Friday, February 27, 2026

[WN] Emperor's Seventh Son : 9 - 4


9-4

Protect the Weak and Slay the Wicked, Says the Strange Tome


Translator : PolterGlast


I was surprised. Surprised in many ways.

Because the Katsu Sandwich was delicious...

However, noticing the heavy-looking iron ring around her neck, I inadvertently put on a serious face. There are 3 Katsu Sandwiches remaining. Abandoning three interesting stories, I offered the whole box to her.

Eh...?

I'll give them all to you. Even so, you are beautiful...

A humanoid white wolf. Just the fact that it speaks captivated my heart.

Eh? Eh, eh...?

Just eat. Ones like you are rare in the Empire. Just looking at you makes me excited.

She accepted the remaining Katsu Sandwiches and timidly began to nibble on them with her wolf mouth. It seems she still lacks nutrition. She immediately became absorbed in the meal.

Meanwhile, I observed her closely. Though partly out of curiosity, seeing the collar changed my mind. Upon closer inspection, she seems to be dragging shackles on her legs too.

On top of that, a starving beastman. The possibility that she's wearing the collar for fashion or some special fetish seems unlikely now...

Phew... I almost saw heaven kyan...♪ Ahh, Katsu Sandwich, I didn't know such a delicious thing existed hyan...

Eventually, all the Katsu Sandwiches disappeared into her stomach. I might not be so different from the adventurers including Sigrun. Treating people to things feels good. If the other party says it's delicious, the joy is doubled.

That collar and shackles, if they're in the way, I can do something about them for you.

Eh...?! U-Umm, I didn't run away hyan...

It seems she ran away from somewhere. Did she start thinking I would turn her in as a fugitive because I noticed the collar and shackles?

The beautiful white wolf directed not hostility, but simply fear toward me. It seems if I trace her back, I'll run into evil worthy of death.

It's fine, just show me the shackles. I'll take them off. ...Come on, quickly, put out your leg.

Y-Yes...!

From there on, it's a magic show with no tricks or gimmicks. Pressing the tip of the Shovel against the leg ring of the shackles and rubbing it with a grinding noise, the iron cut like clay.

Eventually succeeding in cutting it in two, I twisted the Shovel to pry open the leg ring.

N-No way... Eh, is this a dream...? Eh, amazing, freedom... Am I free...?!

Next is the collar. Hold down your hood.

Ah, aah... What a good person... Thank you kyan! Please kyan!

If you make noise, people will come. ...Alright, it's off.

Since I somewhat got the hang of it, I cut the collar in two places and removed it. Both the shackles and collar were unnecessarily thick and had ridiculous weight.

I was impressed she managed to escape wearing such things, even though she doesn't look that strong.

I've never met such a kind person kyan... Thank you for saving me; with this, maybe I can go home kyan...

Even if you say go home, to the Beastman Country? That's at the southern end of the Maritime Province; how do you intend to return?

Without the shackles and collar, I'll manage the rest kyan

The white wolf laughed brightly. She might have a more optimistic personality than I thought. The nameless white wolf was wagging even her tail, completely elated.

But then. The clattering sound of footsteps echoed there. Wondering if there was a fire somewhere, I shifted my gaze from her—and it seems the source of the fire is right here.

A group too rough-looking to be firefighters surrounded our front. Incidentally, behind us is the irrigation canal.

E-Eek, these people...

If it's a fire, it's not here.

Oi you, that's a dog that escaped from a certain person's mansion. Hand it over.

The total of six villains kindly self-reported that they were pursuers. I don't know the circumstances, but there's no way I'd hand her over just because they said so. I pointed the tip of the Shovel at them.

I don't follow. Running away is her freedom, right?

She's a slave!

Is that so? Then you, who were you sold by?

I don't know! I don't know, bad guys hyan!

In other words... these guys are kidnappers.

Yes, that's it hyan! Bad guys hyan!

Then it's an illegal transaction. Let her go.

Are you stupidly honest, bastard?! That certain person won't stay silent about this!

Well, I say this many times, but villains prefer preemptive strikes. A tall musclehead drew a scimitar and tried to thrust it at me, so I destroyed it with the Shovel.

Shabby sword. Because you neglect maintenance, you lose to something like a Shovel.

You bastard, if you intend to protect her, only pain awaits you!

Then how about implementing that before threatening. Anyone can talk big.

Don't underestimate us, you brat! I'll kill you!

Six people or so are no match for me. Deflecting the messily swung swords, I smacked each of them once in the face, shin, or collarbone with the Shovel, sending them flying.

Just that alone left them groveling on the ground. In terms of stats, they're barely above ordinary people; far from reaching adventurers or soldiers. It wasn't a fight from the start.

