The Branded Female Fencer

"... I'm sorry I tried to cheek you earlier."

"I don't have a problem hitting it. If I were to say that, I'd be face-to-face with you."

"How violent an impression am I!?... I shouldn't, you can't have this kind of place. Perhaps we should be a little more sober?

"Keep it up. Yeah, you keep it up. Yeah."

"Huh?"

Ultina turned to the unexpected Brandio words. The Brandio was pointing elsewhere, but I also feel like he has no heart or red neck.

"Brandio... are you in the light?

"What the hell. I don't know."

"Hey, turn around."

"Well, there's a place to go."

"You're going to turn this way! Where are you going!

"Don't tell me."

Brandio ran away and Ultina chased him. The white moon may have been the only place in the late-night Deep Green Palace where nobody knew they were sneaking around a lot.

"Wow, Deputy Director. Still drinking?

"Ugh, I'm not drunk yet."

"Isn't it a barbecue? I won the corner and tomorrow's game will be ruined."

That's how the line that was taken up the liquor bottle that the members had was flipping over the liquor bottle that was next to them and drinking a drop of fallen liquor out of their tongues.

The companions, who at first thought Rhine was drunk and drunk on the great victory, also quietly left the dining room with one, one more, when they realized that Rhine was grumpy. It's basically a casual line, but sometimes it creates an atmosphere that is oddly grumpy and doesn't bring others together to see what you're thinking. In that case, even ancient ginseng noodles create an atmosphere that is difficult to get close to.

The last fellow to take up the liquor bottle also pulled it up like it was out of hand when he saw where the line was still about to drink. The line, alone in the dining room, was fishing for a liquor bottle that was within reach with a blur and a grunt.

"Chicken, fool, ahondaler. You're losing on your own. What's waiting for you at the Tensei match? What makes you think I meant it? Cold Blooded Twin-Tailed Steel Cliff Battle Maiden Fool -"

"Well, two interesting names. Who are you talking about?

"That's what Alexandria's fuckin 'Diore decided to--"

Rhine said, rubbing his eyes because he felt like he was in front of him. But no matter how many times I rub it, it just looks like there's a twin-tailed spiritual knight who was the most prominent player in the tournament.

"What... is...? Dear Diore!? Uh!?"

"Looks like he was crushing some interesting things inside, Lord Deputy Commander. I wonder who you mean by a woman who has her hair in two like a girl for her ruthless personality and has no breasts at all without the gaps she's wearing, only war can do?

"Sa, sa, come on ~? Do you want to be our captain?

"The captain of the regiment is a glamorous woman who admits herself? That doesn't apply. Let me ask you again... whose, you mean?

Diore's gripping liquor bottle began to crack, and the atmosphere was swinging with kill or magic. Incorrect answers will kill you. The drunkenness of the line was at once awakening.

So suddenly, I heard a bang on my hand.

"Go back to your sanity, Lieutenant. Because you can see guests with no national guests. Alphilis will be here soon, but in the meantime, I'd like you to choose a place to put Lord Diore and his companions through."

The line rose out of the chair as it had come back to life in Ekla's words and began walking fast. Phew, one sigh, followed by Diore and a few of his men.

When I left the dining room, there was also a face I saw at the tournament.

"Uh, Deputy Blackhawk, Betts, 2nd Squad Captain Louis, 2nd Squad Deputy Lexus, do you fit in?

"Heh, do you remember your face properly? You're a total celebrity."

"If you're a mercenary, you have to know. I've known you since before they called you names at the Unified Martial Arts Games. I know your second squad."

"Ho, you remember me"

"Excuse me, for the night. I need a favor, okay?

Rhine sighed when he saw this face and the diore he had walked in.

Continued