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The Branded Female Fencer CH 48

Author:Hermit Category:urban Update time:2023-01-03 14:50:21

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Translated by KaiesV

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「Iyou!! How are you, little Valthus Sorry I’m late, I had to do some errands.」

 

Zeldes entered with a voice so loud that everyone involuntarily covered their ears.

Next to him, Rascha was holding his head in his hands.

Almost everyone wondered what was going on, but some of them seemed to have an idea of what Zeldes was talking about.

Max was the first to raise his bare voice.

 

「Geh, Uncle Zeldes」

「Ohh—! Isn’t that Max boy What the hell are you doing with an eye patch Do you think you’re trying to be dignified, or have you gotten over your habit of pissing your pants」

「When the hell are you talking about is true」

 

Max was miffed, but Lovers was quick to tease him.

 

「Eh— Max was a little pissing boy back then That’s so gross!」

「I mean, who is this nice middle-aged wolf beastman」

「You ain’t got no name to call yourself!」

「No, please identify yourself, Captain……」

「Ahaha, this uncle is so hilarious!」

 

Rascha seemed to have a headache beside him, but the uninhibited Lovers were rolling with laughter at Zeldos’ reply.

Beside him, Max seems to be foaming at the mouth at the appearance of an unexpected person.

Many of the other members have recently enlisted, so they do not fully understand the situation.

Leaving such people aside, Zeldes finds more acquaintances.

 

「Ohh!! Is that Betts with the gray hair there Well, you’re getting old now.」

「My life expectancy is different from that of a beastman like you.」

 

Betts, the deputy director, scowled and growled too.

Zeldes roughly slapped Betts on the back.

 

「Hahhahha, how old are you now You’re almost seventy, right」

「It’s fifty eight.

I’m still in my manhood.」

「Then why do you have gray hair」

「Try leading these guys, it’s a constant struggle.

They’re not what they used to be.

They’re a bunch of crooks.」

 

Betts glanced at the group members, but each just laughed and let it slide.

Zeldes puts his arm around Betts’ shoulder to hold him up and grins.

 

「You say that a lot.

You’re the one who put me through the most hardship when I was young.」

「What a stupid thing to say.」

「Then who was the one who got an arrow in the buttocks while defending Fort Zemda, fighting in only his underpants because he was holed up with his waitress sister and had no time to put on his clothes or armor when the other side attacked at night」

「You bastard! You promised not to say that!」

 

Betts’ face turns red at the sudden revelation.

 

「Well— we laughed and cackled back then.

After the defense battle, the Count invited us to a dinner as a reward for our remarkable performance, but you couldn’t attend because of the pain in your buttocks, and then it was discovered that you had played both sides with the waiter’s sister and the gardener’s sister, and you got handprints on both cheeks, didn’t you Ah, if I recall, there are others in the Beseda Marsh…」

「You bastard, get back here! I’ll cut you down!」

 

As Zeldes continued to expose Betts’ past, Betts’ patience quickly ran out and he drew his sword.

Zeldes keeps grinning at him.

For him, it is a scene that has been repeated from long ago, a scene of nostalgia.

Zeldes angers Betts, and those around him stop him.

But they are also the two who work best together on the battlefield.

「Hehhehe, you still look young at heart, but don’t overdo it, okay If I get a bad back, at my age now, I’ll be bedridden.」

「You’re not still done talking!」

「…Leave it at that, Betts, Zeldes.」

 

Just as they were about to enter into a fight, a quiet voice intervened.

 

「Betts, you’re in a position to stop him.

What’s wrong with you being the first to get all hot and bothered」

「Tsk, I apologise, Commander…」

 

Valthus, though younger than him, has a valid point, and Betts is disappointed and puts his sword away.

 

「I don’t need to know.

Anyway, Zeldes, thanks for coming.

You’re welcome.」

「Hmph, it’s been a long time, Valthus.

It’s been what, twelve years」

 

Zeldes stares at Valthus, whom he hasn’t seen in a long time.

For Zeldes, Valthus was a young man who had never lost his blue mood, but now he had gained a lot of dignity.

The atmosphere, recognizable even in the dark, no longer shows the openings that were seen in the past.

There sat a man with even more experience as a person, a man who could be counted on.

 

「Yes, that’s about it.

I’m glad to see Zeldes is still the same.」

「You’ve aged a little, haven’t you How old are you now」

「I’m thirty-five this year.」

 

Valthus answers quietly from the darkness.

 

「Is that still the case Well, when you and I first met, you were only about ten years old.」

「It’s nostalgic.」

 

Valthus gets up from his seat and walks slowly toward where everyone is.

His face, brightly lit, is faintly smiling.

Looking at the way he laughs and gestures in this way, they can see that he is calm and dignified, but his apparent age is not much different from that of Lexus.

In fact, the slimmer Lexus may look younger than the skinnier Valsus when seen side by side.

This man, whose appearance gives the impression of a normal, good-looking young man, is Valthus, the leader of the『Vandal Valthus Blackhawk,』one of the leading mercenary groups on the continent.

He does not look intimidating at first glance and does not give the impression of being particularly strong, but those who have seen him fight on the battlefield at least once will remember the horror for the rest of their lives.

