Isaac

The beginning didn't seem like much to anyone. There have been a number of accidents with so much emphasis and attention. And I said, "Fire! ’Another idiot set fire to the cry, grumbling, holding a hangover, buried in bed, and wearing a blanket.

There's fire coming from everywhere. ’It was because of the shout and the loud sound of a typhoon waking up.

Ding, ding! Ding!

The loud bells annoy the ears all at once to match the screaming, screaming, and whistling of the sound to put out the fire. I just yelled at each other to put out the fire because we didn't have a proper command system.

Soldiers who are accustomed to receiving orders become powerless without orders. Humans who need to recruit and command troops are spread out drunk, and soldiers are also drunk enough that the placenta can't control them.

Anton was the only one in his right mind, but he had no authority to give orders to the mercenaries who were supposed to move to put out the fire, so all he could do was knock him out and make him give the order.

Anton ran out of his home and saw the flames surging beyond his sight, screaming at the right-wing mercenaries to extinguish the flames and rush to a lodging with Dyke spread out.

Dyke stumbles out of the building, stumbling across some of the equipment to see if he knew the seriousness of the situation.

“What! What's going on?! ”

“Looks like those dumb mercenaries finally got the job done. ”

Anton speaks to Dyke in a blasphemous voice. If the Meta District is damaged by a fire, winning a war will only cost the prince his full recovery. So I sang a song that I had to be so careless, but I overheard it, and I ended up paying for this month.

“Then let's put out the fire! ”

Who doesn't know that...

Anton grits his teeth.

“The command of the mercenaries has not yet been transferred to the Knights. Hurry to meet the mercenary commander and take command to start the digestion... ”

“He gets to the boat before that. ”

“Yes? It's not too late. If we hurry to eradicate the fire.... ”

“Shut up! The firemen will shut it down! Can't you see? There's a fire coming our way! The ship is safest. We'll get there first! ”

“This is a stormy season! ”

“That doesn't mean the boat is the safest! If you want to burn, burn alone! ”

Dyke pushes Anton hard with one arm and starts running toward the wharf. The hesitant knights follow the captain to the wharf.

“Ugh! That incompetent bastard! ”

Anton, who was staring at Dyke's back head, was forced to start running after him. I had to protect Dyke, an outlaw loyal to the baron.

“Where's the boat...? Where's the boat?!" ”

As if Dyke wasn't planning on escaping by himself, mercenaries flocked to the wharf trying to board the barge owned by the baron.

The most notorious mercenaries on the move. Instead of following the brotherhood or command system, I only care about safeguarding the loot I had stored as soon as the fire broke out.

In the event of a fire, the boat is safest on board. However, when I came to the docks, I noticed that only a large ship belonging to the baron, and the boat they were on, had disappeared.

“Make way! Knight's ship! Anyone attempting to board will be judged immediately! ”

A knight calls out in a loud voice and threatens, but only proves that he can't do anything more than make a clumsy threat.

“What! They want to live alone! ”

“There's plenty of room, anyway! Let's move in together! ”

Dyke shakes his hand as he pushes the mercenaries to the boat and gives them a head-burning hangover.

“Ouch! Shut up! You little buggers! Just jump in the water! You set it on fire! So turn off the lights! I can't believe you started running! You are all to be executed for fleeing the battlefield! ”

Crazy!

Anton screams into his heart. Spreading oil on excited mercenaries is like spreading oil on a house of fire.

“Are you saying they're the only ones who want to live? ”

“How do I turn that thing off? We don't even know where the fire department is. ”

“I'll run away in a boat if I'm going to burn to death. ”

Chang!

Anton shouts, with his sword drawn, as the mercenaries' mood escalates.

“All swords! Squad 4, 5, and 6 will escort the Knight Captain and stop the remaining mercenaries! Kill anyone who resists! ”

The knights draw their swords in Anton's cry, and Anton makes an example of them, slaughtering a few mercenaries without hesitation.

“I am Anton Smith of Duveron! Anyone who wants to die by my hand, step up! ”

No one knows Anton, even the Earl's Sword. With the mercenaries staggering back and forth, the Knight Captain and the Escort Knights hurried aboard the ship, and the knights who had followed Anton to stop the mercenaries slowly stepped back.

“Where is the commander of the mercenary army?! Mercenaries, follow the commander's orders and fire suppression immediately! The more you do this, the better off you'll be! ”

Anton says the mercenaries seem to have calmed down by now. After all, money is the most important thing that makes them mercenaries.

As the mercenaries appear to be about to disband the commander, Anton screams as he tries to put the sword back in.

“The ship sails! ”

“What?"

