The Lord Legend Of The Raicarnated Lord
An ambush on the Street

Chapter 37: An ambush on the Street

The wheels of the cart were lined with wood and resin crackled as the carriage walked along the road …

Inside the carriage, instructor Marlin lay in the front seat and snored softly. Lorist felt very satisfied with this carriage that he had just obtained because the manufacturing quality was perfect and the journey was stable and comfortable. The horses were well trained and well behaved. As for Reidy, Lorist really did not expect his driving skills to be this good. Seemingly considering Reidy as his servant was a good choice, as Els said.

Oh, there's a little handle here. The window can be opened! Ah, the feeling of the night breeze is really refreshing, Lorist thought as he opened the window in curiosity as the nighttime street scene passed through his gaze.

Huh huh? "Stop train!" Lorist.

"Easy, horsey ..." Reidy orders while pulling the reins. The carriage moved forward for seven to eight meters before coming to a full stop when the Zeno Horse snorted with dissatisfaction.

"What's up, mister?" Ask Reidy.

After being accepted as Lorist's servant, Reidy had changed the way he referred to her. In Grindia, calling someone a 'master' is not a sign of ownership held in accordance with the relationship of a master and a slave, but a sign of trust for the person who will make the decision to be followed by himself. [1]

“Back a little. Stop at the lamppost beside the small plaza there, ”command Lorist.

"Good . ”Reidy pulled the reins to turn the Zeno Horse in the opposite direction and pointed the carriage towards the street light near the square.

Lorist got off the carriage and walked towards the bench next to the flowerbed in the plaza.

Sitting on a bench was an adult and two children curled up together. At that moment, the adult moved slightly when he heard Lorist's footsteps approaching and opened his half-conscious eyes. Seeing Lorist walking towards him, he could only exclaim in shock. "That's you…"

"Hey. Are those two kids? ”Ask Lorist, it seemed like he suddenly understood something.

This middle-aged man was the last person to challenge Lorist today who had left quite a deep impression given his skills relative to the other challengers. “Yes, this is my son Howard, he is 12 years old this year. This is my daughter Alisa, she is 7 years old, ” Introduced Potterfang.

"Are you going to spend the night here with them?" Lorist had not expected that a Silver rank swordsman would live without a home like a wandering beggar. Had Potterfang not impressed him during the duel, he might not even remember his face let alone asking Reidy to stop the carriage.

Potterfang's face showed a sad smile as he said, “I just came here from the Krissen Kingdom, so I didn't bring much luggage with me. Also, I was too greedy and believed that I would definitely win against you in the challenge and get the prize money, so I bet the rest of my savings on the registration fee. Before arriving here, I relied on the sale of my items to survive. To this day, I am confident in my abilities. I would never expect to lose to your hands and disappoint my children. After losing a large amount of money by betting on me and due to late rental fees, the landlord kicked me out and made me homeless. Right now, I have no place to go back or identity documents, so I can only spend the night in this public space. ”

Lorist understood that had he been a normal Iron rank, he would definitely not be an opponent of Potterfang. However, no one knew that he did not train mainly in Battle Force but rather on the Aquametal Technique from his previous life.

"Can't you accept the mercenary mission?" Lorist asked. It was not uncommon for skilled mercenaries like Potterfang to be in high demand for a variety of jobs ranging from guarding a residence to assisting in mercenary groups. Many large mercenary groups would even accept an expert like Potterfang without asking him to pay a membership fee.

"I tried to do just that, but it still didn't work" Potterfang said as he shook his head. “I've regretted my decision to travel to Morante City. I don't expect the 'freedom and equality' that I seek so much in Morante City is just a mirage because the locals are so disgusting and discriminating against us outsiders. I have witnessed some non-local mercenaries having trouble finding demand in the mercenary guilds of this city and sometimes being forced to accept difficult missions at unfair prices. That was especially the case for citizens of the Krissen Empire like me, who were even more despised by the townspeople among other outsiders. Although the war ended more than 20 years ago and the empire is no longer there, the people of this city still treat us as enemies. I must also consider the future of my children so that I cannot accept missions that are too risky, I will use the prize money to leave this place and go to another kingdom or country. Otherwise, I would not have been able to accept the freedom and justice that I sought in vain in this city. ”

Potterfang explained his experience in a pitiful tone and was slightly peppered with hatred and regret. If he wasn't too confident in his abilities and didn't give in to the landlord's push or be blinded by the luxurious reward money, he wouldn't risk all of his savings on the registration fee. Those ten gold coins were enough for him to take his children away from this cold and materialistic city and settle in another small village where he would be able to buy several acres of farmland and a small hut, which will be more than enough for his children to lead a stable life.

