Hannoic War
The Place of Sin (part 28)

"You're trying to make everyone love you, you're gonna end up as the city's most popular corpse"

the - Ser Bronn of Blackwater

A place of sin

The streets of the capital Victa become quite creepy if night comes.

The path became dark while the sounds of living beings became more mysterious and terrifying.

The peasants and commoners closed the houses because they were afraid of thieves.

The sound of "thief!" sometimes it is heard, but other farmers who are not stolen goods sometimes do not care about it. Even the soldiers just sat down no matter the screams.

The nobles were also more afraid of walking at night because the assassins could be behind them unknowingly.

But not for Kalavvar, he had nothing to fear if he died.

"Hoaammm" said Kalavvar sleepily as he walked

Besides there is Scerl who watches around him, be aware of dangerous situations that may occur.

Redrick was walking in front of me pretty scared.

"Where are we going, sir?" said Redrick

"Haha! Of course, where to drink, boy! Where the hell are you thinking? There we might get a whore who'll take away your virginity!" said Kalavvar while holding Redrick hard

"I wouldn't suggest that, sir

"Dissipated! From this afternoon you keep getting boring all the time, I want to go out there and order a hooker!" said Kalavvar cutting off Scerl's protest.

"But sir, young master Taitus commands you not to order prostitutes" Scerl said

"Haha! You think I'll hear it?" smiled Kalavvar

"Sir!?" said Scerl

In front of him is a drinking establishment in the capital famous for a great place to order prostitutes.

Laughter of men and women was heard with only a few meters approaching the place.

The place is seen shining in the middle of the night while the surrounding housing is like an empty and dark haunted house.

Guard soldiers stood in front of the door of the brothel.

"I come paradise earth~" , said Kalavvar while breathing air tight until his breathing hole expands.

While Rodrick was a little claustrophobic held by the fat hand of Kalavvar from earlier.

Kalavvar even jumps a little pleasure.

He then threw a bag of money at the guard soldiers casually.

And quickly the door opened and the three of them entered.

Men laughing**** and greedy sounding, stretched out before them.

The sound of singing adds to the sense of pleasure and happiness humans enjoy the world.

Looks like dozens of men having fun and drinking.

The prostitutes also laughed and enjoyed the paradise of the world.

The women hugged **** man and laughed and earned money from him.

There are some men who can not stand it and even do s*x directly in the room directly.

"Yahahaha! I miss this!" said Kalavvar, shaking Rocrick's body

Scerl just smiled bitterly and felt bad about this place.

"Oi boy! You saw the pose there! Ahahaha! The south man's way!" said Kalavvar as he pointed at something with a laugh and patted Rodrick on the back.

There are some men and women who hug and do strange poses hanging on the wall.

"Let's buy the nicest whore in the whole Strantos to make a k*nt*l your flight boy!" said Kalavvar, holding Rodrick's genitals.

Scerl felt uncomfortable and uneasy about Kalavvar's treatment with Rodrick.

While Rodrick resigned to the treatment of Kalavvar against him.

"Oi Belevena! Give the virgin beside me the best service!" said Kalavvar yelling at a woman kissing a man.

The woman is beautiful in stature, her red hair stretching towards the waist adds to her beautiful appearance especially her large chest can make any man***** against her.

A woman then stopped kissing the man and stayed away from the man.

Before he moved away it was seen he touched the man's chest gently for a while only after it was gone.

"Oh Kalavvar? You came for service? Or do you want me?" said Belevena, licking her lips.

"No, I don't want a 50-year-old woman like you" Kalavvar said, taking a bag of wine from his clothes and drinking it.

"You've already been targeted by a murderer once, would you like me to send you another one?" said Belevena smiling with her beautiful red lips

"Let's just remember I won't tell this secret to the man" Kalavvar said, turning to the man who had kissed Beleneva

With an arrogant smile the man looked at Kalavvar's face.

"He seems to enjoy your service" Kalavvar said, sipping another bag of wine.

"Oh hi sweet man hmm.fufu" said Beleneva who immediately approached Rodrick who looked a little scared.

Beleneva then held Redrick's shoulder with a touch of her silk.

Then it was only after that that Beleneva touched Redrick's chest slowly until it reached the bottom.

"Ohh..I like weak virgin men like you.I like to teach them and dominate them.." ' said Beleneva in a mischievous tone that was as gentle as silk.

