"Is this ... a Guardrail?"
[ Buhahaha, how do you like it, Kent-sama. I created it based on Japanese roads. ]
The place I am currently is Makirigu Pass, a key point on the northern road from the Davira Desert to Aldaros, the Royal Capital of Resenburg.
We have been working on improving the roads in order to weaken the opposition of the people for when Seraphima's party passes through Resenburg.
Makirigu Pass was a difficult point on the road, and also the place where the remnants of Havre Calvine were planning to attack.
We have already crushed the first attack plan and sent a warning to the remnants of Havre, but in order to further demonstrate our power, I asked them to proceed with the preparation of the road with all their might.
"Yup, this is amazing. It's beyond my imagination."
[ Buhahaha, if you say that, it means that our efforts have been worth it. ]
The mountain pass road I had imagined was wide enough for horse-drawn carriages to pass each other with ease, and had a nicely paved surface.
However, what I'm seeing is two lanes plus one lane for climbing, and even a sturdy Guardrail.
Originally, it was a mountain pass road that winds and curves as you gain altitude, but the curves were made gentler by making mounds and digging tunnels.
We even have sand available to prevent slipping during snowfall.
"It's already more than satisfactory, there's nothing to complain about."
[ Thank you very much. I was able to use techniques from Kent-sama's home country as a reference and have fun working on them. ]
"If they look at this path and still think about attacking us, I'll make them regret it with a 'Gatsuun'."
[ Then, I will leave the remnants of Havre to Kent-sama, and we will prepare the road ahead. ]
"Yup, my best regards."
I thanked the Kobolds and Zeta-tachi who were in charge of road maintenance, then I moved with Fred to the gang's hideout.
The hideout was located about a third of the way up Makirigu Pass, down a side road, and a little further up in the opposite direction.
It seemed that the place was originally used as a charcoal hut, and the surrounding forest was cleared and the site was widened to accommodate horse-drawn carriages.
However, there were only seven horse-drawn carriages, so it seems that expanding the grounds wasn't worth it.
The brand new large log house seemed to be the gang's hideout.
It looked like the hideout could accommodate quite a number of people, but with the number of carriages, it was probably far from the number of people they had planned.
"Fred, are those all the carriages that have gathered?"
[ Yes ... Quite a few ran away ... ]
There were horse-drawn carriages line up in a row at the Drevis Duchy hideout, but it was probably because I used summoning magic to cut off their swords, made Nero appear, stole their weapons, and blew up the hideout.
According to Fred's investigation, there would be a discussion regarding the attack tonight, so let's take a look inside.
The gang had gathered in a hall the size of two school classrooms combined, with around 50-60 people sitting around a table.
Even though it's called a table, it was just a row of wooden boxes that used to hold materials, and I felt a sense of familiarity, but all of them looked like villains.(TN:Familiarity because Kent's room is just boxes.)
Among those gathered, I could see Gildale, who seemed to be the leader, and Lobuev, who had a bearded face.
Personally, I'd like them to disband, but the fact that they're gathered here meant they hadn't given up on the attack.
"Why did you decide it would fail even before we started it!"
The person yelling at Gildale was a muscular man who seemed to be close to our age.
Although he was not very tall, his thick chest, thick limbs, and overall body shape looked square.
"That's because the information is leaking to the Demon King."
"Well then, are you trying to say that there is a traitor?"
The young man's words caused a stir among the assembled crowd, but Gildale showed no signs of panic.
"A traitor is it ... It's even more difficult to deal with than something like that."
"What do you mean."
Gildale told the unconvinced young man about what had happened in the Drevis Duchy.
Apparently, some of the people gathered did not go to the Drevis Duchy and were waiting here.
"Just because your sword was cut off, did you get scared. Even if the weapons were taken from the carriage, there are explosives and weapons here, right."
