479

Episode 479 My World is Completed (4)

"Ugh… … ."

Count Palgau came to his senses with a searing pain piercing through his chest.

But what if you come to your senses? The battle is already over.

The friendly forces were being annihilated at a rapid pace. It was doubtful whether this was really a large army of 50,000 people.

To be defeated like this by an enemy whose numbers were only half theirs.

The presence of an unknown spirit master was significant. Too many wizards were tied up for too long.

But even taking that into account, the level of power was equal. The reason they collapsed so unilaterally was because they were completely caught off guard by surprise.

"Earl Fenris… … . Northern Army… … ."

The Duke and the Salvation Church have a truly absurd enemy as their enemy.

This won't do. This isn't an enemy we can fight while being divided like this. We should have gathered our forces quickly.

"Even though I am defeated here, it is not the end yet… … ."

Earl Fenris doesn't know. They are just… … .

Phew!

Before Count Palgau could even finish his thoughts, Giselle came at him like lightning and decapitated him.

Kuung!

"Phew… … . That was close."

Jiselle exhaled deeply. If she had been even a little late in coming with Maurice, the fortress would have been in danger.

Through Dark, I was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief after confirming that Gillian was alive.

The opponents aren't stupid either. They were struggling to find the best strategy for the situation.

Jiselle spoke to the knights around her.

"It's over. Clear the battlefield."

With Count Palgau's head cut off, the battle was virtually over. The Delphian army was busy running away, and no one was seen rushing forward.

"Surrender!"

"Drop your weapons and lie down!"

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

As the Fenris Army shouted in various places, more and more people surrendered rather than ran away.

Erenes had already released the spirits when his cavalry charge was successful.

As the offensive slowed down, the surrender of the Delphian army came more quickly.

The attacks were so fierce that less than 10,000 people survived.

These too will be incorporated into the royal army and become new forces.

Jiselle left the battlefield cleanup to those around her and went straight into the fortress.

"Gillian."

"My lord… … ."

A bloody Gillian approached, supported by Arel. Erenes had treated some of his wounds with the water spirit and administered some potions, but his physical condition was still not normal.

Because my mana was depleted and the black energy still remained, preventing my wounds from healing.

It's okay as long as you're alive. You'll be fine after a few days of rest.

Jiselle looked at Gillian and smiled.

"I finally got over the wall. I knew I would get over it if I had the chance."

"Thanks to you, my lord… and… Lady Erenes."

It's all thanks to Giselle that I have the skills I have now. But this time, it was Erenes who gave me the opportunity.

Because she recognized Gillian's potential and gave her the chance to risk her life.

Giselle looked at Erenes, puzzled.

"Really? Did you give me any good advice?"

"No. I just thought it would be better to risk my life one more time. That's why I asked you to fight a superhuman."

"Oh, if I hadn't awakened, I would have died. Gillian is a precious talent."

Gillian laughed at Giselle's teasing. That sight always puts her mind at ease.

Erenes nodded.

"Yeah, I could have died. That's why I kept being careful. I wanted to intervene when there was danger."

It's easy to say, but if I had made a mistake in a split second, I would have died. Even if the opponent was half-human, a superhuman was still a superhuman.

Even though he had encouraged such a dangerous act, Erenes' face was very calm. Perhaps because he had lived a long life, he seemed to be unshaken by simple things.

Should we say that Claude and Alfoy are amazing for shaking up such a person with just words?

Dark flew in and sat on Giselle's shoulder and said.

"Gillian, you know I saved your life, right? You know you would have died if it weren't for me, right?"

"...okay."

Gillian snickered. Thanks to Dark's brave advance, he was able to avoid the vital point.

If my heart had been pierced at that moment when I crossed the wall, it would have been really dangerous.

"Wow!"

Suddenly hearing cheers, Jiselle looked out over the battlefield from the top of the fortress.

The entire Mobile Force was delighted with this victory. Although it was difficult due to the crazy movement speed, the sense of satisfaction in defeating the Delphine Army was greater.

Meanwhile, everyone cheered when they heard the news from the Fenris army in the fortress.

It was news that Gillian had just become a superhuman.

Superhumans are beings who can change the course of war. Such beings are increasing in number in the Northern Army.

At this point, there will be no place where a single force can stand against the Northern Army. The Duke will have no choice but to unite the superhumans.

Jiselle smiled as she watched Gillian being carried away after collapsing.

"Good, Gillian is already over the wall."

There are still many strong fighters left in the enemy forces.

The Kingdom's First Sword Count Kaien Balzac, the 7th Circle Magician Ilois, and Aiden, one of the 7 great powers of the continent, as well as the high-ranking priests of the Salvation Church.

To deal with them, we also needed more superhumans. So Gillian's awakening was bound to be welcome.

