A morning with gray clouds, as if it was going to rain. The suppression guidelines had changed after the attack last night.
Did they think that if they split up their units here, they would be defeated individually? Was it because they thought that they would not be able to deal with the enemy's attack if their numbers were small? The traps and ambushes were canceled.
With 320 armed soldiers, no matter how strong the 40 barbarians were, they probably thought that they would not be able to easily defeat the 8 times greater number.
The suppression leader sent the nimble mercenaries to scout out and slowly entered the forest.
The unit's movement speed was extremely slow because they walked so slowly that it almost felt compulsively.
With about 10 minutes left until they reached the barbarian base, the suppression unit found a suitable open space and reorganized their formation.
The scouts sent in front reported the current situation at the base, which was extremely quiet.
The expedition captain seemed lost in thought at the scout's words that it was as if no one was there.
After thinking for a moment, the expedition captain gave instructions to his soldiers and mercenaries, perhaps thinking that they should go as far as the vicinity.
The expedition captain, who thought that it was nearly impossible to advance while forming a camp in the dense forest, seemed to be thinking of sending the mercenaries divided into teams as a vanguard.
The regular soldiers also formed groups with their respective units, reorganized their formations, and slowly began walking toward their base.
Standing behind Garin and Ian, who were holding shields, he slowly walked with his longswords fully drawn on his shoulders.
The forest was so quiet that not even the common sound of insects crying could be heard.
The expedition force advanced, not knowing what might be beyond the ominous swaying leaves as if the forest itself was hostile.
As they walked slowly, their vision suddenly opened up.
The wooden shed in the middle of the large open space was the base of the wild men that the scout had mentioned.
It was quiet.
It was too quiet.
The wide open fence seemed to tempt us.
The mercenaries who came out to the open space couldn't even think of entering because it looked like a trap.
"That... looks like a trap?"
"I think so too. Hmm... Are they ignoring us? It'll be hard even if we hold out."
At Grace's words, Garin frowned as if his pride was hurt.
While he was hesitating and not being able to enter, the regular soldiers came out.
The punitive captain also frowned at the wide open fence door.
After thinking for a moment, the punitive captain sent the scout to look around the fence.
And the result was nothing. There was nothing wrong with the surrounding forest or the fence.
The punitive captain thought he had to send someone, so he started to worry.
And he started looking at Grace.
'Ah.. those eyes, those eyes, those eyes are really annoying...'
Grace avoided the eyes of the expedition leader and pretended not to notice.
Of course, the expedition leader called Grace over.
"I'm going to give you a mission."
"Hmm~ You want me to go in there alone? That's a bit... My life is important to me, hehe."
"Don't worry, just take a quick look to see if you feel any movement and come out right away. Above all, isn't your clothing a magic armor?"
"That's true, but..."
"You just take a quick look. Of course, I'll give you a generous reward."
"Reward...."
Now that I think about it, I'm short on money.
I received 1 gold for the cost of keeping my mouth shut, but I lost all the money I had saved when I was captured by the goblins, so thinking about it again made my mouth taste bitter.
"There are times when they just say something and don't give it to me...."
"Nobles keep their promises. You know that, don't you?"
"Ah~ I was kicked out."
At Grace's smiling face, the expedition leader touched his mustache and said with dignity.
"Then I will pay you immediately."
Then he pulled out his ring and handed it to Grace.
"Here, take it, Holstauros woman. This ring is worth it."
"Oh... You're going to do this much?"
"This is worth it. I could just shoot a fire arrow and burn everything, but I can't just be afraid of an ambush and burn the last remaining traces. I don't want to take that risk. Go ahead and do what you have to do."
"Hehehe, yes."
Grace smiled as she looked at the sparkling ring, and approached the party members first.
"Honey, I'll take a look."
".... Is that okay?"
"Of course it's okay~ You know this magic defense is strong and above all, I can walk out okay if I don't die. Also, think about it, only one person got in and you're going to attack me? There are a lot of mercenaries outside?"
".... Uhhh..... Haa I got it and.... Sorry Grace, if I were stronger"
"Oh my, honey, you're doing it again. Don't blame yourself again and just train hard and become stronger than me~ Hehehe, I'll be back, honey♥"
Grace comforted Ian and kissed him on the cheek before saying to Garin and Bindal.
"I'll be back."
"Take care of yourself hahaha!"
"...... Be careful..."
Grace smirked at the lively Garin and the still embarrassed Bindal, and pulled out her greatsword and draped it over her shoulder.
"Hehehe, don't worry! I'm strong even though I look like this?"
And with confident steps, she walked toward the village of the savages.
.........…..
A rare sight, tents that looked like Mongolian gers that she had seen on the internet in her previous life were scattered here and there irregularly inside the village.
A quiet village landscape. The only sound that echoed through the quiet village was the occasional sound of insects chirping.
She held on to the handle loosely so that she could swing her greatsword or block something else at any time, and walked slowly and leisurely.
Grace checked the ger tent with the tip of her greatsword and confirmed that no one was inside, and went inside.
Inside the wide tent... It must have been a long time since she left, because there were no special items to be seen.
Grace, who had been looking around, approached the wooden building located right in the center of the village.
Entering the fairly large building, Grace could tell that this building was where the savages usually gathered.
A long, large table and a rather fancy chair placed at the end of the table. Grace, who looked around here and there without hesitation but carefully, was able to come to one conclusion.
There are no savages here.
The moment she became certain, Grace immediately moved out of the village.
