Everyone stared at Azadine, but he continued to speak.
Hic hic. Such bad actions.
What? Is he drunk?
Everyone! This is why people are so corrupt!
The rchants and adventurers looked at each other.
This bastard, look at him.
Who asked this guy to drink?
Everyone looked at the person in charge as Azadine continued to rant.
The three archangels pledged to grant the power of the white magic to those who stuck to the three virtues and sealed themselves to this land! Yet, as the people shun this, the Rescue Knights powers are beginning to wane! Here cos the Age of Jupiters dominance when the power of darkness will regain its strength, yet why is this world full of pleasure seekers blind to virtue?!
W-what is he saying?
Brat! We just wanted to earn so money and own so slaves.
Thats right! It is that! Slaves! Slavery is illegal for the Rescue Knights and the Church! How can you say such cursed words?! Dont you know that such sin will lead us all into failure?!
Ah, t-that.
The rchants were embarrassed at Azadine, who was talking loudly and speaking about the Faith of the Rescue Knights.
The Age of Jupiter was an apocalyptic story told by the Rescue Knights. It was a story that beggars and the poor liked to talk about.
Of course, it was a story that fanatics of the Rescue Knights would love to speak about, but Azadine was now rambling as a drunk.
The Age of Jupiter is coming! The three virtues! Stay away from pleasure, corruption, and prostitution!
No, didnt he have too much to drink?
W-we gave him how much we drank.
It is fine! There is nothing about sobriety in the virtues!
Azadine said this and tried to drink more, but the rchants stopped him.
Woah!
What kind of power does he have?
H-he is tall! Such big bones!
The rchants barely managed to stop Azadine.
Now, now, there is a long way to go tomorrow, so you can go in and rest!
T-that.
Ah- understood! I can walk on my own feet!
Azadine pushed back the rchants trying to support him and shambled into a bedroom. Once he entered, he placed his arms together, clasped his palms, and controlled his breathing.
Phew.
His face had returned to normal in re monts, and his expression was calm. He had deliberately pushed his heart rate higher and imitated the actions of a drunk.
As expected, everyone hates fanatics.
Didnt they hate you for behaving like a drunk?
diam, who was on her bed, stuck her head out.
You were watching? Not sleeping?
I am always ready to leave the inn, of course.
Wouldnt it be difficult to act as a ssenger with such a face?
Ismail also spoke to Azadine, as he was unable to sleep.
I dont know if theyre really talking about children of the ssenger Clan or if they just captured a helpless person and called them as such so they can sell them as slaves to the rich, but it is disgusting, and I want to kill them.
diam had tossed and turned in her bed with a cold expression when she heard about one from her clan being enslaved.
We need to check on how genuine that is.
Even Azadine disliked the rchants and the head of the sawmill for what he had done. That was why he had deliberately pretended to be a fanatic and ruined the atmosphere, but just that much wouldnt relieve him.
When you confirm it, will you kill them?
In so cases.
Azadine gave a slight confirmation.
Because it is a ssengers mission to set the Emperors laws right. Now, do we sleep for tomorrow?
Azadine brushed his teeth with tea and salt before lying on his bed.
Who is this daughter of the ssenger Clan that they spoke about? Is she a ssengers child? I know nothing about her because I havent heard of such a case. I will need to go and check.
Azadine cald his troubled heart and closed his eyes.
The following day, the rchants and adventurers were hungover as they packed their belongings and prepared for their journey. Everyone seed used to this state as they likely drank a lot.
Even though they suffered from a hangover, watching them pack their goods without breaking anything showed they were experienced.
Then lets go!
This group seed accustod to moving on their own. The party left the Imperial Road and walked alongside a forest path. The path was quite nice for a forest path, and there were frequent traces of human travel. There were also tea vendors around that sold tea and sweets.
Azadine asked a tea rchant.
Is business going well?
Well, its decent. If we do business on the main road, the officials wont stay still.
Any beasts or robbers?
Hahaha. There are, but they fly.
The tea rchant said this and made tea for the rchants. Azadine walked away quietly and told the children.
The rchants are watching, so do not use your bows. Got it?
The childrens use of their bows revealed their identity when they fought the holy knights. It wasnt normal in Hubris for 13-year-olds to use bows so skillfully.
This also wasnt a place where they could reveal their identity. Azadine had warned them in advance and followed along silently as if he was an unbothered and unimportant pilgrim.
