It Seems I Came to Another World, Now What Should I Do

In the end, Liz, Fia, Dollar, and five impersonators participate in the fight. Me, Lot and Rossa there. A total of 11. Even if you handle four ahead of schedule, you're more than twice the opponent. You're a bad guy.

"The Shield Squad stopped marching once outside the range of the bow. As soon as me and Rossa process it, we'll rendezvous. After that, I'll take command."

Brief situational diagrams on the ground and telling them that while moving the stones representing the troops, all the battle personnel in a circle nod.

"Mr. Rossa, because the signal for the start of the operation signals something like this with wind magic. If you feel that, I want you to take them down."

Actually puts a light chunk of wind on Rossa's right shoulder. I won't get hurt, but it's clearly not like the natural wind. It would be a signal.

We're in charge of the assault on the right and Rossa on the left.

Stay in combat gear, get in the carriage, and start going at slow speeds, guarding the stops.

"Ray. I'm sorry I'm in a position to say you are, but can you wait right after the troops? If anything happens, I want you to tell everyone to evacuate as a missionary order."

"I'm in awe. Don't worry too strictly about your employment contract. I am retired, and I am your own, but I have been told by His Excellency the Duke and the Viscount that you can pay for the firepowder that comes down."

Oh, did you still have something to do with Rostee? Well, he's my man now. I don't care.

Even if they tell me not to worry about it, it's my nature, and the contract is so important that it's hard to replace anything.

"Okay. But you don't have to join the fight. I want you to be thorough with the preaching at the time of the incident. Take it from me, it's an important man. Take care of your life."

"It's a word without a body. Ok. When you do, lead the way to help you escape. Good luck."

Gently tap Ray's shoulder lowering his head deeply. I find myself unworthy of situations where retired people also have to use it. We need more power.

The carriage arrived at the planned spot, so we stop and go in turn.

Troops joining us this time get caught up.

"Well, it's the real deal. Mr. Rossa, I won't force you. I take precedence over myself. Retreat as soon as it's processed. If you can't, stand back and report. Are you okay?"

"Okay. I won't force it. Contact and report to the Shield Squad immediately."

Rossa answers with a crisp face. Slightly, I can also see the color of the tension. I can't help it. This could be the first time you've killed a man.

"As I said earlier, I take full responsibility. Even if you kill people, it's my instructions. [M] You just rub everything against me."

With that said, pound and slap his head. After a flash of pompous face, I smile blossoming.

"Yes. I'll do my best"

Rossa nods forcefully.

The Shield Squad is twisted and forward. If I don't go back, I was strict enough to stay out of contact with the main unit in case. If Ray's "alert" allowed the body to approach, he also gave instructions to retreat.

Me and Lott, Rossa rush, run all the way out of sight of the archer in front and dive into the woods. Advance "Hidden" fully open while adjusting each other's positions with Lot's "Vigilance" and my "Vigilance".

Proceed in a way we are slightly ahead of. I'm also instructing Rossa to keep track of this situation with 'vigilance'.

"These four men were able to confirm it with 'vigilance'. positioned at equal intervals. The main unit is pretty far back. If you're shouted, you'll be noticed, but in the case of a fall from a tree due to murder, it's a delicate place."

I heard Lot's report and once again I think the second person is the problem. I don't think they're loose. I'll think of you as a skilled soldier.

It's not just 'hidden' from around the other person's sight, it's also careful how you proceed and proceed so that there is no sound.

Pause once in a place you saw only unnoticed. I identified the archer in Lot's pointer. A little dirty man sits blurring this way with his bow in one hand on a tree.

Rossa stopped too. That's it for the prep.

Hit a chunk of wind with a simulator on Rossa slightly in view.

at the same time, small-blown around a man's elbows and knees, and vocal cords. At the same time, a man falls from a tree due to impact.

There are many thick blood vessels around the vocal cords. It would be death in some circumstances. Damn, it's disgusting.

Did Rossa shoot you too, run forward? This one also goes to the next position at full speed without worrying about the sound.

There is another man of the same kind, waiting on the tree. He looks slightly suspicious and frightened, probably because he heard a man fall earlier.

This one explodes for elbows, knees, and vocal cords as well. This one also fell out of the tree due to the impact. Now it's mission complete.

Did Rossa have time to shoot the bow, set aside a little time and rush out backwards? We also rush out into the woods towards the Shield Squad.