"Give her Beleneva's best service, that's what you do, and you can get one of your servants to give me the best whore on the whole continent" ,kalavvar said as he walked towards the door of the room where usually a special room for customers to buy prostitutes

"Not for now.ahhh.that door is being handed over to a special guest.ahh nice son yes continue" ,beleneva said, hugging Rodrick tightly while Rodrick was being carried into Beleneva's great breast paradise

Scerl moved away from the two of them and rejected the woman or man who approached her, she also chose to order warm water instead of wine.

"Special guest? Who?" said Kalavvar

Then a man's voice came from the door

The man's voice sounded soft and loud like a swing of water falling into an iron, a voice that Kalavvar knew and remembered.

"I hope my father has a good plan for all the emergency situations that we're in, otherwise my head will be overhauled next year" he said

The door was then opened and the man's fat stomach was visible, her stye face but thick black eyebrows as well as her strong green eyes were really something that made everyone who had met her could definitely know of her again when the two met.

"Ohh, I think who turns out Vesius from the family of Garius the great ghost and designer of the Tyronians" Kalavvar smiled.

"Oh Kalavvar, we meet again how many years we have not met" Vesius said with a smile.

"What are you doing here? Looking for the best service?" said Kalavvar while drinking another bag of water.

"Yes, you could say, I'm also looking for some whore services for my new guests, especially for Damaltia's glowing people, I hope they're not too strong to resist the best whores in the capital" ,Vesius.

"Order a prostitute or a spy?" Kalavvar said.

Vesius then looked around but all he saw was drunk and having fun.

But everywhere in the capital there are always spies, the capital is a place where there are people who know every time you pee and drink.

But of course there are some Garius family spies here.

"You look healthy, he said you were attacked by a killer a few months ago. You're the only one who survived the murder. To be honest you haven't changed and are still as outspoken as ever" Vesius said as he walked up to Kalavvar with a few bodyguards behind him.

"Yes, you haven't changed since we met in Tyronia" Kalavvar said.

"Yes, I remember everything that happened there. That's the most important thing that's ever happened in my life" Vesius said.

"The war had a lot of fun for me and it was fought that I carved a name for me. My nickname is more famous than your nickname" Kalavvar smiled.

" 'Tyronia's Fatty People' 15 years after that war there are still many who talk about it. Whereas at the time of the Tyronia war many people feared my nickname 'The Designer of Tyronia'. But now no one talks about it and only laughs at it the most" Vesius said as he walked to pick up a glass of wine at a table.

Visius felt relieved after drinking a glass of wine.

"Names and reputations are the wildest and most uncontrollable things in the world apart from magic" Vesius said after drinking a glass of wine.

"Hehehe.you are right, after all there will be much pleasure today." Kalavvar said.

"Hopefully enjoy this evening Kalavvar..ohh." said Vesius who then noticed something.

He then turned to look at Scerl who was sitting while drinking water.

"I remember you.you're the knight Scerl of the Brock family.the man who killed Dackar his son 'Krakull the Blue Hair' at the battle of Belevandum.." ' Vesius approached Scerl.

"Young Garius family, forgive my disrespect for not standing up. It would be an honor if my master knew me" Scerl said

"Vespasian never talks about you, it's rare to see him talk about other people" Vesius said, drinking a glass of wine.

"Ahh" , the throat of Vesius drank the wine.

"It looks like you're looking after people like him, please have fun. Although I don't think you like a sinful place like this" Vesius said as he walked towards the exit with dozens of soldiers behind him.

"The place of sin." Scerl looked around.

Men lusted with women and Kalavvar joined in, a feast of worldly pleasures filled this room.

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"Would you like to walk home with us? Damn woman" said Filda's father in annoyance.

"What's the matter?" said Jean cheerfully as she saddled her horse.

"You are not afraid of being raped in the middle of the night?" said Filda's father.

"You think..you can rape me?" Jean smiled.

"Of course you are, you are a woman." said Father Filda who immediately remembered something.

Filda's father recalled how Jean held Hanno's shoulder so firmly that Filda's father could not pull her.

Filda's father gulped and shuddered to remember her.

"After all.." - Jean said to the Father of Filda.

Then with a smile Jean holds *********** Father Filda, a smile and a strange reaction are engraved on Jean's face.

"ah! Oh! For the old goddess Cerura and her children! What are you doing!?" said Father Filda angrily.

