"Fraud is rampant, I guess that's all people want to dream about."
Lords on military horses, in military uniforms. Dozens of ridden escorts and five martial arts guides. Surrounded by them, he naturally never fights.
For once he has been ordinarily arched, but it will still be the last time he will fight aggressively.
Nevertheless, his appearance on a military horse would be precisely that of a nobleman under the Sopede umbrella.
"It may be so"
"You've made your dreams come true. That's really amazing."
White clouds float slightly above the sky, a clear sky close to sunshine.
The line down the idyllic country road underneath was a very relaxing one.
At least, it's not an iron fire. Even if I say villain, it's about as good as dealing with a chimp degree, I guess because I don't deal with a full-fledged force as much as a thief.
"He's really become the strongest man apprentice in the world, and he's really strong, even if it's not that far, and he's a tattooed martial arts guide on top of it by getting a weapon that rare magic can use. Well, I envy you."
Everyone dreams. I want to dream about it.
On the other hand, he gets busy killing to live. You have to live first to dream.
I even work hard to protect my current way of life, and find out from there it's impossible to go ahead.
Even if I dream, I know other failed men and I stop if I don't want to be either.
"Neither do I. I'm very jealous of you. Of course, after finding out it doesn't extend to Lord Sansui or Lord Suibok."
That there were many hopeful people who wanted to receive guidance from the source of this disturbance, the five martial arts guides.
It was high demand that generated supply. It was only because the real thing was known to exist that fakes were coming out.
"It's amazing enough, really"
The five of us on this occasion 'emerged' in a true sense.
Because the real thing shows up, so does the fake.
"Though I, too, lord, do what needs to be done. I'm free to dream, but there must be no such thing as a dutifully hard-working human seeing an idiot with it. This time, I want you to put it away without killing as much as you can. Can't do that?
Detention without killing, even against an armed group.
The nobles know it's difficult, and the soldiers around them know it.
Nevertheless, if this is the side to set it up, it was neither difficult nor anything for the five of us.
Because it can be done, it is real.
"Sure, let's put them all on the rope."
The battle is already on.
Even if there were a close guard-like strongman in the opponent, it's over at a time when this is the situation.
That's why, playful.
Of course I will punish the villains for what they deserve, but I will also try to get people in this town to look me in the eye for pain.
"It's a small town, your hometown."
"Right...... look down again, you really do"
Five people do not possess the unique ability to perceive signs.
So there's no way I can see who's a civilian and who's a villain if I'm looking down the town from above.
Blah, how easy it is to kill them all.
"Well, then, follow the stone"
"Right."
A newly built auditorium in the town centre. The five looking down at it adjust the treasure and start descending loosely.
This time it's not a fight, it's a bondage. Ridiculous, stuck to the right person.
That was all we talked about.
"Let's go."
"Oh."
land on the roof, almost without sound.
Five people sticking to the roof of a large building cut their own entrance intact.
The roof of a building made in haste by a carpenter in a country town, a treasure sword fortified with a Qigong sword, can be torn without sound.
Square, round, triangle.
The thin roof, which was finally snooping through the wind and rain, is cut off lightly and falls straight onto the indoor floor and scattered.
The five men who land with their knees bent see their enemies inside the booze smelling auditorium.
I see about twenty rough people, pompous looking at the five people who suddenly appeared.
Everyone has weapons on their floors, and with liquor bottles rolling on the floor, dishes and more are arranged.
It was a picturesque banquet hall, and hence the difficulty.
In other words, as assumed.
"Hey, what?!
"Shit, now the lord's soldiers are here?!
"That outfit really has a martial arts guide role?!
The Five who ambushed him dare not move but to intimidate the opponent, holding his sword loosely.
I stand ready to be cut at any time, but I allowed the other person to take the weapon.
"Do it! Five opponents!
"Yes, kill him!
A degree of alcohol would also have the effect of distracting fear.
But obviously they would have drunk, and they were also struggling to get their weapons in their hands.
Still take swords, spears, etc. while you hang out with the men around you.
The auditorium is just large, with few columns, etc. Normally, it would be inappropriate to use long objects depending on the ceiling, but it is not such a bad choice in this setting.
Unless, of course, you're drunk.
