I Became a Slave to a Mythical Shepherd

Episode 91. killing women (3)

I was about to shout something to Helenus and Theo, who were injured. It wasn’t the time.

I looked around for a while.

As before, our infantry rescued the subjects from a distance,

Tanks still swarm the enemy soldiers here and there,

Still the enemy infantry are cut into quarters by our tankmen.

But everything has changed.

with the appearance of only one person.

Theo gritted his teeth and raised himself up in pain, and Helenus was also staggering after jumping off the running chariot.

And even me, still perched atop a horse.

All three were terrified.

Feeling like a mouse meeting a cat for the first time in my life.

In contrast, one of the Amazonian soldiers joins his hands and shouts as if calling out to an object of faith.

“Pentesileia!!!!”

The cry spreads like wildfire in a dry field.

“Pe, Penthesilea!!”

“Pentesileia!!!!!”

Mad faith and loyalty burned in the warriors’ heads. Like a fire at a gas station, the enthusiasm did not know how to go out.

And at the heart of it all, the Queen doesn’t say a word, just shakes her hand.

Then, her soldiers respond with tearing cheers.

Penthesilea masterfully mastered their emotions, like a conductor in this orchestra of madness and excitement.

I, who was speechless at the scene, realized one thing and asked the queen.

“Where are the other tanks?”

The answer was absurdly simple.

“doesn’t exist. Everyone is out there trying to catch your big brother.”

…a mad man.

Without any cover, I came all the way across the fields.

For the sole reason of repaying that bastard’s ‘humiliation’.

no. maybe not crazy

I feel an aura enveloping her entire rigid body.

Something like the dignity of a predator.

Arrogance is no longer arrogance if there is a substance to back it up.

She lifted the javelin as if she were baring her teeth.

“Paris, son of Priam.”

“It is an honor to meet the Queen of the Amazons.”

“You’ve become much more polite than when you looked down at me from the top of the castle wall.”

The queen, who first looked down from the top of the castle wall, was like a tiger burning in the sunlight, but now she looked at me with dignity like a shiny black leopard.

The sturdy tall body emits power everywhere.

I slowly rode my horse and stood in front of the fallen Helenus and Theo. He wiped the blood-soaked blade on his sleeve.

“Well, that is. I’m polite, unless someone throws a javelin first.”

“You even have wit. He said he lived a humble life in the fields. While cleaning up the manure of livestock.”

Penthesilea said, staring intently at the tip of the spear she was holding, as if it were the most interesting object in the world.

“The sheep must have taught you jokes.”

“At least they taught me how to make a living without stealing from others.”

I thought of it and added it.

“It is an experience I would recommend.”

At my words, Penthesilea tilted her head and ordered the coachman to stop the chariot.

No, there was no need to order. The coachman, who must have served her for years, drove the chariot according to her will, seeing only the slight trembling of Penthesilea’s eyelashes and the movement of her fingers.

As if it were her extended body. The coachman slowed down the chariot naturally and smoothly, as if he were Penthesilea’s third arm.

“hahahaha···.”

On the completely motionless tank, the corners of her mouth rise as if tearing.

“Ha ha ha ha… It’s worth recommending.”

Her laugh was incredibly clear, and quite… like an avant-garde performance art.

Considering the fact that the head of an Amazonian warrior is rolling at her feet, and the genitals of a man the warrior was trying to harass are cut off and drying up next to her.

At that terrifying contrast, I, Theo and Helenus, who were squealing and holding back their screams, as well as allied charioteers and even the Amazon warriors who were coming towards her from afar, were silenced for a moment.

And, the very next moment.

With a trajectory and speed that seemed physically impossible, her arm drew a javelin and fired it at me.

There were no birds to escape.

I barely lifted my shield and placed it in front of my breastplate.

The shock of being hit by a car knocked me off my horse.

Bucephalus comes running to me crying urgently.

“Do not come!!”

As if to live up to his words, another javelin was inserted between me and Bucephalus.

I point Bucephalus in the direction of Helenus and Theo, and the clever fellow immediately runs in the direction of Helenus.

Perhaps something had broken, Helenus gasped and struggled, and strangely climbed onto the horse’s back.

Soon, Bucephalus headed towards Theo on his own, and Theo shook his head and stood up alone.

