Fake Princess
CCCLVIII Chapter
"Sa-chan, Sa-chan."
The voice that sounded over and over again rubbed my ears, both of my eyes that were still closed moved involuntarily as I felt something touch my cheek.
"Is it morning?" I asked with a little mumbling, several times my eyes blinked slowly trying to eliminate the drowsiness that whack.
"A little while the sun rises, get up" he said again, this time the touch turns into soft claps on my cheeks.
I lifted my head that was leaning against his arm and then I bowed back with both hands covering it. "Are you okay?" Haruki's voice came back to my ears.
"Just a little dizzy" I replied slowly to him.
I put both of my hands back down, then I raised my hand just now to grab Haruki's hand that had been pointed at me. Haruki pulled my hand earlier as I moved my body to stand before her.
Both of my feet stepped in his footsteps as I thrust my palms into my cheeks repeatedly. I turned to look at the few troops still asleep beside the wooden weapons we were going to use for the war.
I stepped faster up the stairs following the footsteps of Haruki who had walked in front of me. The morning breeze was getting colder as I stood on top of the fortress...
I stepped forward towards the wall of the fence that was at the top of the fort, the sun that had not yet shone ... Makes it hard for me to see the enemy.
I turned towards Haruki, looking at him who was talking to Gritav beside him. I also stared at him who several times moved his index finger as if pointing towards something.
"Hime-sama," a male voice suddenly sounded, "what is Adofo?" I asked him as I turned to look at him.
"I brought you water and a bow with your arrow" he said pointing an iron glass in his right hand, while the bow and tube contained an arrow in his left.
"Thank you" I said, grabbing the glass in his hand, put the glass close to my lips and drank it.
"Adofo," I said again turning to look at the enemy troops who were slightly seen returning from a distance.
"Have you ever been to a war like this?" I asked without turning to look at him. "All I know is to rob and kill those who deserve to be killed. War is also meant to kill the enemy, right? So, maybe I've also been at war but in a different way" he said, sounding behind me.
"A very good answer" I said, putting the glass I was holding against the wall of the fortress, "give me my dart tube!" I moved back with my palm pointing back.
"Adofo," I said again, quiz the wooden tube containing my arrow was coiled on my shoulder.
"I have no interest in working as a servant" he said, lifting my bow at me.
Arata said he was very strong, right? She doesn't trust anyone because she was betrayed by her own sister. I just have to earn his trust, that way ... He will fall, obey all my commands.
"I wouldn't mind it if you refused this time, but after this war is over ... I will make you beg to follow me by yourself" I said with a smile looking at him before I turned back to face the enemy forces.
The rays of the sun became more visible, both of my hands moved firmly grasping the bow of the arrow in my hand. The sound of trumpets again filled the air around, followed by increasingly crowded conditions above the fortress as our troops had lined up neatly to fill the fort with each weapon in their hands.
The sight before me suddenly darkened, I thrust my head upward. Adofo was standing next to me with a wooden shield the size of my body in his hand.
Both my eyes glanced back to the side, long I stared at his hoofed sword. The sword he was holding was very long, like a sword that was connected to each other, more precisely it looked like a whip than a sword.
My eyes were turned back towards the enemy troops that were beginning to appear to be moving. Tens of thousands of enemy troops, moving closer and closer to the fortress. I stared at those who fell alternately into the trap hole we made.
The trap hole is almost the same as the ground if seen at a glance it managed to outwit the troops of their pedestrians who walked at the front. The enemy forces stopped his footsteps ... Some of them are advancing forward, trying to ensure the state of their friends who are in the hole.
I ordered our troops to put the pointed bamboos in the hole. Those who fell into it, you can imagine it yourself right?
I still stared at the enemy troops moving to the side as if they were giving way to something. My eyes were turned aside and narrowed towards a gilded horse-drawn carriage with a man sitting on it.
The man held up his palm, a battering weapon slowly walking behind the man. The battering weapon was pushed by several tens of enemy Knights until it came to a halt right in front of the trap hole I created.
One of the enemy knights mounted a wooden rod that was hung long in the middle of the weapon. Meanwhile, several other Knights stood behind the weapon by pushing the wooden rod until he swayed back and forth alternately.
The knight who was on top of the log earlier, slowly started to stand on it. He stood up as the log he had stepped on was still swaying being pushed by his friend. The knight jumped forward, his body rolling on the ground before returning to stand up to the man sitting on the train.
I looked back at the other Knights who were moving up the log and jumped across as the log he was riding on swayed back and forth by the few Knights behind him.
After more than ten enemy Knights had crossed, the enemy Knights on the next side again moved to the edge leaving a slightly spacious place. Several Knights appeared behind it with a long board on each of their arms.
The Knights carrying the board, slowly trying to move the boards so that they could be greeted by their friend across the traphole, "though we have made a trap hole that surrounds this place," said one of our Knights who managed to distract me.
"It seems, they found out if we set a trap for them. Judging from the wooden planks that they seemed to have prepared very well," said Haruki who had been standing beside me, I slightly glanced at him who was still dropping glances towards the enemy troops.