Chapter 38

Chapter 38

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Silver coins on the table were scattered about jjalang.

Nameless rushed at Haspiel holding a battle axe in one hand, truly like a tiger pouncing.

All this scene felt like it was stopped in time. Surprised people's faces, and Haspiel about to scream just now.

However, time flowed in the end.

"Aaaaah! Ap!"

Thud!

The axe filled with vengeance struck the enemy's head. Then naturally, Haspiel's head split like a watermelon. He had to take the head, but now wasn't a situation to care about such things.

Nameless tangled with already dead Haspiel and fell to the floor udangtang. Haspiel's bodyguards around didn't even have a moment to use their hands, and were just startled.

The people watching needed time to accept what happened, and after a while, a sharp scream rang out.

"Kyaaaaaaaah!"

That became a signal and people tried to rush out of the gambling house. However, the exit was narrow, and since there were many people, it was soon on the verge of being crushed by getting tangled and pushing and being pushed.

"Don't push!"

"I said don't push!"

Tables and chairs were overturned and money spilled dizzily. Ah, the sound of money spilling. That was a sound making people go crazy even in this situation.

So there were not just one or two people picking up money fallen on the floor regardless of whether a person just died or not. Among them, there was Bori-bori too. Looking around sabang like a surprised rabbit, he picked up money into his pocket frantically with his hands.

The tavern became a mess in an instant, and the thief guild members took out weapons belatedly. However, they were at a loss not knowing what to do.

Because they were also overwhelmed by the mess and confused. To the extent that they had no time to care about Haspiel being dead.

The bodyguards tried to do something by grabbing Nameless from close range, but his body covered by the cloak was in heavily armed state.

When Nameless raised the blood-stained axe again, Rickart standing on the table shouted loudly.

"Everyone!"

As Rickart's voice stuck in ears clearly like a sharpened spear blade, the confused scene stopped just for a moment. And everyone looked up at Rickart with wide eyes in surprise.

"What happens if you cheat in gamblingggggg!"

Rickart shouted passionately as if appealing. And held up broken bowl pieces and three dice high.

"This guy was just caught cheating! You must have seen it clearly too!"

Honestly, since they were frantic, no one saw properly. Only, since the dead has no words, Rickart's voice was bound to be louder.

Rickart shouted looking at the thief guild members.

"It is natural that the head splits if caught cheating! Did we do wrong! Or did you do wrong! If you have a mouth, speak!"

Rickart shouted confidently overwhelming the crowd. Grabbing the justification tightly, he drove the opponents.

Then, Haspiel was lying scattered with his head broken now, but rather the thief guild people were intimidated.

"We just kept the iron rule of the gambling table! And this is a tip for everyone!"

Rickart scattered his money piled up in a heap chwak like sprinkling snow. Sprinkling here, sprinkling there too.

People were hit by the pouring rain of money. And then their eyes spun and they started to lie on the floor and pick up money rather than escaping the scene.

In that gap, Rickart shouted to Nameless. Since the situation was the situation, there was no time to be polite.

"Let's go!"

Nameless understood the intention wonderfully, overturned those heavy tables kwadangtang at once, and opened a way. And pushed away the place still blocked by people like a bull.

Rickart jumped down from the table lightly and followed behind. Bori-bori also followed in a hurry, his pocket bulging as if bursting because of money.

However, around the time the three almost went out of the gambling house confidently, someone shouted from behind.

"Catch those bastards!"

If they went a little more, they could hide in the shadow of the night. Regretful, but it didn't matter.

Rickart turned back as if he waited and drew his longsword. And swung the sword sideways toward the person rushing first.

Whish! thud!

Rickart's accurate sword stroke cut his neck. A headless corpse fell cheolpudeok near the entrance, and then there were not one or two enemies tripping over the corpse.

Since it was a narrow entrance, they didn't know the situation in front, so people kept pushing from behind, and people falling kept increasing.

Nameless drew the axe again and struck thief guild members' heads like catching moles.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

Bodies of people fallen overlapping each other floundered, and soon corpses piled up almost as high as a person blocked the entrance.

Rickart put the sword back into the scabbard and said.

"Let's go to the inn, pack luggage, and leave immediately."

The three headed to the inn near the city gate hiding in the shadow of the night.