"Whoa!
"Guh!"
If we were having a banquet, all of a sudden an armed group would come in from the ceiling, and besides, we're drunk.
In such circumstances, there is no way that attention can be directed to the surroundings or feet.
Not all of them were on the boulder, but about half stepped on the dishes and liquor bottles of the dish with all their might, and even more with their companions, and eventually fell with their weapons.
Sometimes he's drunk, and if he bleeds, he'll bleed out just like that.
It's a dumb story, but assuming the five of us had entered the center of the ballroom, that's what could have happened to us.
Since that possibility was ruled out and the scaffolding confirmed that the enemy had leaped out to a good place, the five had activated the improvised zone.
Disappear from narrowing sight at a rate not visible to men who were continuously sun-drunk.
Keep it up, I want to hit the side head with a stone sword peak. He was bleeding while adding and subtracting to keep him from dying, well, he thought he could die.
"Ha, come on!
"Is this the rare magic?!
"No, you can't! Run!"
In front of me, about ten people are lightly knocked down and rolled to the floor.
The drunken momentum blows up and he tries to escape with his crawling body crawling intact, including the men who had already fallen.
Originally, I'm not the owner of the temper to do anything. If so, it was natural to escape if the flag color went bad.
"... used to be us too"
"I don't know, sad"
The entrance was large, but there was only one. There may have been a back door or so, but there's no calm going for it.
The martial arts guides pick up the falling liquor bottle and throw it at the drunks who are killing them to the entrance.
Naturally, the liquor bottle is sturdy and heavy. Put that on your head or body, and naturally drunk people roll.
If one rolls, the drunks roll in chains. If the five of them rolled, they were all rolling.
"I knew you weren't wearing proper protective equipment."
"You bet, can you eat and drink while you're armed"
Protective equipment is stiff and heavy on top of it. It's hard and heavy, but it can protect itself, but it inhibits the movement of the body.
In short, I'm tired just wearing it, and I can't stay awake or anything.
I hear they were relaxing here, and they weren't on any alert.
So if I poked a little, that would have broken my heart. You can still fight if you want to, but there's no way you have such a temper.
Of course, it would have been difficult to get up if you were drunk, even if you were fully armed with metal armor.
"Yes, yes, hey, hey."
"Chi, the blood, can't stop..."
"And I'm gonna die..."
What a pity he looks, but he deserves it.
Even if the prowess of the Kingsguard class was mixed up, if you were so drunk, you wouldn't be able to fight a full battle or anything, and if you look at your painful eyes, you'd cry.
"... something like this"
"So don't say..."
"You're scared of booze..."
Twenty or so men, who were just flirting in this tiny town.
I know it's the end of the line, but it turned out really pathetic.
Anyway, if you step on a liquor bottle, a dish of dishes and roll around, or say that you feel sorry for the people who are falling for you. A large adult is bleeding with a bright red face, crying and groaning as it is. I can't even look at it.
What would be pitiful would be that the five of them used to do something similar.
I don't think I knocked him out vividly and without danger, but I just knocked the drunk out, so I wasn't proud of him.
"... oh, oh!
A townsman, realizing that a commotion had broken out, came into a dreaded bloody auditorium.
And when I saw the martial arts guide role from this town, I was showing joy.
I've been fighting for a long time, not that. That's what the disturbance came with Keri in an instant. That's why I couldn't forbid admiration.
They were in real trouble so glad it worked out.
"Shh, wow! Really, you guys did this?!
"You came to help me?!
"Really, you're so strong..."
"Yay, now this town and the auditorium have their original vibrancy...!
Normally, this would be a congratulation.
But unfortunately, it's not.
The five swordsmen were once again turning a rugged eye to the townspeople.
"Oh, yeah! The guy who wasn't in this auditorium just fled out of town! I have the town's money, go after me!
"Oh, that's okay. There's a cavalry of lords and escorts out of town."
I don't think an outlaw who has turned to flee can be surrounded by cavalry without a shield and remain willing to resist with it. If so, there will also be room for captivity.
Hiding and hissing in this town might still have earned you time to get caught, but which way you'll get caught from the townspeople.
It must be a terrible thing to see, being grabbed by the townspeople of resentment bone marrow.
