The Branded Female Fencer

The female mercenary, the commander of the enemy, was alone in his face so that no one could understand him. It works too well. First I worried about whether Veisel would hire me or a client, but the only decision I made was just a whim. But I gathered information on both sides and thought it was the reinforcements from this Kandert who would be the last to decide the situation of the war, and I decided to hire them in this fort. The war was going to end before reinforcements eventually came out, but wind direction was coming this way at the end of the day. At any rate, because the generals of the regular army are almost gone from this fort because of the end of the war.

The generals disappeared from this Kandert with us in order to wage an argumentative protest. They thought that the war had already ended, and they gave themselves the command of this fort, which was supposed to be a major impulse for the country, and left with the momentum on the spot. I did state some ideas and maneuvers since I was hired into this fort, but I didn't think I would give command to myself, a mercenary. Shallow, really shallow, but it is a good opportunity for me.

This female mercenary rejoiced instead of consigning to this major role. She didn't mean to end up as a mercenary. Mercenaries are a stepping stone. Achievements were needed for her to ascend, albeit low-status, to the Martial Family. In the world of Tahei, it is faster to achieve results as a mercenary than to do steadfastly in the regular army. For example, if she were a mercenary and a class A, she thought she should also be able to serve countries with considerable treatment. My feelings exploded when my parents were thinking about their marriage story at home. She is the one who ran away almost in the form of flying out of the house. Three years after I left the house, I finally got a good chance to stand up.

And so much so that I thought it was for me, an enemy that appeared as if it had come down and gushed. Besides, I let the scouts confirm that the enemy commander is that woman who put a great shame on herself. All luck is for me. This war itself even made me wonder if it was convenient for me.

The female mercenary pulled the handshank and waited. Reinforcement requests have already been flown to surrounding fortifications. He has also contacted the generals who have turned their heels and left. The transmission is done via the magician's demon, so much faster than normal contact. From the nearest fort, reinforcements will arrive tomorrow as well. In other words, if we endure this past night, we can pinch our enemies. Female mercenaries were desperate to make a laugh that there would be no easier fight. A little more, a big step toward my aspirations will be taken in a few moments. She couldn't catch a laugh spilling from the bottom of her belly. Whether it was worth filing a close variety of proposals so far, she did not doubt that her deeds would be rewarded.

But she forgot. to the fact that it was pointed out that her serious personality, or her personality in search of merit, was the weakness. I'm not saying it doesn't fit her height, but she was trying to erase from her memory what she once said it wasn't that easy to direct people. The advice had in fact caused her heartache, like a bone stabbed in the throat, but instead of gently removing it looking for the reason why the bone stabbed her, she tried to ignore the fact that the bone stabbed her. Eventually the bone breaks through the gut and even tries to forget that it can be deadly. I tried to assume that it was not my thing, such as a body stabbed with bones. It was her too high hope and pride that made her do so.

The name of such a female mercenary was Milnay.

"I see there are signs of recent additions. I can only assume they've been refurbished to bring it into this shape in advance."

"I guess I imagined this tactic from the structure of this fort. Bold, but fit for reason. It would certainly be a must-win if it came into play."

"What do you care?

"You know Alfi, too, don't you? Nobody's convinced of this way of fighting."

"Yeah, right. No matter how much I know I can win, I'll never do it. Someone who set up this operation, you may know."

"Really?

"Probably. We'll soon find out the answer."

Alphilis heads towards the fort somewhat early. Coming before a fort soaring inward, Alphilis observed its beauty. The upper edge of the fort had a "return" on it, and it was difficult to run up like Mireille, and even if it caught a rope, it had to be climbed with only arms. But there were thin holes for bows and arrows everywhere along the way of the walls, and it was a contract to climb with a rope and become dressed.

The walls themselves are also higher than the outer circumference, and although the moat is filled with water, it is probably not just water. Because these waters can also be domestic water, sometimes fish for food are released, but not a single fish jumps from earlier. Not a single waterfowl has stopped again. Perhaps even the demons are released inside, Alphilis guessed.

I see, Alphilis thinks it's a robust castle. But Alphilis thought that being truly robust didn't just mean that we should get the building in order. The walls are walls that are not only buildings, but also guardians.

On the walls, the soldiers of the sights look at this one. Alphilis and the others haven't brought their soldiers forward yet, so there's no way they're going to attack this one. I'm just looking at what's going on here. Alphilis spoke to them in a voice that goes well.

"I'm Alphilis, the mercenary captain hired by a client, one of the commanders of this expedition! I want to talk to your defensive captain!

An enemy soldier obsessed with the voice of Alphilis. The hustle and bustle surprised me that Alphilis was the captain, but it was a very riddled voice for a woman to make out, and she was not more than necessary. The voice of a mercenary who did not even sound despicable had the majesty of no less than women.

After a while, one woman shows up from above the walls.

"I'm the defensive captain here. Long time no see, Alphilis!

"Oh, he's..."

"Milnay, after all"

Alphilis somehow came out with an imaginary opponent, so he felt an unfortunately strange emotion that appeased him. But I never put that inner part on my face. We're in battle now.

But Milnay was different. She originally distorted her terminal face and looked at Alphilis with a look that could be both joyful and tight.

Continued