Bandit, Be Ambitious! To Accomplish Kingdom Revival!

Boots and capes stripped from the bodies of enemy soldiers, but don't look like it somehow when a dagger is lowered on a wide range of belts. Because there are no socks, cut off enemy soldiers' clothes and make bandages, wrap them around their feet and use them instead of socks.

A barbecue cup just like everyone else came out in front of me sitting on the corner of the bench. It was the wine that was inside, but I just took a sip to put it away. The liquor wasn't strong at first, and he was only twenty years old.

"First, can you tell me your name and where you're from?

"His name is Yakura Dou and Matata (Yaguto Bandai). My last name is Yagout and my first name is Bandai. It's a country called Japan, but I think it's a far away country."

"Yagoot, banter? I've never even heard of Japan."

"Having a surname means noble class, right? The lower end of the lower aristocracy in every country seems to be together. But a nobleman should be able to use a sword?

"It was a matter of hatred and student...... You told me to cross the world with more knowledge than a sword..."

"That's why I volunteered to experiment with metastatic magic."

"Should I be happy that I was able to get some good people inside, thanks to you? So, Banter, how do you start a bandit?

You must have been a princess. It's an order tone, but I can communicate with you, so let's do it right. That begins the explanation for becoming a bandit.

And is there even metastatic magic? If you think I showed up because of that experiment failure, I guess that's fine. Banter is also my nickname in the company. It's a nickname I liked unexpectedly, so it's no problem.

"For starters, it's important to look like a bandit. Whoever sees it will be seen through if he is not a bandit……"

My teacher said the Japanese would come in shape.

Axes are best for fur vests, but a little weight is desirable.

The sword is not lowered to the belt, but carried on the back.

Threaten him as much as possible to take his luggage, and when the soldiers arrive, he hurries to disperse.

"I'll also try to use the language in the country language as much as possible, and I'll stick around if I can. Speak loudly with your people."

A young man sitting outside keeps a note of my words.

"If you're a bandit, you'll need Azito and territory. This would be a good idea to say castle and territory. Anything that roughs up the territory needs a relentless counterattack, and there has to be at least a water field and a way out in Asia."

"Well, castle and territory? The bandits and kingdoms may have similarities."

"But bandits are illegal. If they catch you, they'll shoot you in the neck."

"We are no different now. If you get caught, there is a burning waiting on top of the torture. The bandits seem better."

You mean it won't get any worse than it is now?

Then I guess I can be a bandit enough.

"The problem is, the person we're attacking, 'It doesn't mean anyone's okay', engrave it in your liver. We'll be bandits, but we won't end up like that."

"I can't be afraid of the people. Even if we wake up the kingdom, the people will be happy to welcome invading troops from other countries."

"It is our job to take the goods looted by the invading army. Once it's over, we'll aim for a load that travels between kingdoms."

"Interesting. In less than a month the transport of slaves also begins. We have to open it up early."

"So, it's our strength..."

"Twenty-four. Two detachments and a little bit. It was one platoon..."

"We include eight nannies. Everyone qualifies as a magician."

There are about 30 of them. Looks like you could be a fine bandit.

When that happens, I want a name. It's a good name for a tremor just to ask.

"Will opening a bandit be near the border with a neighboring country?

"It's a ninety-nine fold mountain road. Sounds good indeed."

"It doesn't mean it's good anywhere. First……………"

The escape route must be secured. It is important to be close to the Ajito where you are based. It is particularly desirable for Asia to have difficulty deploying its forces. Otherwise, there is a possibility that the Royal Army will besiege you.

"I see. Is it not easy to call yourself a bandit?"

"Looks like some places go to the military. By the way, from what I'm saying………………"

Mr. Zairas removed the glue-wrapped paper from his nostalgia. Sounds supple on paper. Is that what you call parchment?

Spread it over the table and it becomes a big map.

Mr. Zairas' fingers moved to slip over that map, stopping near the middle of a winding road.

"About 200 years ago, there were times when national traffic broke by the brink of war with our neighbors. There must have been traces of the burning platform in the vicinity. I don't care about the Peak Fire Station, but if you have a garrison of troops to garrison, you'll be able to use it."

"Hmm, if it's a small watch deck, don't even have an escape route behind you. Usually we're supposed to head from the street to the garrison, so we can't separate ourselves from the street."

There seems to be an ideal place inside. If the water field is close, there is nothing to say.

"I've heard that the water field had spring water. And……………."