As always, Gillian has been my best fighter and a colleague I can trust and rely on ever since I first met him.

"Should I take back the axe I gave to Elena… … ."

Now that he's become a superhuman, that axe would be a good fit for Gillian to wield. Although Gillian is skilled at using all weapons to a mastery level, he enjoys using the axe the most.

"Ha, but it's a bit weird to ask for something back that's already been given to me. What if I tell her I can't give it back because I've grown attached to it?"

Giselle was worried that Elena would be disappointed and that she would not like it.

* * *

Slowly, slowly.

Rattle, rattle, rattle.

A long line of wagons was heading towards the Kingdom of Rutania.

It was a procession of merchants who traveled between several cities to trade.

Although the entire continent is in chaos due to war and rifts, that doesn't mean people are just fighting.

Some people still farm, some people still make things.

And someone had to go around selling it.

Because we all have to eat to live.

One thing that has changed is that the world has become so chaotic that there are now so many thieves running wild.

So the upper class also hired mercenaries. It would not be an exaggeration to say that the 'Fenris Mercenary Group' had grown so large that it had unified the mercenary community across the continent.

It wasn't hard to hire them, since there was a branch of the Fenris Mercenary Corps in most cities.

There were currently about 50 mercenaries guarding the top, and the mercenary captain leading them was a veteran with considerable experience.

The mercenary captain spoke to the commander.

"Once we get past here, the risk of attack will be lower."

"Hmm… … . Right now is the most dangerous time."

"Yes, because thieves appear here quite often."

At the mercenary captain's words, all the mercenaries looked around with nervous expressions.

These days, bandits are different from the weaker ones of the past. They gather together in large groups and many of them are former regular soldiers.

As the war continued, it became difficult for everyone to make a living, and the people became very poisonous. Among them, the more poisonous ones turned into thieves who killed people and stole their property.

Evil lords also played a part in accelerating the phenomenon.

Malice and hatred piled up, causing thieves to run rampant throughout the world.

Looking at the tense mercenaries, the leader smiled and tried to lighten the mood.

"But this time, since the 'wizard' is with us, isn't it okay?"

"Ah… … a wizard."

At those words, everyone's heads turned to the following carriage.

A young man was lying on a straw cart and looking up at the sky.

Something makes me happy, I hum a song and wiggle my legs.

The mercenary captain clicked his tongue and looked at me with a suspicious look.

"I don't know if he's a real wizard, but… … ."

The young man was wearing a black robe with gold embroidery.

People these days don't wear black robes very often because they might be mistaken for priests of the Salvation Church.

Honestly, if it hadn't been for the luxurious gold embroidery, I would have been arrested a long time ago.

His appearance did not exude the majesty of a wizard.

Even though he was young, his bright smile and messy hair made him look like a mischievous child.

He was not very big and was rather thin. He had the air of a scholar who studied a lot.

Because of that gentle impression, he didn't seem to have any malicious intent.

The mercenary captain shook his head.

"Even if he is a wizard, he must be a low-circle wizard."

To be honest, I felt awkward verifying it since he confidently said he was a wizard. If he really was a wizard, he could have gotten into a fight and suffered damage.

So everyone just kept glancing at him and left him alone.

As they continued to chatter like that, bandits came swarming in just as the mercenary captain had expected.

"Thieves! Prepare for battle!"

At the mercenary captain's shout, everyone became tense and raised their weapons.

In the past, it was possible to negotiate and avoid a crisis under the pretext that the lords might send a punitive force, but that was not the case these days.

The lords had no time to worry about the thieves being robbed, so they preferred to just kill them and take them.

"Hahahaha! You've got a lot to lose today! If you give it all up, I'll spare your life!"

The leader of the bandits, who looked fierce, shouted loudly. He was confident because there were about 100 of them. There was a trend of more applicants these days.

The mercenaries were very nervous because the number of bandits was greater than they had expected.

The Fenris Mercenary Corps had a very high reputation within the Kingdom of Rutania. This was due to the fame of Giselle, but also because there were many mercenaries with excellent skills.

However, in other kingdoms, things were a little different. Since they were forced to join the Fenris Mercenaries, there were more people with weak skills.

There weren't any knights here either. They were just ordinary mercenaries with the name Fenris Mercenaries.

This was the result of Jiselle indiscriminately absorbing mercenaries.

"Damn, there are too many."

The mercenary captain bit his lips several times. The number of opponents was almost twice theirs, so even if they won, the damage would be considerable.

Besides, there might be regular soldiers or knights mixed in there. I felt like I had to risk my life today.

The mercenary captain looked at the cart the young man was in and said.

"They're thieves. I think the wizard needs some help."

The young man got up, scratching his head, and said with a deep sigh.

"Oh, I don't use magic on normal people."

"… … What do you mean?"

