Chapter 435 – Eugenics in the New World (2)
Missed the enemy
Seeing the inferior warrior flee, the Troll King evened his rough breath. He was a formidable warrior, so he had to fight with all his heart. Disordered breathing was the result.
[… Horsha-sama, shall we follow him?]
His men asked the troll king, who was venting his anger.
It was a troll warrior with both hands holding an ax the size of his greatsword. Although he took the form of a question, in fact it was more like a request for permission from the king.
He, too, was in a situation where he was boiling over the fact that he had not killed a single enemy.
If their king ordered them to pursue them, they would run to slay those inferior races.
[… No. Set your posture.]
But Horsha, the troll king, said, strapping her greatsword to her back.
[The power of the ‘soldiers’ operated as a test was confirmed. The Seal of the Seal is a symbol of our country, but if you put it backwards, that’s all. There is no reason to obsess until the end of the battle.]
[… Are you okay? If he goes south or abroad, there is a possibility that he will be lost forever.]
[Yes. The brother’s revenge is behind the scenes. He is also a proud Holdupolk warrior. He would prioritize the rebuilding of his country over his own revenge.]
Remembering her foolish brother, Horsha clicked her tongue.
A few months ago, the high-handed younger brother who trusted only blood and acted was kicked out of the clan’s hideout. It is because Horsha personally expelled her younger brother, who is fighting aggressively even though he is not yet ready for war.
However, his brother, who was not related by blood, stole the seal of the dynasty and fled while being chased out.
—… Due to his younger brother’s personality, he probably didn’t take great care of it because it was a place that could catch people’s attention.
Horsha couldn’t deny what his men were saying.
That’s why he stopped planning to raise troops by spending a little more time and prepared for war in such a hurry.
If the news of the ‘talking monster’ spread widely, waiting for the right time might fail.
Perhaps his younger brother also tried to get something from outside and come back, but it was a family that was not worth thinking about unless the seal was taken by an inferior species in death.
– Empty!!
Frowning and throwing away the chipped greatsword, Horsha ordered his men to kneel in front of him.
[Retrieve the weapons of the ancestors in this land, and replenish the troops first. Is there Teltzz?]
[Yes. I am here.]
The black mist gathered and took the form of a skinny troll.
He was as skinny as a corpse left in the desert, but he had a wicked wisdom that could not be hidden in his eyes. Horsha nodded at the appearance of a subordinate who was proficient in witchcraft.
[You can see it too. Two brave men who fought against the inferior race lost their lives. Prepare to commemorate their deaths and replenish your troops. However, since it is an exhibition, the funeral will be brief.]
[Is there any? But how many soldiers can I supplement?]
[Well…]
Watching him bow down in respect, Horsha inspected the dead men.
The number of surviving soldiers is 63.
The ability and obedience of the soldiers were sufficient. Horsha was determined.
[Bring all the soldiers from the farm. Combine with remaining troops to fill 200.]
About 220 by an estimate.
It was more than twice as many soldiers as the organization operated as a demonstration. At the same time, it was all of the troops Horsha had gathered.
If possible, I wanted to collect twice as much from now, but even if it wasn’t for my brother’s stupidity, it would be overkill to have more troops than this.
Their only drawback, superior to the lesser races, was their relative lack of stamina and the difficulty of replenishment arising from an inefficiently large diet.
However, with this number, it would be easy to get the northern part no matter how much the inferior races fought.
[Reorganize the troops under the SS. How long will it take?]
[Okay…]
The skinny troll wizard laughed horribly at the end of his thoughts.
[Half a day will suffice.]
If we do our best, supply will be difficult, but there is no problem.
Because the inferior races who were slower than them would have to hide in the walls and tremble.
Before their armies of cannibals, enemies and food were synonymous.
***
After running like a long-distance marathoner and returning, the noisy Pict-in village became louder.
[This bastard! I thought I was really behind this time!]
[You’re back alive! Good job!]
Dana, who was shouting something while being supported by her father-in-law, cried out in tears when I appeared. My father-in-law also had a similar face.
Maybe he was just about to go rescue me. I smiled.
[Have I done this once or twice? I guess I was alive and bounced and I was resting.]
[It’s easy to say, fuck you bastard. If it were you, would you have calmed down if I stayed there alone? When I thought someone was attacking our lab, the bastard ran with his eyes closed.]
[Kingchiman… Unlike me, he’s a bitch with eyes…]
[This fuck. Really behind. Really search for it!]
─Puck, puck! I, who was laughing while rubbing my shin on the crying Dana, hugged my Nunna and comforted her and said,
[Are other people fine? Fran?]
[I passed out. Unlike me, he struggled to get down and got hit in the back of the neck.]
[Oh my.]
It was an urgent situation, so you should understand.
It seemed necessary to go and wake me up and let me know that I came back intact.
[My sister is also resting. Father-in-law, will you evacuate right away?]
[Yes.]
She must have seen me and Dana exchanging her swear words, but the father-in-law didn’t particularly frown at her about that. It may be because it is not the situation to make such a point.
[I have already sent a quick-footed man to the nearest city, Alwyn. If they are driven out, they will take their wives and chieftains and continue down south like this, and if they are allowed to enter, they will fight there.]
[Will the lord kick you out? If it were me, I would think that even one combat agent was needed.]
[There is no need for us to bow down first. If you talk nonsense about ‘they brought the monster’, you’ll get tired. It would be more comfortable to say that I just gave a warning and came to pick up the village leader.]
