The Branded Female Fencer

"You're the guide?

"It's a foundine. I wonder if we met yesterday."

Fundaine smiled and asked for a handshake, but the layer did not respond. I can pull in the hand that Fondaine put out with her face in trouble.

"You don't have to be so hostile. Did I do something?

"It's just the side that's supposed to guide us. You don't need to get used to each other, do you?

"You'll need a greeting spot. You don't know where the same mercenaries meet, do you?

"Then all you have to do is get close."

"Stiff kid. Well, fine, because I'm supposed to show you to Dart's. I've been asked to finish him off, too."

"You mean you can help me?

"It depends on the situation. If you want to fight alone, you can give in. I don't have a grudge against someone else who darts, and that's the end of the request if someone will put a stop to it. It's not like I'm going to give you a special reward. And..."

"It's hard to breathe with people you don't know. Isn't it easier to do whatever you want with each other?

"- Right. Exactly."

The foundation seemed stuck in words for a moment, but the layer didn't care why. The gaze of Fundaine I see today was no different from that of a normal human being, and the layers could only think for a moment and push it into the edge of their head, wondering what was the gaze that I had previously felt murderous. Perhaps this foundine is irreplaceable. Besides, you shouldn't count on Bandras. This time alone, I have to deal with a magician so hand-worked that I've never fought before. He thinks about dealing with magicians and has some lectures at Jaeger and instruction from Renatica, but he doesn't always know what will happen.

Layers were already gearing up to fight the darts, increasing their concentration. Behind it, he didn't even realize that Fondaine was nodding her tongue, with a calm look on her face.

Jake was thinking while summarizing what happened on this expedition in his report. Usually this is the end of the expedition. The evil spirits that nest in Tarram crusade safely, and all they have to do is return. However, in the face of the unsolicited situation in which the great army of oaks surrounded Tarham, the Knights of the Temple had been asked to respond with difficulty.

Tarrum is a free city, but it's unlikely that Arnelia has the option of abandoning it any more than it is not involved. However, when asked what they can do with just about 50 people, a single breakthrough is the limit at best.

The surrounding branches are already seeking reinforcements through the Demon of Use. Just about a day to get to the city where there is an army. From there, he negotiated with the army, put the army together, and set out with minimal food, about five days until his arrival. I was expected to have a long way to go.

Alphilis and the others set up an army of oaks last night, but they were astonishingly unresponsive and vice versa creepy. Demons and subspecies are sometimes born with subspecies called kings (lords) and dominant species (masters), many with special powers and rich in charisma. They may form a detachment party to attack villages and travellers, and if they are led, they may become demon kings, but forming a large legion so far is rare in history. It is also very rare to understand strategy, tactics, as human beings do, no matter how intelligent Lords are. The most troubling thing about setting up a power reconnaissance is an unresponsive opponent. If you intimidate me and I don't react, I can't hit my next hand. This is the basis of military law, but it is very difficult to practice in the field. The conclusion was that the Orcs have a very powerful leader more than the Demon King equivalent.

And reports of objects indicate that there is movement in the army of oaks. What should be done to those who are likely to move this evening is that Ultina has now left for consultation. In Ultina's reading, it was a reasonable assumption that the vigilante and Jaeger, coupled with the swordsmen, etc. would make a breakthrough with the opponent's load. In the meantime the city of Tarram will be defenseless, but whether that is a good thing or not. It is Ultina's reading that it will be the only city with inadequate city walls and not suitable for defensive lines.

Then Jake and the other knights thought that the citizens' sacrifice was inevitable, but I can't think of any other measures. And wherever Marduk went at this time, he was not in the inn. I'm not saying I don't seem to know what's going on because I'm only telling Ultina that I'll leave the rest to her, but as far as Ultina's puzzled face goes, I guess it's an unplanned action. What is in this city where evil spirits are supposed to be gone? Jake couldn't help but worry about it earlier. And I don't feel like the odd killings and signs are inside, not outside the city.

Jake, who couldn't stand it, decided to go outside with only his sword when he took his seat.

Continued