Chapter 218 – The Fimbulbert Tribe
Scarlett’s cheeks stretched to a surprising extent.
Scarlett struggled through tears, but Wolfgang didn’t care.
I don’t care how others call me, but I don’t like being called a monster.
At least it was because he was a friend without fault.
“Huh…! It hurts, you idiot!”
“Then you’re pinching to say it hurts.”
Thinking that this was enough punishment, Wolfgang recalled the touch of his hand with an interesting expression.
“Ugh…”
“It’s tough.”
Could it be the influence of transformation magic? Or do I have this kind of chewy skin congenitally?
Either way, it was really strange.
Before long, the two are having a conversation about a mission.
“Louis. What about the other party besides you?”
“The nun is over there watching over the children. The kid doesn’t know. Well, I’ll take good care of my body.”
“I see. Well, if something happens, I’ll call you first.”
“But what have you been doing? You said you went to meet the chief. What are those scars on your hands?”
“…Tell me about that later.”
Wolfgang and Scarlett first decided to observe the current situation.
Because they were clearly in the customer’s position.
I don’t know if the situation gets serious, but there’s no reason to be proactive from the beginning.
“Let’s just watch. It’ll be a hassle if you just show up and get attention from other tribes.”
“To agree.”
Of course, the Frosttooth tribe is likely to be a collaborator in this mission.
However, the risk is too great to openly stand on their side and fight.
In the first place, isn’t this a civil war between northern immigrants?
If rumors spread that the imperial people had interfered in the affairs of the Union, it wouldn’t end in a bit of a headache. It is an enemy country’s interference in internal affairs. It wouldn’t be strange if it signaled a new war.
And both Wolfgang and Scarlett were fed up with war.
As is the case with veterans who have lost their minds.
Among the Jujeon faction and the Juhwa faction, they are definitely the people who belong to the Juhwa faction.
Although the peace they sought was close to peace through force.
Anyway, it was a specification to shed blood for no reason.
“Hmm.”
Sitting on top of the fence without hesitation, Scarlett crossed her arms and snorted at her.
Her voluptuous breasts, which do not exist in her original self, stand out.
“This town is pretty crazy too. If you compare this to an empire, isn’t this an unauthorized territory battle? They say that the alliance has strong solidarity, but that’s pure nonsense. It’s just soybean flour, soybean flour.”
“It’s been quite a while since the war ended, so maybe a change is slowly appearing for them as well.”
“What is it, does the chief complain about his life to you?”
“It was similar. First of all, they said they didn’t get along well with the nearby tribe. This time, the one who invaded was also that side.”
In response, Wolfgang also slumped down in the seat next to her.
Although the two of them usually quarreled childishly.
As it is in the middle of the mission, quite serious discussions come and go.
“Hehe. Is it because the leader is gone? Aren’t these guys just like before?
“Well, the miserable words of a group without a leader. As much as Kagan’s presence was enormous, the disappearance of him has visibly weakened the bond.”
“Isn’t that a bit obvious?
It’s just that they don’t stand out much because they’re young, but the status of the two is the red mage tower lord and the highest rank in the military.
They were definitely the people who belonged to the leadership of the empire.
A level where each and every trivial action and word could have a sufficient impact on the entire empire.
In fact, after the mission is over, the report they gave and each record or opinion contained in it will be seriously discussed by the imperial family and the 12 people under it.
Since the nature of this mission itself was close to espionage from the beginning, it was also their duty to provide as much information and diverse perspectives as possible.
On the other hand, the two people who had not lost their vigilance even during the conversation were watching the iron fence.
—Doo-doo-doo… !
A faint trembling began to be heard over the horizon along with a cloud of dust.
“Is it starting soon?”
“That’s right, well. Since we’ve already said our goodbyes, it looks like we’ll have a proper fight.”
Wolfgang, who greatly improved his eyesight by concentrating mana in his eyes.
His vision reflected Astrid taking a deep breath in the distance.
Before long, a loud roar resounded as if shaking the ears.
“I am Astrid, the great warrior of the Frosttooth tribe! Brothers, fight with me!”
It was a sound that never lags behind Wolfgang’s Lion’s Roar.
Before long, the warriors of the tribe respond one by one to her cry.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh!”
“Let’s defend our land!”
“Destroy the intruder!”
“Don’t let any of them live!”
—Wow!
