472

Episode 472: If I say I will do it, I can do it. (2)

BAM! BUZZ! KWAAAAHHH!

A great number of fire, ice, and lightning struck the place where Giselle was. The Delphian soldiers who were rushing at him were also hit by the magic.

"Eww!"

"Save me!"

"It's magic! Get out!"

The soldiers did not know where the magic was cast. They were so shocked by the sudden attack that they could not tell whether it was their own army or the enemy.

The magic was effective. The soldiers who had clung to Giselle were all killed, their bodies bursting or torn apart, and the soldiers who were running towards her were no exception.

This is because even though the magic had the smallest range possible, its destructive power was enormous.

It was so strong that even the Fenris Mobile Force, which was slaughtering the Delphine Army, stopped for a moment.

Pfft!

A black shadow emerged from the blazing flames and smoke, shouting.

"Don't stop!"

"Wow!"

The Fenris Mobile Force continued its attack with a loud shout.

As expected, it's Yeongju. He's unharmed even after such a powerful attack. I feel sorry for hesitating for a moment.

Unlike the cheers of the Fenris Mobile Force, the Delphine Army's magicians muttered with pale faces.

"What, what kind of monster is this… … ."

The wizards poured all their magic power into it. Even a superhuman would be reduced to a rag if hit by this much magic.

But Jiselle was approaching with a black aura rippling around her as if she had not been hit at all.

Rather, they were running faster as the soldiers surrounding them disappeared.

"Hey, stop him! Kill him somehow!"

At Count Pogren's words, the wizards drew up their magic power again. They scraped the remaining magic power to the limit.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwak!

A pillar of fire shoots up from the ground. The earth crumbles. Lightning strikes down from the sky in countless numbers, and ice surrounds the surrounding area.

Jiselle held the Black King's reins tightly.

I avoided everything I could avoid. What I couldn't avoid, I endured by gathering my energy.

Heeeeeeeeeing!

The Black King endured it together with Jiselle and became even more angry and raged.

Even though it was protected by the black aura, it couldn't avoid being hit. Nevertheless, it moved forward with a wild spirit. It was truly a horse that resembled its master.

Ugh!

Jiselle gritted her teeth. Indeed, the attacks unleashed by dozens of magicians were powerful.

Although it was hidden by the black aura, blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth. The pressure felt like it was going to crush his body due to the amplification of the dark.

Still, Jiselle smiled and moved forward.

You can fight by hitting and running away. But what the enemy needed now was overwhelming 'fear'.

Paaaaak!

In the midst of a hellish storm of magical power, Giselle rushed out with the Black King.

The expressions of those who saw it were filled with fear.

The black energy that was rippling violently seemed to be smiling.

The red light extending from both eyes looked like demonic flames.

Black devil.

There was nothing else to say.

"Lord, kill me."

Count Pogren was still repeating the same words. But questions were also rising in his mind.

how?

How on earth do I kill him?

Even if he was a superhuman, he would die if he got beaten up like that. Even if he didn't die, he would be badly injured and exhausted.

It was common sense that he couldn't stand there so proudly.

Everyone felt the same way as Count Pogren. That's why no one moved even when the order was given.

No matter how rigorously trained they were as elite soldiers, they could not withstand the fear that arose from their instincts.

And then, Giselle moved.

Paaaaang!

"Eww!"

First, we broke through the soldiers surrounding and guarding Count Pogren.

The soldiers blocking the way were routed without even daring to swing their spears once.

"Hey, stop it!"

Then the knights guarding Count Pogren swung their swords.

Despite being gripped by fear, they moved like knights. They poured out blue mana with all their might towards the black demon that was approaching them.

But there was no real will behind that sword. It was just a struggle crushed by fear.

The techniques he had trained for so long were nowhere to be found, and his swordsmanship was no different from that of the city thugs.

Kwaaaaaaaang!

"Kwaaah!"

The knights died in vain without being able to properly demonstrate their abilities.

