The Branded Female Fencer

Renatica and Lisa were returning to the base of the mercenary regiment. I couldn't afford to go that far at the time, but I just thought hunger lacked concentration. Lisa rushed back to her private room to take a nap when she finished her meal, but Renatica decided to watch the cook's piece's cue as usual. His cooking skills seemed very interesting to Renatica.

For that assassin, two purely wrapping eyes were poured into both hands of the piece.

"Um, Mr. Lunatica?

"Mr. Lunatica!?

The piece couldn't stand Lunatica's gaze and inadvertently stopped his hand. So for the first time, Lunatica raises her gaze as well.

"What, what's up"

"No, it's the usual thing... I get nervous when I can see it that long"

"Right. Then let's take a sneak peek from behind the ceiling."

"In the end you see... is that funny, how I cook"

The piece was asked as a simple question. But Renatica answered seriously like him.

"That's funny. I wonder why it's so different as something that deals with the same blade. You use blades to bring the dead ingredients back to life. When you use the blade, the ingredients start to shine as if they were alive.

But I'm not. My hands just kill. I've been thinking about how there's so much difference, if only for so long, but I don't know how. Why? "

"Whatever you say... I don't even know why."

The piece also expressed its unfair sentiments, but Lunatica told the piece back to her usual faceless expression, although she looked somewhat difficult.

"Then we have no choice. I'll try to keep up with you until I know the answer to that."

"Stick together... to how far?

"Everything. I'll keep up with all your actions. I don't know if I only watch it when I cook. Then we'll have to stick to everything."

"Everything... and a bath?

"I will if I have to"

The piece sighed heartily as Renatica answered snugly. Lunatica doesn't get the joke. And there's no cowardice. The piece was very worried about what to do, but since the job was not done yet, I decided to go off the record.

"Are you working after this?

"Oh. How do you know?

"You must be watching my hand before work."

"Was I?"

"That's right. Why is that?

Now the piece asked. But besides my thoughts, this question seemed difficult for Renatica. The silence lasted for a while, and Renatica suddenly rose.

"... I don't know"

"Don't know?

"Yes, I really don't know. Why would I want to look at your hands before work? I need time until I find the answer."

"Go ahead. I'm not going anywhere else than this mercenary regiment for a while. Unless you're fired, I'm here."

"Right, but I won't let you fire me. I'll vote for Alphilis, and most importantly, I'll hire you. You don't have to stop.

Then it's time, I'm coming. "

Leaving all that to say, Renatica followed the refreshment and the dining room. And the remaining pieces sighed in abundance.

"It's almost blackmail... something I was expected to do by a girl I took too. Your face is so cute... and cheeky."

There was a colleague beside him who slapped him on the shoulder to sympathize with the piece.

Crudas was returning to the Deep Green Palace. in order to report any anomalies found in the groundwaterway. But Miriazar was absent, and the Deep Green Palace was idle. I also didn't see any direct supervisors that Crudas should report to.

Then at least I turned to him to keep it in Aristotle's ear, but this was also bad, and he was applying for his first vacation after being pressed into remaining responsibility. Of course it was possible to push him into his home and report him because he was inside Arnelia, and he should have, but Jake's appearance in front of him brought up an unexpected thought in Crudus. It is an idea that would never float unless it were in such a mental state. Crudas is also another young knight. He and his surroundings forgot that there were parts of him that were mentally immature.

"Jake, you got a minute?

"What?

"There have been repeated burglaries in town lately, but I found him with the killer. I'm gonna grab it now, but why don't you come with me?

"Are we alone?

"That's right. Nobody's on the board right now, and he's just a burglar. We'll be enough."

Jake had recently noticed that Crudas was unusual, so while he was getting up slightly, he also showed himself. That feeling dulled Jake's decision.

"... you don't really care. I think I should report it to someone before it moves. Mr. Aristotle would be home, wouldn't he? We should just keep in touch."

"There should be less danger. There's two of us, and you're gonna be late for a burglar?

"I don't think so, but I think it's the fight that doesn't know what's going to happen. Besides, the town's security is supposed to be the work of the Knights of the Outer Rim. I don't think it would be easier for us, the Knights of the Temple, not to squeeze."

Whatever Jake says is best. I was unnecessarily angry with what Jake said because Crudas could see that, too. Crudus himself was surprised to have such feelings, but now he wanted to rebel against what Jake had to say.

When this happened, Crudus came out with an unexpectedly naive word in his mouth.

"If Jake thinks so, fine. Which way do I go? It's nighttime now, so contacting me from now on won't move the surrounding knights or the town vigilante. In doing so, the robber may also escape. I can't overlook such imitation."

"... what's so forceful... ok, I'm coming too. But as soon as I thought it was dangerous, I turned around and contacted Mr. Aristotle. That's the deal."

"You can do that if Jake wants to. I'm already an official Temple Knight, and I've been to the battlefield many times. How could a temple knight serve if he couldn't solve it at all? It's something I can do alone."

"(That's forceful, Crudas today... I knew something was wrong. Maybe you should put someone in touch before you go out. But I can't believe you can contact me and rely on me. Oh, I might be there)"

At that time, there was a person in Jake's brain that he didn't even think about.

Continued