Early in the morning, it's still dark.
The Magus soldiers who crossed the mountains and entered the racial kingdom illegally were already awake and preparing to attack the village.
Dig holes in the ground, bury them, and hide camping tools.
Sleeping beds, food, drinking water, etc., will be the main ones that raided and looted the village for some time to come.
"- Okay, you're ready. All right, let's go!
Respond!
With a thick mist like milk rising, a group of Magus soldiers - thieves - follow the map and start moving towards the village of race.
Even as they were moving in the mountains, all the Magus soldiers laughing and talking were careful not to slap their mouths in vain, and not to make noise when the sword, knife, spear and bow that they were holding were walking against each other.
The thick mist confirms our appearance from afar, and we try to keep ourselves from being noticed as much as possible by not making a sound.
Not a common thief's skill.
Normally, even if your head threatens and yells beforehand, you can calmly talk and squeal your weapon.
Nevertheless, they were even careful of the sound when walking.
The leading scorn stops moving.
With the front stopped, the soldiers quietly stopped their feet as they were caught.
The scouts checked the map a couple of times before calling the captain.
(Captain, according to the map, the fog is hard to understand, but the village is near the eyes and nose.)
(Call me Kashira here. Kashira and Kashira)
(Hahaha, looks exactly like a thief, Kashira)
The scouts and the captain interact in a small voice.
The captain learns that the village is nearby and sends a message to the men behind him.
(According to the map, the village is nearby. We're going forward more carefully than ever.)
When the transmission is over to the soldiers, they move forward with more attention to the sound as they speak.
--I wonder if that advance lasted about ten minutes.
The dark sky shines by sunrise, and the dark fog gradually fades away.
From a distance not too far away, the sound of dropping something, the sound of water, continues.
When the soldiers glanced, it looked like the children of the race farmers were pumping well water with the help of the house.
Apparently, three girls aged 10-12 years silently drank water and put it in a bottle.
The captain gives instructions with a hand sign to the bow holder.
Naturally, the target is the girl who draws water from the well × 3.
The fog faded considerably, the village was separated by a simple wooden fence, and there was no place to hide in the plain around it, but the girls were still unaware because they were serious about their work.
The sound of the archer ringing a string is faint. The other soldiers, smiling with a cruel smile of joy, put their hands on each bargain and waited for the signal.
When the captain sends a signal, they shoot at the racial girls without hesitation.
Cut the air and focus the arrows on the head, shoulders and feet of the girl closest in position. An arrow is stuck in the leg of a nearby girl.
The girl, who was safe thanks to the other two shields, made a surprise expression and turned a hard line of sight towards the two with the arrows stung her.
With this arrow as a signal, the soldiers of the Magus kingdom - the bandits of the apparent demonic race - raid with joy to the slaughter from the bottom of their hearts.
"Kill the kids to show off first!
"Kill the villagers from whoever you see!
"A woman can cut off her arms and legs, but don't kill her! After you've had plenty of fun, you'll be hungry, tormented and killed!
"Kill! Kill! Kill him!
The thieves rushed over the simple wooden fence surrounding the village with a vibrant expression, and approached the girl who was pumping water in the well first.
"Hahaha! It's too late for me to realize and run!
A girl with an arrow in her head is further skewered with a sword, and a girl who is slow to escape with an arrow in her leg is stabbed without hesitation with a spear from behind.
The last girl, who was intact, was easily caught up with and pushed down by one of the fast bandits.
"Hey, aren't you gonna kill me?
"I'm a human child with a pretty cute face, so I thought I'd have some fun before I killed him."
"You want a human (inferior species) female child? You're a pervert!
"Ha ha ha! It's not so bad to be surprised, and it's really fun to cry cheerfully. Don't you know, it's a corner opportunity, so try Omae too. Once you do it, you get addicted."
"Squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky."
"... what?
From the mouth of the girl who was supposed to be pushed down, a voice sounded as if someone else was talking.
It's like hearing an adult woman's voice from a girl's mouth.
That is not the only way to end the anomaly.
The knocked down girl's head snaps.
There is no brain miso that is supposed to be in the crack, and the fangs and red tongue like a carnivorous beast that grows so tightly move around.
Naturally, the head of a race never breaks.
With so many anomalies, the thieves who were pushing down and the people who were talking also stopped moving and became stiff.
Even so, it's too late to react quickly and get out of there with all your might...
The head of a cracked girl stretches out and sticks to the right hand of the thief holding it down.
"─ ─ Gyaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Late, the thief's right arm ran into intense pain, raising a loud scream that echoed through the village.
"Uyaaa! Get off me! Let go, yaaaaaaaaa!
A girl with a cracked head makes a hard, soft, and sobbing sound as she snatches the thief from her right arm, biting, chopping and sipping skin, meat, blood, and bones.
The thief screamed and pulled the girl with a cracked head with her left arm, but with very strong force, she couldn't let go.
"Ko, Ko, this monster!
The chatting thief waves his sword down the girl's neck during the crisis of his companions, but a hard sound sounds like "guns" and metal hits him.
The thief who waved down his sword shook it down many times in surprise.
In the meantime, a girl with a broken head eats the thief and eats her right arm all the way to her right shoulder.
"Ugiaa! I'm sorry! I'm sorry, what?! Hold on, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
A girl with a cracked head eats from her right shoulder towards the dove tail, and eats a bandit without a drop of blood.
When you get there, you wave down your sword and the thief stops and pulls back with a blue face.
He's not the only one.
As the thieves rushed joyfully to the village building, they noticed the screams and stopped and looked back.
A girl with a broken head eats one of her friends alive, stiffening up in front of a nightmarish sight.
It was like I was having a bad dream.
But nightmares didn't end there alone.
"Gyaaaaaaa!
"Ouch! Ouch! Help, taunt, yaaa!
A girl who was shot in the head and body with an arrow and stabbed with a sword.
An arrow stuck in her leg and a girl stabbed with a spear from behind resurrected, biting the bandits nearby in a similar fashion and eating them alive.
A strong smell of blood floats around, even though there is not a drop of blood on the ground.
One of the thieves noticed the anomaly and retreated with a blue face.
"Hmm, what is this... wasn't this a human village? Since when have we been lost in the village of monsters...."
As his words propagated, the thieves who had been trying to strike the village vividly earlier had blue faces, abandoning their fellow sacrificial friends and making a jizzy distance to escape.
But they were already slow.
The village doors open.
Those with mouths in their necklaceless bodies, those with tight teeth in their hands, and those with big mouths in their bodies - monsters that may be called alien monsters appear strained.
The thieves pass through the blue to the appearance of such monsters and turn into a pure white face without any bloodshed.