Chapter. 16. Saint and Perfectionist (26)
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“That guy’s luck is amazing. “Everyone thought he was dead.”
“What luck? Oh, you mean that axe?”
“Do you see that? Ah, werewolves have good eyes, right?”
Suddenly, I remembered a colleague who had been the eye of the party not long ago. Borka had excellent eyesight as well as all five senses, so he was great to use as a scout.
“You don’t have to worry too much about the main university. “I passed it well.”
We took some measures to prevent variables, and it seems that they worked better than expected.
First of all, Rodrik’s veteran soldiers were forced into various parts of the Imperial Army formation. Separate from the junior commanders, these people will act as a kind of ‘senior’ role in calming down embarrassed imperial soldiers.
‘The Imperial Army is superior to Roderick’s soldiers in terms of equipment, training, and individual capabilities, but it has one major drawback.’
The point is that none of those soldiers had ever experienced a large-scale mute battle.
‘The war against Mute is different from any other battle.’
That’s why I went to Charlotte separately and changed the arrangement of Roderick’s veteran soldiers.
A war between humans is of course different from a monster wave. At least monsters feel pain and are repulsed by death. But the Mute army doesn’t worry about that at all. If necessary, they explode my body and use it as a chemical weapon.
If I had to compare it, it was similar to the undead army, but the pressure that the undead did not have. There is a sense of throwing away a living being like a sacrifice, so in the end, the only way to get used to mute warfare is to experience it yourself.
The difference between the equipment of Roderick’s soldiers and the imperial army was immediately apparent. Through their experience of surviving over the past year, Roderick’s soldiers abandoned their rusty armor and wore tight-fitting leather armor. Not only that, they sewed leather they had obtained from somewhere and even treated it with lard to make it waterproof, so they wore a kind of chemical protective clothing from head to toe. I wrapped it up and carried it around. In order to fight against mass-produced mutes with weak attack power, they discarded their useless defense power and moved in a direction that did not stain their bodies with blood as much as possible.
‘These are soldiers who survived for a year in this hellish battlefield. Regardless of individual capabilities, each and every one of them is a master of mute warfare. They know how to survive, and one of the important ways to survive on the battlefield is to somehow make your allies stand and hold on in a battle with almost infinite quantities. They will be great instructors for the imperial troops who don’t know how to mute.’
In any case, even if only 30% of the mass-produced mute imperial forces were conscious, they could block it without any damage. Since this is the first battle, not even the elite will come out, so if there is any damage, it will be the soldiers who were embarrassed by their bizarre attack method. If Roderick’s soldiers, who are experts in anti-mute warfare, act as wingmen, such unnecessary losses will be reduced and it will also serve as a good tutorial for the inexperienced Imperial soldiers.
….In addition, the clergy of the Courage Church.
“The Saint of Light has many talents. “A saint and a wizard at the same time.”
“Well, as I showed you before, I have a very unique constitution. Would you like me to show you the Saint of Courage? “This doesn’t even cost much mana.”
“That’s it. Even if you can’t see it, you can clearly see where Da-Karza’s warriors are. More than I thought… The brothers seem to be quite satisfied with the ‘prayer’ on the battlefield over there. “Even though we were not given the most intense battlefield.”
“Didn’t I tell you? “There will be work that the clergy of the Courage Church will find rewarding.”
While Roderick’s veteran soldiers were mixed into the Imperial lines as ‘seniors’, the Priests of Courage were deployed to their rear as ‘commanders’.
The original Clergy-Warriors of Courage were famous for their harmless, venomous views.
To them, ‘cowardice’ is blasphemous enough to be compared to heresy.
The official religion of the empire is the Cult of Courage, so most of the soldiers in the Imperial Army are members of the Cult of Courage, having been baptized into the Cult of Courage from birth.
Okay then here. Our Clergy of Courage are pushing up behind the Imperial infantry line, and if they see an Imperial soldier running away in fear. How will they react?
