The Branded Female Fencer

"You mean there's no lookout?

No, he's not here.

"All the people who are sleeping around it, with their bodies. Come on."

"That's odd, you know you're pushing against Tarram"

Though Lydill left it to his anger to push over, he was on the contrary cautious by being too irresistible. No matter how nightly, there's no way this many troops can come near the city. But from Tarram there was no interception unit, no resistance, and the Riddills were approaching the four gates. Given that there are no more vagabonds in the vicinity of the Fourth Gate, there is no doubt that the raid is off.

Riddill reported scouting the orcs, but was not prepared for the raid. I don't even know to what extent the orcs' scourge would be, but when Riddill was surprised, a man was revealed from inside the tarram.

When I looked at the man's face, Lydil's face became a ghost figure, and the orcs were unwittingly paving the way.

"Ze, ze, zems. Ugh!

Riddill began to run along with a growl that just woke up a quiet tarram. Seeing how it goes, Zems flips himself and uses Tarram's alley to escape. And as Riddill began to storm, the orcs began to sneak in through the four gates just like me.

But the alleys of the four gates were very narrow, and the oaks were divided. And in a row, a path became a destination, a path bumped into each other, and the orcs quickly presented a look of confusion.

"And stop, stop! He's gone!

"Idiot! You're not stopping all of a sudden!

"Don't push, don't push, the road ahead -"

The wall before the collision is pushed open. And beyond what became a ramp, a great accumulation of acid is prepared. It was a place to throw dead humans around the four gates. Those who have trouble eating that day will be thrown in here when they die. Who made it is something that the inhabitants do not know.

"Ghaaaa!

"Melt, melt!

"Don't push. Don't push. Ahhh!

No matter how much you scream in the dark, the situation will not be understood in the rear. The orcs were pushed from behind by allies pushing from behind, sinking one after the other into a build-up of acid. Also in some places, the oaks are oiled and burned from their heads, and in some places, they get together in the dark. This is one of the horrors of the four gates. A maze of neighborhoods can make or close as many roads as they want. Built to pass anywhere during the day, but Bandras, who grew up here, knew where to close it would be more efficient.

Few paths are available to escape. The orcs were hunted here by Bandras and the residents of the four gates hired to do whatever they wanted.

And Lydill was almost in one situation, following the figure of Zems in front of him. The appearance was distant as it approached, and the distance did not diminish as if he were chasing even with the pneumonia. If Lydill had been sober, he might have noticed something was wrong. But unfortunately, there was no such reason left for Lydill. And at last, when Zems was no longer visible, Riddill went out onto the main street.

"Hmm? Where have you been?!?

"Oh, parentage. It's too fast..."

Less than 100 orcs followed me from behind. Rather, it's a big deal just to follow, but the orcs were all out of breath and snagging into the spot. Is that why? No one was uncomfortable with the fact that this is supposed to be a sleepless city here in Tarram, but not even one son on the main street.

So most people can't even react to an arrow that cuts the darkness and flies. By the time Riddill slammed down a few arrows aggressively, the orcs had more than 10 dead.

"You're right. It's too precise and creepy, but we'll have to do it. Temee and the others! Ready! Don't let the pigs go first from here!

Under Cassandra's decree, vigilantes began throwing weapons simultaneously. Orcs without shields died in a pouring attack from overhead. They tried to escape into the building, but the doors were shut tight and impossible to even break. To combat theft, the doors of each store are tightly reinforced. The orcs didn't even know about it.

Lydill was following Zems' whereabouts with his gaze as he attacked from overhead alone. It is the bandrass that stares from behind at its appearance. No, it was a bandrass disguised as Zems.

Continued