146. Acceptance, recognition, approval
Kreis put the rolled up parchment back in his arms and opened his mouth.
It’s a rough road. The slanted rocky road had a sloping path, which took my breath away.
Still, it wasn’t to the point where I couldn’t open my mouth.
“Rem, what about Rem?”
Phew.
I uttered a single word and pushed my foot into the crevice in the rock. Feeling a little dizzy? As soon as that thought occurred to me, I saw his hand. Encred’s outstretched hand.
Holding his hands together, Kreis pulled himself up.
The large rock behind it was a rocky mountain that served as a natural shield.
Even if I had to choose a path, I chose a rough one.
Well, it had some meaning.
Isn’t it valid just to see that the arrow doesn’t fly right away?
“Except for his personality, I think he’s a really good soldier.”
At Chryce’s words, Encred stepped on the rock, leaned his back against the rock next to him, and turned his head to look at Chrys.
“If we only look at skills.”
Encred opened his mouth and then closed it.
If you only look at your skills, it’s probably not good enough.
What if Rem’s personality was gentle?
Cryce asked Encred again.
“It’ll be okay, right?”
Even though it was a strategy I planned, the reason I showed anxiety was probably due to my personality.
Although he spent his time carefree, Kreis was the kind of guy who secretly hid his belongings near the barracks in case something happened.
You may not know it, but you probably have some things hidden within the city.
“The enemy might suddenly come and attack us. “I feel like if I hide this and die, I will become a soul out of resentment.”
There was no such feeling.
Even though such a thing is impossible.
“It’s because I’m anxious. “I’m anxious.”
This is the big-eyed subordinate who always spoke like this.
Yes, you can.
Isn’t it different for everyone?
Compared to Kreis, he is probably more carefree.
Encred, who had been staring for a moment, opened his mouth when Chrys asked if he was okay.
“I said I would do it, so I will do it myself.”
Rem was that kind of guy. A guy who says he won’t notice if I don’t touch him.
“Are you going to learn?”
Wasn’t it like that when I first taught you about the heart of the beast?
Who would teach me my skills so easily?
“Good Bosch, we’ll learn next time.”
The same applies when showing the heart of strength.
He said he would kill the giant, and he did.
If you think about it again.
‘He’s an interesting guy.’
So you will do as I say.
What did you say before you left?
Difference between hunter and sniper? And there was another thing added.
“I’m going to put this on every baby’s head and come back.”
I said that while putting the arrow he shot in my belt. So you will figure it out.
“It will be difficult to hide from here.”
Finn said from the front. So far we have been moving between rocks and rocks.
If I couldn’t get to a higher place, I walked along a path that would hide me from projectile weapons.
Should I say that this is a moment that reminds us that Finn is an excellent ranger?
Thanks to that, I managed to avoid it until now.
The point where a ranger’s talent becomes a shield has come to an end.
Encred measured the time in his mind. I think it’s time for Lem to do something.
I had just moved along a rocky mountain. If you go down to the left like this, you will join the main unit and return as is.
“I guess I’ll just have to wait.”
Encred said. Finn didn’t say anything. In her view, there was something of a bond between them.
The belief that Rem, who disappeared alone among the bushes, would take care of it, was evident in Encred’s words.
So what about the other crew members?
Except for Andrew and Mac, the rest are just calm.
“Because it pleased the Lord, I sent believers with me. Let those who do not have faith repent and keep them by your side; rebuke their sins and forgive them.”
Auddin prays.
A friend named Saxony was examining the blade of a stiletto, and although his face was expressionless, he looked oddly drunk.
Are you drunk on the blade? Even though the pin doesn’t look like an ordinary item.
It doesn’t seem like he would care for a dagger that much, but his handmade face seems to have a liveliness that is not easily seen.
The lazy man was left lying around.
He pushed himself into a crevice in the rock, held the two swords in his arms, and closed his eyes.
“I don’t have enough sleep.”
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Seeing him muttering to himself, it really isn’t normal.
‘Can I leave this alone?’
It will work, right?
In Finn’s personal judgment, it is time to move. From afar, there is a master of the bow who surpasses all others.
It’s a threat. I didn’t even know that his life was at stake for a moment.
“I think it’ll be okay.”
The person next to me who opened his mouth was Kreis, a soldier with big eyes.
Even though he keeps saying he’s anxious, he eventually says he’s okay. What he said next was even more shocking.
“It seems like there are very few variables now.”
What variable?
There was no separate explanation.
Finn deliberately leaned out and looked behind him. The purpose was to become a target and confirm the enemy’s location, but no arrows flew.
* * *
‘Well, it reminds me of the old days.’
The days when I once lived with the grassland as my bed and the sky as my blanket.