"Ohh. As I expected, you did the Vulunn ritual" Jean said as she removed her hand from ************* Father Filda who was empty.

"Huh? You're this? Don't check just any bego!" said Father Filda angrily.

Jean just smiled while returning to her horse, she looked very happy to release her curiosity from earlier.

"Vulunn ritual?" said Hanno to approach them both.

"Yes, the Vulunn ritual. Rituals are performed by old god worshipers when their love dies and they decide that they will pass through this world without the favor of a woman after her love dies" Jean said.

" 'Deciding through this world without the favor of a woman after her love dies?' " ,said Hanno.

"Cutting the genitals from seed to trunk when the woman they love dies" Jean cheerfully said as she stroked Hanno's head.

"So uncle.cut his genitals.." said Hanno, looking at Filda's father.

"Uncle cut him what to wear?" said Hanno.

"Should you ask what? Of course the hot iron knife, I have a friend who knows the way of the Vulunn ritual, I take the medicine so I will not move when the ritual is done" said Father Filda.

"Does it hurt?" , asked Hanno.

"Of course but the pain is less with beer, isn't it uncle?" Jean said in her children's usual tone.

"I don't want to remember that" said Father Filda as he walked toward her chariot.

"Mouu....Careful basis" said Jean in a sad but childish tone.

*Despite the fact that the Vulunn ritual is almost extinct, because it is dangerous and only a few know whether to do it or want to do it. Even the worshipers of the old gods have been unwilling to do so, after all the ritual of Vulunn is not obligatory and only for people who want*, Jean thought.

Jean smiled for a moment.

*Only the real person really has the guts to do it*, thought Jean.

"Oi Hanno has everything transported?" said Filda's father, ignoring Jean.

"So again you all pay attention to me." Jean said

"Yes" Hanno said.

"Hahh..ayo go home" said Father Filda then walked up to the carriage.

The horse's neighing sound could be heard and the horse's footsteps could be heard afterwards..

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Dark, wet, muddy, dirty, and quiet.

That was something that could be described for the front area of the castle of the owner of the city of Ballerius, the Redwine family castle.

Vespasian and several other generals on the border between Victa and Damaltia stayed for a while, planning their next move.

Rodrik of the great family of Betarrus with his 5,000 men.

Harriar of the Tura family with her 8,000 mercenaries.

Huarrar of the Basileus family with his 10,000-strong family.

Only Vujarr of the new Gerald family with 12,000 of his troops returned to his western hometown to attend the funeral of one of his family members.

Vespasian alone has more than 16,000 troops here.

A total of 39,000 troops gathered here, a sizeable number to strain the food supply. Even worse, the Redwine Widow, the owner of this city, wants to give her food to farmers and the poor. Make food supply conditions worse.

Farmers could not harvest their fields because most of their fields were burned by enemy troops who looted and burned on the border.

Merchants were able to walk safely on the border but most of the farmers' fields had been scorched and it took months or years to restore the fields to their original condition.

Seen some soldiers complaining and making jokes out of boredom by the war that has been too long.

Most of them want to go home to their families who are most dead because of the many enemy troops that plunder the border.

"Look at the plump widow, we who fight on the battlefield even the farmers and idlers who can"

"I'm hungry.just ate one loaf of bread today, I envy them"

"I want to open my armour, it's not good to wear. Weight again"

"Are you a soldier or not? Soldiers aren't used to wearing armour"

Laughter and insults of soldiers are heard, jokes and friendly jokes are usually there even though there are usually dirty jokes sneaking in between.

*War will continue, no matter how many will die and will not joke like this again*, thought Charla in her heart while walking in the castle Redwine see the situation around her.

It was seen that a group of farmers and beggars in front of the Redwine castle gathered somewhere fighting for food.

It looks like a woman who has a pretty old face standing with her fancy clothes stands the highest among all, her face is arguably old and already quite wrinkled. But you could say her face is still beautiful as well as her body is still good.

"Miss Redwine" ,why Charla to the woman.

"Charla? What's the matter?" said the woman kindly.

Miss Meyne Redwine, she's the woman who owns this town. Her husband and all her children died in the battle, several other families around her territory wanted to marry her in order to get this city.

*Not only soldiers, farmers, ordinary people, traders who feel the bad effects of this war but..noble also*, thought Charla.

"Where's Vespasian? And where is the tent of the wounded soldier?" asked Charla.

