Episode 443 [Prince Latin, Prince Gustav, lead the allied forces and take a detour to attack the South Gate. The military might seem tight there at first glance, but it’s just camouflage. There is no superman either. Instead, a magic scroll…]
“Huh, I really can’t get used to it…”
Latin Lawrence, who had made a name for himself even in the empire, unusually for a superhuman from Terronan’s impregnable alliance, shook his head as he heard Logan’s voice. .
McLane’s troops might have been pleased with their master’s ability to understand the war situation in real time and give instructions, but as an allied force from another country, they could not help but feel frustrated.
‘As long as he lives, the Coalition will not be able to escape McLane’s shadow.’
Gustav Clemen, the tsunami mage, whether aware of his feelings or not, said nonsense.
“I wanted to fight over the name of the Imperial Magic Tower and Tsunami.”
But the joke made Latin Lawrence forget his worries for a moment.
“…Are you confident you can win?”
“No matter how much it is an empire, it is not a country without an ocean. Has a mage from a place like that ever seen a tsunami? Huh.”
At that joke, Latin looked at him with new eyes.
This superhuman, who was naturalized in Charon, was truly a terrible enemy when faced with an enemy on the sea.
He fought until the end and suffered a headache, but the moment the King of Charon was captured, he immediately knelt down and immediately surrendered to Terronan on the condition that his life would be guaranteed.
Within a few months, he became a central figure in Teronan politics.
‘I’m a nan.’
There were times when I was embarrassed by that unadaptable friendliness.
“It was worth participating in the war just to confirm that the legend of the Auror Master was true. At least we could suppress the anti-MacLine faction in Korea.”
Especially when he says something like this, even though he’s talking nonsense.
“Furthermore, it doesn’t look like they have any intention of replacing us with McLane’s troops, so wouldn’t it be okay to just expect post-war compensation?”
“…That’s surprising. Well, if I had charged at the east gate, I was planning on falling behind Eoyeongbuyeong.”
The Liberty Army had no intention of using the Terronan Army as an arrow in someone else’s war. Of course, it would be difficult for soldiers to ignore the orders of the continent’s best sword that were directly embedded in their minds and follow their own orders, but I thought they could at least control the knight’s power.
But when I thought about it, another possibility suddenly occurred to me.
‘No way… after knowing that?’
I later remembered that among the legends of the Auror Master, there was also a story about him reading people’s minds. And it didn’t seem like it would be impossible for a human being to travel a long distance and hit a message to the soul.
“…I need to clear the south gate as quickly as possible.”
“yes?”
“To receive proper compensation after the war.”
The red aura that arose from Latin Lawrence’s entire body formed four shields and began to rotate around him.
The moment the leader’s will changed, the movement of the kingdom’s allied forces also accelerated compared to before.
[Ronian Victor. The two of you take charge of the five imperial guards. It seems like they are all united to deal with me, but they can do it, right?]
“Yes, brother.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Doo doo doo.
While riding with the knights, Ronian and Viktor answered almost simultaneously.
A repetition that comes out naturally even when you know that your voice will not reach you.
The two friends made eye contact for a moment and smiled at each other.
[Their location is behind the center of the castle wall. Four of them would be the ones I saw in the southern fortress. But watch out for that one-eyed knight. Its eyes read the other person’s intentions. How to deal with him…]
As he clearly engraved the monarch’s following in his mind, Viktor grinned at his close friend next to him.
“I won’t die easily, so don’t get excited this time! Last time, my face was all hot!”
“You should do your own thing instead of dragging your feet and clinging to your brother!”
“Where did you say that…!?”
“Go first!”
“Hey man!”
These people are having a comic-like conversation in a serious wartime situation.
Soon, a superhuman wrapped in orange aura jumped onto the castle wall and disappeared like a ray of light, followed by a ray of gray light.
The two soon caught sight of the five superhumans, all of whom were glaring at their lord, Logan McLane, with faces full of determination.
And before that, the one-eyed knight who was standing at the front of the group caught their sight first.
“It’s the enemy!”
Following the shout of the One-Eyed Knight Jerome Decade, the superhumans of the Imperial Guard all turned their heads.
“That guy!?”
The four superhumans caught the sight of the red-haired knight who had defeated them at the southern fortress of McLane.
And at that moment, Ronian and Viktor also extracted estimates from their enemies.
Three advanced and two intermediate.
His senses heightened by the new sword’s visionary force core, he could read the enemy’s state at a glance.
– This might be a bit tough?
– You too.
– I was worried about you?
After a conversation made with eye contact, sparks flew from the eyes of the two people.
Although it was a misunderstanding, the two geniuses reached the level of advanced Auror users through the death of a close friend and the death of someone they loved.
The intentions of the two friends and rivals coincided at that moment.
“first!”
“Give me a punch!”
Before they even landed in the same jumping position, orange and gray auras were entangled between them.
At first glance, it looked like the allies were attacking each other, but the one-eyed knight who saw it opened his remaining eye and shouted.
“damage!!!”
“What!?”
Jerome shouted urgently, but Matt Dickerson, the highest-ranking member of the Imperial Guard, responded a little late.
A warning from a promising junior who suddenly fell into decline. A trace of pride that he didn’t even know existed blocked his movements for a moment.
And that decided his fate.
The 49 orange aura swords intertwined with the gray aura beads and repulsed, transforming into over 2,000 small daggers in an instant, devastating the place where they were.
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa.
Rumbling.
Matt Dickerson was torn to pieces without even being able to scream. A corner of the castle wall collapsed almost at the same time.
Geniuses who displayed admirable joint skills jumped in among the astonished elites of the Imperial Guard.
