Patrick walks as he pulls his luggage around the fort.
Put a bag of wheat on it.
While checking where supplies are stored, soldier's quarters, water fields, etc.
Occasionally, soldiers are asked where to carry wheat, pretending to be the first merchant to come.
Check the food vault, give the wheat to the soldiers in charge there and receive the money.
Hide your luggage in the shade of nearby objects and hide yourself too.
The sun sets and the public streets decrease slightly.
There are soldiers patrolling the fort.
but you're loose, you seem less alert.
The patrol passes in chat.
"The Royal Army is solidified at the back gate of the fort."
"Well, you're not going to come specially attacking a fort on a boulder. Since we arrived yesterday, aren't we even assembling a stone thrower by now?
"So the battle starts tomorrow morning?
"I guess. Looks bad on the gates and walls. After the night out, we have a mission plan, and it's still better."
(Hmm, the army said they had arrived. I guess I'll have to cook some food later and do something about the gate)
Patrick sneaks into the pantry late at night.
When the wheat was brought in, it was confirmed that there were no keys.
It was also confirmed that there were two officers in charge.
I didn't know if it was the two of us at night, but no shadows in front of the door.
I guess he's inside.
Gently open the door.
Make a slight noise with Gi.
When the food officer noticed the sound and looked at the door, he confirmed the black figure, which appeared slightly moonlight.
"Who!
To the blaming voice, another officer in charge pulls the sword out of his hips.
Two people approaching the door with candle lights.
A man with a sword looks around as he explores the signs, but it's dark in the warehouse.
Lights of candles, etc., illuminate only a few meters.
From the shadow of the pillar, when I thought something had moved softly, there was a splash of red liquid from the neck of the man with the sword.
"Ugeye"
In a groaning warehouse, the other drops a candle and pulls out his sword in a hurry.
Candles are burning indelibly, but the lights illuminate only at your feet, and your vision gets even worse.
There was a sound behind Karan and the soldiers, and when the soldiers looked back, near the candle they had dropped, a sword had fallen.
"Sword? Shit! Shit."
The soldier, who immediately understood that only a sword had been thrown, looked around in haste.
A colleague who was slashed in the throat earlier does not feel breathless or slight.
A soldier who changed his body's direction so as to turn away from the death of a colleague.
That wasn't good.
The soldier felt a hot shock on his back and swung the sword he had reflexively.