The Old Knight of a Frontier District

1

The journey for two with Gordon Zarkos began.

The season is spring.

The mountains are beautiful.

Gordon was born of a famous family, but he did not complain at all, neither to the camp nor to the coarse food.

Yamano, which I was accustomed to seeing because of the joy of my journey, also seemed unusual, and this and the conversation went off.

In about twenty days I arrived in Tuorim territory.

The Tuorim realm lies between the Great Lord Podmos and the Great Lord Xela.

It shouldn't be such a time-consuming distance if it came straight, but it has been a huge detour because Gordon snorted through the Great Lord Podmos.

Coming all the way around here, Bardo doesn't even know his place name.

"The land of Tuorim has long been a good place for wheat.

As a matter of fact, five generations ago my lord gave me the seed from Tuorim. "

And Gordon said.

But what I actually saw entering Tuorim territory was a sight far from what I expected.

The fields of the villages are rough and not lively in the eyes of the peasants.

Livestock is thin and small in number.

Even entering the city where the Castle of the Lords is located, I can't feel the vibrancy.

Even though the roads are wide and shops abound, there is no air to welcome travellers.

It gives me a dark, suspicious gaze.

"Uncle.

It's a nasty city. "

Um, Bardo replied.

At first I called him a master or a master, but Baldo annoyed me, so I settled on the call of uncle.

I wanted to get out of a city like this quickly, but I have to eat anyway.

I looked for Ganz and ordered a meal.

It was expensive and bad food.

Bardo remembered the stories of the bandits he had done a while back.

Those three said they were dusting wood on Tuorim territory.

In Tuorim territory, they say taxes are high, takeovers are tight, and the poor are getting poorer and poorer.

Houses that cannot pay taxes are sold off with children and women taken away.

Resisting the takeover officials, it meets the mundane eye.

But there was a man with a brother-in-law heart named Emba, who protected the villagers from too unlawful a takeover.

Men admiring Emba gathered to become one force, helping houses without workers, and accommodating food.

Those three, too, fell in love with Emba's arm and manhood and became his cousins.

But at one point, two badly armed escorts were hired under the lord.

Emba was cut to death by the escort, and his men were killed one after the other.

After years of running and hiding, the three men finally fled beyond Maisian territory, taking food and goods from the travellers and putting their mouths to rest.

This is its Tuorim territory.

Bardo and Gordon left Guntz early.

Proceed with the horses side by side.

And there are also those who come from the front with horses.

The three of us.

Mm-hmm?

Bardo noticed something strange.

There are people on the roof.

He lays still and leans forward.

Looks like we're looking at the three guys on the horse coming this way.

When the three of them pass by, people step aside and lay flat on the side of the road.

Lord, hey, a whisper has been exchanged that you're the Lord.

So, is that Lord Tuorim?

I guess the two behind are escorts.

One of the escorts stepped out in front of the lord.

Did you feel something?

To do so, all three of them go on without changing their pace.

A man on the roof took something out.

A bow!

We're about to raid the lord.

I wondered if I had to be careful, but it didn't seem necessary.

The escort is obviously aware.

An assailant fired an arrow.

The raiders were not alone.

There was another archer in an invisible area of Baldo, and the two simultaneously shot the lord from the roof.

But the arrow never reached the lord.

Because the two guards cut them off in the air.

From among the people who were lying down, the three suddenly rose up and rushed over to the lord.

Each has a sword in his hand.

The sword is not a civilian possession.

Probably a samurai.

One shook up his sword with his right hand and attacked him.

One of them stabbed him with a sword on his back.

One waved a sword with both hands upper-right.

The two escorts showed the sword judgment when the thunder was shining.

The three raiders all died with their throats slashed and their blood blown out.

The two men on the roof tried to shoot the next arrow.

A dagger thrown by one of the escorts hit one of the archers, who groaned and fell.

One of the escorts took a horse and kicked him in the back leg, in the house where the other archer was.

The walls and roof of the house rocked wide, and the archer slipped his legs and fell.

The falling archer let the escort run the sword.

The fallen archer's throat had been slashed and torn.

The first archer is still alive with a dagger stabbed in his chest.

To my surprise, I stood up and pulled out that dagger and ran over to my lord.

"At least a knife!

He attacked the lord as he screamed, but the wish didn't come true.

An escort punched him in the head with a sword and stunned him.

The escort retrieved the dagger and plucked the blade dirty with blood with the raider's clothes before hiding it.

The lord watched this plainly.

No, not flat.

There is a brutal grin on that face.

And ordered the officer-like man who was nearby to carry the surviving raider to the castle, and walked away as he did.

As I passed in front of Bardo and Gordon, I saw you and me.

Ignore the two who do not disembark in front of the lord, nor send greetings.

The two escorts did not try to see Bardo and Gordon better.

But I was searching for signs of this one.

When the three of them passed, they heard the people of the city talking.

"Oh, man.

Ahhh. "

"Oops.

Well, then, the lumber dealer who killed himself after he confiscated all his property last time. So what?

"When you were little, you said you went to the nobleman's house to adopt children?

"That's it.

I tried to avenge my birth parents. "

"That nobleman will be crushed, too, damn it."

"Are there going to be more bodies again?

Damn it, but it's a city. "

2.

They left the city.

If you cross one mountain, it is Goza territory.

When I left the city at this time, I would go wild in the mountains, but I thought it would be better.

Nevertheless, the two escorts were incredibly hands-on.

It was a good move before I said I had the best sword moves for people.

Gordon Zarkos also seems concerned about the two earlier moves,

"That was an amazing sword move, uncle.

Uncle, can you beat those two?

And I've asked bold questions.

Baldo is

If I deal with those two at the same time, the win will be thin.

And I replied in a clear way.

Thin wins when you deal with them both at the same time is like saying you can't lose one-on-one.

In fact, even though the sword arms are up there one-on-one.

But if it's in action, we can do it, but Bardo thought.

Strange, I didn't feel like those two were unwinnable opponents.

If it was before I met Venn Urrill, I might not have felt this way.

But after a life-threatening duel with as many out-of-digit masters as Ven Urrill, those two strengths seemed shallow at the bottom.

Those two were releasing their strength from their entire bodies, both before and after the raid.

By contrast, Venn Urrill before he started the duel and after the duel, didn't make him feel strong at all.

A barrel filled with plenty of contents makes no noise.

Whether the sword muscle itself is sharp or not, those two have as many gaps to put on, Bardo now feels.

"Nevertheless, you were just cutting your throat.

Is there such a sword fluent? "

If you scratch and slash your throat with a cut, you won't hurt your sword.

but the way you killed earlier, probably not for that matter.

A man with a slit throat loses the power to fight back, but does not die instantly.

He gradually dies while making strange sounds of breath leakage, suffering, and bleeding out.

The deeper you break the bone in your neck, the sooner you die, but the earlier sword muscles were deliberately slashing and tearing your throat shallow.

Cruel human beings who rejoice at seeing people suffer sometimes do so.

Bardo snapped small.

Good Gordon is out of line.

Probably that lord's hobby.

The minds of the two guards who have been killing people according to it for years are probably also distracted.