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I loaded up my axe with a lot of mana. Even though I hit it exactly where I was aiming, the blade didn't dig in deeply.

Jiselle, who had lost her sense of humility, reached out and tried to tie Kustu's body with Mana's thread.

"Eww!"

Thud thud thud!

When Kustu felt something binding his body, he screamed and the restraints were released in an instant. It was more monstrous than he had thought.

"This… … is similar to Viktor? No, is the body even better?"

Victor was after the Northern First Sword. Although he was killed by Giselle in the Battle of Ferdium, his power was by no means insignificant.

Although Kustu's technique was far superior to Viktor's, his strength and toughness were superior to his.

He made up for his lack of skills with his incredible physical abilities.

"Die! Die!"

Meanwhile, Kustu, whose eyes had rolled back, was swinging his axe in all directions like a savage warrior. No matter how smart he was compared to other savages, he could not hide his true nature.

If the opponent had been someone else, he would have already died from the overwhelming strength and speed, but it was completely useless against Jiselle, whose swordsmanship had reached its peak.

Of course, Jiselle couldn't approach him rashly. If she got hit hard by that axe, her body would be torn apart in an instant.

Kwaaaaang! Kwaaaaang!

The ground was dug without stopping. Kustu's attacks were completely useless to Giselle, who was already lacking in skills and was even more excited.

"Eeeeek! Why! Why!"

Kustu thought he would have no rivals in this northern land. But his opponents were like loaches, evading everything.

I knew he was a monster since he started killing warriors indiscriminately, but when I faced him directly, it was even worse than I expected.

"Eww!"

Kustu screamed and swung his axe with all his might.

Just hit one, just one, and your opponent won't be able to find a bone to break.

Kwaaaaang!

Another full-force attack missed. Kustu's shoulders were wide open, leaving him vulnerable, because he had used too much force.

And Giselle, not missing the opportunity, threw down an axe and hung on behind, wrapping one arm around Kustu's neck.

If you don't die at once, it means you don't have enough power to attack. What if you don't have enough power?

"Then I just have to keep shooting until I die."

Jiselle chuckled and lifted the axe.

"this guy!"

Kustu tried to grab Giselle in anger, but Giselle's axe was moving faster towards his head.

Phew!

"Ugh!"

Kustu instinctively gathered all his mana and covered his head in excruciating pain.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Jisel also drew up mana and struck Kustu's head without mercy. However, Kustu's head did not break easily.

Even Jiselle was amazed at the sturdiness of the stone, which did not dig deeper than a certain depth. If a person were to get hit in the head with an axe to this extent, they would die normally.

"This guy is a total monster. Is he born with divine powers?"

There are some who are born with divine powers, and even without learning mana or training, they boast incredible physical abilities.

The density, firmness, and structure of the muscles and bones of such people are different from those of ordinary people.

No matter how I looked at it, Kustu seemed to have been born with a body similar to theirs.

So, Jiselle became puzzled.

'Why didn't this guy unite the tribe in his previous life? Someone else must have unified it.'

This monstrous creature would have been able to withstand the attacks of any number of warriors and sweep them away.

It is still the same now. If Custo had not stayed in the rear to spare his warriors, but had charged directly to the front, the defense line might have been breached already.

'He seems to be a surprisingly thoughtful and caring person. Or is it the pride of the chieftain?'

Giselle's thoughts were short-lived, for Kustu dropped his weapon and tried to grab him with both hands.

The warriors fighting beside him also took advantage of the opportunity to attack Jiselle.

"Tch!"

Giselle leapt from Kustu's body and killed the two approaching warriors with lightning speed.

Meanwhile, Kustu took up his weapon again and rushed at Giselle.

"Oh, this kid is so tough?"

Jiselle muttered as she dodged the attack. It seemed that normal attacks were not working.

Looking around, the number of warriors has been greatly reduced. The opportunity for victory has already been seized. Thanks to the perfect encirclement and surprise attack, our forces have suffered virtually no casualties.

"I just need to kill this guy quickly."

