Translator: Snorri Proofreader: theunfetteredsalmon Amon was speechless for a good while. Many thoughts came to his mind. At last he nodded, “Of course I do. It is my homeland. But I am the only survivor of the flood. Where is the meaning in doing that?”
Translator: Snorri Proofreader: theunfetteredsalmon Peri muttered, “The dwarfs are certainly not as strong as the highlanders but I heard that they are quick and nimble. Some of them are excellent blacksmiths and born craftsmen. They could be quite helpful to the construction of a state. Maybe they could be a nice reserve force. It appears that our luck hasn’t ended in Arcade.”
Translator: Snorri Proofreader: theunfetteredsalmon Princess Sissila stepped off the coach. She elegantly exclaimed to the giants, “I may well forgive you, but considering the deeds that you’ve committed and the consequences it may cause, I have to dispense punishment. It will also be a chance for you to acknowledge your fault and redeem yourselves. If you accept this, you can save yourselves from destruction.”
Translator: Snorri Proofreader: theunfetteredsalmon The day grew strong. The sun climbed higher and higher in the sky, shedding light deeper into the valley, echoing a rising tension in the air. Both sides were ready for action. They were waiting for the sun to reach its peak, then they would move to eliminate the bowmen as quickly as possible and assault the guards at the breach. However, about an hour before noon, a group of…
Translator: Snorri Proofreader: theunfetteredsalmon From what Amon observed, Princess Sissila was trapped and besieged in the valley by the giants. They had giant guards deployed to the ridges of both sides as lookouts. Most of the giants should be near the breach. This meant that not many of them were sent to the mountain, which allowed Amon and Metatro to get onto the ridge quite easily. Crawling back to Metatro’s hideout, Amon recounted what…
Translator: Snorri Proofreader: theunfetteredsalmon Tich replied querulously, “Of course we have. Don’t you see the caravan? I’m not here to deliver presents. I come for the princess. You should release her now! I need to see her and all of her troops.” It was odd. The giants didn’t talk about the princess at all. The negotiations were going in a direction different than expected.
Translator: Snorri Proofreader: theunfetteredsalmon Metatro attracted a lot of attention when he showed up at the square in front of the shrine, riding a horse with his shining ornate armaments. Mayor Tich quickly strode towards him through the whispering crowd and bowed politely, “Dear foreign knight, are you here to help us rescue Princess Sissila?”
Translator: Snorri Proofreader: theunfetteredsalmon Amon sighed in his mind. This was not something he could assist with. The only one who could help Metatro was himself. It was much easier to cut off the enemy’s head than to cut off the pain in your own mind.
