The Branded Female Fencer

"... who did it?

"There is no certainty. But it's predictable."

"I guess that's a good story to hear, too, isn't it?

Ozdova had been cautious. I guess so too, he's a lord who has nothing to do with a central rape meter or anything else. There can't be much good going on in there.

But Pfeiffer seemed to think we should let Ozdoba hear it too.

"No, I'd rather you know. You might have trouble. Perhaps, listen to me as a matter of fact. This is an implicit understanding shared by those involved in the operation of the country in national hubs. I was in contact with one of the arms dealers. It has long been on the continent, but it is said that the most insidious was the dawn. Without them, the dawn would have ended sooner."

"Arms dealer?

"On the surface. The faces in the back are also said to be assassination groups, and they don't know their names or where they're based. Do you have any idea?

Alphilis was questioned and remembered Lunatica. Surely Renatica should also have been part of an unnamed assassination group.

"I have an idea - I might. But what's wrong with that?

"My perception was wrong. It was said that the organization behind the arms dealers was actually the Arnelian Church. When you can organize a group as large as those who originated during the Great War and are disgraced throughout the continent, your mother will be limited. Mostly it's weirder for an organization called Arnelia, which is so good at combat and intelligence, to miss out on arms dealers."

"Ma, wait! Can we talk about that, Mr. Ozdova?

Alphilis found the direction of the story difficult and inadvertently stopped Pfeiffer's words. But Pfeiffer tries to talk without hearing.

"No, I'd rather hear it. It is extremely dangerous to take their asylum without knowing what an organization is called Arnelia.

At first, I thought Arnelia was watching Alphilis. That's why I dared send him to the front line, and I thought he was dropped by to see the backdrop of that experiment.

But the facts were different, I misread them. You moved purely to fight, and consequently to benefit us. Because I feel grateful and trust you, I will also give you advice.

There are actually numerous arms dealers on this continent. They support the war from behind, or help us to crusade demons. Sometimes they carry food and so on, and transporters on the continent can assume that arms dealers are mostly involved behind them, except for those that are privately owned. I think that the very thing is the Arnelian Church, and I guess it seems true. But that's different - I don't use Arnelianism just like that. The scourge behind it, should I say? From Arnelianism we feel something more muddy. Maybe there's a connection somewhere, but I was misreading.

As a result of my mistake, Grants was probably terminated by an arms dealer. The man was faithful to me, but for my sake, there was no stopping him. I used to do a lot of different work in secret, most of which I acquiesced to because it was for me, but this time things were different.

I will be compelled to make a bitter decision. "

"... what do you mean?

"You put all the blame on Lord Grants, right?

Pfeiffer affirmed silently to Ozdoba's words. Alphilis saw the attitude and exposed his frustration.

"... so the noble one!

"I'm not very serious! But this would be the best way to avoid wasting what Grants did. If he was alive, if he was taken alive, everything could be exposed from his mouth. Especially the sorcerer's sorcery is troublesome. Normal people are resistant. If you get caught, you could get your mouth cracked, even if you're dead.

It would be more convenient if Grants were dead here, even for Grants himself. Dead and dishonored, but I'll guarantee his family adequate compensation. "

"So... I know by reason,"

Alphilis is also known by his head. If you're in the same position as Pfeiffer, you might do that yourself. But my heart is not convinced. Ozdoba slapped Alphilis on the shoulder like that.

"Sometimes, General Pfeiffer, because you have an idea of who did this?

"No, I don't think it would be useless to look. People in the organization are lurking everywhere."

"Is it Master Left? I should be careful, too. When might I fall asleep when I hear such stories? I'm about to have a bad dream."

"The results may be the same whether you ask or not. But if you listen, you can get ready. Like leaving a suicide note or something."

"What a disgusting sculpture. Is there no way they won't kill you?

"I guess I can't. If they care about it, what will they really kill? And now I'm about to be killed by that battle. If Alpha Reese's gestures hadn't come to help me then, I'd no longer be here.

It's so strange that he's still alive. I guess my life and death means I don't care anymore for those arms dealers. "

Pfeiffer laughed in a sense of self-derision, and the occasion became sombre. I was thinking about getting some hypnotic sleep from now on, but after hearing this story, Alphilis thought it might be difficult to sleep with the sun that was too dazzling.

Continued