While going, Bori-bori walked fast holding his pants like a person needing to pee. It was because the pocket was full of silver coins.

The sound of challang challang rang in the night street, but there was no worry of being caught because of the sound. Because people who were in the gambling house were also running away here and there after taking a share.

So the sound of money clinking was heard from all directions, and thief guild people caught anyone hitting them.

And those thugs killed people on the spot and took money rather than chasing Rickart. Getting eyes spun by money was the same for thief guild people too.

Would thieves have any loyalty to the organization or dead boss? 'It seems already messed up, I should take a share too', they seemed to think like that.

The three burst into the inn as if raiding. People who were trying to sleep lying on the floor in the hall were surprised, but regardless of that, the three went up to the room on the 2nd floor quickly, packed only luggage, and came out.

Coming out again, firelight shone from the place where 'Mother's Sorrow' was. It seemed a fire broke out. In this cold winter, it was a quite warming sight.

However, because it was night, the city gate was closed. Momentarily thinking 'what should we do', Nameless who experienced this kind of thing a lot walked to the barracks next to the city gate ttubok ttubok.

As he kicked the door kwang and opened it, guards who were playing cards quietly inside were startled.

"W-what?"

Seeing a huge man heavily armed wearing a darkish cloak, everyone was flustered and scared, unable to attack.

Nameless turned something like a large cogwheel, which was a device to open the city gate. It was something several people had to combine strength to turn barely, but he pushed it alone.

A thick iron chain wound and made a sharp and heavy sound. Rickart and Bori-bori stuck together and helped, but it wasn't big help.

Anyway, opening the city gate, they left the barracks leisurely. Absurd guards only blinked their eyes kkeumbeok kkeumbeok.

Like that, looking at it one way, they succeeded in killing an opponent more difficult than dealing with Ehrenberg 5. Although they couldn't take the head, revenge was achieved so it didn't matter.

Because it was a winter night, the air was cold, but thanks to the somehow excited feeling, there was no time to feel the cold.

"Easier than thought?"

Bori-bori carrying a thick bag said.

"No matter how many the numbers are, they are guys like grains of sand. Just pushing slightly, they scatter. Thieves are like that."

Not all were like that. There were really many thief guilds in the world, and it had to be seen that they were in almost every city. So some thief guilds were really organized, secretive, and terrifying. Thieves also had differences in level.

Nameless looked back suddenly. Firelight shining beyond the city wall was visible. He felt an emotion different from usual revenge.

Wait, it wasn't something done to feel refreshed inside or release grudge in the first place. Only, should he say no particular inspiration arises?

Not knowing if it was because of the boys next to him, somehow a futile feeling grazed his chest.

"Work finished easier than thought. How about robbing the bandits too while at it?"

Rickart looked at the two and said.

"Why?"

"These guys definitely lock up people and do human trafficking or this and that bad things. Since we killed the boss, let's sweep them away in this gap."

Subjugating bandits with scale with only three people was nonsense.

However, that was talk only looking at numbers, and if they had skills equivalent to that and wisdom, there was nothing they couldn't do either. Didn't they just experience it?

"Good. What about Dad?"

Bori-bori looked at Nameless and said. By the way, Dad. Did he decide to call him that now?

Anyway, Nameless nodded without a word.

As decision was made like that, the three crossed the bridge crossing the river in the middle of the night. And climbed the mountain path openly.

Really because it was night, nothing was visible, but they could know where the destination was. Because something like torches were lit at the mountain fortress.

Rickart approached near the mountain fortress with two people, then hid behind a tree and examined the fortress.

A few people were on the wooden fence, but rather than guarding, they were watching the fire in the city now. Sounds of saying something mwola mwola were heard but not heard accurately.

Nameless took out a throwing axe seueuk, but Rickart reached out and stopped him.

"Look around the surroundings first."

Doing so, they walked around the mountain fortress. Probably because it was built loosely, there were many gaps here and there, and there were also many places where they could just climb up holding on.

But surrounding the mountain fortress, corpses were scattered here and there. Ranging from white bones to ones not long ago. Most bones weren't that big. Probably seemed like children.

Among people caught to receive ransom or to sell, children couldn't endure the harsh environment and died easily.

