157.Freedom
「退屈な任務であるな」
青い皮膚を持つ魔人族の集落にのみ生息する特殊な馬に跨り、荒地の向こうに見える人間の軍勢を見据えて、魔人族軍の将であるバシムは舐めた指で髭を撫で押えながら不満を漏らした。
彼に与えられた任務はあくまで「偵察」であり、戦闘行為も最低限にしておくように言い含められていた。簡単に言えば、少し戦ってみて、人間がどのように戦うかを確認するだけだ。
敵対するか交流を目指すかが、この作戦の結果によって決まる重要な一手なのだが、頭が理解していても、バシムにとっては不満が溜まる。
「せっかく解放されたのだ。派手に戦果をあげて我らの存在を全ての種族に知らせるべきではないか」
あれほど強かった前王が死に、王が交代した。
その内容については秘匿され、城に出入りしていた主だった顔ぶれは、王となったウェパルを除いて、彼女の配下も含めて多くが死亡、行方不明となっている。
バシムにしても、ポストが空いて引き上げられたに過ぎず、城内で何があったのかは知らされることが無かった。噂の中には冗談のように強い人間族が関わったというものすらあるが、バシムは頭から信用していない。
「前王は魔法の研究やら実験やらが趣味であられた。であれば、何がしか実験中に事故を起こしたと考えるのが自然だ」
前王アガチオンは、魔法実験の結果として不死身の身体を手に入れたと言われていた。死んだということは、噂は真実では無かったということだろう。だが、その知識と強さは疑う余地は無かった。少なくとも、不死を思わせるほど強いのは確かだ。
ウェパルの台頭についても、バシムは不自然に感じていた。
「確かに位階は高いかもしれん。だが、王の器とも、それだけの力を持っているとも思えん」
今は従っているが、機を見て上を目指す事を諦めたわけではない。王であったアガチオンをはじめ、ベレトやフェゴールと言った実力者が一掃された今、自分にも可能性があると見ている。
「そのためには、この作戦を利用させてもらうとしよう」
独り言を呟いている間に、人間たちが敷いた陣地から、一人の兵士が馬に乗ってやってきた。
「私はヴィシー中央委員会からの使者である。我が国の前に兵を連れ、陣を敷いてこちらを向いている件について、ご説明願いたい!」
その声が、震えを必死に押えていることがバシムには可笑しくて仕方が無かった。
文献でしか残っていないが、人間というのは魔人族どころかエルフよりも魔法が不得手であり、また力も弱いという。人数だけは多いが、人間同士で集落に分かれており、互いに争いあって土地や人を奪い合っている。
ほんの数名、外から帰ってきた魔人がいるという話だったが、彼らの話についてはウェパルが独占してしまっているため、バシムは知らない。
隠す必要もないだろう、とバシムは相手を愚弄する視線を露わに、愛馬を進めた。
「吾輩が将である。何用か?」
聞いていなかったから、もう一度言え、という態度に使者の青年は歯噛みした。
「先ほど言ったとおりだ。何のためにここへ来たのかを教えていただきたい!」
怒気を込めた言葉に、バシムは鼻を鳴らして答える。
「ふむ。そのような態度は無礼ではないか。吾輩は魔人族の代表としてこのような場所まで来てやっているのだ。知りたくば、跪いて
尊大という言葉をそのまま表したかのようなバシムの態度に、使者はいよいよ我慢がならなかった。
怒りに震えていた使者だったが、ふとバシムの後ろに並ぶ兵たちを見て、逆に嘲るように口を開いた。
「......所詮は亜人ということか。物事の道理も尊厳も知らぬらしい。話すことは無い。寡兵でやってきたことを後悔すると良い」
背を向けた使者は、振り向くこともせずに陣へと戻り始めた。
一メートルほど進んだところで、その身体を刃が貫く。
「......は?」
自分の胸を貫通している剣を見た使者は、それが何かを理解できただろうか。ぐらりと揺れて、落馬した。
「人間というのは、これほど間抜けなのか。敵対を宣言しておきながら、何の警戒もなく背を向けおった」
