Chapter 271: 271 Heavenly Running Maidens, Part 3 - The Situation in Nakahara Talked About, and

"But why do you care? Doesn't it matter what you're talking about Nakahara? You're going east now, aren't you?

"That sounds like it was a big war, and the Atassis have been working in one country for a long time, neglecting the public opinion. You don't want to pull the poverty lottery, mercenary."

For mercenaries, information is life. I've never made money safely on the battlefield. It can be described as a clever mercenary way to peek at how much money you need and to be on the likely side of winning. Pulling an imo on the battlefield means his own death.

Miranda's words had gained purpose, so the woman began to talk reluctantly, even though she felt something catch on.

"Not that I don't want to talk about it, but it seemed pretty awful. In conclusion, it seems that the war in Nakahara has managed to subside"

"I heard a while ago that you couldn't fit in the battle between Krums and Zamwed, and you even got involved in tragaslons and gruzalds, right? Besides, you said it was Krums who attacked Traguslon. There was an unscrupulous war with no doctrinal claims, because even the mercenaries despised it. Who put it away how?

Rosetta was also asking with a strange face. Even for Rosetta, a biological mercenary, the situation in Nakahara seems to be of concern.

Women mercenaries say.

"In Krums the king's death was announced. And the third prince was virtually authoritarian, and he issued a statement that the result was this war. I took the prince and exposed his neck."

"So that's not gonna work, is it? Certainly Krums has three princes. The other right to inherit the throne..."

"That's what happened. One girl. His name is, uh... Ray... somehow."

"That would be the point."

Rosetta was frightened, but there's nothing I can do about it that I can't remember. Miranda connects the story.

"But that's all Krums did thoroughly. How did you convince the countries, especially Gruzaldo?

"That's right, this princess is still a girl by the rumors, but she seems to be quite the person with the liver balls. I think I convinced King Dryan to come aboard Gruzaldo with only one escort. Of course I haven't forgotten the political rush. Zamwed's ruling power was left aside, in the form of a de facto delegation to Gruzaldo. And Tragaslon took some of Zamwed's territory after he recovered his own, and he split it it with Groussard."

"I see. Then aside from the emotional theory for Gruzaldo, it's a delicious story if you look only at the results. By bordering a tragaslon on it, it gives a direct glance. Did you make Gruzaldo a watchman for Tragaslon?"

"That won't be all. Tragaslon's Expeditionary Army has been devastated virtually within Zamwed territory, and it also foresees that no expedition will be possible for the time being. If a new territory is available, all the more so, home affairs will be a priority.

Similarly, with Krums transferring the rough Zamwed, Gruzard is forced to focus on his internal affairs.

It is also good to have bordered further with Groussard. If another country destroys Krums, that country will now border with Gruzard. Who would want to take such a damaging role?

Miranda and Rosetta thought to the story of the female mercenary. Certainly quite plausible, and not an unlikely story. But in the short time since entering the prairie, Miranda just didn't think that public opinion was moving this far either.

"(It's kind of too much talk. How long has Arnelia Church been grasping the situation?

Miranda was immediately struck by a desire to poke her, but there was nothing she could do about it now. Even if we don't hurry, we'll be in Arnelia soon.

"That's about all I know. How are you convinced?

"... um, sort of more or less"

"If you want to know any more, you're going to Meesia too. Because there's not going to be any information going through there."

So the story changed again, and now Rosetta and her female mercenaries began to thrive on another topic. But Miranda couldn't help but think. Such a folding mercenary found something, turned bright blue as a drunkenness awakened.

"Oh, my God, if you're gonna throw up, do it elsewhere."

"Oh, I will. This is your account for now. Well, I'll see you when I'm on edge!

"Oh, hey!

A female mercenary threw her money on the spot and left behind without time to pull it off. And look at the money the mercenary left behind.

"Not enough, motherfucker."

"... next time we meet, we'll have to charge you exactly."

At the same time as the two sighed, a small shadow appeared from the direction of the entrance and exit separate from that of the earlier female mercenary, which caught the attention of the two.

"Oh."

"Whoa."

The person in the two eyes was a girl. Would it be even smaller than Lisa's head by one? It lacked body irregularities, and the girl was the back length of a good spot. Such a girl came into the tavern with her red-brown hair ripped off, so she caught my attention even though she didn't like it.

"Hey, little lady. Daddy's old man?"

One of the drunks tried to tease the girl jokingly, but the girl then stepped out of the man's hand and walked over to the master of the tavern.