"Hey, what?! My lord?
"Then it will be decided to come. We're lords. You thought you could move on your own?
"Well, that's right! But, look, you didn't delude me like this?
"Why am I deluding you?"
"Oh, you. Come on! Give me some air conditioning!
Seriously, the townsfolk who came into the auditorium complain because they are from the same town.
I say dissatisfaction with ease because I think it's inside me for once.
Even though you know the person in front of you is strong, you don't think it's going to cut you.
Actually, you're right, it can't be cut. The degree of distinction is made.
Of course, it's not that I don't want to cut it.
"Why do you think I'm doing that?
"Um! You know what I mean! It was your fault!
"Yes, they do! If you'd come sooner, it wouldn't have suited me like this!
"Show your face more often! I mean, keep an audition here!
"How hard do you think everyone went through?!
If the other four hadn't stopped me, I could have cut and killed some people.
He had managed to hear the claim that being born in this town would really embarrass him.
"How much do you think those guys ate and how badly they did to women and children?!
"It's your fault, give me a proper guarantee!
"Yes, the guests have escaped! If this rumor spreads, you won't come back!
"Take responsibility, take responsibility!
He was killed by a rough guy, so I guess I could slash him.
A demon whispers in the back of five brains.
Nothing makes me more angry than wielding injustice and being irrationally cursed by a group.
How difficult it is to manage to endure.
"Why didn't you come sooner!
"That's right, I wrote you a proper letter!
"My lord, aren't you in good shape?!
"My daughter's been hurt, what are you going to do!
A famous swordsman came out of his body. So I sold it and tried to uplift the town. I can see that.
We built an auditorium and recruited students. I can see that, too.
But that noble swordsman is hard to come back to. If you give up there, there will be some burdens. But I don't know why we keep going on the auditorium.
Isn't that what you normally give up?
No, maybe this happened because it's not normal, or maybe this town was too rural for normal.
"You, you don't think it's all going to be chara because you helped!
"That's right, what if this happens again? You must be thinking right!
"With all your patience, we've all had terrible eyes!
A group is a terrible thing.
If you calmed down the next day, you would have known it was something you shouldn't even say to the person you were born with.
But we were looking for a depressed psychological bump because we were actually harmed by a large number of people.
Because we are righteous and victims, we thought the perpetrators also had the right to contest.
That right should not have hit the faces that are now rolling on the floor. With all that pneumothorax, the problem would have been solved already.
The swordsmen who emerged would solve it all if they returned, that's what they thought was a mistake.
In fact, it had to be resolved by the time the born swordsman returned.
"Apologize!"
"Yes, apologize!
"Apologize!"
"To all of us, apologize!
"This happened because of you guys!
In this small town, it is the interests of the town that are justice.
The swordsmen who go against it must apologize and make amends to the townspeople who are evil and just.
That was absolute truth for them belonging to the Community.
But it is an intimidation that is established because it is something that lives in a small territory.
Normally, if they kicked out of town, they'd die just like that. But if the opponent is already forming a living area outside the territory, you never get what they want.
Village Eight is a terrible thing to do, but it's something you shouldn't do to people who aren't in the village.
"That's it!
It's in a small town, sure justice.
Justice in pursuit of the collective interest of maintaining and uplifting the town.
It was justice that was not wrong, but did not make sense to the Lord of the greater community.
"Ri, lord..."
What appeared in front of the archdeacon was the Lord on board and his escort, the Cavalry.
Everyone panicked and refrained, keeping quiet.
On top of that, it was blue. They know that someone has arrived who can't do their justice.
"Well... why don't you let me in"
Townspeople in a hurry to pave the way.
The lowered lord stepped into the auditorium, which continues to be a place for snort shouting.
I saw the outlaws bleeding and moaning, and their samurai holding back intact.
To a satisfactory result, he nods.
"You did a great job. Now, let's get down to the drunkenness."
Each victim has the right to demand compensation from the perpetrator. That's true.
But that 'right' is guaranteed by society, only by what is not contrary to the order of society as a whole.
Even if it is something that the strong exploit, it is ultimately up to the strong to decide whether or not to protect the victimized and vulnerable.
Whether the townspeople were good townspeople or not, it was the townspeople who knew.