Leila ran, ran, ran. She couldn't even breathe properly when she reached the group of soldiers approaching from a distance. They all seemed to be officers of the rank of lieutenant or higher. Leila ran close enough to see the face of the man in the lead, but was blocked by other soldiers. It was understandable, seeing a woman covered in blood running like crazy.
“Please, save me. Please save me, please save me... The soldier is trying to kill my family, my father, my husband, please save me.”
Leila pleaded with the brown-haired man with the unusually dark gray eyes who was looking down at her from his horse.
“Please save me, save me, save me. My father, my husband, please save me.”
Even without that, the group of them leading the military police had turned around after hearing the gunshots. The subordinate officer next to them whispered to the man who seemed to be the leader of the group. When the front man nodded, the subordinate officer gave the order like a tongue in his mouth.
“Put the woman on the horse.”
“If only we had just said that this guy was trying to kill us.”
“Fuck, I should have killed him and shut his mouth back then. That bastard tried to kill everyone so we...”
“I should have chased after him, Captain! No, there was no way he would have arrived today in the first place...”
“That’s the problem now!”
Ramrock's soldiers, who had been so confident just a moment ago that they had nothing to fear in this world, were now in a state of near-panic.
It was a group mixed with military police. It was a time when soldiers were frequently causing harm to civilians, and so caution was needed in many ways. It was hard to believe that two soldiers had died because they were trying to harass a country girl.
“Let’s kill this kid first and then frame him.”
“If that girl goes and makes a fuss.”
The soldier holding Aaron struck Aaron's chin with an expression that was almost like a crumpled tin can. As he stumbled and fell, he aimed his gun with trembling hands. Oh, I should have killed that bitch first!
“They say I’m crazy because my father died!”
It was when the soldier leading the charge again aimed his gun at Ben.
A gunshot rang out from afar. Ramrock's soldiers froze, sensing that it was a warning shot to force them to cease fire. 'Fuck!' It wasn't long before the shadow of a huge horse loomed over them.
The two soldiers, who had been struggling to come up with excuses without being able to move, looked up at the soldiers standing right next to them and opened their mouths. Their heads, which had been busy thinking of a plausible excuse that they had done this out of necessity to catch that Dublin guy, had turned gray.
...Oh my god. They’re all colonel-level. Crazy, colonel-level and above. And the front man who was lightly ordering them around was... General... Nimble!
“My, my, my, I see you, Brigadier General!”
Realizing that the situation was more serious than they had imagined, the two soldiers quickly lowered their guns and saluted. The man with brown hair and gray eyes looked around instead of accepting their salute. Two dead soldiers. A middle-aged man who still had his rifle down, and a blond man who had collapsed on his knees. The middle-aged man was the woman's father, and the blond man covered in blood was the woman's husband.
The officer who had brought Leila down was the first to dismount and let her down.
“Your rank and name.”
The soldiers who had caused the accident had their eyes wide open and started making excuses.
“3rd Defense Battalion Commander of the 1st White Hawk Division, 366! Reporting! This is her! We have found out that these people are colluding with enemy soldiers! And she said she would protect this Dublin soldier, and that b*tch...!”
"Dublin?"
For the first time, the man called Brigadier General opened his lips.
The voice began with a cold heaviness and ended with interest. Since Ramrock's soldiers were basically the same in their feelings toward Dubliners, the two soldiers shouted quickly, one after the other.
“We suspect that woman is trying to hide Dublin soldiers and sell out secrets!”
Ben let out a loud roar.
“Know shame! You fucking dogs! And you still call yourself soldiers! Know shame!”
“You shut up! Brigadier General! He was trying to protect Dubliners by shooting at us!”
The other field-grade officers standing behind the brigadier exchanged glances at the mention of the Dubliner, but their reaction was somewhat different from that of immediate anger.
“Bruno.”
The subordinate officer standing closest to the brigadier general dismounted.
“I will check.”
The Brigadier watched as Bruno grabbed the bloody blond man's head and tilted it back, as if all his strength had been lost. Bruno asked.
“Are you from Dublin?”
“...”
“Answer.”
Aaron nodded with something like a sneer at the other Ramrock officer who had grabbed his head.
“Yes. But to Mr. Ben and Leila, it’s nothing...”
Bruno suddenly turned his head and looked at his superior, the troublemaker Brigadier General. He realized that his grey eyes were fixed long on 'this Dubliner.' Bruno had always been the Brigadier General's right-hand man, so he knew what he was going to say.
“Did you fight in the last war?”
"Then."
“...”
“It is true that I participated in the war that killed Ramrock. I repeat, that woman has nothing to do with me. I threatened her.”
“I heard she's your wife.”
