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Elves were a persecuted race worldwide.
Only the royal nobles of Soletaras showed a relatively friendly reaction toward the elves and other races.
“First of all, we also gained beauty and strength thanks to that blood.”
“Can’t we deny the origin itself?”
“Still, it is true that they were our enemies.”
Even the nobles were like this, so the people's perception of other races was literally in the abyss.
“Chase me~ Chase me~ Chase that rascal.”
If you trace the origins of local celebrations, anniversaries, and nursery rhymes, you will find many stories related to hunting interracial species.
There was even talk that the giant forest where the elves once lived should be burned down.
“We need to build a watchtower around the giant forest! You never know when the rascals might come back with their spirits.”
“No. Can’t we just cut them all down?”
“Don’t talk nonsense. No matter how much you hate it, does it make sense to cut down all those expensive resources? If there are no giants, what are you going to make a battleship out of?”
Even among forest keepers, the position of forest keeper of a giant forest was a shunned position.
“I don’t think I can be a forest ranger there. Sorry, Nari.”
Considering the way they treated humans a thousand years ago, it was natural for the subjects to react that way.
So the surviving elves lived very secretly in the deep forest.
Even in the North, where mystery lives and breathes and Amon's followers fight alongside the Light, the last sighting of elves had been decades ago.
Once every few decades, he would interact with the local lords, and sometimes he would run into a lost woodcutter or a hunter boy, which would instill romance in the boy's heart, but that was about it.
I, who was at the center of power, had no need to worry about them either.
They lived a harmless and quiet life for hundreds of years.
That was until the rebel prince Justinian enlisted the elven warriors in his rebellion.
therefore.
It's absolutely ridiculous that elves exist in the world today.
“What are you?”
Dozens of possibilities crossed my mind.
It is possible that Justinian had already encountered foreign races.
There is a possibility that the other race is preparing to rebel on its own.
As the civil war did not occur, the population of the noble realm increased, and due to the increased population, there was an increase in the number of slash-and-burn farmers, and it is possible that the elves who lost their homes migrated en masse.
There's a chance that some crazy elf, who is either a race or a traitor, will run away from home and join a pirate fleet.
There is a possibility that the elves will disguise themselves as pirates and seek revenge on the Empire.
He frowned and glared at Arinth.
Long, braided blonde hair, dark green eyes, pointed ears, and the sweet scent of mana.
Looking at it again, it was a real elf.
The guy begged with a pale face.
“Please, please save me.”
My head was pounding.
First of all, the first priority was to suppress pirates.
“Okay. I’ll save you, so just get some sleep.”
puck!
I struck Arinth's nape with my blade and knocked him unconscious, then tore off his jaw, both shoulders, both elbows, both knees, and all of his ankles, and threw his bow, arrows, and dagger off the cliff.
Even if I do this, at some point he might come to his senses and try to stab me with a knife hidden somewhere in my back.
“That port comes first.”
… … I wish I could just do one thing at a time.
"after."
I raised my head and looked at the sea, the harbor, and the castle walls.
The landing ships of the Storm Fleet entered the islands corresponding to the 'Anchor's Wings'.
Choaaaah! Choaaaah!
It was the point where the water became shallow and the dark blue sea turned blue.
It seemed that we would soon be able to reach the pirates' union port.
The Union Port was enormous, with over 300 ships apparently able to enter at any one time.
“Stop it here!”
“We’ll hold them in the harbor for now, and then fire ballistae at them from the defense towers!”
“Brace yourself for shock!”
Even now, over 100 ships remained in that place, blocking the entry of the Storm Fleet landing ships.
Behind it were a wide pier and walls paved with stone flagstones.
The docks and walls were already teeming with pirates, the ballistae installed here and there in the middle of the walls looked ready to fire giant arrows at any moment, and the walls made of large stones looked as if they could block a hundred shots from the 'Spear of Power'.
But I could read the fear on their faces.
That port was just two more islands away from the island I was standing on now.
in other words.
They said that less than 2km away from them, a fire typhoon hundreds of meters in diameter was raging in the sky.
I looked up at the fiery typhoon that was turning the dark clouds red.
Whioooo-!
Hurrrrr!
The fire spirits whirled and cackled, and a humid, hot wind blew my hair.
