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The result of the second round of the Fuyo Cup (Lotus Cup) and the details of the match are written in Fuyoho.　It's the latest information we just printed!

　The royal capital was bustling for the first time in a long time with the spectators of the Lotus Cup and the merchants who had come to rely on it and not to miss a business opportunity.
　It's not surprising that this was the first time in two years that the event was held amidst a lack of positive news since the war with the Empire.

　Smiles appeared on the faces of the people on the street, and the merchants of the stalls were trying to catch their customers by raising their voices.
　A girl dressed as a town girl was walking along the side of the road with a blank expression on her face, as if she had been left out of such an atmosphere.

　Her medium-short hair color is dark brown, almost black.
　Her brown eyes were aimed at a certain person across the crowd of people passing by.

　The girl had no name.
　She doesn't know her age or her birth parents, she was raised in a group called only the 'organization'.
　Her foster parents gave her the art of survival, the means to outsmart her enemies, and the skill to kill people.

　Eventually, the organization gave her the street name "Red Osprey" and she did as she was told, carrying out orders as the organization's hands and feet.
　It was a year ago that Akamisago's daily life changed drastically when she had no doubts about this situation.
　It was when he was assigned to assassinate a nobleman's daughter.

　At that time, Akamisago had been instructed to be an observer and had not directly participated in the battle.
　But even if she was excluded, there were a total of nine attackers, and they were not just assassins, they were some of the most skilled in the organization of the royal capital.
　You will find that you will be able to find out what is going on in the world and what is going on in the world.
　This is because at the side of the young lady is a skilled mercenary who is known as the "Magician of a Thousand Swords".

(Everything went wrong from then on.)

　Remembering what happened at the time, the Red Osprey concludes as if it were someone else's business.

　After the failed raid, a new order was conveyed to Akamisago from the organization.
　The order she received was to keep an eye on the "Magician of a Thousand Swords," which could be said to be the main cause of the failed attack.

　Since then, the red osprey has concentrated on monitoring the mercenary.
　I've been watching Senken's actions from a distance and passing on information as I saw it to the occasional "messenger pigeon".

(Where in the world did that man go after overcoming my surveillance? ......)

　After a series of days of surveillance, even though he occasionally loses sight of himself, Akamisago encounters the unexpected.
　This is because the Senken began an attack on the organization's base in the royal capital.

(I didn't expect him to run head-on into the organization.)

　He headed without hesitation to the organization's base of operations that even the city's ruffians would avoid, and Senken quickly overpowered it with all his might.
　The red osprey was watching it intently from afar.

(I received orders from the organization to monitor that man. I don't care if the organization's base is attacked or how many people die in it. Our first priority is the order from the organization.

　The people stationed at the base should be reasonably experienced in rough terrain.
　There are a few of them, but there are one or two that can compete on equal terms with the Aka Ospreys.
　But without even feeling it, Senken trampled the base.

(I didn't know they were fighting that thing. ......)

　Fortunately, the red osprey was instructed by the organization to monitor, not raid.

(I'll fight them if they ask me to, but I don't feel like I can win at all.)

　The red osprey was shown disgustingly that it wasn't as easy an opponent as the dead 'Uraito Taguri' had said it would be.

　One by one, one by one, the destroyed strongholds were left behind after a thousand swords passed by.
　An organization with great influence over the underworld in the royal capital had been destroyed in just one day, leaving one base behind.
　It was unbelievable to see with my own eyes, but at the same time, it made me keenly aware of the overwhelming difference in power that I couldn't help but agree with.

(It feels like a dream, but ...... that's the unmistakable reality.

　And so, Senken struck into the last and largest base in the royal capital.
　Even though they had lost a lot of handlers due to the failed raid on the duke's daughter, quite a few of them still greeted Senken.

There were many skilled men waiting at the chief's place. Even if the guards were to ride in, they would have had enough forces to repel them, and if it came down to it, they would have at least prepared to escape on their own. (I never thought it would turn out that way.)

