Haroon

Wheeing

A whiff of wind awakened people's minds. The battle is over now, but the people have been motionless for a while.

"Damn it!"

Someone speaks out in a loud voice.

"Phew."

Devron sighs and turns his eyes to the bitter battlefield. Wherever his gaze reached, there was Harun with a distorted face.

'I really don't have anything to say to him.'

If Earl Tebe had lived to ruin the battle he had won by applying for a knighthood, he would have hung himself with a dagger. Even Debron grew up to be a knight, but he was too pathetic to be honored by the fugitives.

Harun, who felt Debron's gaze toward him, lowers the fury in his boiling heart. This was not the time.

"Commander Tino, clear the battlefield with the other mercenaries."

"Yes, commander."

Harun notices the dizziness and Tino moves quickly.

"All right, let's clear the battlefield. The wizards will dig a pit. Collect the bodies of the knights separately, take their loot, including defense gear and weapons, and throw them into the pit."

Since they are experienced mercenaries, the battlefield was quickly dealt with.

The mercenary wizards worked together to dig a huge pit, and the Fuchran Knights cleared the relics from the bodies of the knights, including Earl Tebe. The mercenaries began collecting supplies, such as defense gear, weapons, and battle horses, from their familiar skills.

"The Master will distribute the loot."

Harun casts his gaze at Peel and Press, standing beside him.

"Should I?"

"Yes, we'll take care of that."

The loot from the original battle is shared among the participants in the battle. Even though it was used by the dead, no one refuses in this world of Beyond. Armor itself is so expensive.

Peel, Press and Navarron distributed the loot by category with the help of Tino and other mercenaries. Tino politely refuses armor assigned to the blast. You didn't need armor, including armor, because of your dedicated armor. However, I did not refuse the three Medium Mana Stones and the two Magic Backpacks containing food that Peel secretly gave me.

By the time the work was almost done, Debron had started digging with the Hook knights and the friendly knights. Harun asked the mercenary wizards and the estramorwn wizards to help him with the task, given the lack of sweet potatoes.

With everyone's efforts, the Armored Knights were able to lie down on the ground one by one and enjoy eternal luxury.

Only after a long, dark silence could people leave the battlefield and rest in a small forest that they met after walking for about three hours in a sunken atmosphere.

Until the day before, I took out all the food I had and ate, including stew, but this day, I finished dinner with dry bread or jerky to mourn the dead and went to rest early.

Harun has volunteered to go far away because of his sinking feeling. You return feeling better as you devote yourself to your messenger walking skills, and the crew is waiting for you around the campfire.

I simply finished dinner with the jerky and bread Henny gave me. Meanwhile, the crew said nothing like the rest of the group. The aftermath of a gruesome battle.

But the heavy atmosphere did not last long. That's what Hennie said.

"I think the princess party is very upset."

Harun nods slightly at her words. His thoughts were the same as hers. Their attitude was unparalleled the entire time they traveled here. It was too uncomfortable for them to reveal their hostility while not doing anything well.

"Why do we have such pride? There's nothing good about it!"

He said with a twisted face that a bunker of a generous personality.

"They must have lost their pride and their guilt to the head of the enemy, not to us. I don't know if I should ask her to go alone in this situation."

He said he didn't understand the struggle.

"Why? You'd be safer with us."

"The Armand Knights did something stupid and completely swayed the position of the Empress Faction. Now they realize that mercenaries and foreigners don't want to be allies anymore."

"By no means will I move separately in this dangerous situation."

The fight was still a face I didn't understand.

"I will. Beyond's nobles and knights here are useless pride. It's worse than the Nobles in our world. There were a lot of people who thought it was worth saving their honor by dying rather than being hurt by their pride."

"Crazy! What kind of a daughter are you going to protect? I'd be embarrassed to hide. You'd give your life for your pride? We don't know when or where we'll be attacked by Dark Elves or the Northern Army."

Even though the battle was difficult to understand, Harun agrees with Henny. Looking around, everyone except Bunker and Marie agree with Henny.

