Trinitas Mundus

Saint Rei held a spear in his right hand and wandered through the deep woods.

Already more than an hour after he wakes up, the sun he sees through the forest trees is gradually rising in altitude.

(I don't know the time from the position of the sun, but I guess it's only in the morning because the sun is going up. I don't want to reveal a night in these woods... I need to find a settlement or a person at all costs...)

If he met a traveler in this figure, he would be wary, and he was anxious to see if the words would make sense in the first place. But more than that, I was in a hurry for this situation where there was just one person in the woods.

Wandering, I was thinking about what was going on.

(If it wasn't a dream, I would have gotten lost in another world, like Light Novell, or timeslipped. I don't know how much this gear is, but I'm pretty sure it's a good fit close to being fully armed... now if the word doesn't make sense, you'll never be trusted, and it could kill you the worst... even if it's a dream, it would hurt more when it kills you because it hurt that much just because you fell...)

My leg was taken by the roots of the tree earlier and I felt quite a bit of pain when I fell. Now I was certain it wasn't a dream.

He still had no sense of reality. Though I think I have more serious things to think about, I have yet to throw out the possibility that it is a dream.

But he seemed to feel himself in danger and desperately thought he needed to do something about it.

More wandering through the woods.

Still no settlements, no roads found.

The sounds you hear from around you are the sound of the wind shaking the trees and the sounds of the birds, and the roaring of the animals you hear from time to time.

(When I saw the trunk of the tree earlier, there were sharp claws. At least there are "Higuma" class animals... I've only seen beasts in zoos I went to when I was a kid. I don't know what to do...... and I'm thirsty. I wonder if there's any water somewhere?

Although there was a small puddle of water, I was looking for a beautiful spring or stream when I just couldn't drink that kind of water. But there was no sign of water at all as to whether he was walking in a bad direction.

Then he keeps walking further and takes a break where he's snagged.

He was completely unaware. to the anomaly that he has been walking in the heavily up-and-down woods for more than three hours with heavy equipment.

of the original world. He was weak from childhood and left school quite often until he became a junior high student. Worried about it, his parents wouldn't force him, and because of that, he rarely played outside or played sports with friends. Naturally I don't like to move my body and have rarely walked long.

The fact that he hasn't noticed a change in his body may be due to this unusual situation, but it may still be that the deep psychology of wanting to escape reality is at work.

After a while, I heard screams similar to the screams of several people from afar, riding in the wind.

(If it's a different world trip, a traveler being attacked by a bandit or a monster is a temple, what do we do? I have trouble getting attacked close to being bad...)

I thought about stopping him from approaching once, but he also felt strongly that he didn't want to wander the woods alone like this. He decided to force himself to give reasons and get closer to the one who spoke.

(If you listen to people here, you might understand the story, so let's get closer so they don't notice? Fortunately this armor is made of metal but hardly makes any noise so if it doesn't fail you won't even be noticed......)

He approaches carefully.

I hear more than one man screaming, and even more the laughter of the despicable men.

Gradually, as the voice became clearer, it was found that the words were apparently heard.

"Hey! No more, surrender. I'm gonna make you look so cute."

A young woman's voice screams back at the voices of men laughing raggedly.

"Shut up! You're going to kill me after I've offended you anyway! I'll resist you to the end if you want me to!

As he peered in from the shade of the tree, there was a trampled path through which one carriage was stopped.

There were nearly twenty men in leather armor around the carriage, and at their feet several humans in metal armor were falling in the blood all around.

(I didn't come here... definitely like a bandit or a bandit. What to do......)

My feet tremble rattled with fear, and when I move now, I can't move off the spot when I think I'm going to sound like some kind of clap. Also, I had no choice but to look at the carriage because I don't know when they would come near me if I hadn't seen the bandits.

Half a dozen girls - blonde girls in blue dresses - have been dragged out of the bandits' hedges rampantly.

The screams of young women echo in the wild voices of bandit-like men. Unlike the woman's voice earlier, it was a younger, younger, younger voice.

"No! Get off me! Father! Help!"

The voice desperately asks for help, and I hear a fatherly man as if to respond to it.

"Let go of my daughter, Oriana! I'll do as much money as I want. Please..."

