481

Episode 481 It'll be a little easier for a while. (2)

Dagger, dagger, dagger.

The Black King walked forward with leisurely steps. The expression on Giselle's face as she rode on top was no different.

It had to be that way. Even though their numbers were twice as large, Fenris's army was more than capable of handling it.

And those who follow Giselle.

Erenes, Parniel, Belinda, and Gillian were all powerful warriors who had reached superhuman levels, and Kaor was also a top-tier knight.

This is an army with as many as five superhumans, including Jiselle. With such a force, there was no way the exhausted and demoralized 5th Corps could be afraid.

Kaorman, who found out that Gillian had become a superhuman this time, had a very gloomy expression.

'Damn... I wanted to get over the wall before inspiration.'

Even though it was blocked up, it was really blocked up. It was also a problem that I was a little lazy in my training. In times like this, it was better to just fight with my life on the line.

Purruk.

The Black King grumbled roughly. He was expecting that it was time to rampage again.

"Hmm, I guess I don't really need to think today."

Jiselle smiled and slung the spear over her shoulder. The attack power was overwhelming compared to the opponent. Strategy and tactics were meaningless.

But Count Candore has not completely given up yet.

"Everyone, wake up! There are twice as many of us as there are of them! No matter how strong Earl Fenris is! Don't we have superhumans on our side too!"

Those words brought the commanders and staff to their senses.

I was intimidated by the Earl of Fenris's reputation and ridiculous mobility.

But if you think about it, it wasn't like they were noticeably lacking in strength.

Although they are tired, this is also a great elite unit. This unit has won successive battles against the royal army and the allied forces.

Although their individual skills may be inferior to those of the infamous Fenris Army, their numbers are twice as many.

The staff nodded.

"If the priest of the Salvation Church can just capture Earl Fenris… … Our soldiers are numerous, so we can definitely do it."

"Yes. We have no choice but to fight anyway. There's no point in being scared."

"It is fortunate for us that the Earl of Fenris came for a head-on confrontation rather than a surprise attack, which is his specialty."

Everyone was burning with enthusiasm with similar thoughts.

In fact, avoiding is the best option, but can you just die if you can't avoid it?

They had no choice anyway. They had no choice but to fight to the death and win.

The commanders of the Delphian army spread this information everywhere, with the intention of somehow raising morale.

"Yeah, after all, Earl Fenris is human too, right?"

"If you get stabbed by a spear, you're dead anyway."

"We've never lost before, right?"

"There's no need to be scared without even trying!"

The Delphine army's morale began to rise. No one had any intention of just dying. As expected, they were elite soldiers.

Count Kandore also felt his will to fight rekindled as he saw those soldiers.

"Earl Fenris, you arrogant brat. You've won a few times and now you're really arrogant. You dare challenge me to a head-on fight? And not with the entire Northern Army, but with just a few units?"

When I think about it, it was quite a blow to my pride. Even before Giselle was born, I was a lord and a commander of the army.

I was determined to crush it this time, even if it meant making a huge sacrifice.

He avoided the full force of the Northern Army because it was burdensome, not because he was afraid of the Earl of Fenris.

Count Candore repeated this several times to calm his mind.

"Your Majesty, you must capture Earl Fenris. I will sweep away the rest."

"Okay, don't worry. I'll make sure to pop that damn bubble today."

The one who answered with an arrogant expression was the judge of the Salvation Church, Gribaile.

He had always looked down on Giselle. The first person to die to Giselle, Raviere, was a theologian, and the others were no different.

But Greveil was a little different from other priests. He liked to use his body from a young age, so he learned various fighting techniques.

To be honest, I wanted to be an executor like Aiden, but I ended up becoming a judge because my powers were so good.

"Actually, I didn't like the idea of retreating because I was scared of that guy. I think it's a good thing that we ended up fighting like this."

Count Candore frowned at the arrogant words of Greveil.

Even leaving aside the Earl of Fenris, the Northern Army is a massive force of 80,000 men. And there is an army of 25,000 men led by Maurice.