"Henny's right. The nobles and knights of the Terron Empire have long been trapped in a framed accident. In the imperial or aristocratic world, that atmosphere was promoted in secret. Phew! Survival is at hand now, but we're still stuck in that frame. Even though abilities have come before bloodlines and fame, they refuse to accept the fact because the nobles are determined to decide everything."

Follows heavy Dylan's words. It was a reality that few nobles had such radical thoughts of becoming mercenaries to noble status.

"Dylan's right about that. Not just the nobles, but the wizards. Now the Empire will be dissolved and thousands of powerful people will pay full price for it. The nobles, as well as the Horse Towers and the Mages, are still struggling to keep up with the power of change rather than adapt to the power rituals in the old days. We don't know that the more the transformation, the more active the thinking is."

The words of the Wizard of Taniella contain the pleasantries I felt while living in the tower.

"Commander!"

Dylan calls to him with a stiff face.

"Speak, Lord Dylan."

"No matter how much I think about it, I won't be able to move in with my youngest princess group. Even if they want to, I don't think we should go with them anymore. They must be blaming us. Even if they realize they've done wrong, it won't be easy to admit it because of the presence of knights or nobles. No, they're probably blaming us and the mercenaries for not actively fighting the Corvus Cavalry."

"No way. How do you expect us to deal with the cavalry on the battlefield? Only one of us has the proper horseback riding experience, Lord Dylan, and you wouldn't think that."

Marie raises her voice with her absurd face, but Dylan shakes her head.

"No, Marie. Nobles and knights of this party, or even Humans, are naturally like that. Even if they make a mistake, they will complain about not helping us while the Armang Knights suffer devastating damage."

"It doesn't make any sense. Why do you blame us if we didn't even stand up to the Knights of Hook or the Kingsguard?"

Marie, as well as the Bunker, face an incomprehensible match, but the rest of the crew smiles as if they agree with Dylan.

"You want to share the responsibility for your misjudgement somehow. There must have been some way for Commander Harun, our mercenaries, and the storm troops who have succeeded in several seemingly impossible quests with clever tactics. Humanity's psychology is the one that wants to blame others for their negligence."

I haven't seen Dylan's long face in a long time. While he was here, he saw and heard what people in the Briella princess camp thought of him. Although the noble name was noble, the nobles and knights did not treat him well because he was a mercenary.

"If that's the case, that's absolutely ridiculous. What do they blame us for destroying ourselves, in addition to pulling the all-out battle victory to the ground? Even the enemy monsters knew about it. Are Captain Harun and we God or something? If the commander's plan allowed almost no victims to destroy the enemy, then why are they blaming us for making it happen?"

The bunker lets out a loud shout. Usually I was introverted, but it turned out to be very hot blooded.

"That's right, Bunker. If I did wrong, the wizards on the outskirts would have been slaughtered. And the only way to deal with a regular cavalry of soldiers like us is to die. They shouldn't blame us if they have an idea."

The rest of the crew, in fact, understood Dylan's words with their heads, but their hearts could not bear it.

If the Three Hundred Regular Knights charge into battle on horseback, they won't be able to fight for more than three thousand lives. Of course, if you are armed with good armor, including shields or spears, and fight to the death, it is a common idea that the cavalry has a combat strength that surpasses the infantry of heat.

"Moreover, Earl Tebe of the Armang Knights has moved the Knights without the presence of a commander who has been formally recognized by His Highness Briella in a battle that must be strengthened more than ever before. Even though the honor of the Knights was important, the safety of His Majesty Briella was our top priority. He must have tried to take the commander's ball as the other commander had said. Nobles and knights who know honor should never do this. What he did was dangerous and foolish enough to put even Her Majesty's safety at risk."

Dylan raises his hand and cuts off the increasingly heated words of the duel.

"Yes! What the crew said must be true, but the world doesn't go on like that. Particularly, humans, even those who think they have power or honor, often ignore what common people know or ignore.

"Phew."

Harun sighs a long time. Dylan has admitted to being right.

