The Branded Female Fencer

"I'll take good soundproofing. Don't worry about talking."

"... don't be stupid! I didn't have that plan!

"That's right. Sure, we worked out a Miriazal assassination plan, and we did it to a certain extent, but that still all means to a certain degree of restraint. Assassination is a secondary element. Our true purpose is..."

"Then yes. Anyway, someone other than Wye moved, so to speak. We don't have to look, that guy."

"Who, that?

Brandio thought about it a lot but didn't think about it.

"I don't even know Wye. Surely Lapenti's grandmother gathered Wye and the others for the better Arnelia or. Being a rebel force yourself will end this by bringing together those who are dissatisfied with Arnelia today and throwing it into a battle they cannot win. Only a few more people will know what Lapenty's grandmother really is. Others are serious about rebelling.

I don't think any of them are sharp enough to target the Supreme Bishop at this time of year. "

"Not some other organization? For example, Almas."

"It won't be profitable. Those people don't do things that don't make money and that don't spread war. Even after the supreme bishop in this period, I don't think it's effective."

"I don't know. If you're going to do it, Arnelia's going to win. In the middle of a war or something. Even if we do it now, we'll just be wary the other way around... ah"

Brandio seems to have come up with something by saying it himself. And I was laughing nitwit.

"... I see, can that sen be considered? Come on, come on."

"Hey, what are you bumping into?

"Nothing. No. I just came up with some interesting possibilities. If I win Wye's prediction, I might as well be worried."

"What do you mean?

"After all, Miriazal is a female fox. See you later. Alphilis' escort, take it easy."

"Hey, you!

"Oh, yeah, yeah. There's a lot of noisy people in Tarram right now. Depending on that, there could be a real turn for you guys. Keep your eyes open, huh?

Brandio left, but that's what Marduk and Ultina, who looked like they were stuck in a fox, were left behind.

Brandio turned to the familiar store as he made his way to Arnelia's city with his feet. It was to buy food for a getaway. From the back, people's seemingly good-looking father shows his face.

"Grandma, the one for the outing, please"

"Aye. How many days?

"Ten days for now. I'll do something about it later."

"Soon then. Wait in the back. Oh, and you're gonna need a road trip, aren't you? There's a young woman waiting for you alone."

I thought you were getting older.

"You shouldn't be stupid. You have to be respectful."

"Never."

When Brandio left the baggage preparation to the store owner, he went into the back. There was Hamitte, a Gloria instructor.

"Oh, my God, it's you"

"Say hello. Who's older?

"Oh, did you hear that?"

Brandio responded to Hamitte with his tongue out, as if he had no evil. But even after subtracting it, Hamitte seems grumpy.

"I'm still working on this, right? Call it in. What do you want?

"I need to ask you something. Did they call you into the Hachi Forest? How'd it go?

"... frightened, how do you know that?

Hamitte's lever could not hide his surprise, while he was convinced that this man could possibly be. I've known this man for a long time, but I still can't read the temperament. A man as if he had never been on a pilgrimage or without a mouth, he still couldn't show me the bottom.

Continued