Join forces, including Rossa, and ask about Rossa's situation.

"I aimed for the neck, but I'm not desperate. They were both groaning, but you won't be able to speak up because of the pain."

So much for covert operations? Face the Shield Squad.

"There's a good chance we'll bump into each other from here. As for archers, magicians, I'll confirm. It would be the White Soldier War if it weren't for you. I expect your struggle."

That's what I say, line up, push the shield forward and start moving forward. If you get shot in the bow, only try to avoid fatal injuries.

Liz, Dollar, and Fia lead the way, with five impersonators obliquely left and right from behind it. I'm right behind the dollar, Lot and Rossa are right behind it. A little back and the rays are positioned.

After a while when he starts walking, a group of men emerge from between the trees in front, almost exclusively in leather armor, not divergent and dominated, which is also awkward to say lightweight. You're less skilled.

Count the numbers. Twenty-six people can't even be called queues, make a group. Turn around Ray but be honored. Now we're all here.

A man in comparatively leather armor comes forward and screams from within the group.

"Hi-ha. You think you can beat that number of people!? I'm not stupid. Ha ha. Leave the money, the food, the woman, and I'll miss you. Oh, you don't need a baba, do you? I'll slap you on the spot."

Do you feel superior to the difference in numbers, a shitty man throws up a shitty word. I checked when he came out, but no one with a bow.

Once out front with a hover, it fits everyone within the scope of surgical control, but there are no magicians. Return immediately and stand in front of the line.

"No bow, no magic."

Yes, scream behind your back.

"Are you bandits against nobles? If you stay tied up like this, you won't take it to life. This is not a favor. Orders."

"Aren't you an idiot? What are you doing out of bed with this number of people? Oh, you have a woman. Just come over here. I'll tear you apart later."

With a disdainful look, a man screams with a half laugh.

Oh, you mean Liz.

Somewhere in my head I heard something cut off slightly. Tactics? To this stupid under-soldiers bunch?

I almost caused Rossa to suffer a single creature wound for someone like this.

The anger, which was boiling prolonged, reached its peak.

The elbows and knees of the visible men explode small, including the man in front of them.

Screaming, falling men. From the point where my vision opens up, I will blow them up in turn as well. It's with the work. The mind sinks cold, just repeat this task.

It didn't take as long as the left to get everyone down.

"Leave Ray, all back in the carriage. In doing so, secure, tie and retreat the four earlier. Except for the relevant 4 personnel, the equipment may be unscrewed. Don't turn to this side at all. Harsh."

That's what I yell at everyone behind me. Confused, but gradually increasing speed, I go back to the carriage.

"I'm sorry, Ray. I might show you something a little ugly."

"I don't care, Baron. It is a daily tea meal in times of war. Not enough."

Speaking that way, pay attention and approach the group. Groups screaming and cursing in pain.

Kick the inferior man who was talking earlier out of the group.

"Hey, potato worm. Is this all your people have?

I hear that in a frozen, hard voice.

"Huh. I'll kill you. I'll kill you. Uh-oh."

Summon and scatter about what a man thinks.

At that moment, the area around the tibia explodes small. The scream sounds new and loud.

"Hey. You know what I'm saying? I asked if I still had company. Speak, or I'll crush your whole body."

Heal the tibia area with divinity. To the point of blowing up the meat. It's not bitter at all.

"Ahhh, I kill, I kill"

Men don't stop calling. Blast the same spot again.

"Bite your tongue, but unless you answer, keep healing. The pain will last forever, won't it? Does the word make sense? Are you willing to talk to me? We'll keep talking until we do."

With that said, heal the wound.

"Huh...... Excuse me... excuse me... please give me a break"

You understand the situation on the boulder, I'm coming to apologize.

Again, blow up the tibia.

"Hino, no, no. Hey."

"Potato worm. How long have you been killing someone you've said that to before? You think I can easily believe that word? Think about it and answer. Do you have company?

Yes, when approaching the fallen group earlier, the 'recognition' teacher said the word 'murder' of the skill along with the general skill.

As for the content, I don't know. I don't even want to know now. However, given the conditions under which skills grow, they won't be a busy skill.

It also grows in more than half of the population.

In that sense, I don't trust these idiots at all, and I don't want to be alarmed about this one.

Heal the tibia.

"All my people, that's it."