魔法で生み出した剣を消し、振り向いたバシムの言葉に、近くにいた兵士たちは笑い声をあげた。
「では、諸君。愚かな人間たちに本当の戦い方を教えてやろうではないか」
鬨の声が魔人族たちからあがった時、ヴィシーの軍は使者が殺害されるという想定外の状況に浮き足だっていた。
魔人族軍約五十名。対してヴィシーの軍約二百五十名。
戦いは、少数による突撃から始まった。
「こんにちは。お届けものなのですが......」
「あ、どうも......あれ? 魔人族さん?」
レニのところを訪ねてきたのは、ウェパルの部下、ニャールだった。
「......どうやって入ってきたのよ」
「町の前までみんなで来て、町の兵士さんに武器を預けてきた」
はい、と折りたたまれた薄い木の板を差し出したニャールに、ヘレンは町の防衛体制に不安を覚えながら近づき、受け取った。
そのまま、レニへと手渡す。
「ありがとう。魔人族さんも座ってください。ヘレン、お茶とお菓子残ってる?」
「残ってるけど、少しは遠慮して食べてよね」
「あ、お構いなく」
町の出入り口では、一部のエルフを含む自警団と魔人族が睨み合いになっているのだが、とりあえず騒ぎにはなっていないようだ。
レニへと書簡を渡したいという魔人族に対し、自警団はとりあえず一人だけならば、と許可したらしい。
ヘレンが手早く用意したお茶に、ニャールはお礼をして口を付けた。毒などの心配は一切していないらしい。
豪胆なのか天然なのか、ヘレンには判断できなかった。
「で、なんて書いてあるの?」
「人間と戦うのに、協力して欲しいって」
「わかりました」
羊皮紙にさらさらと羽ペンを走らせるレニ。その筆致に迷いはない。手紙を読みながら、返事は決めていたようだ。
もたもたと慣れない手つきで紙を畳むレニを見て、ヘレンは引っかけて倒さないようにレニのカップを遠ざけた。
封蝋などというものは無いので、レニの柔らかい指でギュッと折り目を付けただけの手紙を渡す。
お茶を飲み、一口サイズに切られた果物をもしゃもしゃと遠慮なく口に詰め込んでいたニャールは、指についた果汁を服の裾で拭い、手紙を受け取った。
「これを、魔人族の王様に渡してください」
「はい。ありがとうございます。ごちそうさまでした」
「お疲れ様~」
ててて、と手紙を抱えて走り去るニャールに、レニが手を振る。
「......それで、なんて返事したの?」
「子供が遊びに誘ってるんじゃないんだから......」
「嘘はついてないよ」
遠ざけられていたカップを引き寄せ、温くなったお茶に口を付ける。
「どこかと戦うにしても、人数が少ないから敵対もできないし役にも立たないと思うよ」
エルフの加入で多少人数が増えたといっても、あくまで自警団としか言えない程度の規模でしかない。
ソードランテにいる人間側の軍を、罠も含めて足止めするのが精いっぱいなのだ。対外的な戦闘に巻き込まれても、何もできないに等しい。
「第一、ソードランテの中でも分裂してるのに、他に力を貸す余力は無いよ」
「もし、あれで魔人族が怒って攻めてきたらどうするの」
「逃げちゃえばいいと思う」
「逃げるの?」
どういうことなのか、とヘレンが問うと、レニは簡単な話だよ、と受けた。
「戦う人数がいない分、こっちは少ないわけだし、荒野や森には慣れてるわけでしょ? みんなで夜のうちにでも逃げて隠れちゃえばいいんだよ」
残っていた果物に手を伸ばし、レニは好物のボダンの果実が残っていることに声をあげて喜んだ。
「別にウチたちは“この土地”を守る必要があるわけじゃないし、自分たちが守れるなら、森の中に新しく町を作ったっていいわけだし。他の誰かのために、ウチたちの仲間が血を流す必要はないんじゃない?」
納得はするものの、ヘレンにとっては愛着が出てきたこの町を、簡単に手放す判断ができることに驚いていた。
「それ、みんなに話しておいた方が良いと思うよ。急にスラムを捨てようって言っても、すぐには動けない人もいると思う」
