I Was Connected to Earth’s Black Market From Another World With The Skill [Market]! (WN)

Chapter 259



Chapter 259



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Chapter 259 – The Approaching Threat and Their Determination


“””””””Kill everyone?”””””””


“That’s right. It’s an easy job to destroy your enemies in the safety of Casspir.”


Where did you learn that line, Myrril-san? Was it from Rinko?


Nojaloli-san puffed out her chest with confidence, but the eyes of the shrine maidens were still swimming. The lord and the twins are probably half-convinced as well, but in their position, they seem to have already made up their minds. They can’t just leave it to us, outsiders, and let the people involved run away.


“”””””There’s no way.””””””


No matter how much she has reduced the number of enemies, the number is not less than 10,000. The land that fills the entire field of view is getting closer and closer. It is not safe.


“It may sound cruel, but…”


Myrril looked around at the shrine maidens with a calm expression on her face.


“You were here a few hours ago. No matter how we handled it, you would have been dead by now.”


“”””””!!””””””


“What we are here for now is our decision to fulfill the lord’s wish. I don’t ask you to thank us, but please don’t throw us away for nothing.”


“Your Majesty the Queen!”


I turned at the sound of the Prince’s voice to see the giant Kaienholt clutching something at its feet. It was probably a carriage, a rock, a cannonball, or some other massive object. The distance seems to be over a kilometer…”


“Yoshua.”


“I’m on it.”


I moved away with a couple of RPG-7s, checked behind me, and fired a series of shots at its arm. Two of the rounds missed and flew backward, but one hit it in the shoulder, scattering sand. The arm almost fell off, but the sand around it made up for it, and it was back on its feet.


“Mir.”


“That’s good enough.”


Meanwhile, Myrril had attached the KPV and started firing. The loaded ammunition was incendiary armor-piercing rounds, which should be effective against anything it tries to throw, let alone sand. The 14.5 x 114 mm round that landed crushed what looked like a carriage held by the giant Kaienholt, which fell apart in flames and spread flames to the ground. I don’t know what happened to the stray bullet, but if it had landed in our rear, we wouldn’t be safe.


“It’s just a big dumbass, isn’t it?”


I turned around, laughing, to see the shrine maidens standing hand in hand with tears in their eyes. They were still scared but no longer looking for a way out.


Myrril looked at the shrine maidens with a cute little tilt of her head.


“You must have heard them, too. The people of Solbesia are hiding to the north of the oasis. We cannot run away if we do not want them to be involved. We have no choice but to finish them off here.”


The shrine maidens nodded.


“Come, let’s go. Waiting and trembling will not work miracles. There is no other way but to fight.”


A crimson flame shimmers from Myrril’s body.


I have noticed recently that this is a fighting spirit. Perhaps it is thanks to the ring made by the miracle craftsman that it has become so thick that it can be seen.


Despite wearing a glowing flame, Myrril smiles gently.


“As long as you do not give up your will to fight, we will be with you. No matter what happens, we will be with you until the end.”


“”””””Yes.””””””


“Good girl.”


Myrril-san laughed happily. How can you be so calm?


“What? Don’t worry. Our Demon King will take care of the rest.”


“Hey!”


“I was joking. I won’t force you to do anything.”


Well, we’ve been fighting together for a long time, and Myrril has always been ahead of me. In the sense that she never leaves things to others, she’s the kind of person who always does what she says she’s going to do. That may sound similar to me, who can’t trust people, but it’s not the same at all.


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“When you die, your head will be exposed? How did this come about?”


In the Casspir, as we rode in, I learned from the Prince the reason for the shrine maidens’ fear.


“Because that’s what they did to the Royal Guard of Solbesia.”


The twins’ words were short. In order to let the royal family of Solbesia escape, Solbesia’s most elite guard had launched an offensive against the Imperial Army. Forty warriors fought with all their might against an enemy force of nearly 10,000.


They were defeated, and their heads were displayed in the streets of the city.


“Those who survived in the royal capital were shown their rotting heads every day.


The imperial army, the invader, used its own methods to weaken the will of the conquered to rebel. Children would be horrified to be exposed to such things. I can understand their fear of death if they were subjected to it themselves. Myrril-san, however, doesn’t seem to be bothered.


“Myrril, aren’t you afraid?”


“I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t afraid of death. There is nothing we can do about what happens after we die while we are still alive. If that is the case, there is no point in thinking about it. You can think about it after you die.


The Prince shook his head with a tearful smile on his face.


“One of the warriors said the same thing before he died.”


“Umu. A fine spirit. He must have fought bravely.”


“Yes, he did. But those men died just to let me go. And this is the result.”


“Do not be a fool. The Prince is still alive and here. The heroes did their duty well and honorably.”


“Yes.”


The Prince looked down in frustration.


“You have a good retainer. Now it is your turn to do your duty.”


Prince Haidar looked up and calmly looked back at me and Myrril. Perhaps he had made up his mind, or perhaps the childlike softness in his expression had disappeared.


“The forty loyal retainers who were killed by Kaienholt were each an old and powerful warrior, and each one of them could stand against a thousand men at once. If I do not repay their deeds of valor, I am not qualified to live as royalty.”


“Then it will be 40,000.”


“Huh?”


“A mighty warrior who can fight a thousand at a time, and you have to slaughter that many enemies in five minutes.”


I don’t think it’s such a simple calculation. But the Prince nodded and laughed, perhaps feeling more at ease now that he had a tangible goal.


“I will do my duty, I promise.”


“That is the spirit. His Majesty the Demon King may have devoured 20,000 of them first.”


No, that would be you, Myrril.



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