The 182nd day of the other world summoning [Decisive Battle] Part 9:


The sun is approaching the middle of the sky and the sunlight pours down to the earth.
There were no people on the streets, probably due to the current civil war.
You have to be able to find the best way to get the best out of them.
You will find a lot of people who have been in the same boat as you.
There are probably about 200 people in total.

Soon, a vast forest area appeared before their eyes.


''Finally we're here.......how are the pursuers?''

Hodram spat out the words in an exhausted tone.

''Yes ... the pursuers have not shown themselves yet ... and if you've come this far, there's no need to worry about that ... once you've passed through this forest ... It's only a day's journey to the Tarja border.

A smile appeared on Hodram's face as he heard Kale's words.

'So close...'

Hodram's gaze turned anxiously to the carriage in the rear.
Cale's gaze followed suit.

'Thank you both for your patience,'

Hodram replies to Cale's words with a big sigh.

'Hmm those things are putting up with it very well but they can't seem to do it anymore. They won't eat, and they refuse to drink water.

It has been three days since they fled Iraklion.
The carriage ride had taken a huge toll on Hodram's wife and daughter.
It was not a tourist trip.
The special circumstances of their escape, where their lives are at stake, have become an unbearable burden on the two ladies of the Deep Window.
And yet, the only reason the two of them had been rocked into the carriage without a single complaint was because Hodram understood the situation in which they were in.

'It's Cale. If you find a convenient place to camp today, I'd like to give you an early rest, would you?

Hodram's face was filled with a sense of husbandly duty and love for his wife and daughter's body, with a sincere concern for his own.
The sun was still high.
But he wanted to get ready for the night camp early without straining himself.
He sensed the limits of his wife and daughter's strength.
Besides, he didn't want them to die here.
His wife had the important task of mediating between Hodram and the nobility of Tallelujah, and his daughter had the important task of marrying into the royal family.
Humanity and calculation.
For both reasons, Hodram was genuinely concerned about their health.

''I thought it would be a good decision but your wives are at the end of their strength and I will have the knights search for the night camp after we go into the forest.

Cale was well aware that Hodram's wife and daughter were reaching the end of their physical strength.

The border with Tarja was only a day away.
Moreover, he had never once seen his pursuers after they escaped from Iraklion.
(Don't worry we've escaped the hands of our pursuers who have probably sent them in an entirely different direction. What matters now, then, is the bodies of your wife and your daughter as they are our lifeline.

Carelessness and calculation.
Those two will determine their fate.

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Tonight the moon shone from the heavens, illuminating the earth with its gentle light.
Bonfires were kept to a minimum, but still, the moonlight didn't cause much trouble, thanks to the moonlight.

'We're not so lucky, are we?'



The two knights blurted it out and turned their gaze to the forest that was closed in darkness.
They both wore armor and held spears in their hands.
They were both about the same age, but the man on the right was taller.

Tonight was a rare night when Hodram's orders allowed them to take off their armor and rest for the first time in three days.
But they and a very few luckless knights were on guard duty and could not take off their armor to rest.
The three days of escaping had certainly exhausted their bodies.
Of course, being professional soldiers, they still have plenty of energy to spare.
But as long as they're human, it's still tough.
So it's only natural that he would lament his own misfortune.

But tomorrow we have to cross the border. Once we've crossed the border, all that's left is....

The tall knight muttered.

''Ah ... if we've come this far ...''

Hearing those words, the other knight continues to speak.



The tall knight sighed heavily.
His family was a prestigious family of knights.
It's a family that has been loyal to the Kingdom of Roselia for generations.
Granted, that was up to the previous generation.
He himself doesn't have an ounce of loyalty to the royal family.
That's why he has been following Hodram, who satisfies his own desires.
Money, women, and a position within the Order.
Hodram gave me everything that would not be given to me when I was loyal to the royal family.

But all the wheels were turned out of whack.
Princess Lupis, who was only Hodram's puppet, broke Hodram's spell on her own, and the domestic nobles abandoned Hodram and the others.

Now they had nowhere to live in the Kingdom of Roselia.
There are two paths left for them.
They could wander until the day they found a new master, or they could continue to serve Hodram and bet on his return.

Only a few months ago they were at the height of their lives.
Now they are being driven from their homeland.
His heart was filled with grief.

"Don't say it!

The short knight scolds his partner.

'But hey...'

The taller knight bit down.

'May! I know! No, I don't.

The short knight feels the same way.
But it's an annoying feeling when it's put into words by others.

''I'm sorry I'm sorry.

The tall knight was pushed by his partner's swashbuckling and mouthed an apology.

'Anyway! Now we can just focus on the watch! We're going to cross the border with Tarja tomorrow...

It felt as if something had cut the sky out of the forest.
Then the short knight's words stopped mid-sentence.

'? What's the matter...?

The tall knight thinks sluggishly and turns his attention to his partner standing next to him.
He sees his partner's figure in his eyes.
He just keeps his gaze on the forest and is in an upright and immobile position.
However, his partner's figure appears somehow different from the usual in his eyes.
(?) What is it? ........somewhere?)

Huh...........

But his thoughts were cut off there.
Again, by an arrow from the forest


Sakuya's eyes caught sight of the knight who had turned into a mute wreck.
She quietly put back the string she had drawn to stop the target in case it had breath.
The bow is guarded by an arrow dyed black.
Even the arrowhead is pitch black, so it would be difficult to avoid these arrows if shot in the dark.
They are assassination bows and arrows that have been passed down in her clan.
As a clan of ninja, they have many techniques that are convenient for them to hide in the darkness.