What was sadder here was that there were many cases where parents sold their children unable to pay debt or unable to overcome starvation.

Rickart looked down from the back of the mountain fortress, figured out the structure roughly, and climbed the wooden fence first. Nameless and Bori-bori followed behind.

Torches and bonfires were lit, and Rickart headed to the place where bandits would be sleeping according to the structure he figured out in advance. Opening the door, bandits sleeping unconsciously looked to be about fifteen.

"Let's set fire."

When dealing with large numbers, or slaughtering, locking them in a warehouse or barn and setting fire was efficient. Stabbing and cutting to kill each person one by one was also hard labor.

Rickart, Bori-bori, and Nameless each brought dry straw piles and bonfires whole. And threw straw wildly inside the accommodation where bandits lived, and overturned the bonfires hwak.

After that, they locked the door from outside.

"Ah fuck, what, what is it. Gasp!"

"What is going on!"

"Cough! Cough! What is it! Hey don't joke!"

"Save meeee! Look here! Save me!"

Waking up from sleep, as fire caught on inside the whole accommodation and smoke spread, they seemed frantic. And as commotion occurred, people on the wooden fence and people sleeping in other places came out and looked.

Rickart's party hid behind other buildings in advance before that, and ambushed bandits coming to save colleagues.

Nameless ran out first and struck down with the axe several times. Every time he struck, one person fell.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

His axe work was terrifyingly accurate. The difficult point when handling an axe is that it's very troublesome if you don't hit accurately, but he never missed.

Surprised bandits hurried in confusion, and Nameless lifted a throwing axe and threw it toward an enemy holding a bow from afar. And it stuck in the head accurately without fail.

Thud! Thud!

Guys who ran out while sleeping couldn't even wear equipment properly, and couldn't hold weapons in hands either.

Bori-bori chopped them up, and Rickart examined the scene calmly, found dangerous variables, and killed them then and there.

The hands and feet of the three matched so well that they almost committed slaughter against the overwhelming majority.

Remaining bandits couldn't understand what on earth was happening now at all. Just feeling that it wasn't something they could handle, they opened the mountain fortress door and just ran away.

And as for running away, if one person starts to run away, remaining people are bound to run away all together as if swept away.

In the meantime, the fire grew bigger and bigger, and Rickart opened the door where prisoners were locked up at the last. Then, although he felt it a little from outside already, stench including feces and urine hit hwak in earnest.

Women gathered in the corner hugging each other looked at Rickart and the party with expressions dyed with fear. Hearing sounds of people dying outside and smelling burning smell, they were scared in advance.

"Come out. We'll take you to the city."

"W-who?"

The women didn't even dream that they were saved. Because such things were stories not even in legends.

Legendary heroes killed evil dragons or punished demons, things like that, but there wasn't saving people.

"Mm, Nameless X and Kids? Anyway come out quickly. Because fire broke out here."

Rickart said. Nevertheless, the women were full of fear and couldn't get a grasp.

So Nameless went inside and dragged them out forcibly. Only then women could come outside, and their eyes went wide seeing the burning mountain fortress and bandits' corpses scattered terribly here and there.

"I said come quickly."

Rickart said walking out of the mountain fortress nonchalantly jeobeok jeobeok. Women followed behind.

Only after coming down the mountain completely and arriving at Runenberg city gate, women barely gathered their minds and conveyed thanks.

"T-thank you."

"Thank you, heroes."

Because of the fire in the city and fire on the mountain fortress, light reached from both sides. Since it wasn't that bright, each other looked dim. Burning smell was felt strongly.

Women looked to be from teens to early 20s in age. Conversely, in their eyes, Rickart's party looked like beings transcending humans wrapping the reddish curtain of night.

Rickart stared at them blankly, then threw a money bag tuk telling them to recover their bodies and use it as travel money.

"Live well."

And just left with Bori-bori and Nameless.

Was it sympathy, goodwill, or compassion. It certainly didn't seem like sense of justice, but he just acted like that.

Not knowing from what mind the action originated themselves, soon as dawn broke, the city gate opened, and the three people's tracks spread from the mouths of rescued women.

Then from some moment, people called the three people like this. Heroes of Siegfinger who defeated villains and saved people.

Chapter 38. End.