The Branded Female Fencer

"Dear Miranda, I am returning now"

"Thank you, Mason."

Mason showed up in Miranda's office. Already late at night, Miranda is the only one in the office. Miranda, who worked with only one light on her desk, looked like a palm flame reflected in the shaky light.

"Dear Miranda, aren't you tired?

"You're exhausted. Even though I haven't had much sleep lately, I can move. I'm used to this."

"Why don't they take a vacation every once in a while?

"So could you do the job instead?

"... I said I couldn't do it"

Mason bowed his head with a seemingly sorry face. This unscrupulous man is also very submissive only in front of Miranda. If the other pilgrims saw Mason's current attitude, they would look up to him.

And Miranda also seems to be making fun of Mason like that. Thinly Miranda laughed, hands toward Mason and asked for the report. Miranda glances easily at that report.

"... concise. Perhaps too many parts are omitted."

"It's just a matter of form, as read. Some things won't be on the record."

"On the other hand, I've been contacted about Anomaly's death. What else happened?

"Ice Emperor Bike Zell. Did you know?

Miranda shook her head.

"I don't know."

"I didn't know either, but it would be an ancient monster like an ancient dragon to observe. It's just that the sex is so vicious, and there's a lot of suspicious things about how you defeated it."

"Tell me more"

Mason talked about the bikezel. And Miranda kept her mouth shut for a while, but eventually opened to recall.

"... I see you've asked Fairtoose before. The ancient dragons aren't here now, but they just fell asleep. But the ancient dragons were not the only ones who fell asleep, as were the demons and other too powerful demons, warcraft and phantom beasts. They once burned the sky, and sealed it with fear of their own might in the battle that had swept away the earth. Perhaps it was one of them."

"He was a terrible opponent"

"More than Tetrapolishka?

"Honestly, it's not a comparison. Tetrapolishka or so, I can manage to cross it by myself, but if I see a bikezel, it must be one of the ways to escape."

"So much so."

"So much so. Oh, by the way, Tetrapolishka confirmed his death. He was dead with a happy look so he could sleep. He was generously buried by the natives."

"Well, considering what he did, you're too happy to die."

"Well, how about whipping the dead, as priests?"

"Isn't that sweet enough? How was Alfie? You must have met him, right? What was your impression?"

"Is it Alphilis"

Mason clouded his words. And he was telling me as I fixed my glasses.

"You're a scary woman"

"Right, I think Atashi does, too. How scary is she?

"Among the women I meet, I contend one or two"

"Ho."

Miranda looked at Mason funny. Because that was the same sentiment Miranda once had.

Miranda asked with interest.

"So what do you think you should do?

"I'm a woman who will be on both sides of the enemy depending on the situation. Pathetic, but would be a woman who cuts and throws away allies, too, if necessary. It's not a good idea to turn it around on the enemy, but it's also horrible to keep it on your side. If you can do it, it's necessary for peace to end it."

But he's also a friend of Atashi's.

"That's the problem. If you don't want to kill them, you'll need surveillance and help."

"I wonder who's fit."

"Ultina would be nice. That would be martial arts or witchcraft."

"Then let me stay with you on the tarram thing."

"Tarram?"

"Master's request."

Miranda told the story. Then he looked sinister.

"A symbol of abolition? It's my most abominable place."

"There's vegetables out there. You don't have to worry. You have a job to do."

Miranda gives you one letter. When Mason opened up and looked, there was a list of the names of the lands.

"What's this?

"I'd like to know what's going on around the border these days. You worked mostly on the border."

"That's right, but nothing else"

"There are two specific points. Has one changed the lives of both native and subhuman people living on the periphery? Second, I want you to take this bead."

The beads Miranda gave Mason were as transparent and encapsulated with metal inside. That's just the number of land, it was in there.

"What's this?

"It's a kind of magic ceremony. I want you to sneak this up on each land, where you won't lose it. Because it works just by leaving it. More of a problem than that, the first one. In my opinion, there must be a change in the lives of the subpeoples. Look into it and attach any cooperation you can to us. Otherwise, eliminate it."

"Eliminate? Do you want to go that far"

"Think about where the Orange Bills are. Black magicians are only the ones he mainly uses. Given that he is a high elf, his prestige could also exert more power on the sub and native peoples. We must also consider the possibility that we are holding them in secrecy. Though many pilgrims, you are the only one familiar with the border. You can do that, can't you?

With your orders, I'd be glad to.

Mason, with all due respect, stepped out shortly after healing the fatigue of the fierce battle at North Seal. And Miranda became immersed in her own work, even as the night grew deeper.

Continued