The Branded Female Fencer

"It's as if it's different in times of war than when it isn't. There will be alarm, especially when you are in your role as supreme bishop, and above all, you will not be able to use your full power. If we push that gap, the possibility of an accident should be fully taken into account.

And I can tell you that to the heads of the other envoys. Purity White Fun Only, Swendle Only. If it's a Tensei match, I can be your escort. I won't let you fight unnecessarily at all. "

Dryan had figured out how not to start a war first, rather than how to win a war. It will also depend on the conclusion of the meeting, but it is an inevitable trend for the joint service to be interested in the name of Romansland support as it is. Even if Arnelia doesn't approve, Shane Sereno-led that army will be interested.

Then Dryan needed to enter that army and end the war with minimal sacrifice at all costs. Conversely, who should be targeted if you try to take a stand on the side of waging war. In Dryan's opinion, Arnelia or - Alexandria.

Dryan shrugged.

"If Lord Diore is on the side of watching the Heavenly View match."

"Something?

"Solo. Did you understand that? That means it's more convenient for you to keep winning. I burned Lunca and Cherio out too to raise the odds a little bit, but in the end, you're the only one left. Don't lose."

"Regardless, I intend to. But there's one more thing... you know."

To Roch's badly toothed words, Dreyan guessed the circumstances.

"Did you include anything in the capsule? It's a shameless one, old people don't want to worry."

"But I was wondering if it was a matter of sufficient concern. Gruzaldo is not originally a hereditary system, but its flow has also changed since the life of the Predecessor. I was wondering if the impact on the interior and exterior of Gruzaldo was strong."

"Even beast generals don't know much about information. There's no way people outside the country will know. I have a lot of confidence in information manipulation because it looks like this. It would also be difficult to send spies in the Beast Nation opponent. There will be no information leakage, and where it was, there will be no problem."

"Does that mean - in times of need, you can make a decision to abandon it?

Roch inquired with a serious look, but Dryan was calm and responsive.

"Think like the others, do the same. That's what I said to him."

"Okay. I wish I could have checked that out."

"I wouldn't even have to check it out - oh, pay attention to one thing? Some of the contestants struggle with me. Looks like you could do it with the intention of killing me, huh?

Roch disputed in surprise as Dryan laughed prankily.

"The king struggles? Impossible."

"No, no, I thought the same thing when Valsas came in. But reality is always beyond imagination.

I also remember the fierce man who was cutting the beasts off one end while protecting his back like a shadow when Valsas came in. Seems like he's been a grandfather for a long time, but his moves are more than full season - and I'd like to work with him. "

"That's the mask of..."

"Well, it's not funny if it's just a bunch of crap. You should feel your own human bottom line. Go now, I won't lose my mind tomorrow either. Let me be free for a moment."

As Dryan drove Roch away with his hand, Roch graciously left early on his feet. And I sighed as Dryan saw himself in tea.

"I wish I wasn't king, too. If there are so many bloody fierce men to gather, I'd love to work with them. Ravenstein, Banessa, and Alphilis. I'd like to try all of them, but is the youngster in black the best? If I'm right, I don't think it's been a long time since I've done my best to get there."

Dryan saw his fierce smile on the tea and drank the tea in one breath as if to seal his own desire.

Upon leaving the venue of the peace conference, Layer undressed the disguise with nothing to eat and returned to his plain clothes, continuing straight to the Shane Sereno Inn. I was prepared to infiltrate and not quit grabbing evidence if I had to.

but. I changed my mind when I saw Shane Sereno's Inn. Never come near me. That's what my instincts tell me.

"This is more of a demon than any other anomaly workshop."

Of course, it was easy to imagine that the inn had magic to prevent eavesdropping and espionage, but I hear of an easier way to unwitch than to belong to the same mercenary regiment as the witch. But after a complex defense that far surpassed normal sorcery and a more unpleasant feeling than that, the layers pulled back lightly.

"You're out of line. Wasn't it possible to just get close?"

Layer had already made a retreat, but noticed one, another and signs coming from the surrounding alley, realizing he had failed. Perhaps it would have been better if it had simply been an idiot hooked on witchcraft. Or maybe it would have been a little tricky on the visible trap, and not noticed if it was like a somewhat armed spy with a trap set in the back.

But he noticed the hidden magic trap and immediately withdrew. In other words, the instant discovery of how many demons the Shane Sereno Inn was, and its disappearance, made the opponent more alert.

Assuming this is Arnelian territory. They won't be doing anything bad either, but they can't dispose of them either as layers. It was when I was thinking about how to sprinkle the person following me according to my gait.

All of a sudden, the blade flew in layers from all directions.

Continued