「ヘレンの言うとおりだね。魔人族さんたちがまた来る前に......と、自警団のところに行って、魔人族さんがちゃんと帰ったか確認しないと」
町の入口へと向かうレニ。
ヘレンは、建物の中をぐるりと見てから、両方の兎耳を垂らした。
「この町も家も捨てることになるのかな......」
すっかり町暮らしに慣れてしまったヘレンにとって、それは想像すると気持ちが苦しくなることだった。
領地へ戻り、カイムから状況を聞いた一二三は一日だけ武器の修理と追加に費やしたかと思うと、単身ヴィシーへと乗り込んだ。
オリガはヴィーネに文武共に稽古をつけるために残り、アリッサがフォカロルの兵たちを率いて帰還するのを待つことになった。
の一言で、ヴィシーからの救援要請は文字通り無視されることとなり、追い返されて泣きながら中央委員会へと戻った使者は、数日後には家族を連れて亡命するために戻ってきた。
それだけ、ヴィシー中央委員会は追い詰められているようだ。
「お気をつけて!」
フォカロルに負けず劣らずにぎわうアロセールを抜け、一度壊滅して、兵士と彼らが落とす金を目当てに集まった小規模な商人たちの町になっている新国境の町ローヌから、ヴィシーへと入る。
ここに配属された国の兵士は当然のように一二三の顔を知っており、もはや許可証の提示なども求めることはない。
馬を国境警備の部隊に預け、悠々と出国する。それを見ていたヴィシー側の兵士もおどおどと目を合わせずに許可をした。
ヴィシー側の国境では、野宿をしている者が複数座り込んでいた。多くは商人だが、民間の人々もちらほら見える。国境を越えて逃げるつもりのようだ。
そのまま、ヴィシーと荒野との間をゆるゆると進んでいると、一二三の前に三人の男たちが飛び出してきた。
「ヴィシーの兵士、か」
簡素なデザインの鎧を揃って着ているのを見て、一二三はつまらなそうにつぶやいた。
「こんなところで何をしている? 魔人族なりピュルサン兵なりと戦えよ」
ヴィシー兵たちは一二三のことを知らないらしく「余裕見せてんじゃねぇよ」と一二三を取り囲みながら威圧してきた。
「いいから金を出せ。食い物もだ!」
顔を近づけて恫喝してきた男を、一二三は冷たい目で見た。
「あれか。脱走兵ってやつか。魔人族が怖かったか?」
すぐ目の前の男が胸倉をつかもうとした手は、空を掴んだ。
「あ?」
身体を下げて男の両膝を掴み、そのまま再び立ち上がる。
両足を取られて仰向けに倒れた男は、受け身も取れずに強かに後頭部を地面に打ち付けた。
頭を抱えて唸る男の股間に、一二三のつま先がめり込んだ。
「何を......!」
泡を吹いて気絶した仲間を見て激高した兵士の後ろに、無言のまま一二三が回り込む。
腰のベルトを軽く引くだけで、兵士はすとん、と尻餅をつく。
そのまま、自分がなぜ座ったのかを理解する前に、頸椎を捻り折られた。
残った一人が逃げ出そうとするのを、左手で襟首を掴んで確保する。
「脱走前に魔人族を見ただろ? 状況を教えろ」
刀を抜き、捕まえた男の目の前で、泡を吹く男を刺し殺す。
なんら躊躇せず首を貫くのを見た男は、歯を鳴らすほど震えている。
「さ、最初の戦闘で、こっち側が半分近く殺されたんだ! 他の町からの補充もあって、まだ境界で戦いが続いているはずだが、魔人を殺せた奴がいないって話で......」
「怖くなって、逃げてきたか。戦場はどっちだ?」
震える指が指したのは、一二三がとりあえず行こうと考えていた方向だった。
「珍しく俺の勘が当たったか」
膝の裏を蹴飛ばし、跪かせた。
「殺さないとは言ってないだろ」
骨に当たらないように刃を寝かせ、背後から心臓を一突きする。
引き抜いた刀を拭い、ゆっくりと納刀し、わずかに乱れた服装を整える。
「お祭り会場はあっちか。終わってないといいんだがな」
収納から焼き魚を挟んだパンを取り出し、口の中に広がるほの甘いタレの香りを楽しみながら、一二三はブラブラと戦場を目指して歩き続けた。
Chapter 157: Freedom
"It's a boring mission, isn't it?"