“I’m falling behind. It looks like you’re hurt.”

“I allow it.”

At Penthesilea’s words, Theo slowly shook his head.

“Only Helenus-sama is left out. I am okay.”

“I’m sorry.”

At Theo’s words, Helenus bowed his head and slowly headed towards the allied charioteers. The Amazon warriors did not stop him, perhaps because the queen’s order was added.

Only silence remains.

Certainly, Troy, the other warriors of the Amazons, and the groaning subjects of Troy, who had been living until recently, all melted into the landscape like a stage set and disappeared, leaving only Penthesilea alive.

And only me and Theo, with her eyes burning like the sun, could come alive in her gaze, not weighed down by her presence.

“I value fairness.”

Penthesilea threw off her cloak and lightly jumped onto the back of the chariot.

Unfazed, the coachman slipped the trolley aside and got away from us, as if he had known about three seconds before she would.

“Since you have both feet on the ground, so will I.”

“It’s an honor for Ares’ daughter to look into my eyes.”

“You’re bragging to the end.”

“Because that would make the Queen as displeased as possible.”

I lifted a slightly distorted shield. A steel shield embossed with a shepherd’s staff and a blacksmith’s hammer.

“Didn’t you just half-kill my brother?”

“I’m sorry, but didn’t you hurt me more than that? Me, Theo or something like that.”

“What do you mean by wounds?”

The queen spoke in a very elegant tone that did not match her strong physical strength.

“It annoyed me.”

Just as I was about to say something, the javelin came flying again.

This time, I moved more freely than when I was on the horse, barely avoiding the javelin to the side. I could feel the wind from the javelin on the hairs on my neck.

The next moment, the queen with a drawn sword flew at me like a rock.

I caught the sword she threw with my shield.

-simplicity and honesty.

I was horrified to hear the steel shield crumpling.

No, no matter how much it is the daughter of the god of war, this is…

There was no bird to lament.

Immediately, Penthesilea’s attack was followed by a swift side kick, and I chose to block her kick by moving the position of my shield.

-bang!!!

It doesn’t sound like the sound of human flesh colliding with something metallic.

I slashed the front with the sword in my right hand, not holding a shield, but she pulled her waist back and narrowly escaped the path of my sword.

The tip of the breastplate made an unpleasant sound as it scraped against my blade. There, the queen frowned as if displeased.

I felt a little proud of that fact, and soon I felt a pain as if my ribs were cracking.

As I lost my balance and collapsed, I turned my head and found out what caused it, because Penthesilea cut my side with a bronze shield as I dodged.

I fell down on one knee, and Theo drew a long javelin from a distance and charged at the queen to save me.

“Paris-sama!!”

“…Ah, that bastard. Is that the guy who hurt the back of my hand during the last conquest?”

Theo shot his whole body like a dart and charged at Penthesilea. To dodge, Penthesilea was so close to me that my movement was restricted.

I thought it was an outlier.

Without hesitation, Penthesilea kicked my side and placed it between Theo’s spear point and herself.

As Theo hurriedly retrieved the spear and slowed down, Penthesilea took advantage of the gap and threw the spear, hitting Theo in the shoulder.

Theo took my falling head without even screaming.

I shuddered in pain as I rested my head on Theo’s hands. My eyes saw Theo’s stony face, his lips clenched as if his teeth were torn, and he was holding back the pain from his shoulders.

“Gwa, it’s okay…”

“Is Paris all right?”

Objectively speaking, it was clear that neither was okay.

Theo’s right shoulder was now pierced by a javelin, and the other shoulder was bleeding from a cut he had taken while defending against the queen’s attack.

Coincidentally, my ribs seemed to be completely broken as I kicked one more time where the shield was marked. I thought for a moment about the odds of surviving internal injuries in this day and age.

Penthesilea looked down at us with a satisfied face.

“Would you like that tone to be less witty now?”

I felt something warm tingle in my mouth. It was probably blood, judging by the disgusting fishy smell.

The queen looked at Theo who knelt to support me and at me who fell down, with warm eyes as if she were looking at people who came to plead for injustice.

she said softly.

“Don’t be cocky. If a rabbit is arrogant in front of a lion, it will be eaten.

