Chapter 1186: Village of Horna
I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)
The half-insectkin had guided us to Horna, a peaceful village that seemed to defy everything we knew about Raydoss.
The non-combatants evacuated in an orderly fashion during monster attacks. Some even offered to share their limited supply of food with Fran and the others.
We also tried to offer food in return, but they insisted on paying for it. All the villagers were living earnest lives.
I hate to say it, but my image of Raydoss was completely changed. I imagined something much worse.
Like a post-apocalyptic wasteland, where everyone was pessimistic and fought over tiny scraps of food. Or perhaps an oppressive regime like the late stages of socialism, where those with power held everyone else down. Thatâs the kind of place I was expecting.
After speaking with the village adults, we learned that they knew something was wrong with Raydossâs leaders.
They complained about how the higher ups strutted around collecting high taxes, without providing any real assistance. The mayors and such could live in luxury while the common people barely got by.
While everyone had gratitude for the Red Knights, many villagers considered government officials to be the enemy.
In such a situation, thereâs no way they could be indoctrinated to love Raydoss. Instead, they must be thinking, âThereâs no way a country that lets scum like you run free can be greatâ.
In fact, many villagers didnât care much about the war between Raydoss and Kranzel. Whether they won or lost, it didnât matter much to them.
They had been living a harsh life before Neidhart intervened. Since Neidhart entered the country from Kranzel, none harbored any ill feelings for the Kingdom of Kranzel.
Despite walking through the entire village, we didnât find anyone that wasnât welcoming.
Actually, a certain group even went out of their way to welcome us.
ãHey, who are you?ã
ãIâve never seen her before.ã
ãS-Sheâs pretty cute.ã
The villageâs children. They eagerly approached Fran, likely because child visitors were rare. As for that last kid though, try again when youâre a bit stronger.
ãWhy do you have a sword even though youâre a kid?ã
ãIâm already 13. So Iâm not a kid.ã
ãYouâre still a kid! Dad says you need to reach 15 to be an adult!ã
ãAs an adventurer, Iâm already an adult.ã
Uh, you just casually revealed yourself as an adventurer! I thought we agreed to avoid that term since adventurers are hated in Raydoss!
I hear adventurers are considered around the same level as thieves in Raydoss. Itâs probably worse than telling them weâre from Kranzel.
However, the children gave an unexpected reaction.
ãAdventurer?ã
ãThose really scary warriors from the neighboring country!ã
ãNo, thatâs wrong! Only the Pig Duke says that. Everyone else says theyâre like mercenaries.ã
It seems the peopleâs perception of Kranzel and adventurers varies widely depending on the region. And a kid is really calling him the âPig Dukeââ¦
ãAre adventurers strong?ã
ãNn. Super strong.ã
ãStronger than the Red Knights?ã
ãYeââã
ãFran! Stop right there!ã
ï¼?ï¼
I instinctively stopped Fran from answering. She only tilted her head in confusion, but I definitely deserve a pat on the back.
ãFran. You were about to say that adventurers are stronger than Red Knights, right?ã
ï¼Nn. Because adventurers are stronger.ï¼
The adventurers have divine sword wielders like Maleficent and Izario. Also, Fran herself has defeated the Red Knights on multiple occasions. Perhaps it would be correct to say adventurers are stronger, butâ¦
Saying that here seems very unwise. No matter how much the villagers might hate Raydoss as a whole, they were very grateful to the Red Knights for protecting them.
ãAt least say theyâre about equal.ã
ãNn. Equally strong.ã
Even with this compromise, the childrenâs reactions were not quite what Fran expected.
ãEh! No way!ã
ãThe Red Knights are way stronger!ã
ãYou canât be equal!ã
ãMrgh.ã
It looked to them as if a little girl was saying sheâs just as strong as their heroes. I can see why they didnât believe her.
This reaction frustrated Fran, but itâs not like she could challenge the children to a mock battle. It seems she came up with another way to prove her strength.
ãHere, throw this.ã
ãRocks? Throw it at what?ã
ãMe.ã
Fran had picked up some rocks from the ground and handed them to the children. She went on to tell them to throw the rocks at her.
ãEh? I canât do that!ã
ãYouâll get hurt!ã
ãIâll be fine.ã
Fran walked about five meters away from the children. I have no doubt that Fran can easily dodge a stone thrown by an ordinary kid, but the kids themselves were hesitant.
ãThatâs too close!ã
ãMove further away!ã
ãHmm?ã
Well, I guess ordinary civilians might think itâs impossible to dodge.
Fran reluctantly moved back to about ten meters this time. Finally, the children started throwing the rocks, albeit slowly. They were clearly holding back.
However, the speed of their throws gradually increased once they saw Fran dodging their rocks effortlessly.
Once the hesitation disappeared, the children began getting serious. They even started getting closer to Fran, as well as throwing with both hands. Whoa, three of them matched the timing of their throws.
It still didnât even graze Fran though, so the children admitted defeat in the end.
ãW-Whoa, adventurers are amazing!ã
ãSo cool!ã
ãYouâre awesome!ã
ãHehe. Adventurers are the strongest.ã
And so, Fran was accepted by the village children.