The Girl Who Eats the God of Death

Chapter 06 - Chocolate Tastes Sweet And Tasty

Royal Capital Liberation Army, Food Warehouse, Camp Sites on the border. The Liberation Army stationed 1,000 regular soldiers to guard it.

In addition, they invested large amounts of money and deployed a mercenary army of 3,000. They lack discipline, but they are well-equipped infantry.

Deiner the Tactician had suspected an attack for the second time. However, he could no longer divide the combat power of the main battleground, and he could barely put this number of soldiers on defense.

—Although, they are given standard defense equipment.

".....commander, the scum from the Kingdom is really coming. Although strategists say that the odds are 50:50."

"That's no problem. We just need to do our job. Once they come, we'll kill them all. Simple right?"

"Let's slaughter them. Then the knights might be promoted. And then, you too will join the nobility, Commander!"

"If I get paid enough. I'm not too interested in nobility. Actually what the hell needs to be cheated on, I don't understand at all."

Said the Commander of the Paying Army, and the members of the group sighed.

"It was futile. With your abilities, I'm sure you can succeed, Commander."

"Excessive greed brings destruction upon oneself. People have their limits. Fighting not to die is good enough."

"Yes-! I getcha!"

"Do you really understand? ....Well whatever."

The Commander of the Paying Army stood up after he finished taking care of his large sword. Their military strength was slightly lacking to protect the warehouse, but he was not too worried, alarms had been put around, and besides, their ace card, the Magic Mine, had been planted. They would also use these new weapons in battle this time around.

Made of iron and as big as a human child, it looked like a wine drum that was usually in bars. At first glance it looked ordinary, and resembled a wreckage. However, the magic power that was put into it was enormous, and if it exploded, it could inflict great damage.

There were those who possessed great destructive power, commonly called Witches, but there was a reason why they were rarely used in battlefields. One could not gather them in large quantities, and they needed time and money to practice. Coincidentally, if one were to raise someone who had no talent, it would be impossible for them to use the magic–hal set with the Magical Ability they had since birth. Up until now, there were no examples of people getting that power all of a sudden.

Moreover, it would take quite a long time for the shipment before using magic. The time of shipment will increase directly in proportion to the increase in strength, and it cannot be used continuously. There is also the fatal weakness that once one's magical power has been exhausted, magic will become unusable. In other words, for large periodic battles, it would be more efficient to use cheap mass-produced arrows and shoot them.

In the time it takes to unleash magic power once, an ordinary warrior could fire 100 arrows. This is "Strength in Quantity".

Witchcraft is less efficient, but its destructive power is guaranteed. Every country is doing research, looking for ways to make it practical. With the Empire's Department of Magic Engineering, and based on the technology excavated from the City of the Labyrinth:

A weapon that had the power of a Witch had been successfully created. It was a Magic Mine. It takes a lot of time to make it, to pour magic power into a special metal drum, to write a release spell, and to be careful.

And then, when the magician chants the key word, or when the iron drum detects the action that will trigger it, it will immediately explode.

—To put it simply, it can also be triggered just by stepping on it.

"A terrifying weapon has finally been created by mankind. In the end, there will come an era where we cannot walk freely."

"The people who planted the mines must also be careful, otherwise they will also be in danger."

"To be honest, it's an annoying problem. We also have to clean everything up."

"Indeed!"

"—–wait, woah-!!"

An explosion scattering the ground had exploded beneath the joking soldiers.

"—–A-What!?"

"A mine in the woods has exploded!"

"Woi! Who stepped on it!? Enemy or ally!?"

Someone has activated a mine. While praying that it was not a peer, they hurriedly examined it.

"The Flag of the Third Army of the Kingdom! The attack from the enemy cavalry is coming!!"

"So they've come!"

The mercenary soldiers stood up.

"The enemy has triggered the mines, their army seems to be in a state of chaos!"

The first news came from a reconnaissance soldier.