"That's not what I mean. Not only do they know everything about our hideouts, agitation locations, explosive storage locations, and attack plans, but they also have the ability to seize weapons from multiple carriages at almost the same time. He's far ahead of us."
Maa, it goes without saying that this hideout also has weapons for an attack.
"Fred, where are the explosives?"
[ Here ... There's guards as well ... ]
It looked like the discussion in the hall would continue, so I decided to go see where the explosives were stored first.
The storage location was inside the same log house, but in a small room at the opposite end of the hall.
There was one square wooden box and more than ten large barrels.
"By any chance, those barrels are all explosives?"
[ The barrels are oil ... The explosive is in the wooden box ... ]
"What are they going to use the oil for?"
[ They're going to drop it from the top of the cliff ... and shoot a fire arrow at it ... ]
To put it in modern terms, they probably intended to use it like a Molotov cocktail or an incendiary bomb.
If the oil is sprinkled around, you won't be able to use fire magic, and even if you can't light it, it will be a big burden on the defenders.
There were three guards, one outside the room, and the rest inside, facing each other across a small table, and seemed to be playing cards.
Naturally, with all this stuff in here, fire was strictly prohibited, so there was no fire in the room.
All three of them seemed to be wearing thick clothes, but they were moving their bodies little by little and stamping their feet.
The conditions were tough to spend a February night in the middle of a mountain pass without heating.
"Uwah, there are five barrels. I wonder how much they had hidden away."
[ With these explosives ... planned to collapse the cliff ... ]
There were five barrels of explosives stored inside the wooden box.
In addition to the main road maintained by Reinhardt and the others, Makirigu Pass seemed to have a narrow road that cut into the mountain.
It seemed that the remnants of Havre were planning to head to the attack site along that narrow road, collapse the cliff with explosives, and eliminate the guarding knights, or at worst, separate them from the carriage Seraphima was riding.
It seemed that the original plan was to kidnap Seraphima and use her as material for a deal with Camilla, but it seemed that there had been a change.
[ Seraphima-jou ... it seems like they want to kill her ... ]
"If you give up on negotiations, you're just a bandit."
[ That's right ... no need to go easy ... ]
We have suffered a lot from Havre Calvine, so even if they had political claims, we planned to crush the remaining forces.
Even so, I was willing to listen to the argument, but if the goal was to abandon negotiations and steal money and goods, there was no room for extenuating circumstances.
"They won't move them right away, but let's collect the explosives ... Summon!"
For the time being, I placed the barrels of explosives stored in the wooden box into the shadow storage using summoning magic.
The barrels of explosives were moved without a sound, so the two guards who were distracted by the card game didn't notice it at all.
"Fred, where's the armory?"
[ Here ... ]
The weapons were in a room across the hallway.
There weren't as many personnel assigned to security here as there were to the explosives.
Of the three people guarding the explosives, it appeared that the one outside the room was also guarding the door to the armory.
Inside the armory, spears, swords, shields, and armor were neatly lined up.
This number should be enough to arm all the people gathered.
There were some items that looked like used items, but most of them appeared to be new.
It was a pain to move all the weapons and armor in the room, and it was difficult to do without making noise.
So, let's just take everything in the room.
"Summon!"
[ Excellent work ... as expected of Kent-sama ... ]
The floor of the armory was slightly scraped, but the weapons were intact.
Rather, even if I have so many weapons, there was no use for them.
Should I donate them to the Volzard garrison.
When I returned to the hall, Gildale and the young man were still arguing.
"In that case, we should just move before the Demon King shows up."
"I'm telling you, he's not someone you can outwit at that level."
"You won't know something like that until you try it. Basically, if it weren't for that bastard, we should have been appointed by Havre-sama, who took control of the kingdom. I won't be satisfied until I see his tearful face!"
Apparently, this young man was the one that Havre had been having operate outside of his territory while he was planning the coup.
I mean, I think everyone here was in a similar situation.