Straddling the special horse, which only lives in the settlement of the blue-skinned demons, and gazing at the humans' military forces that can be seen on the other side of the wastelands, Bashim, who is the general of the demon's army, pinned down and stroke his beard with a finger, he had licked, while venting his dissatisfaction.
The mission he was given is [reconnaissance]  to the bitter end. He had been instructed to keep the combat to a minimum. Simply put, he is to fight for just a bit to confirm the humans' way of fighting.
The result of this operation is an important move that decides whether they will aim for hostility or peaceful exchange, but even if he understands it with his head, his dissatisfaction only piles up as far as Bashim is concerned.
"At last we were finally liberated. Shouldn't we let all races know about our existence by raising flashy war achievements?" (Bashim)
Due to the death of the former king, who was quite strong, a new king took the reins.
The details regarding that have been concealed. Excluding Vepar, who became the ruler, the majority of the personnel, who frequented the castle, including Vepar's subordinates, has died or gone missing.
Even Bashim wasn't informed of what happened in the castle as he wasn't promoted into one of the opened posts. Among some of the rumours it's even said that it had to do something with a joke-like powerful human, but Bashim hasn't believed in that from the very beginning.
"The former king had the hobby of experimenting and researching magic. In that case it's only natural to think that some kind of accident occurred during one of his experiments." (Bashim)
It was said that the former king Agachion obtained an immortal body as result of his magic experiments. The fact that he died is also proof that the rumours weren't true, I guess. However, there was no room to doubt his knowledge and strength. At the very least it's correct that he was strong to a degree that made others think that he's immortal.
Bashim sensed something unnatural about Vepar's rise to power as well.
"Surely, her court rank might be high. But, even as the king's vessel, I can't believe that she's possessing that much strength." (Bashim)
For now I will obey, but it's not like I gave up on aiming for the top once I see a chance. Now that Agachion, who was the king, and his powerful subordinates Beleto and Phegor were eradicated, I will check if there's a possibility for me to rise up.
"Let's make use of this operation for that sake." (Bashim)
While he was muttering his monologue, a single soldier on horse arrived from the encampment where the humans took up position.
"I'm a messenger from Vichy's central committee. We are requesting an explanation why you have brought your soldiers in front of our country and why you have taken up camp here while facing our way."
It was inevitable for Bashim to find the soldier, who frantically suppressed the trembling in his voice, funny.
Though it remains only in books, it's said that the ones called humans are far weaker at magic and also physical strength than elves, not to speak of demons. Only their numbers are high, but mankind is split in settlements which are scrambling for soil and people by fighting against each other.
It's a fact that there are demons who returned from the outside, albeit only few, but because Vepar is keeping their stories to herself, Bashim isn't aware of it.
, Bashim exposed a mocking gaze and had his favourite horse step forward.
"I'm the general. What's your business?" (Bashim)
Due to Bashim's attitude of "Since I didn't hear it, say it one more time", the young messenger ground his teeth.
"It's just as I told you before. I'd like you to tell us for what reason you came here!"
Bashim snorts at the words loaded with anger and replies,
"Hmm. Isn't such kind of attitude impolite? I have come to this kind of place as representative of the demon race. Shouldn't you kneel and beg if you want to know?" (Bashim)
At last the messenger couldn't stand the Bashim's attitude which he expressed by not changing the haughtiness in his words.
The messenger was trembling in rage, but when he suddenly sees the soldiers lining up behind Bashim, he talked with obvious ridicule.
"... After all you are mere demi-humans, huh? It seems you don't comprehend neither dignity nor the truth of the matter. There's nothing to talk about. Just regret for having come here with a small military force."
The messenger, who turned around, started to return to the humans' encampment without even looking back.
When he advanced around a single metre, his body was pierced by a blade.
"... Ha?"
Seeing a sword penetrating his own chest, the messenger shook violently and fell off the horse unbeknownst whether he was able to understand anything.
"The ones called humans are this stupid? They turn their backs on their enemy without any vigilance while announcing their hostility." (Bashim)
The soldiers who were nearby raised laughters at at the words of Bashim who looked over his shoulder after erasing the sword he created with magic.
"Well then, gentlemen, shall we teach the retarded humans the true way of battle?" (Bashim)
At the time when the demons raised a war cry, Vichy's army was swept away by the unexpected situation of their messenger being killed.
