episode_0112

======[Milia]======

The silence until now suddenly disappears, and shock and screams pour down like a shower of rain.

Horrible screams that make it hard to imagine what the heck is going on.

The sight of a person flying into the air, spraying blood, and then falling down was clearly visible from a distance.

Are you a monster or a devil? To the shouts of panic, people from the east side of the village also began to appear out of their houses one by one.

‘That’s a kobold. Kobold. So, all you have to do is shoot the kobolds that come this way.’

Millia calmly protested.

At that moment, a blazing fireball rose in a parabolic curve.

‘Magic…? No way…!’

Millia’s eyes turned towards the fireball.

There was no way there was a wizard in a small town like this.

Harshar has anti-magic power, so he won’t be able to use magic.

…When I looked closely, it wasn’t magic.

A black figure was struggling in the middle of the fireball.

Even though it was missing a leg, it was clearly human.

‘oh my god. ‘You set fire to someone and threw it…?’

If anything, it was a truly extreme and strange act, very Hashal-like.

Still, the effect was clear.

The fireball that fell spread in all directions and began to slowly burn the eastern side of the village.

The screams of those who saw the flames became louder.

People who had been pointing fingers at the burning village began running in Milia’s direction.

Cutting off the hesitation, Milia pushed her left hand forward and pulled the string.

The muscles on his back, which had contracted to the maximum, trembled, and the bent bow rod let out a squeak.

“Yes. That’s… a kobold. Right Hashal? Is this correct, Damien?”

Milia muttered the words to herself that escaped her mouth, and spread out the index and middle fingers of her right hand.

The arrow was fired like a flash with a piing sound, piercing the head of the man who was running in front.

The man who was killed by the single blow spit out an arrowhead from the back of his head and fell.

“Den!”

“What, what?! They say that’s where the monster appeared…!”

The men all stopped, embarrassed by the scene before their eyes.

A man with a stab wound on his cheek found Milia holding the next arrow on her string, and pointed in that direction with his finger.

“You idiot, look over there! What kind of monster is that adventurer from earlier? Go and catch him!”

“How can you catch an adventurer who hasn’t even taken the medicine!”

One frightened young man retorted.

That’s because most of them were just ordinary village youth.

They are not even at the level of soldiers, let alone knights or adventurers.

They captured women who were deeply asleep or paralyzed by drugs, cut off their tendons, and raised them, but they were not capable of defeating an adventurer who ran wild.

“Then are you just going to give it up? Just one girl!! If we all rush in together, something will work out!”

“Yeah, right! This would be better than a fire pit!!”

The men who were in confusion soon started running toward Milia with weapons.

Millia silently protested.

The sight of screaming men rushing in reminded me of the group of kobolds I saw before.

‘Two kobolds. ‘There are three kobolds… four… five…’

Once I remembered it, it was easy after that.

Arrows rained down one after another and began to pierce the enemies.

“Keeek!”

“Aaagh! My legs!!”

“If you don’t want to fall, run!”

Kobolds are rolling around on the floor. Screaming a scream resembling the imperial language.

A kobold with its head pierced and brain fluid pouring out.

A kobold collapses, clutching its abdomen.

A kobold rolling around, clutching the arrow stuck in its leg.

Kobold.

Millia let out a laugh.

I tried it and it wasn’t that difficult.

—-

“You bitch!”

Before I knew it, several kobolds came closer. In three or four steps, you can reach the distance that the spear sword in your hand can reach.

There was relief and joy on their faces.

As if he was confident that he could catch her now that he had come this far.

‘He has the intelligence of a monster.’

Aside from the rapier hanging at her waist, can’t we even see what she’s riding?

Milia laughed at them and hit the reins.

The brown horse runs forward as if it had been waiting. The distance from the kobolds widened significantly.

“Uh…huh?”

“This guy…!”

An arrow got stuck in the mouth of a kobold who was about to swear.

Pieces of the medulla and cerebellum were entangled with the arrowhead that pierced through.

The kobold that was croaking fell down.

—-

It didn’t take long before the charging kobolds were annihilated.

Millia turned her horse’s head and advanced among the corpses, adding holes one by one to the heads of the still living kobolds.

“Ah…ah……”

“Sa, please save me, sister…!”

All that remained were those that were still young.

A male with a youthful streak still shed tears and prayed.

“Sister? Do you mean me?”

Millia looked down at it. The area under my chin was dark.

Unfortunately, it was a kobold.

An arrow sprouted between the baby kobold’s eyes.

The fallen cub trembled and fell limp.

There was little sympathy.

If it weren’t for Senior Friede and Hashal, he would have ended up on top of her tomorrow.

“Aaagh! Ahhh!”

The young cub next to me screamed. Millia took out another arrow and observed the creature.

‘You don’t have a beard…?’

Then it was a person. maybe.

Millia put the arrow back.

I didn’t really want to check all the way down.

There are five left. There were a total of four people, including one kobold cub and this boy.

An arrow split the air.

Now four.

All the kobolds died, and only humans remained.

Millia lightly eased her stiff shoulders and put the bow on her back again.

