Chapter 217

Battlefield News

(TL: Mary's father, General Gazelle, talking . . . )

" . . . Did you come to training?"

At those words, Mary turned around and said .

"Yes, well . . . Thanks to your guys, we'll regain our country with the upcoming war . "

Deaths and more deaths on the back of my daughter . . . Innumerable men have fallen down by her sword .

On the contrary, my daughter has never been found a cut, nor dirt on her clothes .

Only the sweat floating on her forehead tells us that she was fighting the men who had fallen to the ground .

"Mary, have a match with me . . . Oh, I forgot, I mean . . . general, I'm sorry . . . "

Men ran close to see her match and after it ended they approached asking for another round .

At the beginning they had fear of her overwhelming power .

But being her pupils is not such a bad thing for them now, those feelings of minding losing to a woman were long ago thrown out .

Longing, respect . . . they now have such feelings for her .

She is the testimony of someone winning the trust of everyone in the military without relying on names or titles, only by talent .

Recently I've heard that she is giving advice to them and makes them have matches with her and learn by practicing .

Her advice is very precise, hence it is said that those who seek a simulated fight with her have exponentially increased their strength .

Oh my daughter . . . . I don't know if be happy or sad by it . . .

"Well, that's good, keep those moves in moderation"

At that time, an elderly man ran away from the mansion and approached General Gazelle .

" . . master, there is someone looking for you . . . . "

"What? Well, let's go"

Mary looked sharp at his appearance while they went away .

No one noticed it, but it attracted her attention .

"You come, too"

" . . . is it good?"

"Ah"

Then, in the reception room, three people were awaiting .

There is a man, newly appointed as a Baron sitting on the sofa .

He stood up with my father's entrance .

"You may be at ease, it's been hard work to come from so far way . "

"Ha!"

He sits down at his seat in the opposite side .

And Mary stood behind as a stone .

" . . . Excuse me, that woman . . . . "

Those who see her eyes are frightened .

Those eyes color and presence, seems to see through all . .

"Don't mind her . So, quickly, what business brings you here?"

My father is an impatient man, so he urged him to continue .

" . . . There is movement in Twil's country"

"In military sense?"

"Yes . . . "

In the message of our spies, the army of Twil's country has assembled and is ready to attack, Mary who was hearing from behind, of course didn't show any signs of uneasy on her face .

Rather, she was strangely calm .

Apparently, those men were surprised to see a weak woman showing no fear to war .

In any case, Mary's appearance is that of a weak woman .

Knowing the fact that she's the strongest person of our entire country would be such a huge shock enough to make them collapse . . . .

That's why he probably felt confused seen me being accompanied by her when the messages were about the crudeness of war .

However, in reality there isn't such a thing at all, her face was indifferent to those messages .

"Is that a fact?"

" . . . it's most certainly true, they grabbed information from different routes and many spies were sent to obtain this . His Highness has confirmed it too . . "

"Is that so . . . . What is the scale of their attack and their advancement speed at the moment?"

"It is the same size as the last campaign, the speed of advancement seems to be faster than expected . . . within 10 days they will arrive at the border with our country . "

" . . . . . . Right, go immediately to the royal palace and arrange for them to send troops . Await there until the First Prince decides our movement . "

" . . . How reassuring . Thank you . "

He who always held his head high, looked now as if his heart was broken .

"Mary . . . "

"What happened father?"

"As you heard . . . those men will head to the Royal Palace immediately and appoint the troops to the border, perhaps this war will start as soon as we set foot there . "

Mary nods silently at those words . . .

"Please, never go out . I do not know what will happen in the future, always prioritize to protect yourself and your family . "

I seemed to intimidate her gently .

But nevertheless, she doesn't care about it and instead frowned .

I got caught in her line of sight and she looks straight at me while frowning .

"I know what you'll say . You're strong, right, I know . But . . . Do you remember your vow?"

At that question she looked a little surprised . . . and smiled .

Her oath .

That was what she promised the first time she got a sword . . .

"I swear to my name . I am proud of my father, I respect my seniors, and have confidence in the swordsmanship that I built . I take responsibility to not defile my pride, I swear to wield my sword always to protect others . "

That's what my daughter told me in the distant past .

However, it's something to never forget in these situations .

"Of course, but now, the reason why I have a sword is different from that time . "

"……What does it mean?"

"Before it was for my pride, and now it's to protect my dearests . The people I value the most, those around me, if I want to protect them, I will be proud to be a monster or a fighting madman . "

"Oh . . you really . . . "

At Mary's answer, I smiled .

However, I immediately withdraw my simle .

"Come back"

" . . . you must promise me! take care of yourself!"

"Yeah . . father . . "