Just as a person beats away branches, leaves, and grass when he enters a forest, so he slays a man on the battlefield.

There is no shortage of legends on the battlefield, such as the one who rushed into 5,000 men single-handedly and took the general’s head, or the one who defended a fortress by himself for a month.

He was looked upon with awe even by his allies, and everyone was surprised at the appearance of the beastman Zeldes, since they all thought that only the executive officer Betts and the fearless Mireille would be able to talk to him without hesitation when he was in a bad mood, even under normal circumstances.

They all know very well that Valthus is not unreasonable to the extent of his own mood, but it must be scary.

The two men in question left everyone alone for a while to reminisce, but after a while, Valthus introduced Zeldes to everyone.

 

「Sorry everyone, a late introduction.

This is Zeldes.

He’s a beastmen as he looks, and we’ve known each other since before I started up Blackhawk.

Let me tell you, not many of my current colleagues can beat Zeldes.

He had retired already, but I pushed hard to get him to come back this time.」

「He meant that.

Best regards.」

 

Zeldes raises one hand in a simple greeting.

That did not convince them, but they had to listen to what Valthus had to say.

But Mireille was unreserved.

 

「Commander~ This time we’re dealing with multiple demon kings who did the fourth squad~ It is said that the fourth squad was beaten by hostages taken for everything, and if there is preparation, frankly speaking, I think it is an opponent that can be managed with just a few members of the Zero squad.

Why bother calling such an old man Do you feel like we are not trusted」

「Old man…」

 

Zeldes blinked his eyes, but Mireille’s opinion was shared by her current colleagues, who were confident in their own strength, and all looked at Valthus.

Valthus did not seem amused by the situation and replied with a light smile.

 

「I see, Mireille has a valid point.

But let me be the first to tell you that you all don’t necessarily trust me.」

「Then why~」

「Our name is【roaring】all over in the human world.

Because of that, there are no more people to give this Blackhawk any extra nudge.

I was fine with that, but in the world of…… fiends, it was a different story.

Apparently I wasn’t thinking straight.

Forgive me, everyone.」

 

Suddenly Valthus bows his head deeply to everyone.

All were surprised by the action, but again surprised by Valthus’ words as he continued.

 

「Let’s be more thorough this time.

Let our name be known in the world of fiends.

The Blackhawk’s name, so that when the demons see this black coat, they will run away from ours without shame or shame.

We gathered an extra number of people for this purpose.

All right, I repeat.

It was『thorough.』Hunt down every single fiend that has fought against us.

They will neither beg for their lives nor accept surrender.

I don’t care if it’s the Archfiend or the Great Archfiend.

Don’t leave even a trace of their existence.

You guys haven’t been going all out lately, have you I’ll give you a place to run amok.

I forgive you, go all out.

It’s not like this with humans.

It’s a Blackhawk’s all-out hunt.

Devour their flesh and their screams!」

 

Everyone was silent at first, but soon began to draw their swords and cheers.

It’s rare that Valthus gives permission and says to「go wild.」 It is true that in the wars between humans, there were many restrictions, and it was not always possible to fight to the fullest.

Some residents looked up at the cheers coming from the store, but no one had the chest to come in for a very quick peek, as they had just seen a group of strong men enter.

And after a while, an economic feast began.

Zeldes and Valthus talk to each other at the counter.

 

「But hey, Valthus, are these guys really that useless How does it compare to the old days」

「Don’t worry, they’re a lot better than we were then in terms of strength.」

「You’re serious, huh With that bunny girl, though, I’m still worried about something.」

「Is that kind of old man the one who’s really capable~ Age and blanks are not excuses.」

 

Mireille joins the conversation from the next table.

Mireille looks at them with a mug of beer in her hand.

Zeldes turned to Mireille and spoke to her, but Valthus stayed put.

 

「How about this then」

 

Zeldes puts out a small palm toward the mug Mireille is holding.

Then the mug Mireille was holding cracked open, even though she hadn’t done anything with it.

The people around her let out a sigh.

 

「You’re a long shot from no pre-movement.

Pops, you’re good.」

「If I give it my all, I’ll choke the life out of people fifty steps ahead of you.

Your turn, little girl.」

「It’s fine~」

 

A moment after Mireille placed the nearly broken mug on the table, Mireille’s figure suddenly disappeared.

And before they knew it, she was sitting cross-legged on the counter where Zeldes was sitting.

 

「Hi—fu—mi— … You’re just an old man.」

「My wallet… when was it」

 

Zeldes pulled out a wallet from his pocket and Mireille counted its contents.

It was a new experience for Zeldes to find himself completely unable to react, no matter how hostile or deadly he might have been.

The signboard girl tripped over the floor as she tried to pass by it with multiple mugs of beer.

Mireille catches the jock that is about to fly into the sky with just her legs and even her daughter.

Her allies cheered for Mireille.

 

「Nice work, girl.

You’ve got some serious footwork.」

「The old man is the one.

If the old man didn’t have a drink in him, I wouldn’t be able to do this trick.

