If you find a random person in the world of Rigar, ask about the distinction between the mercenary/soldier class and the knight/nobility class. The most common answer is probably "the former is always dirty, while the latter is luxurious".

Although this statement is a bit rigid and rigid, if you have to argue with the horns, you can indeed find poor mercenary knights and relatively wealthy mercenaries who can afford expensive clothing and armor. But it is undeniable that these people are indeed a minority of both classes, not a representative majority.

Contrary to most people's perception, the mercenaries don't always look so good not because they are poor or stupid enough to spend all their income on eating, drinking, and having fun, although this is true, but intentionally.

Knights can be luxurious, and they can inlay armor with gold and silver. Because they are fighting ritual wars of the nobility, they are rarely killed, and showing their wealth to show their wealth to others is telling the other party, "I am rich, don't kill me, take me prisoner to get a large ransom!"

But the mercenaries don't have that kind of background. The battlefields they experienced were higher in scale, frequency, and even cruelty than those faced by the nobles, and in this environment, compared to high-profile displays, the low-key of not revealing wealth became the key to life-saving.

It's a simple battlefield math problem: if ten people stab you with weapons at the same time, you're far more likely to die than if you were targeted by just one opponent.

High-profile, attracting unwanted attention, arguing like a fool over a big thing, and showing off their weapons, armor, or combat skills when they don't have to, adventurers who can do these things often don't live long.

"A truly sophisticated adventurer should be like a scorpion or a poisonous spider hiding its tail, revealing its claws only when it wants to kill someone. ”

Personal heroism that acts in a high-profile manner is a hot-headed approach that can cost you your life.

She knows that.

"Click-" Mira slipped back down the low dirt slope, and this time it didn't take her too much time.

The sage rushed out and took the other party by surprise with great force. But these samurai were not weak hands, and after realizing his lethality, they began to fight him by taking advantage of the leg strength and long-range striking ability of their horses.

Although Henry is powerful, even he will inevitably find himself in a bitter battle against opponents who are also experts.

A ranged attack from multiple directions, and while dodging enemies in front of you, you may get caught in a rear or flank attack. He had to keep an undivided mind on what was happening to everyone around him, and even though he had killed four of them, there were 12 left. Under the command of the samurai leader, they never gave him a chance to get closer.

No matter how strong Kramer is, there is no point in not cutting it.

It attracted the attack of 12 samurai on horseback, and each of them had at least 20 bows and arrows left, adding up to more than 200.

If it was Galeva who ran back to help, the stunned young man would have rushed back to stand with the sage in a daze, trying to cover him with a big shield or something else.

Mira wouldn't do that, even though emotionally she desperately wanted to stand with her teacher back-to-back with her sword drawn to face the besieging enemy forces. But this kind of romantic scene only has a chance to turn defeat into victory in the adventure.

She's an expert, a combat professional who's been in the adventurer industry for many years at a young age.

And.

She had a good teacher.

"Boom-boom-snatch!!" The dark arrow shot from an unknown corner struck a samurai who was not wearing a throat guard, clutching his blood-soaked neck, trying to maintain his position on horseback while trying to warn his teammates. The other two samurai, who had been disrupted by the sneak attack, looked around and drove their horses in the guessed direction, but they found nothing.

"Over there!" shouted the samurai, and Mira, who was running with a crossbow bolt in her mouth, wound it hard and pushed it under the steel plate of the arrow, and threw a shot at the samurai who was rushing towards her.

"Smack—Take!" The light crossbow bolt hit the luna country samurai's breastplate, which was weaker than the Rigalese plate armor, and successfully pierced the surface, although it was stuck in the armor and did not cause substantial damage, only a little skin, but it was still enough to form a thwart.

"Kill the Nanban woman. Several of the shouting warriors ran out, and the horned warrior realized that something was wrong and was about to open his mouth to command, but the sage rushed at him at great speed without saying a word.

"Tsk——!" had to distance himself in order to avoid being close to the samurai leader, and he ran to the others to look like headless flies. The originally orderly array suddenly went into chaos, some of them rushed towards Mira's area, while others hesitated for a moment and planned to catch up to cover their own leader.

But that's exactly what Henry expected.

"Stop, he's targeting you!" the samurai leader reacted instantly, but the sage had already made a feint and immediately turned around and killed the samurai who were catching up.

"Ahh

"Qiang ——!" slashed the horse's leg with his knee, causing the first man to lose his balance and throw forward, then twisted his broadsword to use his height advantage to hit a samurai in the face.

Half of his face was sliced with blood, and because of the hedge of the galloping horse, he flew backwards.

Immediately afterwards, Henry bent down and rolled to dodge the stabbing action of the third warrior using the big bow in his hand as a temporary spear, and at the same time held Kramer's sword with his backhand pointing upwards, and stabbed the weakness of the armpit armor exposed by the fourth person because of the raised hand attack, directly knocking him off the horse and smashing it into the fifth person.

"Bang-bang-bang-" screams rang out repeatedly, and four of the five people who bumped into the sage in one fell to the ground. Although only one person was actually killed or seriously injured, the first person to fall off his horse and the fifth person who was hit by his partner's body also lost their combat effectiveness for a while.

"Ya cac!" seemed to be the words of the Moon Country's curse language again, and the only uninjured samurai threw away the big bow in his hand, drew his long knife, and drove his horse back to kill, but he was carried away by anger, and his blow failed to hit, but the left hind leg of the war horse under him was slashed by Henry with a dagger.

