207 He's on the move.

The place stretches north from Count Knugi territory, a certain street.

There was an ill-sought route on that street with woods on both sides of the road.

With what intent did you create such a street, other than asking the person who made it, but the path itself is a path that has been around for quite some time, and perhaps the Teng himself who made it is not a survivor.

To say that the outlook on the left and right side of the road is bad is just the right place to ambush something, maybe there was some reason for the defense of the territory, but it doesn't make sense in normal times, even in times of war.

There was a bunch of people hiding in the woods like that.

They are outdated armed to see, but there is no unity in their equipment.

The outfit is also thin and dirty, and they don't seem to be a decent race enough to tell at first glance, they stare at the end of the street with their giraffed eyes like starving beasts, lying low on their bodies.

What they were waiting for was a large merchant squad caught up in that information network, which meant they were like bandits.

When the merchant packed with luggage received information that they would pass through the street, they waited for the passage to pass, whether now or not.

Of course, if you're such a big merchant squad, you naturally get quite an escort.

But it is often hired by low-ranking adventurers who earn small pennies, and if they are less powerful, they have little experience in group or interpersonal matches.

On the other side of the bandits, the gear may have been somewhat inferior to the adventurers, but both the mass and interpersonal fights are familiar, and there are many heads.

For the record, there's hardly anything in this world that calls a raw burglar.

Probably the result of being a stuffed peasant or an adventurer whose bare lines were too bad to remove the guild.

There may or may not be a part of its birth that is somewhat sympathetic, but if you try from the side that is attacked, it will live, it will eat, but it will be for pleasure, but there is no big difference.

Only to have the context of the outbreak they said so, there were almost none of the incidents of banditry in Count Knugi's territory.

What is more, there is so much work roaring in Count Knugi's territory, an emerging territory, that it does not even have a choice.

Even if I didn't bother dyeing my hands into a dangerous, less-infested operation like a burglar, I would normally have asked the mouthkeeper to mediate my job and live much wealthier if I worked seriously.

Therefore all the bandits that are present in the territory of the Earl of Knugi have flown from other territories, having heard the economic beauty of the territory of the Earl of Knugi.

"Hey, I see you."

Someone among the bandits said in a low, suppressed voice.

At the end of their gaze, they discovered the earth smoke rising all the way across the street.

"Is something wrong?

Someone's voice to my surprise.

That was because the amount of soil and smoke that went up seemed oddly high, but another one grinned at the words.

"Don't be frightened. If you rush a loaded car, the smoke will go up like that."

"Maybe."

"Hey, Terra! I'm not talking to you for nothing, so get ready."

At the behest of a leader, the bandits begin to prepare.

When I say prep, I just bury the rope I gave you to block the way in the dirt and grip both ends of it with a few people.

Each of the remaining faces will simply unleash the weapons they possess and ensure that they are attacked simultaneously by a single decree.

All that was left was to pull the rope and block the road once the merchants had passed there, attacking everyone where their legs had stopped.

Sometimes a way had been taken to say that the bandits blocked the way with their own bodies, but more and more merchants were trying to break through by force by saying that if they were hit over and over again, they would put leather and sheet metal guards on horses and luggage to block what was normally blocking the way.

If they do this, they will hurt the side that did it, but naturally the side that did it will also suffer injuries, resulting in a decrease in the power of the bandits.

That's why there's no way you can make a burglary style of things like blocking the streets with some sort of big trick, even if you could do that, this time on top of the big deal at the end of the day, even if the streets are no longer available, you'll have fewer merchants going through there, less prey.

That's why the compromise was conceived as a means of stopping a horse's foot that would be towing a luggage on a rope.

If this is the case, even if the horse is forced to push through, it is enough to let go of the rope even if it is such a horse that it will get cocky or break through.

Once I stopped my legs, they boiled and roasted, as the bandits thought.

