Chapter 255: Miracle at the Ashes (2)
Robbing the northern ranchers was sowhat lucrative, but that was also coming to an end as Florida people supplied guns and weapons to the shepherds.
Eventually, they had no choice but to rob farrs who weren’t particularly well-off.
Yet, with heightened vigilance against Europeans after the rebellion, they were inevitably forced to barely survive through banditry or petty theft.
“M-maybe, we should surrender even now…”
“Are you crazy? Even if we’re caught now, we’re not prisoners of war but just bandits. Keep your mouth shut unless you want to get your limbs cut off or be hanged. Besides, do you want to surrender after seeing ‘that scene’?”
“…”
“…”
That scene.
The scene where a human form rose from the ashes, that miracle, that mystery.
“Ah, if you surrender after seeing the devil’s play, it’s straight to hell! Understand?”
They decided among themselves to treat the Indian who ca back to life from the ashes as so kind of devil. They all knew well that might not be the answer, but…
If they acknowledged that fact, wouldn’t it an they had co all this way to act against the Lord’s will?
Even though they had fallen to beco bandits, they couldn’t admit that to themselves. If they did, they might truly go mad.
“Now we have no choice but to live like this for the rest of our lives, so stop talking nonsense.”
Sergio, who had sohow transford from a proper Spanish soldier to sothing like the leader of this bandit group, spat on the ground with words that were half-threatening to his fellow bandits.
He didn’t want to… continue living like this either.
But he was afraid.
If he surrendered now, regardless of others, he would definitely be hanged for the nurous acts he had committed as a bandit. He didn’t want to die at such a young age.
‘Soday… I’ll steal a ship and cross the Atlantic. Or if I can just escape to Hispaniola or Cuba…!’
Such unrealistic hope was what drove him in this desperate situation. In fact, most of his companions were probably in a similar situation.
Today too, Sergio and his companions hid in the bushes near so unnad village path, with guns (which were just for intimidation as they had run out of gunpowder) and swords drawn.
“Th-there! I sense soone approaching!”
“Everyone hide and wait! As soon as they co close, we ambush them!”
Now if only soone would pass by… they would rob them…
Kukukukukukuku.
“…”
“…”
Kukukukukukuku.
“…”
“…”
“…”
It’s the Knight Brigade.
Talk about bad luck. Why did they have to pass by?
They remained as silent as mice, waiting for that massive, vicious war tractor to pass…
Kukukuku… THUD!
“…Huh?”
What? Why did it stop?
“Sir Skinner! Why did you suddenly stop?”
“Yes! We still have a long way to go!”
The English youth who seed to be a squire and an Indian wearing the insignia of a Knight Brigade technician shouted at the knight who suddenly released the lever. Then the knight looked up at the sky and said:
“…Shh. I sll sothing.”
“What sll, sir? Perhaps…”
“He’s going to talk nonsense again, just keep quiet.”
“It’s not nonsense.”
The man called Sir Skinner suddenly glared with wide eyes near the bushes where Sergio was hiding and said:
“I sll those who know no honor from here… Those rat bastards always hide in places like this.”
What? How did he know?
“Stop talking nonsense and just get down…”
THUD!
Sir Skinner, jumping down from the tractor control seat with all sorts of heavy equipnt, walked straight toward Sergio, drew his sword, and…
Slash.
He cut widely right next to where Sergio was hiding. Sergio felt his trouser leg getting wet as he covered his own mouth.
“…Nothing there?”
“Probably not. Let’s just go.”
“Why are you so crooked!”
“Well, because last ti you tied a horse to the front of the tractor saying a knight needs a horse, that’s why.”
“What’s wrong with that!”
“The horse beca horse minceat, and my assistant and I had to spend 6 hours cleaning up the blood.”
“…”
“Anyway, let’s go. There seems to be nothing here.”
“Well, fine. Must have been my imagination.”
At the technician’s words, Sir Skinner grumbled as he climbed back onto the tractor. And the war tractor continued on its way.
“…Or so you thought!”
“AAAAHHH!”
