Cardboard Houses Do Not Tear

69 – In the middle of the red road

I’ll just say the conclusion.

It was a living hell.

“Huh. Huh.”

At least since I’m breathing and laughing right now, it’s fitting that life is attached to the front.

Until a while ago, the faces of those who could be seen from all sides were all blurred, so it was impossible to distinguish between a corpse and a person, so what followed was hell.

After barely catching my breath, I looked around and it was quiet.

But if you look a little farther away, you can see that they are fighting, clashing their weapons.

Just as there is windless snow in a typhoon, a small no-man’s-land exists even in a melee.

The more the battle continues, the more no-man’s-land will be created by the narrowing field of view.

“Ha ha.”

“hehehehe, hehehe.”

Unlike the squad leader who sighs quietly,

My employer was almost dying.

It was only natural that he was memorizing long prayers while running among the mercenaries.

‘We would have all died if there hadn’t been Priest Rien a little while ago.’

I recalled a time when the everywhere was full of blurry faces.

There was never a time when I didn’t, but especially when I did.

“Please protect me!”

With that one word left, Priest Rien knelt down on the floor.

Then he recited a prayer.

“He sees everything from the firmament, and the darkness does not escape from his sight and fades away.”

It was the prayer of purification that I memorized yesterday.

Then, the divine power that started at her fingertips spread along the floor to the surroundings, and the effect was amazing.

The mercenaries collapsed while holding their heads, and the undead hurriedly ran away.

As the enemies approaching from all sides were incapacitated, the prianian squad leader and I looked at each other blankly.

“Suck, run fast!”

It wasn’t until Priest Rien shouted urgently. We each started doing what we were good at.

“Priest Rien, hold my hand.”

While the prianian squad leader with a loaded crossbow was helping the reeling Priest Rien,

I headed for the mercenaries.

“Turn it off.”

“Where is this…”

As if from a hangover, I shouted at the mercenaries who were getting up.

“Glory to the Count! I am the Golfian G-House who received his order!”

Because I was entrusted with escorting the priest who went on an expedition under the command of the count. I didn’t lie.

Then they looked at me.

I kept telling you no lies, just the truth.

“While you were fighting fiercely to save the honor of the Count, an ugly black magician who was ugly and cruel and treated death like a child’s clay doll seduced you!”

“A warlock?”

“This crazy.”

While there was such a stir, one person stepped forward and asked.

“Which count are you talking about…?”

At the sudden question about my affiliation, I said with a firm expression.

“Stupid question! Which count is that!!”

There was no subject in my words. Because there were two counts who fought this territory battle.

So I willingly omitted the subject and played the count’s loyal subordinate in a high-handed tone.

We didn’t have time to convince him.

The Gambison I was wearing was covered in blood. That’s why the guy who couldn’t scan me showed a skillful way to live.

“Sorry!”

‘Is your life as a mercenary over if you say you’re sorry? If so, I was finished a year ago.’

I chewed and swallowed the words that came out of my mouth, then opened my mouth again.

“I will forgive you as much as the situation is. That’s why I’ll deliver the Count’s command to you! Be grateful!”

I pointed to a place where I could see a red fireball in the distance.

It was the Earl of Barrington’s camp, but those who rolled their eyes wouldn’t know where it belonged.

“All those who have come to their senses now, stand up and head over there! Move as a group, and avoid areas around long spears! I will move to another place and gather more allies!”

A mercenary who was still awake asked.

“Which territory is that…”

“Are you still out of your mind?”

I blocked his mouth.

“It’s a situation where everyone has joined forces to build the warlock and save you! The Battle of the Territory is over! Come back to life!

I couldn’t take them with me.

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That’s why I shouted louder.

“This is the Count’s final order! Come back alive! The Yeongji War is over!”

In a situation where Priest Rien’s holy power is running low, a purification won’t have much effect.

In a situation where it was certain that they would soon be possessed by dark magic again, the fate that befell them was almost certain.

Because of that, I had to at least use it as much as I could.

While the sane mercenaries moved and dispersed the flow of troops, we broke through the loosened encirclement.

I didn’t think they would move.

I grabbed one of the mercenaries and shook it. It was the mercenary who asked me a moment ago.

“If you haven’t driven a nail through your ear, move immediately. Mercenary! It is an order from His Excellency the Count! Disregarding His orders is unforgivable to me!!”

Only then, regardless of their affiliation, did they unite and start leaving the battlefield in the direction I pointed out.

After confirming that they had left, we headed towards the totem again, and we have come this far.

By the time the flashback was over, Priest Rien, who barely caught his breath, raised his head and said.

“Come to think of it, G-house mercenary, are you eloquent? You said all that. Usually mercenaries are a little more straightforward.”

As she said that, she was wiping the area around her nose with her sleeve. Is it even a runny nose?

Waving her incense burner and repeating what I said in a snoring voice, it was quite funny.

“The Battle of Yeongji is over! Come back to life! Rani, what did you do in the past?”

“I was a slave.”

“Oops.”

Priest Rien raised her raised sleeves.

“And if it stays as it is, nothing will change. Wouldn’t it be better to suggest a direction?”

Even if you take care of what happens after that, at least it’s better than being left alone and being killed by a dog.

“I just pushed my back a little bit. The choice was theirs.”

The result is something you have to handle yourself.

“You are a person who values hard work!”

Priest Lien turned her head and said.

“Okay. Let’s start again! Because I’m fine now!”

At first glance, her sleeves were slightly reddish.

***

Indeed, today was a burning day.

There’s literally a fire burning in the distance,

The totem that caused the old man with dementia to rise was making everyone go crazy like a club DJ,

The crazy ballroom was busy dancing with each other on metal.

