Chapter 695 – #019. Paladin of Peace, Loen Vanilla (5).

#019. Paladin of Peace, Loen Vanilla.

Nobri Village was a relatively peaceful village.
Some of the sons and fathers were conscripted, but the village did not disappear, so the situation was better than other villages.
Of course, families whose sons or fathers were conscripted would not think so.

The peace of the village was broken by a group of mercenaries.
The mercenaries who did not participate in the war stopped by the quiet village and started to touch the people who live day by day.

“Why do you hate it so much? There aren’t any guys like us in town, so it’s okay to have fun!”

I’ve been drinking since broad daylight.
He staggered and gave off a drunk tee.
He was threatening to village girls and married women.

I gently kissed her and flirted with her.
The village women were frightened when they saw the menacing mercenaries.
Ran away

I couldn’t kick them out though.
It was just a bunch of people who remained in the village.
It wasn’t like he was committing a serious crime like murder or rape, so it was impossible to bring a knight from a nearby city.

The mercenaries are pouring in.
The destination was the old village chief’s house.
In other words, the former mayor.

Currently, the role of village head was taken by Sylvia.
It was because the old village chief was in a state of inconvenient movement and could not do the village chief’s work at all.

“Hey, chief.”

Rex, the captain of the Blood King’s mercenary army, entered the old village chief’s house proudly.
He threw his door wide open as if it were his own, and turned the house upside down.

“… What else?”

The old chief glared at Rex as he lay on the bed.
Beside the village chief, his daughter Sylvia, who was taking care of him, was trembling.

Rex glanced over Sylvia at her voluptuous figure, then smiled at her mouth and twisted her tail.

“What is my reason for coming here? Of course I came to see Sylvia.”
“I have a husband. Why the hell are you doing that?”

Sylvia kept her composure as best she could, she said.
I tried my best not to irritate the mercenaries by making my voice soft.

Rex dragged a nearby chair and sat down in front of the old chief.
Behind him, the Blood King’s mercenary men piled up.
It gave off a menacing vibe.

It was a situation where ordinary people who had no power had no choice but to be afraid.
Sylvia somehow grabbed her trembling hand and looked at her Lex.

“You don’t have a husband.”
“There is.”
“Not in town. Because I was drafted into the war.”
“Come back soon.”

Even Sylvia, who said that, knew the truth.
That her husband’s chances of returning were very slim.
Because you lost your life in the war with the demon king? Or by starting a new life with another woman near the front line?

Sylvia hoped it would be her latter.
Rather, she thought, she wished she had been abandoned.
It was far better to hate and hate her husband for her affair than to grieve over his death.

“Do you know when the war ended? Roughly two months have passed. It can’t take two months from the front line to here. Unless you die and can’t come.”

Rex twisted her mouth and let out her sneer.
She smirked at the village chief and Silvia, who dreamed of her vain hopes.

“Nom!”

Cried the sick chief, glaring at Rex, who was trying to make his daughter a widow.
In the process of screaming, the strain on his lungs went up, and he coughed out loudly.

“Coke, Coke! Big! Ugh.”
“Dad!”

The village chief coughed and shook his body.
He had blood spurting from his mouth.
His life was coming to an end.

“Hey, are you very sick? Your condition is serious.”

Rex looked at the village chief and smirked.
He didn’t see human corpses once or twice while working as a mercenary.
He couldn’t agitate Greg by barely peeing.

Sylvia hurriedly wiped the village chief’s mouth.
The cleanly washed cloth is stained red.

Rex licked her lips, watching Sylvia’s ass twitch before her eyes.
She was too appetizing for a country girl who had never been out of town.

Rex held out his hand.
I squeezed her big ass.

“Do not touch!”

Sylvia shrieks and cuts off Rex’s hand.

“Did you put some gold on her ass? It doesn’t wear out just by touching it, so why are you being so picky?”
“I told you. She has a husband Are the mercenaries touching a married woman with her husband?”

Sylvia’s voice was furious.
She was in a state of excitement at the sudden molestation.
She couldn’t do anything good by arguing, but Sylvia couldn’t control herself.

Rex replied, shaking her hand.

“You must be wrong, misunderstood. We also do not touch married women.”
“Then why…”
“But touch the widow. Widows have no owners.”

Sylvia gritted her teeth.

“Come on, wipe Dad. You vomited in all directions, but it must be uncomfortable. Her daughter-in-law needs to clean it up so she can rest in peace.”
“Sylvia… Sorry…”

There was nothing the sick village chief could do.
He was in a state where even breathing was difficult as he lay in bed.
She said that if she died as soon as possible, her daughter would be at ease.

However, he could not let go of the strings of her life.
Sylvia’s only family left was the sick chief.
If she goes up to herself, how can she live alone with Sylvia?

“Kuh, think about it. There might be a way for her to survive unexpectedly.”