And army of around 50 demons against Vichy's forces of around 250.
The battle began with an attack by the minority.
"Hello. There's something I have to deliver, but..."
"Ah, thanks... huh? A demon-san?" (Reni)
The one who came visiting Reni's place was Vepar's subordinate, Nyarl.
"... How did you get inside?" (Reni)
"I came with everyone in front of the city and entrusted my weapons to the city's soldier-san." (Nyarl)
Due to Nyarl presenting a thin, folded, wooden board with a "here," Helen got close while feeling uneasy about the defence measures of the city, and received it.magic
She hands it over to Reni just like that.
"Thank you. Please sit down, demon-san. Helen are there any sweets and tea left?" (Reni)
"There are, but hold back on eating them a bit, okay?" (Helen)
"Ah, please don't mind me." (Nyarl)
The vigilante corpse, which includes a part of the elves, and the demons are confronting each other at the city's entrance, but for the time being it won't develop into an uproar, it seems.
As for the demon who wanted to hand a letter to Reni; the vigilante corps apparently gave its permission as long as it's only a single person.
Nyarl thanks for the tea, which was swiftly prepared by Helen, and tastes it. It appears that she doesn't have any worry that it might be poisoned at all.
Helen was unable to judge whether she's bold or a natural airhead.
"So, what's written on it?" (Helen)
"They are requesting our cooperation in the fight against the humans, it says." (Reni)
"Understood." (Reni)
Reni lets the quill pen fluently run across a parchment. Her writing style shows no hesitation. She apparently decided on her reply while reading the letter.
Watching Reni fold the paper in an inefficient and unfamiliar manner, Helen kept Reni's cup away so that it isn't knocked over by Reni getting hooked on it.
Since there isn't anything like a sealing wax, Reni hands over the letter which has been only folded tightly with her soft fingers.
Nyarl, who drank tea and stuffed her cheeks with fruits, that were cut into mouth size, without any reservations, wiped the fruit juice, which clung to her fingers, away at the cuff of her clothes and received the letter.
"Please hand this to the king of the demons." (Reni)
"Yes, thank you very much. Thanks for the delicious meal as well." (Nyarl)
"Thanks for your hard work~." (Reni)
Reni waves at Nyarl who runs away with a *tetete* while holding the letter in her hand.
"... So, what did you answer?" (Helen)
"It's not an invitation to play by a child, thus..." (Helen)
"I haven't told a lie." (Reni)
Pulling the cup to herself again, she tastes the tea which has become lukewarm.
"Even if we were to fight somewhere, we won't be able to put up any opposition since our numbers are lacking. Thus I think that it's useless to try." (Reni)
Although one might say that their numbers increased some with the elves joining, the scale is only at the level where it can be called a vigilante corps.
Restraining the forces of the human side, which are living in Swordland, by including traps is the best they can do. Even if they get dragged into battle with a foreign enemy, it would be equal to them being unable to do anything.
"To begin with, as long as Swordland is split among itself, we don't have any spare energy to assist others." (Reni)
"What will you do if the demons attack us after getting angry over this?" (Helen)
"I think it would be best to run away." (Reni)
"Run away?" (Helen)
When Helen asks "What's this about?", Reni answered with "It's simple."
"The part of us not having the numbers to fight means that our side has few. We are also used to the wastelands and forest, right? Thus it will be fine if we hide after running away with everyone during the night." (Reni)
Stretching out her hand towards the remaining fruit, Reni raises her voice in joy as the one left is her favourite fruit, Bodan.
. I mean it's fine for us to create a new city in the forest if we can protect it by ourselves. There isn't any need for our friends to shed their blood for the sake of someone else, is there?" (Reni)
Although she does agree with Reni, it was surprising for Helen that Reni was able to part with this city, which she learned to love, easily.
"I believe it would be better if you talked with everyone about that. Even if you tell them to abandon the slums all of a sudden, I think that there will be people who can't move right away." (Helen)
"It's as you say, Helen. Before the demon-san's come once more... oh, I have to go to the vigilante corps and check whether the demon-san's went home properly." (Reni)
Reni heads to the city's entrance.
After looking around in a circle inside the building, Helen let both her rabbit ears hang down.
