A Frontline Soldier Awakened as a Gamer In The War! - FSAGW Chapter 58 (Part 2)

“Mr. Banson,” Kaiyan called out to Banson, who was sitting on the roof of the carriage, quietly observing the front.

“What’s the matter, Kaiyan?” Banson asked.

“By any chance… if there are any unknown variables at the destination, please don’t let your guard down,” Kaiyan warned.

“Haha! Our contract ends once we reach the destination, so what’s there to worry about?” Banson dismissed the warning.

Kaiyan thought it was important to know the plan to be prepared in advance.

However, Banson seemed unfazed, either naturally or because he trusted Jansen, and didn’t pay much attention to Kaiyan’s words.

“You need to know the plan to be prepared in advance…”

Even if the workers of Therian merchant considered themselves allies of Jansen, at least the nine mercenaries other than Kaiyan had no reason to think the same. If any variables arose, they needed to ensure their survival.

“Should I make use of the shop, perhaps?”

“Huh! It’s Gami-an! I can see Gami-an!” one of the mercenaries shouted, interrupting Kaiyan’s thoughts.

Kaiyan stood up and looked ahead. Indeed, he could see the edge of Gami-an Great Plains in the distance.

“Wow, it’s true. Does that mean the mission is over now?” one of the mercenaries exclaimed.

“Bisel! Quickly tell Mr. Jansen that we’ve reached the destination!” Banson instructed.

The mercenaries rejoiced in unison and stopped the carriage. If Jansen’s daytime words were true, then this place was undoubtedly the destination.

Knock, knock.

“Mr. Jansen! We’ve reached the destination!” Bisel knocked on the door of Jansen’s carriage, but there was no response.

Knock, knock.

“Mr. Jansen?” Bisel called again, but there was still no answer.

Thud, thud!

“Mr. Jansen! Please come out! We’ve reached the destination!” Bisel, unable to contain herself, began pounding on the door.

Even if Jansen was asleep, the noise should have been enough to wake him up.

“…Jansen is definitely inside the carriage.”

Kaiyan’s expanded senses allowed him to perceive that there was someone inside the carriage. That’s why he waited, even if Jansen was playing some kind of game.

However, Jansen didn’t show any intention of getting out of the carriage and didn’t respond at all. Belatedly, Banson, who had come down from the carriage roof, approached Bisel.

“Bisel, step aside. Something seems to have happened,” Banson said.

“What do you plan to do, Banson?” Bisel asked.

“Well… I guess I’ll have to break down the carriage door.”

“What?” Bisel was taken aback as Banson raised his small axe and swung it toward the carriage door.

Crack!

“Hey, hey! What is he doing, breaking the carriage like that?”

“Oh… Please! Has Banson gone mad?”

Seeing this scene, a surprised Katina and the other mercenaries rushed to stop Banson, but the carriage door was already broken.

Through the broken opening, they could see a person sitting in a chair.

“Ah, so it’s not Jansen… Then who is this?”

Kaiyan wondered who it could be, as he had initially assumed it was Jansen, who hadn’t come out of the carriage for six days. But upon closer inspection, it was someone else. Why was there another person in Jansen’s carriage? Where did Jansen go?

For a moment, the situation didn’t make sense. And it seemed the other mercenaries were just as perplexed, expressing their confusion.

“Huh? Jansen…? No, it’s not… It’s not Jansen.”

“What are you saying, Banson? Wait… That’s true.”

“What is going on here? Who are you?”

After forcefully opening the broken carriage door, the mercenaries dragged the person out and Banson grabbed him by the collar, lifting him up.

“Who are you?”

“I… I just did as he was told…”

“What? Who told You to do what?”

“T-the… higher-ups… They said to just do as they say…”

“So… this person was in the carriage instead of Jansen all this time?”

It was Kaiyan’s mistake. He relied too much on his senses.

He only realized there was a person in the carriage, but he didn’t confirm if it was Jansen. He naturally assumed it was him.

However, there was one strange thing that couldn’t be overlooked—the voice that had been answering the mercenaries’ questions as Jansen.

“What about the voice they heard from Jansen until now?”

Banson seemed to have the same thought as he cautiously pointed inside the carriage.

“The voice of the higher-ups is coming from that bead over there. It’s true!”

“A bead?”

As he said, there was indeed a small bead placed inside the carriage.

It wasn’t perfectly shaped like a toy, but it had a transparent color and gave off a slightly mysterious vibe.

“That’s… A communication bead?”

“Yeah, you’re right. It seems like Jansen used the communication bead to speak with us.”

“A communication bead…”

Kaiyan had heard of it before. It was a magical artifact that allowed people to hear each other’s voices even when they were far apart. To think he would see it like this.

“So, this guy and that Jansen guy conspired and deceived us?”

Bisel, who had an angry expression, threatened him as if she would kill him on the spot. The person kneeled on the ground and opened his mouth, seemingly expressing his grievances.

“I just did as I was told, for the money! And not just me, all the workers of the Therian merchant caravan knew about it!”

“What?”

As they looked at the workers of the Therian merchant caravan to see if his words were true, they avoided eye contact. This fact made the mercenaries even angrier, and they approached the workers aggressively.

“What’s the reason for playing with us like this? What’s the reason for bringing us here?”

“Where’s that Jansen guy? Tell us now!”

Hmmm…

As Kaiyan watched them from behind, a strong vibration echoed in his head.

It warned him that it was dangerous and that he should escape from here immediately.

“Why?”

He trusted his senses, but at the same time, he had doubts. What kind of danger could be so severe that he had to run away from here at once? In this place, at the edge of the Louis Plains.

It didn’t resonate so powerfully when he faced Kaes, the strongest at the mercenaries’ branch.

Just how significant was the danger that it was warning him about?

“…Escape again?”

If it was about running away, he had done it enough times already. But to be told to run away once again… It was laughable.

“I won’t run.”

He forcefully suppressed the strongly resonating warning.

Running away ends here.

No matter who comes at him, he’ll fight and overcome it.

“That’s why I have grown.”

With a firm grip on his weapon, he resurrected the memories of fierce battlefields, and the suppressed rage surged up, staining his eyes red.

Predator.

Like the eyes of those creatures that relentlessly devour the weak.

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