Episode 17: Battle with the Train Jackers
- Mori Mori
A female gunman with a violent personality, known as the "Red Wolf."
- The female leader of the "Red Wolf"
The female leader of the "Red Wolf" with a dry personality. She is called "Sis" by mori, but they secretly dislike her.
By swallowing the magic stone entrusted to by the patron, she became able to handle strong magical power.
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◆(Mori's perspective)
I could feel my anger erupting like a volcano, piercing through my head.
I'll take all that anger and throw it at the ugly blonde woman collapsed against the wall.
Over and over!
I'll punch your face, kick your stomach, grab your messy long golden hair and swing it around, then deliver a powerful knee strike!!
But you know, this girl from the military academy, no matter how much she's beaten and bloodied from her forehead, that sharp fighting spirit in her eyes, like a sword, never dulls.
From those sharp eyes that seem to say pain doesn't matter, I sense a will to resist me.
That really annoys me, annoys me... There's nothing I can do about it!
"Mori, take it easy."
From behind, I heard a spine-chilling voice.
"I said it before, but this one is probably the child of some noble. We might be able to get a ransom."
The eyes of my sis, who had swallowed the magic stone, were inverted in black and white, and they had a terrifying otherworldly quality.
Even so, unable to suppress my anger towards that damn noblewoman, I protested, "…But, sis."
If it were my usual older sister, she would have made a face of annoyance but would have overlooked some minor mistakes... but today seems different.
My sister's eyes, with their black and white inverted, glare at me.
"Can you not listen to what I say?"
With that devilish icy glare and the deep, menacing voice of my older sister, I shrank back pitifully like a frog caught in the gaze of a snake.
"N-no way...! No, no! Of course, that's not true...! There's no way I would go against big sis..."
"Seriously, go check the rear passenger car. There might be other upper-class customers we can squeeze for money."
It can't be helped. I guess I'll just patrol the car line behind me as you said...
Accompanied by a few subordinates, I decided to leave the scene and head towards the rear carriage.
The train seemed to have resumed its journey slowly, and the interior was beginning to rock back and forth little by little.
Whether it was because of the shaking or due to the tension... my legs were trembling uncontrollably.
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Bang!! The deafening sound of gunpowder echoes from the muzzle.
When I forcibly broke open the locked door with gunfire, the upper-class people inside, their faces filled with fear, emerged.
Nobles, high-ranking officials, wealthy elderly couples, and as my sister puts it, "the goose that lays golden eggs."
Following my sister's instructions, I'll order my subordinates to capture those guys.
"Seriously, it's such a hassle. I joined this 'Red Wolf' because I heard I could kill as many of those spoiled rich people, who look down on society, as I want."
"At least, if there were a lively young man around, we could have some fun, you know."
Grumbling under their breath, the subordinates hurriedly went about their task of capturing.
What these guys are saying makes sense.
Usually, I would let loose a little and vent my frustrations from the undercover activities for the revolution...
"Haah~. Ever since she swallowed that weird magic stone, my sister has been scary. Let's finish our work quickly, you guys."
The first-class train compartments have already been thoroughly searched.
When it comes to the sleeper compartments of the second-class train, the upper-class folks start to dwindle, as expected.
If it's just a little rich old man or woman, shooting them wouldn't get me any complaints from my sister.
Perhaps there might be someone with a young and handsome man...
I decided to lick my lips and head towards the second-class train.
Throwing the empty magazine of the military rifle onto the floor, I reload .
I forcefully knocked on the private room door with gunpowder and barged in, shouting, "Get your hands on the floor!"
The stuffy, unpleasant humidity inside and the lingering scent of an aroused woman make me feel nauseated.
However, at the same time, the sight of the exquisite item that caught my eye made me involuntarily smile with a twisted expression.
"This guy is a real catch, isn't he...!"
"Mr. Mori, this is a big hit, isn't it? This guy is way too erotic!"
From behind, vulgar cheers are rising from the subordinates peeking into the room.
That's understandable.
At the edge of the double bed in the room, a young man with an angelic face was lying down.
In the humid room, a man with a slightly restless expression on his face had sweat dripping from his forehead, the droplets running down his cheeks and soaking the white sheets of the bed.
That appearance was so irresistibly highlighting the man's eroticism that I couldn't help but pant like a dog.
"Well then, let me taste it."
Wiping the drool that spilled from my mouth with my sleeve, I leaned onto the bed.
On the face of the young man, who seemed to embody every ideal of a woman, I opened my mouth to let my hot tongue roam... and his eyes widened in shock.
"Huh? Erika... smells bad!!"
In the next moment, a wave of immense magical power struck me, accompanied by the sensation of all my bones shattering.
"Buberaaa?!"
Having been slammed against the wall after breaking through the door of the next room, I let out a pathetic cry like a frog crushed under a carriage.
(I just wanted at least one lick...)
However, the colors of the scenery before my eyes rapidly faded away, and I lost consciousness just like that.