"This is our best chance! Everyone has finished their preparations!"

"Let's go Commander!"

"The time has come to make a profit!"

"Alright, ordinary soldiers strengthen the defenses on the warehouse!! The mercenaries follow me! When the enemy is in a state of chaos, we will finish them off at once!!"

"Understand-!!"

The Commander of the Payday Army jumped on his horse, drew his large sword, and shouted an enthusiastic shout to interrupt them.

The Royal Cavalry has fallen into chaos. They came out of the forest and into the open area, and at the last moment when they were about to storm the warehouse, they received an attack. The ground exploded, the horses were thrown, and there were many casualties among the soldiers. It was as if they had received a magic attack. However, there was no sign of the figure of a witch.

The Cavalry Commander shouted as his face paled.

"Woiiiii! We've come this far, we can't go back! Fix your attitude and attack!! Attack!!"

"But Commander, our horse is terrified and won't listen to us!"

"Woi b*ngs*t, can't you handle a horse properly!!? What are all the daily exercises you do!?"

"M-While you said that, si*l, your orders—"

"Si*lan! Si*l-, arrow—"

"K-Commander, we're shot with arrows! We've been found out!"

Many arrows pierced through the bodies of the soldier units who were struggling to pull the bridle. The Liberation Army stationed there had realized them. The Cavalry Commander's spirit increased as the horse-riding soldiers came from the direction of the barn. Their opponents were not many. They should be able to do it.

Or so the judgment of the Cavalry Commander.

"We'll get shot if we stay like this!! You guys who can move, follow me!! Move-forward!!"

He lifted his spear, stomped his horse's stomach, and began the attack. More and more explosions were going on behind him, but he did not need to turn around. He could hear the sound of the horse's foot pounding, so they might not have been annihilated. No matter what damage they received, it wouldn't be a problem if they could destroy the warehouse. Attacking and then escaping is the duty of the cavalry.

—the cavalry and cavalry crashed at each other, both with momentum accompanying them.

"Your head is mine!"

"Be quiet you rebel scum! Die in my spear!"

"Just try if you can, anj**g Kingdom-!"

"YAHAA-Y!!"

"TEYAAAAAAAAA–!!!"

The Cavalry Commander and the Charge Army Commander unsheathed their weapons and fought each other.

The losers in the fight were,

—Commander Cavalry.

The mercenaries slid towards his body that had fallen from his horse. They were so panicked because if they took his head, they could get a prize money.

"The enemy commander has been killed!! Just like him, slaughter an army of Kingdoms-!!"

The commander of the Paying Army shouted loudly. This action was to raise the morale of his comrades and destroy the will of the enemy. Slashing blood from his sword, he raised his sword.

"O-!!"

"If we win, we can expect a prize!"

"Kill them!!"

The cavalry troops whose commanders had been killed, were completely discouraged, they were surrounded and wounded, and their numbers declined.

"D-damn it! Hahh, away!"

"—-Woah, hehe-don't expect that spear to attack me!"

"You're full of loopholes! Die-!!"

Targeting at the gap from the spear-piercing switch, a sword belonging to a mercenary approached the body of a Royal warrior. At that instant,

"—eh?"

The face of the Royal warrior was instantly bright red in color. The faces of the enemy soldiers targeting him were horribly gouged out and disappeared. It was a spray of blood from that wound that sprayed on his entire body.

"If your horse does not want to hear your words, then go down and fight. Come on, if you don't want to die, hurry up!!"

"Well!!"

"From now on, I'll take command! If our opponents don't have a leader, they are nothing more than mediocre mercenaries! Calm down and kill them!!"

"Interprehensible."

"What a poor voice, I'm the one who will kill you!"

"Understand-!!"

"Good-great! Don't give them forgiveness and slaughter them!!"

Schera encouraged the cavalry with a heroic voice that did not match the look on his face. Even in this situation, his huge scythe had slaughtered three mercenaries.

