The Branded Female Fencer

"Alphilis, do you care? You're my escort, aren't you?

"Oh, I'm sorry. I've been thinking about what's coming."

"Any good ideas?

"No, nothing clear for now. Besides, I'm an escort. It's your husband, Ray, who obeys the fans' orders."

Alphilis complimented him, but Ray fans threw a cold eye at Alphilis.

"Hair, you didn't think that earlier, it just sounds disgusting. Besides, I told you to ask for a staff officer, didn't I?

"I'm thinking about hair tips, right?

"You answer honestly there. Well, fine, do you have a buddy you can move now?

In response to Ray Fan's inquiry, Alphilis responded with a tinge. Presumably Ray fans will think the same thing about themselves. Upon returning to the holding room reserved for Krums, Alphilis and Rayfan consulted Rayfan to make sure the soundproofing magic was working.

"Should I keep an eye on Romansland's movements?

"Exactly. What did you think of Romansland's move?

Alphilis answers Ray Fan's question instantly.

"I just think you've come out to sabotage the meeting. I thought you meant it at first when the king came out, but the king might be the one to distract you if he did bad. The most effective way to disrupt a meeting is to ram up a mission and a false accompanying army."

"I'm most afraid of that, too. It would be imperative to be isolated internationally if we were to go out into such barbarism, but the heads of State are also here. Together, if we kill them all, the countries of the east will lose their brains at once.

No, it's probably only a matter of distrust recruiting while we can't work with each other's countries. Even if Romansland were to cause this, it would be a concrete indication of the danger of bringing the heads of state together in the name of a peace conference. "

"You mean crush the peace conference itself? It's hard to think of going that far into forceful means, but it could be someone that common sense doesn't work for. We have to prevent Romansland from going wild at all costs.

By the way, from what I hear, it's a flying dragon ride in Romansland, equivalent to a squadron of infantry. If I do, can I assume that the Attaché's fighting power is three divisions?

"If they were all visible, they would be. But maybe he's still lurking nearby. No matter how much the Temple Knights of Arnelia, if the Romansland 500 Horsemen of the Flying Dragon ravaged the city, there would be considerable damage.

Of course Arnelia will be working by now, but I don't fully trust Arnelia. We're us, we'll need to keep an eye on their movements and their aim, won't we?

Ray Fan's concerns were overwhelming. Krums' weakness is not to have a powerful pawn. Though there is a back shield for Gruzaldo, it is not purely the power of his own country. Neither does Ray Fan have the personality to make loans in vain. Alphilis was thinking about that, thinking about what to do.

"... I'll put some exploration into Romansland from me. Any plans for Ray fans after this?

"Review the agreements with Gruzaldo and the countries surrounding Krums. Depending on the time I'm done, I'm going to negotiate with that exporter because I'm going to have a destination to export the food I'm saving in my own country. And there's going to be demand for the minerals that we're importing and siphoning in from Gruzaldo. You're gonna be busy, aren't you?

"Looks like it's better to be tight today, tomorrow, huh?

"Yes. If there's anything I can do to remove it, I'd like you to place an armed escort. I think you have a lot more to learn from my assistant."

"Yeah, sure. I'll let you study."

Alphilis and Ray fans laughed at each other and headed to the next place on the agenda. Alphilis thought this experience with Ray fans was necessary for Jaeger to move on to the next stage.

Meanwhile, the muse was working too. With Aerial on the escort, it was Diore who walked over.

"Lord Diore, may I have your time?

"If it's a conversation between the envoys, isn't it me, Lord Barotelli?

"No, I'd like to hear about the fronts on the border, etc."

I'm not interested in the story of the central king on the border on purpose. Diore caught a glimpse of Muse's sincerity, but there's nothing strange about Muse's expression. Diore was going to go check out the qualifiers for the knights under his command, so he thought he could get some time.

"I don't mind, but I have to ask Lord Barotelli."

"Really? I'll wait for you here, then."

Since Muse's will seemed stiff, Diore immediately headed to the waiting room. Diore would not have been able to shake Barotelli's neck sideways if he had asked, but Diore was protecting Barotelli's face.

Immediately back, Diore and Muse entered a private room for the meeting. There will naturally be soundproofing magic in each private room, as meetings between countries will not be heard either. Muse was accompanied by an aerial of escorts, but Diore was alone. Rather than a detour, it is a stiffness of Diore that is more firmly filled with confidence.

"So, what are we talking about?"

"Before that, Lord Diore, how many years have you been fighting on the border?

"As you know, it's been over 100 years."

"So when was the last time you returned to the royal castle?

"I guess five years ago. Just a little bit, but the return itself is about once a year"

"When you stayed in the royal castle for a long time, how long was it?

"... that's roundabout, what are you trying to say?

Diore seems to have caught on to some of Muse's questioning. Muse hit Diore with his concerns since the beginning.

Continued