…Just as Sergio thought that, the tractor made a sharp turn and instantly crushed the bushes where Sergio was hiding.
As Sergio trembled and crawled backward, all his companions nearby jumped out and began running in all directions.
“Look at these bandits who know no honor and fled from the battlefield! Like garbage!”
“Uh, uh… huhuhu…! P-p-please spare my life…”
“Hand over everything you have right now! Guns, armor, everything!”
It seed contradictory that he had just been talking about a band of thieves, but.
“Are you perhaps equating the legitimate spoils a knight obtains in fair combat with stolen goods from thievery?”
“Grrrr…! To dare equate an honorable knight with a thief…!”
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Anyway, that’s what happened.
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“…That’s the story!”
“…”
“After that, as an honorable knight, I received permission from Commander Oitotan and tied up the bandit leader Sergio and his evil companions. I paraded them through nearby villages, then imprisoned them in the underground jail of San Agustin…”
“…Well done.”
“Hahaha! What are you saying! It’s only natural as a ‘knight’!”
“And that breastplate?”
“I received it from the bandits as paynt for their rehabilitation! It’s sothing I obtained through fair fighting as a ‘knight’!”
What?
What is this?
When I looked at Oitotan, he subtly avoided my gaze. After giving Sir Skinner appropriate greetings, I turned to look aside.
“I too have captured evil bandits and co to present their plunder to the Naless One!”
“I have co to report my achievent of slaying the monster bull that has been troubling farrs recently…”
Why…?
How did the Agricultural Knight Brigade turn into a collection of knight-obsessed Don Quixote wannabes? The heyday of knights ended hundreds of years ago, didn’t it?
“I don’t know. It’s all because my subordinates have been wrongly influenced.”
Oitotan, you bastard, look how quickly you dodge when it suits you.
When I glared at him, he avoided my eyes while sweating profusely. When I moved to the direction he turned his eyes and glared again… he closed his eyes completely.
So I said:
“It seems you’re hiding sothing from , Sir Oitotan.”
“…How could that be? I always pursue only truth and justice day and night for the prosperity of Nemo and the community…”
“…”
“…”
“…I wasn’t trying to hide it, I just omitted one small fact and didn’t ntion it.”
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“WOOOOOOO! Sir Henry of Chesapeake has defeated Sir Comas!”
“WAAAAAAAH!”
“…”
“…”
What unfolded before was a kind of track.
With a partition in the middle.
Two tractors charged toward each other with that partition between them…
KUKUKUKUBOOM!
“WAAAAAAAH! Sir Henry is on a winning streak!”
“Amazing! Henry’s technician Enrique is showing incredible skill!”
They thrust lances at each other’s tractor armor.
Surprisingly, it’s safe. With the track and partition, there’s no worry of collision, and the driver’s seats are safely protected by Lexan and steel.
The problem is…
“Why… are you doing this?”
Why are they having a jousting tournant with tractors?
And when did they install such an arena in Florida? Why didn’t I know about this until now?
“Ahem, through this competition, knights and technicians are prevented from neglecting the honing of their skills…”
“…”
“…It’s fun, isn’t it?”
“…”
“Please just be honest. …Really, don’t you find it fun? Those huge hunks of tal maintaining distance so as not to collide, then charging at full speed to thrust lances at each other.”
“…”
“If you truly swear to the Lord that you, Nemo, don’t find it fun, I will order my knights to abolish this…”
“…It is fun.”
“I believed you would say so without a doubt.”
“…”
Jousting with steam-powered tanks? Anyone who wouldn’t find this fun must have sothing wrong with them.
But even so, I wonder what’s the point of this…
“I-I want to beco a knight too! Please accept as a squire!”
“ too! I’ll do anything if you’ll accept ! Please send to Virginia! Long live the Virginia community! Long live the Naless One!”
“…”
There’s the point.
After the competition, I counted the number of applications to join the Knight Brigade that flooded Oitotan.
It seed there would be no shortage of personnel in the Knight Brigade for a while.
…What is this?
Really, what is all this?
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