"Gildale, what's going on. Ever since you joined us here, you've only talked about canceling the attack and disbanding the organization. Kask, Oldor, Jitter ... how many people do you think have left."
"Because this is our last chance. When the Drevis Duchy hideout was blown up, the Demon King could have killed us all. Instead of doing that, he took away our weapons and sent us a warning letter. I won't show mercy if you point your blades at me again ... If we carry out the next attack, we'll all be killed."
Apparently, Gildale continued to persuade his friends after leaving the hideout over there.
It would be nice if they could voluntarily disband and live their lives honestly, but the people who remained here were laughing at Gildale's story and seemed to have no intention of changing their minds.
"Gildale, aren't you frustrated. Are you just going to cry your eyes out and let a brat trample on our hopes and dreams!"
"Of course I'm frustrated. Of course I'm infuriated. But, Edberg. What's the point of fighting a battle with no chance of winning and then dying. That's just a dog's death."
"Then, why did you decide that we will lose. Why do you decide that we will die. Generally speaking, you attack someone with the intention of killing them, but it would be strange to think that you won't die. I've prepared myself to die if I make a mistake. Hey, aren't you the same way?"
The men gathered in the hall perked up at Edberg's call.
"Prepare yourselves. We'll give the Demon King a surprise!"
"That's not enough. There's also the bastards of Barshania."
"After all, let's kidnap the Princess and have lots of fun with her!"
"Listen, you bastards! We'll plant the explosives tomorrow before the Demon King takes them away. After that, we'll just scatter until the appointed day. If you don't let him narrow down the target, the Demon King is nothing to be afraid of!"
It seemed that this young man named Edberg had more charisma than Gildale.
Gildale exchanged glances with Lobuev and smiled bitterly.
"I understand, Edberg. If your resolve remains unchanged after saying this, then I will also participate. I will fulfill my responsibility as someone who has led the organization up to this point."
"That's right, Gildale. You should have said that from the beginning. Weak words don't suit you. Okay, let's have a pre-celebration. Call the guards as well. Since there are fewer people and we have extra ingredients, let's go all out!"
"Hey, Edberg. No matter how you look at it, the guards ..."
"It's fine. Even if you're prepared, the Demon King will still come, right? Tighten your belly!"
"Yeah, that's right ... Okay, let's drink tonight!"
Gildale, who had given up on trying to persuade the group to disband, held up a mug filled with alcohol and began to liven up the party.
Maybe he was ready to die.
[ Kent-sama ... what should we do ... ? ]
"Yup, I'll dispose of them."
The drinking party started, and I listened to the people gathered, but they were all talking about attacking nearby villages, kidnapping girls, robbing, killing, and raping girls before the attack.
Gildale had been trying to persuade them a lot, but since they were in this state, it was probably impossible to rehabilitate them.
Edberg said he was ready to die, and since the others were also planning to attack, they must be ready to be attacked.
We will eliminate all the gang members in this hideout so that there is no aftermath.
After confirming that the guards were gone, I also used the summoning technique to bring out the barrels of oil.
I planned to use this oil as well.
When the alcohol got in and it got even louder, I built an earthen wall around the hideout.
I made it about 2 meters thick and higher than the chimney of the log house hideout, hardened it thoroughly, and it was ready to go.
"Nushi-sama, should I kill them?"
Sahel asked me, feeling a little excited, but I declined.
"Sorry. I'll use explosives again this time."
"I see ... that's a shame."
In contrast to Sahel, who shrugged her shoulders, Mirt was excited and yelled 'It's Do~n, it's Do~n'.
Yup, it's true, but it's an act that will take the lives of about 60 people, so I didn't feel like having fun.
Up until now, while escorting Master Reese to Bakkenheim, I had subjugated the bandits at Rivarre Pass, but it was Nero, Zeta-tachi, and the others who had taken direct action.
I am responsible for taking someone else's life ... On the other hand, I guess it was my own weakness that led me to choose an explosion instead of using swords and magic to make the situation more real.
