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The carriage shuddered as it entered the road down the pass and picked up speed.
The muddy and rough road surface was being repaired little by little during the thawing season, but the deep ruts were given priority, so the relatively shallow dents were left for later.
If the speed is slowed down to get over them, the impact is minimal, but if they are passed forcefully, a thrusting impact shakes the carriage greatly.
My brother and Miriam clung to the support of the canopy as they were shaken along with the luggage.
I use void attribute magic to fix my body to the carriage and continue to stand on the coachman’s seat and look ahead.
“Shure, we’re about to make a sharp left turn, so please slow down.” (Nyango)
“Got it…” (Shure)
Shure pulls the reins and also uses the carriage’s brakes to slow it down.
The carriage passed through a curve at an angle of nearly ninety degrees to the left, with one wheel floating in the air.
After several more curves, the entrance to the village came into view, only to be blocked by two orcs.
“You’re in the way! [Pulverize]!” (Nyango)
Boom! With a roar, an extra-large pulverization magic circle blew the orcs to the side of the road.
Then five fireballs were launched in rapid succession into the sky above the village.
It was a declaration of war that I would not let them act on my hometown anymore.
“Nyango, if you keep attacking like that, you’ll run out of magic.” (Shure)
“It’s okay, I don’t have to worry about running out of magic anymore.” (Nyango)
The reason lies in my remade armor.
In the chest area, a magic circle for magic power recovery has been made with the same strength as the armor it was built in.
Even now, I used a large amount of magic power, but the magic power that I felt was drained was restored immediately.
With this, I can continue to fight without worrying about running out of magic power. [T/N: Nyango is too OP. Now a sniper or someone like Shure and Leila might be the only people who can kill him.]
“Nyango, there are two on your right. People are being attacked!” (Shure)
“[Bombardment]!” (Nyango)
As soon as we descended the mountain pass and entered the village, I saw a person being chased by orcs.
I immediately fired at them, blowing off the head of one orc and punching a hole in the stomach of the other.
Now that I had my left eyesight back, it was much easier to aim and perceive the distance.
We retrieved the man who had been chased by the orcs to the wagon and headed for the village chief’s house.
“Nyango, have you received the news yet?” (Villager)
“No, I just happened to be returning home.” (Nyango)
The bell rang to signal the evacuation, and as they were preparing, it seemed that a house was attacked by orcs.
We subdued two on the highway and two more after entering the village, but I wonder if there are more.
As we drove the carriage into the grounds of the village chief’s house, we found that the residents of the village had taken refuge in the schoolhouse.
“Nyango is that you? What happened to your eyes?” (Village Chief)
“Chief, let’s talk about that later, what about Mr. Zeol?” (Nyango)
“Zeol is in the mountains to the northwest, holding off the herd from coming down. Go and help him.” (Village Chief)
“Yes, but first, what about grandma?” (Nyango)
“Carisa, come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve seen her yet…” (Village Chief)
As we rode in with the wagon, the evacuated residents were gathering.
I could see my family among them, including my father and mother, but I could not see Grandma Carisa.
“Maybe she’s still at her home…” (Shure)
“Grandma! Shure, please stay here!” (Nyango)
Hearing the village chief’s words, my blood chilled, and I started running, asking Shure to not follow me.
Using body enhancement magic, I run at about three times the speed of my normal sprinting.
Using [Step], I ran across the field and ran straight to Grandma’s apothecary.
“The door…” (Nyango)
The front door of Grandma Carisa’s apothecary was smashed into pieces.
As I was about to rush into the store, an orc suddenly appeared.
The orc ran into me at a distance of about five meters, and for a moment it had a surprised expression on its face, but it bared its fangs and snorted loudly, probably seeing me as its prey.
“Bufuuu…” (Orc)
“You…you, you, bastard!” (Nyango)
My head boiled with rage as I saw the fangs peeking out from the orc’s mouth, stained with red blood.
“Meehyaaa!” (Nyango)
While screaming, I deploy a magic gun and magic circles without any restraint.
Kakabobom, boom, boom… The orc was reduced to pieces of flesh as it was hit by the barrage of fireballs that made the surrounding air tremble.
The store they rushed into was destroyed all the way down to the dwelling, as if after a storm had blown through.
“Aaaaaaaaaaa…!!! Grandma! Grandma!! Grandmyaaaaaa…!” (Nyango)
If I had arrived a little earlier, I could have shown her my healed left eye and my honorary knight uniform.
My left eye, which had finally been able to see, has its vision distorted with tears.
“Grandma…” (Nyango)
“Nyango…” (Carisa)
I thought I heard Grandma’s voice and a gentle smile appeared in my mind.
Her smile was harsh at times, but it was many times gentler than that.
