The Branded Female Fencer

"Hey, how's the front line moving?

"Aquila? Naturally, it's good. Are you sure you want to command your regiment?

"Oh, there's a lot of people here who could have done it differently than Temehe."

"Soak it up"

It is Aquila, the beast general of Taka, and Niger, the beast general of the crocodile, who have conversations while watching the burning enemies on the high trees. They were two of six beast generals who would continue to fight on the southern front, two of whom were entrusted with further frontlines.

Their legions are the most belligerent and the most combat-specific. If it were a pure annihilation battle, they would outnumber even the legions led by Vargo, which had been nailed to the forefront for years. What the heads of those two legions are talking about is not fighting about anything. I came to see where the biggest battle of the last few years would be settled. The enemy formations in front of them were the main formations of the most struggling tribes on the southern front. And they looked down upon the enemy line, and they looked down upon it with all their emotions.

"... that was a long time"

"Oh, it was a long time. It's been seven years since they drove us south. Come on, even that murderous Grand Valley is starting to seem nostalgic."

"Where there's no face for you or the kid to remember, but at least salvation"

"Well, a guy with a family can't fight in a place like this for a long time. Fools who keep fighting here don't know how warm their families and women are. You were born on the frivolous side of the Taka people, and you resent yourself for not being a woman."

"I don't want you on the crocodile side to tell me. I'm sure that ripped mouth won't leave you with a decent kiss."

"Tiny."

Guhaha, and the two laugh. dating evil. They are never unfriendly. Rather, they were best friends of one another.

Aquila has a glorious background in the lineage of prestigious military personnel, and many members of the clan also held beast generals and equivalent positions. He also became a thousand men in good order as per his reputation, but was seriously injured by the imminent burning of his half on a dispatched southern front. He has since given up his birth in the Grand Valley and continues to remain on the southern front. He is a seared soldier who has continued to raise his merit in the South and has even ascended to the Beast General. As a result, there are many central military personnel who do not know him. But he was always at the forefront of the fight and was very popular with the soldiers. Nothing but pride for him, such as not having one eye right now.

Niger is a former yakuza. But instead of offering relief for the sins committed by his brothers, he was sent to the battlefield to lead the sinners. Retreat, of course, meant death, and he was treated no differently than a so-called disposable pawn. But Niger survived the situation and finally began to do enough to convince the army. Request The sinners he led were promised that they would be allowed to mitigate that sin for every merit they make on the battlefield, and they continue to fight for as long as they have their lives. Even if he dies, he will be treated as a war victim on the battlefield, so compensation will be given to the survivors. With Niger's credit, at last in Gruzaldo, the sinners volunteered to head to the battlefield.

Those two men, Aquila, took over this time, and with the bold measure of Niger annihilating the enemy formation, they finally annihilated an enemy tribe that had struggled for years. Negotiations, conciliation, etc. took place many times, including in Arnelia, but those efforts never really bore fruit. And they finally made it to the last resort of annihilation.

Victory over about a year after deciding to fight extermination. While the emotions came to mind, some of them were somewhat regrettable.

"Hey, it's Niger. The center has told us to fight on the southern front, but has never told us to destroy our enemies. You've told me to persuade and negotiate wherever possible and fight as a last resort."

"Oh, right. But what happened to it? I don't know anything about the center. There's no way we can negotiate or reconcile on such a shitty battlefield."

"That's right, but didn't we end up in the center... defying King Dreyan?

"... I guess so. But there's nothing I can do about all this. That tribe is completely unreliable. If we pull the line, they will attack us from behind and raise the white flag if the colour of the flag changes. I thought I'd lay low and sworn allegiance, and the roots of my tongue would betray me while I was dry. What do you want me to trust those people with and treat them as reciprocal? You wait patiently for me, but I don't know anymore. You can't lose any more of our gestures and our men. Even Dreyan will know that I'm in jail again, but let me explain something to you about my men."

"You were ready for that... but there's no room. I'll testify."

Aquila warped her mouth. Even the sharp eye looks more prominent. Niger also quickly showed his fangs chewing up to the bones of his enemies, and a fierce laugh back.

It is then. Niger noticed the presence of someone behind Aquila.

"Who's there!

"What!?

Aquila looked back at her back in surprise as to whether she had been completely poked into the void. That face makes it a whole lot harder. First of all, Aquila is seldom taken behind her back on the battlefield in itself, but this is among the allies in the first place. It's hard for someone to infiltrate, and assuming they're allies, there's no point in taking the back. In other words, 'someone' was clearly an enemy, and it was humiliating to be taken behind it by the enemy.

But someone who was spoken to by Niger never came out of that darkness. But it was definitely only clear to the two of us that they were there. They are no longer hiding signs.

Aquila was now annoyed by the person she still wouldn't talk to.

Continued