The Branded Female Fencer

At the same time. The feast was about to come to an end in the hall at that time when Alphilis and Forminae were discussing. Those who found a beautiful princess they liked secretly slipped out of the feast, and those who enjoyed the offering of the occasion were left to go to sleep and try to sleep on the spot.

There was still someone awake among them. It is Larna. Lana was awake, drinking with her little one. Of course, considering the alphilis, which has yet to return, more than that, Larna remembered something that would not be interpreted into this hall.

What is not to be interpreted is cozy. The coziness is certainly great, but is it the witch's nature that makes me think something is wrong when I'm too cozy? But with the magical element, Alphilis would notice, but Alphilis is gone without any more of that. Muscade fell asleep drunk early, and the closets had offered to leave a message as they didn't like noisy places. Larna was teething, even though she would at least get certainty if one of them were there.

That's when the line returned fluttered.

"What, Alfi still won't be back?

"Yes. That's right, you were still awake. I thought I'd stuck it somewhere."

"No way. I remember you coming to work, huh? But I've done what I have to do."

"... that's right, you don't stare, Lieutenant. I'll keep my mouth shut for Alfi."

"Do that. If you don't eat, you'll get rid of the man."

The line said as if not badly, somewhat lowered to the upper couch. Few people were already around, and Levere had begun to clean it up thoroughly with the small-time use.

"Are we the only ones awake?

"Right. I'm in this situation too, but I enjoyed it a lot. The offerings are all interesting and eye-catching. All the whores are beautiful, and all the others have their goods. I would have stumbled on about one without Alfi too... no, it was a silence.

But if this is a trap, we're wiped out. We'll just be poisoned by our meals and our drinks and we'll be gone. "

"Even if all the whores are assassins who were planted. You know there's a whorehouse like that too?

"No. That's what happens when everyone gets alarmed in the bunk?

"Well, the guy who gets hit with that would be a mess of colors, or at least second-rate. That's what I mean. Then our mercenary regiment doesn't have much of a real top notch either. Venn's guy was awake after drinking too much, but how many other guys are keeping their identities - oh, so I have no idea they're top notch."

At the end of the line's gaze, Elsia and Gail. Plus there was a primuze who seemed to have fun talking to them.

"Well, have you two experienced the battlefield yet? In the same year as me?

"Ouch! I've been there already, what, 10?

"Hang on, orc or goblin anyway, though it would be a good and trent exorcism. A mercenary with a sword will be the first to receive it. I'm not going into battle, that kind of thing."

"Shut up. They're telling me to follow the order, so you can't help it!?

"It's not a good idea for Rosetta. How long have you been so submissive? Why don't you stick it on your collar?

"What no?

Primse was smiling, smiling at both of them who were about to be perilous soon.

"But it must be on the battlefield, right? Then no matter how easy it is, it will always be an experience.

What a decade of hands-on learning I've had, so glad to finally be of service. It's so fresh because I can't talk to people my age. "

"Wait, ten years? How long have you been working as a whore?

"? I'm 4, anything?

Both Elsia and Gail were flabbergasted by Primuse's words. But Primuse was only talking. Not a single shade can be seen in that expression.

"Me, it's you. It was in the alley ditch that this hall broke me down. I worked downstairs in this hall when I was tempted, and I'd rather be honored to take care of you until you fried me in water. Because only the chosen one can work here. I really appreciate you working so hard to teach me how to do this."

"But you're going to deal with a guy and get paid, right? Don't you hate it?

"Absolutely. No, they say it's still quick to pick up those customers, but even if it does, I won't regret it. I feel comfortable saying this to the two of you who are mercenaries, but I really don't feel like living until I hurt people. Then I wonder how much happier it would be to be able to heal people and live, even if in a world of light they would despise you as a whore.

That's why you're never making fun of mercenaries, so don't get me wrong, okay?

Elsia and Gail were somehow embarrassed by Primuse turning a smile. Because I wasn't trying to go down the mercenary road thinking that far. Again, Elsia had some admirable emotion for Primse, wondering if she was really her daughter around the same age, and Gail turned red and looked at Primse.

Continued