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Chapter 395
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Chapter 395 – The Descent of the Apostles
I jumped, but what am I going to do now?
As I fell freely from the sky, I was at a loss as to what to do. This port city is a fortified city surrounded by walls that are nearly 10 meters high, but I couldn’t see any point where I could land on the top of the walls. There were passageways that looked like corridors running through the city, but they were crowded with people, whether they were soldiers or residents. If I could step on the people sticking their heads out of the walls, I might be able to do something, but all I could see was the future of losing my balance and falling.
The gun emplacement facing the sea is open to the air, and it’s packed with people inside and out. No, the inside is…
“Mir.”
“Yes, you can come in anytime.”
Myrril smiles happily, her fluffy hair fluttering in my arms. She holds Uzi in both hands.
“”Ohhhhhhh!?””
The townspeople and soldiers who had been staring across the bay let out a gasp and a murmur of surprise when they saw us suddenly appear.
I was standing on the barrel of the “Magic Compression Cannon” that protruded from the city walls. As you might expect from the name, it was a cylindrical structure, four meters long and about a meter and a half in diameter. The base, under great stress, made an unpleasant creaking sound. There was a distance of more than ten meters between the base and the sea.
To be honest, it was really scary.
“What the hell is that? Where did they come from?”
“What a strange-looking thing. Is it one of those subhuman things?”
“Is it related to that strange-looking ship?”
There are some people who look like residents who are looking at us and making a fuss, but why don’t they feel any sense of danger? You’re just looking at everything so nonchalantly, but the three 100mm naval guns on the frigate that turned its side here are all pointing their muzzles at this side.
No one here thinks they’re in range. That’s right, it’s far away at about 2,500 meters. With my eyesight, I can only see the frigate the size of a grain of snot.
“Hey, you there!”
Myrril, who had been looking around, looked in the direction of the voice. A man in a dark blue uniform who looked like an officer was yelling at us. The nimble dwarf girl climbed down from my arm and walked nimbly along the gun barrel to the open-air gun emplacement, where she looked at the Surz hostage who had been packed in there. Then she turned to the commander and said in a strangely flat voice.
“You are the commander of the Imperial Army, aren’t you?”
When a person’s anger exceeds a certain level, their voice becomes like this. I couldn’t see her face from where I was, but I think she gave him a very frightening look. The commander’s man trembled and began to turn pale before I could even look at him.
“Release the Surz held here. Now.”
“What the hell… are you doing?”
The commander tried to pull out his sword with all his might, but a shot rang out, and the blade flew off at the base.
“I don’t need to tell you again.”
“Don’t underestimate the Imperial Army!”
More than ten soldiers emerge from behind the two gun emplacements. Each of them pulls their daggers from their waists and prepares to approach us slowly and cautiously. As she watches them, Myrril raises her voice to make sure everyone around her hears her.
“We are the protectors of Surz, the apostles of Mead! In the name of our employer, Mead, we hereby declare!”
Mir-neesan, saying “employer” is probably a mistake. Is there a line that even an actor can’t cross? Or is she just a bad liar? She’s very conscientious about such things.
“If you harm even one of the people of Surz, I will destroy this city.”
“Huh? Don’t be ridiculous! Gunnery, kill this bastard!”
At the commander’s command, the soldiers prepare to attack, but the head of the soldier who was about to attack explodes.
“This is the hammer of justice. Anyone who wants to die can come to me.”
The dozen or so men lined up on the city wall, all tall, burly-looking men, were frozen in place, unable to move. Some of the onlookers, who looked like ordinary people, screamed and ran away.
“Now, make your decision. If you surrender Surz peacefully, we will let you go. If you resist, we will kill you.”
“W-wha…”
I can’t see much because I’m in a blind spot, but it looks like the Surz people trapped inside the tower are bound and connected to something and are in a painful state. My legs balancing on the barrel are starting to shake, and I can’t keep up with these indecisive people just standing around.
“Myrril, I’ll leave it to you.”
I use short-range teleportation to stand on the chest wall. One of the soldiers jumps out and grabs me, maybe because I don’t have a weapon, and let my guard down. I teleport again and fly to the other gun emplacement. Behind me, I see the shadow of a soldier falling from the wall.
“Fuhaaaaaahh!!!”
Somewhere far away, there was a sound of something being crushed. It seems that he didn’t reach the surface of the sea.
“Commander, I’m counting to five. If you cross that line, the negotiations…”
As she was about to say this, she stopped. It was because she had seen it. Inside the open-air gun emplacement, there was a scene of more than ten people tied up with collars, their eyes covered and their limbs bound, crammed in there half dead and half alive for some unknown weapon called the “Magic Compression Cannon.”
“Hey, you’ve got to be kidding me.”
Flies swarm. Maggots crawl. I removed all of their shackles and put them in my storage. I enter the gun emplacement and struggle to free the emaciated people. When I loosen their restraints, their reactions are weak. Even when I remove their blindfolds, their dimly opened eyes do not look at me.
“Hey.”
I jump out of the gun emplacement and grab a Browning Hi-Power, aiming it at the commander.
“Is this what you did?!”
“What…”
“Don’t ‘what’ me, you piece of garbage! Answer me! Did you do this?!”
As I fire, the commander’s knee shatters, and he falls face-first into the stone passageway. The soldiers near us come at me, but I give each of them a finishing double shot with my 9mm. I shoot and kill six of them. The slide stops in the hold-open position. I take the Ithaca shotgun out of my holster and aim it at the frozen soldiers.
“S-stop! We didn’t do it!”
“Who gave you the order?”
I pointed the barrel at the big men cowering with their heads in their hands and questioned them one by one. I shot the man who tried to escape when he saw an opening and killed him.
“If you don’t answer, I’ll kill you. Even if you run away, I’ll kill you. Even if you lie…”
“They are the magicians of the Field Verification Unit! They’re not human! They told us they were ‘materials’ to make special gunpowder…”
Whether he was trying to distract me or had just gone crazy, I blew the man’s head off as he grabbed me with a tearful face. The remaining soldiers who were about to pounce on me all fell down after being shot in the stomach with shotgun pellets, and they rolled around in a pool of their own blood as stray bullets shredded their legs and arms.
“That’s right. The people of the Empire don’t treat either the demi-humans or the commoners as human, do they?”
“That’s right.”
“I didn’t ask you a question, you piece of garbage.”
I pointed the muzzle of the shotgun at the lone remaining commander. The man, whose knees were shattered and who could only crawl, was breathing heavily, tears and snot streaming down his face, overcome with fear and pain.
“Yoshua, take care of this one too.”
I heard the muffled voice of Myrril from the first gun emplacement.
“Hey.”
“Hyiii!”
“Where are the rest of the Surz?”
“They’re gone. I don’t know. They’re… gone.”
I killed him. Anyway, he was no use to me anymore. I blew his chest plate apart with my shotgun.
“Myrril, we’re coming in.”
When we went in from the entrance to the gun emplacement, the situation was the same as in the other one. Even after we untied them, they were still limp and motionless, and even after we removed their blindfolds, they still showed no reaction.
“This is bad. We need healing magic.
The only ones who can do that are the elves. On the ship, there’s Lui, Eino-san, and… Marquis Yerkel too?
“I’ll go get them. Can you take care of things here for a while?”
“Sure, I’ll take care of it.”
This is the worst. As I thought, the only thing waiting for us is disaster.
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