The Branded Female Fencer

Ekla also found the names of other people. Female Knight Florencia. It comes from a former noble noble nobleman and is a woman who is not supposed to be a mercenary or anything else. A native of a pure martial family, she was trained as a knight at an early age, but she is tricked into selling the treasure knife given to her by her father as a sign of adulthood by a merchant. It could have been a story for an unknown nobleman, but she was deeply ashamed of it and decided not to return to her house until she regained the treasure knife that had been sold. Since then, she has traveled the world looking for a treasure knife that has been lost for over a decade.

She became famous for her beauty with flowing blondes, or for her rare way of fighting horsemanship and witchcraft, but much due to her integrity, and her high upbringing and graceful behavior. At one point he guarded the country's dignitaries, at one point he served as the guardian of the ghetto, and at one time he led people in the annihilation of demons. The public welcomed her as a mercenary but without losing the pride of nobility and fighting among the people.

It was Alphilis that Florencia was interested in. To have a high upbringing, albeit not of aristocratic origin, and to use magic, even to ride dragons, just like Florencia, and at the same time to hold the sword technique and the high tactical eye of slamming down Rosetta. Florencia visited more interested in a person named Alphilis than the mercenary regiment, but had decided to join the group less than half an hour after having a conversation with Alphilis. Florencia was very interested in someone named Alphilis. She told him that she wanted him to make finding the treasure knife a priority even when he joined the group, and that Alphilis also promised to help him find the treasure knife again, but also put one condition on Florencia, as did Vant.

That's getting dirty requests. Mercenary work, let alone the opponent Alphilis should fight, is not the one who can be managed by virtue alone. Alphilis was the first to give Florencia a job, but it was the torture of prisoners. The job was deliberately arranged with Rosetta to determine its suitability, but Florencia seemed to have managed to get to the end, albeit blue-blue. Rosetta,

"You can just stand there with your eyes open until the end. Looks like it's not just your mouth, that nobleman Sama. Well, I don't know what you're talking about more than Atai."

That was it. Following Rosetta's assessment, Alphilis welcomed Florencia as battalion leader.

There are a large number of other famous joiners, but they will be screened from now on. They were assigned a request to qualify who was worthy of captainship, and they were judged to qualify during the winter, including practical skills and upbringing.

Among the prospective joiners to be screened was one shallow, dark-skinned man. The man had a flat face and a beautiful embroidered cloth wrapped around his head. From a luxurious appearance, the man who could be a seemingly good man had a sword on his hip, but the sword, which did not have a single rust on it, had just been openly new, and the mercenary who was in reception for joining the group considered the man to be an amateur at first glance.

"Want to join the group?"

"Yes, it is"

"You have a sword, but you're an amateur, right?

"Yes, I've never waved my own sword"

"?" Wave your own sword, "etc., and say strange things. Do you have a clue?

"Is it? I'm going to use a word as close to the center as possible."

"Fair enough. But if you're an amateur, you don't have to hold the sword. Salaries, underwork, preaching. This mercenary regiment accepts any talent. Those who don't want to fight don't have to be forced to fight, and if they just want a working mouth, they can mediate besides a mercenary regiment. Having a sword isn't the only battle, Captain."

"That sounded like a sound, Captain. Which one? Kind."

The man looked greatly surprised, but the mercenaries did not seem to be in the mood.

"Well. Our captain is a woman, but no, at first I wondered if I was a captain of the women's regiment, too. Strong indeed and detailed consideration. The captains are all strong as monsters, and I'm guessing the mercenary regiment that's getting the most chase right now. They also have Arnelian Church and Phoenix Chamber of Commerce behind them, and they have a solid foundation. The treatment for the injured and sick is thick, and the environment is easy to do whether you want to make money or work normally. I don't think you made the wrong choice, except for choosing a sword."

"You're a mercenary, and you don't like the sword?

"You never crossed it without waving your sword. If you want to have fun and live, that's the best."

"Indeed."

The black-skinned man nodded, but at the same time glimpsed the sword and then filled in his name at the applicant for Battlefield Mercenary. The mercenary turned his eyes round.

"Hey - I take people's advice, don't I?

"I appreciate it. But I have a reason to go to war."

"Right. Then let's at least wish you luck. Put your backs together on the battlefield, we're buddies. Uh."

"Retoa. Call me that."

"Retore. I'll remember that."

Letore then followed the scene and was put through to a hall where prospective joiners would meet and be briefed. There were a dozen people there who wanted to join today. As Letore formed into the corner in it, he sat back and began to think about the rest of this.

"Well. This will do for the time being, but I need to practice my sword. If your sword moves are too amateur, they'll drop you off the front line."

"There's a swordsmanship instructor. Shall I introduce you?

It was Impulse who stood in front of Letore. Letore smiles when she sees the girl sitting back and her eyes don't change as high as they do.

"Hey Impulse. Thank you for procuring my clothes and sword."

"I don't need an example, it's natural for me. Your orders."

It's not an order, please.

Impulses with slightly stronger eyes and retore staring at impulses with a smile. The impulse sighed when he saw Letore, who could also be regarded as smooth.

"I was surprised when you suddenly appeared in front of me. Who the hell are you?"

"Whoa, can you do something about it?"

"- I understand. But don't tell Alphilis about this, too? It won't be hidden forever."

"Exactly. But she hasn't 'qualified' yet. And the time has not come when I should be needed. When the time comes, you won't like me, but you'll need me."

"At that time, is it? May I keep my mouth shut like shellfish until then?"

"It doesn't have to be shellfish. But no one will understand the story, even if it's like a bird. Besides, it's a fact there's nothing I can do about it. If we think about it from a human perspective, they will have important things to do."

"Right. Indeed, the demon king in front of us is more of a threat to humans."

"That's right. And the war to come."

The impulse reacts perfectly to Letore's words.

Continued