Tsumi Kake Tensei Ryoushu no Kaikaku

Faster than the vigilante sieged the village, Holger led the ex-combatants off.

Do not use the streets, stick the forest in a straight line.

Holger keeps going through the woods with no way to get lost without even a beast path.

"Are you sure you're ahead of us?

The troop leader sounds suspicious.

Depressed, Holger nodded.

"It is equidistant from nearby villages, with nearby streets to allow camping and bring the fast horses to and from. Definitely ahead of us first. The problem is scale…"

Holger looks back at the former thief who follows him, grinning niggardly.

"What they should protect is the food they distribute to the vigilantes stationed in each village and the evacuees from the village. In other words, the power is divided between the food and the defensively equipped town that evacuated the villagers. Besides, your enemies should be pre-dispersed so they can surround us in a short time."

Even though Holger carefully explained it, the Force Leader didn't seem to understand it very well.

Bite it off any more and decide it's going to be hard work to explain, Holger tells them short.

"You don't expect to be attacked the other way by fifty combat experience."

I thought you might be traveling to the village.

"In that case, they prioritize assembly speed and leave bulky baggage behind. We'll say goodbye to the dumped baggage."

As he explains, Holger points to the depressed trees.

It's a cramped forest to move around with big baggage.

When the troop leader was convinced, he was contacted by a unit that was moving to disrupt the chaser.

"As my husband expected, I was there. We're in a creek up ahead."

"Okay, how many?

"About ten people."

Hearing the surrounding terrain in detail, Holger looked at the sky.

If we attack now, we will be able to move on to escape in the evening.

"We approach and assault without rest like this. You guys, let's put you up for a blood festival."

As Holger thrust his fist up, the former thieves willingly put up their weapons.

"Let's go!

Holger, who gave the decree, takes the initiative and rushes out.

The squad leader continued, further in the form of former thieves chasing after him.

Keep running, sheltering your face with your arms from stretched branches.

The opponent is just a vigilante who recruited from the civilian population, if it is advantageous even on the number, he will not lose.

The morale of the former thieves goes up.

When the creek came in sight, I found three figures waving wooden swords in the river plains to train.

Some people prepare meals away from home.

Gaps everywhere, words like that crossed Holger's brain.

He sets his aim for the three men who are working out with a weapon called a wooden sword at the bend, and Holger lifts his voice.

"Crush it!

About ten of the bloodthirsty former thieves pulled out of Holger and jumped out to the river plain with their weapons in place.

Stepping on the roundstone of the river plain, packed with distance in a breath, they wave down each weapon.

I should have struck a perfect surprise.

"─ That's a hassle."

A discouraged voice is dropped.

At the same time, the wooden sword flashed and jumped up the weapons of the former thief.

The former thieves were stunned by the speed and weight of the wooden sword, which they did not anticipate, and checked the faces of the users of the wooden sword and were terrified.

Lightly equipped with leather on burnt out skin, a strong soldier using a beautiful wood sword packed tightly.

There is no stranger in Count Sola's territory.

"─ Flame Squad!?

"Why are you here!?

The former thief man, who cried out for his identity, was struck in the belly by a wooden sword that would become, and fell into the ground.

The Flamethrower flips his right leg to the axis on the spot and continues to cut the wooden sword upside down.

He was an ex-combatant who rushed to take it with iron, but he didn't have the skill to exchange it before the speed of the wooden sword.

A wooden sword is slammed into the right lateral abdomen, and the force falls out of the hand holding the iron beam.

There was no time to raise his distressed voice, and a relentless kick was sucked into the dovetail, a feather that forced him to exhale.

"I'm glad you're empty in the stomach."

A flamethrower slapped the wooden sword against the former thief's right shoulder with a light mouth.

Holger stops his leg on a unilateral storm of violence that took place in front of him.

I didn't go into darkness in time for the Flamethrower.

Because the ten bloodthirsty men who popped up earlier were returned by only three flamethrowers.

When he realized there was no one to leave, he looked behind him, and the former thieves stared at his fallen and lying companion.

