The Branded Female Fencer

"The supreme bishop, now what?

"Don't call me proper when that happens. I told you to put your sword down, don't make me say it again."

I'd like to know why.

A distressed colour floats in the expression of a faceless crudus. Miliazar had never seen Crudas give such a look. But Miriazal was expecting it. Because I knew enough to know that Crudas was pouring an extraordinary passion into his sword.

Still, I thought it was something I had to say. Miriazal gives the extra dead. I thought that was enough.

"I'll be somewhat aware myself. Your sword is indeed sharp. But you're halfway there. An obsession with a sword doesn't look like a sword to you. Perhaps that would have been good in normal times. In some times your sword is sharp enough for the Knights Temple Commander. But not now. We must fight those who have strayed from our normal course. Your fangs are too soft for that."

"You think my sword is light?

"You're supposed to feel that way yourself."

Crudas was stingy. Miriazal usually doesn't say the right things when it comes to fighting things, anyway. Crudas felt that the battle between himself and Jake was apparently well watched.

"... what about Jake?

"He picked out his own sword. There would have been a way to live as a man in Shirai, but he didn't choose that path. Then the answer is one. He chose to live and die of his own free will.

No, no, no, no. The men of Lazar are destined to fight, but they do not have to fight for anything. Some have chosen the path of a civilian, and some of the women have been dispersed by the city well. Some have married nobles. It's not just Lazar's way to fight anything. "

"But!

I won't let you die.

When he saw the colour of sorrow floating in Miriazal's eyes, Crudas stifled. Miriazal's words were her sincerity without falsehood. Miriazar can say with certainty that a young man like Crudas will die prematurely. I know because she's been fighting for a thousand years, it's a feeling of certainty.

But there was something she didn't understand either. It is to take the sword away from Crudus that that in itself is equal to a death sentence for him as well.

Crudas was also stuck in words because Miriazal's heart could be perceived again. What do you want me to do now with the sword? Crudas seemed to be caught in the illusion that the path in front of him was suddenly invisible in the dark, losing his temper to argue. Still desperately spinning the word could have been his will as well.

"... I acknowledge my lack of strength. You can also see that you haven't been able to use 'beastification'. Still, I can't make a decision right away"

"Right. Then I'm not thinking of sending my present treat to the Hachi Forest again. Rest your body tonight and think slowly tomorrow. There are still days left. Why don't you go to town now and then? The sword is not the only battle in their lives."

"... wasn't it your fault that you had to"

"What?"

"Excuse me."

Miriazar did listen to the words that Crudas vomited to squeeze out. It is a word of resentment that I have heard many times in the last millennium. Of course, it was a word I heard many times from the people of Lazar in the past.

Unlike earlier. Looking at Crudas, whose back looked smaller, Miriazar shut up and dropped off its back.

"Crudas, the times are bad. The battle is brutal. You can't live just because you like swords. Besides, your Lord's beastification is far too perfect, rather than unusable. Then awakening with both bodies gives birth to a more brutal end. Notice that... in the first place, it's a bad idea."

Miriazal also left the scene again, but as usual, she walked with her back stretched, only to see that she was somewhere lonely.

Lisa and Ips were coming to the sewage entrance. Here Arnelia has the latest urban structure complete with sewage. It was once an urban structure that Miriazal had discussed with Miriazal when Aldrius visited the land to play, and that Miriazal, sympathetic to his knowledge and ideas, had realized by incorporating Aldrius' proposal. A city so sanitary would be about Begrad or Arnelia, but not so many ordinary people know that. This Ips and Lisa is one of the few exceptions.

"I thought there was something like this, but it seems like a city that has gone a long way beyond understanding, Arnelia is"

"Sure. Arnelia was once at the forefront of the Great Demon King. And after that, the defensive relay, the safest city after the development of the central street, at the heart of the Arnelian Church all over the continent. The children of the Hordes are studying abroad because they are safe, right? A living environment where the plague is endemic. Then you shouldn't, should you?

"Sure. It doesn't look like a blind Lisa, but this Arnelia seems to be a natural and rich environment. Nakahara-ichi is certainly not Dade."

I can't help but admire Lisa. Here in Arnelia there is a huge water purification facility, where domestic drainage is converted into almost harmless water in multiple filtration tanks to be returned to domestic water. Located in the Middle Plains, Arnelia has a history of difficulty securing water, and many times Miriazar has had his head troubled by the drawback of being vulnerable to siege warfare since it was a fortress back then.

It was the water purification facility of the Aldrius idea that solved his weaknesses at that time, but he practiced it so that Miriazal would jump when he heard his proposal. Land that cannot secure water does not thrive. Irrigation work was well under way for Arnelia to take its current form, but now the circulation of water was a problem. I sanctified the water to deceive them and purified the form alone, but it might not have been much praised in terms of hygiene.

It was the water purification facility currently in front of Lisa and Ips that solved those problems, and the surrounding towns and villages were also kept for the benefit of the facility. The method of water purification itself was devised many times, but Aldrius' devised method was excellent out of the group.

Continued