"I need to ask you something."

The girl's voice was full of majesty, not commensurate with her appearance. But the owner of the tavern is also accustomed to unusual guests, so calmly respond.

"Oh, my God, lady."

"Looking for people"

"I'm not an informant. Ask for a drink if you want to hear something. That's courtesy at the tavern."

Naturally if you are the owner of a liquor store, your surroundings nibble at ill-willed words about children. But when the girl jumps on a chair that is also close to her shoulder, she takes a 50 pent coin out of her nostrils and stirs it in one breath as she pulls the cork from the liquor bottle that was nearby.

As the men in the liquor store whisper into the sight, the girl shows the liquor bottle swinging upside down, as if it were empty. I didn't spill a drop of liquor from the bottle.

"Is this it?

"Oh, oh."

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The owner of the tavern also managed to make him snort, slightly distracted.

"Earlier gold coins included information. I want you to answer honestly."

"... okay, what do you want to hear?

"Have you seen the men who recently put a snake in the back of their hands with an elephant (or even a) crest?

My husband puts his neck up.

"Do you know more about that shape?

"Sure, I hear it's like a snake wrapped around a spear"

"Come on, I wonder how it went..."

My husband replied vaguely, but his eyes turned to a painting of the tavern. I guess I didn't bother to put it into words for when something happened.

The girl also guessed the situation, walking silently out of the chair to the one indicated by her husband. In that direction, three men were wrapped around a crease.

When the girl approached the painting, she slapped one man on the shoulder.

"I need to ask you something."

"Hmm? What the fuck?

The men were drinking pretty deep, and they didn't even seem to realize the girl had come into the tavern. She also replied that she would like it. But surely the back of his hand was elephant with snakes wrapped around spears.

"Recently, our people lost track of us."

"It's time for your kids to go home and go to bed, right?

"Yes, it is."

Ignoring the girl's question, the drunk men are saying something more casual while drinking. The girl ignored those words and went on to ask more questions.

"Before the news broke out, there was information that one of the companions we worked with was a mercenary squad of 'snakes tangled in spears'. Is that about you guys?

"That's right. This crest marks it. Come on."

The men show the girl the crest that each one has on the back of his hand.

Mercenaries sometimes make their claims and symbols by unifying their looks like Blackhawks, but sometimes they carve tattoos like these men. Each of the men had a tattoo on his arm.

When the girl sees the tattoo, she connects the question with no expression.

"I see, it's certainly as informative as it gets. Next question."

"Come on, lady. Is the question still going on? We're already asleep."

"Don't worry, there's only one thing left to ask."

A girl breathes a little louder. Are you a little nervous?

"... have you guys attacked the Tenma Knight woman lately?

"Ah? Does that mean you did it or not?

"Did that happen?

"Oh, that's the woman before me. Look, crazy guy on the way."

A man points to another man. The pointed man showed a trick that he was convinced by slapping one hand.

"Uh, I was there. You were already dead when I fucked you, so you're not impressed."

"I cried with a pretty good voice when I was alive."

"You were a perfectly gutsy woman. It's just 50 of us around, so I'm dead. I thought you were a mercenary. When I broke in, there was no response. I don't hesitate to let this guy out, so it stinks and I can't help it."

"You shouldn't have just barged in like me. I went first. Batara said it was the first one, apparently?

"Seriously. I don't want him."

"Think about the other people, too, you bastard. If you deal with him because he's so gross, you won't be able to deal with him later."

"It's just so crude."

"Ugh!

The men began to thrive on their nasty stories. The liquor store was quiet because of the attention paid to the girls, but everyone except the three men stopped talking and stared at the men because of the content of the men's conversation, who could not be flattered or classy by the servant liquor store.

And beside the men who even seem to enjoy talking about how they have offended the woman, the silent girl. Miranda and Rosetta watched the situation.

"What are those guys? Son of a bitch has enough."

"A group of mercenaries famous for their gathering of guesses called 'Snakes Involved in Spears (Scarsnakes)'. Those guys would be enemies if they were women, but they would be allies, but no more. They're like committing and chopping up even corpses. They don't even want to be involved in Atai. But I'll take any dirty work, so it's pretty much a treasure on the battlefield."

Rosetta also exposed her disgust as she threw her spit on the floor. Miranda is also convinced by Rosetta's attitude that she must be an extra bastard. And the girl leans down and opens her heavy mouth.

Continued

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