The Branded Female Fencer

And when I glanced through the pile of documents at an awesome rate and pressed the seal of settlement, I penned the documents I didn't press and put them back on the maple.

"Ho, put each of these back to the creator. There's a paperwork deficiency, so we'll settle after tomorrow."

"Uh... have you looked through it yet?

"Right? Atashi, because she's a very capable woman. Maybe it doesn't usually look like that."

Miranda winked and chewed the rest of the bread. I feel far from a woman who can flaunt her bread as she swells her cheeks, but Maple glanced at a dozen documents marked by Miranda. Some documents with fine letters in line require calculations, and many don't make sense just by glancing at them in the maple, but I didn't expect to point that all the way to a mistake while I chewed every bread.

I have also heard that Miranda once completed an advanced discipline in Arnelia, but I did not understand by Maple that it was called Alphilis and a good Miranda, and this is what happens to all of us when we complete the discipline.

And when Miranda swallowed the bread and drank a glass of water, she stood up wrapped around the coat that was on her chair.

"Well. Is it time to go to the venue? Today's offering is orange. Maple, after circulating the documents, be sure to contact Alphilis."

"What? But I..."

"Be thorough in your work with all places, including Miriazal. You don't have to serve me beside you. From now on, I'm going to dedicate myself to Orange Milk and hire another one. Isn't that right, Orange Meadow?

"Yes. He said he was looking for people who were good at practical skills, so he took one. He was retired once due to an injury, but I was wondering if it would be okay if he did paperwork as an assistant, not a fight.

I'm just calling. Do you want to put it through?

"Right."

Miranda's understanding was heard, so Orange Millet put someone inside who was waiting outside the room. The maple was also familiar to his face.

"This one... sure."

"You know what? Lord Hamitte, a Gloria instructor. He was also once known as the candidate for the Senior Citizen, and he called his name" Yuzuru. "

"My name is Hamitte. You saw him a few times the other day at the hearing, didn't you?

Hamitte was changing to Sister clothes, which worked for the Deep Green Palace, not the instructor clothes he had when he was in Gloria. Not only is he hiding his hair, he also has a different impression than before because of his mild expression somewhere, but he also found that Maple had the sharpness to stab him in the gaze when he saw Maple, and that he was indeed the one who asked the job question in Gloria's light fire noise.

In the end, the investigation into that incident was partial because Calamity's split raided Gloria for some reason, and Hamitte repelled. Maple questioned whether the retiring mouthless of Calamity's split could begin alone, but both Kiko and Miriazal,

"It's not weird if you can bars"

That was it. In addition, in the story of Tsukiko,

"He was well above me in his pure combat abilities, but thus much more intense duty, eventually seriously wounded and retired in honor"

I was only told. There seems to be no such fact at all, but since the mouthless task is not left as a document, only oral information can tell what has happened in the past, and most of Kiko and his generation have retired and left Arnelia. The truth is only known to the sons and Miriazal, and to the bars themselves.

Maple visited Hamitte several times afterwards to listen to the exact circumstances, but Hamitte seemed to have been feverish and fallen asleep for a few days afterwards, whether it was from battle fatigue. Apparently he was suffering from a fever that would be quite severe, and it was inferred that it would have been brought about by Calamity. And when the fever subsided, it was found that the memory before and after the battle had been partially erased.

Since it is the sight of the monks of Arnelia, no more maple can be pursued, and the hearing of the circumstances was cut off. But it's not there that Maple cares. I remember Hamitte's hazy gaze when he first saw himself and his tone afterwards. I didn't raise my gaze once, and I do feel a resentful emotion in that tone, but I still felt the same emotion in my current gaze.

Are you out of your mind, or are you nervous because it's an interview with the Archbishop? There shouldn't be anything resentful about it - Maple left the scene in a gratuitous manner, bewildered but for no more reason on the spot. It is certain that Miranda is not obedient either, because coordination with each place is the original job, and there is no reason to say no.

And when the maple left, Miranda saw Hamitte.

"Well - I'm looking into the merits of being a barber. With all this credit and strength, I'd have definitely become a pigeon, but can I ask what's going on around there?

"Yes. It may not be a very pleasant story,"

Hamitte told the whole story. I had also heard the contents of the orange infarct, but Miranda finished hearing it all without a look on her face.

"- I see. Then Sakashi. This Deep Green Palace will be hard to do. Should I rather stay away from Arnelia?

"No, it was my will that stayed in the first place. Besides, I don't know how to live outside Arnelia. This election is also convenient for me."

Miranda nodded when she saw Hamitte's burning gaze at that willingness.

"I see you haven't given up on birth yet. Then control your emotions. Perfect, too. Can you?"

"By the command of my Lord."

"That's right, no ex-mouth. But I'll keep my name Hamitte. Do you have any hope?

"If you will appoint me as the next child"

An orange infarct breathes into Hamitte, who answers without staring. And Miranda narrowed her eyes and answered.

"I don't have the right to appoint Kiko. Only the supreme privilege."

"If only you could be the supreme bishop. You will have a proven track record just to convince your surroundings."

"Don't be silly. There's no way that the people in the upper management who know what's going on with Miriazal will be convinced."

"What if something happens to Master Miriazal? Or if there's just something I can't help but retire from the supreme diocese? There are so many anxiety elements in this Arnelia. Don't you think it just holds ingredients that aren't weird when, who, or what?

An orange infarct saw Miranda in the disturbing words, but Miranda answered the question with nothing, just staring at Hamitte.

Continued