"Well, I don't really like killing people."

The mercenary captain blinked several times before speaking. It seemed that there was no need to treat the wizard with courtesy any longer.

"… …They're not ordinary people, they're thieves. Shouldn't we do whatever it takes to help them? Otherwise, the damage will be great. You got it for free because you're a wizard."

At those words, the young man laughed, scratching the back of his head in embarrassment.

"Oh, I appreciate that… … . Oh, what magic should I use? There are so many that I don't know which one to use."

"… … Write anything that might be helpful."

"If you use anything, it'll be too strong."

'Is he crazy?'

Before the mercenary captain could say a word, the bandit leader shouted loudly.

"You don't seem to want to negotiate! Just kill them all!"

"Wow!"

The bandits came running, shouting loudly. In fact, both sides knew that the bandits would not negotiate or anything.

It's a proposal that has no other purpose than to intimidate the opponent.

The mercenary captain shouted, gripping his sword tightly.

"Stop it! Fight as close to your comrades as possible!"

The upper ranks and workers trembled as they entered the mercenary formation. The young man was unknowingly placed under their protection.

Chaang! Chang! Chaang!

Mercenaries and bandits clashed. The mercenaries were holding their ground because their skills were slightly better, but they were outnumbered and would be pushed back if they continued to fight.

The chieftain held the young man and cried.

"Oh my, wizard, please help us! If we continue like this, all the mercenaries will die and we will all die too!"

"Oh, oh? That, that's right? Yeah! I need your help!"

The young man was confused. There were so many thoughts running through his head that it was becoming complicated.

So I picked up a stone on the ground and threw it.

Bam!

"Keep going!"

A bandit who was fighting the mercenaries fell with his forehead broken.

"oh."

The young man thought this method was somewhat acceptable.

From then on, an amazing sight unfolded.

Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark!

The stones flew towards the thieves at incredible speed. The young man picked up the stones and threw them with a look of amusement on his face.

It was better because the mercenaries were blocking the bandits, so there was no need to be attacked.

"What, what. What is it!"

The leader was surprised when the bandits fell indiscriminately from the stone throwing. The bandits who had their foreheads broken by the stones were easily killed by the mercenaries.

There was no way there would be a fight since everyone would fall down as soon as they got hit.

"Two, just wait and see! I'll bring more kids! Hey, wait here!"

Eventually, the leader of the bandits who was left alone quickly turned around and started to run away.

"Run away!"

"Catch him!"

"You can't miss that guy!"

If there were more subordinates, it would be tiring. Maybe they could even bring other bandits from nearby.

However, the leader, who had been a bit distant from the beginning, ran away on purpose, so catching up was impossible.

The mercenary captain turned to the young man and shouted.

"Magic! Catch that guy with magic! He's running away!"

"Oh, right? I have to catch it."

The young man nodded, picked up the stone again, and quickly threw it.

Wheaaaaaaaaa!

Boom!

"Kkung!"

The stone flew at a tremendous speed and hit the back of the leader's head. The leader's head was broken and he fell down.

The mercenaries who followed caught the leader who was still breathing and dragged him in. This is because if you capture a guy like this, you can get a bounty.

When the battle was over, everyone looked at the young man with dumbfounded faces.

The stone throwing was amazing. Even though they protected themselves, it was still not an easy task.

The mercenary captain asked, stammering.

"Is that magic? Are you really a wizard?"

The young man, who had been glancing at the people's faces, brushed back his hair and answered with an extremely shameless expression.

"Oh, don't you know? This is a spell called 'Magic Missile.'"

"… … ."

Magic Missile is a 1-circle spell that shoots out a mass of magical power. It is definitely not a spell that throws rocks instead of magical power.

It's common sense that most people know, but no one argues against it.

That's because his stone-throwing skills were not ordinary.

The mercenary captain hesitated for a moment, then spoke with a solemn expression.

"I believe you. You are definitely a wizard."

It may not seem like much, but I didn't want to argue with that weird guy.

"Then, I'm a real wizard."

The young man smiled brightly, as if the misunderstanding had finally been resolved.

He was really confident in his magic. He was able to live his daily life very comfortably thanks to magic. To him, magic was as natural as breathing.

It's just that I hate using magic in front of people in a flashy way due to my personality.

Because it was a world full of prejudice and preconceptions about wizards.

The mercenary captain roughly cleaned up the surroundings and shouted loudly again.

"Okay, let's go!"

Rattling, rattling.

The cart moved and the young man lay down on it, humming again.

'The Earl of Fenris... ... I'd like to meet him sometime.'

The fame of Jisel fighting the Salvation Church was spreading throughout the continent. This was because Jisel fought so well against the Salvation Church.

'It'll be fun.'

I had a feeling that it would fit me well.

The young man smiled faintly with rising anticipation.