When seven mercenaries, including the watchman, arrived, Gizalte briefly told him to go and ran quietly toward the mansion. The other men follow it silently.
As the mansion walls approach, Delan leaves in front of Ghizalte.
And when you get to the wall first, you turn around, turn your back on the wall, and turn your body toward the fellow runners.
"Void."
When Gizarte calls his name, the little man called rushes over to Delane without slowing down as he is.
Delan drops his hips and joins hands in front of his chest. Boyd scaffolds his hand and jumps up on the fence in an instant.
The moment you cross the fence, the long shadow of the void illuminated by the lamp lights stretches out of the fence.
"These guys, they even make backwoods!
Boyd raised his voice when he looked inside from the top of the fence.
Shit, and Gizarte pounds his tongue. No way. Not anymore. Whose wisdom is that?
"Find where you can get off!
When Gizalte spoke, Boyd ran cleverly without even lifting himself over the walls, and went a little,
"There's a gap here"
Then he jumps inside the walls.
"All right, go on"
Gizarte gives short instructions.
Delane runs to the position where Boyd jumps, where he hands together again, and his buddies jump it one foot after the other onto the wall.
Inside the mansion, there is a loud banging sound of cancer, and something. Perhaps the guards are informing us of enemy incursions.
I don't mind, Gizalte thought.
From the time we decided to force the raid, we knew we'd find it.
Gizarte jumped up on the wall second from the end. At once the sight opens and the giant hall fully manifests itself in front of you.
I pull up Delane with the last guy jumping up.
The other five had already rushed the shortest distance to the hall without waiting for Gizarte and the others.
Gizarte jumps off the fence. Backwoods still didn't have that many, and the gap was empty by the way. Backwoods would have been more difficult to break in by tomorrow.
My decision to strike tonight was not wrong. Ghizarte nods in his heart. I only make a mistake once in my life. I will never make a mistake again.
The men of the mansion's security run over to stop the intruder with sticks and swords in their hands, screaming something out loud.
Guizarte told Delane when he saw that the leading Boyd instantly stumbled on two enemies by himself.
"Go"
and give short instructions. You'll need Delane's axe to destroy the front door.
And I try to get around to the back entrance with the other man.
And I ran into the guys on the guard who just ran out of that side.
There are four opponents. Each has a short spear in his hand.
It's a good decision, Gizalte thinks like any other HR.
Amateurs should fight at a distance with longer scores than they can wield a sword or something they can't even use anyway. Looks like there's a butler around quite a bit to the south.
Four people put up short spears to intimidate the approaching Ghizaltes.
But unfortunately, everyone's got hips. Ghizalte shakes her head small as she looks at their set-up. Then you can't stab people to death.
Gizarte approaches the four protruding spear tips without any hesitation. The lamp's lamp illuminates its hideous face, which takes on the alias "Silver Buddha”.
"Wow."
One shouts out a spear with a voice that is neither temperamental nor screaming.
At that moment, blood broke out.
In an instant, Gizarte bowed herself low and stepped sharply, avoiding the spear, cutting off both arms of her opponent without pulling the sword off her hips.
In an instant the three remaining people who lose their spear advantage, the intermission, rush to retreat, but Ghizalte steps in without changing his expression as it is, and when he stretches out his sword and pierces one's throat, takes another sharp step, one or two.
Every time I stepped in, there was blood, and as Gizarte lowered his sword, three wrecks rolled at my feet.
"I don't want to kill you for nothing."
Tongue pounding and squeaking. You guys and the like don't even get a single piece of copper where you killed them. If you don't come towards me, I have nothing to do with you guys. You're wasting my time.
"You're not fading, Captain."
A subordinate, who was following me, stops at a man whose arms were cut off by Gizarte before he calls out.
"Can we still fight on the northern front?"
"Ugh. Don't slap me for nothing."
Gizalte herself was never willing to lose when she fought the ace class of the mercenary regiment around there if she was an arm of the sword.
Even if the regiment is devastated after a desperate defeat, I'm glad to say that this is how you keep your life, for one thing, a move for its strength.
But I know best that the strength of a mercenary cannot be measured by the arms of a sword alone.
"Your daughter was on the third floor."
"Oh. I made sure you looked down on the courtyard. Definitely."
My men nod.
When I look at the front, my men are slashing down the men of the guard one after another.
When “Blood Axe” Delane waved the axe from the alias, a bright red bloodshot went up and the other man bounced it backwards.
As it was, Delan approached the door.
A young man with a sad face sets up a spear and penetrates, but Delan smacks the spear with the first axe and smacks the man in the head with the second axe.
With the momentum intact, I saw Delane waving an axe down the main door.
Breaking down the door would also be a matter of time.
And then my daughter won't get away with it.
"You guys, don't get stuffed wrong"
Gizarte called out to Delane and the others and went around the back door.