Chapter 392: Those Who Come Attacking

Around the same time the bandits on the night road, shoulders dropped, riding horses, were advancing the way back to their nest.

Tonight they had planned one job in the town of Andeshon but for some reason when evening came the Queen and the clan chief’s party staying in the town was decided and the whole town became a great fuss. Therefore even when night came the fuss in the town did not settle and the roads were lit brightly with lights. Ordinarily before the moon approaches mid-heaven there is almost no traffic in the town and it is a perfect environment for bandits to run wild. Even so why and how it became this, in front of the merchant house they had aimed at from before there was traffic too and it was not a situation they could enter to steal at all. It could not be helped, they thought to make the theft another night and at least thought to hold a woman and return and headed to a brothel but the brothel too was greatly prosperous and they were refused...

It could not be helped, they had the gatekeeper they had bought open the side-gate door, went outside the town and are advancing toward the nest in the forest.

At that time in the middle of the grassland ahead of the bandits’ way a campfire flame could be seen. Only one, burning chira chira. The clan chief and the others had planned to hunt and entered the grassland at noon yesterday but they heard they were attacked by wyverns and returned to the town of Andeshon. Is that campfire the remaining ones of the hunt unit keeping watch?

"Go see if there are people around that campfire."

The boss instructs a subordinate. Even if the campfire is one there is a possibility many soldiers are lodging around it. And if they are found nothing good happens. First have a scout go see, if there are many soldiers detour so as not to be found and enter the forest, if few they may attack and vent. Anyway once they enter the forest the soldiers will not chase.

The subordinate sent to see returned. And according to that one,

"There are no people around the campfire. There was a sign of people in the carriage parked beside it but there seem to be two. I thought they were soldiers but they do not seem so. Somehow they seem a young man and woman."

he reported.

"That is good."

The boss thought an excellent scout is a thing to have. A young woman is good. Companions are eight but if they make the woman a little unreasonable eight can go. Rest a little, enjoy tomorrow too and if she breaks kill her. In the first place camping in this kind of place itself is not like saying attack us. They say a fool does not heal unless he dies but shall we have the fool die to heal him?

They get off the horses and advance sorosoro toward the carriage. Movement inside the carriage cannot be felt. So they cannot escape eight surround the carriage in a circle. A young man and woman are not soldiers and if companions two or three set on them it is nothing. As long as they do not kill there is a method of enjoying any way.

The sword held in hand bathes in moonlight and shines pale. What, they have not noticed anyway and are sleeping peacefully. Now the carriage drew near in front of the eyes. From now it is time of enjoyment. Attacking without calling any voice is not interesting. Call a loud voice and seeing the state of surprise and panic is fun. Catch the ones who hurriedly come outside and do as we like.

When the boss stood and tried to put out a voice an arrow stuck in the boss’s forehead and he fell backward as it is. The arrow was shot from inside the carriage.

The man beside the boss was surprised, when he stood trying to run to the boss an arrow stuck in that man’s temple and that man fell too. The man on the opposite side of that man who stood surprised at the boss’s state also had an arrow stuck in the left chest and rolled.

"Bastard!!"

"You beast!!"

"Fool!"

The bandits with blood risen to the head no longer have control either. They press the carriage all at once.

Sandy and I were sleeping wrapped in a blanket inside the carriage. Of course we cannot sleep. The son has been standing the whole time. Sandy while knowing my son is standing shows sleeping peacefully. The adrenaline that came out a lot fighting the wyverns could not be released anywhere and has come to now.

The letters frustration are dancing in my head. Unable to endure I turn on my side and look at Sandy’s face. In the dark Sandy’s white face is floating up. A hand stretches to Sandy’s waist. The feel of the string of the string underwear can be told even over the skirt cloth. This is it... while thinking so I move my hand, move the hand onto Sandy’s belly and stroke the belly. When I move downward the upper line of the underwear can be told. If there were no skirt I would put a hand inside the underwear as it is. Inside that underwear heaven is waiting but aaaah. I tuck up the skirt sorori sorori. Imagining the development after this blood flows into the son even more.

But at that time I noticed people drawing near the carriage. I stop my hand and concentrate nerves on the presence outside. Then,

"What happened?"

Sandy asks in a firm voice. See, as expected, Sandy was awake, she was waiting... But the ones outside are drawing near sorori sorori. I have to deal with the ones outside. I peek outside from a gap in the carriage hood. Eight men are coming forming a line. They drew swords. They seem to scatter and surround the carriage. Their appearance does not look like humans doing a proper trade at all. Of course not knights, their faces are bad too and in the first place drawing swords and drawing near is too suspicious. The same smell as the bandits I saw in the Marie Kingdom royal capital and this country’s royal capital is pun pun. Physical smell does not yet but a sensory smell.

"Is it fine to kill those?"

I ask Sandy who is peeking outside the same as me,

"Of course! Please exterminate them!"

It was an immediate answer.

"Proper humans cannot be in this kind of place at this kind of time! They are bandits without mistake!"

Sandy who decides. But that you and I who should be proper humans are in this kind of place at this kind of time I swallow.

"Then I will take them down bit by bit."

Saying that I set the bow received from the griffin. When I flow mana for some reason I felt I saw the bandits through the hood. Is an infrared detection system working? Anyway it is convenient and something to be thankful for. First I take down the one who seems the boss. He suddenly stood and seemed to try to say something but the target grew large and it helped. Then I shoot the ones on both sides.

I put down the bow, come out from inside the hood and stand on the carriage driver’s seat. The remaining ones while saying "Beast!" run up. I who am called beast by beastly ones, what am I? I thought and thought the remaining were five.

The bow received from the griffin, using it now I was surprised at its performance. Next I will try using the sword. After all a weapon is a thing of how much when used in actual combat.

Now swords of this world are mostly near one meter. I think a length that can be called a greatsword. Longer would reach the opponent more easily but the sword received is only about two thirds of that, about sixty centimeters? But even short is fine. If I am not cut by the opponent it is fine and even a short sword only needs to reach the opponent.

The time to test the sword came. I draw the sword and stand on the driver’s seat. Then from the driver’s seat I look over the bandits. Then,

"A woman!?"

"Ooh!?"

There is an unthought reaction. Looking at a person’s face and saying woman, rude ones.

"Fools!"

I say while jumping down from the driver’s seat and cut from the man at the end. From the shoulder of the man whose movement does not make the action in time for my movement I cut in a straight line. The throat opens pakuri. The neighboring one who is surprised, the same the upper body is completely open, arm, chest, arm I cut. Even in moonlight white meat opening its mouth can be seen.

"Dieee!!"

Of course the third returned to himself from the shock and slashed at me. But raising the sword the gut is completely defenseless. I slide the sword into that gut. This sword is good! I hardly feel the sword’s weight but a thing called response is transmitted. This sword does not make me feel physical weight and is propagating the feel of the hit to the brain, enough I think an extra thing, good! At the fourth the enemy has completely drawn his waist. He started running trying to flee. Because they are two I thought to let them go but at those two the griffin raised its head,

"Guon!"

and put out pressure. The two bandits were blown away enough to be surprised. Their bodies bend sideways in a dogleg and fly. Then they were blown more than twenty meters and rolled. If they are alive with this I do not think they are human but what about those?