The Branded Female Fencer

"Rhine, are you drunk?

"No, you haven't. Enough booze."

"Don't be ridiculous"

"I don't have the form at heart. Anyway, I want the prettiest woman to treat me."

Rhine was kidding, but Alphilis was spotting it wasn't meant to be. These are the 'front seats'. I'm not really here to be welcomed as an alphilis. I'm here to negotiate with Forminese, one of Tarram's chiefs. The line understands that too.

On the other hand, Larna seemed to feel something uncomfortable again. It's as sharp as the atmosphere is on the battlefield. The geisha beside him also seems confused as to what is the matter. Larna and Alphilis were having a conversation with their eyes.

"(Larna, what happened?

"(This is a strange place. Do you realize that?

"(Well... it's certainly a strange place. Something that just makes me feel better and more fun)"

"(Right. Because even facades that are not interested in watching plays are so. Simply until then when it comes to great art, this is -)"

When Larna was about to complain about something, Soto Levere sat down before the Alphilis. She had a weak face or a weak face, although not next to her.

"Dear Commander, I have a geisha I'd like to introduce you to. May I?

"Yeah, yeah. Go ahead."

"My name is Primuse and I'm here today for the first time. Get to know me, Captain."

She was a cute woman to bow down a bit. Is he still about 15 or 16 years old? But his righteous face and the shape that fascinates a man incompatible with his face were not even trying to hide the signs that he would eventually transform into a glossy woman. However, Alphilis was also impressed by the undecorated technique and expression.

"Are you a geisha, too?

"Yes, I don't qualify for water-fried yet, but dance and singing have earned me a point. Some parts are still unfamiliar, but would you like to know about next door as well?

"Yes, of course. It might not be funny to be next to me though."

"No, it would be an honor to serve beside the captain of Jaeger now and then."

"You know me?

"Yes, of course. Rumors can fly faster than wind. Not least, Geisha and others are professions that cannot be served unless they are good at intelligence, upbringing, and information. Running like me, I know the captains very well."

"You are."

Alphilis glanced at Levere. Levere was suddenly stared at and seemed sober.

"Isn't Levere a geisha?

"Ah, ha. That's what I'm looking at. And because of my birth clumsiness, I couldn't make it a song or a dance. So this is how we live as receptionists and downworkers right now."

"Isn't that... hard?"

"Well, you can't do anything with the glorious world in front of you, can you, sometimes? But you wanted to repay this hall for picking me up. If you look plain like me, you won't have any trouble buying it out or anything, and it's treasured for you, right? If you want to use the women here, you can't be surrounded.

Plus, you can have a good salary just to have no trouble living. Every year I see a new geisha grow up, and this is another thing that makes my chest jump. "

"Well, that's an old statement."

"It looks like this, it's a pretty old thing. Oh, I'm not saying anything about the year, am I?

Alphilis remembered the intimacy to Levere, who had a pelted tongue.

"... just for a moment, could I get you a drink?"

"Oh? Have you changed your mood?

"Well, I'm in the mood for a toast."

Alphilis enjoyed a lot of cheering. The banquet was even more exciting because the captain enjoyed it. Primuse wanted Elsia and Gail close in age at some point, and they talked to each other like they were close. Other mercenaries also enjoyed it in thoughtful places, those who were moved by the spectators, those who danced together, and those who disappeared into private rooms with their favorite princesses, the way they enjoyed it was a thousand different, but the common thing was that no one enjoyed it alone. It is precisely the hospitality of the Hall of Forminese, analogous to a golden night.

And at some point I just lost sight of Larna, who looked like Rhine, and Luvere was stopping by the Alphilis.

"Lord Commander."

"I told you to call me Alfie."

A totally drunk Alphilis was stuck on Levere. And he had a full breath of alcohol, and Levere was grinning bitterly.

Continued