I left home and experienced it while doing temporary work given by the Union government. Even the workshop representing only five people has seen and experienced the ability to handle and judge everything on their own, empowering them to do less than a rat's tail.

Harun rises from his seat with a united expression.

"Where are you going?"

I woke up to see if I was worried about her.

"Maybe I should go see Devron."

We have to hit it first. There is nothing good about taking the time to feel uncomfortable. Harun realized that even though he had not lived long, it was better to hesitate and confront him to solve the problem than to miss the time.

"In the meantime, please discuss our future prospects beyond the land of tranquility."

Harun had no intention of enjoying the game as he left here. Though it lacked, most of what Beyond wanted was to come true. Now I was going to use more holiness in real life.

"I will, commander. We need it, so we'll talk about it first."

Tino takes his word. Tino was no longer the shy, laboring man he once was. Having established an emotional connection with Donnes, he was able to someday embrace powerful people like Dylan and Taniella with a gentle but intimate charisma.

Harun heads for the barracks where Princess Briella's camp is staying. The estramorwn's barracks in between are quiet. It may not be dark yet, but most of them are logged out. Some people have run out of access times, but they must have been overwhelmed by a series of so vivid and miserable battles.

The mercenary barracks were still quite lively. The mercenaries don't have any alcohol, but they look bright as they sit by the campfire and talk. They wave or raise their bodies as Harun passes.

"But it's because they're mercenaries that you consider me your partner."

I was worried about Elser and many injured mercenaries. On the way out of the basin, Elser sustained heavy shoulder and side injuries, even though he used potions, he was recovering from being a vigilante.

In fact, there were many reasons to avoid the Saxony Cavalry and all-out war, but there were also many injured mercenaries. Many mercenaries were injured, large and small, as well as severely fatigued during the course of the operation and during the evacuation.

She arrives here and finds out. She's deep asleep, healing her wounds with potions. Harun's face was pale and pale, although his father, Pierce, was not worried about his injuries because they were mercenaries.

As you pass through the mercenary barracks, you come out of the Briella Empress camp, which has arranged for Magad on the far side. They were running a mattress on their own as if they were going to stay away from mercenaries or foreigners, so some of their kindred knights stood around the campfire and cared about their surroundings.

"What's going on?"

A vigilant knight finds Harun and lays his hand on his blade sack. I felt weak hostility in his words and attitudes.

You're just gonna blow it up? '

After all, Harun is still in command of the party, so he is obsessed with the behavior of a knight pretending not to know himself. However, considering the face of the Empress and Debron, I pressed the rising anger.

"I'm here to see the Empress."

"You went to bed early. Come to Nazi through the bloodline."

Again, it must have been part of pretending not to know him.

Harun's eyes widen. The knight's gaze flickers, but he grips his teeth and endures Harun's gaze.

"Then I want to see Devron."

"He went to bed, too. If you have something to say, come back tomorrow morning.He won't be able to meet you unless you step in the right lineage."

Harun closes his eyes. The heat rises and my body trembles. At least this knight and the knights around him have not acknowledged Harun as the conductor of this horde.

Harun's eyes widen with fury.

"Don't you know me?"

The knight's face turns white and hard as Harun's voice turns like a light sword. However, as you feel the spurs of your comrades approaching you, your acquisition twists to one side.

"I know you as a mercenary by the name of Harun. What, is there a problem?"

"Go!"

"Ugh!"

Four knights who secretly stopped Harun took a few steps back, taking shape. Their bodies, overwhelmed by Harun's explosive power, tremble like a fever.

A raging flame flashes from Harun's eyes.

"Do you also protest that you cannot be commanded as a mercenary, like the Armang Knights, who navigated my command in the middle of a battle and missed my captured victory?"

"……."

The knights dared not look Harun in the eye, but grew increasingly restless in his speculation. Harun's aura overwhelmed them with eyes like Shabel Tiger. At this moment, Harun was strong enough to be compared to the Sword Master.

"Don't you know what it means to disobey me, the Empress Dowager, whom you have appointed as your temporary conductor? What is a knight's virtue? You do not trust the judgment of the late Lord Briella, who swore allegiance. Does my abilities matter or where I'm from? Is that reason enough to disobey a direct order from the Empress? Do you think the Queen Dowager and Lord Devon hold me in command because they're less judgmental than you?"

