The Branded Female Fencer

"Apparently, it's safe."

"You think there's an intruder in the dream world?

"The tribes on the other shore - those in the white ranks draw a line with the magicians of the world. It's like having ten lifeless people. Do you understand?

"As a magician, life less and quality and orientation are different, but I kind of know what you're trying to say. So, what can I do for you?

"Advice and suggestions. Don't you have any hands on what's been served?

"Yeah, it should be. I don't know about the men."

"I immediately advised the men that the room was close. If nothing has affected you, you still have hands."

Grossfeld spoke up. I just don't want anybody to ask me, but someone always says they hear me.

"If I wake up, I'll get out of here by the end of the night."

"Running away? Why?"

"Even if you don't ask, I think you understand. They kill those who take it into their own realm, even if they don't when they intend. That's physically, mentally, socially. The only thing is, whoever enters this realm cannot be safe.

You may not be willing to do that to La Forse. But how about La Millishire? I may have seen you now and changed my mind. Besides, the second or third place in white, the fourth place neglects you. Unlike second or third place, who is indifferent to everything, because he hates foreign objects extremely "

"I know you're not welcome. But I can't even trust you. Why are you here, and are you familiar with them? Can we talk?"

To the words of Alphilis, Grossfeld responded with hesitation.

"... I hope it's confidential, if possible. Blackhawk is a group of mercenaries associated with the Orimpas."

"You mean it's their spikes?

"I'm not that subordinate. But it is true that we are reporting crumbly on the situation on the continent. Most of all, only some of Valsas' immediate Zero team and a few captains know about it. Instead, we have funding and conditioning."

"Oh, that's the thing. I didn't think I saw much of the Blackhawk crew gear. They must all be fierce, but they were well equipped nonetheless. There 'll be a lot of things you can't buy with money."

"Sometimes there is a lot of activity originally on the west side, but the impact of the Olimpus is inevitable more than working in the west. If it's east, Arnelia will do the same thing."

"Is Arnelia that high pressure?

"You wouldn't feel it being best friends with Miranda, the Supreme Bishop's secret child, would you? But the reality is even worse. Part of the pilgrimage is just a killing group. In fact, in the south of the Beasts - no, let's do it. Now that doesn't matter either.

Anyway, we're here for regular reporting. Valsas, Betts, and Zeldos. It also makes sense to refresh each weapon, but it also refreshes the crew's weapons. That was over, and I was about to leave. "

"There we are."

Grossfeld nodded.

"Your visit was an unexpected event for me and perhaps for the clan on the other shore. Only La Forse might have expected it."

"What do you mean?

"You are a pair. Leaving it alone will pull you off. Somewhere, even not here, we must have met. It may have been a little early, but it doesn't mean it's never too late."

"It's not like they're connected by red thread."

"In the chain of cause and effect, it's definitely connected."

Alphilis looked sinister.

"I hate abstract expressions. And the way I said it around. What do you know?

"- Sometimes it can be a real reality if you say so. I can't say much. I just better get out of here now. At the moment La Forse and you have as much power opening as heaven and earth. It's like a kitten that can be grabbed by a beast, even if La Forse doesn't feel like harming you. If you're involved with La Forse, you're not safe."

"I see. What are the specific measures?

"When the white moon plunges into Jomtien, leave the room gently. I'll show you how to guide you. Just follow the lead."

"Fine. Just two more. Why are you doing this to us?

"Because you're the one Valsas admitted to. Valsas is a strange person. Smell critical branches with instinct, even without special abilities. And I've never taken one off yet. In a way, you could call it very indifferent to humans. But the man cares about you. That's enough for a reason. I'm interested in you, too, but I don't have eyes for people. Because I'm a man of no merit, not even aware of the true feelings of the woman I loved."

"Please do the masturbation elsewhere. One more thing, why are you here?"

"... I'm a former Orin Pass person, I am. Making use of that background, bridging Blackhawk with them. Wouldn't that be a good reason?"

"There's an assurance that you're not the Hand of Olimpus?

Grossfeld was much stuffed by Alphilis' allegations.

"... that's all but you have to believe me,"

"I liked the fact that you didn't make excuses. I thought you were a pretty thin, fast handed person, but isn't it?

"No, it's both me. I just choose the time and the case."

"Then do as planned"

"Yeah. I'll tell you what, it's one opportunity. And if they find you, think it's over. Fighting them is utterly pointless"

"I guess so."

Upon hearing Alphilis' reply, Grossfeld left the world of his dreams all the time. And consciousness was drawn back to his body, slowly awakened. His body was sitting in a deep-backed chair in the reception room in a room revered by the Blackhawk. In front of me is Valsas, who is reading a book he brought with him with a serious face. Valsas inquired as he followed the letter with his eyes.

Continued