The last time I looked into the hideout hall, the people were having fun, spreading out the food and alcohol they had prepared.
Please at least pass away with happy thoughts and without knowing anything.
"Repatriate!"
I dropped three barrels of oil in front of the fireplace in the hall, immediately repatriated two barrels of explosives to the chimney, and moved outside the wall surrounding the hideout.
With the sound of an explosion, a pillar of fire rose from the other side of the wall.
"Repatriate once more!"
Once the blast had subsided, the remaining explosives and barrels of oil were repatriated to the sky above the wall and dropped.
With a series of booms and explosions, the pillar of fire rose again.
Even after the blast had subsided, roaring flames rose from the top of the hardened walls surrounding the hideout, resembling a giant barbecue stove.
Maybe it was because we were blocked by a wall, but I didn't hear any screams or groans since the first explosion.
I used star-attribute magic to peer inside the wall from above, it was filled with blazing flames, and no one could be seen moving.
I don't think there is anyone who could survive in this situation, and I think it's safe to assume that the remnants of Havre Calvine are wiped out.
[ Kent-sama ... what about after this ... ? ]
"Once the fire has subsided, use earth magic to bury it deep underground."
They would have been torn apart by the explosion, and if they were burned to ashes, they would not come back to life as undead.
"Nushi-sama, you did great."
"Nope, that's not true, Sahel. The worst thing that could happen is that we overlook these guys and a raid takes place, but the best thing to do was to convince everyone to change their minds. So, it's not the worst, but it's not the best. I wouldn't call it doing great."
"Is that so? But ... you did great."
Sahel was sitting next to me, watching the flames rise from the other side of the wall, and when I petted her, she purred and her body shook.
"Nya~, it's cold outside, nya, so you should lean on Nero, nya."
"Aniki, I'll take care of the carriages."
"Nero, Flamme, thank you."
[ Kent-sama ... I'll keep an eye on the fire ... ]
"Yup, please."
I asked Flamme to clean up the carriages, and when I leaned on Nero's stomach, Mirt and the others who had been running around saying 'Do~n', 'Do~n', returned.
Surrounded by soft and fluffy animals, my body was warm, but there was something cold in the corner of my heart.
Compared to Japan, this is a word where people's lives are easily lost.
If you step into the Devil's Forest or the dungeon, it was not uncommon to be attacked and killed by monsters.
In the battle with the Gigas, many knights lost their lives right in front of my eyes.
In addition to monsters, you may also be attacked and killed by thieves during your journey.
The thieves of Rivarre Pass, Havre Calvine, Graciela ... I didn't directly lay my hands on them, but if you include this time, the number of people I've been involved in taking their lives would exceed 100.
Even though I should have resolved myself and did it myself, there was something like a lingering feeling in my chest.
"I guess, I just don't want to be hated ..."
"Wau, I won't hate Goshujin-sama."
"Me too, I won't hate you either."
"Wafuu, Goshujin-sama, stroke me, stroke me."
"Yes, yes, everyone, thank you."
My genus don't hate me, but that's because I made them that way ... I know it's rude to think that way, but I'm thinking about it tonight.
[ It's okay ... If Kent-sama makes a mistake, we'll stop you ... ]
Fred's words suddenly sounded and broke the cold lump that had been sitting in the corner of my heart.
I am truly happy to be supported by my reliable family members.
[ Kent-sama ... it's about time ... ]
At Fred's signal, I peeked inside the wall through the shadow space, and found a pile of black charcoal, leaving behind some smoldering logs.
The pitch black round objects lying around here and there looked like skulls.
I returned to the outside of the wall and used earth magic to plunge the entire site deep into the earth.
The unhardened wall was placed on top, leveled, compressed and hardened again, then more soil was placed on top and leveled, and finally a tombstone was made.
Those who lived with ambition rest here ...
I put my hands together towards the tombstone, then returned to Volzard.
