Travel to another world and continue to be a boxer

Chapter 177 Order

Nagar was born and raised in Loatjin, where his family runs a kebab and pancake shop called "Skoura".

At the age of eight, he showed a continuously improving physical ability and could choose to join the National Army or the Guards, but he chose to become an adventurer, which was largely influenced by his childhood friend.

His good friend Frega chose to become a magician who specialized in fire magic, but he was called up during the invasion of Phrygia fifteen years ago and never returned. Nagar couldn't even see a single hair left of him.

After hearing that he had been mobilized to participate in irrational combat, his distrust of the country deepened, and he felt that he could not participate in national affairs.

While helping with the family business, Nagar learned swordsmanship from an elderly veteran who lived next door. At the age of fifteen, he registered with the Adventurer's Guild and began his career as an adventurer.

When he became a famous adventurer, he met Lumeda, who worked as a waitress in a tavern, and they got married at the age of eighteen after dating each other.

Although he remained active as an adventurer thereafter, he retired from adventure altogether at the age of twenty-five when Lumeda became pregnant with their third child.

In order to help take care of the children and pursue a stable life, Nagar, at the age of 22, formally served as an apprentice in his hometown for three years, and then opened new shops in different neighborhoods in the form of apprenticeship.

Over the next three years, Nagar succeeded in attracting regular customers by improving his spices and using new seasonings, but business became increasingly difficult due to heavy tax pressures.

Then came the failed invasion of Phrygia and the siege of the city by Holzlein's army. The supplies circulating in the city gradually dwindled, Nagar's shop's stock of wheat flour became insufficient, meat had to be purchased from other channels, and the choice of spices and seasonings became increasingly limited. If things continued like this, sooner or later business would become impossible.

However, Najjar had to protect his family. Although he could afford to procure his own meat and vegetables, this was impossible if the city gates were closed. Despite his requests to pass through the city gates, the gatekeepers refused to let him pass and he could only follow the instructions of the imperial city.

The situation has deteriorated so badly that even food has become unavailable in recent days. He has three growing children at home.

Nagar was in agony. How could he be a head of household if he let his family starve? Didn't the Holzlein army say they would not interfere with the citizens' activities? The city wall had already partially collapsed. In this case, what was the point of closing the city gates? Did the Imperial City think it didn't matter if the citizens starved to death? These thoughts kept coming to his mind.

"Nagar, what do you think?" said the owner of the clothing store next door.

“You see, I can’t open my shop anymore. I have to feed my children bread made from the wheat flour I have on hand. It’s pathetic.”

“It’s the same everywhere. We don’t even have any food in our house and we have to ask relatives for help.”

"This is no joke. If this continues, people will really starve to death. Isn't the Imperial City distributing food?"

In fact, the imperial city had no reserve food to supply. Almost all the food had been devoured by the invading army, and the soldiers inside the city gates could not even feed themselves. Only some high-ranking officials could eat normally.

"By the way, I heard that the ones who were splashed with stray magic were Galton's gang? The Holzlein army said they would compensate them, but what happened?"

"Yes, I heard that Galton wanted to get the compensation directly, but he was caught by the guards and the clothes were forcibly taken away. They cried and begged several times but no one paid any attention."

"It seems that the situation is really bad..."

"Can you think of any solution?"

Nagar began to think about his escape plan. Could he break out at night when the guards were less alert and seek shelter from Holzlein's army?

That night, Nagar inspected the site where the wall had collapsed. However, it seemed that someone else had already implemented a similar plan, and the guards had been increased.

They couldn't break through with their children. It seemed that they had to give up. But if that was the case, they would need to consider other options.

The citizens' patience had reached its limit, and a large number of them gathered in front of the city gates, demanding food rations.

“Give us food!”

“Are you going to let us starve to death?”

“Distribute food!”

"At least open the gates!"

“Yes, yes!”

The voices of the citizens are getting louder and louder, and their numbers are increasing. Nagar is among them.

The guards were forced to mobilize all their forces to deal with the situation. However, the number of citizens continued to increase, and they simply could not keep up. They were worried that they would be trampled to death by the citizens. The fierce confrontation lasted for more than seventy minutes.

Then, the breaking point came. It was a simple act of throwing a stone. Just one small stone.

The man standing in the back was completely unaware of the jostle between the guards and the citizens. He was just dissatisfied and picked up a stone from the roadside and threw it over. The stone made a crisp sound when it flew out. This was enough to arouse anger.

He drew his sword and slashed at the approaching citizens with bloodshot eyes. The fallen citizens began to bleed, and everyone's eyes focused on them.

The next moment, whoever was there began to shout angrily, sticks and knives were waving, and then swords were wielded. The conflict began.

Nagar carries a sword that has never rusted. He brings it out because he senses the danger to his imperiled city, and as a means of self-defense.

However, now it was the guards who were supposed to be protecting the citizens who were drawing their swords. Najjar was capable of defending himself. But the guards were not drawing their swords against him alone. He instinctively felt the need to protect the citizens.

Nagar managed to dodge the guard's blow and swung his sword slightly, slicing the guard's arm and causing him to lose control of the sword. However, the man who picked up the sword slashed the guard with force.

Then, Nagar no longer had any clear enemies to identify. He didn't have enough skills to repel the incoming guards without hurting them, so he had to kill them. Then it became a vicious cycle.

In order to quell the citizens' riot, soldiers and guards came out from the city gate one after another. Nagar was pushed to the front line and continued to resist. He waved his sword to protect the citizens, but the soldiers' weapons became the citizens' new weapons, and the riot continued to spread. This situation was irreversible.

Najjar realized that he had become the core figure of the riot without knowing when. However, he knew that if he stopped, he would be killed. He had a family to protect.

Some of the citizens occupied the small gate, broke in through it, and opened the city gate. Nagar was also pushed across the boundary by the people around him.

At that moment, he felt a burning sensation in his flank. A knife was stuck there. He looked around in horror and found himself surrounded by four masked men. The knife pierced his body again and again.

(Assassination Team: Dyne!)

That name was a symbol of Treba's ANBU, and it flashed through Nagar's mind.

The four men disappeared into the crowd without leaving a trace. Were they going to take action against the others who led the riot? He didn't know, but he knew his death was imminent.

(Am I going to die? Unable to protect my family? Damn it! This is not a joke! If I am going to die, I will scream it out loud!!)

Enduring the blood rushing to his heart, he took a deep breath and squeezed out the last bit of strength.

"Listen, King! Why let the people starve! Why kill the people! Why don't you protect the people who admire you! If you use the people as simple human shields, you don't deserve to sit on that throne! Leave Loatin, the traitorous king!!"