The four knights did not answer a single question. Contrary to Harun's growing voice, the entire settlement of the knights, as well as the four articles, sank into Geo. No one saw me in Harun's castle.

"Your highness, it must be an order from your superiors to ignore me and stop me from entering, as well as to pretend that you do not own command." If that's what you think, someone's already rebuked me and you. "

Harun's deeply erupting voice echoes throughout the camp, containing Mana. Even those who were sleeping had to wake up, but Suk Youngji was still trapped in a suffocating silence.

"Make way! If you stand in my way any longer, I will cut you down for insubordination for ignoring your rightful command and for your blasphemy against Her Majesty the Queen, Briela."

I had no reason to respect him anymore. In the meantime, I have respected the knights because of Princess Briella and Debron, but I have made it clear that it is of no use.

Are you amazed at Harun's firm voice? You step back to. They no longer have the courage to stop Harun from killing and justifying his cause.

"Fucking assholes! '

When Harun comes, the superiors who ordered him to be disrespected, as well as the noblewomen at the top, will undoubtedly turn it all over to them. Another time, the superiors and other nobles would have stood up and met Harun, but no one came out. Your knight's face is covered in dirt.

As soon as she arrives in front of the barracks of the Briella Empress, the hall opens the barracks and greets him. It seemed like I had already seen and heard all the situations with a stiff face. Seeing you standing at the entrance, you seemed to be thinking about coming out.

"I'm sorry."

In the voice I heard as I was just walking inside her, I felt sorry for her.

There were a few more in the barracks. He was introduced as a key member of the Baron Sebastian, Baron Julio and the Knights of the Unsullied, but was sitting on one side armed with four nobles whose names he did not even remember.

Baron Seban and Baron Julio shot four nobles in fierce stare at Harun as he entered the barracks. It seems that there is an internal conflict with the actions of the knights against Harun.

Between the Knights of Hook and the knights Debron recruited, there is a gap that cannot be filled. Since I trained in a rough environment, there was a difficult difference between knights' unconscious privilege and noble knights' minds.

Harun, who read such a veil in the barracks, was very angry.

"Commander Harun, welcome."

Princess Briella was not even dressed yet. She was distorted by the unacceptable emotion on her face as if she knew everything. From the intensity of the aura and the solemn face of the nearby nobles, there seems to be a lot of restlessness in this barracks as well as outside.

She bows her head to Harun. The nobles around me widened their eyes, but they didn't care about the reaction and apologized to Harun.

"Everything is my fault. If I didn't have the ability, I should have given up early, but I couldn't give up other people's expectations, so I worked too hard to make myself invisible to the commander."

Harun was heartbroken by the sad words that came out like a sigh. The frustrating and overwhelming despair of those who cannot live their lives on their own terms has just plunged the girl toward adulthood into a deep dark abyss.

He is angry, but Harun doesn't have anything to say. It was not a situation for a girl to have sweet and happy dreams. Briella, who was born with the princess, was so sad and pitiful.

You hear Debron's voice outside the barracks.

"No, Your Highness. This is all my fault."

His stiff face shows up with a barracks curtain bent like a mask, and his shivering eyes turn towards the nobles who have been betrayed around the Empress. The nobles' eyes gradually shrunk even more.

"No, Uncle!"

"If I hadn't shown up... …."

At Debron's words, Harun, Briela and Hall shake their heads at the same time. That's not true. Even if it wasn't Debron, the nobles of the Minority would have driven her into the Golden Battlefield if they couldn't find a suitable target.

As a nobleman, he would certainly go into the Golden Battle for the throne, but some of the middle-class nobles would have failed for the name or prestige of their family.

Historically, there were quite a number of knights or nobles who were named during the Golden Battle, and they were eventually summoned by the imperial court.

Late for them, Briela was merely a tool to raise the reputation of individuals and families during the Golden Battle.

"Have a seat, please."

