The Branded Female Fencer

Their gathering was dissolved with some turbulence in that way. The next gathering is undecided, but it could still be the activation of the plan if it is not necessary. Doom was troubled, but when he looked up, he was disappearing like he was determined to do something. And as each disappeared into darkness, only Hidun left for town as he normally was. He had a job to do in this town.

Walking early, Hidun is the busiest of black magicians. He mainly performs undercover work, grasps and disrupts logistical flows everywhere, undertakes the assassination of dignitaries, coordinates conflicts and so on. With multiple Mascarade-like operatives everywhere, he embarks on difficult projects, as he did when he himself attacked the inside of a Seeker in the Darkas Forest. There's Whisper's cooperation in the shadow, and it's the first time I've been able to do it.

We will continue to go to the nobles and encourage rebellion. Hidun, who stuck to covert talks in repeated negotiations, planned to have another crack in the ties between the countries of the east if this negotiation was successful. He is a Hidun who accidentally spills his stupidity on his own before his troublesome work.

"Well, if Silence were alive, it would be possible to just kill him and insert him into the doll. It's a hassle."

"Trouble. That's a lot, isn't it?

Hidun suddenly got spoken from the side and didn't want to fly. Because I didn't feel like someone was there. No, there are already few people around. I haven't even used the back road much, but it's been a strange situation since daytime.

A man on Hidun's side slowly rose. The man who dropped the brown robe was wearing white cleric clothes underneath. Hidun realizes who it is.

"You, Arnelia's pilgrimage."

"You don't seem to have been expelled, so for once, yes. It's Mason number three. You're Hidun, deputy chief of the black magician, a mix of humans and bloodsucking species. My father is the highest marquis in the blood-sucking species, Ralph."

Why would you do that? "

"You know what? Well, I guess it's decided because I hunted Ralph, but it's decided!

Mason, shake the mace you took out and make sure it's handy. I was already in a combat position, but Hidun wasn't quite there. Origins that haven't even told Oranzeble the details. The question was why it was known to man, but what does it mean that Ralphur, who was my father, was killed?

"Don't bullshit me, a human! The bloodsucking species defeated Arnelia's crusade more than 10 degrees and built its glory. He has not been certified as the Great Demon King, but he must have made an inviolable promise with Arnelia as having equal power. He has also fought alongside Arnelia in battles with the four sisters of the Great Demon King Spears. There's no reason to crusade!

"What do you want to sleep for, Aoyagi? I guess that's why Temehe gets his love done by the bloodsucking breeds. Things are changing from moment to moment. I'm going to deal with a big guy named Black Mage, and I'm not going to turn down my hindsight worries. Where's the idiot? Does Miriazal look so dumb?

"No way then..."

"The bloodsucking species that have already opposed the battle against Temehe and others have been solemnly cleared. He also attaches cooperation to Balfahel, the king. Temé's father disagreed, so I killed him. Do you have a complaint?"

"... Kukukuk, hahahaha!

Hidun started laughing out loud and suddenly. Mason was surprised at how it looked, but it's not like someone would react because they use exculpatory magic. Hidun is already within Mason's boundaries and will be Mason's freedom. Mason asked why with plenty of room.

"What's wrong?

"No, no, my hope was to go revenge with that bloodsucking species any day. I was building strength for it, working with the Orange Bull and learning its magic and knowledge... but I'm glad you saved me the trouble. I didn't think humans could kill my father.

But! "

Hidun turned his bloody eyes to Mason. Originally a nervous, insidious, eye-catching Hidun. The gaze was felt by Mason like a single poison arrow.

"Looks like they've embezzled my seniority grudge and I can't stand it! You've suffered enough with my hands, then you'll dismantle it alive."

"You're surprisingly short tempered, you are. Though I thought a more sober guy was serving as a staff officer. Apparently, Aurangebull doesn't count on you."

"Heh, I guess that is. No one believes in that high elf but myself. Humans don't even seem to care!

Hidun struck Mason with a cry that could also be considered an affront to the Orange Bull. Hidun knew as much as the man who appeared before him was a pilgrimage, but he had no idea how strong he was. Once he heard the backdrop of the battle between Alberto and Doom, he thought that if Alberto were Miriazal's next strongest in Arnelia, it would be no big deal.

Correct in a way. As a knight, the strongest is Alberto. But it was as if Hidun had not taken into account the strength of the pilgrims who had continued to dispose of the demons uninhabited behind Arnelia. Had I known Mason's track record, I would have taken a little more cautious measures with Hidun. Yes, if you knew at the age of 30 you already had the biggest track record of demonic crusades in Arnelia, which is 800 years old.

When Hidun was about to strike, there was no room for Hidun to be concerned that Mason's mouth was hung with joy.

Continued