Kaka and Chico were surveying ahead to check the road they were on for any possible traps. They also joked around with mbers of the Cell Sword Guild and shared so rumors with Tarki.
Judging from their attitude, they acted like they had no trace of noble blood. Most importantly, they didnt join in on any talk about the slave woman of ssenger descent.
It might just be a coincidence, but that gives them good points for . At least I prefer those two over Tarki. Since they didnt take part in the discussion about slaves, they should be careful to not die, right?
Azadine made that silent evaluation and continued to follow the rchants.
As they went deeper into the forest, the light darkened, and the trees looked nacing.
Azadine clicked his tongue at what he saw.
There was so black magic entangled in all this.
Traces of black magic.
There is a sawmill near the back of this forest. They will tell us of any wyverns around this area if we go there. We will also sell so of our items to reduce our load
The rchants explained this for the adventurers understanding and protection.
Could they go?
To Azadine, this looked like a place infested with dangerous black magic. For the rchants, however, this was a normal forest.
Sothing doesnt sll too good.
diam, who was a talented mage, covered her nose.
Really? I didnt notice anything.
Seeing that Tarki was not bothered by the scent, it seed like this was sothing ordinary people couldnt detect.
Stay close to the Kerim Goat.
As he said this, Azadine prepared his weapon. He took out two swords he had taken from Kozels soldiers and placed one on his wrist and the other on his back. He also picked up four hunting arrows and tucked them into his pants under his robe.
While he did this, the rchants shouted.
Ah, we arrived at the mill!
Ehh! Karim! I brought the drink
However, the man at the mills entrance was growling instead of replying
Grrrr!
KRRRRRR!
Hounds with large claw marks on their backs and disemboweled guts ran from the sawmill in a fit of frenzy.
Avoid that!
Oh god!
Undead!
The Cell Sword Guild imdiately began to form a circle. Everyone had co to hunt, so they were ard with short spears. A strong defensive wall was soon ford as they created a circle around the group.
However, the hounds that rushed at them didnt seem to care. Despite being undead, they began to circle the troops as if they still had their instincts from when they were alive.
Eik!
B-be careful! Show your weakness and we are done!
A hound jumped into a gap it noticed. Suddenly, an enemy began to attack from the back, a weak point they could not cover imdiately.
Hm!
Surprisingly, it was Tarki who stopped it. He fended off the hound by swinging his sword randomly. The hound backed away from Tarkis sword and retreated when it felt that it was no longer a weak spot.
Damn it! That is a tough thing!
Holding his longsword, Tarki stood at the rear to cover the weak point of the defensive circle. He swung the longsword in the air to block more hounds from approaching.
Pretty good.
Azadine praised Tarki and analyzed the situation. The undead hounds had encircled and surrounded the group of adventurers and rchants. At the sa ti, human undead and zombie-like things were shambling from the village.
These were probably residents of the village, as they were coming out with axes, knives, clubs, hunting spears, saws, and chisels.
T-they are too many!
The undead hounds circled them, pinning down the adventurers and rchants behind their spears. In the anti, the rest of the horde was coming closer, making everyone flustered.
It wasnt easy to move with so many things happening. However, if they stayed still, they would beco surrounded.
S-shoot!
Those behind the spear wall took out their hunting bows and began to shoot.
Azadine was watching this and thought that it was odd. Their arrows didnt fit the bow properly. They were not trained right and were wasting precious arrows.
If they had poor shooting skills, they should have aid for the slow-moving zombies. Azadine, who didnt like what he saw, picked up a stone from the ground.
Move away for a second!
Azadine said this and threw the stone.
Swish!
A hound was hit on the head by the thrown stone.
Kekeng!
The hound, which was undead, struggled on the ground as Azadines stone throw was strong enough to shatter its head.
Uh?
Wow?!
Swish!
Another stone flew by and accurately hit a hound.
Leave the hounds to and aim at the zombies!
Ah! Yes!
Ehhh!
The others were incapable of hitting the fast-moving hound. Following Azadines advice, they aid at the slow zombies and landed their shots. However, their arrows were weak, so it was unable to stop them.
The zombies continued to move even with arrows sticking out of them. Unless soone had a strong shooting technique that could destroy bones and muscles, the situation would devolve where the zombies would need to be hit from close range.
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