Boom! Boom!

With each swing of Giselle's spear, enemies were swept away like dandelions.

Who would have thought that these were the strongest elite soldiers in the kingdom? They were no different from scarecrows standing still.

The wizards, who had used up most of their magical power, stood there blankly, unable to do anything. They simply stared at Giselle, who was approaching them with eyes filled with fear.

They were weaker-willed than the knights and had already given up.

It was just as Giselle had intended. So many wizards ended up being tied down to just one person, Giselle.

"Lord, kill me… … Quickly… … ."

Count Pogren couldn't even think of running away from the power that surpassed common sense. He just stood there blankly, watching his allies who had blocked his path fall.

Heeeeeeeeeeeing!

"Get out of the way!"

Everyone retreated without realizing it at the thunderous shout of Giselle. They had lost their will to fight.

Doo doo doo doo doo!

The Black King ran down the path between the Delphine army. Count Pogren was just staring blankly at the approaching Giselle.

grasp!

Jiselle's spear swung lightly and passed Count Pogren.

Kuung!

The corpse, with only the body remaining, fell from the horse.

Those around them remained silent and could not take any action.

It was a stark contrast to the soldiers still fighting, screaming, on the outskirts.

Slowly, slowly.

Giselle leisurely turned her horse's head and approached, lifting Count Pogren's head up with her spear.

Now is the time to declare victory.

Jiselle, who was about to shout loudly, stopped.

"What was his name?"

I didn't get proper information because I was in a hurry. The face looked familiar, but I felt like I had seen it briefly in my past life, but I couldn't remember the name.

Jiselle asked the soldier who was trembling with his weapon next to him.

"hey."

"yes yes?"

"Who was your commander?"

"Four, this is Count Pogren."

"Yeah. Now I remember."

Jiselle laughed and shouted loudly.

"Count Pogren is dead!"

A mana-filled shout spread across the battlefield. The Fenris Mobile Force who heard it also shouted the same.

"Count Pogren is dead!"

"Lay down your weapons and surrender!"

"If you surrender, I will spare your life!"

The soldiers who had been suddenly ambushed and pushed back without thinking raised their heads. They were trying to confirm whether the news that their commander had died was true.

Their gaze turned towards the command post.

The soldiers threw down their weapons and lay prostrate on the ground.

If there was a chance, the mood on the battlefield would change in an instant. Since they were being massacred anyway, their morale was low. The Delphian soldiers threw down their weapons without exception.

The wizards also fell to the ground. They were more individualistic than anyone else and had no hesitation in surrendering.

Only a few knights fought bravely until the end, but they all lost their lives at the hands of the Fenris Mobile Force.

A knight guarding Count Pogren asked.

"What are you going to do if we… … surrender?"

Jiselle answered with an expression that said, "Why are you asking such an obvious question?"

"You will all be re-incorporated into the Royal Army. We will have to fight the Duke again, but isn't it better than dying here now?"

"Does that make sense?"

Now, the Duke was not only an enemy of the Kingdom of Rutania, but also of the entire continent. Because the Salvation Church was involved, the four major religious orders were involved in the war.

Anyone associated with the Duke was also branded a heretic. The sect would kill them all for the sake of their authority.

So, the knights and soldiers of the Delphine army had no choice but to fight with the determination to die. Naturally, they thought that their opponent would not forgive them.

But Jiselle answered nonchalantly.

"If I say so, everything will be done."

"… … ."

"Isn't it beneficial to reduce the number of troops on the Duke's side and increase the number of troops on our side? We just have to kill the higher-ups."

"… … ."

It was a truly groundbreaking statement. It meant that he would ignore the opposition of other nobles and the religious community.

He was a man who would do anything to win.

Jiselle, who had released the black aura, smiled and said.

"What are you doing? If you're going to attack, attack quickly. If you're going to surrender, do it properly."

The knight looked around with tired eyes.

Those who had been struggling were already dead. Most of the soldiers had thrown down their weapons and were lying face down.

