Shota's Isekai NTR Adventure Chapter 2003: They’re desperate

"Your majesty, are you sure that we can’t convince you to stay a few more days?"

King Lune uttered these words with an air of camaraderie, yet the underlying intent lurked unmistakably beneath the surface.

Nevertheless, the situation left him utterly powerless to act.

Should the Solar Kingdom muster its full forces, none among them possessed the strength to prevent my departure this very day.

Moreover, my exit wasn't a solitary affair.

Representatives from the racial alliance had arrived to exert pressure on the Solar Kingdom upon learning of the incident. With my impending leave, they intended to accompany me as well.

Thus, any move by the Solar Kingdom would equate to defying the racial alliance outright.

In such precarious times, this stood as the absolute worst course they could pursue.

Regardless of their desperation, they dared not risk antagonizing the entire racial alliance with reckless actions.

The formidable Democratic Union served as a stark warning of the consequences for opposing the racial alliance. This alone sufficed to convince various nations that clashing with it spelled utter catastrophe.

Of course, their alliance membership stemmed from a need for survival, yielding no real advantages beyond that.

The continent faced constant peril from the forces of Destruction, after all.

Ultimately, the Solar Kingdom had no recourse but to permit our departure.

Yet, I sensed they wouldn't conclude matters so easily. That's precisely why I aimed to offer them a chance now, sparing future complications.

"They’re here."

This wasn't a task I could handle solo, which is why I'd already informed Klein and the rest beforehand.

Evidently, my choice didn't sit well with them.

Still, they ultimately complied.

In part, because necessity demanded it, but also since they'd put up with plenty already. The frustrations accumulated from their stay in the Solar Kingdom begged for release.

"They really are desperate if this is what they’re sending after us."

Klein remained silent, though his expression clearly conveyed his agreement with my assessment.

Indeed, a ragtag band of bandits trailed us.

For starters, few bandits would dare assault travelers mounted on wyverns. Whenever we halted for camp, wyverns encircled our position.

No sane bandit would assault a party ringed by such beasts.

While wyverns hinted at wealth—given that ordinary folk couldn't tame them—the peril far outweighed any potential loot.

Wyverns signified not only affluence but posed lethal threats themselves. They weren't feeble creatures by any stretch.

Assailing a wyvern-guarded group implied ulterior motives or outright madness.

These bandits showed no signs of insanity, their faces etched with resolve.

A clear purpose drove their assault.

"How do you want us to do this?" Klein inquired abruptly.

A subtle smile crossed my lips, as I grasped his motive for asking.

However, dispatched in sheer desperation, their mission carried unspoken demands.

Their resolute expressions revealed it all plainly.

Under these circumstances, only one response fit.

"You can just dispose of them all."

Klein arched an eyebrow in my direction, yet this reply hardly shocked him.

More accurately, my firm resolve in handling it caught him off guard.

Finally, he nodded once more and signaled the royal guards with a gesture.

On this occasion, they barred me from joining the fray, as it involved no forces of Destruction. Besides, I had no intention of engaging, serving merely as the lure from the outset.

The bait had no business clashing directly with its targets.

In truth, it scarcely qualified as a battle, underscoring their utter desperation.

The arriving bandits withstood not a single strike from Klein or the royal guards, yet they rushed forward undeterred. Soon enough, it appeared they fled amid the thrashing.

As elites, Klein and the royal guards saw through the ruse completely.

They refused to be lured into vulnerability by foes. Nor would they allow any breach in their lines for enemies to exploit toward me.

Thus, the bandits faced no option but to advance once again.

That's when the flanking royal guards emerged abruptly from behind the bandits.

Faced with this, the bandits could only battle for escape or...

Some gulped down pills and crumpled to the earth instantly.

Others battled until the last, only to fall beneath the royal guards' blades.

A handful even attempted surrender, meeting the same swift end.

We had no intentions of capturing any.

This incident needed burying, all for the racial alliance's sake.