A Frontline Soldier Awakened as a Gamer In The War! - FSAGW Chapter 56 (Part 2)
If he had thought a little longer, he might have come up with an amazing idea. But Kaiyan quickly refocused on the shop, but unfortunately, nothing came to mind.
“Sigh… I’ll take care of the bodies.”
“Shall we do it together later?”
“The healthier person should do more work.”
Putting his regret aside, Kaiyan stood up from his seat.
There was no point in trying to think of a solution again once his focus had been broken.
“Let’s be satisfied with the fact that we discovered one secret.”
The important fact is that the player system and the Eunasia continent were closely related.
Perhaps the gods bestowed this ability upon him.
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Clatter. Clatter.
It had been four days since they departed from Blatan.
They finally entered the Louis Plains after leaving behind the dense and stifling forest.
Seeing the vast open plains beyond the obstructing forest brought a sense of relief to Kaiyan’s heart.
“Ah, it’s been a while since I’ve been here,” Katina said, looking at the plains with a nostalgic gaze for some reason.
“Katina, have you been here before?” Kaiyan asked.
“Yeah… But more importantly, Kaiyan! Call me ‘older sister’!” Katina insisted.
“Yes? Ah, that’s a bit…” Kaiyan hesitated.
“Why? We’re not that far apart in age! Are you disrespecting me by calling me old?” Katina teased.
Katina grabbed Kaiyan by the collar and shook him, causing him to be taken aback.
Banson, who had been watching, placed his hand on Kaiyan’s shoulder.
“Hehe, is it tough because of Katina?” Banson chuckled.
“What did I do?” Kaiyan asked, confused.
“Do I really have to explain that to you?” Banson replied with a smirk.
“What? Come on!” Kaiyan exclaimed.
“Hah,” Banson sighed.
Should they be called a lively mercenary group or people who act younger than their age?
Katina and Banson quarreled like this throughout their journey to the northwest. It wasn’t a real fight, just a slightly intense prank between close friends.
In some ways, they were truly remarkable individuals.
Clap! Clap!
“Alright, Banson! Katina! Calm down! Do you remember where we are? Come over here, everyone,” Bisel intervened, trying to settle them down.
“As you all know, the Louis Plains is a very dangerous place,” Bisel warned.
Gulp.
The sound of someone swallowing loudly echoed.
“Oh, my children. Don’t be too tense! We have Kaiyan, a B-rank mercenary, with us!” Bisel reassured them.
“Haha! That’s right! We had Kaiyan with us,” Banson added.
“I only trust you!” Katina exclaimed.
“Wait, are these guys really mercenaries?” Kaiyan wondered.
Although Mr. Jeff told Kaiyan the first rule of being a mercenary was not to trust others, considering how much they trust him, it’s hard to believe. If Kaiyan really were just a B-rank mercenary, they might have all died when the thieves attacked.
“Well… now that we’ve entered the plains, let’s pair up and keep watch from the carriage. That should be enough to avoid any surprise attacks. Now, who wants to go first?” Bisel suggested.
Katina raised her hand. “Then I’ll go him.”
“Huh? Why me? I want to rest a bit!” Banson complained.
“Quiet down, you brat!” Katina scolded him.
After protesting, Banson was eventually dragged up onto the carriage roof by Katina, and the momentarily halted carriage started moving toward the Louis Plains again.
Clatter. Clatter.
About an hour passed since they entered the plains.
Knock. Knock.
Banson, who was keeping watch on the carriage roof, tapped on the roof and gave a signal.
“Banson! What’s the matter?” Bisel called out.
“Well, Bisel! I think we need to come out for a moment,” Banson replied.
“What’s going on? Is something wrong?” Kaiyan asked, curious.
Kaiyan went outside with Bisel, and a pungent smell pierced his nose.
The distinctive pungent odor emanates from the red blood of a human.
“Look over there,” Banson pointed, covering the spot with his hand.
When Kaiyan and Bisel looked, a gruesome sight unfolded before them.
Dozens of torn and mutilated corpses scattered everywhere. And the red blood splattered in all directions.
The mercenaries cautiously approached and inspected the corpses.
“These… Could it have been done by monsters?” Bisel wondered.
“That’s probably the case, right?” Kaiyan replied.
At first glance, it seemed like the mercenaries’ words, that it was the work of monsters, were correct. But perhaps it was due to their experience of gruesome battlefields.
“No, this isn’t the work of monsters,” Kaiyan stated.
Looking at the torn and mutilated corpses, Kaiyan could be certain. It wasn’t the work of monsters.
“But, Kaiyan, then who did this?” Bisel asked.
“Considering the torn bodies, it seems like it was done with great force. If it wasn’t monsters, it must have been someone strong,” Kaiyan analyzed.
“Yes, look at this, the cuts are irregular,” Bisel added.
The mercenaries were right. If Kaiyan only considered that aspect, he would also think it was the work of monsters. However, there was one thing they missed.
Looking at the countless corpses, Kaiyan slowly opened his mouth.
“The bodies are dismembered, but there are no signs of them being devoured,” Kaiyan pointed out.
“That’s right.”
Did monsters kill humans and just leave? In the Louis Plains?
“The monsters must be starving since the war ended not too long ago. But leaving the bodies like this doesn’t make sense,” Bisel pondered.
“…Then who?” Kaiyan wondered.
“I don’t know. However…”
Silence.
With his teeth clenched so hard they almost shattered, Kaiyan stared intently at one particular corpse among the many torn bodies.
“Smith.”
The guy who survived in the 7th Special unit as one of the youngest members.
He was scared and ran away, but no matter what, he struggled to survive.
“Why are you there?”
If Kaiyan had pretended not to see him and accepted him, would the situation have been different? Instead of fear, would he have given him comfort?
“We need to find out who these people are. Or make them appear,” Kaiyan declared.
It doesn’t matter who did this or for what reason.
The fact that they tore apart Smith’s limbs and left him for Kaiyan to see enraged him.
“Make them pay the same price.”