The sight looked like an incredibly huge snake coiling around its body.
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“Let’s give it a try.”
I turned my eyes vertically and raised the energy of the verb.
Saaaaah-.
The typhoon's rotation slowed by a beat, and a snake of flame began to unfurl.
A huge blast of hot air was directed forward, and my back felt hot.
Saaaaah-!
As the typhoon dissipated, it transformed into a giant window and an explosion.
A spear of fire created by gathering all the heat aimed diagonally downwards.
I looked at the pirates in the distance in astonishment.
A smile appeared on my lips without me realizing it.
Sparks tore through the air, and soon a pillar of fire rose up.
Phew!
The sky turned red, the hot wind blew my hair, and ash rose into the sky.
The left side of the triple wall was long and open.
It seemed as if three lines had been drawn horizontally on a piece of paper, with one long, rough line drawn on the left end.
I walked towards the harbor, mumbling as if singing.
“There was nothing left but a pile of broken stones and pieces of wood.”
“How can you build a shack with that kind of garbage?”
“The master of this land, acknowledged by my emperor, has come.”
“Get on your knees and bow your head.”
* * *
Polek was the adjutant of Oungula, a pirate admiral and land commander.
He was a tall and strong swordsman who loved to wear a green coat.
His main mission was to capture prisoners, and his hobby was to do things to noble women and young boys among the prisoners that a child should not see.
He too was once an honorable warrior.
I trained day and night to become a sword user, and studied day and night to become the captain of a ship.
'My lord! Please reconsider just once!'
'Leaving the defense of your territory to another lord is no different from surrender.'
'Be quiet! Don't come out from tomorrow.'
'Now there will be no more money-eating boatmen.'
'That's good. They were just a bunch of rude, proud guys.'
'Let's throw a party with that money. Hahaha.'
Rather than maintain an expensive navy, his lords chose to pay protection taxes to the eastern white sharks.
It was the year after Polek became captain.
'Captain. Are we going to perish like this?'
'The noblemen are causing a fuss because the captain is acting suspiciously.'
'They are trying to frame the captain for embezzling the military funds, without knowing how he managed to save that tiny amount of money!'
That's how Polek became a pirate.
'Yeah… … I can't just sit there and be screwed.'
After that, he continued to commit piracy as if seeking revenge.
He once sacked the city he was defending and took captive the daughters and wives of the city's leaders.
'Why are you saying that? Didn't you say that the Navy is just a money-eating, useless thing?'
'Po, Polek! How could you do this to us!'
'shut up.'
Revenge was sweet.
‘… …Why am I suddenly thinking of the old days?’
Suddenly Polek wondered why he was thinking about the old days.
Beep beep beep.
There was a ringing in his ears, his eyelids were heavy, and it felt like someone was shaking him.
“Wake up, Captain!”
“Captain! You have to wake up!”
“Huh, huh?”
Polek slowly raised his head.
Grains of corn fell from his head like rain.
Something was dripping down my forehead, and when I rubbed it, bright red blood was pooling on my palm.
“What is this… … !”
He remembered that he had fainted, and remembered the last sight he had seen.
The typhoon that had dyed the sky red turned into a giant spear, and it rushed forward like a snake with its jaws open.
"under."
Polek staggered to his feet, looking around at the sky, the docks, and the walls.
The fiery typhoon that had dyed the sky red was nowhere to be found.
Thump, thump!
Raindrops began to fall one by one from the dark clouds.
The Union Port wharf was about 1.5 km long, and the first wall was about the same length.
His area of responsibility was the center, but even there, rocks and corpses were flying and rolling around.
The place that was hit by the great magic was about a third of the way to the right when looking at the sea, and the castle walls and everything were completely flat.
“Rebuild the defense line!”
“The third wall is also wrong. Even ten horses can pass side by side!”
“Hey, hey! Catch those kids! They’re escaping!”
“Someone please give me some medicine! Or at least some alcohol!”
When I heard the voice, it seemed like everything inside was broken.
He had a rough idea of the shape of the wall in his mind.
'There are 1st, 2nd, and 3rd tiers, and they get higher and thicker. The 3rd tier wall is 20m thick. All three of those walls were breached at once. Naturally, the attacks will be concentrated there.'
