The Branded Female Fencer

In the midst of qualifying for the Unified Martial Arts Games, the Continental Peace Conference was approaching the day when the Conference would be held. There is good reason why this meeting was held on a date halfway through which the qualifications would be held. For one thing, the holding of this meeting is set at seven days in principle, but first of all the agenda will undoubtedly be prolonged because this one is disputed.

In view of the fact that it once took up to 14 days for the conference, it was also possible to schedule a longer Unified Martial Arts Games competition. It is also relevant that the dates and combinations of this battle will not be announced.

On the other hand, although the number of qualifying participants is the largest ever, it is predicted that there will naturally be a large number of people with unpredictable plans, such as assassins, among those who do not know their names. Most would be able to catch them beforehand, but in the qualifying venue there were competitors waiting for their turn, rather the action of leaving the venue was more pronounced.

Those who move away from the qualifying venue where they will be paid a lot of money if they break through the qualifying round will be more thoroughly alerted by the mouthless. If any suspicious person approached the conference hall, it would have been an immediate measure of restraint.

On the basis of such an idea, the Continental Peace Conference was to coincide with the morning of the second day of the qualifying round. The feast was held late yesterday, but just as the heads of mission are in shape and coming to this meeting. Approximately 70 countries participating in the conference are recognised as states and have the economic power to squeeze out the costs necessary to run the conference.

Only Ray fans of Krums and King Swendle of Romansland, plus Miriazal, the Virgin of Arnelia, had yet to show up in a country with the power to be at the centre of it.

Even if the kings who were the Lord did not gather, a peace conference would be held. But it was regarded as little courtesy and common sense for a country that was late to speak. In other words, each mission enters the venue by the day before because of the deadly nature of the delay itself. And it is customary for the host country to make sure that their hospitality is adequate.

I still have time to hold the meeting, but if the Virgin, the organizer, appeared, the meeting would have been customarily held. I mean, if Miriazal got out now, Romansland would virtually lose his say, but Miriazal was bitterly watching this situation from behind the scenes.

"Miranda, can't Romansland arrive yet?

"Yes, I didn't expect you to come by such means. There are lookouts in the accommodation within 100 km of the perimeter, but last night's report shows no shadows or shapes at all in Romansland. If we hold a meeting like this..."

"None would make it difficult for us to have it. It would be noisy to say to us in an internationally disadvantaged position whether we intend to give them the opportunity to speak out"

Miranda accidentally cursed Miriazal for his words.

"I'd like to say which mouth is flattering about keeping the war from me, but the thick-faced shameless is synonymous with Romans Land. You're going to make me angry and monotonize the way this one came out. You'll lose on the ride."

"That's not what I used to teach you. I know you won't tell me."

It was Miranda who was slightly upset when she was told back, but at that time the eight o'clock in the morning was ringing. There is only a moment left before the meeting is held.

"I don't have any ginger. We can't delay the event just to take account of that country. If they fail to do so in time, they shall be allowed to participate by imposing appropriate penalties. Never pay up front, do you?

"You have no choice."

As soon as Miranda sighed unhappy, Elsa came into the room.

"I will report, you see the messenger from Romansland!

"Huh? What was the lookout doing when a sudden visit was told? You're not welcoming your neighbor home, are you? Guest hospitality needs to be appropriately prepared."

"No, that's... there's a rider in the sky."

Miriazal reacted perfectly to Elsa's report.

"I see. Did you fly in a flying dragon without making a relay point from your own country? If so, it would be quicker than any report. How many rides have you been on?

"That's... at least, 500 rides"

"What the hell!?

Miranda raised her voice of surprise and anger. The number of missions is limited. We have been notified in advance to include up to 20 people, including escorts, in order to prepare for the event. From ignoring that, you will have boarded in a regiment of battalion sizes. It's not against the law, but it's definitely a lack of consideration and courtesy. And coming from the sky, there is no stopping it now.

And Miriazal, who had a bad feeling, asked Elsa.

"Until then when it seems like the country. I'm not sure I'm willing to boob the war on this occasion, but... is the leading Fei Long a fine man?

"Yes, a large flying dragon leads the way by about 10 horsemen. Especially the flying dragon near the center."

"I see. Not at the embassy, King Swendle flew himself across the Flying Dragon. This is a big deal."

One word of Miriazal caused everyone on the spot to change their complexion. No matter how many messengers you send, the King of Reputation has come aboard himself these days, saying that there has been little diplomacy. (i) From the turmoil, there was no doubt that the meeting would be havoc.

Continued