Chapter 2: Chapter 1-2 A Lament at Sunset An Unwelcome Guest on the Road of Destiny
A few drops of rain had just fallen in early spring, and the cold wind blowing from the "Kabang" pass still made people cower.With the morning sun and the cold wind blowing from the pass, four people appeared at the mouth of the town of "Bastogne".Three men and one woman, the one at the front wearing a white cloak (presumably a woman, but as she was wrapped in it, it was impossible to tell her age or appearance), probably of the type used by priests or white magicians, judging by the style, but the cut was not in the style of the Mara continent.
Followed by two men. One is about 1.75 metres tall and must be between thirty-two and thirty-three years old.Fully armored in black, even the cloak used to keep out the wind is black. He carries a large black two-handed sword on his back and a black knight's sword slung at his right waist, and appears to be a left-handed man. The most memorable thing about him is the careless smile that hangs on his lips.
The first thing that caught the eye about the other man was his red hair. He was at least 2.1 metres tall, with a chest twice the size of a normal man, and carried a huge 1.7 metre long double-edged axe on his back, and was in his mid-20s.Judging by the size of that axe, it weighed at least two hundred pounds or more. It was one of those huge axes that even an orc might have had difficulty swinging fully. The body is clad in standard half-body type warrior armour with a heartguard on the chest, the armour extending from the heartguard to fully encase the right arm. Surprisingly, no other clothing is worn on the rest of the upper body. While everyone else was shrinking into a ball from the north wind, it was as if he did not feel the cold at all. The cloak was held in his hand and waved around.
At the end of the walk was a man in silver and white armour with a knight's sword across his waist. Beneath a grey cloak was a plain, doll's face, carrying a heavy-looking travelling bag on his back, and looking about 17 or 18 years old.
The four men stood at the mouth of the town but did not enter. There was an old man sunbathing at the mouth of the town, a mercenary who had travelled the world in his early years and settled in this town in his old age. The old man looked at them for a moment and shuddered subconsciously, not because of their murderous aura, for they had no murderous aura at all. Rather, it was because of their attire, the way they moved.
As a general rule of thumb, the woman walking in front is either a monk or a white magician. Even if she is not a woman, she is not usually allowed to walk in front. If so, she would not have had time to recite the incantation in the event of danger. And she has a strange way of walking,even through her thick cloak you can tell that her stride is too neat and regular, not at all the pace a magician or monk should have.
Looking at the black-clad knight walking in the middle, the reason why I said he was a knight was because of his attire and that standard aristocratic smile. It was the kind of smile that only comes from a strict education mixed with the natural superiority of a nobleman, and it was definitely not something that could be easily faked. But no knight would carry a two-handed sword, and one that only a mercenary would use. No knight would want to downgrade to a mercenary, not even in the event of a major change, let alone a nobleman.
And the red-haired warrior that,it is not that there are no warriors on the continent, but there is absolutely no one who can use such a huge battle axe, not even a berserker or a half-orc. The only people who can wield a 200 pound axe are the "Trolls" of the Orcs.
Lastly, there was the teenager, in ordinary attire, although he was dressed as a standard swordsman, just by looking at his walking posture one could tell that he was floating on his feet and had little martial arts roots. He should be the weakest one in the group, but now he was told to go last, and if he was attacked from behind they would all be wiped out.
After some simple calculations, the old man came to the expert conclusion that if he was right, there were only two possibilities. One was that some nobleman's silly son had come out to play a game of adventure, and the other possibility was that they were indeed masters, the kind so high that you couldn't see the depths.
The four men just stood there without moving. They didn't move until noon.
Some people in the town also saw that something was wrong and quietly called their children back home. The clothes that had been hung out to dry, if not dry, had been put back.
At midday the four men came together as if to exchange views. Then the other three were seen retreating to the woods at the back, and the knight in black armour walked into the town alone.
He hadn't been seen out all afternoon.
By late afternoon, the other two men were seated against a large tree, except for the wizard in white, who was still standing straight by the roadside. Even the old man who was sunbathing at the entrance to the town had gone home. He didn't forget to admonish his young grandson as he entered, "Don't go out today, something is bound to happen in the evening."