A flamethrower takes the wooden sword on his shoulder and opens his mouth.

"Sora's right, you've come hungry."

"If you come this way, the commander will turn his head just a little bit, was it"

"At the time we're in position, it doesn't look like we're turning around."

He slapped a light mouth at each other and one of the flamethrowers blew a whistle he lowered around his neck.

A tall noise rang long and, when interrupted, the whistle sounded like a reply from the vicinity after a short time.

Realizing that he had been summoned to his company, Holger rushed his stopped head to work.

Overall the number and direction of whistle sounds heard seemed already surrounded.

When Holger is analyzing the situation, the former thieves suddenly make a scene.

Turning his gaze to see what caused it, Holger was stunned.

Two men are coming.

One is a creature that has lost its human taste, with so many burn marks all over its body that it is strange to be alive.

The man, wrapped in the smell of flames and heat, carries a wooden sword with fine scratches.

Even Holger, who only knows the Flame Squad by rumors, notices at a glance.

The kind of man who emerges from this flaming hell is the captain, Gorge, who binds the flaming squad.

The man walking alongside Gorge with an overwhelming presence was also different.

White fangs popped out of the top and bottom of my lips, my connected eyes are huge, and I'm running blood.

The red skin, unlikely to be human, appears to be burning, with conical horns growing from the forehead.

The skinny man wearing such a horrible design mask was no less creepy and intimidating than Gorge.

Holger shuddered for a moment at the unexpected encounter and hoisted the end of his mouth the next moment.

"I don't know why you're here, but I missed you, Count Sola!

Holger's words triggered and the former thieves saw the masked man in unison.

If there is a life-saving hand in this situation that is being besieged, it is to overthrow the opponent's commander and cause him to lose control.

Holger pointed to the masked man and tried to give an attack instruction, then,

"I can't help being resisted."

Gorge groans in a sigh and pulls out a bronze sword.

Between moments, a dazzling light emanated from the bronze sword, which struck the holgers.

The former thieves, caught at Holger's fingertips and watching the masked man standing next to Gorge, are blinded by a flash of intense light and hold their eyes.

Holger was no exception, sheltering his eyes from sudden light.

A mighty chill rushes through the spine of Holger, who recognized his body, its posture, which moved in reflexes.

Yes, the Holgers right now...

"─ That's a lot of space."

A flamethrower's voice sewed between the holgers like the wind.

In dazzled vision, the dull sound of screaming and beating meat into Holger's ears, the heavy sound of the flesh falling to the ground intermittently arrives.

Even the boundaries of his own body were obscure, but all the terribly vivid sounds filled the field.

Even if you want to escape, your vision never recovers in dazzle.

If you are driven backwards by fear, the feel of soft meat behind your shoes.

I stepped on my fallen companion.

The fact suggested that someone had defeated his people right around the corner.

"─ Where are you going?

Called to a deep ragged voice, Holger hurriedly turned his face toward his voice.

The first thing my gradually returning vision saw was a flaming soldier that I don't even think is a thing in the world.

The soldier, wearing a fist with burn marks, hunts for his prey.

With a monstrous grin.

"I've got a lot to ask you, but let's just... let it sink in."

Shortly after Gorge separated the words, Holger was fisted in the face and fell backwards.

Holger holds his nose down as he feels the feel of the damp ground on his back.

I knew without having to clear my ears. I can't hear you screaming anymore.

Fifty former thieves were powerless in a matter of seconds.

"... don't try it"

Whimpering small, Holger looks at the masked man.

"Count Rotten, you win. Die."

The masked man bowed his head as he panicked as Holger threw ill at the throw.

"Shh, excuse me. Different person!"

"... ha?

Holger frowns.

The masked man with his head up reached for the mask in a restless manner and took it off.

It was a man who seemed so weak that he showed up.

"Ya, I'm Kol, head of the boarding house union. I don't know what to say, but I'm really sorry."

Seeing Pekopeko and Kol lowering his head, Holger weakens.

I realized that Sora had run around thinking she wasn't even here.

"I won't try..."

Holger looked up at the sunset sky and squeaked again.