Thursday, July 23, 2026

[WN] Jitsuwa 3-Domedatta : Special 5


Volume 5 Release Commemorative Special Episode

The Former Master and Servant - Journey of Hardship


Translator : PolterGlast


The ten thousand cavalry led by General Weiss, having slipped behind the fortress line of the Principality of Sura—which was said to be impregnable—through a march so absurd that even the enemy army had not anticipated it, charged straight into the mountainous region and launched a surprise attack on a strategic supply base connecting the front line and the rear. Receiving an unexpected assault, the principality army's garrison was annihilated, and the supply base, a strategic point supporting the front line, fell into the hands of Weiss and his men. Due to this, the provisions that were supposed to support the military force of as many as sixty thousand deployed on the front line were lost.

General, how shall we move from here? We could strike their fortresses from the rear right now, right?

There is no need to dare attack from our side. The enemy army deployed on the front line beyond here is a massive force of sixty thousand in total; from this point on, that number itself will become their vital weak point.

Saying so to restrain his eager adjutant, Weiss continued his explanation.

Given the sheer numbers, they will dry up quickly on the food stockpiled at the front line alone. The negligence in thinking they had capped us with an impregnable fortress and that the rear was safe territory leading to their home country will prove fatal this time.

Then what about them?

Once they learn we have occupied this place, they will panic and move to eliminate the threat in their rear. If so, a hole will open in the front line, and Denka's army will strike them from behind. We will ambush and shoot down the enemy forces that are pushed out here.

However... the enemy army is six times our number! Will it really go well?

Indeed, just as the adjutant said, it normally seemed as if they had leaped into a death trap of encirclement and annihilation. However, that was merely talk on a flat board.

Their fortress line is constructed along the steep mountain range that divides the principality's territory north and south. Therefore, there are only three exits towards the Empire. But conversely, there are also only three roads leading from the fortress line to this supply base.

As Weiss pointed out, there were only three roads passing through the mountainous region from the strategic point connecting to the fortress line on the front line, and moreover, the principality's strategic point they had occupied was established where the three bypaths stretching to the front line merged into one. Because of that, from this strategic point, only a single road stretched out threading through the mountains towards both the front line and the homeland of the Principality of Sura.

Whether they wish to recapture the strategic point or flee towards the principality side, they absolutely must pass through here.

That was precisely why the adjutant feared being caught in a pincer attack from front and back, but Weiss's viewpoint was different.

The bypath leading here is narrow and a large army cannot deploy. Therefore, no matter how large the enemy army is, they cannot utilize the advantage of numbers. They think they have capped the Empire at the fortress line, but we have capped them at the very root of it.

Saying so, Weiss pointed at the map and smiled fearlessly.



Truth be told, in the third world as well, what marked the border between the ceded new territory of the Empire and the territory of the Principality of Sura was this fortress line on the mountain range stretching north and south. The reason Sieghart had narrowed down the invasion routes of the principality army to three locations was actually nothing other than because there were only three exits. Returning to the story...

Therefore, their food supplies will run out and they will starve early on. Since ancient times, a starving army suffers a drop in morale and cannot exhibit its original strength. Even more so because the body of a soldier that has weakened once does not easily recover its strength. This is something I myself know firsthand...

Saying so, Weiss choked on his words, recalling the bitter memories of the past etched into his mind.

It was the same that time. If only we hadn't suffered from starvation... I wouldn't have made such a blunder, nor would I have let so many members die. That was entirely the result brought about by my foolish arrogance...

Eleven years ago from now, we, the Two-Headed Hawk Mercenary Group, were suddenly robbed of the future we were supposed to live. As a result, the journey until we could meet our true lord was harsh and full of hardship. The beginning of that journey of hardship arrived abruptly. One day, we were robbed of our future by a single merciless sentence!

What is the meaning of this? Our contract should still have one year remaining, shouldn't it?

It means we cannot wave sleeves we do not have; furthermore, in this famine, we have no need for useless eaters.

