CH 56

The escort who had just lost his head collapses.

When I saw that scene, I couldn’t help but let out a stupid voice. I could not see the movement of the man who looked like a bandit.

Perhaps this bandit is a “former” adventurer who committed a crime and was stripped of his adventurer qualifications. And of a high rank.

However, our escort also has a highly skilled mercenary that I paid a lot of money to hire. In the past, he caused trouble with his employer, a nobleman, and killed the nobleman’s private army. He became a wanted man and escaped from a neighboring country to Storia. This guy can even compete with a holy knight. So no matter how strong this bandit is, there is no way he can be defeated.

An escort with a spear steps toward the bandit. The bandit is on defensive because of his brilliant spear handling. I was right to hire that man…just when I was thinking that, for some reason, the attacking escort moved back. What are you doing, you could have pushed them that way.

However, at this time, I felt something strange about the two of them.

The supposedly aggressive escort is sweating profusely and retreating with a panicked look on his face, while the bandit slowly approaches the escort with a ferocious smile on his face.

Wh-what is this? Weren’t you attacking?

At that moment, another group of escorts slashes at the bandit from both sides and behind. Yes, it was not necessary for them to fight one-on-one, as they were not knights. The escort with the spear in front also moves. As expected, it would not be possible to prevent attacks from all sides.

But

The next moment, the movement of the escorts who were about to slash at the bandit stopped, and all four of them fell to the ground.

What happened? Why did the escorts who launched the attack fall down? It was as if by magic… No, there was no way that bandit could use magic… I thought for a moment that the escorts were dead, but they seemed to be alive as they were still wriggling on the ground.

“… Huh!?”

Then, unbelievably, the bandit decapitates the fallen escorts one by one.

Moreover, the bandit has no mercy on the escorts, who are either slumped over or begging for their lives and clearly unwilling to fight.

Oh no, no… All that’s left is me and the kids in the other carriage.

Damn it…the only way out of this situation is to escape with the transfer stone. The wagon load is a shame, but it’s not worth it.

The magic bag is in the other carriage…no luck at all. I can’t believe that just when we were about to finally get out of the Holy Land of Storia, we ran into that monster of a bandit.

…… I don’t think so, but I wonder if the neighboring country is riddled with such brigands. It would have been better to flee to another city in Storia.

Holding one of the bags of money and goods, he takes out a transfer stone from his pocket. However, he can’t hold it properly with his shaking hands and drops it. Damn…I’ve got to be quick, or he’ll…. He bends down to pick up the transfer stone he dropped.

At that moment, I heard a low, frightening voice above my head.

“I found you. You’re that illegal slaver fuck called Zanis, aren’t you?”

“Oh…uh”

I was too frightened to speak properly.

“It’s an auspicious gesture to offer your head. Yeah, no need for penance or prayers. You’ll have plenty of time for that in the afterlife.”

The man in front swings his sword.

After years and years of work, I had finally grown my trading company to this point. In just a few days, I lost everything. Even my own life.

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(That bastard of an informant….I don’t know what kind of skill he has.)

Gray was wary because he had heard that the escorts were skilled in the information he had bought in order to attack the carriage. Perhaps it was the escort who was using that spear, but when the time to fight came, he was not even as skilled as Rondi, whom he had fought the other day.

(The number of people killed and the number of people in the information match. The rest are children.)

Gray looked over at the wagon in which Zanis’ body lay, but inside there was only money and food.

(Isn’t it here? Then…)

Gray walks to another carriage, leaving his sword drawn just in case. And when he tries to look inside the carriage…

“Oh…what the heck is this all about?”

Gray turned around when he heard a voice behind him. There stood a nervous-looking man in white armor, with black hair parted into seven thirds and glasses.

“I’d like to ask you over there…did you do all this?”

The man asked this question while fixing his glasses.