What a disappointment. I thought you were a wolf like your brother… And you, Theo, are a lot more backed up than the last time you came to plunder.”

My face stiffened with fear rising from my instincts. And she noticed that too, and smiled.

“Of course, you are an expensive rabbit, so I won’t kill you. I’ll just tie it to a leash and make it crawl on all fours about five times around the walls of Troy.

That might give you some edge in the ransom negotiations with your father…”

Penthesilea, who was talking about something, suddenly looked down into the distance, spat out curse words, and held out her shield.

As I look back to follow her gaze, something draws closer.

Something like a god running halfway through the sky.

The chariot decorated with brass was blazing like a shattered sun, and the two horses gallantly pounding the ground with their hooves in front of it had the dignity and dignity of the ‘real horse’ I knew, not like the ponies of this age.

But overpowering all of that.

A man gets on top of a streetcar and instructs the driver to slow down.

His posture was rather odd. I realized that it was a few seconds after throwing the javelin.

-bang!!!!

The impact brought me back from the dreamy landscape to reality.

When I turned my head, Penthesilea took two or three steps back to absorb the impact, and the shield…

The shield was pierced.

“Damn it…”

The Queen threw away the shield without hesitation. The javelin then rolled sideways and dodged.

The javelin that fell to the ground left a long mark with a clattering sound like claws scratching the ground.

Soon the train stops.

And a man gets off behind him.

He walks slowly and stands between me and Penthesilea.

“Paris.”

“Ah… older brother.”

He fixes his eyes on Penthesilea and asks me while holding the spear.

“Are you okay?”

“Well, other than dying, I’m fine.”

“Get away for now. Soldiers will kill soldiers, and tanks will stop tanks…”

Hector grabbed the spear and straightened his posture. Like a statue of a great hero.

“I will stop the queen.”

Penthesilea smiled broadly at that figure.

“It is an honor. To compete once again with Hector, the son of Priam, who has high honor. How much?”

“I’m sorry, my queen. I don’t remember the exact date.”

“what. I guess it’s probably been 3 years. anyway···”

Penthesilea gasps as she looks at the fallen me and Theo.

“Unlike the other times, I’m glad the obstacles are gone. Priam’s eldest son and Laomedon’s grandson.”

Hector opened his mouth as if preparing a polite answer, then closed it again.

-Including devices and devices…

It was because he had to block the queen’s blade that was raging.

When the attack is blocked by Hector’s spear, the queen’s bronze blade, which had been sharp, quickly dulled and turned into a blunt weapon.

The queen clicked her tongue and stepped back, then threw away the sword and drew another spear from behind, defending herself with a shield.

The two warriors, who had spread their distance, stood still, holding spears and shields, looking for gaps in each other.

No, I could understand what I had learned from Theo.

The two were constantly changing moves like chess. Minor muscle movements and shifts in the center of gravity became part of the silent fight.

The two, like lovers, cannot take their eyes off each other and begin to move at the same time.

The faster one was Hector.

The blade of Hector’s spear slashed Penthesilea’s left thigh, which was not yet protected by her shield.

But the stronger side was Penthesilea.

The queen’s spear pierces Hector’s side in an instant.

– Card win.

It sounds like a monster chewing on rebar with its teeth.

However, the sound could not be cut off.

Hector staggers and looks bewildered at the terrible shock and pain radiating from his side.

But even Penthesilea was perplexed.

His blows did not pierce Hector’s armor.

that’s my credit

When I, who was still on my knees and trembling from behind, laughed, the queen looked at me bewildered and quietly stepped back.

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Limping from Hector’s cuts.

The queen glares at Hector with a look of bewilderment and defeat.

“What the hell…”

“Focus on the fight for now, my queen.”

Hector straightened his frown and took a deep breath.

He lowered himself and glared at her like a leopard with its claws up.

“Didn’t you try to plunder Troy? Shouldn’t you be prepared to give up defeat in return?”

At that, Penthesilea also smiled and adjusted her posture.

“It is a pity that you already have a wife. If the two of us had children, what a great warrior…”

Dodging to the side as Hector’s blade lashes out, Penthesilea attempts a punch. A hard fist hits Hector’s shoulder.

“Will it come out!!!”

