Before the end of the battle between the village of Bern and the Gouma clan army, the villagers who had evacuated from the village of Bern had a man named Fabro, who had crossed some thirty.

One of the new members who emigrated to the village of Bern while Doran attended Galois School of Magic, while being tasked with protecting girls, children and old people evacuating from the village of Bern and taking them to Galois. is there.

Now, the evacuation team in the village of Bern has settled down in a vacant lot on the outskirts of Galois, and they have prepared neatly assembled tents, organized their luggage, and rested their bodies.

Fabro, looking away from the village he had lived in, looked around the people of Bern, who had no dark color, and then turned his feet under the lookout at the entrance.

"Thank you for watching."

A call to Fabro was a sixty-something man sitting on an affordable stone.

It's not a matter of life, but in the right hand, a battle ax that seems to have been fully used in the event that an injustice came to the villagers who came away from the village they had lived in, and would like to snatch them. She has a wooden stick below her right knee.

It is short but has the appearance of a muscular mass, and its eyes are buried deep in white beards and shaggy hair.

Before coming to Bern village, he was an adventurer named Guinan, who retired from the adventurer family business and settled down in Bern village after losing one leg, but in this raid on the goblin, He had been selected as one of the escorts and leaders of villagers who evacuated in anticipation of mentorship, courage and knowledge.

"I don't look around. But what is it? It was surprising that everyone didn't seem so depressed."

In Fabro's words, Guinan? With a full eyebrow, he recalls that Fabro was a new member of the village of Bern recently, and laughs deeply in the back of his throat.

"Yes, you're still there and it's only a short day.

By the way, when the former Marquis of Almadia was alive, there was always a place of that rank.

The young guys now don't know about that, but even if they frown on the same or higher than you, they give up on the village and the life they have been Not even that.

Even if you have to leave the village, it's just a matter of getting back.

After a few days in the village, Galois' army would be in time, the Doran's shaven would do a lot of fun and help the forest guys help.

Now I see that the Goblins are being ousted by the villagers and building a dead mountain. ''

"I thought it was a great place to settle down there, but I guess it's hard to do anything.

There are 5,000 numbers, it's a war. Now that the war has begun, what can we do for those who only know to plow soil like me? ''

"Huff, it's natural to think they have to be the people of Bern village.

Your thoughts are wrong.

The people in the village, including myself, are out of common sense or normal by about ten steps.

It's a cozy village for me. I don't listen to the old days deeply and motivated people are welcome.

Anyway, it was time to accept Lamia to the vampire. Did you say it was uncomfortable? "

Fabro nodded a little at Guinan's question.

Fabro was originally a farmer's fourth son born further south of Galois.

Until the age of seventeen, he was born and grew up mediocre in his hometown, but if anything different, would he have fallen in love with the village mayor's daughter and pledged his future?

However, the village mayor did not welcome Fabro's love with her daughter and was trying to present her as a knight's concubine to serve her lord.

Knowing this, Fabro and her daughter ran down, leaving the village where they were born and raised in a hurry, and given their only daughter while walking around here and there.

However, it was difficult for the two to escape from their homes, with little children and without any backing, and it was Bern village that they finally wandered around as they were chased.

Demon beasts and beasts often appear outside the village, and when you look up at the sky, you see not only beasts and demons, but also griffons and hippogryphs, and the ultimate is not only a flying dragon, but also a giant dragon-roughly a vage. You may see up to.

A child as big as her daughter is learning how to handle weapons from soldiers and adults, and everybody thought he was so strong that he came to a ridiculous place.

But they had no choice but to live here, and above all, the villagers became kind and friendly to Fabro, who worked hard for his wife and daughter.

About a month after immigration, living here seemed to be a good thing.

There came the bad news of this goblin attack.

At the tip of his thoughts that he had finally found a place to settle, Fabro flickered with his family and fled with his family, trembling with the option of staying in the village and fighting.