Lex glanced at the chief’s condition and got up from her seat.
Coming out of the village chief’s house, he immediately called Hans with one eye and received a report on the progress of what he had ordered.

“The priest of darkness?”
“I made contact. But the amount they ask for is quite high.”
“How much?”

Hans spread out two of his fingers.
Two sheets.
The priests of darkness were different from the normal priests, and he did not hesitate to make snobbish demands.

“Two thousand? Did you call me once and ask me to give you 2,000 for treatment?”
“Yeah, he’s just a crazy asshole.”
“If it is 2,000, the calculation is not right. 2,000 for that year’s threat, does that make sense?”
“I can’t. 2,000 isn’t even the name of a dog.”

The Blood King mercenaries had to devote a full quarter to earn 2,000 gold.
Or would he accept a request every now and then for his life?
Or participating in a kingdom-level war.

Whatever it is, it’s not easy.
The Dark Priest was asking for that kind of money.

“Then change the conditions slightly. In exchange for lowering the amount, there is no need to fully restore it.”

Rex had no intention of giving up.
He had the heart to spend up to 1,000 to defeat the stubborn bitch.

‘If I get tired of playing with it, I can marinate it and sell it.’

Since he has a pretty face and a great body, even if he sells it to a slave trader as a used item, he will be able to make quite a bit of money.

“I understand, brother. I will contact you and ask.”
“If you can cut it, cut it as much as possible. Ask if it’s possible to reduce the intensity so that only the road is slightly visible.”
“Yes, I will check various things and come back.”

One-eyed Hans bowed his head and left the village.

* * *

The neighborhoods around the big cities are relatively safe.
Compared to South Korea, security in large cities is at a fucking poor level, but I can give it a pretty high score in that there are no thieves trying to plunder in broad daylight.

Rumble-!

The farther away from the city, the worse the infrastructure.
Unpaved roads and mountain roads were running, so there were many cases where the wagon was shaking greatly.

“It looks like you will get motion sickness.”
“Can’t you get rid of motion sickness by making a wagon and summoning a coachman?”
“If you want to get rid of it, you can get rid of it. But I guess you could call it romance.”

I decided to go on a pilgrimage, because I like to enjoy it.
Carriage sickness was the beauty of traveling in another world.

Rumble-!
“… It’s not easy.”

There was no reason to overwork the body just because it was a trip to another world.
Maybe I can get rid of motion sickness.
Thinking so, I added a sense of stability to the carriage.

The shaking is gone.
It was okay to run on bumpy roads now.

I cleared the motion sickness and sighed.
Loen, who was staring at me, spoke up.

“Anything for peace is okay, Ryan?”
“Anything. We are believers of peace.”
“I look forward to it.”

Rowen couldn’t control his emotions and shook his body.
He clenched his sword tightly and put on an ecstatic expression.
I don’t know what delusion he’s having by himself.

‘Because that’s one reason I brought Loen.’

I have no doubt that if it is Loen, he will act as I wish.

“I want to get rid of the trash quickly. For peace.”
“The opportunity will come soon.”

There are too many bad guys in the world.
One body is not enough.

─ Khehehe! Wagon! Aim for the wagon!

After leaving the city, the number of wagons was increased and decorated like an upper row.
I thought that would make the thieves attack, so I made it very appetizing and moved.

As a result.
Thieves came.
They had bitten the bait.

Hee-yi-!

Their arrows hit the horse that was running ahead.
The entire top has come to a standstill.

Marauders descending the slope.
The war with the demon king has just ended, trash trying to take advantage of the lack of public security.

─ Wow! Help me!

Merchants of the upper ranks I created screamed.
It wasn’t even a real person, but I felt reality.

“… Ryan, you look like a real person?”
“No, don’t worry. No one actually died.”

There are only people who will die in the future.

Rowen raised her sword with her expectant face.
Her cheeks flushed and the corners of her mouth twitched loudly.

“Is it okay to leave, Ryan? Is it really okay to kill them all?”
“This is what the God of Peace has commanded.”
“Khehehehe.”

Loen’s eyes flipped over.

‘Crazy bitch.’

He felt it when he organized the Gray Wolf Mercenary Corps, but Loen was not normal.
She was a woman who could enjoy herself, she would kill if she had the right cause.

“I will go. I will tear them apart.”
“For peace.”

She roughly crossed out her last name.
Then, Loen spurred the door of her carriage.

“Female! There is a woman!”

The thieves’ eyes were focused on Rowen.
Despite the scars on her face, Loen basically had a pretty face.
If you are a man, she is a look worth looking back at least once.

“Don’t kill me, save me and bring me back.”

As the leader of the thieves, she was just a waste to kill.

“Ughhh, trash. When you see a woman, you go crazy and start with the head of your cock. I don’t even know if today is the day to knock on the gates of hell.”

The blatant desire of the thieves became the fuel that moved Rowen.

“Kyahahahaha!”

Rowen brandished her Peacebreaker and charged at her bandits.