She then approached the expedition leader who was fiddling with his mustache and said.
"There's nothing?"
"There's nothing?"
"Yes, they've taken everything useful, including the orcs."
After explaining the structure of the village and the situation inside the large wooden building in the center, the expedition leader began to think seriously.
"Good. You did a good job. Then go back and wait for instructions."
The expedition leader, who gave Grace the order, immediately started talking to his adjutants. The expedition leader occupied the village and sent out scouts.
The mercenaries, who had already glanced at the darkened outside, fell asleep with the expectation that they might be able to return just like this.
And the mercenaries' expectations were shattered in an instant.
"---------!!"
The sudden commotion was enough to wake Grace and the party members who were sleeping inside the ger.
When Grace suddenly woke up to someone's scream, the other mercenaries must have heard the sound and got up with a start and grabbed their weapons.
"Kkaaaaaaah!!!!"
And as if your thoughts were right, a desperate scream was heard.
"Ian! Garin! Bindal! Get to me!"
At Grace's shout, the four of us ran outside with the other mercenaries who had come to their senses.
The village was on fire.
"Kkaaaaaaah!"
"Enemy! Enemy!!!"
The orcs, whose physical specs were twice that of humans, were easily defeating the confused mercenaries and soldiers one by one.
"Damn, I knew this would happen!"
At that moment, the nameless mercenaries next to her shouted and tried to run over the barrier, but they were hit by something flying through the surging flames and fell down.
Seeing that, Grace realized that she was surrounded.
Orcs were coming out of the burning wooden building one after another, and outside, a rain of arrows was waiting for the guys who were running away.
'We're done.'
Grace, who thought that we were already defeated, said to Ian, Garin, and Bindal.
"Everyone! Let's break through the main gate! I'll block the arrows from the front, so just run at full speed! Got it?"
Everyone nodded at my instructions and checked their weapons.
"Okay... ready... ready...."
And then, the moment they found a place where the siege was even a little lighter in the garrison, they shouted.
"Let's go!"
As soon as Grace shouted, the party members simultaneously ran over the main gate.
The moment she left the village overflowing with flames and went outside, an arrow flew at her at lightning speed from beyond the forest.
Grace used her arm to deflect the arrow that was approaching her in an instant, and her arm was lightly pierced with a "Whoosh!" sound.
"Keuuuuu!!"
Grace, glaring and biting her lips, endured the pain she felt in her arm and did not slow down, casting healing on her dangling arm.
And then, like a banshee's howl, the second arrow tore through the air, and she blocked it with her recovered left arm.
Grace ran with a fierce smile on her face at the sudden commotion beyond the forest.
Grace felt grateful that she could even see the bewildered expression on the face of the orc who was holding a small bow compared to his size, and she smiled brightly and shouted.
"Get behind!!!"
With a "Kooooung!!" sound of her feet, Grace gave the orc a body slam.
The orc was startled by Grace's fierce smile that came right in front of him in the blink of an eye and tried to dodge in a hurry, but unfortunately for the orc, it was already too late.
Kwajik....!! The orc heard a sound like something was rustling coming from his body and coughed out the blood clot that was coming up his throat.
The orc that was hit by Grace's body slam bounced off the ground several times like a dumpling and then fell down after hitting a tree.
"Hurry!!"
Grace followed the three people who had followed late and moved deep into the forest.
Rain began to fall steadily as if to appease the miserable screams and the world that was burning red.
.........…
Whaaaaaaa....!
The rain that had been falling steadily soon began to pour down like a torrential downpour.
The orcs stood miserably between the curtain-like rain.
The unusually large orc, who had been looking at the orc with his back to the tree and bleeding from his mouth, knelt on one knee and carefully closed his cold, astonished eyes.
"...... Shall we chase the chieftain?"
"......."
The orc standing behind looked at the fallen orc with sad eyes and said.
The chieftain just patted the fallen orc silently and spoke softly.
"No, I won't track you. There won't be any traces left in this rain."
And then he turned around, staring at the two clear lines carved into his son's stomach without saying a word.
"Hoo... Hoo... Hoo..."
A heavy breathing sound could be heard.
Of course, Grace wasn't tired at all, but he thought that the other three people would not be able to escape properly if they spread out.
We need a place to rest. The pouring rain had stopped, but morning was still far away, and the cold air after the rain rapidly took away the body temperature of the three people who were soaked in rainwater.
Grace, who carefully looked around here and there, was able to find a cave.
"Everyone, let's rest here and go."
The other three nodded absentmindedly at Grace's words and entered the cave together.
Inside the fairly large cave, they took off their armor soaked in rainwater.
Grace also wanted to take off her soaking wet clothes, but she couldn't because she wanted to act like a demure woman in front of Ian.
Grace and the party members who came out quickly gathered some branches that could be used as firewood, used their magic to blow away the moisture from the branches, and then started a fire.
Then they started drying their trembling bodies and their soaking wet clothes.
The moment Grace got close to the fire to dry her soaking wet body, she noticed that the three people's eyes were on her.
She tilted her head and looked down. Her top, soaked in rainwater, clung to her tightly, revealing her faintly pink nipples. She instinctively covered her chest.
'''Hey....'''
The three people thought at the same time as they saw Grace, who had a slightly red face and was cowering with her legs, covering only her nipples with both hands.
Ian covered his smile at his wife's unusual appearance, and Bindal hugged his knees to hide his erection.
The night deepened as they had different thoughts around the crackling bonfire.
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