"Is this ... a Guardrail?"
[ Buhahaha, how do you like it, Kent-sama. I created it based on Japanese roads. ]
The place I am currently is Makirigu Pass, a key point on the northern road from the Davira Desert to Aldaros, the Royal Capital of Resenburg.
We have been working on improving the roads in order to weaken the opposition of the people for when Seraphima's party passes through Resenburg.
Makirigu Pass was a difficult point on the road, and also the place where the remnants of Havre Calvine were planning to attack.
We have already crushed the first attack plan and sent a warning to the remnants of Havre, but in order to further demonstrate our power, I asked them to proceed with the preparation of the road with all their might.
"Yup, this is amazing. It's beyond my imagination."
[ Buhahaha, if you say that, it means that our efforts have been worth it. ]
The mountain pass road I had imagined was wide enough for horse-drawn carriages to pass each other with ease, and had a nicely paved surface.
However, what I'm seeing is two lanes plus one lane for climbing, and even a sturdy Guardrail.
Originally, it was a mountain pass road that winds and curves as you gain altitude, but the curves were made gentler by making mounds and digging tunnels.
We even have sand available to prevent slipping during snowfall.
"It's already more than satisfactory, there's nothing to complain about."
[ Thank you very much. I was able to use techniques from Kent-sama's home country as a reference and have fun working on them. ]
"If they look at this path and still think about attacking us, I'll make them regret it with a 'Gatsuun'."
[ Then, I will leave the remnants of Havre to Kent-sama, and we will prepare the road ahead. ]
"Yup, my best regards."
I thanked the Kobolds and Zeta-tachi who were in charge of road maintenance, then I moved with Fred to the gang's hideout.
The hideout was located about a third of the way up Makirigu Pass, down a side road, and a little further up in the opposite direction.
It seemed that the place was originally used as a charcoal hut, and the surrounding forest was cleared and the site was widened to accommodate horse-drawn carriages.
However, there were only seven horse-drawn carriages, so it seems that expanding the grounds wasn't worth it.
The brand new large log house seemed to be the gang's hideout.
It looked like the hideout could accommodate quite a number of people, but with the number of carriages, it was probably far from the number of people they had planned.
"Fred, are those all the carriages that have gathered?"
[ Yes ... Quite a few ran away ... ]
There were horse-drawn carriages line up in a row at the Drevis Duchy hideout, but it was probably because I used summoning magic to cut off their swords, made Nero appear, stole their weapons, and blew up the hideout.
According to Fred's investigation, there would be a discussion regarding the attack tonight, so let's take a look inside.
The gang had gathered in a hall the size of two school classrooms combined, with around 50-60 people sitting around a table.
Even though it's called a table, it was just a row of wooden boxes that used to hold materials, and I felt a sense of familiarity, but all of them looked like villains.(TN:Familiarity because Kent's room is just boxes.)
Among those gathered, I could see Gildale, who seemed to be the leader, and Lobuev, who had a bearded face.
Personally, I'd like them to disband, but the fact that they're gathered here meant they hadn't given up on the attack.
"Why did you decide it would fail even before we started it!"
The person yelling at Gildale was a muscular man who seemed to be close to our age.
Although he was not very tall, his thick chest, thick limbs, and overall body shape looked square.
"That's because the information is leaking to the Demon King."
"Well then, are you trying to say that there is a traitor?"
The young man's words caused a stir among the assembled crowd, but Gildale showed no signs of panic.
"A traitor is it ... It's even more difficult to deal with than something like that."
"What do you mean."
Gildale told the unconvinced young man about what had happened in the Drevis Duchy.
Apparently, some of the people gathered did not go to the Drevis Duchy and were waiting here.
"Just because your sword was cut off, did you get scared. Even if the weapons were taken from the carriage, there are explosives and weapons here, right."
