The Branded Female Fencer

"... do what?

"That's our line, you big idiot!

But Mascalade's words could not hide his anger already. Mascalade used his original dirty words and cursed Euwayne.

"If you take great care to keep this one out of sight, Temehe will steal it with no hesitation! Why don't you talk to me for a second!

"Because I thought it was something I didn't have to do. Was that a bad idea?

Even as Euwayne, he has taken great care of himself. Nothing. He doesn't say he can't live without eating humans, but if he is, he doesn't shy away from eating. It is his natural habit to eat as much as he likes what he wants and whenever he wants. That's why he's been very patient with him for over a year.

But mascarade was an extraordinary act. If you try to make her familiar with human society, Euwayne's actions were only frivolous.

"There's nothing wrong with it. I don't suppose you monsters can imagine how human beings are. A human merchant confirms every day what was sold and at what price. Details also record which seasons and times they sold. You wouldn't mind a single fruit or vegetable. But that's just as problematic as it gets every day or all the time. The story goes from individual merchants to local chambers of commerce, and to city investigative teams and vigilantes if burglaries are suspected. If the degree is terrible, if it is Arnelia, there will be a report to the Knights of the Temple.

That's it, you don't even think about it?

"... I see it might not be a good idea"

Euwayne immediately admitted his loss, but there's nothing he can do if it's something he doesn't know in the first place. This was a difference of vision and consciousness between the two sides, but we can no longer help what has happened.

Mascalade, holding his head, skipped instruction to Euwayne in an order tone.

"... we are originally in a cooperative system, but we are not interfering with each other. We shouldn't be talking about each other's ways, but only this time, I guess. Sneak up on how much Arnelia knows right now. Depends on that, the story changes."

Copy that. I'll follow your lead.

"And!"

Mascarade stops Euwayne from leaving early.

"Consult me for dinner. Don't do anything."

"I understand that, too, I expect"

That's all I told you, Euwayne disappeared lost in the water. After he left, Muscalade somehow took to the couch and poisoned him with hatred.

"... Damn, he'll take care of you. I don't know what I can do about the infiltration. Arnelia's defensive net is already perfect. And the escape route I've prepared, I wonder if I can use one more time. The infiltration is no longer possible... and if we get hit here, we won't know everything that's going on in Arnelia, but is that okay? This recent mass production of demonic crystal stones, plus the nowhere expedition of the Temple Knights, the absence of Commander Alberto, the trends of the Alphilis and the Mercenaries, and the identity of the huge signs of sitting in the Deep Green Palace. Wasn't you the only ones who criticized Miriazal for not being alarmed about what he was going to do?

Mascalade offended the invisible black magicians, but she is unaware that the perception of Miriazar itself is divided among the black magicians in the first place. Mascarade cannot jeopardize this mission. Driven to the dim lands of the border, even for the sake of our companions. Because of this, she is at the mercy of a single Hidun, fighting her way down and wearing stigma.

I don't know what the fellow Sconers scattered to other lands are up to, but Mascalade wanted to take the clan's restoration and future as a stepping stone in any way to this mission.

"Miranda, how are you?

"Oh Lisa, it's been a while. Ever since the client."

Miranda was in the middle of relaxing in the office. I'm on my way to my desk with a rash I don't even know Lisa. Miranda's office, which was expanded within the Deep Green Palace, was clearly more operational than before, with several assistants. Among the busy and moving humans, Miranda was soaking tea alone.

Lisa sits in front of Miranda as she slides in as she tries to do the humans that move around like a comrade.

"Sounds busy for a long time, but is Miranda okay with not working?

"If you learn how to turn the job around, you can tell the difference between when you're busy and when you're not. I've been busy dying this morning, but I've got until evening to do the rest."

"Then I'm just fine. I need to talk to you."

I wonder what it is.

Lisa brings up one suggestion. I got to deal with a theft case as a sensor, but I need information on where and what kind of theft there was. He went to the city hall to find out, so he temporarily wanted the information to be disclosed and the authority to just put on a few people to help. Indeed, it is the mountain of Sekiyama that pays in advance, or is abandoned, even if Lisa, a mercenary of one suke, boards the bureau alone.

When Lisa offered, Miranda took it on with pleasure.

"Then let me lend you one of my men. If the Burglars are behind this, I'll have a good escort and a good assistant, just in case."

"You don't have to do that."

"No, even as a weasel, I want you to ask for one."

To Miranda's words, Lisa slapped her neck.

Continued