The Branded Female Fencer

"Unless you give it to me, there's a chance that the coup will take me in. Is that what this is all about?

"We don't have any coverage of what happens to the coup movement."

"Okay. Then I'll compete in this Unified Martial Arts Games."

"What?... Ha ha. It's hard for them to get their hands on it if they stand out, is that what you're after? But do you remember that you are a great sinner in the country? If they care, they can force you."

"How about that? How do you prove I'm the same person as the big sinners in your country? I'm not a great knight, I'm a mercenary."

Evran laughed out of the blue as the line spread its hand and emptied it.

"Hey, what an envy to be thick there! You can't imitate me."

"I can't get as hungry as you, either. Worst case scenario, even if I don't cooperate with you guys, you're gonna let me swim and fish out the coup? You admired me. I don't know what to say, but I don't feel any respect."

"This was... an admiration, back in the day. And if you go back to being a knight, you'll still admire it. But I'm not interested in the mercenary position. What can you say you can protect with such a thing? I'm proud of a knight."

I felt like Rhine was the first person to hear the truth about Ibran. Surely it wouldn't be a lie that I admired who I was. Because the very thought of the sturdy is just like what it once was.

"Well, sure, I used to, too. But mercenaries are mercenaries, and working for something that doesn't make sense in a big country, or protecting someone's life next door, is a good thing.

Mercenaries are more of a bunch of people doing it to try something than just to defend something. I guess that's the part where you don't care. "

"Hmm, mouth like I found out. Apparently there are no more knights I admired. That's good, but I won't allow him to be disillusioned. Win at best."

"Absolutely. Tell everyone I'm leaving at best. If you do anything to our people, I won't forgive you."

"I don't think the coup will exactly imitate Alexandria's honor, either."

Ibran replied offensively, leaving with the knight behind him. Rhine often stayed on the spot, wondering if Cowen would ever come out, just as he slowly smoked when he made sure no one was there, putting his thoughts to his hometown and Diore.

"Yes!? Will the vice president also compete in the Unified Martial Arts Games?

"What, is something wrong?

"'Cause Captain Alphilis gave it to you from Arnelia, and you gave up your seed rights from the main battle, didn't you? Why now?"

"Ugh, I changed my mood. Just sign up."

"Ha, that's fine... but now we're going to qualify, right? It starts early tomorrow morning. Didn't you have a job?

"I don't have a structure. You, stand on the scene a little bit instead of me, there's good, and alternate tell me to be a little more polite there. 'Cause I can handle that."

"Such impotence. Well, I'll keep registering."

Rhine was forcing members to work at the Unified Martial Arts Games reception to register their names. I hope I slowly sprinkled the cigarette, because the dance slave I carried on my back pointed out the impending reception deadline and came in a hurry. And it turns out that I passed the deadline a little bit, and I was just forced to say it and get screwed.

"So, how many of us are going to qualify?

"Are you 20,000 people?"

"Huh? How did you end up with such a bunch of idiots?

"Then a unified martial arts tournament is a good opportunity for officers. It is a good opportunity to assert its strength directly to national envoys and, if it is bad, to royalty. Nearly a thousand qualifying boundaries are available this time around, and maybe 5,000 people are serious, minus the likes of Objective Playing Mountain? Even if I just checked, there were a bunch of Class B and Class A mercenaries registered, and it's hard to break through the qualifying round.

Besides, the venue doesn't seem to have enough referees anyway, so we usually do one-on-one win-out fights, but we plan to put them together and qualify in a group fight. Unless there's a difference in strength, you're half lucky. "

"Ugh... you, it's tomorrow's combination..."

As the line abruptly lurked her voice, the team shook her head to the side in a panic.

"Oh, no. No matter how many deputy directors you have, you can't do that. Arnelia and the Alliance are more or less involved in management. No squid."

"Do something about it. Wow, what if I hit a strong guy?"

"I don't know! Isn't it like the Deputy Director is against the rules in the first place? I feel sorry for them."

"Idiot! But if I lose, I'm not an expatriate!

"You deserve it, don't you?

They said it was too often, but Arnelia's officials called the team, so they got nothing. The line dripped and was taken by a slightly shudder-faced dance slave and returned to prepare for the next morning.

And the backers involved in the Unified Martial Arts Games were the real deal from there. Because there were far more qualifying entrants than expected, there was a possibility that the venue would not be available in time, the number of referees would be secured, and the day would be guided. It was going to be necessary to prepare all night from now on in order to finalize the combination and so on from the registration deadline in order to meet the fairness.

"As soon as the combination is decided, write it in turn and stick it at the entrance to the qualifying venue! That way you can add one after the other even when the qualifying starts!

"We are currently preparing 8 qualifying venues, but that is beautiful! The qualifying round is over in three days. Whatever you do, secure double the venue and referee!

"It is impossible to give notice to qualifying contestants. If you don't make it to the qualifying start time, disqualify automatically."

"What if you complain?

"If there are too many people who can't make it in time, I'll think of a remedy later!

"Did you arrange for an ambulance? Tomorrow there will be so many injured that only the Temple Knights and the Sisters of the surrounding Knights will be able to make it. Did you even ask a Gloria student?

Several mercenaries were blurring at the site of a conference, a workshop that gradually turned into an iron fire.

"We wanted to qualify too."

"You can't help it. It's going to be like a battle within the regiment, and unless the commander has special circumstances for mercenaries below the D-level, you've reached a point where you don't want to do it this time. Besides, do you think we can fight and win warriors like Lieutenant Rhine and Captain Daron and Captain Aerial? It's just monsters, that's all."

"That's right, but come on, festivals are important to attend, right? I hear the kids in the regiment will join us."

"Is that Gail or Elsia? Even if they're children, they're playing in action. It's special. You're not gonna enjoy the festival without your life, are you? And don't get paid enough for not risking your life on the back. There were a lot of other strong guys coming. I thought some of them were like the ones I saw in the arrangement."

"Amnesty often comes out during peace conferences. Isn't that what you're after?

Mercenaries looked bitter just because they couldn't believe it.

"I think amnesty is dangerous the other way around because it makes Gala worse. I want you to be involved in policing."

"That's what the knights of Arnelia will do. More than that, you, just before the deadline for reception, long haired swordsman, you see?

"I haven't seen it, is that it?

One member speaks with excitement.

"She was beautiful like she wasn't even in our regiment. No, our regiment's a lot of beauties, isn't it? When I first belonged to Jaeger, I thought," How happy am I? "He was carrying two swords that didn't fit his back."

"You can't wield two great swords with the power of a woman, not to mention Captain Rosetta. You don't remember his name? If you're so beautiful, I'd like to see your face."

"Uh, I just wrote your name. I think it was here early tomorrow, but... oh, here it is."

"How many... 'Titania'? Oh, this isn't worth looking at."

Ask the throwaway mercenary a question from another companion.

"Why not?

"There's no such thing as a woman swordsman named the legendary sword emperor. You're the one who sells names. He's a skank or a crook at best."

"That sounds like a good idea. But really, the beauty is the beauty, right?

"Yes, yes, I'll go check it out if I have time."

Did the heat cool all at once, the conversation ended once there. They concentrated on the work, but it did say Titania there, the registered weapon was a great sword.

Continued