Makai Hongi

In the middle of the night woods.

"Payney, please"

"Yes, Master Goran. Leave it to me."

Ten Reapers gently escaped through the forest.

The destination is a fort on Farah territory.

It is built on a mountain and surrounds the three sides with tough cliffs.

The intrusion route comes from a nearby forest - only one of them.

A relatively small attack on that from now on.

Under the moonlight, the Painees gently sneak up on the fort.

That's a ghost species. There must be surveillance, but they never found it.

"Look, when the gate opens, we'll sneak in at once. There are several times as many soldiers in the fort. Most of them should be asleep. Kick his ass as soon as you find him."

The operation is extremely simple.

A few Reapers enter the fort and gently open the gate.

At that point, of course, they'll notice, but the Painees headed ahead guard the gate dead.

That's the dimension of us slipping in before reinforcements arrive.

Painy tells me not to push it.

If there were more lookouts, I ordered them to retreat.

"... Not yet"

Only a twitch and time pass.

Peek into the fort from the woods, but there is no sign that the gate has been opened.

Looking back, the sciffers wearing cloth, the Auga tribe, are shaking their bodies like they are twisted.

I believe this raid will fail first.

The fort is not that big.

But if there's a powerful individual in there, I can't stop sweating.

The defeat here affects the entire operation.

I suppressed the urge to jump out and waited still for the gate to open.

When the sweat flowing out of my forehead began to stain the ground, I saw the gate slowly open from the inside. Operation successful.

... All right!

The time is ripe. All you have to do is stick it in.

"You guys, let's go!

"" Uh-huh!

I ran away.

From behind, the Auga and Reapers follow as they roar.

"... hey, voice! Out!"

If we stormed in silence, we would have earned time to break in... it's too late.

The sound of the assault would have been heard in the fort as well.

"Yes, stay!

I shook up the gold bar. I have to go now.

"Hyah!"

Running into the gate, the Auga tribes took away the cloth that was in the way.

"Hey, hey!!

Not anymore, these guys. Totally forgotten me.

In the end, the disguised work, which was so painfully cautious, crushed the moment it entered.

"No, yeah, yeah!

If you've come this far, you can't help it.

You should let them do whatever you want so they don't shred their motivation.

The Auga tribe slips into the building.

The Reapers will be lined up in the courtyard to ensure that they serve the enemies that have come out.

"Golden Eyed Orcs."

The Goblins are making a scene, but they don't look like they're joining the fight.

Coming from inside the building were long fangs on the pig's face.

And in my eyes, only one color, as if I poured gold into it.

They say the Golden Eyed Orcs, about between lower and middle among the subraces.

It comes at the top of the Orcs, but inferior to us Orga.

"... don't worry, I'll take care of this place."

It was the elite of the Auga tribe that brought him here.

The Reapers are originally racially quite superior.

An ambush means we won't be taking a fall behind in terms of combat. If that's what you think......

- Bam, bam, bam.

"Shit! Thunder cannon?"

There are no guns or artillery in the demonic world. Probably not invented.

However, gunpowder is present.

Where I use it in war, it just makes sounds like right now. Firecrackers.

I don't have the idea of flying balls.

- Bam, bam, bam... Bam, bam...

Thunder cannon sounded as far away as it was on the mountain.

The sound passed to a nearby fort.

Gunpowder is expensive.

I didn't think you had it in such a despicable fort.

But I guess it was necessary to keep an eye on the border with Leninos.

"Master Goran, what shall we do?

Painy came.

"I guess things will come soon. I don't want to be seen retreating. We'll withdraw in a little while."

"Okay."

From the fort next door, they should turn the fast legged.

When I'm mottled, they see me.

"The question is, where are we going?"

After heading to the original forest, going straight ahead will take you to Leninos territory.

I want to attract Farrah's army, so crossing the border is no longer a good idea.

"Go to the back."

The danger jumps, but he decides to go deep into Farah territory.

"We're getting out of here. Follow me, all of you!

"Uh-huh!

Nor would the Farah army expect to flee to the depths of their own occupation. I hope you don't think.

We started withdrawing in the dark.

At first head to the original woods and continue arcing in the woods.

On the way out of the woods, I saw some fortifications blinking brightly.

I guess I'm burning the sweet potatoes.

"We're gonna keep moving."

It is on the border side with Leninos territory that we are alert.

We proceeded slowly through Farah territory and found an invisible safety zone before noon.

In the woods, there is a spot like here where there are suddenly no trees at all.

It's just the right place to rest.

"We're about to make another raid. Until then, rest well."

I lay low.

That night we dropped one small fort off the street. It's pretty much gone into Farah territory.

I would have received news of the raid up to this fort, but it didn't look particularly alarming.

Just like last time, the Reapers get ahead and have the gates open from inside.

It was the Goblins who were monitoring the two fortifications.

They are a race unsuitable for battle, but they are numerous and live all over the demonic world.

I guess it's just right for me to entrust these kinds of tasks.

I heard multiple loud feathers as we broke through the gate ravaging the fort.

I think the flying species flew to call for reinforcements.

Again, the means of communication around here doesn't seem easy to crush.

When I'm grumbling, I get ambushed from the sky.

"All right, retreat!

The more the best.

I put my men together to escape.