“I won’t kill you, so just wait quietly.”

The children, who felt deep fear at the gentle voice that did not fit the girl who killed all the village adults, trembled and nodded.

Millia smiled slightly and looked towards the village.

The spreading fire had already burned more than half of the village.

Seeing that there were no more running out, it seemed that Hashall had hunted all the remaining kobolds.

‘But, is it okay to burn everything like that…?’

Millia tilted her head.

‘I don’t know. Hashalr will have his own thoughts.’

Deciding to postpone her worries until later, Millia got down from her horse and started pulling out the arrows stuck in the kobolds.

Arrows that look good need to be recycled.

Every time an arrow was pulled out, the corpse kobolds flinched, spouting out blood.

The children’s cries became louder.

======[Chapel. Friede and Damian.]======

“Damian. Have you ever killed someone?”

Friede stopped the carriage and suddenly asked Damian a question.

Damian thought about the meaning of the question for a moment, but decided that, to be honest, it didn’t really matter.

‘I already cut down one person just today.’

“About four or five times.”

Friede raised her eyebrows at the sight of Damien answering casually.

“With such an innocent face, isn’t it surprising? Still, I’m glad I didn’t have to give advice.”

If you’re going to live as a knight, don’t hesitate to cut people down, the moment you hesitate, you lose your life, etc. Common advice.

It’s not the first time, it’s the fourth time, and I would have finished clearing my mind a long time ago.

Friede and Damien, who had parked their carriage in the bushes next to the cemetery, bent down and looked at the chapel.

It was a larger chapel than I thought.

A two-story brick building.

There was a sharp spire on the roof, and glass windows the size of a human torso decorated the walls on all sides.

Above the front door, an old star sign was hanging slightly tilted.

A scythe sign hanging on a tombstone. It was the symbol of Ceres, the goddess of earth and death.

“So what should we do now? Shall we go in and cut them all down?”

Damian grabbed the handle of the great sword. It looked as if they would rush into the chapel at any moment.

Friede stretched out her arm and blocked Damian.

“Stupid sound. I don’t know how many there are, but they must all be playing in the basement.”

If you’re at the chapel at this hour, the reason is obvious. You’ll be having a lot of fun, looking forward to new loot.

Friede gritted his teeth, clearly showing his disgust and contempt.

“So, shouldn’t we enter quickly?”

Damian urged again. Friede didn’t necessarily blame him.

This was the attitude commonly displayed by new knights who lacked experience but were full of a sense of justice.

It wasn’t just that I saw it once or twice, all I had to do was explain the reason well.

‘I’d like to try acting like a senior.’

Friede made eye contact with Damian.

It was a resolute expression, as if revealing a firm will. Just like other newbies she had seen.

Except for a very subtle sense of difference.

It didn’t take long for Friede to realize the cause.

‘…Yes, the eyes are different.’

That was the cause of the feeling of heterogeneity.

Damian’s eyes seemed to have a strong sense of justice, but he didn’t show the slightest hint of nervousness that newcomers often show in these cases.

Even the urging of Friede was not an expression of urgency, but rather a simple exchange of opinions.

It wasn’t a typical reaction.

‘…what?’

Friede tilted his head, but soon put his doubts to the back of his mind.

It was a question that there was no point in worrying about right now.

“Friede senior?”

“Ah, yes. Let me explain. If that’s what the assassin wants to do, if he’s planning on breaking through head on, it’s a bad idea to enter now. Aside from the fact that you will not see anything, most enemies will first try to capture hostages nearby. Do you understand?”

It was unclear how many people were inside, but if there were more than ten enemies taking hostage, there was no way for Friede to save them.

Damian, who understood Friede’s explanation, nodded.

“Okay. So just wait. Until enough of them jump out due to the commotion heard in the village.”

Since Hashal has been released into the village, there will be a lot of commotion.

So much so that all the guys wreaking havoc underground were so shocked that they all jumped out.

That was the moment to take the plunge.

Soon, with the burning inn in the background, roars and screams echoed throughout the village.

“That must be Hashal, right?”

“It looks like he’s committing something big. It seemed particularly extreme today. Why are you doing that?”

It was fun to watch so I left it alone, but it felt like Friede was a bit different from his usual words and actions.

Rather than saying that he became violent, I would say…yeah, I would say that the built-up frustration came out.

It looked full of malice, like a cat playing with a mouse.

“Isn’t that it? Day of Wrath?”

Damian, who had been pondering, suddenly raised his head as if he had realized something.

‘…Day of Wrath?’

“What is that?”

It was a word Friede had never heard of.

I wondered if it was a commoner’s slang, so I asked Damien what it meant.

“The girls in the village said that. Women have a day of anger once a month, so please understand even if they act harsh.”

“Ah.”

Friede, who roughly understood, sighed.

‘Was it something like that…’

It was an understandable reason for her.

Damian didn’t seem to know what he meant.

Urgent footsteps began to spread from the basement of the chapel.

“Get ready quickly. The first guys that come out are probably scouts, so leave them alone and attack them when they come back with the others.”

Friede carefully took out the saw he was wearing at his waist.