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Episode 343 Let's take it easy on the way back. (2)

Martin, who was caught by Giselle in an instant, screamed.

"Hey, you punk! Do you know who I am? How dare you!"

Giselle dragged Martin along, not caring whether he was crazy or not.

"Now, get out of the way. Before I put a knife to this stubborn young master's throat."

They were nothing more than bandits. The knights and soldiers had no choice but to retreat under Giselle's threats.

"You bastard! Let me go! Do you think my father will stay still? I will kill you guys!"

Martin continued to struggle, but it was no use. Giselle grabbed him by the collar and pushed him forward without hesitation.

I didn't even prepare for the surprise attack. It was impossible for the knights here to do it anyway.

The other person also knew that and slowly followed behind Jiselle.

"Get out of the way if you don't want to see this guy die here."

The same was true for the troops waiting outside. When Giselle appeared holding Martin's neck, the troops split into two as if the sea was parting.

No one dared to try to save Martin. If he was injured, he would die even if they saved him.

To that extent, Martin was not loyal to them. They were all just pretending to follow him out of fear of the consequences.

Gordon whispered to Giselle from beside him.

"Hey… … If I escape safely, you'll let me go, right? If I kill him, things might get a lot worse."

Then, Jiselle raised one corner of her mouth and snorted.

"What do you mean? We're going to have to fight them anyway, so why bother looking at them? Well, I won't kill them anyway."

"Then who will kill?"

"That's for the Drake mercenaries to decide. This guy is their enemy."

Martin has already killed several families of Drake's mercenaries as an example. His grudge must not be light.

Giselle could have killed him instead, but revenge had to be done directly. Giselle knew this better than anyone else, and she planned to hand Martin over to them.

Gordon and Lucas looked taken aback when they heard that.

'Miss, things are going to get worse again.'

'Anyway, I said it never ended quietly.'

He is the second son of the Marquis, known as the leader of the West. If you kill him, Marquis Rodrik will be extremely angry.

But those enemies are moving to Fenris? Marquis Rodrik will definitely try to kill Fenris too.

Of course, I know that Giselle had set her sights on Marquis Rodrik as her next target. But there was a completely different level of risk involved in becoming hostile for political reasons and for personal reasons.

If it is a political hostility, they may join hands again depending on the situation.

But if they became enemies of the family, then for the sake of honor, one of the two had to die.

'Yeah, but even so, is it really necessary to create an enemy first?'

'You never know what will happen to people in the future... ... Sometimes, I see that the Lord is too aggressive.'

The resentment that Jiselle had built up since his past life and the fact that he was a regressor were uneasy for the two people.

Even if I whispered, there was no way Martin, who was right next to me, wouldn't have heard it.

He saw the uneasy expressions on Gordon and Lucas' faces and realized that Giselle was seriously trying to kill him. Martin started kicking and screaming as if he was in a fight.

"What, what are you guys doing! Save me! Save me now! These guys are trying to hand me over to that bastard Dominic!"

What would happen if a force of nearly a thousand men followed? No one dared to save Martin. There was no one with the power or loyalty to do so.

So, Giselle led Martin safely to the tunnel.

Martin's soldiers followed, but they could not advance any further.

"Oh, my lord! You arrived safely! I knew you would."

Galvarik opened the door, chuckling.

Giselle let Gordon, Lucas, and the hostages in first, and then went in last. Then she closed the door from the inside, and the soldiers could not follow her.

"Let's go out of the city now. Those guys will probably notice and come there."

"I see. Then it's time to take it down."

The hostages and prisoners followed the knights' instructions, and Galvarik broke down the door blocking the tunnel.

Kururururung!

There was a loud noise and a thick cloud of dust rose up. The door made with the dwarven technology completely blocked the tunnel.

"Uh… … What should I do?"

"I have to go save the mayor… … ."

"We could all die because of the Marquis."

The soldiers following behind didn't know what to do and just stamped their feet. The knights escorting them were the same.

Since Martin was captured, I had to keep following him somehow, but the tunnel was blocked and I couldn't chase him. I also didn't have the brains to guess where the tunnel started.