‘Unbelievable! Brother, you turned your back on the battlefield! I can’t leave it like this. If you leave them alone, your precious brother of faith will become [disrespectful]!!!’
Of course, with lots of love for my brothers, I will do my best to prevent them from straying from the sacred ‘battlefield’. It’s going to be rewarding, right? For them, it is an act of helping brothers who are in a crisis of faith.
Since the main force was holding on well without the warriors and saints, it was time for our detachment, which had selected all the elites from that side, to come into play.
“Let’s see… I think most of the mass-produced mutes have been pulled out by now. “Let us leave soon.”
“Yay~ I’ll get better~”
“Oh my, I was sleeping two hours a day and fighting. After staying still for a few days, my body ached and I felt like I was going to die.”
“Kaysel! “You took what the church gave you, right?”
“If anyone has any leftover spirit arrows, please lend them to me!”
At the announcement of the start, the heroes who had each been hiding began to bustle and appear.
Unlike the main unit that advanced to the front of Cologne Castle, the detachment took a sharp detour to the left and approached secretly.
A saint of light.
The Great Warrior of Courage.
Virgin of Mercy.
Holy Knights of Mercy.
Gwangmyeong Holy Knights.
Tushan and Marka, the successors of the Blue Mane.
Prisoner gladiators followed them.
And a party of 52 warriors certified by each denomination. The number of people is 187. It was humanity’s strongest power, one that could truly be called the tip of humanity’s spear.
….Yes, the strongest.
[Saint of Wisdom? Are you still here, Argalian?]
[You have been contacted, but you just said ‘I understand’ and there is no reply.]
[…Are you saying you are coming? Or are you saying you’re going somewhere else?]
[It looks like you got lost again…]
[….Yes?]
[Argalian said, ‘I have good eyesight, so I can see the surroundings to the point where I can memorize the way.’ They say, ‘Looking at it gives me a headache.’ So, I always assigned a Holy Knight to act as a guide, but due to this situation, he ended up falling alone, so I stopped.]
[What an idiot, the strongest…]
….If only our strategic weapon had been there, he would have been the strongest!
Just as I was a warrior belonging to the Church of Light, Argalian Sword was also a warrior belonging to the Church of Wisdom. I don’t have any particular religious beliefs, but I thought that if there was one thing I lacked, it was wisdom, so I was appointed as a warrior belonging to that group.
If a typical warrior moved under the orders of the Church, he or she would be closer to the operator of the Wisdom Church and Argalian. It is a helper who provides information such as where something is, where something is going, and how things work through sacred communication.
Anyway, it is said that the person who walks around with blurry eyes because he is so good has no hesitation in his steps, so no one knows if he has gone beyond the empire by now, to an island across the sea, or if he is being beaten by a mute somewhere. Oh my goodness.
“If I had that guy, I could have started the operation very happily.”
It would have been some consolation if there had been people in our party who had been keeping in touch all along, but unfortunately, they were not here either.
Since Otman was an expert in non-lethal combat, it was better for him to remain in the main unit, and Notum, as a shaman, was not suitable for an infiltration operation that involved a siege. Idrasil, which did not have outstanding direct combat skills, was also unsuited to the operation, so he remained in the main unit as an assistant to the two.
‘It’s been a long time since I moved without a companion.’
What can I do? If you don’t have it, you have to start without it.
I gently put my finger into the swirling blood mist right in front of where we stopped and exclaimed, marveling at the stinging consistency.
“Let’s get started quickly. “Please generously use all the items distributed earlier.”
“Oh, this is so precious…”
“I’ve received many potions from our Wisdom Church, but this is my first time using potions from other religions.”
Click, click, click!
What the heroes each took out of their pockets. It was a gift given to the heroes by the headquarters before moving especially for this operation.
One is a specialty of the Church of Abundance. ‘Harvest potion.’
This potion, made by harvesting grains rich in the good power of the Church of Abundance, is actually more appropriate to be called the ‘Cult of Abundance Soup’ in all aspects, including ingredients and taste effects.
