Killer King Against Fate!
Chp 28, Escape?

"I'm sorry for the lack of strength my young master." Erica.

"It's good that you realize your weakness, your punishment later after we make it to the village." Said Olav sitting leisurely as his two warriors panicked.

"Ghahaha do you think you can run? Shoot it!" Shouted the bandits who were seen as the chairman.

Shut! Shut!

Dozens of arrows shot, Olav and his soldiers were protected by chariots and armor but the horses fell and panicked because they were hit by arrows made the carriage unable to walk and they stopped there.

"Groan!" Shouted the bandits charging towards the carriage.

Brak!

"Get out." Olav kicked at the train door.

"What?" Erica and Hestia still had time to ask.

"I told you to get out, we're running now." Olav said he ran first.

"Eh young master! Wait for us!" Erica screams after Olav because he is made sure to die if he is on the train without Olav's protection.

"What are you doing stupid!? You promised to marry me why did you run away!?" Hestia also started chasing after Olav leaving the two foolish warriors behind.

"Both of you! It's an honor to die protecting me!" Shouted Olav on his two warriors.

"I don't want to die protecting the prince of trash." Said the soldier but still holding his sword.

"If we run from here sooner or later we'll die from being hunted by the duke Fergar's soldiers." The voice of his one warrior had no other choice but to fight the warrior.

The shing!

But like an elephant oppressing an ant is the parable that Olav saw when the bandits only passed the two soldiers but left some body parts when passing through it.

"Close!" Shouted Olav stopping his steps and took out two weapons in his hands.

"Tu-" Erica hasn't had a chance to react.

Darrr! Darr!

Darrr! Darr!

All the bandits were instantly exhausted.

"Thirty bullets weren't wasted, right." Said Olav blowing off the tip of his beloved MP five-type rifle that was still smoky.

"I almost died young master too." Erica said, Down.

"Oi if you want to shoot make sure I'm not in front of you!" Shouted Hestia who was also down.

"Oh sorry." Olav did not really mean it.

"So what exactly are we running for?" Asked Hestia while cleaning her dress.

"To take the two warrior spirits to the afterlife." Answer Olav.

"Ha for what?" Hestia repeated her question.

"The two warriors will only be a burden especially if I take care of them with this weapon then they will definitely spread it out." Olav.

"But that's too much Olav." Hestia.

"really? I saw the soldier die in one slash so I don't think it hurt too much." Olav said even though he had already felt the pain of dying himself.

"You're a cruel Olav." Hestia.

"Do you hate me now?" Ask Olav seriously.

"I can't marry anyone but you Olav, that's my problem right now." Hestia.

"Hmm glad to hear that." Olav said with a plain smile.

"What are we going to do now young master? We don't have horses or chariots." Erica.

"Street." Olav said keep his weapon.

"May be well received by the keeper of hell." Olav said praying.

"Your prayers are terrible." Hestia.

"Young master! This bandit has a lot of money!" Erica's scream stopped Olav.

"Get all of it." Smiling Olav stopped his steps.

"Good young master." Erica.

Erica began to dissect one by one the bag or bag of bandits and get quite a lot.

"How much?" Ask Olav.

"Only the lead bandits have ba-money"

"I asked how much?" Olav repeated his question.

"L-fifty-two gold coins and two thousand silver coins and also about a hundred bronze." Erica said giving a storage bag containing spoils of money whose function is similar to a storage ring but smaller.

"You still can't count accurately, fix how to count you." Olav said that Erica counted well because Erica only estimated after her number.

"Sorry young master, I recalculate." Erica.

"Let's go." Olav continued on his way.

They walked for about a kilometer and arrived at a village that was not too big, the village has a one-meter-high wooden fence surrounding it and one young man who continues to monitor the outside of the fence even continues to pay attention to Olav Erica and Hestia when approaching.

"Who are you?" The young man asked.

"I am Erica the second level knight of the kingdom of Bougai-" had not had time to introduce herself one kick already lodged in her thick buttocks which protected thin armor. "W-what's the matter young master?" Asked Erica felt something was wrong until he got a kick.

"You should introduce me first besides you're not a second-level knight of Bougainvi kingdom, you're my knight you understand that." Olav.

"Good young master I understand." Erica.

"It's good that you understand." Nodding Olav.

'What a brat of bratty nobility.' The inner youth who guarded the gate.

"Close down! In front of you is young master Olav Von Villea son of master Duke Vergar-"

Buk up!

One kick back nesting.

"What else is young master?" Asked Erica.

"It doesn't have to be too festive, let me be alone." Olav walked forward.

'What's wrong with this boy?' Asked the young man.

"I'm Olav from the noble family of Villea, that stupid knight is my servant and he is.." Olav arrives confused toba. 'What is our relationship?' Inner Olav.

"I'm Hestia from Cornell village." Hestia introduced herself.

"Yes he is a Hestia a Hunter class mage, let us enter." Olav.

"If I may ask, what made the young master come so far into our dilapidated village?" Asked the young man to be low.

"It's good that you admit your village is dilapidated, I came to eradicate bandits and eradicate monsters that exist but I'm separated from my soldiers so I'll rest here." Olav.

But the young man misunderstood Olav's intentions.

'I've heard duke Fergar's son is trash but I didn't expect Mr. Fergar to throw away his son like this, what a pity child.' The inner young man felt so sorry for Olav that he wanted to cry.

"Oi what are you daydreaming about? Open the gate and let me in, it's cold in here." Olav.

"Ah good young master Olav, please come in." The young man greeted Olav with a friendly smile.

"Nn good." Nodding Olav.

"Oi please guard the gate, I'll take young lord Olav's entourage to the village chief's house." Said the young man calling his friend who happened to pass by.