Hector’s stance collapsed for a moment from the shock, and Penthesilea, not missing the gap, attempted a slash towards the thigh.

Hector blocks the attack again with his shield and immediately aims for Penthesilea’s neck.

But all that was cut was the hair. A few windblown hairs of the queen fell in front of me.

“If I win.”

Penthesilea looks at her hair flying and says.

“I will have to get your child. You are too greedy.”

“Unfortunately, I made a sacred oath in front of the statue of Hera. It is a marriage vow.”

“Then win.”

short conversation.

clash again.

I couldn’t even think of how dare I help Hector.

It seemed nonsense. It felt as absurd as an ant carrying sand to help build a skyscraper.

Muscle and muscle, bone and bone, iron and bronze of the two warriors did not dare to get caught between them as they writhed fiercely to crush each other.

As if that was the case with the others, the battle between the Amazons and the Trojan soldiers enters a lull and falls into the background of this confrontation.

I couldn’t shut my mouth at the overwhelming violence.

No matter how heroic or descendant of a god, can this be?

Even though he is only one human being… possessing the brute force to cut down dozens of people, overwhelms everyone with just his presence…

An inexplicable metallic sound rings out.

Hector and Penthesilea’s swords fly through the wind, and they run into each other.

When the two blades collided and competed for each other’s strength, the tension stopped for a moment.

“Hector-sama!!!”

A javelin flies from afar.

Penthesilea turns around and lets go of Hector’s sword while gracefully stepping back to dodge the javelin.

Only then did all the warriors in this seat, who had been left behind, as if looking at a sacred offering, come to their senses and look back in the direction the javelin came from.

The Prince of Ithaca stands there.

“Queen! It’s an honor to meet you, but let’s end the battle with this.”

“Who are you, by what right?”

A javelin flies at Penthesilea. She bends her knees and uses her shield to deflect the javelin.

“Odysseus, prince of Ithaca, by right of a guest who stopped by his master’s house.

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Let the battle end here. You take your share and go home.”

At Odysseus’ words, I finally got a chance to look around.

The Amazonian charioteers barely managed to cross the river Simoes to escape, and the other foot soldiers whom the Queen could not save were killed and captured in the course of the plunder.

The rest are just retreating towards the fleet with barely enough loot.

That is, the soldiers of the Amazons either retreated or were surrounded.

Originally, when Hector and the other main forces were lured by the chariot troops, the infantry under the Queen’s support would have had to reliably finish plundering and retreat.

The charioteers also fought properly, crossed the river, retreated, and joined the fleet.

But it failed.

Did I hold up well?

…that’s probably not it. It must be because Hector quickly joined us.

The reason Hector joined quickly was because he quickly noticed the Queen’s deceit and crossed the battlefield to reach here.

The reason Hector was able to break the queen’s trick and come here so quickly…

‘Horses’.

Descendants of Shinma pulling his chariot.

When I thought about it, I laughed.

Even if they were knocked out in a few matches, in the eyes of others, the protagonists of this battle were Hector and Penthesilea.

this was my win

When Penthesilea, who judged the situation, frowned, Hector also sheathed his sword and said:

“Queen, now we may capture or kill you.”

“Perhaps.”

Penthesilea quickly nods in agreement with Hector’s words. Then, he looks back at me and Theo, who are bleeding, and smiles.

“In the meantime, you too will lose one or two princes or generals.”

“We know. so···”

When Hector turns around and gestures, the Trojan soldiers panic and do not know what to do. Again Hector waves his hand, and they reluctantly step back and make their way.

“I will release you. Let’s end it here.”

At Hector’s words, the queen turns her head as if stretching for a moment. Penthesilea smiled, as if taking pleasure in the sound of the wood.

“Sorry. I also decided on the name of the child that will come out between you and me.”

Suddenly, the queen’s coachman leads the chariot and stands by her side. Penthesilea climbed into the chariot and galloped toward the shore. The remnants of the Amazon ran after him.

And, their boat left.

The way they came, towards their native land.

That was it.

“Paris? Wake!”

“First of all… let’s put them on a tram and take them to the castle. I will support you.”

“Theo, you take my chariot.”

I didn’t get involved in the conversation that ended the work.

First of all, blood came out of his throat every time he spoke.

I trudged on the tram and headed for the gate.