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"Hmm? Erika...?"
Feeling an unusual heaviness in my body, I opened my eyes to find a grotesque woman with a frog-like face grinning lewdly in front of me.
"Well then, let me taste it."
From her mouth, a grotesque, filthy tongue with a white film slithered out.
Has she not washed her mouth in days? The heavy woman in front of me breathes heavily, and a stench like a sewer wafts from her, making me feel nauseous.
"Stinky!!"
"Buberaaa?!"Feeling a sense of dread from that eerie sight, I instinctively channeled magical power into my arm and pushed her away. The woman, her beer belly wobbling, flew off like a firework.
(I blew her away in the heat of the moment, but is she okay... No way, she can't be dead, right?)
I burst out of the room to see the over sized woman who had broken through the door of the next room, bloodied and sprawled against the wall.
In the hallway, several armed individuals were flustered by the sudden turn of events... Could they be this creepy woman's accomplices?
"Hey, Mori-san is being bullied."
"What the hell is this guy?!"
The women, dressed in filthy raincoats and shirts, directed open hostility and wary glances towards me.
"I don't care! Just kill him!"
A woman with an excited expression is holding the assault rifle she has slung over her shoulder and is starting to pull the trigger...!
A little late, the others also start aiming their guns and forming a barrage...
Zugaga! Zugagaga!
The next moment, a gunshot echoed through the air, and bullets rained down on me like raindrops...!!
But...! The ultra-high-density layer of magical power covering my body repelled all the lead-like rain of murderous intent, scattering sparks everywhere!
"Even after shooting like this, why doesn't this guy have a single scratch...?"
"Is that a monster or what..."
Realizing that the gunfire was completely ineffective, the attackers were left paralyzed.
As I stepped towards them, the spent casings on the floor rattled and rolled with a satisfying metallic sound.
I feel the fearful gazes gathering on me.
――＜Shadow Serpent's Magic＞――
The black snake, conjured by my magic, slithered out from the shadows, hissing menacingly as it coiled around them, binding them tightly.
"You, without a magic staff, how are you able to wield such advanced magic..."
Magic wands—akin to the steering wheel or clutch in a car—are said to be essential for even the most skilled wizards to exert their powers, with only a few rare exceptions.
Well, that "very few exceptions" includes me.
(A staggering amount of magical power for a man, the ability to see magical formulas, and the use of magic without a wand... Apparently, this is the golden finger I received when I came to this world.)
Well, if you look at it as a "reincarnation cheat," it's somewhat plain, but I'm using it as something convenient and helpful... but more than that for now.
"If you value your life, answer only the questions I ask. Who are you?"
I used ice magic to create an impromptu blade and pointed it at the female attackers, while simultaneously showing them a weak illusion spell to amplify their fear.
Then,immediately they started talking about themselves, albeit in a flustered manner.
("The Red Wolf"… a terrorist holding nobles hostage for money, huh, troublesome…)
It seems that those guys are a terrorist group advocating anti-capitalism and anti-imperialism, and they have been causing havoc in this area recently.
It is said that they are aiming to take the governor of the southern colony, who is on this train, hostage to raise funds for the revolution.
(It seems like something serious happened while I was sleeping... By the way, Erika, hasn't gone to them alone, right?)
If these guys find out that Erika is the heir of the Jōgasaki family, one of the "Three Great Families of the Empire," things will get even more troublesome.
"Hey what about Erika... haven't you seen a cute girl with blonde hair and fair skin?"
"I-I don't know any such woman...!"
"Don't test me. If you're lying, I won't hesitate to kill you,"
"It's true! It's true! Believe me! ... The only hostages in the front convoy are the governor and the ugly female military student with her grotesquely swollen chest!"
(Oh, according to this world's standards, Erika is considered ugly) I felt a sudden irritation at the discrepancy of this world and grimaced.
I used a controlled intensity of
Even though they are called "servant spirits," they are low-level spirits like "imps" and "fairies." (Since I'm not good at spirit summoning, I can only summon spirits of this level for now.)
I can only expect work from them that's barely better than a pigeon with feathers.
"Tell the high-ranking officials of the Southern Military District that the train from the provincial capital of Tarintamburi to the city of Merudor has been hijacked by communist terrorists. You over there, after freeing the passengers held captive in this carriage, guide them to the safe rear car."
I entrusted the message to the summoned spirits, and they took the mountain knife, similar to a machete, that the attackers had hidden in their pockets.
I don't intend to waste time fighting with the guys keeping watch in the front vehicle.
The leader of those guys is heading straight to the second cart, where Erika and the governor are being held hostage.
I opened the passenger cart window, circulated magical power throughout my body to enhance it, and then climbed onto the roof of the train.
Fortunately, it seemed that their guards hadn't come up to the vehicle either.
Avoiding the billowing smoke rising from the train's chimney with the magical feather cloak created by the "Wind Garment Magic," I decided to run towards the front cart.