Civil Servant in a Romance Fantasy - Chapter 365

365 – Identification of Fellowship – 4

With the ink clowns accompanying them, they hurriedly moved to the Saray front. No matter how small the Muk Gwangdae is, a unit is a unit. Working with me can make a meaningful difference on the frontlines. If you’re lucky, you might be able to chase down and shoot Dorgon as he tries to pull himself out.

However, as soon as they arrived, the plan was changed when they noticed that Gaju had fallen from his horse. If the gaju is already unable to fight, he should aim for successful repulsion rather than pursuit.

‘It’s not too late.’

I inadvertently let out a sigh of relief. Although his heart skipped a beat when he saw the falling head, he made a move to protect his head to see if he was still conscious.

I didn’t arrive at the best timing, but I avoided the worst. No matter how severely injured, as long as you are alive, you can recover.

“Retreat with the head of the family and the enemies of Hiden.”

“Yes.”

As soon as I instructed the ink clown, the 4th section chief gave a short answer and ran to the place where the head of household and the former Count Horfeld were. Just like I care about the safety of my father, the head of the household, my father-in-law takes care of me from the perspective of section 4. I believe you will do your best to protect it.

The only thing that gets caught is Dorgon, who wanders around the barn, but—

“Oh.”

As if he had found me, he turned around and raised the corner of his mouth.

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“Come, Krasius Carl!”

He drew his sword at Dorgon, who lunged at him with a strange wooden stick. I don’t know why he fights with nature over a perfectly fine sword, but if he wants to fight with restrictions on himself, there’s no need to decline.

In the meantime, I’m a little thankful that he didn’t kill the family head for provocation. If Dorgon had made up his mind, the household would have been changed right in front of his eyes.

“It’s been a while, you bastard who lost his father!”

Of course, being thankful means being thankful, and a fight is a fight. If you have to go neck-to-neck with Dorgon, you have to shake your mind a little.

Fortunately, from Dorgon’s point of view, I am a living aggro. There are many ways to touch your feelings, even if you only slightly shake your mouth.

“If I’m alone and lonely, I’ll go look for my family, but what if I want to increase the number of orphans!”

At that, Dorgon’s smile grew wider. It’s the first time I’ve ever seen a kid who smiles even after getting a pad lip.

“Your mother will be sad when she hears it! You are not an orphan because your mother remains even if your father dies!”

‘No sh*t.’

His head froze for a moment. Counterattack is crazy

However, unlike his stiff head, his body moved instinctively. Dorgon, who had come close to him before he knew it, swung a wooden stick, and I swung my sword to stop him.

“Tsk.”

And swiftly throwing down the half-cut wooden stick, Dorgon took a few steps back.

This is a natural result. Even if I or Dorgon collided with each other with all my might, I don’t have the confidence to overwhelm the opponent, but fighting with sticks rather than swords is an act without conscience and without intelligence.

“It was something I really liked, but it’s a pity.”

Unfortunately, it seems that Dorgon still has both a conscience and intelligence, so he drew the sword from his waist without much regret.

This bastard. Why did you hold the stick when you knew it wouldn’t work in the first place?

“I had it properly. I thought I had lost it while sleeping because I was setting it up with a stick.”

“Huh, why is your sword the way it is? Is it fashionable in the Empire to decorate swords with rust?”

Anyway, when I fired an additional taunt at Dorgon, who was poised, Dorgon countered with a big smile.

As soon as I heard that answer, the corners of my mouth naturally went up. Just got the answer I was looking for.

“It’s probably because he ate your father’s blood.”

Dorgon’s eyes sharpened at the more colorful pad lip than before.

Yes, earlier I was swearing at you, an orphan, but this time, I’m swearing at Kagan who was killed by me. Of course I’ll roll my eyes If she laughed it off this time too, this bastard would go down in history.

“Congratulations. Abby is dead, but Abby’s blood is with this sword, so this sword must be the same as Abby. Her family is reunited after a long time.”

That’s why I didn’t miss the opportunity and brushed my teeth. I don’t like it very much when I get older and make such primary provocations, but since the opponent is the opponent, you shouldn’t choose the means and methods. If Dorgon’s mentality is shaken at the cost of my face, it’s a business that remains.

“Ah, come to think of it, I could be called your grandfather who handles your father.”

“It still has a snout that looks like it was dipped in dirty water.”

Dorgon, who didn’t respond, opened his mouth in a somewhat chilly voice, as if he couldn’t bear to feed the two at the same time.

Still, seeing as he straightens his expression right away, that bastard is definitely not a normal person. Quite a few people wouldn’t have to go to the second generation, and their eyes would roll over at family reunions.

“This is a very unfavorable fight. Some parents died, while others ended with only a few friends dying.”

Dorgon’s counterattack, which smiled again, bit his lip. Just because he makes fun of his tongue doesn’t mean he’s immune to the other person’s speech.

The fortunate thing is that the clown of ink secured the family head and the former Count Horfeld while wasting time with words. I was relieved to see Section 4 from behind Dorgon waving his hand and giving a signal. It’s still in battle, but except for Dorgon, it’s safe because no one can penetrate the ink clown.

And now that the household is safe, there is nothing to hesitate about.

“It can’t be helped. But don’t be sad because you’ll be able to see your parents soon.”

I stick with him like this. Contrary to the plan, it is a one-on-one confrontation without the head of household, the former Count Horfeld, and the clown of ink, but it doesn’t matter. On the contrary, I am glad that I can end the bad relationship with him with my own strength.

