Chapter 22: Prologue - OK
The scorching golden sun was still hanging high in the air, and it had no intention of setting.
Fortunately, the moisture in the air is quite sufficient, but it will not dry people——— if it were not for the dragon's claw peninsula where the monsoon blows all year round, at this moment, we in heavy armor should feel similar to staying in the oven.
"My lord, drink some water. ”
"Okay, you also take care to hydrate. ”
Taking the kettle from the attendant, I poured two sips.
We had been walking for five days from the fiefdom of the Marquis of Hogan, but according to the veterans who accompanied us, it was only a small part of the journey. There are at least ten days to get to the border of the Principality of Kaedezawa.
I don't know what the purpose of this march is, or who is the dignitary of our guards, but as a foot knight attached to the Earl of Hogan, his orders are naturally the guide to our actions.
I remember that when I left Chanda, the Earl also specially sent an additional carriage to pull wine in the baggage team, saying that it was too late to compensate for our food. It's just that so far, I haven't had a chance to drink it.
"But walk ...... the Orc Autonomous Region"
"What did you say, my lord?"
"Nothing, Hall. Keep walking. ”
The line was very long, and as an additional escort force added halfway, I don't know exactly how many people were on the march, but I can only roughly estimate the number of people between two thousand and three thousand by burying the smoke of cooking in the pot. Seventeen years of life in the world, I have never seen such a number of warriors needed to be used, just to escort a few unidentified dignitaries.
is born noble, and it is not enviable.
"Stay vigilant, you're about to enter ogre territory!"
As the forward sentry of the part-time herald rode by, I clearly heard that this was by no means good news. When the alarm faded away, I realized my hand and involuntarily tightened the hilt of the sword—every knight had a knight's sword given by the king, lord, or church, and our Zenda Knights on foot were no exception.
Holding the heavy hand half-sword hanging from my waist, and looking at the halberd carried by the squire, I felt a sense of peace in my heart. Yes, even an ogre with a strong ability to regenerate is only a beast that can be killed in front of the sword and halberd that has received the blessing of the goddess of the sea.
"Give us victory. ”
Caressing the Sea Soul Steel, which fused with the hilt of the sword, I whispered a prayer to the goddess.