*The injured soldier's tent disappeared this morning, if moved? And how to be moved, the injured person is not easy to move just like that.I have to ask...*, thought Charla in her heart was a little worried.

"That's...Charla.." , said Miss Redwine in a face that looked hard to explain to Charla.

"What's wrong?" said Charla

In heavy footsteps Charla walked closer towards Miss Redwine.

"Don't tell me." Charla said in a heavy and scary tone

Then the bodyguard soldier Miss Redwine steps in Charla's way.

"Don't tell me.that damn thing.." said Charla once again.

"Forgive us Miss Ohara, if we approach any more than this we are forced to resort to violence" said bodyguard Miss Redwine, holding Charla's shoulder against her.

"What's Redwine doing?." said Charla.

Again, his voice was heavy and frightening.

"That I am not allowed by General Vespasian to tell you.." ' said the Redwine Widow a little frightened.

"What's Redwine!?" said Charla shouting furiously.

"Miss please calm down.." said Miss Redwine's bodyguard while trying to calm Charla down.

"Tell me Redwine!" , Charla's angry shout grew bigger and scarier.

His angry cries made the soldiers and peasants turn towards Charla, as well as all the people around them.

"say-tell

"What is this!?" said a soldier Ohara.

Seen behind the soldier can be seen Vespasian standing firmly with his armour.

Vespasian's eyes were still as frightening and strange as ever, his face was still cold and calm. His white hair fluttered between the wind.

The smell of mud and blood was carried between these winds.

"Where did you put the wounded soldier.." said Charla in a scary voice.

"Surge" Vespasian said as he raised his hand to signal the soldiers around him.

The soldiers around Vespasian immediately moved away from him.

Redwine's soldiers took Charla off her shoulders.

Vespasian walked closer to Charla.

The eyes of the brother meet.

Vespasian's eyes were as strong as ice in contrast to Charla's diamond-like eyes.

Both gazes were equally frightening making some people not even dare to look at the two of them.

Miss Redwine was among those who dared not look at the two of them.

"It's only once again where the wounded soldier Vespasian is.." Charla said.

"Titanah.." , said Vespasian coldly.

Vespasian's voice was always cold and this time the voice did not change. Pausing for a moment he spoke, Vespasian continued.

"I order to bury the wounded alive or end their lives.."

Vespasian said in a cold voice like ice as if it were something innocent and wrong.

"Some of them have a disease that can spread to all soldiers.."

He said once more, his face still unchanged.

*Br*ngsek.* , thought Charla angrily.

Anger increased in Charla's body, guilt filling her heart more. Guilt can't protect these soldiers, guilt can't heal them faster, guilt can't keep her brother from doing that.

"They're just wasting medical expenses and food supplies, not only that we're running out of places, we better end their suffering"

Vespasian said without guilt, nothing changed from his face or cold voice.

"You Damn it!" , shouted Charla furiously

*They have a life expectancy, they have a right to life! They have friends, brothers, spouses, fathers, mothers, lovers! They're not chess pawns you can just sacrifice! They're humans!* ,thought Charla with guilt and anger filling her heart.

"So far away master" said Vespasian as he pointed his sword at Charla.

*Shreekk*

*They have friends and family.*, thought Charla.

All the people around who witnessed this were frightened and shocked.

A shocked face filled Charla's gaze.

His hands were bleeding as usual..

His hands were used to kill thousands of people who had friends and family...

A friend he used to heal thousands of people who had friends and family...

Charla was firmly holding the iron sword of the Vespasian warrior, so strong that blood came down from her hands. The pain was not felt for Charla.

An even scarier face was shown Charla, which made Vespasian's bodyguard a little surprised.

*Prakk!*

With one hand Charla took the clothing of the Ohara family and slammed it on the ground.

*Friends and family.* , thought Charla.

With a strong gaze like her diamond spear Charla looked at Vespasian.

His eyes are red and purple.

Beautiful and scary at once.

"I stop fighting by your side, I'll find someone who deserves me to fight by his side" Charla said angrily.

Charla left while tidying up her robe, her hands draining blood as she had just held the sharp sword of the Vespasian warrior. But the pain was nothing compared to the pain he had for the soldier Vespasian buried alive.

"I'm tired of him"

Charla said as she walked away from them all. Miss Redwine, Vespasian, loyal Vespasian soldier, and farmer.

He's away from it all..