“Well, I don’t want to see you right now because I got to see my grandfather too. Don’t you miss your friends? I remember having no friends besides them.”

Dorgon seemed to feel the same way, and softly put his left foot forward. While lowering his body a little, it seemed that he would rush forward and collide with him from the front.

Before, it wasn’t a threat because it had been charged with a rod or something, but if it collided head-on with the full-powered Dorgon, it could break its arm from the start. Instead, prepare for injury and counterattack, and Dorgon’s arm—

– Booooo─!!

I was suddenly interrupted by the sound of his horn, which suppressed the noise of the battlefield.

“Oops.”

At that, Dorgon clicked his tongue and straightened his posture.

“I’m sorry, but now is not the time. I’m done talking nonsense.”

“What?”

I frowned at the remark as if I was going to step down no matter who heard it. This bastard is a bastard who has a knack for losing his body enough to befit the name Runragon, but I didn’t know that he would jump out without mixing his sword once after meeting me.

“I came when you were vague. If I had come late, I wouldn’t have seen your face, so I would have gone back without any regrets. If I had come earlier, I would have stuck with you at least a little.”

Looking at Dorgon’s expression full of regret, it seemed like he was serious, not joking.

This dog-like bastard. Even if someone thinks he’s not a wolf servant, he acts like a canine beast.

“Do you think I’ll just let you go?”

“Of course, any Krasius sword I know will follow me tenaciously.”

Seeing Dorgon shrug his shoulders as if he were saying something obvious, his teeth gnashed. I want to stick my fist in that bastard’s face just once.

“But if it’s not the unmanned Krasius sword, it’s the son Krasius sword, I think I’ll give up.”

However, there was no answer to the following words. Gaju is now under the protection of Mukgwangdae. The family head himself is also a strong warrior, so he should be able to survive for a long time even with injuries.

However, if I capture Dorgon, the nomads who are about to retreat will continue to fight, and the family chief’s treatment will be delayed that much. Of course, there are not one or two wizards or priests on the Sarai front, but giving up attacks and focusing on treatment in the middle of a melee is tantamount to committing suicide.

An unpredictable battle with Dorgon. And during that time, he couldn’t receive treatment—but it would hurt the morale of the soldiers to withdraw from the front.

…

“Go away.”

“Good judgment.”

Dorgon nodded his head in satisfaction and mounted the horse that approached him.

Damn it, should I just kill the horse and give it fall damage? No, even if you were not injured, you would stand on your own two feet if you fell off the horse in perfect condition. If you stimulate it for nothing, you can run at the head of the house and the mukgwangdae pretending to be crazy.

“Then let’s go. Today wasn’t the day, but next time let’s stick together.”

I glared at Dorgon, who was retreating, and quickly scanned the battlefield. The nomads begin to retreat after the sound of the horn.

‘These bastards are enemies.’

A tribe of steadfast main fighters fighting alongside Khan, not simply united under Khan’s name. It is correct to regard the tribes in this place as anti-imperial camps who were prepared to fight and die against the empire.

Conversely, if Khan didn’t show up even in direct command, it would be a faction with a high possibility of joining the Empire. It can no longer be called neutral.

‘Identification of peers is over.’

He sighed as he memorized the flag the rider was holding. It’s a dogged ending, but there were some results in that the identification of friends and family was over.

I decided to think so. It would make me feel like my stomach would explode if I said it was a battle without any results.

As the nomads withdrew, wizards and priests came pouring in. He must have seen the family head and former Earl Horfeld dealt with Khan. Loyalty is also high.

“There must be a lot of injured, but did this many people gather to treat only two? Go back now.”

The people actually sent it back, saying, “Why did so many people come?”, Leaving only two of them.

“Sir.”

“Knife.”

As he approached the household owner who had just taken off his jacket and showed the wound to the wizard, the householder slightly turned his head and met their gaze.

“I’m glad you’re safe.”

It’s not something I would say to someone who was injured and was receiving treatment, but in a state of war, ‘I’m glad I didn’t die.’ It’s embarrassing to say Even more so to do it to a person who has gone to the threshold of death.

“Thanks to you. If you hadn’t come, he would have killed me.”

I smiled bitterly at those words. Because thinking about it made me dizzy too. If I had given up on coming to the Saray Front, or if I had been even a little late, something truly irreversible would have happened.

After a moment of rubbing the back of his neck, I turned my gaze to the former Count Horfeld. I was at a loss as to what more I should say, and it wasn’t just Gazoo who was injured.

“I am relieved to see that Marshal Hiden is also safe.”

“I think so too. If I had died, Xenovia wouldn’t have made my grave.”

He burst into laughter at the joking words. This would be his own expression of gratitude.

“By the way, he was quite talkative.”

“Ah.”

For a moment, my body stiffened.

“Yes, shaking the enemy’s mind is a tactic! Very good!”

Ignoring the former Earl of Horfeld, who burst out laughing and also had scars, carefully turned his gaze to the family head. No matter how much he said it was for mental attacks, isn’t it a situation where he became the son who blew a pad lip in front of his father.

“Thank you too. Thanks to you, I was able to stay safe.”

“Wow, that’s too much praise!”

And I was able to see the head of the family who was trying to avoid my gaze and thanked the 4th section chief.

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Anyway, the family head seems to be confused in many ways.

‘Damn it.’

This is all because of Dorgon.