chapter 60: Unity of Rider and Mount (02)

  "Aaaaargh!"

  Had they ever been hit by a mana saber before?

  Even if the taurs cshed with the kingdom's army, most would die from arrows or flying magical attacks rather than fag a knight's mana saber directly.

  If the kingdom fought against taurs, it would always be in a defeance, and even in a punitive expedition, it would end with sg the fleeiaurs from ihe kingdom, so they never really faced knights head-on.

  That's why they didn't know the fear of a knight.

  "Just one person... why are we...!"

  Of course, I was just one person.

  If these taurs had not panicked and had calmly formed a defensive line and attacked from a distance or poked with long spears, there would have been nothing I could do. But the taur bandits were already in panic, fleeing in terror.

  "There's the obstacle! Tie the rope I prepared around my waist..."

  inally, Eileen had po break through the obstacles by tying a rope around them and running downhill herself, clearing the obstacles and creating a path for her sisters to escape down the rocky mountain.

  However, there roblem; her pn was based on the mistaken belief that she could pull out a tightly wedged log from the mountain's structure by herself.

  Not that there wasn’t a solution.

  "Move aside!"

  I stopped Eileen from tying the rope around her waist and jumped off her back while extending the mana saber long.

  Swoosh!

  Then I sshed the ter of the obstacle with the mana saber, creating a rge gap, and sshed on each side of it, pletely severing the middle part.

  Crack!

  The high-heat, high-pressure mana saber ly cut through the log used as an obstacle as smoothly as a saw would have, and I kicked the logs aside while whistling.

  Whistle!

  Being a rocky mountain with not a single bde of grass, my whistle echoed across the whole area, and soon after seeing the obstacle gohe taur maidens g each other and started approag one by one.

  "Who... is that..."

  "No time to expin. Eileen!"

  As I called her, Eileen, who had been dumbfoundedly tying a rope around her waist, hurried over, and I climbed ba her body and sheathed the mana saber.

  "Let's go!"

  "There are warriors here not from our vilge..."

  "Escape first, send them back ter!"

  "No, but our vilge’s location, to tell others... Ahh!"

  Smack!

  I smacked Eileen's buttocks, and she instinctively started running, followed by the other taur maidens sprinting after her.

  "Damn... block them, block! Don’t let them escape..."

  It was a cavalry versus cavalry csh.

  However, the taur maidens charging downhill with the acceleration of the slope showed the true power of shock cavalry, and the taur bandits below, uo form a line, were a clear demonstration of how not to use cavalry.

  Smash!!

  Using the downhill momentum, the taur maidens overwhelmingly breached the bandits' defenses and began to escape, while the taur bandits were left battered by punches and kicks, their bodies a wreck.

  It's only known that physically, males are usually strohan females, but with horses, mares be as fast and brave as stallions, so physically, they were on equal footing as horses.

  What that means is... the taur maidens were no less physically capable than the members of the taur bandit gang.

  "Eileen!"

  "Sister!"

  "You... carrying a man on your back..."

  While they were grateful for being rescued, the sight of me and Eileen was shog to the taur maidens.

  'Well, the taur bandits were also shocked by the sight of a two-headed taur... to the taurs, it must be a fearsome sight?'

  The taur maidens from Eileen’s vilge took the lead, clearing the way and starting to charge, and seeing the captured taur maidens f a line and running behind us, I pletely released my grip on the mana saber a go of Eileen’s hair that I had been holding in my left hand.

  'We succeeded. It's a partial victory, but...'

  At that time, I was unaware.

  Why the other taur maidens looked bewildered when they saw me and Eileen.

  And why Eileen had been so adamant against carryihe reason for that.

  * * *

  "o meet you. We are warriors from Arlin vilge."

  "I am a warrior from Esrei vilge."

  Outside the tent, the taur maidens were introdug themselves.

  Though they had escaped to the vilge where Dein and I were ied, they had no iion of staying here and po return to their respective vilges after tonight.

  Just that they o talk beforehand, so they were sharing stories frantically in the middle of the night.

  "At first, I thought it was just a few rogues causing trouble, but having experie directly, I realize the danger."

  "Yes. We were lucky to be rescued this time, but if it happens again... smaller vilges will have no ce."

  While esg, the taur maidens had trampled about ten of the bandits, but there were still nearly a hundred bandits left, and there was no w preventing them fr to kidnap taur maidens ahem as sves iure.

