Another World Transfer in Game Character

The Earl of Wellington had heard a report from a secret detective, who had immediately packed his bags and was flying out of the King's capital Kilmar.

Reports delivered to him indicate that a 'mysterious explosion' occurred at a meeting where union conservatives gathered and that all the nobles who were participating were bombed.

This can't be an accident. The meeting that day was a thing to hear reports of Kennel shipping, the Keyan Brewery, and the assassination of Mayor Yumil.

If this was a deliberate accident, there is no way the executors would have missed out on those who were not part of it.

Viscount Myles, who was now another non-participant, was already out of touch.

The next thing you'll be after is definitely yourself. Wellington, so convinced, had fled south to escape the demon hand of the assassination.

The Druze Republic of the South has been invaded by the Kennel Empire and is in the process of being rebuilt. In the midst of that confusion, it is difficult to say that the eyes of the Union are also complete.

A glance at the northern sanctuary within this continent, arguably the only place out of the Union's sight.

All this was a fact that even Serra, one of the assassins, did not know.

"I didn't expect the enemy to hit me so fast..."

Wellington bites his thumbnail as he is rocked by a luxurious carriage. This is a habit he does when he's pissed off, but there's no one else in the carriage, so there's nothing to be blamed for.

There were escort knights following six horsemen around the carriage.

Both carriage horses and horseback riding are running at full speed, so they will probably be useless by the time they reach Talhan in the south.

Still, to see how fast the enemy moves, it doesn't mean it's too late.

The horse's health has been spared to be caught up by his enemies and his life has been lost, and so on.

"Yeah, you're going faster! Talhan is the dominion of Leggle, pass as fast as you can!

"Ha, sorry! But at this rate, we can't even reach Talhan."

"I know. If you get to the city, you can buy a horse. Fly as fast as you can."

"Ha!"

In the kingdom of Kirmila, which has a hippocampal territory, if you are to seek asylum to the south, you must first pass through Talhan.

Of course there are hands through the meadows, but it's pretty hard to step through the meadows with a carriage with wheels.

It was a well-known fact for those in this world that long, sturdy grass tangled in wheels and axles, making carriages useless.

When it comes to well-maintained streets, shaking can be considerable if you walk at such a rate.

That drastically shreds Wellington's health as well as the one on board.

Force the barren night camp to stay overnight, then run the carriage again the next morning.

By this time, the horse had also erupted bubbles from his mouth, and the limits were becoming visible.

"Damn, there's already a horse..."

"Yeah, do something!

Hearing the sorrowful voice of your lord, he pulls open the window of the carriage and yells.

Even though he says he's on a luxuriously decorated carriage in the first place, it's a growing burden on horses.

"Ha, but......!

As he tried to answer Wellington's voice, he abruptly stopped the carriage.

Wellington conceived the move as an enemy attack for a moment, but it actually seems to be the effect of the horse reaching its limit.

Shortly after stopping, one of the two-headed carriage horses falls overturned and starts to blow bubbles and cramp.

If he had fallen while running, the carriage could have gotten up on the horse and damaged the wheel or axle.

If I did poorly, it could have been horizontal. It can be said that this saved your life by the exact judgment of your Lord.

But Wellington didn't take such circumstances seriously.

"Come on, that's it"

"What!? I don't know what to do!

"But this horse is no longer in use. We have to get a replacement horse."

"Yeah, you useless scum horse! Yes, connect your horse instead!

"Ha? No, but then there's the escort..."

Suddenly, Wellington pressed the knight of the escort to give up his horse, and the knight could not hide his confusion.

This place is still halfway down the street. It takes days on foot to reach the city of Talhan.

They will also have to walk on their backs with night tools and the like loaded on horses, which will force them to suffer considerably.

It's not like anyone wants to send such a forcible army. Not to mention for reasons that aren't my fault.

But he, too, could not refuse this order because he was a blood muscle that had served the Count's family.

In the form of disapproval, the horse is switched to a carriage and becomes a walking body.

Another knight, too, was feathered to be unloaded, because one had already reached its limit.

They still had more leeway because horseback riding with people and night tools was lighter than horses pulling carriages.

"Okay, don't hold on to this for a while. Hurry up, we've had extra time."

"Yes!

Receiving Wellington's voice, your man puts a whip in the horse again.

Leaving two knights behind, the carriage began walking again.

Reduce the number by two, follow the knights of the four horsemen and the carriage reaches Talhan.

So I left the city again without wandering around the gold coins, making payments, changing horses, and staying overnight.

The city of Talhan is the home of the regull that rivals them, as well as Yumil's separate residence.

Staying here for a long time was not a fatal injury.

Then two days. Trying to throw away horses and knights, Wellington continued to run south.

No sign of the Guardian Knight already. They are no longer able to follow because they have taken their horses and are feathers to return to the city of Talhan on foot.

"The sacrifice was huge, but could we somehow reach Morias?

"Yes. At this rate, I thought I'd arrive tomorrow morning."

"To answer the knights' thoughtlessness, we must rise again."

I had already exhausted my spare horse, but it was a sign that I could somehow reach the southern city of Morias.