“Captain!”
His subordinate called him, and he answered in a rather cool manner.
“I’m listening. This is totally fu*ked up.”
“Look ahead!”
And Polek had to vomit out his sighs once again.
Choaaaah! Choaaaah!
The Storm Fleet landing ships were approaching right in front of the harbor.
The Great White Shark flag of Asenorta waved oppressively.
“Yeah. This is totally fu*ked up.”
* * *
Polek's superior, Oungula, was a rough-looking man, over two meters tall, with a hook in one hand.
He was also an expert in theft, having been a bandit, a bandit, and even a pirate.
His voice boomed throughout the harbor.
“All forces, prepare for battle! If their landing craft are caught between our pirate ships, we will fire ballistae. Burn the sails to prevent their retreat!”
“All crossbowmen, archers, slingers, and mercenary magicians, aim for the entrance! You must inflict as much damage as possible the moment they come out.”
“Mercenary wizards, target soldiers and knights, not battle wizards! Enemy battle wizards will be dealt with by crossbowmen and snipers!”
“If you survive this time, His Majesty Aquila will become the true king, and you will become the king’s soldiers! The stigma of being a pirate will end! Fight with your life on the line and take your rights!”
When that moment came, surprisingly, the pirates became calm.
I noticed it instinctively.
Now all I can do is fight for my life.
Choaaaah-!
The Storm Fleet landing ships rushed in.
Kang!
The iron chain hanging at the front of the port snapped with a loud noise and the ship sank.
The fat landing ship, with a length of 60 meters and a maximum width of 20 meters, boasted an enormous weight class.
Twenty such landing craft rushed toward the dock.
It looked like a huge herd of unicorns was coming.
“Coming!”
“It’s hand-to-hand combat!”
“I’ll tie you up here!”
“Turn them all into meat rice!”
Just in front of the dock, there were about a hundred old pirate ships tied up, and each ship was teeming with fierce pirates.
It was a strategy to prevent the ships from properly landing and to aim for the moment of landing when they would inevitably be vulnerable.
But they didn't know how much Cariosa had been gnashing her teeth.
“To the wave we brought!”
“The wind that I loved!”
The battle wizards on the deck of the landing ship chanted their spells.
Waves exceeding 8 meters rose, and strong winds pulled the sails of the landing ship taut.
“Huh, huh?”
“They’re not slowing down!”
“These crazy shark pups-!”
bang-!
Landing ships riding the wind and waves rammed the pirate ships like charging bull dragons.
The landing ships had brass plates on their bottoms and were engraved with reinforcing magic circles, and they literally crushed the pirate ships that were far behind in their class as they advanced.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The bowsprit at the head of the landing craft would crash into the dock and break, and in many cases the ship would end up on top of the dock or even turn sideways.
However, they eventually succeeded in bringing their ship to port.
Polek looked back, his voice dripping with laughter.
The crossbowmen had anxious expressions on their faces, and the soldiers attached to the ballistas were also busy taking aim.
'They were a beat ahead.'
Phew-!
A trumpet sounded, and the doors on the lower part of one of the landing craft opened to the left and right.
“Shoot!”
Polek shouted, and a hail of crossbows, stones, arrows, and curses poured down.
Whaaaaaaaaaa! Whaaaaaaaaaa! Whaaaaaaaaaa!
But the door was open, but it wasn't closed.
Because twelve sea men carrying huge rectangular shields completely blocked the entrance.
Thud! Teeing! Thud!
Every time a spell or arrow struck the shield, a blue light flashed from it.
Clank, clank, clank!
They walked calmly forward, with a wall of shields in front of them, and two figures appeared between them.
One was a knight wearing white plate armor and a red cloak.
One was a swordsman wearing armor and a leather coat.
Polek looked at her, breathless.
A face that shines like scales, sharp teeth, vertically slit pupils and gray eyes.
She was the greatest noblewoman in the East, possessing both savage beauty and incomprehensible majesty.
“-. … … White Shark.”
Cariosa looked up to the sky and shouted.
“Kill all those sea maggots! Don’t leave any behind!”
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
At that moment, the doors opened on all the landing ships and the sea men of the East rushed out.