The captain of the city garrison was troubled and asked one of the knights.

"Dominic said he was gathering troops?"

"Yes. We received intelligence that they were going to attack here today, so we were preparing."

"Then they would have set up camp outside the city. They wouldn't be able to muster that many troops inside. Let's go outside first."

Still, I thought the commander of the garrison was quite clever. After reorganizing their forces, they headed out of the city.

Meanwhile, Jiselle and the people escaped the tunnel and arrived at the promised location.

At the place we arrived, there was a crowd of armed men emitting a menacing aura.

The hostages were intimidated by the sight, but soon recognized the other party and smiled brightly. They were the mercenaries of the Drake Corps, their own family.

"Hey, honey!"

"father!"

"Oh my! My son!"

As the hostages ran out crying, people from the Drake mercenary group also ran out.

The hostages and mercenaries hugged each other and cried.

Even the rough mercenaries wiped their noses at the sight of the sea of tears in an instant. This was because the mercenaries who had been with the Drake mercenary group for a long time knew the situation.

Dominic, who had been living under great pressure as the captain, showed more intense emotions than anyone else.

"dad!"

The son is running. The mother is seen running next to him.

Dominic hugged them both and shed the painful tears he had been holding back.

"iced coffee...."

No words came out. I couldn't tell if this was a dream or reality.

After the dwarves and Giselle were captured, he had almost given up on rescuing the hostages. Instead, he became even more angry and resolved that even if he had to die today, he would definitely kill Martin.

But I really thought you'd rescue all the hostages!

Dominic, who had been sobbing for a long time, suddenly came to his senses, got up, and bowed his head to Giselle.

"Thank you so much! I will never forget this favor until I die!"

"I have one more gift."

Giselle spoke in a nonchalant tone and threw Martin away.

"Ugh! This, this crazy kid, how dare he!"

"Martin!"

Dominic drew his sword as soon as he saw Martin. The mercenaries around him also drew their weapons when they saw Martin.

How much I wanted to kill that guy! Because of that guy, my family was taken hostage and died. He was a guy that I wouldn't be satisfied with even if I tore him to pieces.

"What, what are you guys doing? Are you trying to kill me now? Do you think that everything is over now that you've rescued the hostages? Do you think my father will stay still if you mess with me?!"

Martin jumped up, glared at the mercenaries, and screamed loudly. He still seemed to have lost his senses.

"I will hunt you down and kill you even if I have to search this kingdom thoroughly! Do you know that my father is a high-ranking noble of the Duke's faction? The Duke's family will not stay still!"

He was born the son of a powerful marquis and had never experienced any hardships in his life. So he did not dare to think that the mercenaries would do anything to him.

Because he knows that if he touches himself, the Marquis will not stay still.

Indeed, Dominic pulled out his sword and just trembled, not knowing what to do.

He is the mortal enemy who killed his wife and father. Even if he chews and eats him right now, his grudge will not be satisfied.

But what if you kill Martin here and now? The Drake mercenaries will be on the run for the rest of their lives.

Even though they already have a grudge against each other, if Martin is killed, the Marquis's attitude will change again. He will truly try to completely destroy them.

'This guy… … I have to kill this guy… … .'

He is the leader of a mercenary group. He must think about other people's lives as well. That is the mindset that a person in a position of responsibility should have.

When I was unable to do anything, Jiselle spoke in a calm tone.

"Revenge should be taken when it can be taken."

"… … Count."

"Do not fear the aftermath, for you will now come to Fenris."

"But… … If that happens, Marquis Rodrik will definitely try to destroy Fenris. And the Marquis is the high lord of the Duke's faction."

Then Jiselle smiled and said.

"I can handle you guys. Don't worry."

"… … ."

Dominic swallowed without realizing it.

Marquis Rodrik is a venerable lord of the West, not the poor North, and is even called the leader of the West. Marquis Rodrik could be said to be the West itself.

Even though Fenris was the most powerful lord in the North, he was not yet at a level where he could handle Margrave Rodrik.

He couldn't put such a burden on his benefactor. Dominic relaxed his trembling hands and lowered his sword.