"—I wonder if that mercenary is his commander. The movement is different from the others."

He observed a bearded horseman slaughtering the cavalry of the kingdom using a large sword. Schera licked her lips, turned her beloved horse towards the man, and stormed. Deciding to block the assault from a horseman, the mercenaries ferociously pointed their swords and spears towards him.

Schera slaughtered the prey, turning his scythe like a windmill. Helmets were crushed, heads smashed, and blood spurted from the severed limbs. The road that Schera was walking on immediately turned red.

"Are you the commander of the mercenary group-!? Ask for your head dong!!"

"A boy whose mouth is not polite!! Go to hell!!"

"YAH-AH!!"

When Schera held her scythe firmly, the mercenary Commander grinned and laughed. His great sword was clearly faster. Faster than a large scythe swung, his sword would pierce Schera's body.

He quickly visualized his sword path. His sword swung with a trained movement. A great strength gathered on his upper arm. It was a simple slash. His skill in combat swordsmanship had kept him from life and death situations many times.

"Because of you!!"

"Slow."

"—–!?"

The sword belonging to the Commander of the Paying Army was brushed aside by the scythe's hilt, and accompanied by the shattering of its balance, Schera swung his weapon with all his might.

The body of the Paying Army Commander split into two vertically. Including his helmet, armor and horse head.

"No way" said her red eyes. His body split open, and when a weak breath came out of his split mouth, he died.

"It's also a good corpse that I produced. Will it be hard to clean?"

After gazing at the bloodied corpse from their duel, Schera swung her huge scythe to clean it up and excitedly pointed it at the sky.

"The enemy commander is dead!! Cavalry troops, continue to exterminate the dogs of the rebel forces!!"

After all, they were an army of impromptu mercenaries. If the commander who put them together dies, they'll go nuts.

"K-Commander has fallen-out!"

"U-waaaaa!!"

The mercenaries would definitely not betray because they were paid, but they would run away. As the saying goes: Life Is Everything, and they start to run away.

"Kill them, don't let any of them stay alive!! Send them all to hell!!"

"O-Ou!!"

"Follow Deputy Commander Schera!!"

"Cavalry of the Kingdom, attack!! Trample them-!! Slaughter them-!!"

With a face covered in blood, Schera gave the order with a joyous appearance. The cavalry members whose morals were lifted back up, ran over to the mercenaries who showed their backs and slaughtered them.

The commander of the forces protecting the warehouse, seeing the mercenaries fleeing, decided to evacuate. He just took out some weaponry and ran away without fighting. Of course the items there were also valuable, but he considered that he should not lose his precious army in this place. What's more, this isn't the only food warehouse. This warehouse is just the most frequently used. Therefore, it would be better to avoid the further life-wasting of the 1,000 regular soldiers.

After assessing that, the commander evacuated without even fighting a sword.

Cavalry units have fallen victim to fewer than 500 casualties in the initial chaos. The mercenary forces were almost completely annihilated, and the ones who managed to survive had fled to Fort Salvador. It was the victory of Schera and his group, even though they had lost their commander.

—One hour later.

After gaining control of the food warehouse, the cavalry unit conducted an inspection on the abandoned items. They took away important documents and left behind large quantities of food, weapons and war horses. Some of them contained Magic Mines, which had ransacked Schera and his comrades before, that was what was left. Of course, they didn't know what it was, and they interrogated the mercenaries they were holding.

There were dozens of mercenaries held captive with their hands tied behind their backs, preventing them from moving, and their pitiful figure was brought before Schera.

Each of their faces was covered with earth, but none had any fatal injuries. They wore a rebellious expression that indicated that they would run off if there was a chance.

"Well, I have a few things I want to ask you, don't you mind."

"Heh-, don't expect us to answer—"

"Don't play us," said the captive who spat out a lump of sputum, his head floating in silence. The body of the pitiful mercenary fell to the fore. Not only the captives, but the soldiers of the Kingdom were astonished as well.