"That's not what I mean. Not only do they know everything about our hideouts, agitation locations, explosive storage locations, and attack plans, but they also have the ability to seize weapons from multiple carriages at almost the same time. He's far ahead of us."
Maa, it goes without saying that this hideout also has weapons for an attack.
"Fred, where are the explosives?"
[ Here ... There's guards as well ... ]
It looked like the discussion in the hall would continue, so I decided to go see where the explosives were stored first.
The storage location was inside the same log house, but in a small room at the opposite end of the hall.
There was one square wooden box and more than ten large barrels.
"By any chance, those barrels are all explosives?"
[ The barrels are oil ... The explosive is in the wooden box ... ]
"What are they going to use the oil for?"
[ They're going to drop it from the top of the cliff ... and shoot a fire arrow at it ... ]
To put it in modern terms, they probably intended to use it like a Molotov cocktail or an incendiary bomb.
If the oil is sprinkled around, you won't be able to use fire magic, and even if you can't light it, it will be a big burden on the defenders.
There were three guards, one outside the room, and the rest inside, facing each other across a small table, and seemed to be playing cards.
Naturally, with all this stuff in here, fire was strictly prohibited, so there was no fire in the room.
All three of them seemed to be wearing thick clothes, but they were moving their bodies little by little and stamping their feet.
The conditions were tough to spend a February night in the middle of a mountain pass without heating.
"Uwah, there are five barrels. I wonder how much they had hidden away."
[ With these explosives ... planned to collapse the cliff ... ]
There were five barrels of explosives stored inside the wooden box.
In addition to the main road maintained by Reinhardt and the others, Makirigu Pass seemed to have a narrow road that cut into the mountain.
It seemed that the remnants of Havre were planning to head to the attack site along that narrow road, collapse the cliff with explosives, and eliminate the guarding knights, or at worst, separate them from the carriage Seraphima was riding.
It seemed that the original plan was to kidnap Seraphima and use her as material for a deal with Camilla, but it seemed that there had been a change.
[ Seraphima-jou ... it seems like they want to kill her ... ]
"If you give up on negotiations, you're just a bandit."
[ That's right ... no need to go easy ... ]
We have suffered a lot from Havre Calvine, so even if they had political claims, we planned to crush the remaining forces.
Even so, I was willing to listen to the argument, but if the goal was to abandon negotiations and steal money and goods, there was no room for extenuating circumstances.
"They won't move them right away, but let's collect the explosives ... Summon!"
For the time being, I placed the barrels of explosives stored in the wooden box into the shadow storage using summoning magic.
The barrels of explosives were moved without a sound, so the two guards who were distracted by the card game didn't notice it at all.
"Fred, where's the armory?"
[ Here ... ]
The weapons were in a room across the hallway.
There weren't as many personnel assigned to security here as there were to the explosives.
Of the three people guarding the explosives, it appeared that the one outside the room was also guarding the door to the armory.
Inside the armory, spears, swords, shields, and armor were neatly lined up.
This number should be enough to arm all the people gathered.
There were some items that looked like used items, but most of them appeared to be new.
It was a pain to move all the weapons and armor in the room, and it was difficult to do without making noise.
So, let's just take everything in the room.
"Summon!"
[ Excellent work ... as expected of Kent-sama ... ]
The floor of the armory was slightly scraped, but the weapons were intact.
Rather, even if I have so many weapons, there was no use for them.
Should I donate them to the Volzard garrison.
When I returned to the hall, Gildale and the young man were still arguing.
"In that case, we should just move before the Demon King shows up."
"I'm telling you, he's not someone you can outwit at that level."
"You won't know something like that until you try it. Basically, if it weren't for that bastard, we should have been appointed by Havre-sama, who took control of the kingdom. I won't be satisfied until I see his tearful face!"
Apparently, this young man was the one that Havre had been having operate outside of his territory while he was planning the coup.
I mean, I think everyone here was in a similar situation.
