The Branded Female Fencer

Sure, I was a strong man, but I don't really feel like I lost to Elsia. Rather than being strong, I felt very used to fighting. Regardless if you lose to skilled or rigid warriors, the fact that you lost to the same generation of women was beating Elsia. Elsia was so angry and depressed that she couldn't even argue with Gail's irony.

And it was the girl who defeated Elsia who walked there. Behind him Daron also carries a surprisingly gigantic woman. Gail jumped by accident, too, but no matter how you look at it, it's two heads bigger than Rosetta's. The woman with the back length so far was a good giant to say I wouldn't look at first.

"If you're a fighter there"

"... what?"

Elsia looked up for the first time since she was called upon. I gave the giant woman a look of surprise for a moment, but she didn't even seem to impress her depressed heart as much. But the fighter who defeated Elsia seemed intrigued by Elsia.

"What's your name?

"When you name it, name it from yourself."

"Oh, my God, you're such a busy woman."

A giant woman tried to poke little Elsia, but a little woman stopped it.

"Shut up, Oona. Excuse me, my name is Satyra and I belong to Muller's Steel Soldier. What's your name again?

"It's Elsia from Jaeger."

"Elsia, that sounds good."

Satyra looked at Elsia and smiled, signaling to Oona with her gaze. Oona seemed slightly dissatisfied, but took one piece of wood out of the bag she was responsible for on its back and gave it to Elsia.

"What's this?

"If it's the way Elsia fights, you'd better choose a material that does more, albeit a wooden sword. It's wood you can take in the north, called gray oak. We should cut this off and get ready for tomorrow's women's division."

"The women's department? You want me to paint you with shame?

Elsia stared at Satyra, but Satyra shook her head and denied it.

"Stop humiliating yourself. You're not even that weak, and if you're young, you'd better get more experience. Years and battlefield experience?

"I'm 15. A year and a little after I got out on the battlefield."

"I'm 16, but my experience on the battlefield spans 10 years. Experience is more difficult than anything else. Good master and companion, and I hope you'll be blessed with the battlefield. Grow up and you'll see A-level mercenaries."

Being praised by the person who defeated herself felt odd to Elsia.

"Hmm, that's what they bought me. So, what's good for you when I show up?

"You come on!

"It's okay, Una."

When Satyra took control of Oona, she had already turned her back on Elsia.

"It's up to you to do what you do. I just want to see more strong mercenaries. This is like a hobby, defeating a stronger opponent. I just want to be stronger. I wish I were a woman. I'm a woman, too."

"Weird guy."

"My father often tells me the same thing. I'm going to be in the women's division, and I'm going to be in Oona over here. Strength is as good as mine, and I'd like to fight you again myself"

"I will if I feel like it."

Elsia waved flickering, but her gaze had already fallen on the wood in her hand. It is obvious what to do.

And as Daron remembered, he was clapping his hands.

"That giant body, and Muller's steel soldier. You did hear of such mercenaries recently. He must have been the daughter of Captain Doddo, one of the deputy captains."

"So, from the tone of voice, the smaller one just now is the captain? You didn't look so different from us, did you?

"I guess so. Dodo is very childish, but I have heard that all of them are first-rate mercenaries. Elsia was unlucky. If you're the captain of Muller's Iron and Steel, you're also the highest-ranked mercenary in Class A. Even if you can't hold the sword and get fat in a little bit of a year..."

"I don't like it."

When Elsia held the wood, she stood up completely to deny Daron's words. There is no depressing appearance on that face already.

"I'll win it up with the women's division tomorrow. And I'm gonna blow that bitch up."

"You're feeling better."

"Naturally. I'll have this wood sharpened by the layers. Where's that layer?

"It was a qualifying round at the same time, wasn't it? It's time to come back..."

"Did you call?

"Of!

Gail was suddenly surprised to hear from the layers from behind. He's poking the layers small, asking me to let him do about footsteps.

"With"

"So don't turn off your footsteps! How'd it go with you? I can't break through the qualifying round. But you knocked one or so?

"I managed to break through the qualifying round."

"That's right, I figured... yeah!?

Gail was sincerely surprised. That would be true, too, of all the qualifying today, the layer is the third breakthrough. Dorothy in the morning, no one but the line has broken through the qualifying round.

Even though it's still noon, Jaeger's mercenaries are in every group so much that they're in. Those with the highest rank as mercenaries, or mercenaries as captains, have barely made it out yet, but nearly 200 have fallen so far. Gail hadn't even thought of joking about the layers breaking through in it.

But it was Elsia that fell above Gail.

Continued