As a consequence of his excessive acts of opposition, he was immediately silenced. They were surprised that someone could die that easily. It was as if he was not a human, but a harvested vegetable.

"Very unfortunate. Then, next."

The bent sickle tip shone, and stood before the next victim. The captive twisted his body, trying to escape, but a warrior from the kingdom held his shoulders tightly.

"Hi, hiii-!!"

"What's this thing doing? Will you tell me?"

Schera pointed at the metal drum that had been moved to her back.

"Uh, i-it. It-it's just an ordinary drum! That's for preserving then—"

The man could not continue his words. Schera smiled and chopped off his head.

It fell right in front of him, so Schera kicked it. It rolled around while scattering red liquid everywhere.

"Lying is a sin? Aren't they just a waste of time?"

A large amount of blood gushed and smeared the bodies of the other captives. Schera walked to the next victim.

"What is this thing?"

"Wait. We are just ordinary mercenaries–don't kill us! We will fight for the kingdom starting from se---"

"—Next!"

His words were interrupted, and the huge scythe snatched. There are still many victims. The man who was supposed to be the next victim, was unable to withstand the terror, revealing detailed information.

"That-That's a Magic Mine. It was a weapon from the Empire that would explode when stepped on or activated by a magician. I don't know the details, really! S-So, don't kill me! Please!"

"W-Woi motherfucker! Why did you tell her? Don't you have the pride of being a Bay— soldier"

"Thank you for knowing me. Only you will be forgiven."

After killing the protesting captive, he untied the man who answered. Schera's expression displayed the smile of a normal girl. But his body was covered with blood.

"W-Am I free? B-really?"

"Quick away. You really are a blessed man, you know? It's food and money for you. I'll also give you one of the many horses over there. It doesn't matter if you also take a gun that you like. —If so, take care of yourself."

Schera handed him a small bag of money and food and told him to leave immediately.

The man seemed that he could not believe it, but immediately, shedding tears and with his head lowered, he mounted a horse and left immediately.

"Vice Commander Schera! What about the others?"

"We can't take them. Kill everything. I no longer have anything to ask them. Don't forgive anyone and slaughter them."

Schera moves her index finger across her own neck. Seeing that, the soldiers from the Kingdom shuddered and responded.

"D-understandable."

"Have the execution quick and quiet. That's bad enough if you don't cut it right, you know? If you don't do it right, it will hurt a lot. Kill them really."

"All right!"

"Don't! Forgive me!"

"I-I won't say anything! So please wait-!"

"I don't want to die!"

"Shut up! Act like an adult!"

"You've made it this far, you should be ashamed!"

The soldiers from the Kingdom prepared their weapons while shouting and began the execution of the captives. A voice of anger, ridicule and then screams of the agony of death echoed in the warehouse many times.

Schera seemed to enjoy listening to them, while looking through the food warehouse and picking up food until she was completely satisfied. It was food and drink in huge quantities and all of it was free. "Is this heaven?" think Schera. He put a large amount of food into a cloth bag and tied it to his horse.

"We need to step down immediately. I'm reluctant, but as planned, we have to start burning. We don't have time to eat it all. It's a pity, but what else."

He said with a sad expression, staring at the food piled high near him.

"All right!"

"Have you taken as much food as you can? It will be thrown away just like that, so be sure to pick it up properly. One cannot fight well on an empty stomach, right?"

Schera looked at the horses of each member of the group. Every bag is full.

"S-As your orders, we've filled our bags."

"If there is no problem. Ahh, let's also bring one of those Magic Mines just in case. It's heavy, but what else."

"Understand!"

The members of the group doused the oil and began preparations to burn. Schera took a deep breath and jumped on her horse.

Towards him, several cavalry glided with their faces that had changed color while scattering clouds of dust.

"—Nn?"

"Vice Commander Schera!! There's bad news!!"