Anton turns his head in disbelief to the screams of the mercenary. Two large sailboats were lowering sails and pulling up anchors.

“Dyke!”

Anton screams at Dyke, who barely calmed down the mercenaries.

“I knew you couldn't trust the nobles! ”

“They're the only ones who want to live! ”

“He's as good as dead! Bring it on!”

The mercenaries start rushing to board the ship with their eyes turned upside down.

“Hehe! Stop him! ”

Anton shouted as he slashed the mercenaries rushing towards him, but even the hard-trained knights were so inexperienced that they were insufficient to stop the mercenaries who rolled on the battlefield. Among other things, there were too many. The purpose of the mercenaries there is not to fight the Knights, but to board the ship.

Many climb aboard the ship, piercing the defenses of one or two knights. A battle broke out to stop the mercenaries from climbing aboard the ship, and a flame rose in the aftermath of the battle on the deck of the sailboat slowly leaving the wharf.

“No! Come back!”

“Wait!”

The desperate mercenaries even dived into the lake as the ship tried to leave the wharf completely.

“Everyone calm down! Where the hell are the mercenary commanders and their captains? ”

“It's them! They're the reason we can't get on the boat! ”

The desperation and grudge that they were all going to die led to Anton and the Knights.

Anton frowns slightly at the mercenaries' gaze and looks at the knights. He breathes a little tired, but only minor injuries appear to be fatal or fatal.

The fact that a knight named the Marquis's elite troops must suffer humiliation because of a great and incompetent commander.

Anton rolls his feet forcefully and cries out, crushing the wooden floor.

“I don't have time for this right now! As you can see, the wharf is made of flammable wood, so you never know when it will catch fire! Protect the wharf by gathering everything you can to extinguish it! If you want to live, follow the instructions! ”

The mercenaries flinch at Anton's power and a mercenary shouts as he shouts.

“A canal! Cross the canal and head to Port City! ”

"Oops!"

Anton yells, feeling faint.

“Now is the time to prepare for war! Do not leave the Territory! ”

“You're going to burn to death! ”

The mercenaries start running in unison, ignoring Anton's cry.

“Stop! Kill anyone who tries to make it to Fort Shi!" We must not allow them to cross into Port City! ”

The knights pursue the mercenaries on Anton's orders. The laws on territorial warfare prohibit troops participating in territorial warfare from invading other administrative areas that remain neutral.

Any violation of the law will invalidate the Territory itself and any territory violated by a powerful sanction means will be deemed unconditional defeat in the Territory and will result in the Central intervention.

Even if a situation is unavoidable by a disaster, it will serve as a significant penalty to the monarch. So we had to kill all the mercenaries and stop them from entering Port City.

“Sa, help me! ”

Anton takes a deep breath from the screaming mercenary while caught in the fire. He sighs and looks around. The flames engulf your vision with black smoke.

“Mr Anton. ”

“Damage?”

“That's not verifiable. The horns scattered while chasing all the mercenaries. ”

“Damn it!”

The flame grows larger and bigger without showing any signs of fading. Mercenaries on their way to Port City are increasingly heading up towards the Theta District to avoid burning buildings along the canal, and only a hundred knights remain scattered around Anton in pursuit of such mercenaries.

Newport City was originally a slum with an overpopulation population. This means that the shack next to each other extends like a spider web through narrow alleyways like a maze.

It is impossible to gather troops scattered by horns in a chaotic situation full of fire and smoke from all sides, even natives sometimes get lost in the alleyways.

And now, instead of a fire suppression, I had to find a safe place to escape the fire. Whenever the sigh of the wind blows, the castration itself is a threat, but what is scarier is the burning smoke. Fire can be avoided, but smoke cannot be avoided.

Anton and the Knights were also afraid of acting. The Formal Armor equipped by the Knights is powerful enough to defend against the powerful Flame Magic of a First Class Knight several times, but it cannot stop the smoke.

If it is a breathing creature that suffocates in smoke, even Anton, who is close to master class, cannot guarantee life or death.

As Anton decides to make his way to the safest place, his eyes widen as he turns to the screams of a knight.

“Mr Anton, I'm hungry! ”

One of the two boats went out into the middle of the lake was caught in the fire, burning like a torch, and one was sinking.

Fluffy!

“Bird!”

The knights rush Anton to the ground, kneeling down to see if he's weak. Anton glances at the lake in a bewildered look.

“The Knights... will be the glory of the Marquis..." ”

The armor of the Knights that gave you lightweight magic is too heavy to bear without magic for the defense of the Iron Wall. The lightening spell itself reduces the burden of the wearer, not the armor itself.

So there's no chance the knights in the lake will live. The knights who were raised by the erl poured out all their abilities were drowned without even trying.