The sound of trumpet blasts rang through the air, stealing the attention of even those most focused on the battle.Near the guild building, two men in yellow on horses played their instruments incessantly. Behind them, four more approached - these with yellow flags, emblazoned with the same coat of arms that adorned their robes.Still further behind, six soldiers in heavier armor approached holding spears, and at the end was a knight unlike any other. His armor, completely black, apparently weighed more than fifty kilos, but the muscular horse on which he was mounted was not even bothered.The gaze of everyone in the guild turned to him - not only theirs, but also that of the five guards who were still alive on the battlefield.Just one blow from the "wave boss" was enough to eliminate half of the men. Kurone managed to survive the monster's onslaught thanks to his goddess-given body strength.Amelia disappeared after the dust had settled and Rory was on top of the guild building, fir
The orcs were running desperately from the carriage, as if death itself was inside it.It was useless, or rather, impossible to escape. The little girl's perfect precision was maintained even at high speed.The coachwoman drove the carriage like a real getaway driver. Her brown eyes were yellowed and a supernatural concentration took over her face. As for Kurone...- Urgh!He was nauseous.The speed was gradually increasing, and yet the loli with the black rifle did not lose its accuracy. With each shot, you could hear the scream of an orc being shot down.At the moment, only Kurone and Rory were inside the carriage. Edgar and Brain went down to the entrance to help the other adventurers. - There's a horde of orcs ahead - shouted Amelia.In a drift, the chariot swerved perfectly out of the horde of orcs and into a narrow alleyway - where the wooden edges of the chariot splintered when they came into contact with the brick walls. Rory used the back window to eliminate the pursuing or
Day 23, 6th month of the year 1501 of the magic age. Urgent messageThis letter is meant to be brief, I apologize in advance for the informal words.At present, the lands of the marquis Soul Za are in complete chaos; a mysterious orc attack began this morning. Since House Sophiette has always been of great help at such times, the king requests your services once again.The value of this mission will be a total of 100 gold coins. Two hundred knights are on their way to the marquis' lands; they have been instructed to follow his orders.As soon as the mission is completed, report to the capital as soon as possible. ~~ Elisabella Andeavor, Princess Regent---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tsc! What is Ed doing?- Lady Sophia, the carriage is ready!- Perfect, I'm leaving for those cursed lands again, have you prepared my armor?- It's all inside the carriage, al
"Clack!"The sickening sound resounded as the tip of the sword pierced the hard flesh. The daggers held went to the ground, next to his fat, greenish body.The guard leaned on his long sword, using it as an aid to stand, but there was no respite. Even after defeating ten of those monsters, another orc, this time with a club, attacked him from behind."Crash!"The club wielded by the orc flew through the air along with his muscular arm. Blood splattered on the guard's face. He was saved by one of the adventurers - a young blond-haired swordsman. - T-Thank you!Without time to respond, the swordsman jumped toward two other orcs, approaching from the left. With each wave, it seemed that the monsters became bigger and stronger. The young man broke the green monster's skull with the hilt of his short sword - producing a "Crash!".Propelling himself into the air, he used the belly of the orc that broke the skull as a springboard and jumped towards the second monster, tearing its belly apa
The dusty kitchen was slowly being cleaned by the servants, among them were Edgar and the other two girls who were victims of Rory's nightly attack. It took almost four hours to heal all three, due to the effect of the rifle bullets, but it was no problem for Elsie - the maid specialized in healing magic was able to handle the job.At the table, sitting across from the pair, was the marquis Edward Soul Za, with his usual eerily calm expression and a round pair of glasses, different from the square one he had worn the day before. On the opposite side was the little girl responsible for dusting the whole kitchen, cracking some walls and hurting the servants, this only inside the mansion.Outside, some masons were hired from the village, but for some reason, the messenger had not yet returned with them. All that was left where the basement used to be was a huge crater.Next to Rory was one of the victims of both the marquis' interrogation and the little girl's fury: Kurone - with some b
- Damn, I'm thirsty.The little girl looked around the room for a glass of water to quench her thirst.- There isn't any here, and I don't want to have to leave this comfortable bed. Damn it! If only the useless one were here.Rory threw the sheets up and got out of bed.Unlike Kurone, who was still wearing the same clothes as when he was run over, the maids who flattered Rory so much had given her a dress to sleep in.The dress she wore - made at astonishing speed by the pair of maids - was a bit greenish and thin, reminiscent of those worn by hospital patients. Perfect for sleeping, but not for running, as it reached all the way to the floor.- Where are those maids?- Damn. How can they call themselves good maids if they are not there when their master most needs their help?Reluctantly, the little girl left the room in search of a glass of water, not even bothering to put on her boots beside the bed.- Water. Water. Water. Water. - she repeated as she walked down the vast, narrow
[Debuff magic]. This was the specialty of the Soul Za family next to illusion magic, the marquis specifically mastered the [Drowsiness] type spell. There were a few conditions for this debuff, which caused extreme drowsiness, to work. First: the target had to be somewhat or completely tired. Second: the target had to be in close proximity to the user. The spell could also be imbued on objects or food - such as the bed in Kurone and Rory's room and the tea that the young man had drunk. This was the explanation Edward gave to the chained prisoner. - Now that I have provided you with the relevant information, it is your turn... Tell me, Mr. Nakano, it was the Marquise Sophiette who sent you to invade my lands, wasn't it? The nobleman was questioning himself in the room illuminated by the flames of the torches. Kurone, in turn, looked confused at the marquis' incomprehensible question. "Sophiette." It was the first time he had heard that name, but Edward was sure that he had be
Kurone thought that the mattress in his room contained some kind of strange time-jumping power. The window at the end of the hall was lit by moonlight, and it also showed that some time had passed since Edgar had walked him to his room."How long did I sleep for?"The tired body succumbed to the comfort of the mattress and fell asleep the same instant it touched the expensive comforter. Not even Kurone himself realized the moment he closed his eyes and caught up on sleep. He was then awakened by the sound of someone knocking on the door in the middle of the night. "I'm still asleep and this is a dream?" In front of the young man - groggy with sleep - stood the beautiful red-haired maid he had met earlier: Brain. All the girl was wearing was a white semitransparent sweater, making her look sexier than when he first met her. Her hair was illuminated by the weak moonlight that came through the window at the end of the corridor, further enhancing her beauty.Her delicate hands held a t
The orange sky of a short time ago slowly disappeared from the sky, giving way to the dark purple hue - making the dirt road gloomy. All that could be heard was the sound produced by the animals hiding in the trees.It was already the evening of Kurone and Rory's second day in this world, and the duo was in a comfortable carriage, crossing the night darkness, towards the residence of the marquis Edward Soul Za.The nobleman's mansion was far from the village called Grain - where they were imprisoned - secluded on top of a hill. When seen at night, it was very reminiscent of those in horror movies, which usually belonged to a family of vampires.The lights began to come on, making the building brighter, and removing the air of an undead home.Kurone enjoyed the dusk through the window of the carriage. He was trying to memorize the route to the village - if necessary, he would be prepared to run back."And we end up getting further and further away from our main mission... Ahhh." It to