Until that day,

It was not so long after they checked the soot smoke up in the distance that they began to hear explosions that were not always the same no matter what they heard, in the ears of the bandits who were supposed to be waiting in the hands of the usual.

"What the hell?

The bandits start to cling to sounds they can't hear.

From the sighting when we checked for earthsmoke, it looks like the merchant squad you're looking for. It should still have had time to reach the point where we're lurking, but the rising earthsmoke represents that it's getting pretty close, and the explosion, whose identity is completely unknown, also keeps turning that volume up as if it's getting closer at a fierce speed.

"Hey, isn't that something different?

"You stupid bastard. If not, why don't we just put the guy who came first up to the blood festival and aim for the next one?"

Some of the bandits began to wander out, but others yelled at them and forced them to stay on the spot.

At this time, the runners would still have talked differently later if they had left it to flee, but they were lucky to just assume that what they expected would go through there as usual.

"Hey, they're coming! Put on the rope!

"Is that it? I don't see any horses..."

Some had finally noticed the anomaly when they came here, but the other bandits, who had already thought all about their prey, yelled at such companions without being able to make a sober decision.

"You can't do that! Anyway, stop your legs, and then you can do whatever you want."

A rope is stretched under the decree, and some of the faster-paced bandits appear scattered across it.

They set up swords, axes, etc. in their hands, and turned their gaze toward what would be a luggage truck approaching with earthquake, and their faces hardened when they realized that it was not so.

"Wahahahahahaha! I knew I didn't care how many times I rode this. - Hey!

Something, I heard a woman screaming with ridiculous laughter, but they had no time at all to pay attention to such things.

It was the first substitute for the bandits.

Something square that seems to be made of some kind of metal, equipped with some kind of intent by armored or leather razor that I'm not sure about.

For a moment, I thought that was the luggage, but if that's the luggage, it would be strange without the horse to tow it, but the horse is nowhere to be seen.

Even though it's not towed, it's wheel-like and it brings up earthsmoke lavishly and runs with the blast, which was something that was completely far out of the range of the wildlings' knowledge and imagination.

So they were accidentally blinded by it and consequently their corresponding actions were delayed.

It goes straight ahead with the rope hooked with little deceleration with speed and power when it sticks into the rope blocking the street without slowing down at all.

The bandits who were beyond that rope couldn't have avoided it when they realized it was imminent in front of them.

Something damp and soft sounds struck by a stiff object several times, not to mention the face of the surrounding trees or the bandits who remained hidden in that tree, but everywhere, something with a soggy feel is pounded or sprayed, scattering the smell of fierce iron rust around them.

Those who were holding the rope did not even have the time to let go of the very speed of it that had passed by, and with the rope that had been caught, one was dragged over the ground of the street for a while, and another was suddenly slammed against the wood, and the unlucky ones went with that speed to another companion.

They were precisely momentary events, and the bandits were unable to react as one.

Dropping off the dirt smoke that kept them away, they were suddenly in a state of self-loss for a while, wiping with their hands something that eventually became facial and physical, frozen knowing who they were.

Because until a few minutes ago they were part of a body that had been torn apart by those who were companions.

To such a tragic sight, the empty laugher or the one who lays on all fours on the spot and punches what's in his stomach with a feeling of vomit that he couldn't hold off continues.

Neither those who did not get that far could move a single step from the spot, but the hell they tried to get their hands on, and it just turned the unanswered question in their heads as to what they had done and walked away.

"Is that it? Why are there so many of these... these robbers!?

"Wow!? What the hell is this sea of blood...... hey you guys, nobody answers what the hell... this?

"Hey, you can catch these guys, right? I think you're gonna get a bounty because you look like a burglar, but you can catch me, right?

A little while after something passed that stunned the bandits.

The merchant squad, which was supposed to be attacked by the bandits as their destiny, arrived on the spot.

The escort adventurers who followed the merchant squad found a bunch of immobile bandits in the middle of the woods on the side of the street, and they were in a very bad mood.