I think the result will be the same if we continue, but do you still want to do this?

Ugh... You, aguaaah!!?

The leader, unwilling to give up, swung his fist down at me, so I dodged with minimal movement and smashed his nose with the steel tool.

Ouch, oooouch... D-Damn, damn it, remember this...!!

As the leader howled like a loser while holding his nose, the kidnappers fled from the scene. Those guys only say cliché things on par with classical performing arts...

You are too strong hyan! You look slender, but I'm surprised hyan, thanks kyan, I almost peed from emotion kyan!

I see. But please spare me from you leaking in front of me.

Understood kyan!

Now then. I protected her, but what should I do concretely? The Beastman Country is too far to walk. If I abandon her here, it won't have a happy ending.

At that moment, the bag containing the Book of the Evil Dragon vibrated slightly. Maybe some unreasonable task was added again. I took it out and checked inside.


- Purge -

Protect the Beastman and Eliminate the Cause

  • Reward: Direction Sense Lv 1
  • This is not my order. Your determination created this item. Carry out justice, Ashley

If you say you agree too, then it's decided. Kidnappers abducting beastmen. These guys are nothing but the shame of the Empire.

By the way, what's your name?

Yatsufusa! Yatsufusa Shuria! Yashu is fine kyan!

I see. Then Yashu, come with me—let's go to an inn with good food.

I'll go, I'll go! I don't have money but I'll go kyan!

A talking dog that has no problem eating fried food, huh... If Atomina-aneue saw this child, well, I wonder what would happen.

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[WN] A Hero From a Remote Village : Chapter 177


Chapter 177

Serious


Translator : PolterGlast


When I entered the Adventurer's Guild, a staff member noticed me immediately and guided me to the Guild Master's office. Inside, Greg looked busy, but he stopped his work the moment he saw me.

"Well, if it isn't Graham-san. Thank you for taking the trouble to come all this way."

"You don't need to be so tense. We plan to leave tomorrow, so I just came to talk a bit."

"No. I treated you terribly, so I cannot treat you casually."

Saying that, Greg continued to bow deeply, which conversely made it awkward to interact with him. I wish he wouldn't treat me with hostility or excessive reverence, but just treat me normally.

"I'm not bothered by it anymore, so please don't let it bother you either, Greg. Actually, it makes it hard to talk, so please act normally. This is a request."

"Mm... Understood. If you request it, I have no choice but to change my demeanor."

Greg finally raised his head. I understand he is serious, but perhaps he is a bit too serious. Maybe a Guild Master is better off being a little more laid back.

"So, did you find out anything from the Dragon Zombie skin I gave you?"

"Yes. Pathogens similar to the plague were found. It is not confirmed information yet, but the Healer's Guild's view is that it is extremely likely the Dragon Zombie was the cause."

"I see. It's good that the Dragon Zombie was the cause and that we were able to defeat the source."

"Graham-san, thank you so much. And I am truly sorry for attacking such a benefactor."

"You don't need to apologize anymore. I know you acted because you wanted to protect the city of Klingark."

"I sincerely thank you for your generous heart!"

Greg bowed deeply again. He dropped back into this posture before I even realize it; it's really troubling.

"Really, please stop reacting like that."

"Hah, sorry. Without realizing it, my head lowers in apology and gratitude."

"Try to be conscious of it and keep your head up. ...So, did you find out why the Red Dragon became a Dragon Zombie?"

Actually, it was a Red Wyvern, but saying Red Dragon makes the conversation faster, so I told Greg it was a Red Dragon. It was the same with the Lesser Ogre, and while this slight misalignment in perception bothers me... now is not the time to think about it.

"No, we are still in the middle of investigating that. However, since faint traces of other magic remained, the Mage's Guild stated there is a possibility it was zombified by someone. But given that Graham-san and his party fought it, and considering the possibility of magic traces from other monsters or adventurers, the current situation is that we won't know without further investigation."

I hit it with Gravity Magic when knocking down the charging Dragon Zombie. Considering that, there is a high possibility those are my magic traces, so I guess they can't make a judgment yet.

However, I am honestly impressed that they have found out this much since yesterday. The names of the Healer's Guild and the Mage's Guild came up, which suggests this is due to coordination with other guilds. Greg seems to be excellent as a Guild Master after all.

"I see. Thanks for investigating so much in such a short time. Let me know if you find out anything else."

"Of course. And this is not something I should be thanked for. In the first place, it was a mistake to let things reach a point where we needed Graham-san's help. I deeply regret that I acted out of hatred for Dwayne."

"I understand the feeling, so it's fine. But from now on, please judge calmly as a Guild Master."

"I will take this incident to heart. To ensure nothing like this ever happens again, I intend to act with Klingark as my first priority."