In Princess Briela's words, Harun and Debron sit on a carpet on the floor.

"You did a great job today."

Harun, who was handed a cup of tea to the hall, shakes her head at the Empress's words.

"No, I'm not."

"No. No one in such a clever way would have been able to deal with the famous Corsair cavalry by force in the Empire. I would have admired it.If Earl Tebe and the Armang Knights hadn't acted on their own..."

Princess Briella was unable to connect the words. The more I thought about it, the more I tasted. Nevertheless, even in the unlikely event that this happened, I was unable to say a bad word to Earl Thebes and the Armang Knights who had supported her.

"I'm sorry, but it's in the past.

Harun's words sweep away the aging that had risen. Regret is too late no matter how fast it is.

"You're right. It's already done as Commander Harun said. But a man has to reflect on what he's done wrong and take a new stand. So we have to try not to make the same mistake anymore. But……."

Debron also failed to speak as a princess. The atmosphere seemed strange.

"We had a meeting about what happened today."

Harun does not have to answer, but waits for Debron's word.

"I think we'd better go our separate ways from here."

As expected…….

'That's why you ignored me. Did you really think you had nothing better to do?'

I said what I expected. Through this battle, I have now made it clear that they cannot mix the forces of Harun and the forces of the Gentiles like water and oil.

The mercenaries who thought they were just the underlings or the supporters of the knights became increasingly uncomfortable with Harun's existence while in their case, they were greatly lowered by the Armang Knights' fatal mistakes.

"Maybe that's better for each other."

"I think so, too. Once we're separated, the pursuers will be separated, and we should be able to deal with our enemies more effectively than we did today."

"Yes. I think so, too, in that sense."

Harun doesn't argue. The pursuers' main goal will be their own, but only their minds were at ease. With the Armand Knights almost wiped out, the number of people following the Empress Briella is less than six hundred, regardless of which direction the pursuers follow.

'Still, I'd rather deal with it.'

Through Debron's warm and gentle eyes, I also felt that he knew what Harun had in mind.

"We thank you for your kindness and your consideration. Thanks to your help, I was able to make it to the basin without any trouble and not be pushed by the other princes. Moreover, I was able to enter the verification coffin and escape the basin like this. Those who pretend not to know the nobles without such grace cannot be called human offspring."

Devron's harsh words make the nobles' faces cruelly crooked, including half of them. I wanted to protest, but I didn't have to say a hundred words to them because something had already happened.

"If you think of the grace you have given me, it is natural."

The nobles and knights said nothing while the two of them were talking. Harun wanted to say that he cared about all of them not because of Princess Briella, but because of his personal feelings for Debron.

It's worth coming out from Harun, who ignores the princess and themselves just like before, but I didn't see any reaction this time. Now that he knew all the situation, he had nothing to say to Harun. Their hearts were mixed with various feelings of guilt, such as feeling sorry for Harun and feeling favored by mercenaries and guilt that even though they were born with noble lineage, even mercenaries are powerless.

"Take your horse."

"Are you sure you want to do that?"

"Yes."

Harun, who could not ride, was a natural suggestion, but those gathered in the barracks, including Debron, were greatly pleased. It was about fighting horses that I desperately hoped for, even though I had no balls in battle and had not been helped by Harun in all things, including supplies.

It was a gift that they had decided to go on separate journeys, and they used their identities to forcibly take away the fighting horses, but they could not ignore it because of the mercenaries and foreigners.

For those who had to safely get to the mines to avoid the pursuit of the Dark Elves and the Northern Legion, a swift means of transport was more important than anything else, and even if it wasn't for that, the presence of the fighting horses was very important.

"Thank you. I'm counting on you and the gale mercenaries."

"No, I'm not."

Harun replied with a joyful look on her face, and saw the Princess Briella from the dark circle beneath her eyes. I was tired and tired. It is not the fatigue and tiredness of the flesh, but the guilt of lack of abilities, and being drawn to the situation.

When Harun's gaze turned, the princess smiled in the face of difficulty. The smile was also not bright, mixed with apology and gratitude.