“Because I said you would kill her if I didn’t marry her.”
Leila, who had been held captive by one of the lieutenant-level officers until then, screamed in agony.
“Don’t say that! Don’t say that! Please, Aaron, please! Don’t make me a bad person by lying to you... Brigadier General, no, he’s not that kind of person. He didn’t kill Ramrock’s soldiers. He was a medic...!”
The brigadier general, who had been standing upright in silence for a long time, soon began to laugh.
The atmosphere was strangely relaxed thanks to the laughter that erupted in the absurd situation. Bruno, who had gotten back on his horse, whispered to the brigadier again. However, the brigadier waved his hand lightly and rode his horse alone, approaching the two trembling soldiers.
“Let’s get this out of the way first. So, you were so filled with patriotism that you tried to rape your own people who threw themselves at the Dubliners?”
“That, that, that’s not what happened! We just followed along to question them...!”
“Commander of the 3rd Defense Battalion, 1st White Eagle Division, number 366.”
"Yes!"
“What great secret could there be in this tiny village that would make you so passionate as to cause a civilian casualty incident? When was the war over?”
“That’s not it! He’s a soldier from Dublin! He killed two of our men! That’s killing soldiers, Brigadier General! We have the right to retaliate against him!”
“That doesn’t make sense. And what kind of idiot taught soldiers the right to retaliate?”
The atmosphere quickly became icy. The man who had been the leader and had been the most vocal in his defense, shouting in a resentful voice, feeling that something was going in the Dubliner's favor.
“Lieutenant! Uh, uh, uh, maybe, maybe, we may have made a mistake! But that man is a Dubliner! As a soldier of Ramrock, I couldn’t just pass by a soldier of Dublin! In the first place, killing Dublin soldiers unconditionally would have contributed to the peace of Ramrock...!”
The soldier who said, 'If he's a Dubliner, kill him,' could never have imagined that it would become his last words. Taang! The smooth silver barrel of the gun blew off the soldier's temple with a sound, and smoke rose from the mouth.
The brigadier general was smiling, lightly turning the gun he had taken out at some unknown time.
The soldier who saw his captain's head flying away from his superiors right next to him was terrified. They, who believed they were at the top of the food chain in this rural village, finally learned that there were other higher races above them. Too late.
“Do you know who I am?”
The terrified soldier nodded his head as if he were possessed.
“Did you receive the wanted notice I sent?”
“Ah... I... I know. So, so, so, as you commanded, I, I, I put up flyers in downtown Casnier.”
“What was the condition for capturing him there?”
“...Brigadier General.”
“And what about those who disobey my orders?”
The brigadier general, who had asked bluntly, cocked his gun and aimed it downward. Then, without blinking, he fired at the two corpses that had been murdered by Aaron earlier and were in a state of disarray.
Bang! Bang!...Taang!
The gunshot was so loud that it was deafening. The soldier, who had turned pale and hesitated, stepped back and ended up urinating himself. The brigadier general, who had been looking at him with displeasure, gave an order to Bruno.
“Those four guys were executed on the spot on charges of disorderly conduct, disobeying orders, and injuring civilians, all under my authority. Deal with them.”
The soldier who had been trembling without strength turned pale.
He said 'four', not 'three'.
It's not 'three', it's 'four'.
The soldier started running, screaming as if he had frozen.
“You’re a good runner.”
As the brigadier lightly dismounted from his horse, the other field-level officers followed suit and stepped onto the ground. They looked puzzled by the sudden action of their superior, but did not ask questions out loud. Their superiors were the type to act coolly, but there was usually a reason, and the fact that a soldier had once again attempted to harm a civilian was not a matter to be taken lightly.
The brigadier walked over to Aaron, who was lying unconscious, almost collapsed. Then he held his gun out in front of him.
“My husband did nothing wrong...!”
Leila was startled, thinking he was pointing a gun at Aaron, and tried to shake off the officers and run away. However, Bruno, who seemed to be the brigadier general's closest aide, smiled and lifted her up by the waist. "It's okay," he said with an inexplicable confidence. Leila cried and hit his back, begging him to let her go.
Bruno thought.
'This woman's hands are freaking spicy.'
The brigadier asked as if he had no interest in what was happening behind him.
“Would you like to shoot yourself?”
Aaron, who had been looking down at the pool of blood with a feeling of resignation, turned his gaze to the luxurious gun held in front of his nose.
“If it were me, I would kill all the bastards who touched my woman by spreading their dicks on them. If that bastard runs away, it’ll be a pain to search for him. The chance for revenge won’t come easily.”
Ben also couldn't understand this situation that had suddenly occurred. When the officers appeared one after another, he lowered his gun, thinking that he was screwed, but he still couldn't let his guard down, so Ben shouted in a somewhat fierce and rude tone.