Though Wellington raised his voice as if he had mourned his lost men, this is simply drunk on himself.

Your man, too, had witnessed his madness when he took his men's horses, so he already knew their nature.

Morias is a large city in the south, as well as a city dominated by the aristocrat Libi-Elden, both of whom have pipes.

It was originally a city that could be described as an enemy faction, but at the same time hosted a large number of refugees in the fighting, and its chaos was still a city that remains.

If disputed by that confusion, it would be safer than Talhan.

Here we change horses again, and if we leave the city, the Druze Republic lies ahead. Union surveillance becomes extremely weak.

He was equally relieved that he had no longer escaped, and now he was slowing down and running to keep his horse in strength.

"Damn, this is what happens because I give you extra hands..."

Keeping yourself in favor of assassination, Wellington is as bad as every person.

Though he was aware of it, he does not return any words in particular for the sake of protection.

Even with him, Wellington already felt it was time to hang up. He's running away with the money, but there's little chance he'll recover.

When I entered Druze territory and exhaled, I was going to beg for free.

"That's... what?

But it is only his desire. Reality wasn't so sweet.

The man discovers the black stain floating offshore and leaks his voice unexpectedly.

Wellington also opened the window so that the voice could catch him, peering into the sea.

Surrounded by cliffside streets. The left side of the road faces the sea, while the left side is blocked by a cut cliff.

It is one of the few difficulties that leads south from Talhan.

Huge floats existed at sea facing its streets.

Iron chunks, no. Iron castle beauty floating in the sea.

The immensity is understandable so that it is hundreds of meters away from the shoreline.

There is only one person in this world with such a giant ship.

"No way - Tamon!

Yumil and Keiyan are not the only assassins.

Although its existence was not known, the fact that Yumil had a torpedo also meant that it had been passed on to Tamon.

Then you can't be not in this retaliatory play. Tamon in particular has a deep grudge against union conservatives.

The streets on this shoreline were also a great place to raid for Tamon.

"And let it fly! Fly the carriage with the intention of dying!

"Yes!

Tamon's ability to attack is so well known that unionists don't like it.

An attack that could even change the terrain was so destructive that it could not be made in this world.

Not to mention that giant castle floating in that ocean was huger than any ship I'd ever seen before.

"Kii, prepare the main guns for simultaneous fire."

Tamon sitting on the bridge harshly tells.

Battleship Kii. A phantom supercrossbow-class battleship designed with the concept of a ship that transcends Yamato and did not reach completion. It's just a fantastic product, with no material even left behind.

It was also Tamon's trump card, allowed to exist because it was a game.

If we had used this ship for naval warfare off the coast of Talhan, it would not have been free with a yumil.

But this ship also has its drawbacks, of course.

That's so fuel-efficient that you want to scream. At the time when we were squeezed out of the Union and struggling to raise resources, it was a ship that could not operate at all.

"Target, carriage on the street. This close range, don't take it off."

"Of course, Admiral."

A woman's voice answers Tamon's voice. But that figure doesn't exist. Because the Lord of Voices is this battleship itself.

The cannon swirls and captures the shoreline. The carriage increased speed somewhat, within the margin of error. There's no way I'm going to extend my escape.

- Shoot him.

In response to Tamon's voice, the ship's main cannon, a fifty-first centimeter cannon, erupted simultaneously.

The roar just broke the tympanic membrane, and the hull leans heavily. The hull was about to roll over to the recoil of too much power.

And by the time the hull was re-held, the shells had already pierced the shoreline.

Out-of-digit massive attacks and explosions occur. Of course, in its vicinity, Wellington carriages also existed.

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!?

"Hih, no, no, no, no!

Though it was not a direct hit, Wellington and his lord scream at the aftermath of the nearest bullet.

From a distance, there's no way a carriage the size of a bean grain can hit a direct bullet.

But even the nearest bullet alone changes the terrain in the aftermath, and the carriage is swallowed up by the waves of dirt and sand that push it over.

Neither Wellington nor you have the means to denounce it.

Besides, not one shell was fired in. Three series of 51 cm cannons. A total of nine shots fell from the rain.

People and horses can't be safe. Besides...

"Second shot, ready. Shoot."

Tamon directs a relentless pursuit.

Once again, the shells are released and the target point is crushed to a fine piece of wood dust.

Then again, the shoreline had completely changed its shape with a total of three degrees of simulation.

The shoreline has completely disappeared and shattered rocks have become dust and sand and deposited.

The carriage that existed there, of course, has no trace.

Even if it had escaped a direct hit, it would have been polished by the shock wave of the landing and the pressing dirt sand, without skin completeness, and without a single stain of blood remaining.

"Well, I didn't know you were still going to give me a little over this period. Is it that union pus isn't so easy to get out of?

Watch the ruined cliffs with the kind of eyes you see trash and give your thoughts to throw up.

In its eyes remained the same dark light that once invaded Talhan.

Just as Wellington resented the Yummils, so did he, because he also remained unable to dispel his resentment of the union.

"I'm going home. Let's leave it to Yumil."

Declaring so, Kii begins his head back at a slow rate.

This is how the Yumil assassination riots ended with the complete elimination of the mastermind.