In front, 20,000 troops of the Royal Army and the Allied Forces were forming a defensive line, and behind, Leipold's army was threatening the supply route.

How could he say something like that when he was surrounded on all sides? He really was a man without any vision other than strength.

"Well, it's not just because of that. The difference in forces is quite large."

Although it was unpleasant, Count Candore gave it a vague answer. There was no need to engage in a war of nerves with his own side before an important battle.

As the 5th Legion finished preparing, the Fenris Army approached.

Count Candore shouted in a determined voice.

"Coming! Everyone, get ready!"

Clank! Clank! Clank!

The Delphian army's ranks gritted their teeth and held out their shields and spears.

The strength of the Fenris cavalry was renowned. It took all one's might to stop their powerful charges.

Jiselle, who was slowly approaching, smiled subtly at the sight.

"Hmm… … . Yeah, that's right."

I don't like killing enemies who are so discouraged that they don't even have the strength to fight back.

If you burn with such determination, won't the fire in your heart also burn brightly?

"Let's go. If we just push those guys away, it'll be a little easier for a while."

Dagudak, dagudak, doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo!

The Black King, who had been walking slowly, gradually picked up speed and now began to run like a whirlwind.

At the same time, Jiselle's entourage and the Fenris Mobile Force also increased their speed.

Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo!

The Delphine army gritted their teeth as they faced the fierce Fenris army head-on. They just had to somehow endure the initial assault.

The wizards also raised their magical powers. They planned to attack in one breath from the most effective distance.

And then Greveil ran towards Giselle, who was running ahead.

Paaaaang!

He shouted loudly as he was shot out at incredible speed.

"You come hang out with me! Earl of Fenris!"

Greveil waved his hand, drawing energy from his body. He was planning to cut off the horse's neck first.

Pfft!

"uh?"

Greaveil's attack split the air, as the Black King leapt high and leaped over him.

"What a funny guy."

Giselle left those words behind and ran forward again.

Greveil turned around and shouted in an angry voice.

"Hey, where are you running off to!"

Even though Greveil shouted, Giselle didn't respond. She was just busy charging towards the enemy lines.

Greveil's face turned red. How dare you ignore me like this!

When he tried to chase after her, drawing more energy.

Ddddddd!

Vines grew from the ground and caught Greveil's ankles.

Erenes passed by him with an indifferent expression.

"What is this!"

When Greveil tried to cut the vines that were holding his ankles.

Paaak!

Suddenly, dozens of daggers surrounded him.

"what...."

Each dagger floating in the air had an aura blade attached to it. The moment Grebeil was dumbfounded by the ridiculous technique, the daggers began to move.

Kagagagagagagak!

"Kwaaah!"

The daggers moved like light, slicing through Greaveil's body.

He didn't know how to defend against the attacks that filled the space. He just had to gather all his energy and endure it.

While Greveil was fighting with the daggers, Belinda just ignored him and passed by.

Phew!

"Eww! You guys!"

Greaveil, whose body was torn and covered in blood, gathered all his energy and barely managed to strike down the daggers one by one.

A black aura rippled around the wound. The wound would heal quickly. Isn't this resilience the reason they are so powerful?

But the attack didn't end there.

I came to my senses and tried to fight, but this time a huge mace appeared in front of me.

"omg!"

Kwaaaaang!

He barely managed to raise his arm to block it, but Greveil realized something was wrong.

Ugh!

The arm that had been blocking the mace was crushed, and the leg that had been pressing against the ground was broken.

Greveil collapsed without realizing it, struck by an unimaginable and overwhelming force.

Parniel glanced at him, but ignored him and ran away.

"Ugh… … . What the! What are these guys!"

I was ignored by the Earl of Fenris and was beaten by those who passed by without even being able to put up a fight.

How many superhumans are there in this group?

"These, these guys… … I won't leave them alone."

Unlike other priests, Gribael, who was confident in battle, felt deeply humiliated by this situation.

When you grit your teeth and try to get up and get revenge.

Doo doo doo doo doo doo!

A middle-aged man with white hair appeared riding a horse.

