The Branded Female Fencer

"Greetings, Gergeda. I didn't know you were going to hit me all of a sudden."

"Oh, my God, isn't that Zerver? Suddenly it's worse to get close behind your back."

"Hey, chiseled redhead! What are you doing to our captain?

"Ugh, imo woman! Shit. Reduce the scabbard under that makeup and then say no!

"Hey, it doesn't matter how many scumbags you have!

"Dorothy, you're being taken by the balls."

Dunda stops Dorothy from trying to jump on Gergeda. Sakaba's rubbing is a routine tea meal, but it's not a good idea to spread rubbing within the Blackhawks to the public. Dunda is also used to it, as it is usual for Dorothy to be made fun of by Gergeda.

Gergeda was feeling a little distracted as she disgusted herself toward Dorothy as if she hadn't grown since she got to know her. And behind Zerver, even to rare people.

"It's not Lieutenant Quiet. It's unusual for you guys to be together."

"I'm out of time, Mr. Gergeda"

The young man bowed with a pebble. Slightly smaller, this young man is one of the best in the Blackhawks. He said he was from some mountain hunting ethnicity, but he was a really good young man, and he was struggling with a common language at first, but now, more than five years after joining the regiment, he was born to the deputy captain of Squad Three. It also shows attention to elderly people in the regiment who do not seem to be from roughly the border, and that is no exception to Gergeda. He's a worthless opponent to tease if you try to be Gergeda, but he didn't have any evil impressions of this young man who always remembers to deliver.

"Quiet, good to say hello, but of course you must have brought something interesting, right?

"Of course it is. He says it's a liquor he makes in the west, but he's good, so I've got a few bottles. One for Mr. Gergeda."

"Just don't worry about it. It's very different from some imo woman."

"Say it yet!

"Fair enough. That's what Mr. Gergeda's men were looking for, isn't it? I got a call order and I can't find the captain."

"Hmm? Well... well, I've been thinking. I'll be back at them in a little while. It's not an emergency call, is it?

"That's true, though. Well, we're gonna end up here too."

When Zerver sat the members properly, he ordered a proper meal. When Zerver sat down with Gergeda, he asked Gergeda questions, slightly lowering his voice.

"What's up, Gergeda, not even like you. You're not supposed to be the kind of guy who allows his opponent to approach from behind at any given time. What happened? What happened?

"I don't know, why don't you ask Max's bastard?

"What do you mean?

"You don't have to know a guy who's serious about you. Instead, what I'm asking is, does this mean that we're all going to join the war?

"Oh, at the request of the Free Trade Federation. We're heading north to stop the invasion of Romansland. They're calling out to a good number of mercenaries. Castle attackers saw him on his way to the Karatzel Cavalry. We've all been called to the team. Tarram doesn't have a relay point, and he was going to be somewhat of a rendezvous point, but he didn't think there was a big army of oaks. If the Karatzel Cavalry hadn't kicked in, we'd have left too."

"Hmm. Well, it's like an enclave, and I don't think they're seriously going to occupy it. If that's what you're thinking, there's gonna be a setback. I don't know if Tarram is up for defense."

"I don't know that much. The problem is that the sudden attack on Tarham is likely to increase our chances of going to war. If we stick together a little more, we'll be able to pull out even better conditions."

"You totally got the idea of a mercenary, too, Xerver. I prefer you."

"I'm not happy."

Gergeda dumped the distracted liquor, pouring the Quiet liquor and stirring it up all at once. Sure, this is delicious. If there was such liquor on the western side of the continent, I thought my next destination would be like a decided one.

We needed to put an end to this war to do so, but we thought we should do something about the foundines before then. Gergeda saw. The foundine was certainly blowing up when that priest had an explosion. The woman was stunned while her upper body was only blown away. The scale of the explosion was too great to reach the end, but that woman was sure she was alive. Besides, there must have been another one in that place. Until he figured out who it was, Gergeda had no intention of allowing Zerver or Max to care.

Continued