Fingertips move on the map again.

"A former village is at the end of the escape route. No one lives here now. He was attacked by a large group of wolves, and the helpful villagers are down at the foot."

"You mean you can also let those who flee the kingdom make a living? Enough. We'll live as bandits!

"For once, I'm going to call you a bandit, but the reality is that you're a prostitute. Please don't put anything on around here."

"Right. Let us not forget that the thief who seeks to rebuild the kingdom is a thief. For as long as there is good, we will not call ourselves bandits, nor will we be unreliable people. So, what time are you going out?

"Take your time off tonight. We sent a few people to the village a little further away to procure food. If they left, they shouldn't have trouble with food for a while. We'll keep an eye out outside the cabin."

When I said that and took my seat, the men around me also took their seats. Looks like I should obey you, too. I feel like looking outside.

When I follow them and go outside, apparently it's a cabin at the foot of the mountain. It wasn't that big of a cabin, so maybe it was the hunters' shelter.

The mountains to the north are snowing white. Since the young leaves of the surrounding trees are still light in color, will it be around the end of spring?

"Banter, over here!

An earlier man called me.

Several men surround the fire as they check the tip of their voices.

Sitting me next to a guy, he briefly introduced me to the guys around him. Apparently, you admitted it to me as a buddy, too.

"Then you think this young man will be our advisor?

"Don't be. There is also the life of the princess. To become our bandit, we need the knowledge of this young man, the banter."

"Are you a bandit?

Why would we do that? There is a good expression.

"Yes, don't be creepy. I was surprised when I first heard it too. But in listening to the banter, it seemed to me that it would be the best choice for us to make. That's supposed to be a chase, not a bandit for free. Become a vicious bandit. But that's just the face on the surface. We are righteous. Become a group that punishes the Madenian kingdom that afflicts its inhabitants"

The look on the faces of the young men surrounding the burning fire shone into the story of the man.

There are even those next door slapping each other on the shoulder.

"Isn't that what our knight's philosophy is! We were all talking about how far to get into the mountains, are you a bandit..."

"Well, he's a bandit on the surface. But don't forget that you are a knight. As long as we have it, we'll be swayed by the people as thieves."

He had a sinking look when he was doing it beside the bonfire, but now he started talking to his buddies fine. There is no hope, but does the expression change so much? This has to be very successful.

"The departure for Azit is early tomorrow morning. Rest your body slowly but good. And whatever the banter wants, get him as much as you can."

That's what I say. A man lifts his hips. There's another fire a little further away, so I guess I went out there to explain what's going to happen. Those who stand on top are in trouble.

"By the way, you were a banter. Unfamiliar outfit around here, but a knight?

"I come from a distant country. He wasn't a knight, he was a student."

"So, you're a consultant.... We must have escaped in the war, but it's a helpful story for us. The story about Lord Zaylus earlier was about the banter, wasn't it?

"We were about to fall into a deep mountain, so we can't rebuild the kingdom..."

He listens to me funny like that.

I know you guys can fight that much if you take a long sword, but you don't usually seem very different from me.

When he said he couldn't remember the names of all the knights, he told me that it would be enough to remember the names of the Squad Leader and Zairas. In the meantime, I guess I can remember everyone's name, because it's going to take awhile.

"If you are a consultant, you will be on par with Lord Zairas. We'll put a" lord "on it, but if you're a banter, you can put a" sir "on it. Some nobles in other countries would look down on you."

"Basically try to put". "Courtesy is important. And I'm good with banter."

The knights are nodding. I know courtesy is important for close friends, but for the same age, banter, which was my nickname, is enough.

Looking at the blurry, burning fire, the mountain hem is a little noisier. The men around them stand up together and put their hands on the sword.

"The 2nd Squad is back. Apparently, you got me some food."

Someone raised their voice to joy.

The men around me surround the fire again with a horrible look. I thought you weren't eating today when you saw the look on your face.

Immediately a large pot was placed on the fire in front of him and the dish began.

I don't know what it tastes like, but the stew won't break my stomach. Is it stew?

I'm starting to look forward to dinner.

Brass spoon on a large brass plate. This seems to be the dish of this world. The stew served on a plate in a pile is salty.

The wine in the brass cup is diluted with water, but it feels just right for a meal. You won't get drunk.

Lie down at the end of the meal.

The cape is warm when wrapped because it is lined. It's still like spring, but if you're by the burning fire, you don't even seem to tremble in the cold.