He answers with a plea face, distorting his face to pain.

Explode the tibia again.

"Why!? Answered!! I answered."

Cure the tibia.

"Ask again. Do you have any other company?

"I'm not here. It's true. If you keep going, there's no other way to answer it."

Oh, you finally broke it.

Convention against Torture, etc.? What is it? If you put Liz and her people at risk on the scale, you don't even have to think about it. Because this is not the Earth.

Once we assumed that we could extract some credible information, we listened and went.

With regard to this raid, it appears that the investigation team's rumors were planned at a stage where they spread in town.

Leaving are two carriages with no escort. There are not even 7 grades in the village and 8 is not that far away.

On top of that, a fellow reported that we had a carriage attached as an escort.

Up to about 12 people even with escorts on a scale. He stepped on it when he could crush it in numbers.

This one pulls a carriage, not to mention a four-headed pull. I'm no match for a horse without luggage that I really let run at speed. Besides, I report without a break, so I get ahead of myself.

By the way, as a bandit group, they are independent and have no companions. They feed a group of 30 people. I can't do it on a larger scale than that, and it stands out. That's a reasonable answer in that sense.

I was thankful I didn't have any worries about my hindsight.

I was listening, and I was getting a headache. They taste so noble? Or are these guys stupid?

When Ray checks, he's got 30 horses around him.

He even went back to the carriage and asked his colleagues and members of the investigation team to instruct him to capture the thief and retrieve the horse.

In doing so, three are safe with regard to the archer, one heals the wound because he was in a dangerous condition and breaks his elbow and knee again.

Perform without expression, feeling contradictory and sad about healing and breaking.

In the end, I couldn't cut my virginity.

Until the end of everyone's work, I sat back and thought about it. About Rosa, about me, about the future.

Fu, I can flutter a hug from my back.

"It doesn't really make sense to think about it, does it? Tiana also said it's a way to get by at some point."

It's Liz.

"Yeah. I know, but I knew it. If I could, I wouldn't want my hands dirty."

"That's how Hiro immediately tries to carry it all himself. You've said that many times, haven't you? Me and everyone else, we'll carry it together."

"Well, I've done a lot of things since then"

I can't stop thinking about torture.

"You did that because you thought you needed Hiro, too, didn't you? If you've been thinking about everyone, you can't even think about it."

When I say that, he hugs me all the time. Oh, I can see that my cold, hardened heart will be unraveled just a little bit.

Even if I decide to protect you, this body... I'm going to be stunned by the weakness of Japanese mentality. But at least, I'll do it when I need to. Again, I swore.

We captured them all and collected the horses as well.

Ask Perth what to do if he says this.

"Generally, I kill. By raiding, we stand as witnesses, so it's not a sin."

"What if I escorted you to the village?

"It's been moved straight to town, tied up. I'll confirm the remainder, but the death penalty is already confirmed in this case."

He is an active criminal and has confessed. There is no room for discretion.

I've heard of God who conducts commerce turning merchants into pillars of salt, because that is also a clear violation of commercial rules. This world is harsh if rules are found to be broken.

Besides, this world doesn't leak much, and the enforcement of sentences is entertainment. The act of taking, taking, committing, and killing against a living people with hard endurance is the object of contempt.

That is the death penalty. I guess I can't help clearing up my depression. I didn't personally intend to live for such a thing.

"If we have it now, can we get it back to the village, on the horse, by the end of the day?

"It will be a lot later at night, but it is possible. In that case, you need to think about what if and get three people out of the impersonator. Keep retrieving the horses and follow them later."

"Is that a form of waiting in today's camp?

"It will."

Wow, my plans suddenly go crazy. I really, really want to kill you already. But I can't kill you. I wanted to scratch my head with a grit. But I can't help it.

"Sinners are bracketed on horses, transferred together. Escort three suitors from the investigation team. Let them drink in the river on the way when it comes to water. Collect and return this horse as soon as it is taken over in an adjustable situation in the village."

"Okay."

Everyone in the fact-finding team summons.

As far as the possessions of sinners are concerned, the person who debated them basically has the right to recover them. Some things are basic and unadaptable. People and goods belonging to the state.

Mm-hmm. There's going to be more extra baggage. With the horse when he comes back? Ha.

Lost a lot, but go with this choice. I made that decision and gave them instructions as we all washed the problem.