It was a complete defeat. I never imagined that such a battle would be possible.

The knight looked at Giselle and said.

"You're amazing. You came here so quickly and surprised us."

"My strengths are pursuit, surprise attack, and annihilation."

There was no refutation. His skills were indeed as rumored.

The knight put down his sword and knelt.

If the Duke had not been involved with the Salvation Church, he would have fought for the Duke until the end.

But the Duke has already lost his justification. He has joined hands with the cult and killed countless innocent people.

After learning that the main culprit of the rift was the Salvation Church, the knights were already filled with a sense of disillusionment. Having lost their object of loyalty, they easily gave in to Jiselle's offer of surrender.

Jiselle, who had completely subdued her opponent, looked around.

"You survived quite a bit. Very good."

There were nearly 20,000 prisoners.

Perhaps because the attack was so lightning-quick, more people than expected survived.

Now they will join the royal army and lend their strength to fight against the Duke.

Jiselle smiled contentedly.

Actually, I was not feeling well because I overdid it a bit. I don't know how many times I swallowed the blood that was coming up my throat.

But I had to endure it. I had to show that this much was okay.

Because then everyone will be afraid of you.

Jiselle raised her spear high and shouted.

"We won again this time!"

"Wow!"

The Fenris Mobile Force also raised their weapons and shouted.

Although the forced march had left me in a very difficult condition, it was a declaration that washed away all my fatigue.

These are the people who have followed Jisel since the Mobile Force was first created. Their pride is no longer something that can be dismissed as mere fraud.

Beneath the banner of Fenris, the word defeat never existed.

That is why they have a will of steel that fears nothing.

They were the invincible army.

* * *

The fortress from which the royal forces led by Maurice had retreated after being defeated was filled with an eerie atmosphere.

Caw! Caw!

The area around the half-collapsed fortress was filled with corpses and crows.

Count Pogren, who succeeded in occupying the area, also rested for a while and then left it alone and advanced.

In a desolate space where no one was visible, someone appeared, leaning on a cane.

"Hehehehe… … ."

A hunched old woman with a kind smile.

It was the fortune teller that Morris used to take care of with great care.

The old woman looked around and muttered to herself.

"You punk, Maurice… … Stop believing in superstitions… … It's not that I'm not responsible, but… … Thanks to you, who treated me with respect, my life wasn't so bad."

The old woman, who had been laughing to herself as if she found something funny, muttered again.

"You're lucky, you survived thanks to that kid's timely arrival. I guess that's your fate too… … ."

Knock. Knock. Knock.

An old woman walking out of the fortress with a cane looked up at the northern sky.

The old woman suddenly stopped walking.

"Giselle Ferdium. You are truly amazing. You are truly amazing. You have made this Kingdom of Rutania the center of the battle and are leading the war as you wish."

The old woman continued to mutter to herself even though no one was listening.

"I never thought you would be able to carve out destiny to this extent. In a thousand years, there has never been a person like you. Even 'we' would not have expected it."

Indeed, the existence of Jiselle was like a storm. Even the Salvationists, who had been building up their strength and preparing for a long time, were helpless.

The poor heir of the count, who had been a weak and insignificant being, was now approaching a being that no one could approach.

"That must also be thanks to your efforts and abilities. I cannot help but admire your passion for continuous improvement and your unwavering sense of responsibility."

The old woman, who had been thinking about something again, smiled brightly.

"Erenes will meet you first. That means you are getting closer to the center of this war. The child who arrived this time will also meet you."

The old woman's body began to gradually turn into light and disperse.

A vague shape appeared in the spreading particles of light. It was the shape of a woman with huge wings.

Although her appearance was not clearly visible because she was made of light, the majesty radiating from her was enough to crush the world.

A faint voice rang out again in the light.

"Giselle, I hope that kid helps… … . 'We' are no longer… … ."

The woman's last words were scattered into the air.

As if her figure made of light had disappeared in a flurry.