Nearly thousands of tribesmen run out of the barbed wire all at once.
Even though half of the population has disappeared, the Frosttooth tribe is one of the few tribes to be brave from the beginning.
Their strength was never weak enough to quietly surrender to the aggression of neighboring tribes.
Seeing the tribesmen lined up behind Astrid in an instant, Scarlett stuck her tongue out as if she was completely fed up.
“Hey, whenever I see them, they’re really…”
“It’s amazing. Isn’t it that the majority of the population are soldiers?”
“It’s jingle, really. Because of this, there was no end to burning and burning.”
In Waldheim, everyone is a warrior class except for boys and girls before puberty and old people who cannot move due to old age.
Take one peaceful village here in the Empire as an example.
Hans, the owner of the wheat field, is a spearman, Carol, who works at the watermill next to him, is a shield soldier, Lisa, the gleaning woman, is a grenadier, and Otto, the bakery owner, is an archer, and in case of emergency, the village chief becomes the commander of the Ten Commandments.
Even all of them are skilled soldiers, not forced conscripts.
Something beyond militarism.
Baldheim was literally the land of warriors.
This is the secret to the Northern immigrants, who seem to be no match in the weight class themselves, who were only one-fourth the size of the Empire, even if the entire territory was combined, was able to wage war against the Empire.
Even now, look.
The remaining warriors of the Frosttooth tribe are mostly teenagers and middle-aged.
Their spirit and fighting spirit surpasses that of the regular army of the Empire and is almost comparable to that of the Knights Templar.
“Ugh, I honestly don’t want to fight them again.”
“Who wouldn’t?”
By the time Wolfgang and Scarlett, recalling their many nightmares during the war, looked at the Frosttooth tribe with a not so comfortable look on their faces.
The cavalrymen of the Fimbulbert tribe, who had been shimmering near the horizon, suddenly came closer.
Soon a loud shout came from their side.
“Astrid—!”
However, the people of the Frosttooth tribe under Astrid all snorted when they heard that.
“Is that the only voice?”
“Hey, weak, weak!”
“The sloppy guys are also sloppy heads!”
“How dare you believe in such a captain and attack without fear?”
It was because her throat was noticeably smaller than hers.
Of course, the Fimbulbert tribe also had great warriors, but they couldn’t match Astrid’s charisma, one of the strongest in Baldheim.
“Hmph, those guys’ great warriors still look like idiots. Do they have a corner to believe in something?”
Astrid laughs at her enemies heartily as if they are laughing.
Even after that, there were several shouts that made it possible to guess the tough relationship between the two tribes.
“Now is the time to join forces. Let’s prepare for the upcoming winter together!”
“Fuck it! If you’re going to say that, you should’ve brought your chief’s head, not a rock!”
“I can’t understand the language, so there’s no choice. I have no choice but to decide by force!”
In the end, the conclusion was as if it had already been decided.
Promptly.
The two tribes started growling as if they were going to run into each other at any moment.
“Ooh, noisy.”
“Why, isn’t it romantic and nice?”
“Romance is a piece of shit! It’s barbaric!”
Scarlett complained about being noisy, but unlike her words, her actions are honest.
She was munching on the sweets she took out of the subspace with a very excited face.
Wolfgang looked at Scarlett with a puzzled look.
“Why, even with alcohol?”
“Ah! I forgot that. Do you want to eat it too?”
“… It’s okay. Eat as much as you like.”
Making someone else’s fight a snack.
No matter how you look at it, Scarlett had a really great personality.
Wolfgang sighed and shook his head.
“Everyone jump out! We’re going to show them a lesson!”
“Ohhh, let’s go! Brothers!”
When Scarlett took out a bottle of sparkling wine from the subspace, the battle started just in time.
“Kyaa! Kill them all! Sweep them all away!”
When she’s waving her arms around as if she’s watching her exciting gladiator fight.
— Beep!
“Hmm?”
A low-pitched tone came from Wolfgang’s communicator.
It was Lazarus who had not been able to show where he was or what he was doing until now.
Although Wolfgang answered with a little nervousness, wondering if something had happened.
[What’s going on, Kaz?]
[Damian hyung. I caught a rat.]
[A rat?]
[I’ll drag you there right away. I just hang up]
Lazarus replied cheerfully as if nothing had happened.
And, the identity of the rat he had caught shocked everyone in the party.