With one of the bandits lifting the girl's jaw, he grinned in a favorable way,

"Ugh! Get this cute little lady to deal with us. I'm not going to kill you. Plenty of cuteness, then I'll sell you out somewhere, so don't worry."

She cries toward the carriage, and the carriage continues to hear her wish for her father's life.

(Oh, there's nothing I can do... to me... I feel like I felt the same way somewhere. I don't want to! I don't want to abandon you! ……

Thanksgiving was annoyed by helplessness and watched the sight with a twitch of thought.

But looking at the sight, I realized that I had another memory in my memory.

Emotions gradually fell out of his eyes, and to his eyes the appearance of the bandits turned into that of an ugly demon. And the figure of the withdrawn girl also turns into that of the people she once loved.

So his consciousness turned white and his memory broke off here.

He put up his spear unconsciously and began a violent assault on the bandits.

Soon on on his left hand he could have a dazzling spear of light - a stick of light about one and five meters long and three centimeters thick - and when he waved that hand, the spear of light pierced the chest of the man who pulled the girl out.

Didn't notice his sudden attack, the man said, "GUGE! screams," and remains deadly.

The bandits are surprised by the sudden raiders, who emerge for a moment, but have only one, so they regain their calm immediately.

"What? Oh, my God! I don't care, kill him!

A large, chief-like man commands his men to do so.

Once again, his men move to surround themselves, wary of the silver knight who created the magical spear.

From behind it, two bandits with bows release arrows at him.

The arrows released fly straight to his chest, but both slapped down with spears on his right hand, producing a magical arrow on his left hand on the contrary, releasing it towards the two bowmen.

The magical arrow was piercing the bowmen's throats, slicing their necks in half, while they were piercing the big tree behind them.

"Don't let him use magic! Surround and chop it up!

To seal the magic, the leader of the bandit commands his men to surround him, and the men who heard the order will kill him.

In no time there will be a hedge of bandits around him.

He holds the spear in his right hand with both hands and attacks the bandits in a motion that looks like he's going to rip it off.

If you look closely, the tip of that spear appears to shine orange and possess some power.

The leather armor the bandits were wearing was helpless against their spears and into the spear range. The unlucky bandits were torn off their necks and arms, thrust through their chests and killed one after the other.

"Mm, I can't! Haunted! Ahhh!"

The bandits lose their will and fall behind, but he runs through the bandits like lightning, raising blood smoke.

The chief realized that we could not win if we had properly interacted,

"Can they kill these guys! Drop your weapons!," he says, poking his sword at the pulled out girl and her father - a middle-aged man in brilliant clothes.

But did he not have the sword in his eyes, with his left hand he created a disc of light - a thin disc about fifty centimetres in diameter, which he threw towards the chief.

The chief was surprised by the action, and shortly after dodging it, his torso was cut in a circle. Only a surprise look stuck on that face.

The bandits who have lost their chief start to run, disturbing their calculations.

He kills one at a time with magic and a spear in his right hand as he pursues the escaping bandits.

When he exterminated the bandits, his body was painted with blood and his white gear was repainted with deep red.

In a small voice, he muttered, "Captain... everyone... now we've done it right... now..." before falling into the ground like a doll with a broken thread.

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Ashley Marcut is a famous female mercenary around here, wearing metal armor and using a large two-handed sword.

Her father, Hamish Markat, also led a relatively famous mercenary regiment within the Kingdom of Lax, where she also learned swordsmanship and other martial arts from a young child and fought together as a mercenary for seven years from the time of fifteen.

He was independent of his father's mercenary regiment about a year ago, performing mercenary and adventurer work as a solo, and this time he was also requested as an escort to Baron Atley, the king's capital of the Kingdom of Sartooth, Rauls, especially his son.

The journey was perfectly peaceful, and until the very beginning of his return from Laurus, he was well on his way without anything in particular. But two days ago, the knights of the Baron Territory fell into an unexplained disease. Anxiety in knights, which had been reduced to only five, had led him to hire ten mercenaries in the town along the way and to enter the territory in a few moments.

The forest was deep around here, and there were times when the Warcraft were defeated, but a carriage protected by a dozen escorts should have allowed them to safely escape through the forest.

It's just a logic made up under the premise that mercenaries don't betray each other, and this time the mercenaries they hired became their biggest enemies.