“Grandma… Grandma…” (Nyango)
“Nyango, is that you, Nyango?” (Carisa)
“Grandma…?” (Nyango)
For some reason, I thought I heard Grandma Carisa’s voice coming from beneath my feet.
“Help me, the door won’t open.” (Carisa)
“Grandma! Where, where are you?” (Nyango)
“Under the medicine cabinet. I’m hiding in the closet under the floor, but the door won’t open.” (Carisa)
Under the medicine cabinet, the counter is lying on its side.
Come to think of it, there was a storage space under the medicine cabinet for storing dried medicinal herbs.
“Here we meeeooow!” (Nyango)
When I used my body enhancement magic to push off the heavy counter, I heard the sound of a latch being released, and the door set in the dirt floor opened and Grandma Carisa appeared.
“Grandma, grandma…” (Nyango)
“Oh, what’s going on?” (Carisa)
“Because, because, the store is in a mess, there are orcs, but Granma isn’t here… I just thought…” (Nyango)
“I see, that’s scary…” (Carisa)
Grandma Carisa was gently patting my head while I was clinging to her, and I could smell the usual medicinal scent.
“Nyango, your eyes…” (Carisa)
“Yeah, I worked hard and succeeded in the Royal Capital, and as a reward, they healed me…” (Nyango)
“Bufuuu!!!” (Orc)
“Nyango, behind!” (Carisa)
“[Shield]! [Burner]!” (Nyango)
“Buugiiii…” (Orc)
I was so upset that I thought Grandma Carisa had been killed that I failed to pay attention to the approach of another orc.
“It’s okay, I’ll protect Grandma.” (Nyango)
“Bumooo!” (Orc)
The orc, who had been seared by the burner and driven out of the store, glared at me and roared angrily.
I look at the orc in front of me and scatter detection particles around the store to see if there are any other orcs lurking around.
As I slowly pointed my pistol-shaped right hand at it, the orc turned to look at my fingertips to see what was going on.
Bang! When the magic gun magic circle connected with the line of fire between its eyebrows, the orc’s body swayed and fell down like a rotten tree, no longer moving.
“Nyango…” (Carisa)
“I went to Ibouro and became stronger. Now I can defeat orcs by myself. Now, let’s take shelter at the school.” (Nyango)
“Yes, you’ve become stronger…” (Carisa)
Grandma Carisa stroked the area around my healed left eye with her wrinkled right hand and shed tears of joy.
I used void magic to create a backpack and carried my grandmother on my back as I headed to school.
I killed two more orcs that I saw on the way, and now there are eight of them.
Even if you say it’s a group of orcs, aren’t there too many of them?
Returning to the school adjacent to the village chief’s house, I found that Shure had set up a defensive perimeter with the old men of the village, but I still could not see Mr. Zeol.
“Nyango…I’m glad Ms. Carisa is safe too…” (Shure)
“Shure, are there any orcs here?” (Nyango)
“They haven’t come this far. There’s something strange about their movement…” (Shure)
“Strange… in what way?” (Nyango)
“I talked to someone who was chased by orcs, but they didn’t attack, they just went on a rampage and threatened them…” (Shure)
“What do you mean?” (Nyanog)
“Perhaps they are being corralled by orcs…” (Shure)
The herd of orcs was first spotted in the mountains to the west when a man heading to work at a charcoal hut saw them and informed Mr. Zeol.
At first glance, the number of the herd was more than 20, and Mr. Zeol ordered the Knights of Bisreus Pass and the Ibouro Guild to send a support request and went into the mountain with the strong uncles from the village.
As soon as Mr. Zeol entered the mountain, the emergency bell was sounded and evacuation began, but orcs appeared from the north, south, and east, driving the residents cack.
“Then it’s like they are chasing fish. Do orcs do such elaborate attacks?” (Nyango)
“Normally I don’t. Maybe there is a High Orc…” (Shure)
“High Orc…” (Nyango)
High orcs are said to be a mutated higher species of orc, highly intelligent and dangerous monsters that lead orcs and cause great damage.
Depending on the size of the pack they lead, they can cause more damage than wyverns in some cases.
“It’s Mr. Zeol! Mr. Zeol and the others are back!” (Villager)
Mr. Zeol and his party returned from the mountains to the west with injuries all over their bodies.
Mr. Zeol also has blood seeping into the cloth wrapped around his head.
“Nyango, you are back?” (Zeol)
“Yes, I just got back a while ago.” (Nyango)
“Thank goodness, now we have an eye that can more than survive … Hey, what is with your left eye?” (Zeol)
“We’ll talk about that later… Is there a High Orc?” (Nyango)
“That’s right, they’ll probably attack at night. Let’s solidify our defense for now.” (Zeol)
According to Mr. Zeol’s reading, the orcs are planning to wait for night, when their night vision will be more advantageous, and then they will attack.
Fine. If that’s what they want, I’ll just make them regret messing with my hometown, until the afterlife.
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