The common sense is that it is no harm that the village is immediately destroyed if the village is abandoned, but it is full of spirit that the people of the village of Bern will return rather than accept it. .

Fabro was worried for that, but he was expected to lead Galois this time because he was looking forward to the chief of the soldiers, Balan and the village chief, as well as the Goraons.

For the time being, she absolutely needed a man to escort the incompetents of the village of Bern and take him to a safe Galois, which must be trusted.

In that regard, Guinan is a reasonable selection given his career and his life in the village of Bern, but Fabro is a questionable selection.

Nevertheless, it is clear to Fabro that he is in Galois only because the people of Berne have taken the heart of Fabro.

There are also some new members who have similar problems besides Fabro.

This election included that they, including Fabro, had no courage to deceive or harm the evacuees of the village of Bern, and that they could not be as bad as they were, or that they had not been driven yet. It will be considered.

And even if the village heads seemed wrong, there is no doubt that survivors of Berne or Guinan who is on the road, or Muggles and Baran's messengers, will certainly impose sanctions on those who are not.

Fabro was not convinced so far, but by giving her the role of protecting those who evacuated, she secures the security of Fabro's family, reduces her guilt and reduces the invasion of the Guma army. He knew that he would take care to return to the village of Bern if he retired.

I guess, considering the people of the village of Bern, it seems that we can really reject 5,000 Guma clan troops, and if so, we will live with the people of Bern this time. Fabro swears to himself, not anyone else.

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While the evacuees in the village of Bern had reached Galois for some time, some new members remained in the village of Bern who had been attacked by the Guma clan.

One of them was Vena, standing on a seamless steel wall not found anywhere else in the Arkrest Kingdom, holding a short bow that had finally begun to fit into her hand.

This woman is nineteen years old this year, with a large, sensual body and a distinctive blushing skin, freckles scattered on her cheeks, and untidy redheads.

Originally, he worked as a servant of a farmer and worked as a servant, but one day he was seriously injured when he was pushed down by the farmer's son and resisted, and fled as it was to Bern village Has a track record.

Even in the land where I was originally born and raised, I sometimes saw small beasts and monsters in the distance, and when I came to Bern village, I was trained to handle bows and arrows if I was talented, so there were many opportunities to confront the beasts and monsters I thought that my liver was getting bigger.

But when you first see the tremendous number of goblins of 4,000, their roars reach the wind on Vena on the iron wall, planting fear in Vena's heart .

Vena felt the rattling of his teeth and his teeth squeaking unduly harsh.

In front of us, the goblins, still boasting about 4,000, whilst diminishing, wriggle, screaming violently to break through the gates and into the village of Bern, screaming and rushing with roaring sounds. I have.

(Hey, can you really win? There are so many !?)

Not only his teeth but also his heartbeat has not been busy for a while, and Vena desperately continues to shoot new arrows while shooting at the goblins below.

He can't afford to see if his arrow has shot through the goblin, and shoots his arrow desperately to distract him. shoot. shoot.

You are alive while shooting arrows.

A veneer's steel arrow hits the eyebrow of a goblin, holding a long spear with a red rust, and the goblin falls down with white eyes.

While you shoot an arrow, you can scare a little but fear.

A goblin with a deeply pierced arrow on its right thigh falls down and falls down, and while screaming in pain, it is trampled from behind by a friendly goblin hung violently from behind, and as you look at it, it becomes like a rag rag and you die .

If Vena could afford to look around himself, he would be able to feel a bit calm when he noticed that an old-fashioned Bern villager, shooting arrows side by side, was firing at the goblin with a calm glance. Maybe.

Fear is not evil.

You can only tremble if you drink it in fear. Then we are just approaching death.

People born and raised in Bern knew well that keeping calm as if they were not afraid was a way to increase their chances of surviving.

Vena struggled to find a new arrow from her quiver and noticed that she had already released it.

No arrows! Only this occupies the mind, and a new quiver is presented to Vena who is panicking quickly for the next arrow.