"I saved the remaining family members… … so I'll be satisfied with this. This was an impossible task from the start."

If Martin is spared, Marquis Rodrik will not have to waste his energy fighting Fenris. When the opportunity arises, he will only try to take care of the Drake mercenary group.

But if you kill Martin, things will be different from then on. Not only the Drake mercenary group, but also Fenris, who took over the mercenary group, will become the enemy of Marquis Rodrik.

Jiselle looked at Dominic and said.

"You won't regret it?"

"… … I will bury it in my heart."

Then Giselle shook her head.

"There is no such thing as revenge buried in the heart. There is only one of two things: forgiveness or revenge."

"Count… … ."

"I'll say it again. If there are any regrets, don't worry. But if you don't want to, I won't force you. If you want to forgive, you can. It's your freedom. However… … ."

Looking at Dominic, who was still hesitating, Giselle said with a cold look in her eyes.

"Whether you kill Martin or not, I will destroy the Marquis Rodrik. And the Duke's family. That fact will not change. No one can stop me."

"… … !"

"So you don't have to worry about the problem between Fenris and Rodrik. But if it still weighs on your mind."

Dominic looked at Giselle with trembling eyes. Giselle also looked at Dominic and spoke firmly.

"When I fight the Marquis, stand at the forefront of my army. That will be enough."

Dominic stared into Giselle's eyes for a long time. Everyone around them also held their breath and looked at the two.

chin!

Dominic quickly approached Martin and grabbed his neck roughly with one hand.

"Ugh, ugh! You, you bastard! Who the hell are you grabbing! Let go! I said let go!"

Dominic spoke in a low voice, ignoring Martin's cries.

"I will receive the commission fee first."

Then he continued speaking with a lifeless smile.

"I will definitely stand at the forefront of the Fenris Army."

Phew!

"Ugh!"

Dominic's sword went straight through Martin's abdomen. However, Martin only staggered and did not die.

Dominic looked around at the executives who had been held hostage.

"It's your turn."

The officers of the Drake Mercenary Corps and the leaders of the subordinate mercenary corps approached Martin with sharp eyes.

They also had experienced losing their families, so their resentment was bound to be very deep.

Martin said, holding onto his stomach as the mercenaries approached.

"Oh, don't come. Oh, don't. You lowly bastards, dare to… … . My father, my father will never forgive you… … ."

Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!

"Ugh, ugh… … ."

Martin's words were not finished because the mercenaries stabbed him all over his body without hesitation.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

"Ugh… … ."

Martin felt a pain that seemed to make him lose his mind. If he had been stabbed like this, he should have died long ago.

However, the skilled mercenaries did not kill him so easily. They only attacked the parts that would not kill him immediately, in order to make him suffer for as long as possible before he died.

dump.

Martin collapsed on the floor, gasping for breath and groaning. He felt dizzy from losing so much blood.

What was even worse was that his whole body was in so much pain. He had never felt such pain since he was born.

"Ugh… … Ugh, ahh… … Sa, save me… … ."

Dominic and the mercenaries just looked at the sight with cold eyes.

He was a man who killed his own family, took them hostage, and made them do dirty things. I didn't feel even a shred of sympathy for him.

Marty blinked several times, forcing his blurry eyes open. Then, at some point, the man who had rescued the hostage came into view.

Giselle approached the dying Martin and spoke in a calm voice.

"Go first and wait. Your father will send you soon."

Martin pulled himself together and recalled the conversation between Dominic and Giselle. Fenris, it was definitely Fenris.

"You… … You weren't a mercenary… … . Fenris… … . You… … What are you… … ."

Jiselle continued speaking with a snicker.

"Yes, I am the Earl of Fenris. And I… … ."

A confident voice reached everyone's ears.

"He is the one who will become the king of mercenaries."

The declaration struck a chord with everyone. Those gathered here had a premonition that Giselle's words would turn out to be true.

Jiselle didn't doubt herself even a little.

He always believed in himself and moved forward.

So someday.

The banner of the Mercenary King will once again spread beyond the kingdom and cover the continent.