It was almost dark when,the black knights who had entered the town had not yet come out.
Finally, as if she could not resist any longer, the woman seemed to have made up her mind. She turned her head to discuss with the young man in grey who was lying on the ground.
"Chief" the female said to the teenager who was lying on the ground with his feet floating, "if Hahn doesn't come out in another five minutes, I suggest we rush in."
"Lieutenant" the teenager replied, "I don't object to you rushing in, but I'm not going in, I can't afford to lose face, and if Hahn can't even handle that, it just means we can only go so far, in which case I think we should go right back and forget all about this place".
The woman seemed to have expected this answer and turned her head to look at the red-haired boy, as if seeking help. The red-haired boy thought for a moment, as if he could not bear that pleading gaze, gritted his teeth and said, "If that's the case, I'll go with you."
As they spoke, the black-clad knight walked out of the town.
The steps are slow but rhythmic, the careless smile still on his face. It even looks beautiful with the afterglow of the setting sun.
As he walked under the tree, the guy sitting on the ground, known as the chief, immediately came around and the first thing he said was, "Did you get it done?" The knight in black smiled , and spread his hands. The expressions of those three men instantly showed their extreme frustration. It seemed that it had not worked out.
There was a piercing scream from the edge of the woods,it came from the man they called "The chief". The old man at the entrance to the town sat by the fireplace and said quietly, "At last."
Chief outside the town: "I say, you really didn't ask for any food at all?"
Hahn (the knight in black): "Can't help it, how they don't believe we've been robbed." With that careless smile on his lips. The other three men pretended not to see it.
In fact no one would believe that a man carrying two large swords on his back would still be carrying two large swords after being robbed.
Chief: "What about the equipment you have on you? None of it has been sold?"
Hahn wore that careless smile, "The town blacksmith took one look at it and recognised it as gilded metal equipment. Wouldn't even take a second look."
Chief: "Didn't you explain to him the benefits of the equipment? And can you stop smiling, there's no need for you to pretend to be a nobleman when there are no beautiful women around at all."
Hahn still wore that careless smile, "You expect me to give the blacksmith here a lesson in the mechanics of materials followed by a lecture on the latest developments in bioengineering technology?"
Chief: "Where is your cloak? That thing seems like it could be sold for money, right?"
Hahn was still smiling, "The grocer said the style of the cloak was rustic and the fabric didn't wear well. It's only good for a rag." The three men looked at the woman in unison. The woman's face was a little pale.
Finally, even the woman sat down against the big tree. It seems that anyone who doesn't eat and has to stand up straight all day is very tired.
After a long time, it was completely dark, and the wind was blowing harder and harsher from the "kabang" pass, and even the red-haired boy had put on his cloak. There was nothing but the sound of the wind and the shivering around them, and it was very, very quiet.
"kerchoo" someone woke up with a cold snap. It was the teenage chief who was floating on his feet.
The chief: "I said Lieutenant."
Woman in white: "Yes, sir."
Chief: "I want to ask you a question."
Woman in white: "Yes, sir."
Chief: "You guys, I shouldn't say we, were defeated 10,000 years ago, right?"
Woman in white: "Yes, sir."
Chief: "In the final battle, you, not supposed to be us, (the teenager doesn't seem to be comfortable with the term we) unleashed the devastating weapons of the Sky City ----"Final Trial". However,at the last moment, the central control system of the fortress, yes that's me, was forcibly uninstalled,this resulted in the abnormal start of the "final trial",I was swept into an interdimensional space with you guys. And ended up on Earth, which is parallel to this world?"
Woman in white: "Yes, sir."
Chief:" And then it took the Council and the General Staff thousands of years to find me after I had passed through many reincarnations?"
Woman in white: "Yes, sir."
Chief:"And then you used violence against me and bribed my best friend to bait me. (As he spoke he looked at the seemingly sleeping Hahn and the red-haired teenager) demanding that I play the male lead in the Prince's Revenge."
Woman in white: "Uh.......Yes, sir."
Chief: "And then, having packaged us in the most realistic way, according to your observations of this world,no, it should be called camouflage,then sent us to this world. Wanted me to come back to restart the Sky City and take over the rule of the planet."
Woman in white: "Yes, sir."
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