The Branded Female Fencer

"You, stay on your feet, Elsia."

What happened?

Elsia, who trains the platoon, caught Gail on the street. The platoon led by Gail was much more effective in the previous battle.

The neck of the orc I mentioned is really more than a hundred. Of these, nine were defeated by Gail alone. A mercenary of this age would have been far too good to be true.

Of course, Rosetta's Ancient Ginseng's men were hardening their surroundings, so it would have been easier for them to fight. Compared to other platoons, this is the result because they were strong enough to work together. Still, Gail's results as a Platoon Leader were among the top ten. It was good enough to be proud of, and in fact Rosetta praised me. It was a good feeling at the sake table, but when I asked Gail, she was in the best mood.

Why don't you wake up after being drunk once and add some more in the middle of the night? The conversation around you has already shifted to Elsia's battles, and Elsia is the fourth kung fu of the whole. Gail secretly listened to the story from the shadows and greeted the morning as she trembled with remorse. I was embarrassed by the fact that I had led a platoon and raised my merit.

In the morning, Gail volunteered naturally after hearing that she was going to go after someone who had enough rest. Rosetta didn't look too good, but she respected Gail's will. No one in the platoon was uncomfortable with Gail's chest either.

And during the journey, I saw Elsia rushing into training. I guess I wasn't going to take part in the chase. It was okay to ignore it, but Gail, who felt that it was a good guess, inadvertently uttered words close to evil. It was Elsia's cold gaze that returned naturally.

"If you were in shape, you'd be sleeping in one hand of a bottle of wine by now." Don't you think that training in the morning is a chunk of humility? "

Hmm, you still haven't done enough fighting. Bring it on.

"Of course, it's not just my power that won the battle." There's no such thing as tone anywhere. And it's only natural to train a platoon, even if it's not the result of fighting in the platoon. If you're going to fight as a platoon, you're better than that, right? "

... but I'm not too happy about that.

It was an unexpected objection, but Gail couldn't take it straight. Elsia's platoon was dominated by the New Americans. Considering my background, I couldn't compare my results as a platoon.

And the way Gail conducts it, it's all about Rosetta and the people around her. Gail now realizes that she hasn't learned anything from herself.

"One day, I'll catch up with you and overtake you." Remember that. "

“I don't remember. After all, there's no point in catching up or overtaking the same mercenary group. It's all about working together, and how mercenaries can make money and survive. Unless it's revenge that clears a certain grudge, if you're too obsessed, you're dead. It was in the commander's knowledge, wasn't it?"

... I think so, too.

Elsia was absolutely right, but Gail pointed her mouth at her feeling that she hadn't been dealt with. Rather than suddenly becoming an adult, Gail didn't realize that she was still young, including her workmanship.

It looks like Elsia's Platoon has finished basic health training. Elsia flies instructions to move on.

"Anyway, there's so much I need to do." If you're going to take part in the pursuit, you're not selling oil here, are you? Just go. "

"Ah, then there's only one thing. What are you aiming for?"

"Eventually, I'll be strong enough to be entrusted with the leadership of this mercenary group." I will be stronger in Aerial than Vice President Lin. I wonder if that's the goal for the time being. "

"Seriously?"

Gail roared at an objective beyond her imagination. If you don't set the same line of sight, you won't reach the same goal. Gail thought she should change her mind, but I still can't imagine being the strongest of these mercenaries. Besides, Gail suddenly wondered if that was really what she wanted to do.

Looking at the familiarity of sinking into her face, Elsia threw the dislike she had come up with.

“What's your goal? You're gonna keep rubbing Rosetta's boobs? Or did you already do it at the banquet yesterday?"

"N-No, no, no, no!?"

Looking at Gail, whose face was bright red, and the men who blew out around her, Elsia's face turned red. He glanced at Gail with his dirty eyes, then turned around.

"This slut! I was deluded into the primusement of the Golden Purity Hall!" You may as well go bankrupt in Tarlam for King Haarlem's sake! I'll make it into a training bench for piercing if it becomes bone! Don't worry, I'll provide for you! "

Where's the feeding? It's better to whip the dead!

"You will weep and be grateful for my support even after you die!"

"You can't cry if you're dead!"

"You're a fine guy! You're going to hate me!?"

"To whom!"

To women from all over the continent!

"Is that so terrible!!"

The two contending Rosetta's men were giggling, but Elsia's men watched in amazement. Elsia was old enough in front of Gail and Layers, but when she was working as a mercenary, she was wearing a behavior appropriate to the name of a stubborn princess knight.

And while both Gail and Elsia continued to roar as if their shoulders were losing strength, they were going to operate a platoon of their own minds. But what awaited them in the future was an unexpected battle.

Continued