29 [1-29] Fresh Mixer (1/2)

A strange thing was galloping along the old road.

It was the wreckage of a two-horse sleigh, or something like that.

It was pulled by a horse and was moving at high speed.

The horse was blowing bubbles and running in a frenzied manner. It was as if all thoughts other than running had been erased from their minds. As if fleeing some great horror behind them, a despair in human form.

Derrik, who was desperately pulling on the reins, felt the same way. He had seen the whole thing, what the girl had done, sitting on the bare seat.

The sleigh, the horses, the luggage, and the people were all in her way, all objects of destruction.

The thirty or so Night Python members, some of whom were ...... experienced in rough trade, were killed like leaves in the ...... wind.

Only two horses, the wreckage of the sleigh, and Derrik remained. It was not because she was lucky or resisted, but simply because they saw a need for her.

The wreckage, with its walls and ceiling removed, was the result of modifications she had made to make it a little lighter, faster, and more alert to her surroundings.

She seems to be using some kind of magic to keep out the cold, but Derrik is unable to benefit from it and is already freezing to tears and snot.

”I take it your watchtower is just up ahead?

Derrik cowered at the sudden voice that came from behind him. The voice was that of a pretty little girl, but it had no inflection at all, and was so cold that it was hard to believe she was speaking to a human being.

Derrick knew that he was only considered as 'trash that still has a use'.

”Yes!　We've set up frontline bases at various locations near the road!　Today, I was supposed to escape through this old road, so there are several of us here to scout and ensure safety!

That's what I heard earlier.

Yes, I'm sorry!　I'm sorry about that. ......, but I just got through to them with a caller, so they won't be able to interrupt us!

All right, then, full speed ahead.

”Yes, sir!

Derrik whipped the horse, which was already running at full speed, recklessly, hoping to increase the speed as much as possible.

Her orders were simple. Her orders were simple: ”Take me to the best man.

The chieftain, Derik, has a means of communication with the chieftain, and to some extent knows the chieftain's daily activities. In other words, he is relying on that.

Derrik has no intention to protect the chieftain at all costs. He's just following him out of profit and fear. That's why he's willing to sell the leader to this girl if it means he'll be released safely, but he doesn't think he'll be released safely even if he does what she says. I shudder to think of the tragedy of my henchmen being reamed out. I'm sure the same fate awaits Derrik when he's no longer useful.

--d*mn you, you monster. ......!　Watch me bark at you!

”Hey. What did you just think?

”What?　Nothing, sir!

Derrik dexterously jumped up from his seat on the driver's seat.

--Did he sense a kill?　Or is this guy a mind reader?

The moment he thought about counterattacking, he was nailed, and his body, chilled even by the snow and wind, felt as if it had been frozen.

Derik tried desperately not to think about anything else.

Patience would have to do for now.

Earlier, Derrik had used a caller to contact the watchtower in front of her.

The summary of what he said there was, ”It's going to be a strange ride, but don't worry about it. At this speed, it would have passed by the time he realized something was wrong.

But Derrik had mixed a cipher into the short call.

It was a normal conversation to listen to from the other end, but he asked for help, and even told them what he was trying to eliminate. He was able to do this because he was a wise man.

I'm sure the people waiting for us will take care of the rest.

The old road came to a rugged area. Hidden in the shadows of a large hill, there is a hut-like Night Python stronghold.

It is also a good place to hide and lay low.

”......?

The girl stands up, kicking the seat. Then she looked around at the silver world.

--You noticed that?　But ...... it's too late!

The magic that flew from somewhere wrapped around Derrik and protected him.

Right after that. The magic mines buried in the snow exploded with a loud roar.

I'll be back.

Aaaaah!

Benedict swung down his greatsword with gusto.

It's not only the romanticism of the vanguard ...... that makes these weapons so heavy, but also the fact that they can deal effective blows to huge demons.

In addition, Benedict's greatsword had an enchantment that increased the sharpness of the slash. It was a cheap enchantment, but it was enough to cut through a block of ice.

Only the arm was cut out of the corpse that had been buried entirely in the huge block of ice.

Fresh blood dripped from the cut surface.

I thought it would be frozen, but it's not.

Blood doesn't freeze easily. Blood doesn't freeze well, and it's fresh. ...... Well...

Deanna pulls her winter coat open.

The blood was still seeping out of the crest on her chest.

And on top of that, Diana drips more blood. Blood dripping from her cut arm.

Benedict and Hugh wanted to ask questions about her sudden eccentricities, but they watched her.

”...... I see it, it's just ahead!　I'm close!

Are you sure?

Yeah. ...... Wait a minute.

Here, Deanna pulls Iris's change of shirt from her pack.