The Branded Female Fencer

Nakahara's War Fire, Part 7 - Doom

When the two arrived near the capital, the fighting had already begun. Apparently, Groussard's reinforcements didn't make it. You can't even stop by, the line trying to see how it goes with the binoculars. But I wasn't sure how it was just too far away.

"Damn! I should have bought a better pair of binoculars without a scratch. It's not easy to see the details. It's become dangerous to get any closer."

"Don't worry, I'm watching"

"Dancer, you, you see that?

"Well. I have good eyes."

Aside from the scratch that there would be no eyesight or snag on the sword, the line wanted to know the details of the situation, so I decided to ask Dance Slave in great detail.

"What's the situation?

"Soon... don't let the walls break down"

"What!? You're too early."

"I guess. Six hours on horse from Lamba Wool to here as Lamba Wool fell half a day ago. It wouldn't be theoretically impossible to drop Lamba Wool and then line up while running and hit here.

Besides, the castle of the beast man is not so sturdy. Compared to the old Lamba wool, the castle is crude. "

"Yes, I am."

"That's how a corner got broken while I was saying it. That's... that's not working anymore."

What Dance Slave saw was a scene where a soldier climbing off a painting of a castle wall kicked a soldier off a castle wall in an instant. Even amateurs would have figured out the difference in their strength. In the end, the sight was unfolding as Garth said. And the dance slave takes his gaze off and sighs.

"What do you mean?

"Hi. I mean, it's just like Garth said. The people who are leading the castle attack are actually monsters. As soon as we got up to the walls, we pulled together five men and tore off the beast man's neck."

"I know that. Count how many of those there are."

"Okay."

Dance Slave stared for a while, but it seemed like he'd been counted somehow.

"Approximately 100-150 people? Not more than I thought. After that he seemed like an ordinary soldier."

"Do you have a little bald spot?

"That's a terrible word. But there was one of those guys who cut in with the lead group."

"You're cutting ahead?

The line rounds your eyes.

"That's the thing. The sword technique was unscrupulous, but strong anyway. Physical abilities are immense. But you looked like you were watching a runaway horse."

"More and more likely, he's probably Prince Muster... but do you know how he's been since he went inside?

"No, there's just so much shielding from here that I can't. If the battle reaches the central castle, you may understand."

"There's nothing more we can do if the war gets that far. I'm sure it's only a matter of time."

They stayed in the same spot and watched as Zamwed perished. Firehands rose from all over the capital Geddahard, and the smoke covered the sky as rain clouds, and the cries and groans of the inhabitants and soldiers clinging like creepy roars, as if they could be heard to two places far away.

And roughly a few moments after the line arrived, Geddahard fell -.

"Rhine, why don't we go back? It's not easy for them to find us."

"Oh, but after this, we'll see what they do."

"... ok"

The two remained still on the spot, but apparently the Krums army is still not coming out after the fall of the capital. I stayed up late while I was surprised what was going on, and the two revealed the night on the spot. But at the same time as the night dawned, the Krums army appeared. Apparently, we'll put the soldiers together and triumph over Krums. But...

"... that's a small number"

"Oh. Isn't there 10,000?

"What do you mean?

"Don't ask me."

Especially Dance Slave objections. The line also tried to consider various possibilities, thanks. At yesterday's stage, the Krums army still seemed to be loose 20,000. Garth, there's hardly supposed to be any war deaths in Krums in the Beast opponent, but the numbers still seemed to be decreasing. But this reduction may be unusual.

Rhine and Dance Slave saw the Krums forces withdraw completely while hiding on the spot, then sneaked into Geddahard. But what I saw there stunned them once again. Over here since I've been in Zamwed, I've been stuck with quite a few shock facts, so I thought I wouldn't be surprised by most of it anymore, but apparently reality is beyond my imagination.

"Whoa, whoa, you want to do this far...?

"The servant's breasts are getting worse too... maybe it's easier to throw up at times like this. Damn, I resent myself for being a sword"

The two saw massacred Geddahard citizens too, but likewise, no, the Krums soldiers had been killed worse. Some have been hanged, some have been beheaded, and some have been connected to carriages and torn apart.

