The Branded Female Fencer

Cowen smiled lightly when he saw Alphilis and took a seat of dialogue. Neither did Miriazal try to hide his identity.

"Well, you want to talk to me?

"You don't hide the way you talk - ancient Warcraft Palace"

"Well, you don't have to hide it either. Did you ask Alpha Reese?

"No, I'm guessing ~"

Cowen grinned and Miriazar made a surprised face to show.

"How do you know?

"The Arnelian Church has too much internal protest that it should be ~. This is such a huge organization ~, and this is an anomaly ~. It is also possible to divide the masterpieces for decades or so ~, but not for hundreds of years ~. I wonder if it is one possibility that there are monsters that have been divided for hundreds of years ~"

"A monster. I'll tell you."

"Haha, I'm going to compliment you ~"

Tongue battles had already been fought. Does Cowen have a liver sitting quite well in front of Miriazal, or does he lack something important as a person? Elsa watched clearly, and Alphilis watched from where she seemed to enjoy it.

Cowen cuts out even more.

"I came here today to ask for nothing else."

"It's not like I'm doing you a favor."

"This is more than a favor - you can consider it a reciprocal negotiation"

"Tell me. Let's honor the hard work and intelligence we've come this far and just ask."

Milliazar's air strains. Miriazal never joked about the term negotiation. It is one war, and sometimes a country's share of life is exchanged if you do poorly on your desk alone. Well, the opponent is a woman with an extraordinary brain. Miriazar looked at Cowen with an unafraid eye.

Cowen also took off his glasses and looked at Miriazal. Her eyes of different colors stared sharply at Miriazal. While Miriazal was wondering what was going on, Cowen suggested we talk.

"Your weapons production route, may I borrow some of it? I submitted an application last time, but I couldn't get a very good response."

"Well, I was going to offer you enough. By the way, where do you want me to lend you?

"I was wondering if the west side would be nice."

That short exchange changed Miriazal's eyes. To Miriazal, who didn't even try to hide his killings, Elsa got all hairy and Alphilis also saw Cowen again without alarm. And outside, he was showing signs of mouthless people jumping in that he would refrain from. Miriazal's killings were leaking outside, but Miriazal has given orders never to go inside, so they can't go in either.

Cowen also had an unpleasant sweat on his back. I'm not surprised how close Miriazal's killer is to being a livered woman. It's not a stone with Cowen, no matter how I assumed it would be. There's no way I'm not under pressure.

But this was one of the trials Cowen had to cross. One day I saw it for my own dreams. For Cowen, this was the right place to be. Even if Miriazal's green eyes look at him with the eyes of his enemies.

"Where did you learn that? You can't just come back from here."

"Right - I originally thought it was strange - how there was no more war from the continent to take control of countries - in this very age where strategists like me were needed - and that was the first question I had when I started learning strategies and tactics"

"... go on"

"I could imagine from the beginning that Arnelia was involved in some way ~. That history couldn't be so old and had nothing to do with it ~. It turned to certainty ~ when my alumni Kazas wrote a map of the western countries ~. Among the western countries ~ there was a land where Kazas didn't even write like a few blank zones ~.

I looked it up ~. At first ~, I wondered if there was a land on the west side that had never been the territory of any country before ~. But I tried to look into the land - but whether some sorcery was being practised - or if those who approach it were destined to be eliminated - I could not reach the land, no matter how. I felt myself in danger - and had to back off once ~.

I looked further ~. How dare the land be ~ off the flight route of the Feilong Guild as well ~. While this land is on this continent ~, it means that no one has ever set foot ~.

That's why I hired Muscade. With the help of the Witch of Fire, I thought I could go to this land. "

"So? You could have gone?

Miriazal asked sparingly. Cowen shook his head sideways.

"I couldn't ~. Even with the knowledge and power of Granchelle, the master of Muscade ~, the boundaries of the land were powerful ~ and the defense was perfect ~.

Therefore, there is one thing I have learned. There is a limited number of organizations that can prepare an unbreakable surgical ceremony with the ability of a witch. "

"Hmm, so you doubted us. It's powerful, but it's not out of hypothesis. There's no proof."

"Sure ~, there is no direct evidence anywhere ~. But ~ there is as much indirect evidence ~. For example, this ~"

Cowen threw the script there for a while. Alphilis takes them and sees them.

Continued