Time to run around and play on the mountain ridge as a playground.
How were you at that time?
He was a great and outstanding hunter, and a person who lived up to everyone’s expectations.
A time when power and responsibility were discussed.
These are moments that were both good and bad.
Now it is a moment that can never be returned.
What can I do?
What you have to accept is something you have to accept and live with.
Now the West has become a frontier.
Acceptance and acceptance.
Rem learned that from watching Encred.
In a way, my platoon leader could be said to be a person who would never tolerate or accept anything.
But on another side, he was also a person who tolerated, accepted, and acknowledged.
‘With that skill, with that talent.’
You want to become a knight by not giving up?
It was a suicide attempt. It was an act of killing my body and mind at the same time.
Still, it goes on. When I looked at the back, all kinds of thoughts came to mind.
How can humans do that?
As I question this, this is what comes to mind.
‘Start by admitting that you have no talent.’
That was the beginning of Encred. Recognizing, tolerating, and approving.
After reflecting on what he had, what did he do?
went forward It had the heart of a beast that I thought would be difficult to attach to the body until it was really broken.
Now, there is also a tremendous power in that heart.
He accepted, acknowledged, accepted, and walked on for tomorrow.
Whether it’s dawn or sunset, it’s always the same.
As expected, I felt better when I thought of the platoon leader.
Rem showed a silent smile.
It makes me feel better for no reason.
‘long time.’
I feel like swinging an ax for fun. The desire to go back to the time when she entrusted herself to the two words ‘hunting’ also raised her head.
It wasn’t difficult to find traces of the hawk’s claws.
Rem was neither a Pathfinder nor a Ranger.
But he was a hunter.
What is a hunter?
A person who walks well is called a pathfinder.
We decided to call a person who walks well and fights well a ranger.
Among the scouts, the specialized ones are the Rangers. So are they hunters? You can’t be called a hunter just because you catch a few rabbits.
So what is a hunter?
‘What can I do?’
These are the guys who get what they aim for.
There were many things on the continent that were in bad condition.
Did you say Enri? Plains hunter? No, that kind of thing is called a hunter?
If it were of her own tribe, Enri would not have been a hunter or a guide.
That’s not even half of it.
The tribes say that hunters are people who kill and capture their prey.
These are the people who make a living for the tribe.
‘I found it.’
At the end of my thoughts, I saw my prey in Rem’s eyes.
He was twitching his nose, chasing the scent, and was about to take a detour and catch the back.
Erasing traces? That wasn’t even a thing.
As long as he walked without making a sound, Rem was as confident as a sneaky wild cat.
From Rem’s standards, there were easy and difficult types of prey.
Right now, it could be said to be the easiest prey.
A fool so preoccupied with his prey, what opponent could be easier than that?
Walk like a spotted beast, the best hunter in the wilds of the West.
Breathe long and slow, and hold your breath when hiding your presence. This imitates the round-headed beast called the Western Lake Hunter.
There was a slight sound of the collar rubbing, but I ignored it.
Because the opponent is distracted in front.
After being caught off guard like that. Rem followed closely behind the one in the back.
Until then, the other party did not know of Rem’s existence.
The enemy was advancing towards higher ground.
So, it looked like they were walking in a line from bottom to top.
Rem stretched out her hand.
He placed his hand on the left shoulder of the person walking ahead of him. The other person was startled and turned his body around.
‘Good reaction speed.’
As soon as I tapped Rem’s left shoulder, he moved to the right. Rem’s movements were as fast as a ghost and as quiet as a leopard.
From the other person’s perspective, he feels a hand from behind on his left side and looks away, but nothing comes out.
puck!
After that, it’s all a bit of axing.
An ax wielded as if chopping firewood at the crooked nape of the neck.
Blood spurted out with a cracking sound.
Blood poured out in a patter and splashed onto my cheek.
Instead of smiling, Rem admired those who looked back with his gray eyes.
Everyone has a scared face.
Surprised eyes.
Those wide-open eyes reminded me of an herbivore or a deer.
Should I say that seeing such surprised faces is one of the joys of hunting?
“… … surprise attack!”
“f*ck!”
“Stop it!”
Busy action followed, accompanied by swearing.
When Rem lowered his body as if to attack, the other side also responded.
To be exact, three of them! And pulled out the short sword.
I still like the thoughts and reactions I get.
Rem brushed his right shoulder once and moved his left hand.
It’s a simple trick.
Since I was holding an ax in my right hand, wouldn’t my consciousness be focused there?
just as expected. The other person’s gaze rested on his right shoulder.
Meanwhile, a hatchet flew out of Rem’s left hand and hit the forehead of the guy holding the arrow behind him.