[Oh, I see. You are wise.]
If we bow down first and then get nominated as the cause, we might be pushed aside as arrowheads risking our lives for no reason.
On the other hand, ‘You guys take care of yourself. What if you just say ‘We warned you’ and try to leave?
The lord would also come running in a hurry, bowing his head and pleading with him to fight with him.
Indeed, the husband of the head priest, who must have the most knowledge in the village, is not just anyone.
‘From our point of view, there is nothing to lose either way.’
Until now, the soldiers in the northern city, who had been entrusted with dealing with ogres and the like, didn’t seem to be of much help. If fighting, the main force would be the Picts and Winglings.
There is no meaningful backup other than the castle wall. It was right to make the relationship between the powers clear.
If you think about the intelligence of a young aristocrat, you might be able to make a joke that even your younger brother, the lord, could not imagine, but that was something you had to try. I nodded and went to Frank.
Both Dana and Fran suffered from mana poisoning and depletion at the same time, and their physical condition was beyond words. Spiritual wounds are difficult to heal.
The treatment that could be done here was to drink a decoction of herbs that are good for mental recovery.
Speaking from my personal point of view, this alone was worth stopping by the city. Even so, wouldn’t the official church do better with this kind of treatment?
[Franc. Wake up. Franc.]
I woke Fran with Dana. Fran’s long eyelashes twitched and her blue eyes blinked open.
[… Aren’t I dreaming? Nor, you’re back, right… ?]
[Hehe. Do not worry. If I die, I will come to you in my dreams every night.]
[Yes. If you see that he’s talking strangely, it’s Nor.]
Fran, who cut off her husband’s sweetness with the word ‘strange’, held my hand tightly. He didn’t even have the strength to get up from lying down.
[Franc. I’m going to evacuate like this. Going south, I met the scout of the village at the midway point, and decided whether to go to the city or go further down.]
[Yes… Those ogres, can we win against each other?]
[It won’t be easy. But if we run away, those who will only hide inside the walls will 100% die.]
It is similar to having about 100 bulldozers running at 200 km/h. It’s the same as the chariot troops, but I couldn’t expect that the walls would hold up to the extent that they were reinforced with mana and magic.
[Calling Veronica or the others to ask for more troops?]
Dana asked, but I shook my head.
[I should think about it. But it’s still too much.]
Shade, which can be contacted regardless of distance, also has disadvantages.
The biggest drawback is that you can only communicate in dreams.
In other words, even if I cover myself with the covers right now and growl, it is impossible for us to meet in a dream unless Veronica from Sargadis is snoring.
I decided to adjust my sleeping pattern so that I could be in regular contact, but it was still morning when the sun was still in the middle of the sky. The night is still far away.
Last night, I only told Veronica the coordinates of this place, and didn’t ask about the existence of the girl I met in the forest.
I now had a rough idea of the range of Veronica’s knowledge.
If you asked Veronica about her identity or name, which even the girl herself did not know, the chances of getting an answer were low. And the reason was that she didn’t want to cause unnecessary worry to her girls in Sargadis.
‘I really didn’t know that this would happen overnight.’
I’m not a prophet or a return hero, but I’m like, ‘100 ogres! If you get caught, you can do it!’
The kid also said, ‘Hey, there are so many ogres in the forest? Haha’ would you like it? C-Pal. Go or catch it. Uh?
Of course, even if I knew, it wouldn’t have made any sense.
The quickest way to keep in touch with other cities is when I fall asleep tonight.
[The scout is back. I think I will move to the city.]
While I was taking care of Fran, Lirua came to visit me. It seems that the city has also decided that it needs our help.
Suin, the blonde fox, looked at me and bowed her little head deeply.
[And thank you. If it weren’t for you, I’m sure some of the villagers would have died. It’s a town where all the young kids have left, but it’s not like there aren’t any young kids.]
[Let’s say thank you after you finish. That’s not good.]
Let’s stop making a double line that seems like someone will die. Damn ominously.
When I frowned, Lirua also calmly accepted.
[Okay. When the job is done, our village will reward you for your hard work. I don’t have much money, but there are things like weapons.]
[Weapon? There are only a few of you who are likely to be able to use weapons…]
I asked questions like small talk in order to calm the tension and the situation.
In these Berserks, hands were often transformed into animals. The warrior who used the weapon only saw that Bunny Boy Seafarm, so do you have a weapon you can proudly present as a reward?
At my words, Rirua shook her head.
[We can’t use it, but the ancestors brought it from their homeland to the temple halfway up the mountain… Relics? There is something called I’ll give it to you.]
[… A relic?]
I looked shyly in the direction of their village.
‘Come to think of it, why did the troll army attack the Winglins?’
They were good at tactical strategy.
Although it was a different world-style tactic, he used a method of narrowing the siege, and a protrusion tactic of suppressing the consumption of his soldiers by bumping the strongest master-level warrior against the opponent’s main force—I.
Did they attack the Winglins for no reason, just because they were on their way?
What if the purpose of those puppies was also to be a relic of the Winglings?
Normally, it would be a ridiculous idea to think about it, but it was a gut instinct to laugh at it as bullshit if the opponents were monsters who skillfully handled human words and wielded magical weapons.
‘Fuck. I hope not.’
I moved to the northern city of Alwyn, firing nutmeg into my heart.
No matter how the situation progressed, I had a feeling that a decisive battle in the north would be inevitable.
