Disappointing Teleportation Magic ~ Even Though The Movement Distance Is Only 1 Millimeter, I Will Rise Through Ingenuity ~ - Chapter 28.4

※Still in Kawamoto’s perspective.

We were informed by the escort soldiers on the wall that disputes over territorial rights take place every year around the time of rice harvesting at the farthest upstream and downstream ends of the sandbar.

It seems they engage in magic and archery across the river, which is nearly one hundred meters wide.

Moreover, it seems the checkpoints are not sealed off even during these times.

“Damn… It’s a setup.”

I think someone muttered softly, and their words seemed to carry a sense of relief.

I heard about battles between people and was worried, but in such a fight, one wouldn’t likely die unless they were extremely foolish.

However, the orders given after entering the accommodations near the checkpoint late at night were no farce.

Tonight, we were to break through our checkpoint, swiftly take over the enemy’s checkpoint, then proceed to attack houses and barracks upstream.

“Listen up, kill anyone who surrenders, without mercy, be it women or children!”

While we were taking control of the facilities upstream, professional soldiers were to secure the bridge on their side.

We had to act tonight, as the sun was already tilting westward, leaving us no time to hesitate.

No, I couldn’t even hesitate, as I was forced to remember who was teaming up with whom and which places to seize.

We were served an early dinner, then monitored in our gear while we rested, abruptly woken as the moon rose in the sky.

The expressions of my classmates were all over the place.

Some were still bewildered, others wore expressionless faces of resignation, and I probably had a determined look full of motivation.

“Go!”

After the checkpoint door opened silently, we were quietly commanded and ran along the moonlit path.

The distance to the enemy’s checkpoint was about fifty meters, and I rushed through, smashing my full-strength fire magic into the gate of the checkpoint.

The thick wooden gate blew away, leaving a large hole… I was in top form tonight.

“Damn it, I’ll show you!”

Nishio from the track team overtook me and leaped into the hole in the gate… only to be skewered by a spear.

“Die!”

I slammed another full-strength fire magic attack.

Nishio, along with the soldier holding the spear, was blown away, but I didn’t care.

Remembering the layout plans I was taught, I continued to pound magic through the hole in the gate towards the interior.

Ojima, who had the ability to strengthen his body, broke down the gate, and we all poured in.

Although we were supposed to take over the checkpoint first, I ignored that and headed for the facilities upstream.

Who cares about procedures? I had no intention of surviving.

I kicked down doors and windows of houses I spotted, blasting fire magic until the interiors were engulfed in flames.

Screams and cries rose as figures fled through the flames, but I ran towards the next building.

I heard during training that magic is influenced by mental state, but maybe I was in the best state possible right now.

I slammed fire magic at those who had come out to watch the commotion and burned down their houses.

Every house, made of wood and earth, burned brightly when hit with magic.

Upstream, always upstream, I continued running while setting fires.