CH 71.3

「In other words! With Sanaldi as a bridgehead, if we use our mobility and striking power to attack important cities, even the mages will have no choice but to agree to peace! Then, the restoration of our Wheel Empire will be as easy as twisting a baby’s hand!」

「Haa」

「The centaurs have lost their land to mages from the north of the Barred Sea and after hundreds of years, the time has finally come for us to strike back! Pickles-dono, join us by all means! The centaur’s time to surrender is over!」

「Maa, good luck with that.」

As I said so, the little noble looked a little miffed and raised his voice.

「Join us! I’ll receive you as a general!」

「I have my own life to live.」

「Why? You are a powerful centaur! You can take back the land of your ancestors from the apes! Don’t you want to take back our ancestral lands from the ape(human) and restore our continent(Centaur Land) to what it should b?」

I am somewhat annoyed by that statement.

I don’t remember the centaurs of Keineros doing anything for me and I have to reason to help them just because we are of the same race.

Besides, I didn’t think that the man in front of me was powerful enough to win a fight against a mage.

「You, stop dreaming and till the soil.」

「Mou! What?」

「Without mages, there’s no way we could have survived on this continent. Without them, it will not be possible to build cities or protect them.」

「The ancient centaurs can even pierce the shells of super behemoths with their mighty bows….」

「No matter how strong the bows of the ancient centaurs are, they couldn’t scatter a typhoon or blow away a tornado which mages could.」

As I was talking back to him, he was getting more and more impatient.

This person, who basically disrespects mages, is disrespecting us too, the Schenker family, who’s led by our mage master.

A frail man who looks like he doesn’t even work hard.

「But……!」

「Mages don’t even bother deal with centaurs」

「We will attack Sanaldi and they will wake up!」

「It is you who will wake up!」

I said that in a cold voice and pointed at the railway tracks that were shining under the moonlight.

I’m angry.

When I was suffering, sad, and hungry, the centaurs did nothing for me.

All the people who were good to me, all the people who helped me, were the mage Sawadi-sama and the people around him.

I wasn’t mature enough to keep quiet when such a man that only has the so-called ancient bloodline told me something like a child’s dream.

「The red train, built by a mage, carries more wheat in a day than you could eat in a lifetime! This wilderness and you guys are left alone by the mages because they can’t even get wheat taxes from you! If you attack Sanaldi, the whole wilderness will burn to the ground!」

「We…..we are….proud」

「Pride is not something you can eat but bread is! If you have time to think about stupid things, go out of the wilderness! Go plow the land and harvest your own what! You don’t even know how powerful those you are considering as an enemy because you’re stuck in this place!」

「You!」

The red faced man put his hand on the thin sword at his waist but just glanced at me and eventually stopped pulling it out.

「Excuse me!」

The man returned angry and was replaced by Rabeita and several other centaurs.

「I’m really sorry! They’ve been living in the centaur-only city of Keineros all their lives and they’ve never been inside a mage city.」

「They’re just a bunch of country folks!」

「I’m ashamed to be someone who’s a native of the same place as them. 」

「It’s not your fault but I don’t want to see that guy again.」