But we were told to prepare for the coming war with the Empire... Viscount Gorman also said so...

We have no money to spend on a war that we don't even know will happen. Besides, the Viscount, being solely devoted to martial arts, completely fails to understand domestic administration.

Saying so, the steward of the Viscount Gorman family laughed coldly. Together with a gaze that seemed to despise us...

If you desire battle that much, it would be best for you to find a new employer yourselves as you please. Though under the current situation, I doubt there is any other fool who would take in useless eaters like you lot.

Although we protEstd the abrupt cancellation of the mercenary contract, we were given the cold shoulder entirely, and in the end, parting words were spat at us and we were banished from the Viscount Gorman family.

Commander... what will we do now?

The one who asked that was an exceptionally young woman named Kira, who had joined the mercenary group as an apprentice this year. In the Two-Headed Hawk Mercenary Group, no, in any mercenary group, female members are rare, but her upbringing—her village on the frontier having been attacked by bandits—had made her choose the path of volunteering for a mercenary group. Her father, a skilled soldier who protected the village, surrendered because the villagers were taken hostage and was killed. Along with her family... Intended to be a plaything for the bandits, she, who had not been killed, could supposedly only tremble and watch as her family and the villagers were killed by the bandits.

Against unreasonable violence, we need a power that surpasses it!

I want power, being weak is a sin.

By the time our mercenary group rushed over upon learning of the emergency, she had stubbornly come to think that way, and volunteered for the mercenary group on the spot. Even though she was only fourteen years old at the time. Initially, she was added to our group as a caretaker, but after about a year passed, she endured the harsh training, and now she had joined as an apprentice member of the mercenary group, devoting herself to her studies to become an official member.

Kira, there is no need to worry. First, I think we will turn to Baron Solis of the neighboring territory. He is also a gentleman who became a Baron through martial exploits. I believe he would be interEstd in strengthening his military force.

For the time being, I tried answering Kira, who had asked with an anxious face, but I myself had no guarantee of that. I had heard that the Baron Solis family suffered a great blow from the fluctuations in the grain market last year, and that the drought damage this time was worse than in Viscount Gorman's territory. Would they have the leeway to take us in? Though I had anxieties, clinging to a thread of hope, we departed, aiming for Est in the territory of Baron Solis. However, that journey was not an easy one. During a time of food shortage, even the distribution and sale of food in Viscount Gorman's territory were controlled by the steward!

I want to sell to you, but right now we are forbidden from trading freely by order of the lord. Besides, to begin with, we don't have the leeway to sell to you either...

At every town and every village on the way to Est, we could only purchase a meager amount of food. That wasn't even half the amount needed to fill the stomachs of thirty members. Unable to be unreasonable to those who refused us apologetically, we aimed for Est while our hunger and fatigue mounted. After several days of a journey where we could barely walk, our mercenary group managed to pass through Viscount Gorman's territory and entered the town of Est governed by Baron Solis, but it was in a state of destitution that made one want to avert their eyes. Starving territory residents from various places flowed in as refugees, raising their voices seeking salvation in various parts of the town. However... the lord's side also seemed to have their hands full, and the Baron was rushing around various places to procure food; we couldn't even manage to meet with him.

I am terribly sorry. Under the current situation, we have our hands full just keeping the refugees within the territory from starving to death... Unfortunately, we do not have the financial leeway right now to contract with a mercenary group.

To the steward of the Baron Solis family who said so apologetically, I could not hope for anything more. Even so, despite such a situation, he made arrangements to distribute a small amount of food to us as well.

No... we were the ones who forced ourselves upon you. Despite that, I am grateful for your goodwill.

Saying so, along with the meager amount of distributed food, we aimed for our second destination, Teigoon. Just as the steward of Viscount Gorman had told us, we had no choice but to set out on a distant journey seeking a battlefield. As the first step of an endless journey far away, aiming for the camp of the Third Prince, who was said to be in the middle of a battle with the Principality of Sura in the southern part of the Empire, a battlefield where the fighting still continued.