It was assumed that they must undoubtedly be burglars due to their physical appearance, their gear, and the circumstances on the spot, because the adventurers approximated them and did not try to move at all, and there was no sign of resistance even when they were captured.

There were countless pieces of flesh scattered in the surrounding woods and on the ground that seemed to be blood or obviously human objects, or that could no longer be known where they were, or a considerable number of people were beaten to death by trees or fellow bandits with very strong force, so it was presumed that they had been attacked by some sort of demon, but the investigation against them was cut off quickly and all were punished because most of the bandits had barely returned to sanity, even those who had no idea what the hell they had been attacked by.

"Hey Emil. You've definitely hit something now, haven't you?

In the passenger seat of a car made by Emil, Lianya, who was rowing a boat with relaxation, asked Emil, who was laughing furiously next door when she woke up to the slightest shock she had run to the body of the car.

In the back seat, this one also has the appearance of Theon and Lorna, who are resting easily.

Whether digging tunnels to the sea or thinking of another way, Mita Lotus, who was to say for now first look at the sea, which is real, was on the move all the way north, then pulling out the car that Emil had built and stored in Lotus Ya's inventory before.

Looking from Lianya, it was to remember some anxiety, but Emil was the most proficient driver of this car, there was no one else who could drive properly, and Lianya had no choice but to ask Emil to accompany her first and take charge of driving the car.

In addition, Scion and Rhona, who insisted that it was necessary to greet the nobility who was really ruling the territory ahead of them, had also offered to accompany them.

Conversely, the two people who didn't want to accompany them were Meliá, who is completely a work worm, and Cloire, who still doesn't seem to feel comfortable going to other territories of the human race.

Frau had offered to leave a message from the beginning, so the residual group.

The four brave men, Kurtz, had always played with two witches who followed him as usual, but the other three had dazzled to see if he remembered even some unpleasant hunch.

It is Lianya who was impressed by the fact that Kang works in strange places.

That's why Lianya was unusual for him, and this time she left for Baron Goldner's territory to see the sea with just four members.

"Huh? Did you hit something? I don't think he's stuck, but, hey?

"Please, don't flatter the travelers, the merchants, whatever you shouldn't. There won't be a single person if they stick it in at such a speed. They're going to claim compensation."

This car, made by Emil, is also considerable as the strength of the car body, but it is further enhanced by the combined use of junctions.

On top of that, Emil made the acceleration that maximized the potential that that car could have from the start, running at the highest speed.

It's just that even with that way of running, it takes more than half a day to get to the destination, and Sion and Lorna, who are in the back seat, let go of consciousness early, and it's time for the two of them to get to bed amicably.

Lianya was awake watching Emil for a while, but when did she fall asleep?

"Worrying. Hey, Lenya. It's okay. I said," Don't shout. "

I don't trust you.

"That's terrible. You should sleep another night because it's okay. I'll wake you up when I get to the city, and if it's anything, I'll arrange for you to go to the inn and carry you to bed."

It was scheduled for the night to arrive in the city where Baron Goldner, the destination for now, was located.

So he took the inn and stayed overnight, and the next day he greeted Baron Goldner, and then he was on his way to the sea.

"You say sleeping kids grow up? The two of you in the back are sleeping comfortably, so I hope Lenya sleeps well, too, okay?

"You can't let Emil drive all the time, can you?

It was Lianya, who meant to be careful, but it seemed unnecessary to Emil, and she laughs lightly with her nose.

"I don't know if that's how much I get tired. It's different local power in the first place, so don't you think you should rest when you can?

"Really? Then... please wait a while longer"

It would be true to say that it is easier than sleeping, Lianya thinks.

Once you decide to go to sleep, you don't need time to hold back until your consciousness drops.

Depositing his body deep in the passenger seat, Emil stared at the side of Lotus Ya, who had begun to sleep again for a while, but confirmed that he apparently would not wake up, he was aiming for a destination while also accelerating the speed he had slowed down slightly to the limit level.