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Red Storm (Published Novel) - Book 4-2.4
Book 4-2.4
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“Didn’t we promise? We said we will listen to him for now.”
Shubeon tried to say something at Haisha’s words before shutting up and nodding his head.
“Speak, Assistant Warrior. Tell us what the Red Storm needs to do.”
Once Haisha spoke, Runa looked around at the warriors before finally starting to speak.
“In about one month, Edwin is scheduled to come with a very large caravan. All of you will have to protect the caravan and safely return to Pareia with them. The size of the caravan is so large that they will need to do three trips across the quicksand river. Please keep that in mind.”
“We understand. We will follow your order.”
Runa felt a bitter taste in his mouth while looking at Haisha. In the end, it ended up like this again.
Even though he approached it every time saying ‘I need to control my pride, I need to kill my pride,’ the ending was always like this.
As Runa nodded his head and left, Haisha started to talk to Shubeon.
“Shubeon, why are you always like this? Didn’t we promise not to be like this at least on the outside?”
“What can I do when I get angry every time I see him?”
“You still need to hold it in. If we fight, the ones to be happy will be our enemies, the one who will be sad is our Glow.”
“The Glow is the same way. How could he accept that bastard……”
“Do not talk about something that has already happened, Shubeon.”
As Thrint answered in a cold voice from his side, Shubeon ended up saying something he shouldn’t have said.
“Have you forgotten about Triquel and our friends already too? How can you be that cold?”
Suddenly, silence filled the room. Shubeon realized that he had made a big mistake, however, he could only shut his mouth.
“Yes!”
At that moment, surprising words came bursting out of Thrint’s mouth.
“I forgot about all of them. Those damn bastards who went and died. I forgot about them a long time ago. Why do we have to remember those types of bastards!”
“Thrint!”
Shubeon shouted loudly and clenched Thrint’s collar.
“What did you just say?”
“They went against orders, they lowered all of their peers’ morale, and now, they are making us argue against other people who are on our side. Why should we remember those bastards. That is what I said.”
Pow.
Shubeon threw a punch at Thrint’s face, and Thrint was pushed far away by the force of the punch.
“Say it again.”
“I said there is no reason to remember those bastards.”
“You… son of a ……”
Shubeon ran toward Thrint and continued to punch as Thrint started to throw punches back and they started to fight. Even though the two of them were fighting, Haisha, as well as the rest of Red Storm just watched them with blank expressions.
“How can you say something like that!”
Shubeon continued to punch as he shouted at Thrint; Thrint punched back as he responded as well.
“Then how long do I have to remember them for?! There are so many things we need to get done, but we can’t do anything while we argue with each other like this. We are the Red Storm. Pareia’s greatest brigade. How much longer must we be in pain for those dead bastards?”
The two warriors fought until they ran out of energy and they both fell down to the ground at the same time. None of the other warriors moved a finger until that happened.
“Shit.”
Shubeon stayed down as he lifted up his arm to wipe both his tears and the blood from his nose.
“I know. I know we need to forget about them. But I can’t seem to do that. I can’t help but remember them when I go home.”
“We still have to forget them. We don’t have the right to decide. Forget them.”
“Shit. Aaaaaahh~!”
Shubeon hit the ground with both his arms and legs. Shubeon liked to flail and laze around, however he cherished friendships very much.
“Everybody, let’s stop.”
Haisha approached the two fallen warriors and lifted them up as he calmly said one thing.
“Thrint is right. Forget about them. It’s not that it is hard to forget them. It is that we do not want to forget them. That is why we need to stop making excuses and forget about them.”
“Shit, I’m sorry everyone.”
Shubeon apologized before pushing Haisha’s arm away and starting to walk away.
Each and every one of his steps looked extremely difficult, but nobody went up to stop or help him.
They just watched his back with a rueful expression.
For being your average merchant, the size is extremely large.”
The young man was reading the report the man handed over as he mumbled to himself. Maybe he really did make the wrong call about that man.
‘For him to have the power to move this much materials.’
The young man shook his head as he thought that in his head and started to speak toward the black-clad man in front of him.
“Honestly, over half of that belongs to the nobles of Inama Kingdom.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes. The guild itself is being pressured by external influences quite a bit. Now that they’ve been doing well, the nobles forced themselves on board.”
“It should be interesting. So if he fails this time, he will end up destroyed?”
The black-clad man responded without even lifting his head.
“Yes. In fact, the entire guild might go down. The nobles of the Kingdom are very greedy; they won’t be able to stand taking a loss like that. THey will do whatever they can to recover their losses.”
“It makes it sound like the nobles of our kingdom are like that as well.”
The black-clad man bowed down almost to the point his head was touching the ground at the young man’s response and answered.
“I’m sorry. I should have said the Inama Kingdom’s nobles.”
“Well, everybody knows it is the truth. I just don’t mention it because it’ll taint my mouth.”
“I really didn’t have any intentions……”
“Enough. That is not the important part.”
“It will help us be more relaxed if we get rid of the people who will become our enemies, as well as the ones who are helping them. Mm. How should we take care of this?”
The black-clad man believed that the fact that the young man could speak so casually meant that he already had a plan in mind.
“Master.”
The young man called the black-clad man.
“Yes, master.”
“Do you know who will be protecting that caravan?”
“They are in a different continent so I cannot be sure, however, it was said to be a well-known mercenary guild in the Western Continent.”
“A mercenary guild? What about their size?”
The young man was surprised at the black-clad man’s answer. He thought it was weird that such a large caravan was being protected by mercenaries instead of soldiers.
“I heard around 500 people.”
The young man tilted his head in confusion. Mercenaries were one thing and soldiers were another, but 500 mercenaries seemed to be quite small for a caravan this size.
“I guess they must be quite talented mercenaries if they think 500 will be enough to protect them.”
“We do not have any information yet.”
“Will it be possible?”
There could be no other answer to this question.
“As long as you leave it up to me.”
The young man peeked at him before starting to smile. He didn’t let the man in too close because of where the man was born, however, he was still a trustworthy subordinate. He also new that the man was sincerely loyal to him as well.
Of course, that loyalty was based on the fact that the young man was the black-clad man’s lifesaver and the reason the man was able to grow up like this.
The young man casually continued to speak.
“I hope you won’t let me down. I know you have never let me down before, but I see that this opportunity will be a very important opportunity for you.”
‘Ah!’
The black-clad man lifted his head up to look at the young man with sparkling eyes. If he was able to succeed in this endeavor, his existence would finally be validated.
The young man may be cold and ruthless, but he never went against the things he said, and took care of his subordinates very well.
“Just leave it to me. I will make sure nothing goes wrong.”
“Then please make sure to report back good results.”
“I will do as you command.”
The black-clad man bowed once more to Shaone Fury Silence III, the crown prince of the Silence Empire, and walked away.
The black-clad man was confident. No matter who was protecting the caravan, they would not be able to avoid the methods of the assassins under his command.
They had easily taken care of the assassins those barbarians had sent not too long ago.
The black-clad man quickly started to move.
End of chapter 2.
Next up:
Protection
The ones who attack first deserve retribution.
That was the law of the desert.
