Lonely Attack on the Different World

The story of a sinner somewhere at some point in one day's kingdom.

Part 1 - Punishment Edition

Tired, sleepy, but I'm the blame. This suffering is a punishment for the sins that have been imposed on me.

Infinitely stacked documents, plenty of requests and pleadings are wishes and hopes. So I take sincerity from the numbers in it, and I guess, scrutinize and investigate the correspondence. Injustice will not be tolerated, it is the orphans and the weak who starve when the rich and officials fatten and luxuriously their private bellies. I know that well, I guess that's why this punishment was chosen.

I was an orphan, I grew up in a poor orphanage, I learned to steal without even food, and I outgrew my hunger. I dropped off a bunch of people dying and cried over and over again, I will never forget that remorse alone, I will never forget it!

This country is rotten, the nobility of this country sucks. That's how he shouted, became a bandit, stole it in a brothel temptation, and went around handing it out in orphanages and slums.

That's sin but no regrets, that's evil but I'm evil and good. But my face broke and I couldn't stay in the king's capital, and I was always worried about the children in the orphanage as I traveled throughout the kingdom.

Even after being chased exhausted and exhausted, there were poor and hungry people in every village and city, orphans weaker than anyone else who strolled behind their brains in powerlessness that seemed to exhaust even their energy.

But poverty wasn't the only king's capital, there was unrest in the kingdom when he realized the helplessness of stealing and distributing as many poor villages and towns as he could, civil unrest.

And the tragedy stomps the weak first, rushing back to the king's capital without having to be caught and condemned to death. It's not like I could go and do something, I'm a helpless thief with no money, no power, nothing, and still... I ran back desperately. I desperately dismissed my imagination with a hunch of tragedy and ran carelessly.

I ran desperately for days and days, desperately running back, in despair in my heart and not being able to give up. What I saw in King's Capital, where I ran back desperately... the sights of an unimaginable dream, the orphans were laughing more than the nightmares I shook away desperately.

He was running around in beautiful clothes, in a fine house, with a cheerful face. There was everything I wanted to do, there was something I wanted to see.

So I turned myself in. At the time, all the acts of the bandits that appeared in the chaos of the war were my fault, that's why I named them all as having done it... this country is fine now. That's what I thought the moment I saw the orphanage kid laughing about why...

So I'll pay for all the sins, I'm sure you don't need a thief anymore. When I think so and say I did it all, the officials get terribly upset and go and call one great person after another, they hear me guilty over and over again, and go and call someone again with a face of amazement and confusion... and it was a child with black hair who came to confess his sins to me.

"Is it Moga? If you're not temporarily temporarily temporarily temporarily temporarily temporarily temporarily temporarily temporarily temporarily temporarily, you'll starve to death. If you picked up an ineffective drop from a rich place and distributed it effectively, you're not a thief, you're a kind volunteer for noble work, are you? Yeah, I hope you don't call me a thief or something because I have a bad reputation for listening to the audience? Yeah, that's okay with returning the drop to the rightful owner, right? Yeah, if it's just not enough and you've been volunteering... just fine?

And I'm atoning for the sins I've been told, but it's hard, tight, sleepy!

I did sin, and I have no regrets. And if atonement makes people happy, let's do anything. But hard, seriously tight, a mysterious heavy punishment sympathetic to everyone...... aristocratic hard! Why would I turn myself in as a thief, nobleman!?

This country is crazy, the nobility of this country sucks. 'Cause there's no end to the job, there's not enough manpower, there's not enough chili in the richness! I'm not done, so I don't have time off, I don't have time to sleep, there's too much I want to do!

Oh... my eyes are tired, my head is sleepy, but I'm the blame. This suffering can't be helped because the punishment for the sins imposed on me, my sin destruction makes the town rich and peaceful, and if the kids laugh happily ever after, it's my punishment.

Good... 'Cause I wanted you to live, I wanted you to laugh. That's what I wanted to see, and this town was the same. So if you laugh at me, I don't mind sin or punishment or anything anymore, but it's hard, seriously sleepy!