The basic effect is satiety. It provides a very satisfying feeling of fullness and a corresponding amount of calories for 72 hours to those who consume it. It provides one of the most necessary things to heroes who have to fight without shifts in the middle of enemy lines for long periods of time. In addition, the highest quality Harvest Festival potion, such as the one provided now, grants ‘Tenevrie’s protection’ while the feeling of satiety is maintained. This means that the goddess will take care of them as long as that thick soup remains in their stomachs. As a result of the experiment, the hero who received the protection was able to operate in the blood fog area without the protection of a wide-area divinity.
Gulp, gulp, gulp-
“Kyaaaa!”
“It tastes so good that the marquis’ dinner looks like trash.”
As a bonus, it’s very delicious.
Next is a metal potion bottle the size of a liquor bottle.
This is also a buff potion. ‘Baptism of Courage’, a specialty of the Courage Church.
The effect and method of use were as simple as those of these denominations.
Kkrik –
Open the lid and
voila!
Just pour it over your head. There is only one effect. Applies a ‘Very Brave’ level physical blessing to the user for 24 hours.
“This… is something that cannot be explained through alchemy. Rather than activating just one of strength, agility, and endurance, it enhances all physical abilities? Even without any aftereffects?”
“Do you think that’s all? This also applies to us wizards who cannot receive divine help by nature. “Wow, this feels like a bone that was completely destroyed 30 years ago has come back to life!”
The advantage of this potion is that the divine blessing of maximum effect is applied to ‘anyone’. It has an efficacy that far exceeds that of the Berserker potion, but there are no aftereffects. Auror users who rebel against divinity, as well as wizards whose mana disappears when exposed to excessive divinity, can also receive the effects of this potion without any side effects.
The back line of the warrior party’s wizards, bards, etc. will be able to follow the paladin’s sprint. The increase in combat power was good, but it was a very good buff in that it did not require a decrease in breakthrough speed.
Lastly, the one I used very usefully on the blue line.
“You must not explode it in front of our allies. “If you go blind during a melee, you’re as good as dead.”
“Everyone knows. Anyone who hasn’t used the Gwangmyeongje Light Bomb while traveling among warriors is a spy. Other than the items I use every time. It’s expensive so I used it sparingly every time, but this time I’ll try it out without any hesitation.
It is a sacred flash bomb. An object that emits powerful divine light in a wide area. Approximately 3 units were provided per head, but since the five major denominations were all low on finances due to the long-running war, they had to scrape together a lot to get this amount.
While the warriors were spreading their blessings, an archer warrior came down from the tree.
“Saint. “Unusual movements were detected in the enemy lines.”
“If it’s heterogeneous… what kind?”
“It was a heavy footsteps, different from the light footsteps of mass-produced mutes. Just looking at the movement of the blood fog that was swept away by the movement, it was roughly 10 to 12 meters long and there were many of them.”
‘Behemoth. ‘The supply offensive couldn’t stop the advance, so they brought out the elite.’
Likewise, after drinking the potion and spraying the buff, I stood up.
“I’m entering. “We move together as much as possible and do not take care of any stragglers.”
Quick resolution. Since they were all called heroes, there was no need to talk about them one by one as if teaching ordinary soldiers. It informs the operation’s goals and order of progress and leaves the rest to individual capabilities.
Phew!
As I jumped into the blood fog, I heard the sound of the warriors, who seemed to be hanging around without a thought, following behind me and jumping into the fog without making a single mistake.
Along with the rich scent of mute’s blood seeping into our skin, we heard the sound of heavy footsteps turning towards us. As long as you step into the blood fog, you are on their radar. The direction of the elite mutes must have been changed to protect the chamber maids.
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Oh right.
“Everyone from the separate unit? “I forgot to tell you one thing you should pay attention to.”
In an instant, he faced a muscular mass with two twisted horns that appeared from the blood fog and spoke loudly so that those following him could hear.
Wood-dud-duk-duk-duk!