And there was always a guy who wanted to find a new dance partner.

“Stop it, you b*tch-evil!”

Thump!

And the bastards who flirted with the target who already had an opponent were all bound to roll around after being hit in the knee with a crossbow or a thrown dagger.

Where does that dog touch?

“Ahhh…”

Ignoring his silence, I pulled out my dagger.

And I counted the number of daggers I had in my head.

Two.

After carrying five of them from the supply wagon stopped in the middle, the recovery rate has been pretty good so far.

It’s not true, but it was good for my mental health to think so, so I roughly agreed and put it in the storage compartment.

There were three storage compartments, but one already had an owner, so there was no room left.

Meanwhile, while I was thinking like this, the enemy came rushing in. It was because reloading manners did not exist in reality.

However, humans are animals that adapt on their own.

For example, like the squad leader is doing now.

“Die!”

-Tung!

The prianian squad leader bounced to his side like a rabbit and quickly shot his crossbow into his knee.

He sat down screaming.

No further action was taken. I overtook her and went in front of her,

After reloading, I heard the sound of the squad leader running again.

I couldn’t see any more composure in the behavior I was used to.

And in the middle of our relay race, there was Priest Rien.

She skillfully leaped over her mercenaries and recited her prayers.

“When the sun rises, the farmer wakes up and plows the fields during the day, because he is strong-”

She was constantly reciting prayers even while running.

It was a trio that no one should be left out of.

On the way there, I inadvertently saw something shaking beside me.

Not the chest of Priest Rien, but the incense burner beneath it.

The smoke that shattered in the air thinned slightly.

Of course, it was partly because we continued to fight and took up time, but I felt a sense of deja vu.

Obviously, she was fine until she recited the prayer for purification, but after that, the closer she gets to the totem, the thinner it feels.

At that time, Priest Rien, who had just memorized a prayer, smiled at me as if he noticed my gaze.

“hehehe.”

With that bright smile, there was something uneasy about it.

***

Stand tall.

“…Finally.”

The prianian squad leader, who was limping on his leg, muttered as he stopped.

About 100m away from here, rags covered in all kinds of colors were stuck together with their weaponry.

The destination of this damn battlefield is just ahead.

“Fortunately, I’m glad they didn’t look this way.”

I said as I picked up my two-hander from the floor.

It was moderately sharp, as if the owner had paid a lot of attention to it during his lifetime.

“That’s right. It feels like they were deliberately excluded.”

As the leader of the Priianian squad said that, he looked around.

The fact that we are having a good conversation right now.

It was a mercenary behind his back, and it was because the undead didn’t even turn their heads this way.

I just thought that there must be something I don’t know about.

“I will go first.”

Priianian’s squad leader Oda injured his leg, and Priest Rien now looked almost like a corpse.

And I was fine at least.

Except for the fact that their faces are slightly blurred.

That’s why, I’m the only one who can escape from the front even after looking for danger.

“Please keep a little distance and follow me.”

Originally, you should come after checking thoroughly, but you don’t know what will happen if you come into contact with dark magic.

Shouldn’t I live as well?

“…Mr. G-House.”

As usual, the squad leader didn’t say anything that would come later. Because he knows that if you say things like that, you’re going to be cheated on.

So I only shrugged my shoulders.

“G-House mercenary, I think it will be difficult to bless you.”

Priest Rien said that in a weak voice, and I could see the reason.

She was reciprocating her censer to incense her body.

Every time that happened, the thin scent reappeared, like an act of shaking a hand warmer that was on the verge of cooling down to revive it.

I don’t know if this expression is correct, but it’s probably due to lack of holy power.

I need to move quickly.

I nodded and slowly walked to the hill of corpses, straightening my two-hander.

Looking around, the sides of the camp were wide open, to the point where you could see that there were some human barriers lined up on both sides of the military camp.

Even if I went a little to the side from the road I was on, the black grass, not stained with blood, was swaying in the wind.

I thought that the footsteps of the blood and filth left by the members of the hill only under my feet dyed the soil red, like a red carpet.

I don’t think he’ll even welcome us.

Only occasional signs of digging were visible.

I wonder if I walked half way like that.

The hills were showing a little more detail, and they were rewarding me with a little more colorful f*cking.

Perhaps more corpses have been recruited in a while, the angle of the hill has become somewhat gentler.

If the appearance before was like the slopes of a ski resort for advanced skiers, now they are just as gentle as a neighborhood promenade.

Walking was good enough, but I don’t think the experience of stepping on a corpse would be very pleasant.

“I’ll speed things up a bit.”

“By the way, G-House mercenary.”

Priest Rien spoke from behind.

“Yes?”

“Where we are, isn’t it too quiet? It is very different from before.”

Come to think of it, the distance between the battlefield and this hill was insanely quiet.

Unless you know if the battle is over, there can be no silence on the battlefield where the melee is going on.

And…

I suddenly had a question.

‘Where on earth did the corpses in front come from?’

I can’t even see a group of red rats on the hill in front of me.

“Wait.”

At that time, the prianian squad leader signaled a stop behind his back.

We are now standing in the middle of the red road.

Wherever you are, the middle of the aisle is dangerous. It was a difficult position to advance and retreat.

So, I asked the matter.

“What are you doing?”

“…I hear something.”

As I listened to the words of the leader of the prianian squad, I heard the sound of digging grass in the distance.

Now we can feel the vibrations, and the vibrations soon merge with the sound, resulting in something we know well as an answer.

It was the sound of horses hooves.

And there was only one sound of hooves coming from the battlefield.