Beside Vena, Mill is a cow-girl who was throwing rocks piled up at the foot of a mountain.

It is usually a dry mill, but now, in an emergency, the breast, which is about the size of a child's head, is pushed into a skin-plated breastplate reinforced with a steel plate, and a long steel club is leaning against the iron wall.

"Yes, Vena, don't panic. It's okay. There are many new arrows."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Thank you."

Vena, a little bit cold, notices that a replenisher is running around, not only herself, but also the villagers, which are full of arrows, handing around new arrows and bows with broken strings. .

Realizing that his breath was surprisingly dry and that his throat was so dry that it stuck, Vena sat down and put his mouth on the skin water bottle tied to his waist.

The goblin's side is also firing a counterattack arrow, but all the wind defense walls that the wizards on his side have repelled have been hitting the arrow, and so far they have been shot by the arrow at the village of Bern. No one is out.

In addition, Doran's take and additional barrier barrier golems are standing by the villagers, in case they break through the wind defenses.

Barrier golems with a round and charming appearance, but the barrier deployed from the square box on their back has absolute defense that surpasses high magic.

If the deployment is in time, the people guarded by the barrier will not be injured.

Mill sits down on the floor against the iron wall in the same way as Vena, and also speaks to the water bottle with a mouth, watching for Vena to settle down.

"Vena, are you okay? Don't panic so much.

The battle has only just begun, and if you are in a hurry you will get tired ~ "

"The mill is quite calm. Not just the mill. Everyone is fighting very calmly. I can't believe it."

"Um, not everyone is not scary, but because I know that there are things that I have to do to be scary.

So I just concentrate there. I'm the same as Vena and I'm scared. ''

"Yes? I guess. Yes, but it's not scary."

Vena inhales slowly and then exhales slowly, confirming that breathing has subsided.

Attach the mouth to the water bottle again, moisten the inside of the mouth, and try again.

"Thanks, Mill-chan. I'm a little calm."

Slightly embarrassing, Vena did not wait for Mill's reply, and, if it were just that, held up the bow again in a steady motion, and began firing arrows at the goblins' army that would still fill the eyes below.

Miller decides that she no longer needs to call her out of Vena's appearance, and then begins to breathe out and resume the task of picking up and dropping a rock.

When the arrows were exchanged with about four hundred archers remaining on the goblin side, a dazzling white magical light was emitted from the top of the gate, repelling the sunlight of the middle sky.

Not only Vena, but also the surrounding villagers, who can be considered fierce fighters, stop shooting their arrows and look at the source of light, and you can see the Doran standing right above the gate .

Vena also heard that Doran, three years younger than herself, was the hero of Bern village, learning that she was studying magic in Galois, and also heard that she seems to be a brilliant wizard.

And, as if to prove the rumors, even in Vena, who lived far from magic, the height of magical power that felt abnormal was swirling around Doran, making the skin of Vena's flutter.

Soon after, not only Doran, but also Lamia's girl, Serina, who stood beside her, visibly dense magic began to be emitted like a flame.

Vena swallows raw saliva with a loud noise, and forgets to shoot an arrow and looks at Doran.

Honestly, Vena was frightened in one corner of her heart that she would die in this battle, but from the bottom of her heart, she was wondering how beautiful she was when she saw the radiance of the magical power emitted by Doran and Serina. Things like admiration and fear of death melt away.

And, as Doran began to emit high-density magical power that could be seen even by those with low magical aptitude, woods such as Muggle, Dina, Risha, Airi, and Fio were scattered on the iron wall respectively The elves also increase their magic power one after another.

The goblins were starving as if they were fearless from the hunger and the inherent murderous urge, but the immense magical power that began to swirl overhead, the surviving instinct rang a warning bell and sewn to the ground He stopped his feet and looked up above his eyes with his desperate eyes.

Recognizing the goblins, Vena was relieved from the bottom of her heart.

Those who can drop the feared goblins to the bottom of their fears are allies. So what are you afraid of?