“What is that…”
“…Saint? “Are you the Saint of Light?”
“Fuck, even the laymen of the religious order said their bodies were all swollen, so what is this…!”
The warriors with their weapons raised at the sight of the demonic beast revealing its face through the blood fog stopped on the back of another monster that suddenly appeared.
Wow!
Sigh!
So, a monster with a large white stigmata on its black back was stopping the Behemoth by grabbing its twisted horn with both hands.
“I prefer the black one. “I hope you are good at identifying your friends!”
『Guoooooooooooo-!!!!』
The warriors realized. Why did the Church of Gwangmyeong spread rumors about a saint they respected so much, but glossed over his fighting skills? Why did the news of victory ring everywhere he went?
“…Is there something like that in our Bountiful Church? “Something like a secretly raised super saint?”
“There won’t be any. “I don’t know if it’s a pumpkin that size.”
The warriors of the Church of Abundance, Cullen and Demitris, could only stare in blank admiration at the scene that unfolded before their eyes.
It was not a monster, but a saint, who wrapped his thick arms around the Behemoth’s neck and ‘lifted’ it up.
Without the 6th rank magic barrier, the head of that quadrupedal monster that would shatter a castle gate with a single blow was held against its side and lifted with only the strength of its back. If you look from the outside, you will probably only see the back feet of the Behemoth struggling over the foggy area.
Wow!
『Goooooooooooo!!』
The lifted head of the Behemoth, starting with its two sharp horns, was smashed into the ground.
Seogeng-!
It was cut into two pieces as it fell into the ground with a clean breaking sound.
Arulis, the great warrior of Da-Karja, brushed off his plate-shaped greatsword and approached the professor, who relaxed his shoulders.
“Da-Karja of Courage is pleased with your prayers.”
Calm expression as usual. Open eyes and a quiet voice.
The professor, looking at the neatly cut Behemoth, grumbled at the sound of heavy footsteps coming from beyond the crack.
“We’re both busy, so let’s skip the warming up process. “Even if a guy like that breaks through a place crowded with ants, I wonder if he’ll get the main dish.”
….smirk.
“is it.”
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Hijjuuuuuuk!
“Such gaaaaaaa!!!!”
Quaaaang!
Tuhwaaagh!
“That’s good!”
At that moment, divine power exploded from Aulis’ body as she plunged the large sword into the ground. The muscles of his entire body were swollen to the point of bursting, his blood vessels were pulled, and drool was dripping from his mouth under his messy hair and bloodshot eyes.
The Saint of Courage grabbed the handle of the large sword deeply embedded in the ground and leaned forward as if he was going to fall, drawing up his strength.
“By pounding and training!!!”
Quack!
“That’s my prayer!!!!”
-Paaaaang!
The ground exploded, unable to withstand the massive force, and the sword swung as it was liberated from the compressed power.
As soon as the sword, which resembled a large iron plate, drew a silver semicircle, the sound of footsteps approaching from in front became quiet.
thud. thud. thud.
The sound of what is assumed to be a neck falling is only heard three times.
“Oooooh! Latura Latura- Dekaaaaa!!! God my battle! Please accept my prayers!!!! “What a great battlefield, what great enemies to kill!”
Boom boom boom boom!
Ayulis collapsed on the spot with tears in her eyes, bowed to the point where the ground shattered, and ran forward, screaming something unintelligible. Soon, the sound of something breaking and exploding began to be heard beyond the blood fog, and a similar explosion began to echo from the monster saint who ran after him.
“….”
“….”
“….It is clear that we have entered a mythical moment.”
The heroes, who were momentarily dazed, quickly came to their senses and ran after them.
“We can deal with just the chaff… but if we meet the ‘white guy’, they will need support too.”
“There is no need to demand fairness from the monster that ate dozens of heroes over the course of three months. Catch up! Let’s join in!”
Following the two saints who broke through, the warriors increased their speed. After a while, the sounds of explosions and slicing were mixed with magic and the noise of various weapons.
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