Our true worth lies in battle. If so, we have no choice but to head toward a place still in the midst of battle, where our strength is desired.

Saying so, while encouraging the members, we aimed for Teigoon. Our destination was the southernmost tip of the Empire, a place that would literally take several months of continuous walking on foot. For that purpose as well, it was necessary to stop by Teigoon to obtain funds for the journey. However... upon arriving in Teigoon, the situation was harsher than expected.

You guys sure are eccentric. Even if you come to Teigoon at a time like this, there's hardly any decent food. The main hunters have all evacuated to Dimos or neighboring farming villages, you see.

To begin with, the land of Teigoon was not suited for growing crops, and the livelihood of the hunters living there was supported by food transported by merchants from other farming villages. And now, during a famine caused by a drought, there was almost no food sent all the way to Teigoon, which was at the very frontier and difficult to transport to.

We are planning to move out of here too. I'll let you have what's left over. Well... I'll take a corresponding price for it, though.

Saying so, the merchant who had remained until the very end also left. We, who had planned to raise money in this land, had little to pay with, and were forced to make a bitter decision to purchase the expensive food. In the end, we ended up selling off even our armor—aside from our swords—and spare weaponry. And... the true hell began from here. Originally, we had planned to hunt monsters in the Demon Territory and procure materials—which were considered precious in the Empire—to serve as the price for the journey ahead. The hunters, from whom we had hoped to beg for teachings in order to subjugate those monsters, were already gone. Therefore, we ended up spending our days fighting monsters while in a state of having lost the armor to protect our bodies and with only the Taboos of the Demon Territory we knew as knowledge. Of course, to begin with, our mercenary group was full of those who were confident in their skills, and it was a reckless act born from the thought that we could somehow fight against monsters even with half-baked knowledge, but our bodies, starved and having lost physical strength, did not move as well as we had thought. And one day... in a battle against a Black Wolf and a Demon Wolf that we normally thought we could easily defeat, we lost two members and three were severely injured.

Commander! Come on now!

Kira! Don't abandon the severely injured! We retreat to the narrow pass and intercept them there.

Here, I ended up violating a Taboo. Unable to abandon my severely injured comrades, I pulled back to Teigoon while taking them along, but that ended up attracting new monsters. And when we somehow succeeded in repelling the surging monsters, the lives of two more comrades had been lost.

Kuh... It's my fault. Someday I will... sweep away every last monster inhabiting this Demon Territory and clear away the regrets of my comrades!

Under that oath, we, the twenty-three of us who remained, buried the three who passed away later without their wounds healing; while suffering injuries in one place or another, we aimed for our next destination, the national border. However... the village in Viscount Hiyorimi's territory close to the Demon Territory that we stopped by next had been attacked by bandits and was being ruled by them. Originally, we should have been able to repel a mere fifty or so bandits without even taking casualties, even with half our numbers. However... Lacking food and wounded, we were unable to exhibit our true strength, and five more members were lost there...

Aren't lords who cannot even properly maintain public order unnecessary to begin with? Preparing for a famine is also a lord's duty; what value does this country have in lords who cannot even do that?

Perhaps before I knew it, I had come to hold prejudices against the lords of the Kyle Kingdom in my heart and shift the blame onto them. No, it could be said that precisely because of that anger, we were able to overcome the subsequent harsh journey and finally reach Ende, the southernmost city of the Empire. And finally, I was able to meet a lord whom I truly wished to serve from the bottom of my heart. At that time, the comrades who accompanied me had already dwindled down to ten...

General... General Weiss?

My mind, which had sunk into the bitter memories of the past, finally returned to reality at the adjutant's call.

Hmph, to think it has been ten years since I became a part of Denka's attendant... The time to repay my debt of gratitude has finally come.

Yes, my current mission is to guide Denka to the supreme rank of the Empire. By winning this battle, that will come true. And if I may hope for it... revenge for my comrades who perished while harboring regrets...

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