It is about half a day east of Takumi Village.
Thousands of armed men were walking towards their destination in long rows.
A few men on horses lead, followed by a crowd of people.
Unified defensive equipment and weapons, which are simplistic, show that they are soldiers who have been made up for a purpose rather than a group of gatherings.
Among them stands out a group of about a hundred men disguised as mercenaries.
"After the battle with the Republic, I thought I'd finally come back to Tria, and now it's the West.I don't have time off. "
"Don't say that, Gio.Such a good paying job is rare.Let's make some money while we can. "
A chestnut-haired swordsman smiles cheerfully as he walks beside him.
A short mercenary walking in front of two turned his head and broke into a conversation.
I agree with a man with a strong, feminine voice.
"That's right. Unlike the battle against the Republic, this time it's just about bringing the pioneering village under control, so it's not an easy job."
A mercenary named Geo showed a slightly grumpy expression when he was turned to his acorn-colored orange eyes.
"I think it's too big for that.I feel like there are too many people against Takumura...What do you think of Grechet?
When Geo talks to someone alongside a mercenary looking for an ally, a mercenary with a shield turns around and smiles bitterly.
"I understand Geo's concerns, but as Ralph says, it's unusual to have a good job like this.I don't want to waste my chances. "
"Look, that's what Grechet said.It's okay. If you don't like it, you can go home now.There's only one soldier left.It doesn't matter if I'm alone. "
"You can't say you're going home now."
"Then don't say bumpy.My motivation will be sharpened. "
I didn't tell Connie.
"Geo, Conia. Enough already."
A long swordsman named Grechet sighed and stopped the mercenary from poking at Geo.
It's not like we're really fighting each other.
It was the usual exchange for the Gretches.
The four of them grew up in the same village and set foot on the mercenary path together for many years.
I didn't have such a weak bond with this kind of collision now.
The four Gretches are mercenaries based in the town of Tria.
Named "The Costa's" after their place of origin, they have been mercenaries for about eight years.
As most of the mercenaries disappeared in less than three years, no one survived without escaping. They are already known as mercenaries of the powerful.
Since the party "Miyagi", once said to be the top of strength, disappeared from Tria, "Costers" has taken up an alternative position.
"Well, I do think there are too many thousands of people in Takumi Village to deal with.Is the Commander just too cautious, or is it expected to be so dangerous... "
Hmm... Which side are you on after all, Grechet? "
"You're both on our side."
Grechet kicks Cognac's whining lightly.
"I'm sure this is a good alternative job.But I also understand Geo's concerns.I don't care if we just had excessive combat power.But if that's not the case and there's something behind it, we just need to be prepared in advance, and we have to assume that this is also the case, right?So it's not a waste to be careful. "
"Well... that's true."
Connie doesn't get any further in spite of his frustration.
Not to mention when they were the new Americans on the run, the four of them have survived the life-threatening crisis many times and have continued to repeat the malice of others as much.
It is painfully stained with things that cannot be survived by force alone, and things that cannot be done by clean things alone.
The experience had created enough room to accept Grechet's words.
Unlike when we were boys and girls trying to reach the summit straight away, we are now in a position to be targeted by the chicks.
Conia was eaten by Geo simply because she was depressed by what she said now.
Of course, I didn't mean to disagree.
This is also like ruining your time to confuse a boring journey to your destination.
In this way, the Grechets finally arrive at their destination, Takumi Village.
But what they were waiting for was a sight they didn't expect.
"Hey, Geo."
"What, Ralph?"
"We're here to pick up the village, aren't we?"
I'm sure it is.
"Takumura is not a military facility, is it?"
"Of course.... I'm losing a little confidence."
"No, that's right.I would have surrounded the village with wooden planks and logs to protect it from the beasts, but... what is that?
Ralph and Geo interact with each other in surprise and confusion.
Of course not.
What appears to stand in front of them is a wall of up to five meters in height.
It stretches to the left and right of the vision, and the end continues to the back.
Probably stretches to cover a certain area.
I can't see beyond that, but perhaps - no, it's definitely surrounding the whole village.
"What? That? Isn't this Takumi Village?
Conia looked puzzled as she ran her gaze to the left and right.
They are not the only ones confused.
The mercenaries are bewildered not only by the soldiers of the Trinian army, but also by the officers in charge of them.
"Nah, what is that!?
"I think it's a barrier....."
An officer on the horse who seems to be the commander of the unit is yelling at an officer who looks like a lieutenant next to him.
"I can see that!What I'm asking is why Takumi Village is surrounded by such a strong wall!
"Wow, I don't know.Agents and vigilante-like groups have confirmed the existence of such a wall, but there should have been no report of it. "
"It wasn't supposed to be!It's right in front of you now!What was that agent looking at?
Apparently, the existence of the barrier was a blue-tempered thunderbolt for the Trinian army.
Thousands of people have gone to great lengths to take over one village, so they must have known the existence of a force to defend it beforehand.
That was something that Grechet and the others noticed.
However, he did not know the existence of a barrier surrounding the village.
A fence made of wooden planks or logs would not be a big problem, but it would change the story if it were surrounded by a strong outer wall like the fort and Mima.
No matter how many professional fighters this is made up of soldiers and mercenaries, attacking enemies against the wall without attacking castle weapons or magic support will cause great damage.