"Gildale, what's going on. Ever since you joined us here, you've only talked about canceling the attack and disbanding the organization. Kask, Oldor, Jitter ... how many people do you think have left."
"Because this is our last chance. When the Drevis Duchy hideout was blown up, the Demon King could have killed us all. Instead of doing that, he took away our weapons and sent us a warning letter. I won't show mercy if you point your blades at me again ... If we carry out the next attack, we'll all be killed."
Apparently, Gildale continued to persuade his friends after leaving the hideout over there.
It would be nice if they could voluntarily disband and live their lives honestly, but the people who remained here were laughing at Gildale's story and seemed to have no intention of changing their minds.
"Gildale, aren't you frustrated. Are you just going to cry your eyes out and let a brat trample on our hopes and dreams!"
"Of course I'm frustrated. Of course I'm infuriated. But, Edberg. What's the point of fighting a battle with no chance of winning and then dying. That's just a dog's death."
"Then, why did you decide that we will lose. Why do you decide that we will die. Generally speaking, you attack someone with the intention of killing them, but it would be strange to think that you won't die. I've prepared myself to die if I make a mistake. Hey, aren't you the same way?"
The men gathered in the hall perked up at Edberg's call.
"Prepare yourselves. We'll give the Demon King a surprise!"
"That's not enough. There's also the bastards of Barshania."
"After all, let's kidnap the Princess and have lots of fun with her!"
"Listen, you bastards! We'll plant the explosives tomorrow before the Demon King takes them away. After that, we'll just scatter until the appointed day. If you don't let him narrow down the target, the Demon King is nothing to be afraid of!"
It seemed that this young man named Edberg had more charisma than Gildale.
Gildale exchanged glances with Lobuev and smiled bitterly.
"I understand, Edberg. If your resolve remains unchanged after saying this, then I will also participate. I will fulfill my responsibility as someone who has led the organization up to this point."
"That's right, Gildale. You should have said that from the beginning. Weak words don't suit you. Okay, let's have a pre-celebration. Call the guards as well. Since there are fewer people and we have extra ingredients, let's go all out!"
"Hey, Edberg. No matter how you look at it, the guards ..."
"It's fine. Even if you're prepared, the Demon King will still come, right? Tighten your belly!"
"Yeah, that's right ... Okay, let's drink tonight!"
Gildale, who had given up on trying to persuade the group to disband, held up a mug filled with alcohol and began to liven up the party.
Maybe he was ready to die.
[ Kent-sama ... what should we do ... ? ]
"Yup, I'll dispose of them."
The drinking party started, and I listened to the people gathered, but they were all talking about attacking nearby villages, kidnapping girls, robbing, killing, and raping girls before the attack.
Gildale had been trying to persuade them a lot, but since they were in this state, it was probably impossible to rehabilitate them.
Edberg said he was ready to die, and since the others were also planning to attack, they must be ready to be attacked.
We will eliminate all the gang members in this hideout so that there is no aftermath.
After confirming that the guards were gone, I also used the summoning technique to bring out the barrels of oil.
I planned to use this oil as well.
When the alcohol got in and it got even louder, I built an earthen wall around the hideout.
I made it about 2 meters thick and higher than the chimney of the log house hideout, hardened it thoroughly, and it was ready to go.
"Nushi-sama, should I kill them?"
Sahel asked me, feeling a little excited, but I declined.
"Sorry. I'll use explosives again this time."
"I see ... that's a shame."
In contrast to Sahel, who shrugged her shoulders, Mirt was excited and yelled 'It's Do~n, it's Do~n'.
Yup, it's true, but it's an act that will take the lives of about 60 people, so I didn't feel like having fun.
Up until now, while escorting Master Reese to Bakkenheim, I had subjugated the bandits at Rivarre Pass, but it was Nero, Zeta-tachi, and the others who had taken direct action.
I am responsible for taking someone else's life ... On the other hand, I guess it was my own weakness that led me to choose an explosion instead of using swords and magic to make the situation more real.