　It seemed that Senken, as expected of him, would have a hard time with the large number of people, but what the red osprey saw from the roofs of the buildings three houses away from him was a one-sided overrun.
　When the lid was opened, it ended up giving birth to countless corpses.
　Of course, the only people who ended up as corpses were the people in the organization.

　In the end, the red osprey, who had been observing the whole thing with cold eyes, realized that he had only made an enemy of that one man and this is what happened.
　The only person left alive, Senken, suddenly appeared to be in pain and cowered there.

　Under the watchful eye of the red osprey, Senken's body gradually fades into a haze.
　The decorations on the wall, which should not be visible, began to faintly appear through Senken's body.

(Even if I recall it now, it's shameful. I was so dumbfounded that I ended up losing sight of the object of my surveillance)

　The increasingly scarce Senken eventually disappeared as if he had never been there in the first place.
　All that remained was a bloody stronghold and a number of dead organization's people.

　Having lost sight of the target of his surveillance, Aka Osprey would continue to look around for Senken from then on.

(Has it been a year already since then?)

　A year ago, after losing sight of Senken, Red Osprey decided to return to his hideout and wait for instructions.
　However, there is no sign of the "carrier pigeon" to whom he would like to give regular reports, nor is there any sign of the person who is giving him instructions.
　When I went to the main base of operations according to emergency regulations, none of them were there.

　It was only natural.
　As I had seen with my own eyes, the members of the organization had been nearly killed and decimated.

　Red Osprey, who had been following orders and foolishly loyal to the orders of his superiors since his birth, was at a loss for the first time.
　She had only known how to follow orders, and without them, she couldn't take any action on her own.

(Then she would have no choice but to obey the last instruction given to her by the organization.

　The red osprey suppresses his confusion by following his most recent instructions to "keep an eye on the sorcerer of a thousand swords".
　However, the target of the surveillance in question has disappeared without leaving a trace.
　You are able to find out what is going on in the world, and what is going on in the surrounding areas, but there is no information on the sighting of Senken after that day.

　Such a situation lasted for a year.

　The life of the Red Osprey, who was unable to get instructions from the top and continued to obey his final orders, can be described in one word: terrible.
　What happens when a girl who has been taught only to live in the organization in the first place is suddenly thrown out on her own?
　The organization has been taking care of her food, clothing and shelter in order to keep her focused on her mission.
　That's why Akamisago has never earned any money of her own.

(I wasn't taught that.)

　Although one may be skilled in the art of deceiving others, one is not so accustomed to worldly life as to blend in with it.
　They may have a certain amount of common sense, but what they know and what they have learned are two different things.
　The Red Osprey's knowledge is too biased for him to live a normal life.

　The first priority for the red osprey is to keep an eye on the sorcerer of the thousand swords.
　In order to keep an eye on him, he needs to find out where his target is.

(If you don't have time to do anything else, carry out your orders first.)

　Aka Osprey spends every waking moment looking for the Senkenjutsuka, but he has no time to devote to his daily chores.
　Losing the support of the organization, Red Osprey is all alone and begins to struggle to find food.
　He spends his days scavenging for leftover food like abandoned children in a slum, sneaking food from street stalls without the benefit of merchants.

I have no strength and my vision is shaky. My mind is kind of fuzzy. (When the organization took care of me, I could eat my fill.

　Naturally, she had no time to devote to her appearance, and the current red osprey was barely dressed enough to look like a town girl.
　Her cheeks are burnt to the point that it's hard to believe she's a young girl, her body is emaciated, and her dark brown hair, which has lost its luster, is disheveled and unkempt.

　Even in such a state, the red osprey was still bound by the last order to watch over the Senken sorcerer.
　To the Akamisago, the world was the organization itself, and to live was to carry out the organization's orders.

　It had been about a year since he had been searching for a place to carry out his orders without any direction.
　Suddenly, the sorcerer of a thousand swords appeared in the royal capital.
　Where had he gone, when had he returned, none of these questions had been answered.
　But the red osprey shivered with unearned joy as he finally caught sight of the object of his surveillance.

This time I won't lose sight of it.

　The little murmurings of the red osprey were lost in the murmur of the traffic.