"Whoa!" The screaming horse fell diagonally to one side and also crushed the left thigh of the samurai riding on it, and his whole body was almost in shock under the severe pain, and Henry, who quickly approached, directly stabbed him in the heart from the defensive gap under the armpit of the struggling samurai's right arm.

He didn't fight, pulled out Kramer and ran towards the warriors who were chasing Mira.

- Perfect fit.

There is no need for even a word of communication, and the two of them know what to do.

Mira didn't rush directly to Henry's side to fight alongside him.

Because she was not strong enough to be able to survive the siege of a dozen archers like the sage, and still ensure that she would not be hit by the unarmored part.

Blindly, recklessly, and subconsciously trying to solve it with pure strength—as a young child, she watched her teacher fight, and inevitably stuck on the simple and brutal power on the surface, ignoring the thoughtful parts of his every step.

To this day, she still subconsciously tends to imitate his actions many times.

But perhaps it was the icy air and tension of the northern Crescent that made her mind spin at a rapid pace, the first time—not a reflection after a battle, nor a self-examination after an injury—the first time, in the midst of a battle, she realized the purpose of the sage's actions, and thus understood how to do it.

He attracts all the firepower, which means that no one throws enough attention at her.

The archers formed a triangular flank, and whenever the sage tried to break through in one direction, the men in that direction would pull away, while the other two teams could still form an angle, so that he could not surprise from attacking.

The wind blew, carrying a little snow, and slapped on the face of the Luoan girl.

The hair of the same color as the snow sways gently.

And she exhaled, took a careful and slow aim without being noticed, and pulled the trigger of the light crossbow.

Triangle attack, no matter which direction the sage breaks through, the rest of the team can still form a clamp on him.

But what if three becomes two?

Although the samurai who caught up had the advantage of their horses, Mira never intended to fight them head-on, and she used her light crossbow to buy time while nimbly dodging with cover and terrain.

And Henry seized this opportunity and instantly reduced the number of samurai by half.

"Ha-ha-" The girl of Roan, gasping for breath, galloped, Rao took advantage of the terrain and hindered her to keep her out of the horse, the samurai managed to close the distance, but Mira did not flee aimlessly.

"Bang!!" Henry, who rushed from the side, took two more samurai with him the moment he joined her, and an arrow shot by the samurai before dying bounced off Mira's Brigham floor armor.

The strong force made the Luo An girl unsteady and fell to the ground, but except for the feeling of some difficulty breathing due to the impact, she did not have any real damage.

"Ahem-ahem-" The high-quality armor crafted by the dwarves is worth the money, and the armor worn by the two of them has saved their lives at least several times. Although the original delicate velvet surface was stained and damaged by the hits and crawling, only a few scratches were added to the sturdy hardened steel armor underneath.

"It's okay. Henry pulled Mira up, and then both of them hid again with the help of cover.

They managed to take out quite a few enemies, but the scarred samurai regrouped - and their morale did not suffer too much. These people are still resolute, this is not the willpower that rogues can have, this is a real rebel soldier. They won't back down until they get their goal.

"Crossbow bolts, run out. Another one broke down. Mira said as she rubbed her sore waist from being hit by a bow, and the sage nodded, glancing at a bow and arrow.

The wind became more intense, and the sun, which was not very violent in winter, began to darken due to the change in the weather. The wind blew the bare skin with the snowflakes, and the cooling temperature began to numb their hands and feet.

"Qiang-" Luo An girl pulled out the one-handed knife at her waist, she was a little nervous, because although there were not many people left, her own physical strength had also been consumed a lot.

The lack of armament and manpower made every move they made risky, and although the previous success worked, the other side became more vigilant because of it.

Although the terrain is somewhat undulating, there is only one building. The only way for melee fighters to deal with archers is to use complex terrain cover to close the distance, which is not an ideal combat situation for them, and the disadvantage is so obvious that it cannot be more obvious.

They were forced into a depression on the side of the torii, and the access to the mountain hut was far on the left, but next to it was a cliff face, and the only way to run through it was uncovered ground.

All the remaining samurai had turned their bows to this side, and they were once again surrounded by a merging stream, and it was clear that the tactics they had used would not work again. Even if the sage rushes out again, these people will distance themselves and will no longer be attracted by him, but will concentrate their fire on Mira first.

The girl of Luo'an, who realized that she had become a drag, was a little unwilling, but Henry just rubbed her head silently.

The wind is blowing.

The people of the Land of the Moon call this bitterly cold wind that carries snow blowing snow.

The inscription rope on the torii gate of the shrine was covered with snow that drooped due to its weight, and in the strong wind, it crumbled and finally broke with a "snap" at the moment when no one noticed.

The transformed villagers, who were numb to the place like plants, seemed to be part of the background of the landscape because they had not reacted when the samurai had gone up the mountain before, and no one had paid attention to them in the heat of battle.

Therefore, when all this happened, neither of the two sides, which was immersed in fighting each other, could react in time.

"Roaring ——!"

A wide open mouth of blood.

"Click!!" bit through the chest and back armor of the horned samurai.

On the chaotic spliced body like a rag doll, several arms that had not been fused were still dancing wildly.

And the head that didn't have eyes like an eel, only a large mouth that stood out.

"Ahhhh

"Hurry—" Apparently returning to them, Aya stood there with another bow in her hand, only half-spoken and did not continue.

She stared at the creature with limbs and tail like a baby fish in front of the shrine.

"Evolution isn't over yet, it's still there, but this-"

"There's no time to be in a daze, let's go!"