“Are you trying to catch me in the act of murdering a Ramrock soldier?”
“Please, save me. Please save me, please save me... The soldier is trying to kill my family, my father, my husband, please save me.”
Leila pleaded with the brown-haired man with the unusually dark gray eyes who was looking down at her from his horse.
“Please save me, save me, save me. My father, my husband, please save me.”
Even without that, the group of them leading the military police had turned around after hearing the gunshots. The subordinate officer next to them whispered to the man who seemed to be the leader of the group. When the front man nodded, the subordinate officer gave the order like a tongue in his mouth.
“Put the woman on the horse.”
***
“If only we had just said that this guy was trying to kill us.”
“Fuck, I should have killed him and shut his mouth back then. That bastard tried to kill everyone so we...”
“I should have chased after him, Captain! No, there was no way he would have arrived today in the first place...”
“That’s the problem now!”
Ramrock's soldiers, who had been so confident just a moment ago that they had nothing to fear in this world, were now in a state of near-panic.
It was a group mixed with military police. It was a time when soldiers were frequently causing harm to civilians, and so caution was needed in many ways. It was hard to believe that two soldiers had died because they were trying to harass a country girl.
“Let’s kill this kid first and then frame him.”
“If that girl goes and makes a fuss.”
The soldier holding Aaron struck Aaron's chin with an expression that was almost like a crumpled tin can. As he stumbled and fell, he aimed his gun with trembling hands. Oh, I should have killed that bitch first!
“They say I’m crazy because my father died!”
It was when the soldier leading the charge again aimed his gun at Ben.
A gunshot rang out from afar. Ramrock's soldiers froze, sensing that it was a warning shot to force them to cease fire. 'Fuck!' It wasn't long before the shadow of a huge horse loomed over them.
The two soldiers, who had been struggling to come up with excuses without being able to move, looked up at the soldiers standing right next to them and opened their mouths. Their heads, which had been busy thinking of a plausible excuse that they had done this out of necessity to catch that Dublin guy, had turned gray.
...Oh my god. They’re all colonel-level. Crazy, colonel-level and above. And the front man who was lightly ordering them around was... General... Nimble!
“My, my, my, I see you, Brigadier General!”
Realizing that the situation was more serious than they had imagined, the two soldiers quickly lowered their guns and saluted. The man with brown hair and gray eyes looked around instead of accepting their salute. Two dead soldiers. A middle-aged man who still had his rifle down, and a blond man who had collapsed on his knees. The middle-aged man was the woman's father, and the blond man covered in blood was the woman's husband.
The officer who had brought Leila down was the first to dismount and let her down.
“Your rank and name.”
The soldiers who had caused the accident had their eyes wide open and started making excuses.
“3rd Defense Battalion Commander of the 1st White Hawk Division, 366! Reporting! This is her! We have found out that these people are colluding with enemy soldiers! And she said she would protect this Dublin soldier, and that b*tch...!”
"Dublin?"
For the first time, the man called Brigadier General opened his lips.
The voice began with a cold heaviness and ended with interest. Since Ramrock's soldiers were basically the same in their feelings toward Dubliners, the two soldiers shouted quickly, one after the other.
“We suspect that woman is trying to hide Dublin soldiers and sell out secrets!”
Ben let out a loud roar.
“Know shame! You fucking dogs! And you still call yourself soldiers! Know shame!”
“You shut up! Brigadier General! He was trying to protect Dubliners by shooting at us!”
The other field-grade officers standing behind the brigadier exchanged glances at the mention of the Dubliner, but their reaction was somewhat different from that of immediate anger.
“Bruno.”
The subordinate officer standing closest to the brigadier general dismounted.
“I will check.”
The Brigadier watched as Bruno grabbed the bloody blond man's head and tilted it back, as if all his strength had been lost. Bruno asked.
“Are you from Dublin?”
“...”
“Answer.”
Aaron nodded with something like a sneer at the other Ramrock officer who had grabbed his head.
“Yes. But to Mr. Ben and Leila, it’s nothing...”
Bruno suddenly turned his head and looked at his superior, the troublemaker Brigadier General. He realized that his grey eyes were fixed long on 'this Dubliner.' Bruno had always been the Brigadier General's right-hand man, so he knew what he was going to say.
“Did you fight in the last war?”
"Then."
“...”
“It is true that I participated in the war that killed Ramrock. I repeat, that woman has nothing to do with me. I threatened her.”
“I heard she's your wife.”
“Because I said you would kill her if I didn’t marry her.”
Leila, who had been held captive by one of the lieutenant-level officers until then, screamed in agony.
