Wortenia Senki

Night of April 15, 2813, Western Continental Calendar [gaze]:

"Hey... what's wrong with my eyes?

When he squeals like that, the man takes his eyes off the telescope in his hand. And I couldn't believe the sight I saw myself and rubbed my lid with my hands many times.

His hair, which continues to be exposed to the sea breeze, turns pale brown, and his skin is burning red and black in the sun because of strong sunlight. He's a skilled sailor, no matter where you look from. And that's the same for the aft man who takes the rudder of this little ship. If you stop by them, there is a strong tidal scent on their noses from their bodies. As a result of their long time spent at sea. And with the smell of the tide, it's the smell of iron-smelling blood that dissipates from their bodies. It was a sign that these two weren't regular sailors.

"No, I have the same thing in my eyes... but I can't believe my eyes."

A man holding the rudder at the stern answers, staring at the coastline.

Men who have lived in the sea for decades, albeit reconnaissance from the sea plains more than 2 km from the coastline. The two sights are also highly regarded by their peers. Both of them doubted their eyes together.

Cape protruding into the sea like a bull's horn. What you can see from between its corners was the town, no matter how you look at it. No, maybe it's no exaggeration to say a little small port city.

As if resisting the darkness of the night, the harbor was raging and there was no shortage for the two to ascertain the whole harbor.

"But wow... is this really possible?

"There won't be any possibilities or shit. It's more than that in front of me..."

Yes, the man at the stern threw up.

"That's true, though. What am I supposed to say to your head? You're never gonna believe this. Talk like this."

It's an incredible story to have the real thing in front of you right now. I just reported it as it is, and I don't think you can believe it. That's why they say you must have drunk, drank and dreamed about it.

"That's why you... are you willing to report a lie to your head? If you do, they'll peel off the raw skin and use it as bait?

They are private sentences as brutal as their own hair. Show-off sentences imposed on transgressors and traitors. In fact, several humans are feeding on this brutal private sentence.

The scene of the past came to mind, and he shivered unexpectedly.

"Then what am I supposed to do!? You're not human resources, either, are you?

I understand the ruthlessness of my head by staining myself. Especially if he never forgives his men for their lies.

That's why I can't believe myself if I report it as it is. I very much don't think you can talk to others and believe me.

(Shit! What a poor lottery you pulled)

If you are a bystander, nothing is wrong. If you laugh with your nose that you're unlucky, you can do it. But not if you're a party. It involves my life.

"There's only one way. We'll have to get up to that cape first thing tomorrow morning and make sure it's closer."

"Are you insane? The only thing I've been ordered to do with my head is see how it goes, okay?

If you disobey the orders of your head, you will be baited by a bamboo. That's their code. But the man at the stern shook his head to the side.

"Either way, I'm going to be baited as I am now. Then shouldn't we look into reliable information, even if it's against the life of your head? Or do you want to get out of here?

"Silly me...... there's no way I can get away with a boat like this"

Their boat is one of the smaller boats equipped for landing. I don't have a problem travelling along the coast, but it's impossible to sail a long distance. First, there is only one day's worth of water and food left. Only one way back to the mother ship anchored in the northern bay.

If this is a normal place, you don't have to worry so much, but this is also known as the Waltenian Peninsula. If you land in a bad place, you'll just feed off the monster Monster. It is a place isolated from the power of the country, so they do not have to worry about captivity by police officers. But at the same time, they can only interact with the outside world by limited means.

"Then there's only one way. If you give me a reason for being a chicken, I'm not going anywhere."

That's what the aft man said, he shrugged his shoulders and showed them.

"Is that really what you think?

"Do you have any other options?

Returned with a question to the question, the man gets stuck in words. He also fully understands that he has no other choice.

The problem is that you don't want a very bright future whichever way you choose. When he dropped his gaze to his feet, he shut up.

(Shit! Either way, we... but hey, ignore the head orders. But do we have to check)

Huh.

I sighed loudly, and the man looked up.

"Okay. Pull the ship over to the cape. We can get to shore before nightfall."

A man at the stern pulls up an anchor when he nods silently at the man's voice. The ship moved quietly towards the shore.

