The Swordsman Called the Countless Swords Sorcerer

The woman who left Aldis and walked into the house of the lord was guided by the maid and passed through to a room that seemed to be a reception room.

"Wait here for the audience to be ready. I'll have a drink soon."

The guided maid offered her a seat, and told her she left the room.

The woman sits down on a restless sofa as she is fluffy and looks around the room lightly. The walls were adorned with realistic touch paintings, and antique-style tables arranged on all sides of the room were also decorated with glittering glasswork.

From the viewer's point of view, you can see that each piece is a fine art. Of course, when they are traded, they need gold coins that ordinary people cannot imagine.

Numerous works of art and ornaments are not merely decorating the interior. It is a symbol of wealth for the powerful and a result of embodying power. From the moment you enter the room, the guest will be under the silent pressure of financial resources from Hou Tria. It was one of the stupid and formidable activities that lasted tens of thousands of years before humans became social, collective, and began to hold positions.

The woman understood it, but did not sympathize. Numerous sailors and their Creators will be able to love and compassion for such humans. However, women who are only daughters of Shosen Sara have less emotional feeling.

That's why she never thought she was pathetic or pitiful. You have your own mission and others have the mission of others.

I was given the power to fight and the ability to sense enemies. so. For example, at this very moment, you can find a lot of gaze looking at this situation from a hidden room.

"So, what are you going to hide?"

The woman guesses the served tea as if hiding a small tweet.

From then on, until the maid brought tea, and for the rest of the time, there were multiple gazes watching her every move through a peephole made with a small gap in the ornament. .

I don't know what the lord of Tria intended to call the woman, but at least on the surface she has been treated favorably.

However, because they are being watched, they can't take them at face value. Unless the Lord's life, such an unpleasant place was a place to leave early. Shimochi: But once he said, "Meet the lord," he couldn't help as a servant.

After that, I had to wait for a long time, and when I put my mouth on the second cup of tea, I was finally called.

"We have been waiting for you. We are ready for the audience, and we will inform you."

She was taken by another maid from the one who gave her the first guide, and she walked into the hall. Walk for about two minutes until you reach a large double-sided door with a strong guard waiting on both sides.

"Please enter here"

The guards opened the doors from both sides as the maid served as a guide.

Behind the slowly opening door was a hall that was 50 meters deep and 50 meters wide. The back of the room has a raised floor with a glittering chair in the middle, but it is empty.

A red carpet was laid from the entrance where the woman stood to the chair in the back, and about twenty armed humans lined up and left and right in the room so as to sandwich it.

The woman squinted in the atmosphere.

The room itself is suitable for the audience. Despite being the second largest city in the Nagras kingdom, it is large and fairly luxuriously decorated for a lord owned by one city. But it would be a little too much to invite guests.

Armed humans lined up around the woman's left and right, and perhaps vacant front seats where the lord should sit. Inspection Despite meeting directly with the authorities, he has never been asked to disarm and has not even been killed. The woman walks gently through the center of the room without giving her suspicion.

"Stop there"

A man appeared from the back of the room. An old man dressed in a loose long robe and holding a rich white beard calls out to a woman with a good voice that does not make her feel old.

When she stops following her voice, she turns her gaze to the voice. The old man walked to an empty chair and stood beside it.

"I heard that the lord wanted a meeting with me, is he the lord of Tria?"

The place becomes brighter for a woman who suddenly speaks rudely without giving thanks.

"Thank you! How rude!"

A man in the upper seat among the humans flew his brim and shouted, but the old man with a white beard succumbed.

"Hold down, general. I'd love to ask mercenaries for courtesy."

"Huh ..."

The man, called the general, reluctantly obeyed, but had an unhappy expression.

"Well, the question I asked earlier ... I am not the lord of Tria, of course, I am Kostas, the custodian of the territory. Hear the Lord? "

The woman gives an office answer to that question.

"I have no name"

"Thank you!

Again the generals show anger at the woman.

"I don't play around. There's nothing missing. I can call it whatever I want."

For a woman, she wanted to say that she was rather playful. It is said that there is a story, but the lord who is the person in question does not show his face, and the old man who came out on his behalf lacks the saying, "Let me talk first." Originally, there is no business on the part of the woman. I have a hard time understanding what to say.

Such an attitude might have been expressed in the attitude. In addition, Costas expressed a clear dissatisfaction with a woman who did not claim her name.

"I was going to tolerate some disrespect, but I wouldn't let him go .... well, good. General, let's end it early."

"Hah. Please leave it!"

The future seemed to be decided beforehand between them. Costas talks again to the woman.

"Well, woman. You have heard that Hou has been reconciling with other mercenaries in our territory. He is not a strong man. I have heard that my commander of the territory has exchanged swords with you. ''

Commander of the territory? She tilts her head inwardly.

When I said so, I remembered the human attire surrounding the woman from both sides. I don't know for sure because it's not very impressive, but I felt like a man who challenged a few days ago wore similar equipment.

"But it's hard to believe that the commander-in-chief of the Tribal Army was a mercenary of the journey, and was lightly decorated without giving a woman a sword. No, it shouldn't be, there's no way, but people's rumors have tails and backs, and once you've made sure the facts are clear, Don't you think it's your duty to act as an administrator? "

Kostas says, `` I will call the mercenary and beat it on the home ground to erase the fact that the commander of the army lost to the mercenary of the flow ''. It was the content. The fact that the lord wanted an appointment was merely a convenience.

