The Branded Female Fencer

"Oh... isn't that Kazas' letter of recommendation! Why have you been hiding it?

"I might have hired you as soon as I showed you this - but that's not funny -. My abilities are useful for the first time in quite a position ~. It would have been a hassle to let Captain Alphilis know about that, since he came out of the front and came out in good order ~. And I'm not funny myself ~.

But it worked. The captain seemed to know someone named me, so did you. "

"Sure. But how did you know Blackhawk's second squad was coming? Were you even on guard outside?

"Yeah, that's enough. I was around the fort long enough ~?"

Cowen's eyes glowed suspiciously, and the line was relieved to see its face distorted. Because I felt like the line had a glimpse of the essence of this Cowen for a moment.

The little woman in front of me probably doesn't have something called justice or ethics with her. I'm interested or not. That's just the woman who moves, Rhine feels it. If necessary, I would let it be taken by any inferior means.

"The fellow..."

"It's a mercenary I hired in my guild - but if there wasn't one of the Blackhawks or the Giants - I should have had them raid this fort. Lead the wounded fort soldiers and defeat them - to show my competence. I didn't have to do that as a result - but I didn't have to waste my life scattering it."

"You..."

The line relaxed again. A woman who draws a line from our values. But the foresight is terrible. What would happen if this woman were an enemy?

But Corwen guessed the thought of such a line, and smiled as he peered into the face of the line.

"Don't worry ~? I'm interested in Alphilis Captain now ~. I'm going to try my best for this regiment for a while ~"

"... wouldn't it be true?

"Haha, you have to believe me there. But if I was going to crush this regiment in the first place, I would be blackhawking about nothing there. Don't forget to say I'm a woman who can do that."

Cowen left the spot as he bowed with a pepper. When Rhine received the last letter Cowen had given him, he saw its contents. There was a regular letter of recommendation written by Kazas at first glance.

"Dear Alphilis,

Recommend one of my friends here. A bit of a habitual personality, but in the academic city of Mayer, she calls herself the greatest strategist of all time. I still can't keep up with the world's assessment, including the military code she issued, but I believe the reason for this is because the current criteria for judgment are impossible to assess her.

First and foremost, morality doesn't work for her. Her idea of jumping across all common sense and good sense to bring victory will always bring victory if she doesn't want ethics in battle. It doesn't work for her in any way, such as that morality of chivalrous honesty and dishonesty.

Besides, the other is her only special hobby. Its true value is demonstrated for the first time in a place where the funds are as luxurious as Arnelia. It's her talent neglected on the east side, but I won't try to believe that it will be demonstrated even at the source of the Alphilis.

Oh, is the map I provided useful? Reproduction is only in my head, so don't break or wet it. I'm probably headed to Gruzaldo from now on, but I'm going to head over there one of these days.

Then sooner or later.

Kazas-Lowe Torrentisk '

When Rhine finished looking at the letter, she felt uncomfortable. There's nothing strange about the content. As much as Kazas would recommend it, he admitted that there was no doubt that he was a good person, and that Kazas would be sending talent here was something we talked about before.

Besides, it would have been like him if Kazas hadn't told us about the recent situation in a damp way. But I thought the line was strange because it was a useless Kazas.

"... tear, wet... hey"

Strange discomfort with words. Normally I would state it in the opposite order, and I wonder if "tear it or throw it away" is not normal. Besides, I also remembered seeing Kazas write sentences before, which were oddly spaced constantly.

When Rhine sarcastically said he was a handful of guys, he was seriously returned saying that this is how paper can be used because everything he wanted to write from the beginning is completed as one picture in his head. Rhine thought it was an unprecedented conversation, but I always thought of it and watered the blank space under the letter.

"... hidden letters? What if you didn't notice?"

Did Kazas even expect the line to whine like that? Here's what happened.

"Stretching. Surprisingly. I thought if you had a sharp line, you'd find it. If you don't want to keep Cowen company, take your neck off. If that's going to be the enemy, it's scarier than a black magician in a way. Sincerely advised."

Rhine saw the words and felt complicated. Kazas is afraid of Cowen. Perhaps if she cares about it, she's someone who runs wild enough that no one can contain it. That's all the people trying to get out into the world. I guess that Cowen is on his side now, but I don't know what's going to happen next.

This is what the Kazas letter says. If Cowen seems to betray you, kill him with Rhine's hands. Kazas glared that only the line could judge it cold. And the line was heavily distracted by it.

"I don't care if there was just contact between Nights of Nights, at all. Don't just let me carry the load, and always this guy."

Rhine was alone, a thought that felt more and more tired these past few days.

Continued