If this monster is installed, the damage to allies will inevitably increase.

Jiselle began to gather mana into her axe.

Jiiing!

The axe began to shake as a huge amount of mana poured in. Giselle continued to gather and compress mana while avoiding Kustu's attacks.

Since I was alone in the middle of the battlefield, I couldn't collect it for a long time like when I broke down the gate of Cavaldi Castle. However, thanks to my continuous training, I was able to collect it to some extent and use it.

Hurrah!

The red mana was gathered in one place and overflowing. Originally, in this state, I should have gathered more mana, compressed it, and refined it, but I didn't have the luxury of calmly concentrating.

Booooooo!

"Dieeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Kustu's huge axe rushed towards Giselle's body, which had paused for a moment to gather mana. As if this moment was his last chance, Kustu really put forth all his strength.

Jiselle held her axe with both hands and swung it hard towards the axe that was coming down as if it would cut through her body in one breath.

Kwaaaaaaaah!

With a tremendous explosion, Kustu's huge axe was shattered in an instant.

And at that sound, everyone fighting around them stopped moving.

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What they saw was Giselle swinging her axe at Kustu's head, belching red smoke.

Phew!

It had the power to shatter even a giant steel axe in one blow, but only half of the blade entered Kustu's head.

It was indeed a fearsome physical ability.

But no matter how strong a person is, he cannot survive if half of his head is chopped off by an axe.

Jiselle put down her axe and jumped to the ground.

"Ugh… … . This, this guy… … ."

Kustu tried to grab her, blood streaming from his forehead and eyes, but his trembling hands were unable to hold on to Giselle.

"You… … . You… … ."

The light in Kustu's eyes disappeared as he muttered the same words over and over again, and his body slowly fell to the ground.

Kuung!

The barbarians who were fighting from a distance were so busy fighting the knights and soldiers right in front of them that they didn't even notice that Kustu had fallen.

Giselle stood over Kustu's body and shouted loudly.

"The great chieftain Kustu is dead!"

The barbarian warriors opened their eyes wide in shock at the sound. Kustu was the strongest of all the warriors gathered here, and was one of the greatest warriors in the entire North.

"Kustuga… … is dead?"

"We gathered like this and still lost… … ."

"Someone like Ferdium… … ."

The warriors lost the last bit of their fighting spirit.

Some warriors showed their fighting spirit and struggled until the end, but it was just a meaningless gesture.

They were already surrounded and many warriors had fallen. And they are still falling.

Crunch! Crunch!

"Eww!"

Kwah! Kwah!

All that could be heard around them were the sounds of weapons being swung, bodies falling, and the screams of warriors.

Kwah! Kwah!

Kuung… … .

At one point, the battlefield became quiet. Only the heavy breathing of the survivors could be heard.

Landslide victory.

Not a single one of the savages escaped alive.

"It's finally over… … ."

One of the knights muttered. As if that was a signal, they all took off their helmets one by one and put down their weapons.

The inside of the siege was like a lake, overflowing with blood, but no one cared.

dump.

Skoban just lay down in the blood, too tired to even stand up.

After catching his breath for a while, he suddenly burst into laughter.

'How can this be?'

To annihilate a coalition of thousands of barbarians so overwhelmingly, and with less than half the enemy's forces.

Has anything like this ever happened in Ferdium? No. At least not since he became a knight.

He always defended the fortress, chasing down and killing only the few raiders who attempted to bypass it.

Never before has there been such an open confrontation in the field and such a great victory.

It felt refreshing. It had been like that since Giselle came, but this time it was incomparable. I couldn't even figure out how to express this feeling.

So he just laughed and screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Hahahahahahaha! We won! We killed all those bastards! We won! Shit! Long live the Grand Duke! Hahahahahaha!"

That laughter was the signal. All the knights and soldiers raised their arms and shouted.

"Wow! I won!"

"We won!"

"I finally killed them all!"

Everyone was so happy that they didn't know what to do. And everyone knew who was responsible for this great victory.

