Common Sense of a Warrior

The group that attacked your brother suddenly appeared.

Ask him how he is hiding.

... Who the hell are they?

For a burglar, the equipment is too practical.

Rather than targeting the nobles, concerns arose that they might be attacking the Anderson Marquis family itself in the first place.

The National Army and the Guards are each fighting in tandem... but that collaboration is awkward from a distance.

But it's also something I can't help... because the group I belong to is different.

It's just because of that, their individual skills are underutilized.

I know their skill by looking at their usual training, so maybe that's what I think.

The enemy let the numbers say things, and they were slowly approaching your brother.

To the sight, I manipulated the reins to increase the speed of the horse's run.

At the same time, anger burns in me in the boil.

How dare you target your brother...

"... Mel!?

Mr. Schrey, who was engaged, notices my presence most of all.

"Guards! Protect Master Parks!

Saying so, he butchered one of his enemies.

"... Huh!? Thank you!

Mr. Souma Shree takes the escort and consolidates his brother's protection.

That's how I started engaging with the enemies who were after your brother from behind.

... in time.

Ho, breathe a short sigh of relief.

And I identified the enemies in front of me.

The enemies in front of us are apparently perplexed by the presence of me who has suddenly broken in.

But soon they laugh.

"I'm not where kids like you come from! Stay back!

I mowed my neck under one sword, one enemy that approached me as I called.

I brought out the heat, as if the blood in me were boiling.

In contrast, his head is clear as if he had been exposed to cold water.

It was as if my head and body were being rebuilt in order for everything that made me up to focus exclusively on battle.

"... Killing me by a kid means less than a kid"

Pale, I look down at it and squeal.

The fact that I screwed my enemies from the front, not in the form of an earlier surprise, quieted them back as if time had stopped.

"That's light...... Your swords, not ready or believing, are too light."

In the middle of that, I go on with the words.

"Ha, ready? Belief? What would that be!?

Subsequently, several of them have simultaneously challenged me.

But in the back of the situation, the mind is sharpened with a sense of calm.

"Let these men carve you up, soldiers trained by General Gazelle! True strength with faith! A real fight!

Behind you, I yelled at the National Army.

Doh, you can hear the roar from behind.

"Follow me!

With that said, I move forward toward the enemy.

They were running horses after me.

I burst into a group of enemies while confirming that at the edge of my eyes.

And it must be slaughtered one after the other.

The target is a commander-like figure behind a group of enemies.

If you ask me how I know he's a commander... that's all I can think of.

Going deeper and deeper, allies intercept enemies who aim at me like that.

That's how it went on and on and on and on.

"... you guys, don't think you can go home alive after the Marquis Anderson house!

I just slashed all the enemies that were nearby, screaming to bump so angry.

Bilili, and I feel like the air has trembled.

I'll make the horses run, even while the enemies tend to it.

That's how I butchered the commander.

... I can see the upset running on the enemy at that moment.

"One, special!

While I cry out, I slaughter those close by.

Each and every one of you, 'be sure to kill' the enemy that stands in front of you... as directed, everyone was slaughtering the enemy after me.

As expected, at once the enemy is finished with the collection of the U.N.

The sweep battle from here won't be that tough.

The smell of nostalgic iron blurred his nose along with the vivid sound of tearing bone meat.

The soldiers of the National Army, including myself, also slaughtered their enemies one after the other, slowly decreasing the circle that they were made to surround them.

All that remained was the number of people that could be counted with one hand.

"... hih"

A few of them were looking up at me with trembling.

He's dragged down from his horse like a disease, and he's slipping his hips out like he's looking up at me.

In the same sight as one day, I laughed out of place.

"Really, you're ready to be brittle"

"Ready, ready... what the hell!?

The enemy shouts back to me, as he casts a void.

"Ready to kill and ready to be killed"

Besides, I responded pale.

The words seemed surprising not only to the enemy but also to the allies.

"... ready to be killed?

"It's not like I have a death wish."

Asked by one of the National Armies, I make such an explanation with a bitter laugh.

"If you go to battle, there will never be. No matter how much you train your body, no matter how much you hone your moves... you lose, you die when you die"

That has been the word your father used to say since you were little.

I began to understand death at an early age.

"Because there is no such thing as a strong man on the battlefield. What is there is how to defeat the enemy… the one who stuck it and stuck it or not? That's all."

I squeeze in so that I can gaze at one of my enemies.

"You guys weren't ready for that. So as soon as we got ourselves at a disadvantage, yeah, it collapsed easily. If you were really ready for that… you would have been afraid of that possibility in the first place and thought more about it without acting cheap etc."

"... Mel. Why did you come up with that?

From above, Mr. Kreutz's query came down.

Its serious voice sounds rather horrible when the air on this occasion goes hand in hand.

"From the beginning. When I had the sword, I was ready for it."

Even though my father told me so.

Because at the time, most importantly, I had not seen where I had achieved my revenge.

Nevertheless, the idea that if the purpose of vengeance was fulfilled, it could be taken along the road was closer to the desire for death than to being prepared to die.

"... but yeah. Because right now, I just have a belief that I want to pierce more than that fear. So I can keep getting ready"

I don't want anyone to feel like me...... for that matter, I don't hate risking my life.

And at the same time, for those who care about me, I must survive no matter what... which is why I fear death.

I fear death, and that is why I am prepared to die. Conflicting things like that are what I call dying.

"... right"

"It's been a long story, but someone! Tie these guys up! The National Army, take it! The escorts will escort Master Parks to the Marquis Anderson house safely!

Though a little time had passed since the battle ended, he still couldn't change his mind and gave instructions with rough language.

The face of the National Army, though, is in a crisp motion and moves as I instruct.

... or now, but everyone in the National Army followed my instructions when I was fighting a lot.

Externally, it has nothing to do with the Marquis. It's just a position of escort and shadow warrior, and even if she's a Marquis warrant in the first place, there's no reason to follow my instructions for not being part of the National Army.

"... may I?"

"... Did I say something? Mel."

"No, nothing. Well, say hello to them!

That's how I ended up stepping into my first territory in a long time with your brother.