The Branded Female Fencer

"Well, which one is it? But the requirements for the eagles to come here, you know?

"You're a cold woman, either way. But I like it. It's about the favor, isn't it?

"Yes. Not only did you ignore today's convocation, but you tried to smash it up, didn't you? I don't know how to take that responsibility."

Vasquez just said he had been poked where the pain was, and he pounded his tongue.

"Oh, there's certainly no excuse for that. How can you forgive me?

"What, no, special victory?

"No, once you lose your credibility as a mercenary, you're just going down to being a criminal. If I can't act as a mercenary, I'll be disposed of by my current companions. That's funny, but I like the position you're in right now. I want to fill this hole as much as I can."

"Then I'll have Titania done tomorrow. So it's Chara."

To that word, Vasquez looks suspicious the other way around.

"Tomorrow we'll win the Unified Martial Arts Games? Is that what you want me to do?

"First of all, winning is the lowest condition, and if you can, I want you to push it unrepeatable. No killing."

Vasquez is increasingly baffled by unintelligible instructions, but Vasquez is not foolish. I began to wonder where Miranda intended.

"It's that simple - oh well. Did you guys' do 'something?

"Come on? It's not your job to know that, and if you confront me, you'll find out. You just do what you're told. Or does the 'fighter' Vasquez have a heavy load?

"Dude, are you provoking me? I don't have to get you in the mood for anything, but I'm not out of my hands at work. Because that's how I behave."

Vasquez spread his hands like he was good at it, but Miranda was flushing that attitude with cold eyes. I wanted to say with which mouth I would speak of it, but I enjoyed it for a long time.

"- Anyway, I'll get you a good job for what you paid for. If you're a mercenary, you need to hold on to it."

"Don't be shy, you're telling me you know."

"That's fine. More like a borough rag at that foot, can I have it over here? But even today, there's a lot of damage and it's hard to cover up. I'd like you not to add any more extra work."

Vasquez glanced at Shire. Not having enough fun yet, but the hoarding dropped for now, albeit in a disturbed form. Plus it's possible to get a full taste of the superb score of Titania tomorrow. I don't hate the idea of keeping the fun later.

"Oh, that's good. It's just Arnelia's healing power might not be enough for you anymore, right?

"That's what you don't know about depositing. I'll take it."

"Go ahead."

It is the moment when Vasquez turns his legs away and Miranda tries to get close. A shadow jumped like a disease from the window behind Vasquez, striking Vasquez with a blow. Vasquez was struck by the attack as he twisted and twisted his body, but he was just able to confirm that the blow had turned into a grasp, which was blown away in a stiffness.

And at the same time, the attack flew to Miranda, but Miranda singled it out on paper. At the same time, Alberto was unleashing a great sword, shadowing and poking. Alberto's sword did pierce the shadow, but Alberto realizes that it is scarce in hand.

And when the sword stabbed his opponent, and it fell apart, the leaves of the tree fell apart with the wind, blocking the sight of those who were on the spot, dancing all over the room.

"What is this?

"Fucking demon!

And as many knights wandered, only Miranda watched what happened without preventing the leaves of the tree. And he dropped the shadow out of the window.

"... I see, can't you trust those eagles"

"Master Miranda?

"Nothing."

After the leaves of the tree had subsided, Miranda gave wind-disturbed hair lifting instructions.

"Retreat them all. Alberto, I'll take command once."

"Ha. What about Master Miranda?

"I've got some more business for Vasquez"

"I think it's dangerous for you alone."

Alberto told him quietly, but Miranda just grinned lusciously. I had nothing more to say as Alberto, and I carried out my orders. I saw Miranda and Vasquez all the time when I left the room, but Vasquez was clearly getting grumpy and starting to haunt the dangerous atmosphere.

When I was alone with that Vasquez, Vasquez uttered a murderous voice.

"You - you saw who the shadow was earlier?

"I saw it. Didn't you see that?

"Ugh, they threw me hard before I turned around!

"Hmm, maybe I have a little performance problem. Just in case."

"Ah?

Vasquez further offended Miranda's gaze. And Miranda made one suggestion.

Continued