The cheers and shouts of the people soon turned to one person.

To the man who is laughing while covered in blood in the middle of a battlefield.

"His Highness has done it again!"

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Zwalter shook his head as he watched Giselle laughing and mingling with the soldiers.

'Every time I see it, I think it's really amazing.'

This battle made me realize for sure that the Mana training method I had overhauled wasn't just a random act.

Already, Giselle had skills superior to those of anyone in Ferdium.

But there was something even more surprising than that.

'Where on earth does such boldness come from?'

From Giselle, even Zwalter, who had spent his entire life on the battlefield, seemed to have a sense of composure that he had not been able to show. He did not seem to be particularly excited about his victory either.

My son's expression and actions only gave the impression that it was just a natural outcome.

I felt the same way during the Battle of Ferdium, but I thought it was just my imagination and let it go. I didn't have time to check properly because Jiselle moved to occupy Digald right away.

Zwalter hadn't been able to pay much attention to his son since Giselle had been away since she was little, but from what he remembered, Giselle was never like that.

What on earth could have changed my son like this?

'Come to think of it, your strategy and tactics are amazing. How can they fit so perfectly?'

I was surprised that he came running alone, contrary to his promise, but anyway, the result came out as planned.

He predicted all the movements of the barbarians. I couldn't help but say that he was truly amazing.

'You said you made it with that guy Claude?'

In order to control the flow of the battlefield as desired, obtaining information is most important. This is because you need to predict the enemy's movements through that information to devise the most effective strategy.

According to Giselle, a man named Claude was gathering information and planning the operation together.

'If that's true, that's really great… … .'

"Oh my! Our lord has won again! Oh my, how many wins and losses is this? Let's exclude all the small ones and count only the big ones, so it's 3 wins out of 3? Including the last one, let's make it 4 wins out of 4?"

At that moment, Claude, who appeared with Wendy behind him, spoke to Giselle in a hoarse voice. He bent down and rubbed his hands together, telling her to go away, you little fly.

Zwalter looked at the sight and felt a moment of skepticism.

'No matter how you look at it, this guy is a traitor. He also seems to be very good at taking bribes.'

Even moving things constantly shook and had no center of gravity, so even if something were light, it couldn't be this light.

I couldn't believe that this guy could gather information like that and devise a strategy.

Claude ignored Zwalter's suspicious gaze and spoke to Giselle.

"This battle has brought us thousands of additional horses. It's time to go back. I'm going home."

We have already wiped out several minority tribes and secured quite a few horses. If we take out not only the horses of the invading men but also their villages, it will be enough.

But Giselle shook her head.

"Since I've come this far, I might as well get more."

"We've been away for too long. We should hurry back, because we don't know when Count Desmond will try to make a move again. He should have heard about our absence by now."

Claude was right. It had already been two months since I had arrived here. Geographically, it was not too far from Desmond's estate, so there was no benefit in being away for too long.

"Okay, I'll wrap it up soon, so don't worry. By the way, did you have a good time watching the prisoners fight?"

"Yes, as you said, I had a few people watch from beginning to end."

"Put him on a horse and let him go everywhere. Rumors will spread."

"I see. Now it'll be a little easier to deal with them."

"That's right. If we beat them to this extent, they won't look down on us."

Zwalter, who had been listening to the conversation, coughed and interrupted.

"Ahem, good job. You did a great job this time too."

"Father, you worked hard too. As expected, it's the Ferdium Army. They're moving along well according to plan."

"Of course! Who trained you?"

Zwalter puffed out his chest with pride.

Although the Ferdium Army was poor and small in number, they were proud that their capabilities, built up through combat experience and training, were second to none.

This time too, didn't Jiselle execute the plan she had planned almost perfectly?

Zwalter, who had praised himself a few times, soon asked what he had been curious about.

"But would it be okay to release the prisoners on purpose? If we're not careful, those guys might come back together again."

Giselle answered Zwalter's worried question with a sly smile.

"Don't worry. Right now, there's one guy you don't want to fight."