The girl they brought in was even more suspicious than I had heard.
Her age was about the same as Suzuha’s, or perhaps slightly younger.
Her face was incredibly well-defined, and her long black hair swayed silkily with every move—so far, so good.
She wore exotic clothes I had never seen.
I later learned they were called Montsuki Haori Hakama.
Her chest, which was undoubtedly larger than a honeydew melon, was bound tightly with white sarashi.
Two swords were tucked into her waist sash.
…If I weren’t the Margrave, I would definitely ignore this situation.
While I was wondering where to even start, she introduced herself.
“My humble name is Tsubaki. I have come from the continent in the East.”
Ah, I see. A native of the Eastern continent.
As I nodded in interest, Ayano-san said with a stern face:
“Wait, My Lord. Tsubaki-san, do you mean a different continent?”
“From the perspective of this continent, yes, it is another continent.”
Right, right. That explains the strange outfit.
“This one is a wandering martial artist, but in my homeland, there were no opponents left to face. Thus, I have crossed over to this continent.”
“I see.”
Her motive and words didn’t seem suspicious. All good!
“Safe travels on your journey then.”
“Wait, My Lord!?”
Ayano-san stopped me.
“This girl is clearly a soldier from a foreign continent! Shouldn’t we investigate further?”
“Even if you say that… this girl is only about as strong as Suzuha, you know?”
I can just tell from the atmosphere.
My assessment was that her strength was roughly equal to Suzuha or slightly above.
In other words, she was at the level of a trainee female knight—nothing particularly noteworthy.
So, it should be fine to let her go.
When I whispered this to Ayano-san so Tsubaki couldn’t hear, Ayano-san fell into deep thought for a moment, crossing her arms with a very strange look.
“…I see. I finally see the pattern.”
“What pattern?”
“Your criteria for judgment, My Lord. When you have a preconceived notion about someone, your standard of strength matches the general public. But when you don’t, your standard of strength becomes yourself.”
“I don’t really get it, but is that how it is?”
Even if it was, I didn’t think there was much of a difference between the two.
“Anyway, safe travels.”
“That will not do.”
As I tried to release Tsubaki, she stopped me herself.
“Um, yes?”
“I wish to have a match with you.”
“…Eh, me?”
“From the very moment I saw you, my soul has been screaming.”
“What’s it saying?”
“—’I have finally found him! The man before me is the rival I must defeat!’—”
“…How can you tell that?”
“By observing your bearing, I can tell your general level of ability. And above all, you are draped in the aura of an overwhelmingly strong warrior!”
“Seriously…?”
What an intensely imaginative foreigner.
But well, since we put her through the trouble of being treated as a suspicious person, I guess I can do this as an apology.
“I guess it can’t be helped. Let’s go to the backyard.”
“I look forward to it!”
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6 Yuzuriha’s Perspective
—Suzuha’s Brother is meeting with a mysterious martial artist from a foreign continent.
The moment Yuzuriha, who was in the middle of a meeting with the heads of major merchant guilds, heard that whisper, she immediately stood up, cancelled all her plans for the day, and decided to return to the castle.
“My apologies, an urgent matter has arisen. I must go.”
“Eh… um, after this, we had a lunch featuring rare delicacies from the Duchy of Uentas… and I wanted to introduce my son…”
Though the guild masters tried to stall her, Yuzuriha ignored them and sprinted toward the castle.
She understood that they saw a meeting with her as a great honor, and she felt a tiny bit guilty.
But more than that, the determination filling her mind leaked from her lips.
“I am the partner who protects Suzuha-kun’s Brother’s back—!”
If her partner was facing an unknown foreign martial artist,
it was only right for her to be present just in case.
In Yuzuriha’s logic, which flowed as smoothly as a river, there was no room for the reasoning that Suzuha’s Brother could handle it himself.
She sprinted back to the castle at full speed, rushing to the backyard where the two were said to be.
And then.
Yuzuriha witnessed a scene that felt strangely familiar, as if she’d seen it countless times before.
