The Branded Female Fencer

"At one point, they said something was put up for auction that would be a letter of entitlement to spend the night with Forminae. The stake was caught by the unusual and ended up being a battle between some royalty and a millionaire, and if you bought it, you tried to dispose of all your property and like the formines, but you were murdered by a resentful auctioneer or something. It must be anecdotal, but now they say that the amount is the amount you need to buy her up. The approximate royalty to be converted from there is 100 million pent."

"In one night... are you stupid?

"I feel the same way. But from the people who gave it value, I guess that means it's worth it, but it doesn't make a difference to be that much of a woman who drives people's minds crazy. I was wondering if I could assume that there was a back end to the conversation."

"Mm... we have to be very careful."

"Yes, I suggest you leave me out in case. And then I was wondering if I needed to keep in touch with Maia and Cowen."

"Right. Let's also take the pilgrims of Arnelia just in case. I'll be insured."

"It's like a hostage. I don't feel comfortable."

"What are you talking about, the hostages themselves?"

Alphilis was starting to support him as he said noisy things. Ekla also decided to keep up with Alphilis while putting together those who were on the spot, leaving those who asked him to be away quickly. The absence was to leave Florencia and the closet, accompanying most of the members. I thought I would leave more behind, but the name of Forminae is quite famous, and it is true that when I was able to use her hall privately, I was volunteered to change the color of my eyes for both men and women to follow. Alphilis was slightly frightened, but on the contrary worried that he was just unknown to the public.

When the Alphilis finished preparing, there was a messenger in front of the inn to see how long they had been waiting. Guided, but still headed, by its elegant messenger was a large museum in a place that, while still a little high among the tarums, went through an alley as suspicious as a maze. The royal palace also lost its face, and no, its museum, with more luxurious finishes than that, unleashed a sense of intimidation that could be described as exactly the royal castle of Tarram. Only that space is heterogeneous. Instead of a magical element, there was a certain sense of pride in the hall.

When the Alphilis were distracted, he greeted them with humility.

"Welcome to the Golden Purity Hall (Gold Birch). From here, the person in charge will guide you."

"Welcome, everyone."

The Alphilis were greeted by a girl who was still 15 or 16 years old and an old man dressed in a costume who was adorable. The girl wore a beautiful dress that did not look good for the agony of the year and welcomed the Alphilis and the others with the perfect courtroom ritual.

"The master of our hall, Formine, will welcome you. Please come this way. My name is Luvere, and I'm your guide. I need to know you."

"My name is Glyph, the butler. In order for the museum to float away, it is up to you to keep all the bloody things. The sword belt has also been removed, so please be at ease for a moment."

"You want me to keep my skull, too?

"No, I need minimal protection even though I am a lady. I'm not going to take it to the knight's heart again. It's only a word of advice."

"Then I'll just keep my hips sword."

"If you need a call change, we have a variety. Please tell the butler at all times."

"No, it's easier with the clothes I'm used to."

When the doors of the hall opened with so much to say, there was a doorway so full of luxury that no royal palace could see it. Not most of those here are used to seeing the court, but even the nobleman Ekra and his escort Ven watched over this. And the Alphilis went into the hall to be inhaled.

"This is..."

"It goes beyond what can be prepared in a commercial establishment. Well, if you know this craftsmanship, it must be very natural to want to wear it in quite a costume."

"No, you're just scared rather than having fun"

I didn't even know what to do with the little line, and I stood on the spot with my arms around me. And there came forth from the back of the hall all the beautiful princesses.

"I've been waiting for you, Mr. Alphilis."

"There you go."

"First of all, skip the hard greeting and you won't be sitting there. Have you eaten yet?

"Un, swartoii!

What surprised the Alphilis and the others was that the princesses were not all pure human beings. Their race varied, and there were not only the savages and beasts of the South in them, but also the people of Elves and Milius, and even Harpuia to give. There were women of other races that I had never seen before.

When they took the hands and arms of each of them and put them on their seats, there was a very natural cup of booze, and they talked to the beautiful princesses at some point. Nature and cuisine appeared to those who had not eaten, and alternative juices were delivered to those who could not drink, creating a comfortable space for everyone in no time.

Tensions and the like were relaxed in an instant, and greatly they were thriving. Stages were also set in the building on the left and right and in the front, and in the center, where the offerings were made one after the other. It was a play, it was a street art, and it also contained some slightly slutty objects. But all of them were brilliant and prosperous, and they enjoyed enough art to be artistic sensibilities, or desires, or too much to comfort boredom.

Those who already have liquor are obsessed with tipping the cup with the princesses, and Ekura and others are also at the end of crumbling against their neighboring princesses in an already unidentified state. But some of them were still observing their surroundings without alarm. It is Alphilis, Rhine, and Larna.

Continued