The foot of the person who was hit rose and flew backwards.
“Sangae!”
One of them shouts. As expected, the response is good.
If you gather together, you die. Did you notice the difference in skill at a glance?
Or is it just an instinctive command?
Anyway, it was timely.
A cry went out, “Sangae!”, but the three with swords rushed at Rem instead.
It was a promised action.
Afterwards, the five escaped. They quickly scattered left and right and went down the rocky mountain, and one started to climb even higher.
Of the original ten, two died.
Rem thought and began swinging the axe.
Naturally, there was no way he could be an opponent.
They attack and split and chop. A simple movement was like a reaper’s scythe to the enemy.
Among the cut and dead, a gray-haired hunter covered in blood twitched his nose.
The scent of humanity spreads through the bloody smell.
The hunter who had been trained by the tribe played with his feet again.
Rem had no intention of missing a single person.
* * *
‘What is this?’
Hawk Claw clearly felt the feeling of being chased.
So it’s absurd.
Born in the mountain village of Azpen, he was gifted with a knack for using a bow from an early age.
It was natural that he became the best hunter in the village at the age of fifteen. At least for him, that was natural.
I hit the target with every shot, and I could clearly see where I had to hit to kill it.
After leaving the village and becoming a mercenary, he gained fame, and based on that, he gained the attention of nobles.
Afterwards, he served in the military.
It was the beginning of a life where new status and wealth were guaranteed.
“How about becoming a member of the principality?”
In fact, he was on the verge of being adopted by the nobleman he saved.
Even though he is my adoptive father, who is less than ten years younger than me, what does that mean?
Status was only important.
That was what would happen once I finished this job and went back.
“I will hand over my newly acquired territory.”
Those were my adoptive father’s words.
Hawk Claw could do that. As the owner of the territory, he was able to transcend his status.
If I did well, I could have married my half-sister.
Whilick. puck!
“Knock!”
Something flew and stuck in the back of my thigh. The claw rolled forward, feeling terrible pain.
I also hit my head on a rock. The front was spinning.
My vision wasn’t clear properly, so I took a long time to catch my breath, and only then did I see what was ahead.
“Cough.”
As soon as my vision opened up, my stomach turned. A cough came out of nowhere. I suppressed the feeling of nausea and looked ahead.
“You’re playing well. you.”
The reaper was seen. He is a grim reaper with gray hair.
“how.”
Hawk Claw bit. How did he follow in his footsteps?
It was a statement filled with many questions, such as why he did not notice the author’s approach.
Rem did not speak to his prey.
Deep.
The arrow he had shot was lodged in Hawk Claw’s neck. The arrowhead pierced the soft neck and came out the back of the neck.
Blood bubbles formed and blood flowed down my neck.
Dark gray rocks turn red.
“hmm.”
Rem admired the sculpture he created for a moment and then shook his hands.
It had been a long time since I hunted, but the prey was so bland.
Although that is very unfortunate, it has already passed.
Recognition, acceptance, acceptance.
The same thoughts still persist. Throughout the hunt, Rem thought of the platoon leader.
What would happen if you lived like that?
It was a question that filled his mind these days.
* * *
Marcus advanced his troops towards the cross guard.
Just two days, at normal marching speed.
No, it was below average.
I went to rest after taking a rest.
‘Will this work?’
What if it doesn’t work? What should I do then?
Should I ask my friend Encred who suggested this?
No, my lieutenants weren’t that stupid.
“You just have to step away. “Whether you are deceived or not, the enemy will have no choice but to be conscious of it.”
“It’s okay to attack an actual city, but who said it was the one who suggested this strategy?”
A platoon member who spoke through the fairy company commander, more specifically through Encred.
Was his name Chrys?
How come there are no normal people in that platoon?
It would have been nice to call it a ploy.
Pretend to hit the city, bypass the troops.
Just attach it to the tail of the main unit and block the detour.
What if the enemy deploys all of their power to defend the city or take a detour?
They said it was a success.
Conversely, what if you don’t move? That too was a success.
Didn’t a platoon of crazy people go out for that purpose?
Even if you can’t hit your enemy in the back of the head, you can snap your fingers and come back.
Marcus thought those fingers were pretty hard.
‘Could it be the strongest chestnut on the continent?’
Puha.
Thinking about that made me laugh.
Anyway, two days as planned, three to four days after assessing the situation.
I did just that.
After marching for more than four days, they changed direction. It’s a return again.
Marcus wasn’t in a hurry on his way back.
Because I wanted to see them if possible.
That expectation was met.
“The madman platoon, the platoon leader and seven others have returned.”
Those who went on a guerrilla operation returned.
fantasy,