''Ryoma-sama I've killed her.

Yeah let's go.

At Sakuya's words, Ryoma gave a small nod and signaled with his hand to Saara, who was standing behind him.

''Then........as planned.......''

Saara whispered a small Ryoujin and signaled with her hand to the mercenaries who were standing behind her.

''Ah. Alright. We're the hounds we're supposed to be hounds with a flourish at best.

Saara nodded silently at Ryoma's words and bent down and headed to the night camp.
Behind her, about ten mercenaries followed behind her.

The separate team led by Laura and Gen-Oh must have finished their preparations as well.

''Young man! I'm ready to go!

One of the mercenaries came to report in.

'Begin!'

Hearing those words, Ryojin ordered the mercenaries who were around him.
Some of the mercenaries quickly disappeared into the forest.

After a while, the night camp begins to emit a red light.
At first it was just a small red light that was potted in the darkness, but as soon as he looked at it, it began to illuminate the entire night camp in a reddish light.


Fire! Fire~!!!!! Fire~!

'No! The enemy! We're under attack!

A shout echoes in the night camp set up a short distance back from the street.
The sound of steel hammering can be heard mingling with the voices.

'What! Enemies?

Hodram shouted as he quickly picked himself up from his prone position.

'Who's there! What in the world is going on here!

Repelling the blanket, Hodram reached for his beloved sword that was propped up.

'Anata? What the hell is going on?

His wife, who was asleep next to him, woke up.

'Father.........'

I heard my daughter's worried voice from a short distance away.
She must have been awakened by the cries of the guards.

She must have woken up and shouted, "Don't worry. I'm with you. You have nothing to worry about!

Hodram called softly to the frightened pair.

'Sir!'

One of the knights called out from outside the tent.

''Mm! What's going on here? Along with the call of fire, though, came the sound of an enemy attack.

He asks the knight through his tent about the situation.

'Ha! My apologies, My Lord. Sir, Lord Cale is currently leading an army of men in the defense. His Excellency, you should be ready to move out immediately.

Hodram's complexion changes at the knight's words.

'All right! ...Hey, you heard me. We need to get out of here now!

I'm not going to be able to get rid of it.
You can't serve as the general of the Roserian Kingdom if you don't hesitate to make decisions based on things like this.
I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most out of your time with us.

You're already ready, sir.

When Hodram turned around, his wife and son were already dressed.
Apparently, he quickly assessed the situation and got ready to sass.

''Mm! Let's go!

Hodram takes his wife and children to the carriage, protected by his knight.


'My lord! Are you okay!

Cale! What's going on here!

Hodram had just pushed his wife and son into the carriage when Cale came running up to him.

Cale appears in front of Hodram, wearing armor and holding a sword in his hand.
Hodram's face loosens a little when he sees Cale's appearance.
It's a good thing that you can't get rid of the tension, because you can expect an enemy attack and Cale looked reliable.

'Cale! What's the situation? Are you sure it's Lupis' pursuers?!

Hodram asks arrow after arrow at Cale.

''We don't know if it's Princess Lupis's army since we don't have a banner, but we currently have about 20 guards in command and are engaging the enemy. I think the fire is from them!

Cale gives an accurate situation report.
The guards seem to have determined that they are the pursuers released by Princess Lupis, but it is difficult to identify which army is in charge without a banner on top of being at night.
Whether they are pursuers or burglars, if they are attacked, there are only two choices.
Run away or fight.

'Well how do you think we can prevent the enemy from attacking us?

Cale shook his head at Hodram's question.

'No ... but we can stall for time ... my lord, please take your wives away immediately.

Cale opened the carriage door and urged him to get into the hodram.

'Come on, my lord. Quickly! I'll take care of things here, sir!

Hodram nodded quickly at Cale's words.

''Mmmm! Take care of the rest! ...Cale! See you in the capital of Tarja.

With that said, Hodram quickly climbed into the carriage.
He left everything to Cale.
There was no point in him remaining here.
Hodram has to survive.
Only if he survives will he be able to repay the work of his men.
He was arrogant, but he wasn't foolish enough to think that he could solve everything by himself.

''Come on! Hurry up! You! I can't wait to get my horse running!

Cale watched as Hodram climbed into the carriage and yelled at the knight who held the reins.

'Ha!'

vigorously

The knight's whip slashed across the sky and struck a blow to the horse's ass.
The carriage plunges into the city road closed by darkness while accelerating gently.
Around it, the knights of the guard ordered by Cale look around while holding their spears under their arms.
There are about 30 of them.
This is the result of giving priority to the knights who were resting with their armor on without being careless and turning them into Hodram's guards.
While many knights were following Hodram's orders to take off their armor and rest, only they and Cale ignored Hodram's favor and rested with their armor on.

''My lord ... be safe!

Cale muttered and looked around.
Around the area were surrounded by knights who had jumped out with their clothes on.
Although they had spears and swords, they were too helpless to be counted as a fighting force, as they had taken off their armor.
If the opponents were amateurs, fine.
But there is no way that an enemy who conducts a night attack is just an amateur.

Everyone present was waiting for Cale's command.
They understand.
They understand that if they want to survive in this situation, they have no choice but to follow Cale's command.

Okay! We'll set up a flank here! Listen! Now that you've shed your armor, the only way for you to survive is to draw slowly, keeping your spears in time! Don't let them bring you into close quarters! You have to pause!

The knights nodded silently at Cale's words and began to form up with their spears in hand.


'Here they come! Ready!

Following Cale's command, the knights readied their spears.
For them to survive.