"My lord, it was the sixth plan financials...... if you don't go to sleep, you will die!? My eyes are not bears in my eyes, my dead minister is already floating around!!"

"Uh, thank you. And you don't need to, because you're in the process of punishing sinners, right? It's forced aristocratic labor of wild release criminal slaves... I'm crying because I said it!?"

The numbers on the paperwork are another unexpected abundance, more budget and more work! If it's too rich to imagine, but it's not enough, public utility instructions will come, more business whether you make it or not, why does the waterway connect to the house! No, the water dust is spicy, it's a good idea for sure, but I'm spicy! I can't rest because it's rewarding!

No, I didn't even know what the punishment was for, but why would that be the nobility? What, the pathetic look in your eyes when you hear about that nobleman!?

Uh, the whole town's smiling. I'm sure I'm more miserable than anyone and happier than anyone else sinner...... but why does a mushroom arrive at an exquisite time when this is the limit, you can't fall!?

Ah, you all look happy... Wow, the territory "Promoted to Associate Baron" is increasing under the stuffing of mushrooms!? Wow, so full of mushrooms... apparently sin is deep and the punishment is endless, can't I even be allowed to fall!? Ah, the next paperwork is here already, noble spicy (crying)

Part 2 - Raised Edition

The title has risen again, why is the punishment of the crime the baron!? At first the village officials should have been the punishment, but if some nobleman was in charge, the village became a town, with the surrounding villages attached, the territory "every one" increased?

Well, I'm in prison, right? Sure enough, criminal slaves are sentenced to heavy labor, I thought it was the death penalty, but it was over imagined forced heavy labor ”nobility”!

And... the little orphanage chicks who were small grew up and were dispatched. Those galloping, thin, thin, dirty, flirty little ones are energetic enough to look different in their beautiful clothes. But you're sending an orphan? No, now I have the money to pick it up, I don't have time to spend it at all!

Became a nobleman and built an orphanage first, and a treatment center. I know who's hiding the money because he's a former bandit. He took the money away from bad officials and illegal traders, but there wasn't enough money. But now I have a proper beautiful orphanage, thanks to my sister "Ah"... and thanks to these guys.

I don't have any money, but I didn't have a handover to rely on for a fake nobleman, who lowers his head as much as he wants, but he didn't even have someone to lower it. And I don't have enough medicine, but I don't have enough money because it's valuables, so I ambushed him in the street and jumped out in front of the wagon of the Zuccarya Chamber of Commerce and asked him to sit down in the ground.

I didn't rub my head on the ground, so I gave you the title salary in a transfer letter, the salary of the associate baron is negligible, I know because I was a merchant child... above all, I don't have any credit, I'm a bandit in prison at all, I don't know what it means to be a nobleman, I'm a fake lord.

I knew it was futile. But even fake wrong lords suffer sick people, I didn't want to be like the aristocrat "those guys" I hated, I don't want to give up for nothing and incompetence... everyone died in the orphanage I was in, sick and weak and everyone was gone. So I asked for nothing, I begged for pointless, I begged you to split the pills, even if they were slightly or shards or not enough, that's all I could do.

That was when I met my sister, Ahem, and she scolded me.

You cried at the words your sister told you... "Overhead, there's no point in such a testimony." Are you licking me? You don't trust me? Who turned you in, boy! It was the orphans who believed you, wasn't it? Your words are bigger than anything else on the border, you heads up nobleman... don't take all this, even the pills are loaded, so let me know right away if it's not enough! I don't trust you. You don't lick the merchants on the border! Everyone who believes in you is your trust, and next time I say the same thing, I'm not just gonna put it down!, "so they yelled at me.

I had no idea that the sister of the merchant was the largest Zuccarya meeting in the kingdom, and that all the loads piled up had been brought for this town.

Because the orphanage kids who went to the border paid me to (...) send me... I couldn't even steal him anything big, but I didn't buy him any drugs... he grew up and he was fine.

"I mean, you guys. Why can't I even read and write and even calculate!

"" "" I got it! Good luck, it's a snack. Okay?

It's a lot quicker to calculate than me or an official, and I can read the drawings, and the report is tabulated! The orphans are being dispatched for real!!