Normally there is little chance that a mercenary hired in a mercenary guild would betray him on such a escort mission. Whatever the battlefield is, because if you deliberately break your escort contract, you'll be able to turn your chase away from your guild.

Sometimes, the Baron was alarmed, as well as the knights of the escort.

He walked into the woods and guided the bandits in anticipation of when the crowd was gone.

By the time she realized, the knights of the escort had been surprised by the mercenaries, killed or seriously wounded dying.

The bandits, who saw how it was, emerged from the woods and pulled the barons from the carriage.

She is called to surrender from a like-looking bandit's chief-like man, but resists that she is determined to be killed after being humiliated.

I think that some of the bandits would be taken on the road when they were also resisted by her, the user of the Rigid Sword, and because one of those unlucky ones had no intention of becoming herself, there was no one to go on and try to get close to her.

A knight wrapped in silver armor from the rear of the bandits attacked the bandits as they tried to humiliate the baron's daughter, Oriana, if it didn't come to light.

At first she was happy that the rescue had appeared, but the succeeding newcomer did not appear, just one person without any help, desperate once again for the appearance of a knight entering.

(What a waste...... I don't know how confident you are, but I didn't expect you to go in without any measures against this much difference in power...)

She thought so, but was stunned to see the knight wrap the magic of light around her left hand.

(Rumor has it you're Luke's Saint Knight!? The priests say a thousand on one horse, but are you armed enough to manage by yourself?

The answer was given immediately.

As the knight threw the spear of light at the bandits, two bandits fell in an instant.

When you try to surround them and defeat them, now you have magic flowed over the spear of the industry in your right hand, or the cross shaped tip starts to glow orange.

And every time he waves the spear, the bandits are slashed and torn apart. The bandits' leather armor showed so much cleavage that they had no use at all in front of the spear.

(What's that spear? Or is that knight's moves awesome? Isn't it like a mythical brave...)

He wrapped his shining armor around silver and seemed worthy of being a warrior of God, waving a shining spear.

(If this is the Holy Knight, the propaganda of the fanatics of the Light God that the use of the Light God is invincible is not an error though...)

Every time a knight waves a spear, there are more bodies of bandits. The morale of the bandits who saw it diminishes, and the bandits who are near them rise back.

She couldn't help but think of this as a one-of-a-kind opportunity to stab the bandits in front of her and try to get closer to the barons.

That's when the bandit's leader takes the barons hostage and tries to disarm the knights, it's in his eyes.

(Damn it! Didn't you make it? How does that knight work...... I guess the Holy Knight would throw away his weapon......)

Her prediction was that the knight was supposed to throw away his weapon. But the anticipation betrayed me greatly. He activated the magic of light again.

The next time the magic was a circle of light, he unleashed the circle towards the chief.

In a flash of events, while even she could not move, the chief's torso was literally cut into rings by its ring of light.

(There was no stray. Didn't you try to help us?

She thought inexplicably of the knight's actions, but now decided to focus on defeating the bandit, a threat in front of her.

(If that knight strikes, there is no way to prevent it. Seeing where you're not attacking us, you could at least consider yourself an ally now......)

The Silver Knight was stained with deep red by the blood of the bandits.

Without worrying about it, he kills one bandit after another, trying to escape, without changing his expression.

The baron beside him solidifies with a look of amazement and fear in his appearance. Fortunately, the baroness had lost her mind and had not seen its miserable appearance.

If I had seen it, her spirit, which was just a girl, could have caused an anomaly.

It's not been long enough since the knight showed up. But in just a few moments the bandits had been wiped out.

And after he whined something small, he fell into depression.

She asks how the knight is as she guards around.

And I decided to ask my employer, the Baron, what to do with him.

"What should I do with that knight? Honestly, I don't want to get too close..."

The Baron hasn't recovered from the upset yet, but he hears what she has to say and soon regains his calm.

"He's a benefactor of life, he is. I don't know about your identity, but you can't just throw it away here. Plus, we still have a half-day trip to the city of Morton. Wouldn't it be safe if he escorted us?"

She shrugged, but was not yet in the mood. As it was, I wondered if it would be safer to drive away in a carriage, but I had no choice but to approach the knight because there was not enough material to defy the words of my employer.