“Don’t say that! Don’t say that! Please, Aaron, please! Don’t make me a bad person by lying to you... Brigadier General, no, he’s not that kind of person. He didn’t kill Ramrock’s soldiers. He was a medic...!”
The brigadier general, who had been standing upright in silence for a long time, soon began to laugh.
The atmosphere was strangely relaxed thanks to the laughter that erupted in the absurd situation. Bruno, who had gotten back on his horse, whispered to the brigadier again. However, the brigadier waved his hand lightly and rode his horse alone, approaching the two trembling soldiers.
“Let’s get this out of the way first. So, you were so filled with patriotism that you tried to rape your own people who threw themselves at the Dubliners?”
“That, that, that’s not what happened! We just followed along to question them...!”
“Commander of the 3rd Defense Battalion, 1st White Eagle Division, number 366.”
"Yes!"
“What great secret could there be in this tiny village that would make you so passionate as to cause a civilian casualty incident? When was the war over?”
“That’s not it! He’s a soldier from Dublin! He killed two of our men! That’s killing soldiers, Brigadier General! We have the right to retaliate against him!”
“That doesn’t make sense. And what kind of idiot taught soldiers the right to retaliate?”
The atmosphere quickly became icy. The man who had been the leader and had been the most vocal in his defense, shouting in a resentful voice, feeling that something was going in the Dubliner's favor.
“Lieutenant! Uh, uh, uh, maybe, maybe, we may have made a mistake! But that man is a Dubliner! As a soldier of Ramrock, I couldn’t just pass by a soldier of Dublin! In the first place, killing Dublin soldiers unconditionally would have contributed to the peace of Ramrock...!”
The soldier who said, 'If he's a Dubliner, kill him,' could never have imagined that it would become his last words. Taang! The smooth silver barrel of the gun blew off the soldier's temple with a sound, and smoke rose from the mouth.
The brigadier general was smiling, lightly turning the gun he had taken out at some unknown time.
The soldier who saw his captain's head flying away from his superiors right next to him was terrified. They, who believed they were at the top of the food chain in this rural village, finally learned that there were other higher races above them. Too late.
“Do you know who I am?”
The terrified soldier nodded his head as if he were possessed.
“Did you receive the wanted notice I sent?”
“Ah... I... I know. So, so, so, as you commanded, I, I, I put up flyers in downtown Casnier.”
“What was the condition for capturing him there?”
“...Brigadier General.”
“And what about those who disobey my orders?”
The brigadier general, who had asked bluntly, cocked his gun and aimed it downward. Then, without blinking, he fired at the two corpses that had been murdered by Aaron earlier and were in a state of disarray.
Bang! Bang!...Taang!
The gunshot was so loud that it was deafening. The soldier, who had turned pale and hesitated, stepped back and ended up urinating himself. The brigadier general, who had been looking at him with displeasure, gave an order to Bruno.
“Those four guys were executed on the spot on charges of disorderly conduct, disobeying orders, and injuring civilians, all under my authority. Deal with them.”
The soldier who had been trembling without strength turned pale.
He said 'four', not 'three'.
It's not 'three', it's 'four'.
The soldier started running, screaming as if he had frozen.
“You’re a good runner.”
As the brigadier lightly dismounted from his horse, the other field-level officers followed suit and stepped onto the ground. They looked puzzled by the sudden action of their superior, but did not ask questions out loud. Their superiors were the type to act coolly, but there was usually a reason, and the fact that a soldier had once again attempted to harm a civilian was not a matter to be taken lightly.
The brigadier walked over to Aaron, who was lying unconscious, almost collapsed. Then he held his gun out in front of him.
“My husband did nothing wrong...!”
Leila was startled, thinking he was pointing a gun at Aaron, and tried to shake off the officers and run away. However, Bruno, who seemed to be the brigadier general's closest aide, smiled and lifted her up by the waist. "It's okay," he said with an inexplicable confidence. Leila cried and hit his back, begging him to let her go.
Bruno thought.
'This woman's hands are freaking spicy.'
The brigadier asked as if he had no interest in what was happening behind him.
“Would you like to shoot yourself?”
Aaron, who had been looking down at the pool of blood with a feeling of resignation, turned his gaze to the luxurious gun held in front of his nose.
“If it were me, I would kill all the bastards who touched my woman by spreading their dicks on them. If that bastard runs away, it’ll be a pain to search for him. The chance for revenge won’t come easily.”
Ben also couldn't understand this situation that had suddenly occurred. When the officers appeared one after another, he lowered his gun, thinking that he was screwed, but he still couldn't let his guard down, so Ben shouted in a somewhat fierce and rude tone.
“Are you trying to catch me in the act of murdering a Ramrock soldier?”
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