"You're wrong here!" "This is dabbling -!" "Ah, it's a typo! Something's wrong with the map.

Grr! Say I was a disappointed merchant child, so I learned a whole lot of reading and writing calculations, and even learned four rule arithmetic after I became an official, albeit punishment... I taught big kids how to read letters in an orphanage, but I've always been sad that I couldn't teach these little ones... Isn't the equation academic, it!

"Water supply is important for high and low differentials -" "Sewer needs to be deep!" "There's something wrong with the sheep, is there anything wrong with them?

Ha! No, because the perimeter is equipped with sewers, these guys are seniors, but you're so familiar with them! What, you can write blueprints!? Why are you even learning agricultural policy?!

I was already dying tight, but I'll always be tight, but I'm a sinner for life. If this is punishment, it's much better this way. 'Cause these guys are grown and splendid, they survive properly and they're happy, and they're laughing with such cheerful faces.

Being a thief, being chased and running around, and crawling around injured over and over again, was well worth it. That's all I need now, the result of turning myself in is now, but it was worth it... I know the punishment, but normally I'm not forgiven for my sins? Something's going up in the title and there's more work, and the punishment isn't lighter, but it's heavier and there's more territory!

"You know, I heard your brother became a nobleman, and we're all here to help because he's pathetic"

"The Count of the Border is very, very pathetic, and everyone on the Border is pathetic and helpful!

Is that why you're familiar... or pathetic, Mr. Borderline!?

I was orphaned by nobles who killed my parents, took my property and my house, and that orphanage was deprived of my operating expenses by nobles. That's why I was taking it back, that's why I hated nobility so much, hated it from the bottom of my heart.

That's why I hated it. It wouldn't be like those guys, I thought so... nobility was pretty pathetic, it was tragic for the price! After all, it's not about positions or anything, it's not about nobility or orphans... who did what. But now, all I have to do is make amends.

I'm sure that when they grow up, these guys will one day become fine, great nobles and create a happy world that we can't reach...

"" "No! Noblemen don't like it. 'Cause even you said it was pathetic!

Is that it? Everybody hates me, nobles all the time!? Hey, no matter why I'm punished, I'm not getting paid for my sins. There's more titles. Why is the Viscount's letter of appointment mixed with the mushroom receipt documents! Wow, there are more territories!!

Part 3 - Continuous Edition

Well, that's a heavenly punishment. So I'm good, I've sinned, and I have no regrets about that. Whether they were bad merchants or corrupt aristocrats, theft was stealing and merchant kids. I know what that means, so I'm a sinner.

But... even if that's punishment, it's a desperate town. I laughed when I saw the town getting bigger and richer, and I could even get to know a lot of people.

I wanted to protect you... I tried so hard not even on the pattern, because I didn't want to be like the shitty nobleman who tormented us. Did I do it right? In the end, I couldn't protect anything, but was I able to make someone happy in just a few moments?

"Lord, the town will soon be swallowed by demons. From here, please run away as a samurai."

"No, because I'm a sinner, you can't run away. Besides, I'm the Lord of Punishment... and the people are still on the run, and the Lord can't retreat without help."

Well, it's true. I'm sure if I did, maybe I'd know what to say I'm just a little bit proud of. Besides, being such a weak lord and doing really bad things to the people in town, you made it so much and the fence was sweet... that's why it's my fault. I wonder if you've made me want to lord whether it's fake or just at the end of the day.

"Our Knights are proud to have served you, who in this town should we call our lord a sinner, and we all appreciate and respect your work. Please, you must not die here! This is an old bone battlefield, please..."

"No, I couldn't protect anything... so I want to defy you once or so at the end of the day, even if I can't protect you?

And you regret it? We were all working hard, that's why I was working hard too... and yet I couldn't protect, in the end I couldn't protect anything. That's why I'm weak and useless... at least let him hit me! It doesn't make any sense, but not if you don't hit me here, right?

Uh, but I got a sword to celebrate my inauguration, so I was going to do some sword arching... well, it just came with a good fit, or I got a weapon along with the title... I was going to wear it once or so. It feels great to be wearing something.