The last time I looked into the hideout hall, the people were having fun, spreading out the food and alcohol they had prepared.
Please at least pass away with happy thoughts and without knowing anything.
"Repatriate!"
I dropped three barrels of oil in front of the fireplace in the hall, immediately repatriated two barrels of explosives to the chimney, and moved outside the wall surrounding the hideout.
With the sound of an explosion, a pillar of fire rose from the other side of the wall.
"Repatriate once more!"
Once the blast had subsided, the remaining explosives and barrels of oil were repatriated to the sky above the wall and dropped.
With a series of booms and explosions, the pillar of fire rose again.
Even after the blast had subsided, roaring flames rose from the top of the hardened walls surrounding the hideout, resembling a giant barbecue stove.
Maybe it was because we were blocked by a wall, but I didn't hear any screams or groans since the first explosion.
I used star-attribute magic to peer inside the wall from above, it was filled with blazing flames, and no one could be seen moving.
I don't think there is anyone who could survive in this situation, and I think it's safe to assume that the remnants of Havre Calvine are wiped out.
[ Kent-sama ... what about after this ... ? ]
"Once the fire has subsided, use earth magic to bury it deep underground."
They would have been torn apart by the explosion, and if they were burned to ashes, they would not come back to life as undead.
"Nushi-sama, you did great."
"Nope, that's not true, Sahel. The worst thing that could happen is that we overlook these guys and a raid takes place, but the best thing to do was to convince everyone to change their minds. So, it's not the worst, but it's not the best. I wouldn't call it doing great."
"Is that so? But ... you did great."
Sahel was sitting next to me, watching the flames rise from the other side of the wall, and when I petted her, she purred and her body shook.
"Nya~, it's cold outside, nya, so you should lean on Nero, nya."
"Aniki, I'll take care of the carriages."
"Nero, Flamme, thank you."
[ Kent-sama ... I'll keep an eye on the fire ... ]
"Yup, please."
I asked Flamme to clean up the carriages, and when I leaned on Nero's stomach, Mirt and the others who had been running around saying 'Do~n', 'Do~n', returned.
Surrounded by soft and fluffy animals, my body was warm, but there was something cold in the corner of my heart.
Compared to Japan, this is a word where people's lives are easily lost.
If you step into the Devil's Forest or the dungeon, it was not uncommon to be attacked and killed by monsters.
In the battle with the Gigas, many knights lost their lives right in front of my eyes.
In addition to monsters, you may also be attacked and killed by thieves during your journey.
The thieves of Rivarre Pass, Havre Calvine, Graciela ... I didn't directly lay my hands on them, but if you include this time, the number of people I've been involved in taking their lives would exceed 100.
Even though I should have resolved myself and did it myself, there was something like a lingering feeling in my chest.
"I guess, I just don't want to be hated ..."
"Wau, I won't hate Goshujin-sama."
"Me too, I won't hate you either."
"Wafuu, Goshujin-sama, stroke me, stroke me."
"Yes, yes, everyone, thank you."
My genus don't hate me, but that's because I made them that way ... I know it's rude to think that way, but I'm thinking about it tonight.
[ It's okay ... If Kent-sama makes a mistake, we'll stop you ... ]
Fred's words suddenly sounded and broke the cold lump that had been sitting in the corner of my heart.
I am truly happy to be supported by my reliable family members.
[ Kent-sama ... it's about time ... ]
At Fred's signal, I peeked inside the wall through the shadow space, and found a pile of black charcoal, leaving behind some smoldering logs.
The pitch black round objects lying around here and there looked like skulls.
I returned to the outside of the wall and used earth magic to plunge the entire site deep into the earth.
The unhardened wall was placed on top, leveled, compressed and hardened again, then more soil was placed on top and leveled, and finally a tombstone was made.
Those who lived with ambition rest here ...
I put my hands together towards the tombstone, then returned to Volzard.