He was a cavalryman who made a ruckus. His face was filled with anxiety and cold sweat was flowing like rain.

"What makes you this big? I was wondering, you looked so laper that you were about to die. If you want bread, just eat this one. The bread looked hard on the outside, but it was pretty good. Although it's really hard."

Schera took out a bread as hard as a rock, but the horseman spoke up, saying that this was not the time to eat bread.

"I-It's not the time to eat bread-!!"

"Do you like bread? We also have jerky if you don't like bread."

"I-I'm not a laper-! It's about the D-Dataran Alucia. Our Royal army has been defeated! The Third Corps suffered heavy casualties. General Yalder is currently on the run!!"

All cavalry in the mist. They could not believe this sudden information.

"No way. The Third Army numbered 80,000 soldiers! There's no way they're losing to a rebel army!"

"I don't know the details! However, the reality was that the Royal army was being chased!"

The soldier reported the defeat of the Royal army, his breathing was dull. He fell off his horse, sprawled, and rested his body. The horse he was riding was also on the verge of collapsing.Both the person and his horse probably used all their energy to run here.

—This information they don't want to believe is not false information.

"Deputy Commander Schera, we, must hurry back to the Castle Antigua Branch. The enemy pursuers will come at any moment."

"What I'm afraid of, the report that their warehouse has fallen should have reached them. It's only a matter of time until they get back here!"

"Silent. Acting rashly is not good. Especially at times like these, so be calm."

Schera took out a fancy item, a chocolate bar, from the bag attached to her horse, and bit it. Schera's heart calmed down because of the delicious sweetness.

"T-Stay!"

"H-hey. Someone came here again. A-Are we gonna be okay!?"

The cavalry carrying even more urgent information shot towards them. On their armor were many arrows piercing, and their blood was flowing from their faces. They were the cavalry heading to the army headquarters to report the results of the battle.

After hearing of the Third Army's defeat, their goal was no longer the Castle of Antigua Branch.

"The Castle of Antigua has fallen, and the flag of the Liberation Army is flying there! Our cavalry U-Units, have been completely, completely isolated!"

"M-Impossible...."

"—H-Hei-U. It's a joke, right?"

"If the place has fallen, where should we go to go home."

The cavalry members were confused, and they were speechless. This area is completely under enemy control. Nearby is the headquarters of the enemy, Fort Salvador. Base of Royal Forces, Antigua Branch Castle has been occupied by the enemy. —The cavalry unit amounts to 2,500 in total. For them, there is no place to go.

"Vice Commander Schera, we......"

"W-What should we do?"

"Vice Commander Schera!"

Continuing forward is the way to hell, retreating is also the same. The information that their food storehouse had been attacked might have already reached the ears of the enemy.

Moreover, there was no doubt that the Liberation Army participating in the battle was closing in to surround them. Their current situation had changed leading to a total annihilation.

Will they throw away their swords, get off their horses, and surrender shamefully? Or, will they attack the enemy fortress and gain glory from being killed in battle? Although it would be difficult, would they open up the escape route and retreat to the eastern region that was their hometown?

After all, as the current commander of this unit, Schera's decision will determine their fate.

"......Want chocolate?"

In response to the gaze of the cavalry unit directed at him, who seemed to be asking for his help, Schera, who had no uneasy feelings, smiled innocently like a child.

And then, after forcibly smashing it into small sizes, he stuffed the chocolate into the mouths of all the members of the group, and licked the melted chocolate that was still attached to his hands.

In front of Schera's eyes was an arsenal in large quantities of equipment that had been left behind by the Liberation Army. While slowly nourishing his brain, he began to ponder whether they could do it with what they had or not.

—Corp Third Army of the Kingdom, has been defeated in the Plains of Alucia.

Right now, they were retreating while being chased by the Royal Capital Liberation Army. The damage received was enormous, and the Antigua Branch Castle had fallen.