"This guy... our mistake or whatever. I can't believe it, how the hell did you do this in such a short time..."

The two men, boated to the northern cape, climbed the slopes all over the darkness of the night. And breathe unexpectedly in the township lit up by the burning fire.

"Town? No, it's about a small regional city..."

All the western coastlines are repaired with cobblestone and have full function as a port. On the east side, a deep moat was dug, drawing in the river water flowing to the north, completely separating the city from the forest. On the south side, you can see the shadows like walls.

Even if it is not complete, its function as a port city is likely to be fulfilled in full. But if that's all, they won't be surprised this far.

The problem is that this is the magic of the Waltenian Peninsula, and the city that spreads under this eye was created at least two months ago here.

"Is that a stone? At least it's not a tree...... how the hell did you build it? You brought him in from Ipilos? No way... but how else?"

There was a grunt coming from the mouth of a man peeking into the telescope.

From the top of the ocean, there was an extraordinary amount of information available, but the doubts deepened the other way around.

If everything is wooden, I can still understand it. If you even meditate on the question of how you secured your workforce in this demonic realm, the surrounding forest is depressed. Never impossible. However, when stone is used, this becomes a problem.

There are mountains as tall as they surround this bay, but no matter how you look at them, they don't seem like the kind of terrain that can create a stone-cutting field.

I can't even think of cutting it out of the rocks on the coast, but there's something called limits nonetheless.

Besides, if the speculation is correct, there must be no stone cuttings near the coast, but that's not happening anywhere.

If so, it is normal to assume that it has been transported from some city, but unfortunately this is not a normal place. The streets leading to Ipilos were not yet maintained and it was very impossible to transport materials or anything else. No, it may be possible if you put a large unit on the escort, but if that's the case, you can't possibly not hear from the guys lurking in Ipilos.

"Take the sea... No, then we shouldn't have noticed"

The man who was taking the rudder asks himself, as if to answer a man's grunt.

As he thought, it would be possible to say that we would use the sea route, but it would still not be possible to build a sprawling city in front of us once or twice. And if such a large fleet had been formed, there was no way they wouldn't have noticed.

In any case, it has caught a net-like vigilance net to the adjacent waters, and the ships sailing have, of course, been eyeing surveillance to the towns present in the coastal areas.

"Shit! What's going on? That bastard's been on the peninsula less than two months now, huh? How can we build a city like this in such a short time?"

There was force in my hand grabbing the telescope.

It was more than six months ago that my companions dived into Ipilos reported that the Waltenian peninsula had been given to the nobles.

Having heard its report, they grinned at its nobility.

It just seemed like a dream story to them to make this peninsula their territory, so much so that they didn't like the environment on the peninsula.

In fact, the nobility who received the peninsula did not intend to enter the peninsula at any time after his arrival in Ipilos.

When they heard about it, they took it for granted. It was good to have it, but I noticed that there was no fine dust such as its value as a territory, so I thought it would stay in Ipilos.

But they were wrong. They are spoken eloquently above all by the sprawling city in front of them.

"I'm going home... I don't know if you can believe me, but I have to tell you what I saw..."

Cold sweat drips down my spine. The hand holding his telescope was trembling.

He had no idea what he was afraid of.

As they rush down the Cape to escape, they embark on a small boat that was berthed in the rocks, taking the path north for their mother ship.

So they didn't notice. To the presence of those who ask about their trends from within the darkness…

The night dawns and the morning sun illuminates the town.

Brilliantly cooked to avoid the raid of the monster Monster, the fireworks ended their role.

"Good morning. Master Ryo Shin."

"Oh, good morning, Laura. Anything wrong?

Around a little past 5am if it's time, though the night has dawned. It's still early time to get out of the bet. But Ryo Jan answered with a clear voice as if she had already been aware of Laura's visit.

"Blooming Night is Coming"

"Did you eat the prey?

With its words alone, Ryo Jin anticipated exactly what had happened. Instead of saying that, he's been preparing for over a month for that, so he'll have trouble eating me for bait.

"Probably."

Listening to Laura answering pale, Liang Zhen smiles badly at people.

"Then why don't you just go clean the peninsula?"

Laura nodded silently at Liang Zhen's grunt.