Huh, I can only blame myself for being blinded by greed and losing my ability to think clearly, Potterfang thought as he lowered his head in frustration. No sane Iron rank instructor would challenge all SIlver rank instructors without a certain level of confidence. Even Potterfang himself did not dare to claim that he was the strongest among those with the same rank as him. He only understood that fact after losing the fight, but it was too late.

"Where did you come from the Krissen Empire?" Ask Lorist.

"I am from the north" replied Potterfang.

“Wow, that's a coincidence. My birthplace is also in the Krissen Empire. I'm sure they announced my name during the duel in the morning. I am called Norton Lorist. Have you heard of the Norton family? ”Lorist is happy to meet someone from his homeland.

"Norton? The Roaring Bear of the Far Desolate North? I must have heard of them, Norton people are famous nobles known for their military contributions. Many commoners joined the army in the hope of distinguishing themselves and gaining the title of nobility like the founder of the Norton family and being granted power. But, how many among all the soldiers had managed to achieve that dream? Then again, why would someone like you be in Morante City and accept the challenge of a Silver ranked warrior? ”Ask Potterfang, interested.

Lorist smiled and said, “Well, that's kind of a long story. In short, I had left my home to continue my studies here at Morante City ten years ago. Since the internal strife in the empire six or seven years ago, I have lost all contact with my family. You're a northern man too, right? Do you know anything about my family? "

Potterfang looked relieved but shook his head slightly after the pause. “Sorry, I have also been away from home for over 20 years. The northern area is very large. I'm from the City of Mond, which is a bit far from your family's power. It takes about 3-4 days riding a horse to get there. When I was 21 years old, I left my home to enlist in the army and upgrade my career from an ordinary soldier to a military officer and continue to live my life in service. Since I had no other relatives, I got married and settled in the capital. I would never have expected internal strife to consume our kingdom. For six years the three princes fought for the throne, the capital was completely destroyed. After the chaos calmed down, I returned to the capital only to find that almost everything I had was gone. With the death of my wife, both of my children had to rely on leftovers and leftovers and somehow managed to survive. Were it not for the care of certain neighbors, I might have lost even them. After that, I packed up whatever I had and walked into this city in hopes of starting a new life here … "

Oh, so he has a military background and is used to seeing death and despair on the battlefield. No wonder he was so calm and determined throughout the battle. Given his strength as a Silver rank expert, he could easily rob the commoners and make a decent living for himself, but otherwise, he could, he prefers to live a hard life with his children on the streets. It is not easy to find someone who is as honest as himself.

At that moment, Reidy walked up to Lorist and looked at Potterfang and his children before whispering, "Sir, what happened?"

Lorist looked at Potterfang and made his invitation, “Given that we have already crossed swords with fellow swordsmen, and the fact that we share the same homeland, Brother Potterfang, is, am I happy to invite you to come with us as a guest? After all, I still have a lot to ask about the situation in the empire and we can't talk here all night. ”

A cold wind blew and the two children sleeping in his arms sneezed loudly.

Lorist stepped forward and protected them from the wind. “Brother, I know that you have pride as a soldier and are unwilling to accept the kindness of others without pay, but you must consider the welfare of your children. Even though it is only spring, the night air is rather cold and your children will easily catch a cold which will make You more difficult to remember Your difficulties. Also, as a fellow northerner, I cannot calm down if I cannot help you in any way. You should know that northerners like us have a warm habit of giving our guests first-class hospitality. What else to think? Let's go . ”

"Alright then, please forgive my interruption," Potterfang said firmly as he accepted Lorist's invitation.

