Chapter 62
Shingen and the middle-aged Banrondo soldier were still waiting for Ortashia to return .
When they were looking at the scenery from atop of the hill, the ground began to rumble; a very loud rumbling . There was no heavy rain yesterday so a landslide is impossible to happen . Then what happened… . ? While wondering about that, sounds of angry shouts could also be heard . The middle aged soldier drew his horse close to Shingen’s and asked .
[……What, what is happening?]
[No idea . Nothing came up to mind . ]
Unable to think up of anything, the soldier decided to talk about something else after some thought .
[By the way… . . if I did something wrong, I’m sorry . ]
Shingen pointed at himself .
[… . . it’s okay . I, myself, had a very bad feeling about this . ]
[Bad feeling?]
As a Jipargian, Shingen supposedly has a sharper instinct . But although he did feel something, he didn’t know what it will be . It’s a big difference from the legendary war maiden Minerva . Shingen tilted his head . At the same time, the sound of horses galloping could be heard coming from the other side of the hill . And more than one of them . Shingen sent his gaze towards the direction of where the sound originated from .
A shadow could be seen . A familiar figure is heading toward them . It was Ortashia, still holding the flag . She frequently looked back as if checking something .
[What is she doing… . ?]
Ortashia took a breather once she arrived near Shingen . Carefully take a breather and why did you rush like that? Shingen wanted to ask that, but before he could do it, Ortashia put her hand on Shingen’s shoulder, her cheeks flushed .
[Fuhahaha . I’m too accustomed to chasing after all… . . Being chased is truly a new experience to me . ]
[Eh? Chased? What do you mean?]
Ortashia turned away from Shingen
[Ah~ I’ll be counting on you after this]
[Then tell me what’s up?]
[Soon enough, there will be a unit approaching here that needs to be beaten down . I’ll leave it you . It should be possible if it’s you . ]
The girl stared at Shingen with her remaining eye . Shingen was left dumbfounded, unable to know the meaning . Meanwhile, the soldier next to him became pale as he realized what she meant .
Ortashia kicked her horse’s belly with a happy face, heading back to the town of York . The middle-aged soldier also bowed a little to Shingen, saying [Godspeed] before chasing after Ortashia .
Shingen who was left alone tilted his head, shrugged and turned back forward ――――――― to see shining golden color in his eyes . It was dazzling to the eye .
[… . Nn?]
He rubbed his eyes and took another look . He certainly could see what seems like a layer of golden sand approaching his position . Accompanied by the sound of hooves, angry shouts and dust clouds, Shingen finally realized why Ortashia acted like that .
[So THAT’S why?!]
Ortashia had brought the enemies back with her . He didn’t know why she did such a thing, but for now, Shingen couldn’t think up another things other than escaping .
Some of the enemies had already begun closing in . Some close enough to see their faces . It’s probably the advance forces . They pushed themselves so hard to be able to catch up with Ortashia . Some of them are clearly elites .
Shingen frowned . At this rate, they’ll catch up before he could escape . He scratched his head roughly in frustration .
[Ahーscrew this!]
said that, he drew out the katana from its sheath on his waist whilst staring at the enemies .
[Later, I’ll definitely file a complaint … . ]
After saying that, he dropped a gaze at the sword in his hand . The blade of the lightning sword took on sunlight, gleaming majestically, seemingly sympathizing with Shingen . He then admired it .
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