“This is…”
First, she spoke to Suzuha, who seemed to have arrived earlier.
“Suzuha-kun. What’s the situation?”
“It’s exactly what it looks like.”
Before them, Suzuha’s Brother was completely dominating the girl in the strange outfit.
It felt incredibly familiar. She’d even experienced it herself.
It was the path she herself, the Amazons, and even the maid Kanade had walked.
“Since it’s Brother, I figured it would turn out like this.”
“Ah…”
The swords were ones not seen on this continent.
That ethnic dress was definitely from the Eastern continent. It was called a Kimono.
But Yuzuriha thought that specific style was meant for men…?
“So, it’s the usual thing?”
“It’s the usual thing. I mean, even if the continent is different, strength doesn’t change that much. It’s only natural.”
“Still, Suzuha-kun’s Brother looks like he’s having a bit of a hard time.”
“I’ve been watching, and that foreigner is simply quite strong, and her fighting style is completely different from ours.”
“Oh?”
“To put it broadly, our style is about hacking and slashing with a sword. But her style is more about slicing with the blade.”
“I see.”
“Also, she’s incredibly focused on offense, almost completely ignoring defense. It’s like a ‘it doesn’t matter if I don’t get hit’ kind of movement… anyway, that’s how she moves.”
“That would make it quite difficult for Suzuha-kun’s Brother.”
“The fact that he’s still pummeling her just proves how amazing Brother is.”
“I can only agree.”
…However, that foreign girl was quite the beauty, and wasn’t her chest a bit too large? Even pressed down with sarashi, they looked the size of watermelons.
Was she mocking them? Completely ignoring her own situation, Yuzuriha observed with a glare.
Grudgingly, she admitted the girl’s skill as a warrior was significant.
If Yuzuriha, the Killing Goddess, fought her without knowing anything, she could envision herself being bewildered by those strange attacks.
Even excluding that, they were likely evenly matched, or perhaps the girl was even slightly superior.
The world is a big place… Yuzuriha groaned, crossing her arms.
“By the way, Yuzuriha-san, there’s something that’s been bothering me.”
“What is it?”
“That foreigner occasionally lets out these incomprehensible shouts.”
“Oh?”
“Just now, she shouted, [‘Are the men of this continent so strong even if they are just commoners!?’]”
“…That is…”
Yuzuriha felt like she could easily imagine why.
After all, when it comes to Suzuha’s brother’s catchphrase…
He keeps saying things like “I’m just a commoner” or “just an ordinary person”—it sounds like nothing but nonsense to me.
“Could it be… she actually believes Suzuha-kun’s Brother is an average person…?”
“Hahaha. No one could be that stupid.”
“Then, Suzuha-kun, can you think of any other possibility?”
“Not a single one.”
They observed again.
The foreign girl’s eyes were sparkling as she threw everything she had at Suzuha’s Brother.
“…But this is a chance.”
“How so?”
“Look closely at that foreign girl’s eyes.”
Suzuha stared intently as instructed and said one thing.
“She has the eyes of a thieving cat.”
“That too, but that’s not it—look, compare her to the Amazons.”
“Huh.”
“The Amazons who fought Suzuha-kun’s Brother had their pride thoroughly shattered and their spirits broken. They swung their swords through tears, just wanting to be recognized by him, right?”
“…That was a tragic incident…”
“But that foreign girl is fighting with pure surprise and admiration. Do you know why?”
“…So, the reason is she actually believes the nonsense that Brother is a commoner, and that this continent is crawling with people who are just as absurdly strong…?”
“There’s no other explanation.”
If that was the case, they had to act fast.
In Yuzuriha’s experience, whenever a top-level female knight was overwhelmed by Suzuha’s Brother, she would inevitably fall in love with him. A deep, soulful love at first sight.
It couldn’t be helped.
The weak beast follows the strong beast.
That is the instinct of a female knight.
But, if she believed this strength wasn’t special…!
Before hearts could appear in her eyes…!
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