18 Knights? Is that good? (1/2)

”This is the Coast Guard of the Kingdom of Greitas! Hey, you there! Who the hell are you? !

There you go, you rude, unthinking knight of the Templars. What's the best way to handle this? What do you think?

”Hey! I know you can hear me! Answer me!

I can't do it. ....

Shut up! You're yelling at me from horseback while you're taking someone's food from the side! You don't even know who you are or how to say hello? What kind of knight would do that? Or is your name the Coast Guard?

”What? You! You're talking to a knight!

Stop it, you idiot! You're right. If it's true that we interfered in the battle, it's also true that we were not polite. You're right.

This is also the boss of an unexpectedly good knight order. I'm not sure what to do, but I'm sure it's a good idea.

I'm not sure if you've heard of it or not, but I have. I am the platoon leader, Cook. The five behind me are my men, from right to left: Havoc, Jami, Eldam, Guy, and the one I just excused is Buggy. Baggy.

Baby carriage sniffs. What just flew out of your nostrils?

We were informed that a group of goblins were approaching the fishing village, so we came to take them down, but we were too late. Is this all your fault?

”Yes, well, I managed to get to the fishing village and when I entered there were goblins and a battle broke out. I'm sorry I'm late, my name is Masaru. I'm sorry about earlier. I'm Masaru.

”No, no, no. We were the ones who were rude first. I'm Masaru.

You're a really good platoon leader. Baby carriage's got a look in his eye like he's ready to kill me.

I'm thinking of disposing of the corpse for now, how about you knights?

”Dispose of the body? What are you going to do?

”If left unattended, they may attract other beasts and demons. So you dig a hole, burn it, and bury it. I see.

”I see. In that case, I'll help you. I can help you.

I guess they don't have much concept of hygiene. Or is the disposal of corpses a job for the residents? Oh, yeah, the residents!

What about the residents? I was wondering why there were no bodies here and no one had been seen. I was wondering why.

”It seems that this herd has been wandering nearby for a few days, but when it turned out to be over ten in size, they evacuated to a forest settlement a little further down the road. A forest village.

A forest village... maybe so. I'm not sure what to make of it, but I'm sure it's a good idea. While pondering this, I walked towards the fishing village, dragging a goblin in each hand.

You've got a difficult look on your face, is there a problem? ...! This is a goblin rider! You did this too! But this is .... But this is

The first thing you need to do is get the tools out of your broken and crumbling hut and dig a hole underneath. Put the goblins in the hole and use the rubble from the hut as fuel to burn them. Let's burn it.

”But first, let's talk about this goblin rider... and are there really too many goblins? Are you sure you're the only one...?

Yeah, that's a pain in the ass. .... Can you move your hands first?

If we don't move fast, we'll be done by nightfall. We can talk at night, can't we? I don't like sleeping with dead goblins or campfires with goblins. Somebody get the tools out of the hut. And gather the goblins around. ”Why are you telling me what to do?

”Why are you telling me what to do? What the hell are you doing?

Baby carriage. Stop talking and start working.

I'm going to dismantle that boar. It's too good to waste. Okay.

Well then, I need your help. Let's get this done by nightfall. Let's get this done by nightfall.

The knights finally started to move after Platoon Leader Cook's words. There was a small hiccup in that the earth under the hut was too compacted to dig, but the simple solution of digging a hole in the side of the hut did the trick.

The work was finished sooner than I expected because I found an oil pot for fuel, and the knights were relaxing around the fire that I had built for dinner with tired faces.

The knights looked a little surprised when I offered them the monitor lizards I had carried outside the fishing village as ingredients for dinner, but no one said anything, probably because they were tired. I looked around the village and found salt, so I roasted the skinned and gutted monitor lizard, sprinkling it with salt.

”That looks good. .... I'll be back.

A crackling bonfire. It's a great way to get the most out of your life. I'm not sure if it was my own throat that I heard the gurgling or someone else's. Or was it someone else's? Everyone's eyes were focused on the roasting meat.

Don't we need to be on the lookout? We've closed the gates to the village. In a world like this, where there are demons, it's necessary to put up defensive fences around inhabited areas, and it's normal to close the gates at night. Goblins and other puppet demons may climb the fences, but the tops of the fences are sharpened. If you are injured or make a noise, the guards will find you.

”Isn't it about time?

The lizards are cooked, and everyone takes a knife to their heart's content. Because of their size, there was plenty to eat. One of them is staring at the tail of a monitor lizard, a baby carriage. When I looked around to see what I should do, everyone was laughing. Maybe it's because I'm the one who got it and I can't touch it, so it's hard for him to eat it... he's got a cute side.

”Buggy. You want a tail? Eat it. Eat it.