Storyverse

Chapter 15: The White Noise

It is exactly noon. The four heroes stand in a line of over 30 people, in front of a large wall that contains a small security booth. It is to this booth that this line stretches – this is the checkpoint. The sun is sending hot rays down the earth, which is why the entire crowd wanting to get into the territory of the Northern Empire is sweating. Of course, this does not concern the four – Martha took out a light umbrella from her subspace storage and covered it with it for the company of the hot ones.

–Yeah, so much for cooperation with neighboring countries... – said Ludwig, shrugging his shoulders.

–Don't tell me... – Martha answered.

Martha was holding in her hands the letter they had received at the border camp of the Arai Kingdom. The letter stated that the Empire refused to cooperate with assisting the heroes arriving from Arai. The Emperor stated that the Empire had sent its heroes to restore the balance, and although Ludwig had already said "well, why are we needed then, let's go home," Sol and Marren collectively convinced him that it was better to make sure that the balance was restored successfully.

Judging by the sun, it was already about 3 o'clock in the afternoon, if not more. Only now Sol, Marren, Martha and Ludwig reached the checkpoint. Having all entered there together, they heard a man's voice, which clearly made it clear that its owner was incredibly tired:

–Papers, please. Not only an identification, but also an official pass, an explanation of the reason, and everything else. You're not born yesterday, you know the rules.

–Not required. We are four heroes from the kingdom of Arai who came to restore the ba... – Sol began, but was interrupted.

–Not interested. Shows me your papers or I call the guards, – said the man behind the glass.

–Ludwig, I want to know something. Is there some kind of camera system or something similar, thanks to which the whole country will know that not a trace remains of this checkpoint? – Sol asked.

–Huh?... – asked the worker at the booth, hearing the words of the man in white.

–Well, I never heard of such things while I lived here... So, we act in such a way that there are no witnesses left?

–Huh?! – the checkpoint worker had already gotten up from his chair and wanted to run to the exit and call the soldiers, but he didn't have enough time.

–Exactly.

Clain, having said this, had already destroyed the glass and cut off the head of the one who was supposed to check the documents. Since the others would still fight, leaving behind blood and corpses, there was no reason for him to use the blade that erases opponents from reality just yet. When the plan was decided, Martha, not at all sure of the rationality of such a course of action, summoned a weapon, reminiscent of a gun in shape, directly into Ludwig's hands. Marren pulled out a knife, and Sol, already holding the weapon in his hand, kicked down the metal door leading to the other side of the checkpoint. The door flew out of the opening and, as it flew forward, it seemed to break the bones of several guards standing behind it. Following the door, Sol, Marren and Ludwig ran out – Martha, who was not a warrior, remained inside.

The door, which had fallen off its hinges, now lay there, and 3 pairs of legs and arms were sticking out from under it. Judging by how low the door was to the ground, these soldiers were flattened and were akin to a pancake. However, this was not enough – the heroes were surrounded by at least fifty more people, gathered in a semicircle near a huge wall in which there was a checkpoint booth, all armed and in armor. If this were not enough, then on the borders of this "army" people in light clothes and with wands were visible – probably mages.