"After we occupied Geddahald, did we even talk to each other? Absolutely!"

"I'm not surprised what happens anymore. Besides, we're gonna fight each other... massacres, this is..."

"So on the orders of the Admiral, a soldier slaughtered his compatriots?

"Really? What is it? The question is, what made you do it?"

The line makes a hypothesis. Assuming all the 150 or so unusually strong soldiers Dance Slave has seen fully obey the Third Prince's orders... it's impossible to unilaterally kill 20,000 others, no matter how much. If that happens, you will resist as much as your fate, and you will be able to escape even if you can't win more and more. The problem is the fact that half of the 20,000 were killed in silence.

When the line glimpses into the building, there are strange scratches in strange places. There are claw marks on the upstairs walls, or after they collapse like something hit the roof. I've seen some before, but the line didn't care so much. But there are obviously many marks this time.

"Did even some giant creature storm...? Dancer, have you seen any giant creatures?

"No, because you could barely see it from the way in with terrible smoke and dust. Honestly, a while after the walls were torn down, I couldn't see much of anything. Didn't I tell you yesterday?"

"Shit, that didn't help."

"I brought you binoculars. Don't tell me."

"Hmm?

"If you have time to poke at me, why don't you look for survival?

"I know!

He's also pretty frustrated with the line. I guess he's the same one with a bad chest for this sight. But survivors may not expect it. There are basements for food storage, not just for reprehensible purposes, in some houses, but politely everywhere was well opened and set on fire, or dragged to death.

Still, 300,000 inhabitants of this Geddahard should have been there. It's hard to believe that just 20,000 troops can kill them all overnight.

"No one survives!? Answer me if anyone is here!

"Stop shouting. Krums, what would you do if there were any soldiers left?"

"You know what! I'll buzz you up, including for Gurus!

"Oh, boy."

The line is troublesome because it can be preceded by strangely strong sense of justice, the dance slave sighs. On the other hand, which is usually very calm, Dance Slave always thought it was the fault of the line that once the blood went up on his head, there was nowhere to skip ahead. However, since it is a line that deals calmly with the general situation, its shortcomings will not always be a problem first.

Dance slaves are calmer at times like this, so how dare you two be good partners? While the line was rough and he shouted up as he appropriately kicked the thing at his feet, Dance Slave felt something uncomfortable, so he looked for a place outside the walls that seemed to look, and ran up. So when she confirmed the sight outside, she rushed back to the line.

"Rhine, we're leaving here in a hurry!

"What? What happened? What happened?

"It's the advance unit of the Gruzaldo army! We'll be here in less than a minute, hurry!

"That would be troublesome to find. Goddamn it, you can't hold onto anything that matters!

But if Groussard's army catches you, you'll be fine. Being invaded and pretty mad at your allies, it's no surprise that even if you're innocent, you're being made a point and killed on the spot. Otherwise, beasts have a lot of temperament.

Two people leaving the scene in a hurry. But as these two stared, the inhabitants of Geddahard were not wiped out. Very few survived this tragedy. But they saw nothing because they hid early, as did those who temporarily left the city. Even if survival could be found in that regard, there might not have been any information available to the line.

And some were watching everything. It is possible to fly through the sky, beasts. It is the face that Gruzard was releasing as a scourge. It was because they communicated the urgency that Gruzaldo dispatched an advance team at full speed, albeit unprepared.

But the fact that the Third Prince Muster dropped each city with a perfect siege that wouldn't even allow him to issue a preaching order, and that he marched at a rate that didn't even skip his own army, forced even Groussard, who shouldn't have been alarmed, to turn around behind him. Nevertheless, given that his own army eventually lost 2/3, Muster's command was by no means complimented.

But whatever the process, Zamwed perished. That was actually the 18th day since Prince Muster joined the war. After the Krums army passed, they were burned down as if they really wouldn't leave a bottle of grass, and they were miserable as if they could hear people groaning carelessly.

Continued