I was also famous for being a violent person in Gruzald, but I wouldn’t have been able to be violent if I had someone like you as my superior officer.」

「They say that a lot.

You’re a military personnel, why did you join this troupe」

「I kicked the pissed off sentiment to the curb and quit.」

「I’m kind of the same way.

The military pisses me off, doesn’t it」

 

They look at each other and grin.

Apparently, they recognized each other’s abilities.

The little entertainment seemed to get everyone even more excited, and Mireille, feeling better, went back into the circle of people.

Once again, Zeldes turned to Valthus and asked the question that had been bothering him.

 

「So, Valthus.

Where’s the bottom line」

「Ahh.」

「I feel weird asking you this, but… you, what are you worried about」

 

In response to Zeldes’ serious question, Valthus spoke quietly.

 

「Betts, Kanaat and Großfeld know this.

Actually, I’ve been on my own for the past three months.

During that time, I have defeated a total of seven fiends that I thought were Archfiends.」

「Seven… That’s a bit much.

You haven’t reported this to the guild, have you」

「I haven’t.

I was going to report it at first, but the truth is that I’ve been hunting Archfiends with unusual frequency over the past few years.

Moreover, most of the cases are not reported to the guild and are encountered during completely unrelated requests.

I’m sure of it because I checked with the heroes and other mercenary groups.

I was sure that it was an Archfiend, just not certified because it was not accompanied by a level checker.

Moreover, from what I’ve heard, it’s assumed that there are cases where the characteristics are completely different and cases where the exact same Archfiend appears.」

「How is that possible when the guilds and Arnelia have their units patrolling various lands on a regular basis No matter how many skirmishes there are in the western countries and how easy it is for an Archfiend to arise.」

 

Forgetting to ask Zeldes to replace the empty drink, he was about to drink more when he finally realized that his mug was empty.

He must have been that upset.

 

「But it’s real.

But can’t you think of it this way What if the Archfiend is not being generated, but is being intentionally manufactured」

 

Zeldes’ eyes widen at Valthus’ words.

 

「That’s exactly what’s stupid.

What’s the point of creating an Archfiend by human hands How」

「I don’t know that much.

However, there are no similar species found in book of fiends, and the situation is certainly different from what it has been in the past.

That many of them look ugly, as if they’ve brought the dark side of humanity to the forefront.」

「…Well, some mercenaries who were having a drink at my place the other day were talking about how they had hunted an Archfiend, and from what I heard, it was a pretty creepy being.

I should have listened a little more.」

「Even in Mysia Then my guess might be right.」

 

Valthus gulps down a gulp of fire wine.

 

「What kind of guess」

「This is just the beginning.

If the same thing is going to happen in the midlands as well as in the west, it will eventually happen in the south, east, and north.

No.

Unlike the south and east, where the human traffic is more active, some changes may already be happening in the north.

This would once again lead to a war involving the entire continent.

This time it’s not a war against themselves, it would be a war of humans against fiends.

It’s the Great War period all over again.」

「…Stop that, you bastard.

I had planned to spend my retirement peacefully with the money I had saved.

Then why didn’t you call Arnelia or the guild」

「You know how I hate power and the establishment, right I don’t dislike the Master Bishop of Arnelia, but I don’t trust the organization.

Neither does the Guild.」

 

Valthus is staring at the air.

Zeldes wasn’t quite sure what to do, but he just knew that Valthus’ hunch would come true well.

 

「Can’t you alert the country and guilds in your name」

「I may have a reputation as a warrior, but I’m not in a position to lead others.

Because I kept refusing to be recognized as a hero, unfortunately, the dignitaries of the countries didn’t hate me, but they didn’t like my presence.

Now it has become a vengeance.」

「…Shall I call on Dorian in Gruzald」

「I thought about that, but wouldn’t I get into a fight with the generals before I met with Dorian Former Supreme Military Advisor of Gruzald.」

「That’s kind of true.

I’m sure those guys and Dorian would hate me.」

 

Zeldes laughs with gusto, Valthus with a small smile.

 

「What are you going to do then」

「First, retaliation.

We’ll get more confirmation on what kind of people will come out then.

It depends on that, but for now, I would like to work as solidly as possible in units of corps, and focus on large requests from national units.

I want to have connections with high-level officials in various countries in case of emergency.」

「I see, that would be appropriate.

「I still have access to the military in Gruzald, so I’ll make sure to have them look into it.」

「That’s a great help.」

Seeing that Valthus was seriously distressed, Zeldes poked him in the shoulder with his fist.

 

「Let’s not talk about the sick stuff now, shall we For now, let’s just enjoy our reunion after all these years!」

「Fufu, you’re right.

Speaking of which, is it true what Betts said earlier」

「Ohh, attaboy!! When he was still a little guy, you know.

There’s another funny story…」

 

And so the night of Blackhawk goes on.

After this, their names of valor will ring out as Valthus said.

The number of Archfiends they hunted, eight in seven days.

One of them was almost as strong as a Great Archfiend.

But the appearance of the Archfiend in the west was frequently heard after Blackhawk’s success, and Valthus’ concerns were about to be realized in the wrong direction in a single step.

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