"I'll prepare things like food and hay for about a week's journey. Please go back safely."

"Thank you, Commander Harun. I feel uneasy because I owe you so much and just feel sorry for you. I will repay you for your strength one day."

She is also the kind-hearted Empress Briella. She is not as broad in breadth, leadership and charisma as the Empress 1, nor as wise as the Empress 1, nor was she as talented as the Empress 7. Harun felt sorry for the poor princess who was just tied up in a chain of nobles and knights who followed her and couldn't do anything on her own.

"I'm so sorry."

As I left the barracks, I whispered as if I had quickly followed.

I felt sorry for her that she couldn't act freely because of the circumstances around her. Even though I had a different idea than most members of the organization, I couldn't express it properly, and if I did something wrong, I could get a glimpse through her of the period of the insulting tissue.

This is why I hate this organization! '

Harun had no intention of being part of an organization or organization in the future. If necessary, it will be the group leading the organization. If I couldn't do it, I'd rather be alone forever.

"It's okay. It's not the hall's fault. After all, Hall will take good care of King Briella and Devron."

"Don't worry about it."

Whether Harun was pleased with his kind words or smiled at the application resembles a picture he had seen a long time ago. A pear blossom from an apocalyptic era? It resembles the petals that made me feel pure and tender at the same time.

Harun shakes his head, momentarily reminded of his old feelings and almost raised his hand to stroke her face. Soon, his hands went to the place his head told him not to, but took out the two pouches he had prepared.

"Please take this to Devron. and use it when you need it, when you have it. I'd also like you to take care of the four-man cubicle."

The hall, which holds two heavy pockets, loosens its gaze.

"Huff! This?"

What caught her eye were 100 gold golden jewels mixed in her pockets. I would estimate its weight to be at least a few hundred thousand gold.

Harun's eyes quickly shed tears in the impressive hall. All he did was betray them, but Harun continues to help them. I was so thankful and sorry.

"Thank you so much."

It was the hall where Earl Thebes was dying and he had no way to finance it. I couldn't help but be impressed by the words of Harun's heart.

"By the way, what state is the fortress where the Knights Hook used to live?"

"Oh! It's empty."

"Can I use it?"

"No, of course not. And there?"

Harun nods. Then I took out two other things and gave them to her.

"This is Mana Communications, give one to Devon, and the other to Hall in case of emergency. With advanced Mana Seok, we should be able to communicate to Fuchran.

I searched my inventory, pulled out a fine Mana Stone and taught her how to work. The hall barely nods, with tears of emotion shed over it.

It was fate who thought she had confessed her heartache and sadness, but the rope still wouldn't break "Wet? After checking, she is filled to the brim with bursts. Harun confirmed that his stronghold will be the fortress where the Knights Hook stayed and that she is welcome to visit at any time.

"We'll settle down in Herb Town and head to Fuchran when we get more people. If you have nowhere to go in the future, come there. It's worth living as a mercenary."

"Hehe, I know. I don't know about the other mercenaries, but they're different. So I really want to be a mercenary."

The hall you lived with with Harun's Gale Mercenaries changed your perception of the mercenaries you had before. I liked that they cared for each other and cared for each other like a family, and I liked the process of developing together.

'There's no reason for me to be a mercenary like Dylan himself.'

The Empress and Lord Devron are determined to make sure they decide their future fortunes when they go to the mines this time. As she expected, Empress Briella was more likely to give up the Golden Battle than to be dragged around any longer.

'Then we'll all go together. If you're good at the Hook Knights, you might not be good enough to join the Storm Mercenaries, but you can train harder.'

The Knights of Hook are not enough to be knights anyway, so they are being guarded by their fellow knights. Lord Devron and his half-father are desperate to meet nobles and knights, so a new life will be opened if only the princess is determined.

"I'll be there. Devron and Briella will want to see Captain Harun. Four lucky men."

"What about you?"

Harun turns her back, blushing and shy, with a light heart.

'Course I miss you, too. I miss looking back at you like this.'

The answer from the hall in his heart followed behind his back.