Greg gave a crisp salute. Seeing this serious expression, I'm sure he will be fine from now on.

Simply having the leadership shift from Guanza to Greg is significant, and I feel like Klingark will grow rapidly. Right now, the only S-Rank adventurer party seems to be the Crimson Rose, but excellent talent will likely increase from here on, and the day it rivals the Royal Capital might be close—looking at Greg, I felt something akin to a premonition.

"Yeah, please do. Well then, I'll get going. It would be appreciated if you welcomed us the next time we come to play in Klingark."

"Of course. We will welcome you, Graham-san, so please come anytime."

I parted with Greg, having reconciled, and left the Adventurer's Guild. With this, all my errands are done, and it looks like we can go home tomorrow. I suppose I'll buy some souvenirs for Ria and the others... and then return to the inn.

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[WN] Jitsuwa 3-Domedatta : Chapter 273


Chapter 273

The Western Front — The Pursuit Battle


Translator : PolterGlast


Amidst the confusion of the Fearalt Principality Army running desperately along the highway toward the border, a suspicious group was pursuing them. They were those who, under the orders of the Demon Territory Count, had left the column on the way to Kleirat and headed for the border area ahead of time to disrupt the Principality Army's rear.

Leading this force of over 500 cavalry was Raphael. Accompanying him in the column were Zahark—the boss of the city of Salaam who had successfully established ties with the Demon Territory Count back in AegisHalim, and other members of the Tia Trading Company, all carrying separate orders from the Demon Territory Count.

To explain this situation, we must rewind the timeline slightly.

Raphael and his group, receiving separate orders from Takuhir, aimed straight for the far rear of the Fearalt Principality Army deployed in the western frontier region of Kleirat, based on information obtained from spies.

They first raided the Principality Army's supply depot located a day's distance from the battlefield, routing 1,000 garrison soldiers who had been spending idle days in the rear. The depot garrison was not an elite unit within the Principality Army but rather a mixed unit of gathered soldiers, and since they were those removed from the front lines—and thus denied the chance to distinguish themselves in battle—both their morale and their training were poor.

Such soldiers had no way to resist Raphael and the 500 mounts of the Demon Territory Knights, the Kyle Kingdom's most elite. Due to the Demon Territory Count Army's surprise attack, they fell into great confusion and routed without even being able to mount a proper counterattack. Raphael and his group seized the abandoned supplies, and burning whatever the accompanying transport corps could not carry right there on the spot.

"Wh-! What is this!"

Having fled desperately for a whole day from the battlefield, Marquis Scuria could do nothing but scream in horror. He had thought he would finally be able to catch his breath at the rear supply depot. Instead, he found the tents flattened and supplies like food set ablaze everywhere, leaving nothing but wisps of smoldering smoke rising from the ruins.

"H-How vicious... To think they’ve already reached this far. We have no choice now! Run through day and night to the border barrier gate! Leave the dead weight behind!"

The Marquis had no choice but to make a ruthless decision. He shuddered at the Kyle Kingdom's counterattack and the speed of its movement. At this point, he realized that they were already merely prey being chased.

"Your Excellency Marquis, with all due respect. The enemy has already forestalled us. Even if we head for the border as is, there is a possibility the enemy is waiting. Just heading for the border might be dangerous."

"I-I know that! No, Lord Lugner, excuse me. We have lost soldiers and are in a somewhat difficult position. I am pinning my hopes on the forces and assistance of your father and the other Marquises until the border. Please, hurry and convey our crisis to them, and request reinforcements and supplies."

"Understood. Then I shall part ways with you here for the time being. I will rally the troops in my territory and return with reinforcements. Now, I take my leave!"

Thus, Lugner and a part of his subordinate soldiers separated from the group of routed soldiers.

"It's that brat again! Every time we are on the verge of a perfect victory, they butt in and get in our way. He is the only person I will never forgive! We haven't been completely defeated yet. Let them enjoy their fleeting victory while they can!"

Declaring so, he changed direction further on the way without heading to the Water or Fire Marquis territories.

"Lugner, where are you heading? Aren't you heading to your puppet's territory?"

"Azal, soldiers for suppressing rebellion will likely head to the Marquis territories soon. The one who crushed our victory is undoubtedly that brat. The fact that he came here means the Empire failed."

"What! An army of 50,000? How on earth..."

"I don't know! But we also lost nearly 20,000 troops in an instant. It is entirely possible the same happened to the Empire. The flash flood and the fatal attack that followed came from the south. Therefore, that is the only logical."

"So, where are we headed?"

"First to the Master, then we rethink our strategy. We made a big mistake. We should have prioritized taking that brat's life above all else."

"...You have a point there."