"Hmm. Let's end it quickly."

"Well, it doesn't seem stupid, but ... do you think you can beat my elite opponents?"

Costas responds with just the right answer. The woman said, holding her hand in her bosom.

"Well? Who is the partner? Is it OK for everyone, including the Lord?"

A man called Kosuta on behalf of Kostas opened his mouth.

"A proud warrior of the army surrounds oneself, but there is no sneaky imitation! Decken! Get out!"

A young warrior appointed by the general appears in front of him.

Probably the best skill in this. She was a very powerful figure in the eyes of a woman.

But that's a general rule. Naturally, it is far from women and Aldis.

"Don't worry, you won't take your life, but be prepared for some injuries."

Deckken declared while pulling a slender sword out of the sheath.

"Can I use this too seriously?"

Skill: "Natural. For this reason, I passed with armed weapons. I'm not ashamed to be proud of my married woman."

Deckken says you should use what you are accustomed to.

She knew why she was not required to disarm, but she couldn't understand her thoughts. Thick faceless shame Calling into their own garden, one person hurts, saying, "I am not shameless" while surrounding a single person with twenty people. Is this.

The woman takes a dagger out of her pocket and holds it in her right hand. In contrast to Decken, who sits down and holds a sword, the woman holds her weapon but stands still.

"let's go!"

Deckken takes a step forward with a shouting voice and strikes first. The woman leans gently and evades its thrust at the last minute.

"I'll do it!"

Deckken wields a second sword and a third sword while making a mouthful, but the blade does not reach the woman in one step. The woman evades Deckken's attack with an unobtrusive movement. It reminded me of a pampas grass swaying in the wind.

Eventually, fatigue begins to appear in the decken, which attacks continuously. Decken is frustrated that the attack never reaches the woman, no matter how much he continues to attack.

"How long are you going to run away! Can't you afford to fight back?"

He said to the woman, keeping a distance and holding her breath on her shoulders.

"Hey. Are you satisfied?"

The woman took it as a give-up declaration.

"Here we go"

A woman kicks the floor while saying so.

"Now! Where ...!?"

Decken lost her appearance. At the next moment, he flips off his slender sword. The sword drew a parabola and fell a few meters to the floor with an unpleasant impact sound.

"Are you still willing to fight?"

A woman's dagger is thrown into the throat of the deck.

"Ah ... no ..."

He wouldn't understand what happened. Technology to step into a woman, instantaneous power, and dive into the blind spot in an instant. Nothing is reachable at the deck level.

"No way, Decken ..."

Stunned, he muttered with the expression the general assumed.

"Well, are you satisfied with this?"

The woman rejected her irreverence.

Ambition: "Or is it still possible? If so, can we all come in?"

"Nuu ..., if you ask me!"

The warriors in the line are far from convinced. In particular, even the generals had their faces red as soon as they jumped. A new voice came in when the woman was ready for the war.

"Don't do this, general.

All but the woman, including the general, Decken, Kostas, and the surrounding warriors, turn to the voice to stand upright.

"His Excellency Frederick!"

In front of the woman's eyes following the eyes of all, there is a figure of a man coming from behind the room. Forty years ago. Daily unfitness appeared as excess meat around the belly. Although the eyes contain the light of intelligence, women feel that light is dim and muddy.

"I've been able to show you enough.

A man called Frederick sits down on a vacant chair, uttering praise from whom he doesn't know. It indicated that Frederick was the Lord of the House, the Marquis of Tria.

Takaage: The heavy body is put on a chair, and the marquis tells him.

"The woman there is no different from the rumor. I like it. I should serve me today."

Regardless of the intention of the woman, she began to decide on her treatment.

Look good, "If you have that much power, you'll be the commander right away ... You can't take the concubine, but you can also serve as an escort. ''

Frederick unilaterally opens her mouth with a smile of lust.

Of course there is no one to stop it. Neither Kostas nor the generals of Decken or any of the other warriors are rude to try to speak to the Marquis. However, the only foreign molecule in this place, the woman with an unpleasant look, was another.

"What are you saying, I am not willing to serve you?"

The first to react to that rude statement was the general.

"Nah, you! How to talk to your Excellency!"

The room, which was originally full of hostility, begins to fill with even more disturbing air. Of course, Frederick cannot be calm.

"What did you say now, a woman? Did you say you wouldn't serve me?"

"I already have a Lord to serve. I only serve my Lord Aldis. Unless you are a stiffer than my Lord, I can't see that much."

After saying that, the woman turned her back and tried to leave.

"Wait, wait! What do you mean? You didn't come here for the officer !?"

Amairo A woman who stopped her feet and turned around with her neck alone turned her eyes to Frederick.

"The Shimochi received from my Lord is to meet the Lord in this pavilion. Therefore, I have come this far, but my life has been fulfilled as I have met and exchanged words. I don't need it, I'll let you go now. ''

In response to an unexpected reaction, Frederick leaned back from the chair and looked back at the woman with a stunned expression.