The Branded Female Fencer

After the crisis in Tarram had left, Liliam was returning to his private residence during the chores. I have my own office at the vigilante headquarters, and I can take a nap, but Cassandra told me to take a break because I had no work to do, and I retreated. If you ask me, I negotiated a reward with the Karazel Cavalry after last night's Oak raid, and haven't slept for two nights, from the cheap and city damage of each guild leader, to the aftermath of the handicap, to the safety checks of neighboring towns and villages. It's moving because I'm nervous, but it was obvious that it was time to limit it.

Can't you defy demands after you decide to rest, thoughts are asking for sleep as soon as possible? If I was alarmed, I would have fallen asleep in the carriage home.

"I guess I'm old. I didn't know the limit would come in about two nights all night."

"You're in a position to be concerned, so you can't help it?

Skinnis, who serves as your master, is the opponent who fought with Elsia in the arena. Skinny not only fights in the arena from time to time, he also receives indoor requests for anything as a mercenary. Even if not, fighters have also become contracts that are forcibly incorporated into the vigilante in the event of a Tarram emergency, but Skinnis was even more special among them or engaged in chores within the vigilante. And now he's the one who sends Liliam home.

For the first time in a long time, Lilliam had a view of the outside landscape.

"Well. Sure, I've been packing roots here lately. Especially since that mercenary group arrived."

"Is that Jaeger? It was a series of incidents."

"Really. Something happens every day in Tarram, but it was just a big case. Competition in the arena, the demon king noise that happened there, the emergence of giant warcraft and fog, the emergence of the great army of oaks. I'd like to beg your pardon."

"Do you want to kick Jaeger out? Aren't you a plague god?"

"That's not what I do. I'm gonna get some sleep, so wake me up when you get there."

Copy that, sir.

That's what I said. There was a smile on Lilliam's face. It sure was tough, but I also think it was kind of fun. I think the journey with Alphilis will be interesting. I got upset thinking about that, and the carriage woke up with one big shake. Looking out the window, the private residence is already close. But then Lilliam felt uncomfortable. The location of the private residence is taught only to Cassandra within the vigilante. It is not that I do not trust the vigilantes, but it is Liliam's idea that the private residence should be completely disconnected from his work. I said run on this side, but I was going to stop and walk along the way. If there's a tail, I'll put it all together there, and how does this Skinny know where the private residence is?

Liliam spoke to Skinnis as he put his hand on his lower back sword.

"Skinny, how far are you going to run the carriage? We're past the designated location, aren't we?

"Skinny?

Surprised by the unresponsive skinnies, Liliam saw your seat. Skinny, who was supposed to be sitting there, was freshly stabbed to death by a sword in his heart. Only the horses didn't understand that your man was dead, or they kept running.

Liliam jumped off the carriage when asked instantly what was going on outside. Hide yourself in the alley and ask around, but there are no killings or strange signs. The corner of the luxury residential area is also sparsely populated, and if anyone goes through it, that's all you can see the signs. I lurked my breath and asked around, but I can't feel any strange signs.

"(Well, the accuracy isn't the same as that of the sensors... but now, should I go back to my private residence or somewhere else? That's a long way from a vigilante jam. Then should I go to my private residence and send someone)"

When Lilliam made up his mind, he started moving as quickly as possible. Moving as a shadow, he cared about the surrounding tail, while aiming for a private residence somewhat far away. Though I saw some people along the way, there was nothing strange about it, and it was Liliam who eventually reached his private residence without any danger whatsoever.

Speaking of slightly clapping, yes, but Liliam wore a robe deep enough to gently enter the private residence through the back door. There was Aquino, the chief servant entrusted with the administration of the mansion. Aquino was surprised by the suspicious man who suddenly came into the hall, but was surprised twice when he realized it was the owner of the hall.

"Well, your husband? How did you get through the back door?"

"I could have been tailed. So just in case. Looks like he was worried."

Liliam threw it loosely at Aquino when she took off her robe. When Aquino, a small, middle-aged woman, received it with a familiar hand, she offered it water at the same time. It's my usual behavior when I return to my private residence, but it's been a relationship since I built my private residence a few years ago. I appreciated the presence of Aquino, who would have everything I needed without saying anything.

Liliam drank the water and skipped the instructions to Aquino as he walked.

"I'll put out a use for Cassandra just in case. I need you to arrange a place for me to rest and issue a warrant for a few trusted vigilantes to drop by. I'd like three at the same time, if possible. Can you?"

"That's okay, but all three of them?

"Yeah, I can't deny the possibility that the enemy is keeping an eye on this place from the outside. But you don't think it's a large number of people. Then give me a three-man preaching order, and one will get there."

"Okay. I'll arrange it right away."

Aquino ran off once, and Liliam headed to her private room. I'll make a few bare gestures as I check the condition of the sword along the way. My body is heavy, but my sword is not pretty bad. When I walked into my private room and finished dressing, Aquino just about knocked on the door.

"Sir, we have arranged a message."

"Yes, it's fast and helpful."

"By the way, what do you do with the hot tub? If you haven't already, I'll be ready."

"No, I'll stop. I just want to wipe the sweat, so get ready. All you have to do is prepare a meal to take. As soon as Cassandra picks you up, we'll move."

"So how about just a little snack while you're preparing? I brought you something simple."

"That's very sweet of you."

When I opened the door, Aquino had bread and wine, and dried meat in his hand. It's a less intoxicating one, and it's Lilliam's favorite sweet drink. My head turns when I mouth something sweet when I'm tired. Liliam was relieved that he was a dependable servant.

And as he mouthed the snack, Fu Liliam had noticed and called Aquino with a ring bell.

Continued