Thoughts of a shield maiden.

I shall leave non written in papers or their technological equivalents for my mind fears they would unveil my long term plans so I would write them in my own very memories never leaving my side, never to be read by others...For it seems, My being is the last of my kind...agents of father.

Truth to be told, I feel lonely but that what the current circumstances dictated on me. There were nothing left for me but to join the Militär. Nah, that would be a lie. Angelika Arnwald was always there, thing is. She just joined the security division. Yes, I walk the path of the black uniforms and the national guardsmen. There is my future of my disguised myself but my true intents lie somewhere else.

Unfortunately, The first of my memories are bitter but the shield maiden always learn from her mistakes. So, we were able to hunt down the targets, I was accused of being careless when handling a toxic container. Perhaps, the old me is still accustomed to her old privileges. But what if there was a booby trap, probably I would have been this day's hero.

Regardless, no one learns for free. Aerugese and Drachman would be learned. Eventually, Explosives defusing and toxic handling procedures as well to prevent such situations in the future from repeating themselves.

Fortunately, the hand maiden that I am still low in ranks granting me great space of freedom to move where my eyes would see fit.

Indeed, there is a lot to be done.