76 42 Stories: The Worst Enemy

"The soldiers we sent to Port Town have been hit."

A subordinate reports briefly.

Chris took a sigh of relief at the content.

"Well, I didn't think it was a glimmer..."

Sighing, Chris glanced out through the window behind him.

It's peaceful out there. Few people know what is happening in Wang Du right now.

The fourth floor of the Royal Castle, home to the Royal Defense Intelligence Agency. One room outside of it served as Chris' property. The third and fourth floors of the Royal Castle are used by the Royal Army and the Royal Government that governs the King's Capital, but the castle is huge and therefore not crowded. In addition, for work reasons, the Bureau's activities were mostly confidential, so the payments were thorough. There are several areas on the fourth floor of the Royal Castle that cannot be accessed unless they are related to the Bureau.

The Bureau is an organization of the military, but only a limited number of people know what its activities are.

From the rest of the military, the people in the station are "people who are sure they are the same military, but who don't know exactly what they're doing".

But the reality of it is - it is no exaggeration to say that it is at the heart of national defence.

Back to back with the reputation around you. Those belonging to the Bureau were now driven by unprecedented impatience.

"Captain, how are you going to take responsibility?"

Chris' superior officer, a long-bodied man, asks in a voice that made him pregnant with anger.

"... I'm just thinking"

"What if I'm saying such a long thing! It sucks if you keep running away, you're going to develop into an international problem! Immediately, do whatever it takes to find 28!

That was something Chris fully understood, too.

Because it is an honest argument, I cannot even say it back.

"By and large, it would be your child! You just took off your collar and got bit in the hand with it. Kill a dog or something that's out of control!

"... With all due respect, I thought it would be premature to kill 28. His strength equals a miracle for the kingdom. That much delicacy, it may never show up again in the future"

"This would be the result of that delicacy turning to the enemy! Take action as soon as possible!

After yelling and scattering, the man left the room.

Batan, and his men, who were beside Chris, jump up his shoulders on a door that makes a loud noise and is closed.

"I'm sorry. I showed you something weird."

"... it's not the captain's fault this time. The captain has pointed out many times that 28 surveillance should be left to more capable soldiers. That lieutenant colonel who left it unattended should be held accountable."

Have you at least been blessed with your men? Slightly lighter labor.

"An injured soldier was keeping a message from 28. He says he's not willing to surrender unless we stop the assassination."

"... thanks. If the lieutenant colonel had asked, the sermon would have been prolonged."

I guess I didn't dare to read the air and report when the man earlier - the lieutenant colonel - was there.

Chris opens his mouth after hearing his men's report again.

"Let all soldiers carry military magic equipment. And multiply the number of people to mobilize."

"If so, is it double? It's a boulder..."

"It might not be enough."

Chris says as he lowers his back to the chair.

"Listen to me. We're fighting the worst enemy we've ever had."

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There was a scream in the deep woods.

The lid of the branches blocks the sunlight. The time was still in the evening, but the woods were surrounded by darkness.

"Guh!?

The sound of stepping on the fallen leaves tells us where the assassin is.

I instantly turned around behind the enemy, cutting off the man's flesh with the Instant Blade.

"Oh, calm down! They're alone! If you attack in numbers, one day, you'll have to..."

The number of assassins who had nine had already been reduced to seven.

Their leader and thoughts and a man screams in a hurry.

Have you regained some chilling thought? The assassins rushed to me all at once.

Everyone uses Ligament as a matter of course. In this situation of poor scaffolding and vision, it is never easy to move so fast.

In a corner of my mind, I praise their skill.

If I had lived a few more years - I would have been a very good soldier.

- Demon Bullet.

Release a magic bullet to the side head of the impending assassin.

Lift the body of an out-of-the-box man faster than fall to the ground and use it instead of a shield.

I prevented the sword that had stretched from the side, with its shield.

For a moment, an assassin with a sword gets upset. Cut off the assassin's neck with every shield with the "instant blade" in that gap and take the sword he had.

The sword he took immediately threw behind his back.

A blade pierces the neck of a woman who was about to attack me with long-range shooting magic.

"This!

"Fuck you!!

Shortly after, two humans fleshed out from left to right.

From the left is the man who pulled out the dagger. From the right, a woman wielding a long sword.

Create a dagger with "materialization" on your left hand and recieve the man's dagger in the form of pulling it in front of you. At the same time, grab the arm of the woman with the sword with her right hand, and pull this one in front of you as well.

A sword of a woman slashed from the right pierced the chest of a man who had protruded from the left.

"Ahh."

A woman who has skewered her mate leaks her voice low.

Let's at least put him in the form of a showdown so he doesn't get annoyed by guilt. I picked up the dagger the man dropped, and with it I stabbed the woman in the chest.

"Hey, what, this guy..."

"Oh no, stupid...... Huh!?

I'm not aware of how long this series of rewards took.

A few dozen seconds. Or a few seconds. The way I fought in the institution is a priority over efficiency. That's what's right for me.

Twist the dagger pierced in the woman's chest about ninety degrees.

He swung the dagger backwards as it was, throwing the woman's body at the men behind him.

Mixed with splashing blood splashes, Demon Bullet rips the universe apart. One assassin died with his head pierced.

The rest are alone. Dive into the shadow of a woman thrown into the universe - piercing a man's shoulder with a magic blade.

"Guh!?

The last assassin screamed.

The wound is shallow. But don't move. Without rush, gather magic in your palms as you approach a man.

"Byramids..."

On the forehead of a man stained with fear, he unleashes the Demon Bullet.

Having confirmed that I had defeated all the assassins, I went back to the carriage where Mize waited.

"We're back."

Open the front of the carriage and give Mize a voice.

This carriage was captured from the assassins who attacked us in Port Town.

"Mr. Tweet. Kay, are you hurt..."

"No, it's all blood back."

"... is that right?"

Take off your black coat and place it in the corner of the carrier. I want to wash it with water, but I can't even say luxury. We'll have to put up with it until we get to a place where we can calm down.

"There's only a little food left."

Mize says in a small voice.

The assassins who originally used this carriage were probably going to make supplies in port town. The food we had on the carriage at the time of our seizure was minimal.

"We'll have to replenish it somewhere."

Earlier, the assassins we defeated did not use the carriage.

When we decided to head to the Republic, we turned back from the harbour town to the king's capital. The woods we have now are closer to the king's capital than the harbour town. This distance allows you to travel on foot without having to use a carriage. That is why travel must now take precedence over rest. This place is dangerous.

Keeping traveling hungry, three hours.

A small village was seen as the horse carefully proceeded along an evil path to prevent it from rumbling.

"Mize, let's take a break in that village"