Volume 4 Chapter 32 (1/2)
Chapter 4 Episode 32
Editor: Starbuck11
”Fumu...”
Small mutterings resounded inside the room.
A man lying on the bed in the bedroom located on one of the corners of the fort.
He gazed at the ceiling and sighed for many times.
”Fuuh...”
Moore sighed again.
He closed his eyes but once again he immediately opened them.
No one knows how long he did that.
The darkness outside the window began to disappear. It was thirty minutes before the sun rises from the horizon.
(I can't sleep at all...)
The time he laid down on his bed had not changed.
In other words, he had laid down on the bed without being able to sleep for hours.
The sense of something wrong bothered him throughout the night.
And such anxiety troubled Moore's heart.
In the battlefield, when the time to sleep comes, soldiers should sleep. And soldiers should be able to switch between asleep and awake immediately.That was why soldiers should sleep whenever possible since no one knows when prolonged a battle spanning days would happen.
However, Moore could not sleep at all.
(I guess I have to give up sleeping now and get up...)
He got up on his bed and rang the bell placed on the bedside.
”Please excuse me... Is there something you need?”
He ordered a guard guarding his room to bring some water.
(Fumu... Delicious)
Moore poured the water from the jug into the cup, after he drank the cold water he could feel his body being refreshed.
It seems the anxiety had undermined his body.
After a while, Moore lay down on the bed once again.
It was not for sleeping this time.
(I don't understand... What is this feeling of anxiety?)
It felt like some warning bell resounded inside Moore's heart.
It was similar to the feeling when an ambush was about to happen.
It felt like an insect was crawling beneath one's skins.
However, Moore was currently on the border between Ortomea Empire and the Zalda Kingdom. Furthermore, he was inside a stone-walled fortress with thousands of soldiers guarding it.
Notiz fort had been built at the western end of the Notiz plain, which meant an attack could only happen from the front, and only if the Zalda Kingdom managed to defeat Sardina’s army.
And Moore never received a report that Sardina had been defeated.
If the invading army was completely lost, it would cause the Ortomea Empire to question its very own survival.
That was why such report of defeat wouldn't be missed at any cost.
”d.a.m.n it, what's going on with me...”
Saying that, Moore got off the bed and shook his head. Then he grasped his beloved sword.
From a logical point of view, the uneasiness inside his heart was something mind-boggling.
But his intuition said he could not discard it either.
In the end, he doesn't know whether or not he should ignore it.
(Because I've believed in my intuition all this time, I survived many battlefields...)
On his hand, he held a sword with a complicated carved pattern.
It was a sword forged by the best blacksmiths and also being bestowed with magic power performed by the best magic arts users.
For Moore, this sword was his alter ego.
His expression turns sharp the moment his hand held the sword cold handle.
In reality, his intuition was never wrong.
Because right now, flocks of hungry wolves were going to strike with their fangs.
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Countless people crawled on the fort courtyard.
Many carts had been left alone forming long lines.
It was left unattended without bringing the goods into the warehouse because they thought it was already late when they arrived, and by the next morning they were going to leave to the front line, it was more efficient without unloading the goods.
And Ryouma used that opening to enter the Notiz fort at night. <tln: trojan=”” horse=”” ryouma=”” style=””>
(Morons...)
For the enemy, it was certainly an effective choice.
Because they knew they were going to use the cart soon anyway, thus there was no reason to unload and load it again the next day.
However, because of that, Notiz Fort have to pay a great price.
If one were to checks the doc.u.ments properly, there should be a big difference between those submitted and the actual goods being transported.
Inside his heart, Ryouma laughed merrily.
”Begin...”
Ryouma shakes his hand forward.
Following the signal, ErnestGora's knights wearing Ortomea Empire armors scattered throughout the fort.
They also brought sufficient amount of oil with them.
No matter how hard a stone fortress was from the outside, once the fire is started from within, the people inside the fortress would suffer.
Since it was impossible to make everything inside a fortress using only stones.
”Now then, please dance according to my expectations...”
Small mutters leaked out from Ryouma's lips.
During the dawn, people’s wariness were low, it was a convenient time for a sneak attack.
At this time, security guards who got up all night watching the surroundings are usually tired due to the fatigue.
Notiz fort might possess strong defensive power if attacked from the outside, but not from the inside.
Before long, the quiet morning turned into turmoil within a second.
”Fire! It's fire!”
”Extinguish it! Water, get some water!”
At first, it was a small voice, but then it was getting bigger and bigger.
”It's an enemy attack! It's an enemy attack!”
”Wrong! Calm down... Gather each units and wait for an order!”
”Are you a moron?! We will die if we don't extinguish the fire first! Bring some water here!”
Burning fires fuel human's fears, and black smoke interferes with their vision.
Fear due to the fire. No matter what world, humans always fear fire.
An angry and panic voice could be heard one after another.
Information got tangled up, caused no one to be able to grasp the situation accurately.
Everything was in utter chaos.
Furthermore, ErnestGora soldiers who dressed up as Ortomea Empire soldiers shouted random nonsense, causing the Ortomea soldiers getting further confused.