The foregoing did not know who they were, but the author was able to recognize them by their distinctive features.

"White hair? Gillian?"

Contrary to the information that he was a top-class knight, the giant axe he was holding had a clear aura blade attached to it.

A startled Greveil tried to get up by sending energy to his legs. However, his wounds did not heal as quickly as he had expected.

"Poetry, was it divine power!"

Parniel's divine power remained within his body and was hindering his recovery.

"Kyaaaaah! How dare these guys!"

Greveil somehow managed to explode his energy and cover himself with divine power. He tried to move his body by covering the broken parts with that energy.

But Gillian was faster than him.

Gillian, who was riding a horse, lowered his stance to one side and swung his axe with lightning speed.

Kwajijijik!

"Ugh… … ."

A harsh sound like a plate being crushed rang out. Unable to withstand the axe swing of Gillian, Greveil's neck was eventually torn off.

It was true that he had superior combat skills than other priests, but he only seemed to stand out in comparison because the other priests were so unskilled.

To those who have experienced countless battles, Greveil was just a strong kid.

Greveil was beaten to death in an absurd manner for the crime of not being able to objectify himself.

Gillian, who had cut off Greveil's head, continued forward without paying any attention.

Kaor, who was following along last, had nothing to do.

"Tch!"

So he just spat as he passed by. Now, he couldn't see the Delphine Army or the Gribael.

"… … ."

Kaor looked at Gillian's back with a resentful expression.

'If I don't have inspiration… … I'm not the best… … .'

I can't be first without Gillian.

I was so angry. I didn't think Belinda and Gillian would get over the wall so quickly.

I felt anxious again because I felt like I was the only one being left behind. It seems like this nature is inevitable.

'Just wait and see. I'll overcome it all someday!'

Kaor gritted his teeth and rode his horse hard. He could release his anger by destroying the Delphian army.

Doo doo doo doo doo doo!

The Fenris Mobile Force that was running behind all laughed.

I just happened to pass by and hit him once, and that scary priest of the Salvation Church just died.

Did this kingdom ever have such a strong army? No, at least not on the surface.

They truly are the strongest army in the kingdom.

The enemies were getting closer. Lucas, leading the mobile force from the front, shouted loudly.

"Geochang!"

Clank! Clank! Clank!

At Lucas' shout, the knights and mobile troops held their spears firmly against their armpits.

This time it was Paladin Gordon who roared loudly.

"Let's go!"

"Wow!"

The Fenris Mobile Force also cheered at his shout.

Their shouts echoed loudly throughout the battlefield.

It was a sound that seemed like it could sweep away any enemy in an instant. It was a roar that seemed like it could bring any enemy to their knees.

Doo doo doo doo doo doo!

The faces of the Delphine soldiers turned pale as they saw the approaching Jiselle and Fenris Mobile Forces.

I definitely started off confident. I thought I could do it.

But that was their mistake.

A priest of the Salvation Church, known as a superman, was beaten to death without even being able to fight properly.

They weren't stupid, so they knew full well what was going on.

It means that all those who passed by and attacked Greaveil were superhumans.

I'm not sure who spat.

Doo doo doo doo doo!

They are getting closer and closer. The Delphian soldiers' lips trembled.

"This, this is the strongest army in the North… … ."

"How do you win that?"

"We can't win. We're all going to die."

Everyone was scared before they even faced each other.

Look at that fierce momentum. I could feel the ferocity of it, as if it would sweep everything away in one breath.

And only then did they realize it.

Who created this powerful army?

"Giselle Ferdium."

It was someone's muttering, but it spread like an epidemic.

A name that sticks in your ears.

The one who single-handedly swept away the four legions of Delphine, who had been winning battle after battle against the royal army.

Doo doo doo doo doo doo!

He was running at the very front of the army, his red eyes shining and his grin fierce.

The Delphian army, which had been in a defensive formation, knew the result even before the fight began.

That they could never beat the author.

and.

Heeeeeeeeeing!

With the rough neighing of a horse.

Finally, he jumped in front of them.