  "They say that a thief who steals grains will eventually steal livestock. Before they grow bigger, we must set an example and teach them that bad deeds have sequences if they want to live in these pins."

  As a result, each of them po return to their own vilges to muster forces and form a coalition army to subdue the bandit group.

  While ominous statements were exged about how their fathers could easily crush these weaklings or even their mothers could break legs with their bare hands...

  "Ugh... this is uling."

  I y down on a makeshift bed of straw, uo wash, and tried to sleep.

  "I thought our barracks were the worst in the world, but it turns out there's an even lower bottom..."

  The dry straw was fairly plush, but the problem was the small is i, wriggling and biting my skin while their buzzing filled the air. taurs usually sleep standing, so there were frequent sounds of them shifting and rolling their hooves.

  This caused the sound of hooves to echo, waking me up again and again...

  "Sigh..."

  At times like this, I envy Dane for his ability to sleep anywhere, anytime.

  "I'm low on mana too..."

  I wasn't draio the point of squeezing out the st of my mana circuits, but the tinuous battles from m to evening had signifitly depleted my mana, bringing on a heavy fatigue.

  I should recover after a good sleep, but I need sleep to e first.

  Click-cck...

  And I wasn't the only oruggling to sleep; I could hear hooves pag outside my tent, indig others were also finding it hard to settle.

  The other taur maidens from the rescued vilges were pnning to stay up all night and run back to their vilges, so they were not ed, but she, who o stay in this vilge, should be resting.

  "What are you doing? e in a."

  In fact, this tent wasn't mi Eileen's.

  Though it was meant to host a guest, no separate tent had been prepared, and the nights on the pins were cold, requiring two or three to huddle together for warmth, so Dane and I were depending on differeaur maidens for shelter.

  Of course, my host was Eileen.

  "I didn't io impose this much, but..."

  I had cooperated with Eileen today, but if she disliked carrying me, I po ask one of the taur warriors we rescued to carry me instead.

  If it's not an unavoidable situation like tonight, there's no reason to insist, right?

  So I wao assure her that I would move with another taur warrior so she could stop pag outside, but she hesitated to e into the tent.

  Click-cck.

  It wasn't until after midnight that Eileeered, a stark trast to her wild appearance during the day; now she seemed quite demure, sneakily entering the tent.

  "If you dislike my presence, I leave and sleep outside. I'm used to sleeping outdoors for a day or two."

  "That's not it. In the vilge, we usually sleep together."

  Perhaps to the horses, sleeping together is nothing special.

  "Then what's the issue with entering the tent? Are you afraid I'll force myself on you?"

  "..."

  Her silence suggested I was right.

  "Don't worry. If I o be agile, I'll ask another warrior to carry me..."

  "It's okay to carry you."

  "Really?"

  If that's the case, perhaps I should tinue partnering with Eileen...

  "I'm okay with it now."

  Swish.

  Eileen began to uhe cloth ed around her body.

  At first, I thought she was undressing to sleep fortably, but as she started to peel off her thin undergarments, I realized something unusual was happening.

  "Something's... off?"

  As the mare undressed, the st of sweat filled the tent.

  Water was scar the pins, and bathing in water was a luxury.

  Therefore, I was also uo wash before sleeping, and typically, horse sweat foams up like soap and washes away, so instead of an unpleasant sweat smell, there was a fragrant st of soap in the air.

  "Wait a minute, more importantly, it seems like she's getting naked..."

  After throwing off the leather guard and the cloth, the silhouette of her rge breasts emerged, more massive than I had anticipated.

  Backlit by the terahe details were unclear, but the silhouette alone veyed an overwhelming presence!

  Her breasts were evehan those of Lady Melson, which had sunken nipples, and Eileen’s nipples were as rge as my thumbs, promily protruding.

  "It's okay to mount..."

  So, iaur terms, does 'mount' have that meaning?

  "Ah... so that's why...!"

  I finally uood why the bandits had been shocked to see me and Eileen during the hostage rescue at the rocky mountain.

  From a human perspective, it appeared as a man and woman were merging their genitals while charging towards them with swords – even I would be terrified and flee!

  "Are you not going to mount?"

  Her voice, usually high during the day, was now nguid and subdued, and I responded as a knight should.

  "No, I will mount. Isn't that what knights do?"

  After all, a knight is a knight because he rides. Yes.

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