Matkal told the soldiers and mounted his beloved horse, which was standing by. The soldiers moved forward in a controlled manner without saying a word.
The group left the main gate and headed north. The goal was the river flowing out of the forest of Lunois, which emptied into the city of Agartha.
When she reached a certain point, she stopped her march, turned on her heel, and faced the soldiers who were waiting behind her.
"It goes without saying, but never let your guard down. If you are attacked, defend yourself with your shield. If someone falls, be sure to move him to the rear and fill in the empty space with those around him."
Tension rose among the soldiers. As if to inspire them, Matkal's voice echoed across the meadow.
"Remember your training! It shouldn't be too hard for you. We're counting on you! Sentinel!"
With a single command, the soldiers moved quickly.
The soldiers moved swiftly.
At the same time, Mirwa's laughter echoed through the carriage on its way to Agartha.
"Cahahahahaha. I wonder how many people are dead by now. Probably those who were there will drink water from that well. Maybe they are making soup with that water. Then how many will die? ....... Hmmm. It's a pity we won't get to see it.
Mirwa was laughing in front of him, while Albe remained silent. He kept his eyes on his feet and did not move an inch. Mirwa did not care about him and continued to talk by herself as if she was in a fever.
"No, maybe people are not dead after all. That poison works fast. Seeing them slurp down the poison and suffer, they might be too upset to drink water. At most, 20 or 30 people may have died. No, but the village will still be in an uproar. You must be surprised. Some of them may cry out. Ha-ha-ha. Oh~ I wish I could have seen it. It's fun just to imagine.
Milwa is shaking and looking out the window. Her face is flushed. It was obvious to everyone that she was very excited.
Suddenly, she looked at Albe, who was sitting in front of her. Immediately she sighed with a disappointed look on her face.
"It would have been so much better if it had not been you. Oh ...... how I would love to be held by a strong, muscular man. In times like this, it's good to be attacked like an animal. He will twist her with his strength and lay waste to her wildly. ....... Kookkook...... is very exciting."
As he listened, Albe slowly looked up and stared out the window. From the window of the car, he could see a wide expanse of grassland, and from time to time he could see people heading for the capital on foot.
At that moment, Mirwa's laughter suddenly stopped.
Wait! Stop the carriage! I said stop!"
Suddenly, Mirwa shouted and started pounding the walls of the wagon with her fists. The carriage stopped moving, and a man came running from the driver's platform.
"What's the matter, sir?
Pushing the driver away, Mirwa jumped out. Albe followed soon after. She remains motionless, her eyes fixed on the grassy field. Her brow is wrinkled and her expression is stern.
"What is it, soldier? Too many?"
From Albe, such a scene is not visible, but Mirwa certainly does not move with her eyes fixed on a single point. She is mumbling to herself, without saying a word to anyone.
"Has the commotion in the village of the boundary already reached the capital? ...... Soleil? Don't tell me he knows what the concubine is doing? No, I don't think so. He cannot have caught me in the act. So that would be ...... the King of Agartha?"
A fresh breeze is blowing across the meadow, but Mirwa's expression is as stern as ever, his gaze wandering in the wrong direction.
"Hey, change the destination!
Turning around, Milwa shouted loudly at Auriga. The man looked surprised, but tried desperately to keep his composure and opened his mouth.
"North of the city of Agartha, there is a place called the Forest of Lunor."
"The forest of Lunois? There are many demons living there. ......"
"I know! I'm not telling you to go that far! Just before that. I'll tell you where to go. Just go there.
Mirwa took some gold coins from his pocket and handed them to Auriga, tossing them to him. The man hurriedly picked them up, bowed, and returned to the carriage.
"Hey!"
Mirwa looked at the man's back and muttered in a hushed voice.
"Do you have any poison?
Albe does not respond to this question.
"You're a piece of shit. Make it now."
Milwa squares her jaw and walks toward the wagon. Albe followed behind her with a blank expression on his face.
Inside the carriage, the atmosphere was very grim, a far cry from the previous day. Albe simply took out some chemicals from his bag and began to make poison as ordered.
As Milwa watched this scene, she was again a little impressed by his dexterity.
Although it appeared that he was merely mixing the chemicals, the process of pouring the chemicals into a thin glass and transferring it to a glass jar was very thorough and showed that the man was quite skilled.
The amount of chemicals used seems to vary depending on the chemical, sometimes using a large amount, sometimes a small amount, as Albe silently makes his poison potion. I thought that with such skill, he could be a man who could save many people, depending on how he used them, but his lack of care and his occasional bad manners did not persuade me of this idea.
Eventually, he closed the lid of the bottle and turned it several times in a slow arc, as if it were a ritual or something. Judging from the size of the bottle, it seems that he made more poison this time.
"Did you ...... make it?"
Albe nodded his head in agreement with Milwa's question. She looked out the window silently with a stern expression on her face.
Soon, we could see a large castle wall from the window of the car. It seemed to be the capital of Agartha. The carriage continued on its way with the city on its right. After a while, the wall gradually became farther and farther away. At that moment, I saw a soldier in the window of the carriage.
"What is it?
Milwa shouts out. Looking closer, he saw that the soldiers were standing in a line, equally spaced. They were armed with swords and shields and were ready for battle. Mirwa stops the carriage.
Outside, he sees the soldiers positioned along the river as if they were puppets. Across the river, he saw a group of soldiers. It was a cavalry group of rugged-looking soldiers standing in a line. Among them, there was one small soldier astride a white horse, and I could see him shaking his head slowly from side to side as if he were a mechanical doll.
Milwa had a realization. This was a guard to prevent poison from being thrown in. Agartha was completely on her guard.
Mirwa gritted her teeth for a moment, and then broke out into a sneer. Then he let out a sickening baboon laugh and ordered Albe to serve the poison. He transferred the liquid from a large bottle to a small glass and handed it to Mirwa.
She began chanting something. The glass in her hand floated up in the air. It rose slowly, then glittered and disappeared.
"Milwa!"
Suddenly I heard my name called. When she looked in the direction of the voice, Mirwa's eyes widened in surprise. .......