The next morning I had her cook the ingredients I brought and ate breakfast.
She hid a portion of the ingredients, probably for her kids, so I pretended not to see and drank down the meat soup.
Still, she seemed to feel guilty and slipped under the breakfast table, giving me some oral service without saying a word.
I thought it might be good for her nutrition so I held her head down and poured plenty of my cum down her throat.
“So much came out…. You were violent and skillful too last night, I honestly forgot I had a husband”
She buttered me up while cleaning up my meat rod.
Well, I should be going soon.
“Um, there’s still some soup and bread…”
“I’m full already, you can eat the rest if you want”
She bowed. I gave her a backwards glance and left the house.
There were kids drooling from the scent drifting through the entrance. Probably hers.
They happily entered when their mother called.
Their bodies were so thin they looked all skin and bones, I couldn’t tell whether they were boys or girls.
The woman was good but the country’s atmosphere made me feel sick.
I figured that I’ve had enough of this country so I decided to quickly leave Arcland.
As soon as I left rural lands I saw a group of several hundreds of farmers walking en masse.
I thought they were bandits, but then there were some aged people and women among them.
“Give us back our sons!”
“Reduce our taxes!”
So they were demanding the conscripted workers be returned and taxes be reduced.
As they each yelled shouts, they headed as one towards the capital Arcland.
They likely wanted to demonstrate for their poverty directly to the King or the high nobles.
Understandable, seeing how poor they are. I took some distance from them so I don’t get involved.
They and I were going in the same direction but there’s no way they’re going to stand in Schwarz’s way.
Parties like these tend get violent in ways not related to their original goals the more time passes, so I better stay away from them as much as I can.
In fact, some of them were already armed with farming tools.
Just when the sluggishly advancing mass crossed over a hill, I heard a shrill trumpet sound. The peasants trembled in surprise.
What lay before them were soldiers bearing Arcland national banners.
Their flanks consisted of 100 archers and infantrymen each and their center consisted of up to 50 horse-riders.
“It’s the Iron Lancers!!”
Somebody shouted, and at the same time screams rose from the party.
Seems like the heavily armed unit is a well-known troop.
The horse-riding troop, Iron Lancers was it? commenced assault as if taking the screams as a starting signal.
The cavalrymen and horses clad in armor with 2 m long iron spears rode abreast, pointed their spears forward, and just like that, pierced into the mass of peasants.
It was a gruesome massacre.
The peasants without proper armor were skewered and trampled under the horses’ hooves.
The hundreds of peasants were whittled down in a flash, and the rest were skewered as they tried to escape.
Just a few peasants managed to scatter away but just when they took some distance from the cavalry, arrows came raining down on them.
Having moved to their satisfaction, the cavalry slowly walked, thrusting their spears at anything that moved.
What a waste, they could’ve kept the women.
“Are you one of them!”
I probably stood out, riding on a horse, so two Arcland cavalrymen called to me running.
“No, I’m just a traveller! I’ve got nothing against you!”
I looked over myself once again.
I was wearing leather armor with gauntlets and boots, my body was covered with cloth, and I carried a huge spear on my shoulder and two short swords on my waist.
I was riding Schwarz, who was bigger than their horses and covered in leather armor.
No matter how you look at me, I look like those guys’ commander or agitator.
This is bad.
“Don’t lie to us! Quietly drop your weapons and surrender! We’re taking you into custody!”
Well, that’s how it is.
It doesn’t look like I can simply clear up any doubts even if I obediently went into custody.
What’s more, these guys were tense enough to slaughter a bunch of peasants with women among them, no way they were going to talk with me without any fuss.
Besides, I’m not interested in this country, I probably won’t come again.
I gave my answer.
With a creak from my spear I blew the two off their horse.
I couldn’t cut them down so I hit them with the back of the blade.
They probably broke a bone or two but they shouldn’t die since they have allies here.
Be thankful for my kindness.