#108. Paying to Bring in a Spy

#108. Paying to Bring in a Spy

"Kyaaaagh!"

The rugged mountain range along the Empire's western frontier.

The once-lush forest was engulfed in flames, belching acrid smoke.

"G-Gah……! Damn it……!"

A man with a deep sword wound across his chest spat blood and collapsed to the ground.

He was Garen, a swordsman who had once made a name for himself as a Mithril-ranked adventurer.

He was the leader of a band of righteous bandits who had taken up arms after they could no longer endure the lord's oppressive taxes.

"I wanted to build a world where everyone could eat their fill…… and laugh as equals……! But those hunting dogs guarding a tyrant have crushed that dream!"

Garen lifted his head, eyes full of bitterness...