Soot smoke, that's the number... you couldn't have doubled the fence, could you? Should we have prioritized the moat even if it took time, if it was that many more soldiers...... it was too late to think about it already, the future was crushed already, I was a fake lord who was really useless until the end, and I still can't beat nobles just for wanting to protect me, so I'll punch every minute of the people in town to the full of my strength, or I'll hang up!

"I'm coming... I'll protect you until you hit me one shot, use us fully and crush us"

"I'm sorry, I'm good, so I just need some time for the people in town to get away. And...... run away if you can buy some time, so that the town can rebuild again someday. Please."

trembling feet, have the people in town escaped?

"Isn't the border amazing? You fought these scary things to protect everyone and make them happy... I couldn't."

Bite the rattling annoying teeth, looking back at the town that got big because of it.

"Nor do the others. I admired it, but it didn't help. It made me old bone...... I wanted to protect you, this fine town. I'm sorry we're not strong enough."

We all wanted to protect you, we all did our best! We all just wanted to be happy...... so the last job of a fake lord is to punch him one shot.

He's a big pig at the beginning, he's going to be crushed before he hits him... his shield is forming a line and he's trying to protect me something, but that's no good. I'm the lord of the town that that demon attacks, even if it's fake, I'm the representative here!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

I'm just screaming, I'm scared, I'm going to cry, and you might be surprised. Of course you are, I'm scared. I can't believe the monster. But I'm even angrier than that! Running out through a line of shields and into the demons, one shot full of spirits, I don't suppose it even works, but it's for everyone in town.

"Take it. Yeah, yeah, yeah!

(Which is ahhhhhhhhhh!

Hey, what!? The sword is glowing! I cut something and something came up!!

"Ri, Ri, lord!? That sword...... what have you done!!"

"Yes, no, this, the orphanage kids asked my brother I know to make it... he gave it to me, didn't he?

Desperately wielding a glowing sword in the fury of a flock of demons, isn't this armor moving on its own?

"Lord... you said that if a brunette boy tried you and you became an official in punishment, you would have become something of a nobleman, right?

"Yes, and that brunette didn't look great at all, but she looked better than anyone else."

Speaking of which, the "brother" the orphanage kids were talking about, he had dark hair, too, right?

"" "Well, that's a disaster!! It's a sword made by Blacksmith, the forge of the Labyrinth King's" Dungeon Master "killing! That!!" "

Seriously! That's a national treasure!? But I don't have time to think. I wave my sword selflessly and stop here even with one less second... I keep fighting in the sea of demons, I'm tired.

I wonder if the people in town have escaped by now, thanks to the orphanage kids I was able to do a little lord's imitation at the end of the day. I couldn't protect the town from the boulders, but that's all I need if everyone in town lives for me, that's all I'm gonna do, stick my chest up and laugh proudly and get eaten by demons!

The world was dyed in hue. The sky is burning, the earth trembles and the explosion sounds - suddenly the demon crowd plays and flies, the fireball covers the sky and pours down with the roar. Inside the blowing pillars of flame... the orphans "little ones"

"" "" I've been following you. Okay, if you're there, it's dangerous. Okay?

Chi, the little ones are in the demons, swallowed by a bunch of warcraft... punching them in!?

"Silly, you guys are in danger... because you guys are in danger YEAH YEAH!!"

Fast, so fast you can't chase it with your eyes! Besides, I'm used to fighting, completely overwhelming the demons! It's not about fighting or protecting you. Raids, enormous demons you can't count, are attacked by dozens of little kids and blown away?

"The demon is a snob!" "Running demons are just demons, huh? The demon that doesn't run away is a trained demon?" "A good demon is a demon stone!" "" Eat and break this one? "" "" "Yah!" "" "Uh... who's got a grandma?" "" "Right. Okay, come on, come on!

The demon army is slaughtered and exterminated by the little ones, the warcraft are crushed by the tyrannical assault of the little ones, and at some point they are besieged and crushed... those skinny little ones who were thin on the gully grew up quite successfully on the border... and they are nasty around the border eh!!