Chapter :-32 Massacre (Part-2)

The night was young, howls and screams sounded throughout the town, during the attack of the demons the civilians were moved to the Town-hall.

A shaby ,old building made of brick. Once upon a time, its shine was comparable to the sun but now it had withered to such a degree that even a dull blade wasn't as dull as the old building.

But whatever it may be, the building still stood tall ,proudly in the center of the town. Even after being attacked by the demons, it still was easily the strongest building after the old castle.

The castle of build by the great-grand father of the current ruler. At that time, the landscape wasn't enough even so the castle could only be built at the east corner of the town.

But since it was build on the opposite side to the [Impassable-Mountain], demons didn't reach it thus it's condition was much better than the other old buildings in the town.

Roland walked towards the castle gate, two young soldiers ,the [Dusk-armor] shone in the night were stationed there since the separable manpower was stationed at the walls, thus leaving the castle less guarded.

Though that wasn't a problem since the tower was protected by three extraordinary witches.

[A/N:-The extraordinary term that I am using is different from the novel. In the novel it defined a particular type of witches but in this fanfic it is more of a power level.]

Hearing the sound of footsteps the two knights turned back, they were on high alert since the manpower of the castle had been lowered significantly.

But after turning back, their grip on the [Flintlock] loosened visibly, as the person standing there was His Highness, Roland the fourth prince of the kingdom of graycastle.

They saluted Roland according to the training that he make them went though before they were admitted in the army.

"His Highness, please return inside the castle. It is not wise to go outside ,the soldiers guarding the castle have been stationed over the wall at your command, leaving the castle less protected so please return." he said while staying alert of his surroundings.

Hearing his words Roland smiled, 'The castle is protected by three extraordinary witches while I am capable enough to protect myself.' he thought.

"I want you both to escort me to the wall, as the supreme commander of the army I must accompany my soldiers..." said Roland as he sensed Nightingale's presence beside him.

"But His Highness..." he couldn't continue since Roland cut him off ,saying "It's an order soldier...!!!!!"

Hearing the words, he immediately stopped hesitating and said escorting Roland towards the wall.

Clank... Clank.....

The sound of the metal echoed in the night since the plates of the [Dusk-armor] collided with each other. A barely audible voice enters Rolands right ear.

"I shall protect you as a bodyguard..." the words earned a smile from Roland who thought of the world Kite said to him before he left the castle.

[Flashback]

"I won't order those three to follow you outside since that Nightingale would probably protect you...after all not everyday ,a person willing to help witches appears. She wouldn't allow harm to descend upon you."

"Sure.....but her instincts are troublesome, she is cautious of me, not in a bad way but she thinks I am not just a weak ,helpless prince." this news always managed to cause a frown to appear on Roland's face.

As a former [Faceless] and currently a [Clown] ,he was very confident in concealing his truth self but Nightingale was actually able to escape from this net that he always tried to cast on her.

"She is right, and she knows it that's why when given a choice, she would not choose to work under you. Truly a gem, I didn't expect much from the witches but she sure is resourceful." said Kite as he thought about Nightingale's peculiar ability.

"Well as long as she join our faction, it wouldn't matter who she is working under....." replied Roland as he left though the door.

[Flashback ends]

Roland along with Nightingale and the two soldiers soon enough reached the tall walls were many soldiers turned to face Roland after bowing to show their gratitude and respect.

Roland took a deep breath before walking towards the center of the camp, his hair swayed in the wind, body emitted a strange confidence which seemed to contain an unstoppable momentum.

He turned towards the many soldier waiting for his word, he was happy and felt accomplished after seeing the perfect discipline that the army displaced.

The many squads over the wall continued to shot while their ears perked up so that they could hear his words.

"[Not everything that is faced can be changed, But nothing can be changed until it is faced.]"

"We know that whatever we do, these filthy creatures would again return next year, again when the snow falls, again when the night freezes ,again when fear occupies the mind, again when we sleep sleepless nights, again when we prepare ourselves for the worst."

"These bloodthirsty creatures wouldn't stop, not until that mountain remains but does that mean we would give up????.....I ask you, are you willing to give up the chance to kill their kind."

"We know that once again these creatures will haunt our nights but we also know that it wouldn't be like that forever. Last year we couldn't even protect our children, but now....the murderers lay on the ground...dead, unmoving, bleeding, cold, unbreathing."

"Not a single one died till now, sure the attack has just begun but will we let that haunt us...No....we will fight on and preserve through."

"Would I sit in my castle only to see my men die, or would I be there, watching the creatures die under the massacre of my army, not from my castle but from the battlefield."

"Go my soldiers....,kill them as they killed our breathen, butcher them, quench your anger and hate with their blood. For the people, For our children...!!!!!!" Roland practically roared the last words as his soldiers watched him with bloodshot eyes.

"For the people, For his highness.....!!!!!!"

"For the people, For his highness.....!!!!!!"

"For the people, For his highness.....!!!!!!"

"For the people....." roared echoed throughout the town as the soldiers became more offensive in their approach, the pain and hate fueled them to massacre the incoming abominations.

Sure they too got injured by the ranged beasts but with Nana's treatment, the soldier's morale went off the roof.

This not only helped Roland build his image inside the hearts of the soldiers, his army but also helped in changing the image of witches through Nana who was titled as [The Little Angel] by the soldiers.