"I wonder whether that means that we will have to abandon this city and this home..." (Helen)
For Helen, who got completely accustomed to living in the city, just imagining that caused painful feelings.
Hifumi, who heard the state of affairs from Caim after returning to his territory, entered Vichy by himself immediately after spending just one day for repairing and supplementing his weapons.
It was decided that Origa would remain to assign the training regimen in both, military and literary arts, for Viine, and that Alyssa would lead Fokalore soldiers while waiting for his return.
With that brief comment the request for reinforcements by Vichy was literally ignored. The messenger, who returned to the central committee while crying about being sent away, came back to Fokalore several days later because he defected while bringing his family along.
That's how much Vichy's central committee had been driven to the wall.
"Please be careful!"
Leaving Arosel, which is prospering equally to Fokalore, after being destroyed once, he enters Vichy through the new border city Lorn which has turned into a city of merchants who gathered for the purpose of the soldiers and the money those soldiers spend.
The state's soldiers, who were assigned at that place, know Hifumi's face as if it's only natural and thus there's no need for him to show his permit anymore.
Leaving his horse in the care of the border security's unit, he leisurely departed Orsongrande. Even the soldiers on Vichy's side, who saw that, gave him the necessary permission while cowering and avoiding eye contact.
Several people, who are camping out, sat at the border on Vichy's side. Many of them are merchants, but sporadically people of the common populace can be seen there as well. They apparently intend to escape by crossing the national border.
When he was advancing leisurely through the area between Vichy and the wastelands just like that, three man jumped out in front of Hifumi.
"Soldiers of Vichy, huh?" (Hifumi)
Looking at the simply designed armour they are wearing, Hifumi muttered that while looking uninterested.
"What are you doing at this place? Fight against the demons or the soldiers of Pyursang." (Hifumi)
Apparently the soldiers of Vichy don't know about Hifumi. They coerced Hifumi with [It ain't the time to show such composure]  while surrounding him.
"Listen, hand over your money. Your food as well!"
Hifumi looked with cold eyes at the man who threatened him by bringing his face close.
"It's that, eh? The thing that's called deserter, right? Were you scared of the demons?" (Hifumi)
The hand which tried to grab his collar only grasps air, though he was right in front of the man.
"Huh?"
He seizes both knees of the man after lowering his body and stands up once again in that state.
The man, who fell down with his face up after having both his legs trapped, severely struck into the ground with the back of his head unable to take any defensive posture.
Hifumi's toes sank into the nether region of the man who is groaning while holding his head.
"What are...!?"
Hifumi silently circles around to the back of the excited soldier who watches his colleague faint while foam gathers at his mouth.
By just lightly pulling his waist belt, the soldier falls on his backside with a thump.
Before he comprehends why he was sitting, his cervical vertebrae gets twisted and broke.
The last one tries to run away but gets secured by having the nape of his neck grabbed by Hifumi's left hand.
"You saw the demons before running away, right? Tell me the state of affairs." (Hifumi)
Drawing his katana, he stabs the foaming man to death in front of the seized man.
The man, who saw his friend's head getting stabbed without any kind of hesitation, is trembling to a degree that it even affects his teeth.
"I-In the first battle close to half of our side was killed! They should still be fighting at the border after getting reinforcements from the other cities, but with the story that not a single demon could be killed..."
"You got scared and ran away, huh? In which direction is the battlefield?" (Hifumi)
Where the trembling finger of the soldier pointed at was the direction where Hifumi had planned to go for now.
"For a change my intuition was right, wasn't it?" (Hifumi)
Kicking the back of the soldier's knee, Hifumi makes him kneel.
"You won't tell me to not kill you, right?" (Hifumi)
Setting the angle of the blade so that it won't hit bones, he stabs the soldier's heart from behind.
Wiping the extracted katana, he slowly returns it into the scabbard and fixes his slightly disordered attire.
"The festival venue is over there? Though it would be best if it hasn't ended yet." (Hifumi)
Retrieving a bread with grilled fish sandwiched in from his darkness storage, Hifumi kept lazily walking towards the battlefield while enjoying the aroma of the slightly sweet sauce spreading inside his mouth.
Summoned Slaughterer
呼び出された殺戮者
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