There was a movement in the village as the commander of the Trinian army shouted.
A shadow appears on the outer wall, and it keeps growing.
There was too much distance from here to tell the face, but most of them had bow-like items.
There are a hundred of them.Do you have... a bow in your hand?
Geo counts the number of people.
"Some people don't have a bow in the middle."
When Grechet told his companions that, Cognac looked at him as if he were a shield.
"Is that the commander over there?
"I'm sure there are, but maybe there are magicians."
Grechet remembered the unspeakable chest disturbances.
Years of experience bring danger.
I don't know what my commander is going to do.
"That won't be easy for you to pull back.They're coming with orders from the top. "
Ralph snaps his eyes at the commander of the Trinian army, and Konja simply tells him not to listen to what he knows.
Indeed, as a Trinian army, we will not be able to pull back like this.
But in addition to the hundreds of archers shooting arrows from above the barrier, even a sorcerer would have suffered considerable pain if he had won.
As for the Gretches, whose lives are in danger, I'd like you to redo the partition...
I also understand that this is not the case.
Haribote! That thing is just what it looks like, Haribote!You can't build that many walls in a month or so!
"But there is also the possibility that it was built by magic."
"Don't be stupid!We need ten court sorcerers if we're going to build those walls with magic!There can't be so many magicians around here!
The voice of the Commander and the Lieutenant will flow to where Grechet and the others are.
Unfortunately, the Commander intends to keep pushing.
Grechet was sighing.
As a mercenary, if you are told to fight, Grechet and the others must fight.
Because that is the responsibility and contract of the mercenaries who were commissioned by the army.
When his eyes turned towards the barrier, ready for a tough battle, there was a shadow jumping off a wall about five meters high.
He's coming down alone.
Someone snapped.
The jumping shadow landed softly without feeling a height of five meters, and walked slowly.
"Ambassadors...?
The commander gives merciless instructions to the lieutenant who questions them.
"When you're in range, let go of the bow."
"Nah, what are you saying?The other party is alone. He could be a messenger!
"If you're holding a white flag, if you're coming with a sword, it's your enemy!Your Majesty would have ordered you not to forgive those facing the blade!
The Commander is right, the approaching shadow is holding a long object pulled out of his waist.
Ten to eighty-nine, that would be a sword.
However, no matter how many swords you hold, shooting a bow and arrow at just one person is an excessive response.
It's not impossible for a lieutenant to panic.
"Please reconsider! If you're going to have a conversation, you'll never get past that!
"It's impossible for those who are so prepared to go down honestly!Obviously, there is a will to rebel!
"But...!"
"Shut up, you useless bastard!Archers, step forward!
Ignoring the lieutenant's words, the commander gives instructions to the soldiers.
Approximately half of the Trinian soldiers stepped forward and drew arrows to their bows.
Even though the movement is supposed to be complete, the shadow coming towards us will not stop walking.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Ralph frowned on a reckless figure.
It is helpless to take the life of the opponent in battle than to be a mercenary, but it is not very pleasant to be shown a human dying in this way.It is the same as Grechet.
"Let go!"
But no matter how Gretchet feels, hundreds of arrows are fired by the hands of the Trinian soldiers.
Of course, it was thought that the shadow of the human being was pierced by countless arrows and would soon be extinct.
"Eh...?
Ha?
"Why?
Short and dumb voices were heard everywhere.
Arrows thought to be ruthlessly pierced are sucked into the ground one after the other, avoiding human shadows.
No, it's not.
Only the arrows that were likely to hit the shadow seemed to be being hit by something.
"What is that?
Something is floating around the shadow.
It was hard to see from afar, but there were three thin sticks floating in space.
They are moving around in detail, shooting arrows at them.
"Number two, fire!
More commanders give orders, and hundreds of arrows are fired again.
But once again, only the arrow that seems to hit the shadow is hit by something.
In the meantime, the Shadow moved steadily and approached the Trinian army.
As the distance shrinks, you can see it little by little.
Looks like a young man.
Wearing a short robe dyed in vine.
She has black hair and can see something like a string shaking from the back of her head.
And three shadows floating around it.
The glanced Grechet became happier.
That's because I knew him.
"Conia, that's..."
"Aldis... that's it, isn't it?"
The most discerning of the four connoisseurs speaks ahead of Grechet.
I could see the upset in the eyes.
"Ah, Aldis?
"Seriously...."
Surprised Geo and Ralph quickly close their eyes and observe the shadows and discover that Conia's words are true.
"Why is Aldis here....."
"More than that, Geo."
Grechet's expression was strong.
"Do you think that Aldis was unilaterally caught in the rain of an arrow and kept quiet?
……
……
……
Not only Geo, but Ralph and Connie looked at each other silently.
The four shared the same conclusion instantaneously with their eyes alone.
"Spread out!"
"Spread out!
"Counterattack coming!
Get away from me!
He shouted at almost the same time.
They ran away from the dense place.
Those who are confused about something, those who instinctively sense danger and run away, and those who yell at you not to leave your position.
Various reactions from different positions.
It divided life and death.
Behind the middle of a dense army, Grechet and the others fled with all their might.
The explosion echoed from behind.
A shock wave hits them from behind and blows their bodies away.
As relentless as ever - in his diminishing consciousness being struck by the ground, Grechet's thoughts were cut off at the end.