When Potterfang was about to wake his son with his daughter in his arms, Lorist put his finger on his lips and kept silent before saying, “Don't wake him. Let me take him. ”

"I think you can hand it over to me, sir," Reidy said as he walked up to the boy and picked him up.

Hmm, a 16-year-old boy like him could carry a 12-year-old boy as if he weighed nothing more than feathers. Els really did not exaggerate when she mentioned Reidy's strength and spirit.

Potterfang bowed again to pick up his long sword and his small pouch. Since it was his personal item, Lorist felt hesitant to help him pick it up.

“Come take the train first. My drunk colleague was there because I still had to send him home. I hope you don't mind squeezing for a bit, ” Lorist said as he pointed at the carriage.

“Mr Norton, you don't have to be polite. I've been grateful for your kind kindness, ”thank you Potterfang.

Lorist turned around and walked towards the carriage. "Call me Locke. I'm not too comfortable being formally referred to. It's better if you call me by name. Can I call you Pot … "

"Revelation! On your left! "Potterfang shouted urgently.

Lorist prepared to dodge as four 30-centimeter blades of light flew into his line of sight.

No, I cannot avoid this attack. Otherwise, they would hit Potterfang who was carrying his daughter and Reidy who was holding his son. From the corner of his eyes, Lorist could see Potterfang had already turned around and prepared to protect his daughter from the blade of light. It was clear that he expected Lorist to dodge and had prepared himself to accept the damage. Reidy on the other hand was completely stunned from being suddenly placed in a dangerous situation.

Sol, the attacker is a Gold-ranked fighter. Where's sword? Lorist reached out for his long sword only to notice that he had left it on the seat in the carriage. Luckily he was still wearing a short sword on his hip.

Shiying! The short sword let out a sound as it was pulled out of its sheath. Clang, clang, clang, clang! In just an instant, the short sword danced in the air and dropped four blades of light. Judging from the sword's strength and speed, Lorist estimated that the sword was released by the One Star Gold Swordsman. While an enemy of such caliber was not a threat attached to him, he only carried his gun and was unable to react well to the surprise attack.

“Bring the kids to the car. Reidy, go back to the inn and let me handle this, quick! ”Seru Lorist's.

“Huh, you managed to fend off my light bar. I see that you are tough enough for sheer iron rank. "Two silhouettes appeared from the dark passage near the square and slowly walked towards Lorist's party.

“Quiet, we are not here for your life. However we do accept a request from someone to take one of your hands. Don't worry, I will make it fast so that it will end in one second, hehe, ” said one of the approaching figures with his cynical and confident voice.

"You better be ready to risk your life if you want to try it," Lorist replied coldly.

"Hehehe, we're not even afraid of Silver-ranked fighters. Killing you would be easier than killing a chicken! At least a chicken can hide somewhere tight. Where can you hide? "

“Internship brother, don't waste too many words on him. Who attacked first? The sooner we settle this, the sooner we can get back to the girls still waiting in our room, ” said the other in a somewhat frustrated tone.

After leaving his daughter in the carriage, Potterfang picked up Lorist's sword and handed it to her quickly.

"They're here for me, you're not involved in this," Lorist said as he received the sword. Seeing Reidy leave with the carriage, Lorist felt even more relieved.

"The light also came towards my beloved Alisa," said Potterfang angrily as he unsheathed the sword in his hand with a sharp voice. Had Lorist not dropped the attack, Alisa would have been severely injured. Although the attackers came for Lorist, they did not care much for Potterfang and his daughter and had no problem with putting them in danger. There was no way Potterfang would let them go with this.

"You better be careful, they are Gold-ranked," Lorist reminded.

“Hmph, doesn't mean I've never fought a Gold rank before. I have even killed some of them on the battlefield, ” Potterfang said.

“Hehe, you have a big mouth, don't you? I'll see how well you fight against the Gold rank like me. Junior-apprentice brother, there is one for each of us. I'll let you handle the Iron rank. Let kill this Silver rank for me. ”

"noted . ”

After finishing their discussion, the two assailants rushed towards Lorist and Potterfang with killing intent.