The Branded Female Fencer

Noticed such an ecla, Muse speaks up too.

"Raise your face, Ekla. That's not Ediod's minister right now. You won't have to hang your head on me."

"Ha. But"

"It's the princess's word. Listen to me honestly here."

"Until Father."

Even Hausen embarrassed Ekla, but the surprise of the hosts was not there.

"(Father!? So you're not the daughter of Chancellor Hausen?

"(What do you mean? The Chancellor's daughter is a mercenary?

"(I hear Jaeger is traveling from various places. Isn't that what this is about?

"(Nevertheless, the daughter of the Prime Minister for a moment)"

The venue defied Ekla's remarks again, but Muse and Alphilis continued to talk with no concern.

"And you didn't think to say no to my invitation, did you? I was going to be quite cordial as far as I was concerned. Or will the lords come closer than me?

"Ha, sorry. I had an appointment."

"Oh my God. You're jealous of being valued over me. By the way, may I ask who it is?

"I'm sorry. The contract doesn't allow me to say that until the last minute. But as I've contacted you, I'll select a handyman from my men to escort you. Please forgive me. Aerial here will take the lead. Aeri, greet Her Majesty Queen Muse."

"Thank you for your hard work, Wonder Aerial, as I know there are many times when you are not very polite in the countryside"

Aerial stepped forward and bowed his head. It's a great advance compared to when you came out of the prairie and didn't know a single thank you, but I don't think this is enough for a royal opponent. Alphilis and Lisa also coached hard, but I was anxious to see how far they could go in production because they just nodded with a difficult face, whether Aerial knew or not, but was it too much of a point?

Even Muse was surprised by the next name of the Horsemen he heard, as if to blow away the apprehension of Alphilis, who was annoying in his heart.

"Alexandria's lead knight, Lord Diore!

Everyone on the field turned around the entrance. And whosoever is on this continent, there is none whose name not even a child knows. He is a spiritual knight with only a few living legends and on the continent, one of two knights to crown the master title, the highest as a knight, and a female knight Diore, arguably the symbol of Alexandria, the kingdom of knights.

It was said that Alexandria has always fought on your front line in order to border the untouched frontiers of mankind, and that the central political arena has not even appeared in the internal affairs of the country for quite some time. No one even heard rumors that Diore was coming to the Continental Peace Conference.

Muse must have been surprised by this too. He hid his mouth with a fan in his hand so that he wouldn't read his expression. Hausen ears softly.

"Dear Muse, did you know the visit of Lord Diore?

"No, there was no such story on my information network either. Is that right?

"As Chief of Mission, the Minister had asked who was coming. I was Lord Barotelli, the Foreign Minister, so I thought it would be relatively easy to handle, but this changes the story. Does Master Muse know Lord Diore?

"Only once before adulthood. I was under the impression that he was quite harsh and intelligent, depending on what he seemed..."

A large crowd embarked on a glimpse of that diore, which I had only seen once even in the muse. There was a woman who walked wide in its eyes with the knights of flexion. A step ago a minister whose minister is seen as baroteric was walking, but apparently he can't stand this atmosphere. I could see him walking in a shabby foothold, nervous enough to see in the distance and sweating massively.

And Diore at the time, but beside him, he looked as young as only Lord Barotelli's daughter could see. One or two smaller heads than the others, with twin-tailed dark brown hair shaking. Now I didn't even look pathetic enough to pass by as a noble princess if I wore a dress, but strong eyes and stretched spines that I couldn't be afraid of on this occasion. And he solidified himself in collared knight clothing, and a number of shining medals on his chest showed that he was a high-ranking knight as if he were different from what he looked like. Now we don't know which is the chief of the public envoy.

Now Diore was whispering and advising Lord Barotelli.

"Walk with more confidence and dignity, Lord Barotelli. This time the Chief of Mission is you. In that attitude, let us be insulted by others before we negotiate."

"Ugh... it would be more impossible to order if you told me to walk with you. So I offered to give it to you, like the Chief of Mission."

"It was more than 50 years ago that I was ordained Prime Minister. If you are also the Minister for Foreign Affairs, it is even more before that. Diplomacy is not possible for me after a long time away from central politics, and you are more qualified. Besides, I would hardly be able to attend a peace conference either. I have something to do."

"Oh, it's a total poverty lottery. How can I look at you like this?"

Diore laughed bitterly at Barotelli, who expressed his dissatisfaction over this period. It's been a long time since I've been told this.

"If you were also a messenger of the Continental Peace Conference, it would be an honor. If you achieve results here, you will also congratulate the King on his memory. It's about refining."

Diore consoled Barotelli with those words, and he looked to the crowd without alarm. It's been a long time since I've had a face in the diplomatic arena, but it's also a place I've experienced many times before. There was no slight tension.

But even though I can't help but not a single face I found out, I don't deny I miss you. I remember that many people used to have a more rugged look, but is it because the continent is at peace that there is no such person, or has there been more outrage? Almost all of those strangers look at themselves intrigued. I saw all the expressions of interest, envy, and they all seemed to be in awe of me.

Of course, I'm happy with that in itself, but I'm afraid the people here know they're negotiators, and depending on the situation, they're going to be competitors with national interests. I thought this one was going to get out of my mind if there were so many people who lacked tension, but I noticed that Diore had some faces looking at this one with expressions other than interest and envy.

I found a face in it that I thought I knew, so I told Barotelli I was leaving and came off the line. I'm not sure if the most tense, right-handed right leg sounded baroteric at the same time.

It was in Muse's place that Diore headed straight with his feet.

Continued