While the Kingdom Army was approaching the area, four figures were discussing something
behind the fort.
“For the time being, I’m going to sneak in and kill an enemy so I can take
their clothing. I’ll be gone for a while, you three should stay here for now.”
Pat explained before he started into the enemy fort
I moved behind a tent where I found a soldier, restrained him, then killed him
with a dagger thrust into his neck. I dragged him into the empty tent.
“Ok, now off with the equipment” Pat
I removed the equipment from the soldier. The equipment varies a bit from the
Kingdom Army to each noble’s army. The Kingdom Army has the emblem of the
Kingdom in a noticeable place, while the Westin equipment has their crest in
a similar but different area. I’m changing my armor just in case I’m spotted.
“Well, I’m going. My running dragon is with those three, so it should be
Nobody seems to be suspicious of me, even though I’m not really greeting anyone
by name. It seems I just fade into the background.
Do you know anyone who is especially indistinguishable? Someone who should be
there, but you’re still surprised when they start talking? Or when everyone gets a
slice of cake, they’re the one forgotten? A person who you would look past
when looking for them? Is there a person like that?
Well, I am that type of person.
“Is this it?” Pat
I step into a large tent near the back where I saw some carts laden with food
leaving a few minutes ago. I see sacks of wheat, barrels of dried meat, and
bags of dried fruits.
I splash the oil I’m carrying over the sacks. I made sure to grab some easy-strike
matches before I left the royal capital, so I light one and throw it onto the sacks.