The target is the one-eyed knight.
– The easiest way to deal with it is to crush it so that you can’t stop it even if you know it.
Remembering the instructions of their monarch, brother, teacher, and benefactor, the two swords rushed towards the one-eyed knight as if they were one.
The silver auror of Jerome Decade cleverly infiltrated the gap between the two.
“No way!”
Soon, three other Red Aurors of the Imperial Guard also joined the battlefield, albeit belatedly.
Wow!
Rumbling.
As a result of the aftermath of that battle, the eastern wall of Ruspelheim, which had no protection or recovery magic circle, began to gradually collapse from its center.
[Master, now.]
“I understand, Your Majesty.”
The moment the monarch’s spirit wave arrived, the swordsmith accelerated and jumped out among the knights.
This was promised even before the battle began. Wherever he headed, there was a magician of the cold wind.
Even as he was blocking Bourdelle’s arrows, a red thunderbolt struck in front of the superman who was massacring the Macline knights climbing the castle wall.
Wow!
“Huh!?”
Galen Decade defended himself perfectly even in a surprise attack. It was a moment that proved once again how great the magic of his statement, the army of the cold wind, was.
However, it was not a shock that could be sustained in the air without support, so his body had no choice but to quickly bounce towards the castle wall.
However, the moment Galen saw that it was an Auror user who attacked him, he forgot his shock and let out a cold sneer.
“Where!”
Coming at me out of thin air, I guess I’ve found a place to die on my own feet.
After striking a blow while floating in the air, blades of blue wind instantly surrounded the enemy, who was naturally falling.
‘it’s okay!’
For a moment, Galen cheered internally.
Slurp.
The enemy’s body, which seemed to have been engulfed by the force of the cold wind, shook like an illusion and soon disappeared without leaving a trace.
At the same time, Galen was able to recognize the red auror that was approaching right in front of him.
Quaaaaaaaaa!
“Ugh!”
He suddenly fell inside the castle wall and was about to hit the ground.
Sloshing.
His shadow grew bigger and caught the falling master.
The magic of Shadow Mage Flat Reload.
But soon, a red thunderbolt that seemed to tear everything apart fell in that place.
Wow!
A situation where there was no room to defend against the continuous shock.
The moment Galen’s eyes widened in astonishment, a black shadow threw its master away and was struck by a red thunderbolt instead.
“this…!?”
Cough.
Plat appeared from the shadows in one corner and vomited blood.
Galen, who saw the scene, gritted his teeth and unleashed his magic power.
Ugh.
But at that moment, the force spreading like a net along with a slight vibration began to restrict his movements and even interfere with the flow of magical power.
The force of the cold wind that was normally generated like breathing did not spread easily. After forcibly increasing magical power, it was only barely able to take shape.
“What is this!?”
The old knight landed lightly in front of the surprised man.
“It’s called medium pressure. It’s a technique I first taught your Majesty, but I recently had an epiphany and developed it a little.”
Galen’s face distorted grimly at that calm and relaxed voice.
And in between.
“bout!”
Flat’s shadow, which was targeting him again, was torn away by the invisible net.
And the enemy did not even look back at the devastation he had created.
A person who pushes the magician of the cold wind as if toying with him in the air without a foothold, and takes control of the entire surrounding space, destroying even the secret shadow magic.
If the enemy is a superhuman with this much power and looks that old.
“…Swordsmith?!”
“It is an honor to deal with a sorcerer of the cold wind who is famous on the continent.”
The calm smile reminded Galen of the face of someone who had already died.
A person who was once called the greatest swordsman on the continent.
And although he was an Auror user like the author, he was a monster who maintained his peak skills with an old appearance.
‘I thought it was a minion with a similar name.’
It was only then that Galen painfully realized that the military achievements of the northern fortress of McLane had not been exaggerated.
His trotting steps, maintaining a strange technique, put more and more pressure on him.
Platt was already clutching his neck with a pale face, like prey trapped in a spider’s web.
The moment when fear assailed them, as if their entire body would be crushed and crushed.
“Don’t be ridiculous!”
Blood flowed from Galen’s nose along with a pattering sound. But in exchange, he was able to escape the enemy’s magical control.
“I am the Mage of the Cold Wind! I am the strongest Mage in the Empire!”
The blue and white wind blew again towards himself and towards the approaching enemy.
Quaaaaaaaaaaa!
A battlefield where battles between superhumans become chaotically intertwined.
On one side, Tyr, whose body was inflated to the size of a calf, was cleverly cornering two prey(?).
“Kwaaaaang!”
“What a bastard!”
“Stop it!”
Among the empire’s superhumans, two superhumans were in a position to command Ruspelheim’s troops. Eastern corps commanders Drexler and Bering.
They, who were supposed to command the castle’s troops, were busy protecting themselves against the wolves that threatened the superhuman.
“Stop it!”
“Hold on!”
– I push myself so hard that I don’t have time to worry about anything else.
– Sniff.
A being that is connected only by meaning without necessarily transmitting spiritual waves.
Logan smiled after confirming that Tyr was faithfully carrying out his orders.
‘that’s enough.’
The direction and content of the spiritual waves he sent were all different, but for the person involved, they were nothing more than short incidents that followed sequentially. From the moment Eilen charged towards the enemy lines until Tyr cornered the two corps commanders, there was only a gap of about 10 minutes.
And with that alone, many of the targets the empire had prepared were shattered.
Just the fact that he could read the flow of the battlefield and the thoughts of the enemies through his eyes.
‘This is possible. It’s enough.’
Another confidence was added to the confidence gained from the battle on the plains.
And now, Logan has pulled out one last move to suffocate the Empire.
