The Branded Female Fencer

"(What's going on outside...)"

Mascalade looked up the moon and night from her bedroom with her husband. My husband sleeps deeply, and once he does, he never wakes up early. Mascarade was beginning to realize that she still had a body as she was asked for today but didn't feel so bad.

"(I've never infiltrated one place in so long. It came countless times to instigate and deceive someone, but I never had a deep relationship with one opponent. Now I even fully grasp this man's habits and taste preferences. Dumb for a seeker, but an honest, serious man. If a man like this is my husband, I guess I should say he's supposed to be happy.

But the environment in which he was placed...) "

Mascalade evoked his own destiny. Trained as a warrior of doomed Sconner, he was found by Hidun, on a mission in the form of a flying out of Sconner. The task given is espionage. There were a large number of people on similar assignments, but I am proud to say that they were one of the most competent. He became Hidun's eyes and ears, gathering information around the place.

Mascarade, who was good at disguising, sometimes turned into a mortal and a seeker, causing confusion everywhere. I'm tired of counting who I've betrayed my trusted opponents. Some of them were really inclined to their emotions, but that also froze their minds as they multiplied. You betray them anyway, no matter how inclined you are. That's what I've been telling you that it's all for my people. Otherwise it would have been impossible to bear.

But I couldn't get in touch with Hidun, who was giving direct orders, and the formula to find out where the Orange Bull was lurking doesn't seem to stand. In this situation of silent pressure from Hamitte, Mascalade was on the way.

"(I have no way of contacting a black magician. Although the Seekers are freer than before, they are more closely monitored to get in and out of Arnelia than before. Arnelia, no one believes in love but equality in their mouths. I don't think the situation is going to get any better, assuming I put it together for Arnelia. Who can defeat people as powerful as black magicians in the first place?

Either I leave this Arnelia... or, no, if I do that, that's what makes all the hard work I've had go to waste. We need to get in touch with the black magicians somehow) "

There was a reaction to the juncture informing the intruders that lay outside, as Mascalade toured the idea of what could not be done. There are also traps and witchcraft for interception, but there were people who stepped in flat without even caring about it. Sure, when you say interception, it doesn't kill you to the point of paralysis or mild impact, but it's not a normal reaction to walk unawares.

As Mascarade jumped out of bed, she staggered a simple junction that included soundproofing around her husband. For he thought that he could not be conceited by his husband. And when the other sign came to the front of the bedroom, it activated the door trap. If opened, 5 arrows fly simultaneously from different directions. Even a master would get an arrow from 5 directions, which would do about a scratch. The arrow was painted with poison that could be fatally injured even by a scratch.

Mascalade set up a dagger just in case, but the opponent opened the door without any hesitation. The trap was activated, but five arrows were lightly bounced. Mascalade tried to jump without getting her hair in, but her legs stopped when she felt the other guy's killer and took a step forward. If you take another step, you will die for sure. It is a killer that shows only that much difference in strength.

And I remember this killing at the same time.

"... princess, no. Calamity, right?

"You were still here, Mascarade"

The woman who came into the room was unexpectedly sneery. Numerous traps and earlier attacks can only afford to be said not to be among the objects. Calamity glimpsed Mascalade's husband, but didn't seem to care much.

But Mascarade can't help but fear the calamity. I was a black magician who waited until earlier, but more importantly, I didn't know Calamity was coming. Mascalade asked roughly so as not to undermine Calamity's mood.

"Why are you here? No, how did you get here?

"I'll never forget the smell of the person I met once. I've been sensing your smell since I came to Arnelia, but I finally found it.

You know why I'm here, don't you?

"... well. I can't believe I think of too many things."

Mascalade failed to capture Calamity's intentions and replied ambiguously. I laughed when the calamity creaked when the look looked frightened.

"You don't like me, do you? No, you disgust me, don't you?

"... to be clear, yes"

"Hehe, be honest with me. I still feel better than being told to granny. Well, the reason I'm here is because I cared about you. There are plenty of snitches that Hidun deals with, but I should have trusted you pretty much for letting Arnelia infiltrate. I wonder what you're doing now without Hidun."

"Now without Hidun?

Mascalade inquired, and then I thought it was gone. A decent mascarade at first, but distorted by abuse as its expression glimmered.

Continued