Exchanging these words, they turned their course toward the south and vanished into parts unknown.


The timeline returns to the present. Marquis Scuria and the soldiers of the defeated army continued to run toward the border, moving day and night.

Although the largest relay point, the supply depot, had fallen into the hands of the Kyle Kingdom Army, small-scale depots and the convoys of Principality merchants waiting further back to handle logistics were safe.

Obtaining food and such from them and absorbing them into their ranks, they somehow managed to enter the territory of the late Frontier Count Clantiff and reached a point where the border gate was visible in the distance.

To get this far, they had abandoned all the wounded and many of the infantry within enemy territory. The number of those who had managed to escape was now reduced to less than 3,000.

"Ohh! It's the gate. If we can just reach that gate, we can repel those who are chasing us! Everyone, just a little further!"

Marquis Scuria rallied his troops. His words were no mere boast. The border gate built on the Fearalt Principality side was indeed a formidable fortification—solid enough that Takuhir, having passed through it before, had deemed its design "troublesome."

However, in their desperation to escape, the Marquis and his men failed to notice one thing.

They were unaware that the pursuit force of approximately 5,000 cavalry led by Takuhir, intent on wiping them out, had been sending scouts ahead repeatedly to maintain a perfect distance from their fleeing prey.

"Zahark, Halim, we part ways temporarily from here. We will blend in with the Principality soldiers as is. You hurry ahead to Salaam with the Principality merchants. And convey the Demon Territory Count's will to those living in the city. We will enter Salaam eventually."

"Boss, please be careful. We'll have exceptionally fine booze ready and waiting."

"Indeed, as Halim says, the Boss is a person who suits our company better than serving in the court. For the victory celebration, we'll prepare booze and women, exceptionally fine ones. So, we’re counting on you to handle things out there. We’ll do our part to help thin out the routed soldiers a bit, too. "

Raphael, whose appearance and speech outside official settings were no different from roughnecks found in any city, was a man who didn't seem like a noble or a soldier, despite bearing the title of quasi-noble. However, for those who had lived lives in the shadows, he was a rare and precious existence: someone they could approach without reservation, and a man they could trust.

"Yeah, I'll be looking forward to it. Don't cross any dangerous bridges."

Raphael laughed and parted with Zahark and the others. He and his subordinate soldiers had taken equipment and flags from Principality soldiers in the process of coming here. To disguise themselves as Principality soldiers.

On the other hand, Marquis Scuria, unaware that a dangerous group was mixed among them, managed to enter the gate on the Principality side of the border.

"Listen well! The fact that the Kingdom soldiers cannot even mount a proper pursuit proves they are far more exhausted than we expected. We will crush them thoroughly here and hold the border line. This is our final bastion. Let every man regard this as an opportunity to avenge our brethren who fell so miserably!"

Having entered the impregnable gate, the Marquis finally regained his composure as his safety was secured. Their invasion operation failed, and they retreated to the border line with massive sacrifices. However, as long as they secure this gate, they can invade again.

The Kyle Kingdom still faced potential conflicts at three other borders. Furthermore, civil war will likely break out in the western frontier region soon. Once that happened, the Kingdom would fall into chaos, creating a possibility to carve out territory in the frontier. It would be a golden opportunity for the Marquis to regain his lost standing.

"Send the merchants who accompanied us to Salaam immediately! Order them to gather food and supplies and bring them to this gate!."

Merchants ran at this order. Of course, Zahark and Halim were mixed among them.


Timing their movement to coincide with the enemy army entering their own border gate, Takuhir’s pursuit unit advanced to the gate on the Kingdom’s side. Though, compared to the one on the Principality side, it clearly paled in comparison...

"Well then, Commander, shall we begin preparations to capture that gate? I'm thinking we should use that again to settle this once and for all..."

"Indeed. First, let's start by greeting them with a volley of suppression rounds. Kaul has joined us here now. We brought catapults from Kleirat, and the number of Wind Mages is sufficient."

Yes, considering them no longer necessary for the Western Front, Princess Clarice had allowed uninjured Wind Mages from the Magic Knights to accompany us. About 20 of them. They were sufficiently trained for supporting catapult attacks and had experienced actual combat.

"Then, install them at the top of the gate and begin preparations."

"Understood. We’ll rotate shifts between preparation and standing watch, while the others get some food and rest. Pursuit battles are waiting ahead, after all."

Since the Principality side confronting them before their eyes had also run day and night without decent supplies, Takuhir and the others who chased them also needed rest time while conducting sufficient patrols.

Thus, although it was brief, a time of silence passed at the western border of the Kyle Kingdom as both armies glared at each other, remaining in a state of high tension.

Needless to say, it was but a momentary respite before the slaughter that was to come.

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