Chapter 890 - Pretty, Beautiful, and Modest
"Why?"
Esther turned her head slightly and asked Krais.
The meaning of the short and bold question was, why did you come here?
"I didn't come to fight with a sword."
Krais spoke quickly and gestured.
Nurat appeared beside him, along with Seiki, Finn, and ten swordsmen trained by Ragna.
They weren't the only ones.
All the soldiers whose skills stood out also came.
The number was over thirty.
"My name is Marco. Hey, quit showing off too much. Just because you're a semi-knight doesn't mean a sword won't cut your body."
Tang! Du-u-ung.
Marco kicked the hanging spear blade, aimed it forward, and spoke.
The spear tip and shaft shook then stopped.
The aiming spear tip is straight and the posture is the same.
A posture imbued with the will not to be swept away even if a muddy torrent rages.
Is only the soldier revealing his name as Marco like that?
"There are two prides of our city. One is the Golden Flower and the other is the Black Witch. Now blood has flowed. Just for that, you have committed a capital offense."
A female squire with short hair.
Her affiliation is The Madmen Knights, meaning she is the only squire belonging to the knight order, with the name Clemen.
She genuinely loved this city.
Along with that, she admired those who protect this city.
Everyone including Enkrid are those she admires, and being their squire is her pride.
Now blood flows from the mouth of the Black Witch.
Clemen felt like she was looking at someone who spat on her idol.
Anger soars to the top of her head.
Even though she was that angry, strangely, her mind was as calm as a lake without a single ripple and composed like sand settled deep in a river.
"My name is Clemen, Squire of The Madmen Knights. I will crush all six of you from head to toe."
She felt two emotions, hot and cold, crossing her heart simultaneously.
Momentarily, the past flashed through her head consecutively.
'Fallen Clemen.'
It was embarrassing yet enjoyable.
Contradiction, two things overlap.
As those emotions crossed, Clemen opened the door to a new world.
'Will.'
The reason calmness and anger coexist is that her will is clearer than ever.
One squire who digested maddening training has now risen above as a semi-knight.
She passed through the hands of the entire knight order.
Not all the time spent with them could be said to be merely enjoyable, but now her heart was hot with the fulfillment of the time spent then.
"Bring it on. You foolish bastards."
Clemen said and raised her head.
Grasping something she just realized.
She finished preparing to fight.
A group of troops also flocked to one side and took position.
To those standing on the hill, they were all visible.
"Martaaaaai! Garrisoooooon! Arriiiiiiived!"
It is the shout of the garrison captain raised by the fellow who is Martai's Castellan and former Border Guard Captain in front of them.
All are armed with crossbows and short swords.
"Pen-Hanil Rangers are also ready."
Words spoken by the messenger Finn just sent behind Krais.
The Ranger unit would have taken position behind the group of semi-knights.
Just shooting bolts relentlessly would be quite annoying.
Finally, even Nurat throws a word.
"Seemed like we looked easy to them?"
Esther stared at Krais intently.
"Did you think I would leave it to you and just watch quietly?"
At Krais's words, Esther smirked.
Right, they weren't guys like that.
Not only Enkrid, but all of them are such people.
At the same time, Abnaier was already striking the unit trying to escape the swamp with a single battalion from Border Guard.
No, he didn't even engage in an all-out war but just brought archers and fed them arrows.
That alone was enough to inflict damage close to annihilation.
It was a unit already half-ruined by fog and swamp.
The formation collapsed, and there were even guys who killed each other in hallucinations.
Abnaier, confirming that mess, stuck the archers close to the enemy army.
If the enemy army were intact, it was a distance sufficient to lead Abnaier's archers to collapse just by an infantry charge using two legs as weapons.
But naturally, that wouldn't happen.
Abnaier's tactical sense was truly excellent.
As soon as checking the enemy army's condition, he chose and deployed the most advantageous tactic.
Those who can block arrows flying in direct fire at close range easily hear the sound of being called monsters.
Usually, squires or semi-knights are at that level.
Naturally, such guys were rare in the current enemy unit.
The Yellow Soil Flag unit couldn't even put up a proper resistance.
"Ack! Shit!"
"Arrows!"
"It's arrows!"
"Block!"
Enemy soldiers falling in heaps sprayed blood on the ground.
The Border Guard unit has never fought properly.
But just with this event, there will be those who recognize their potential.
Abnaier admired the unit moving organically like his own limbs.
It was a sight that brought forth admiration naturally.
'Even if the infantry charged.'
It would have been meaningless.
The guys who somehow broke through the rain of arrows were pierced by spears and died or lost their lives to flying throwing knives.
These were the Border Guard standing army, those who endured the training of The Madmen Knights.
***
"Kill them all, finish the wizard for sure."
Whether their rear was raided or not, the momentum of the six enemy semi-knights was formidable.
They were not easily broken.
Fighting until the end.
Fighting until death.
Fighting even in hell.
That is the spirit of the South.
Even excluding Graham, Nurat, and Clemen, there were several who stood out.
They were not being pushed back.
The fight was one-sided.
One enemy semi-knight couldn't endure the arrows of the Ranger unit and turned back to deal with them.
Before he could rush in, Seiki joins the Ranger unit.
She possessed divinity enough to be called a saintess, and although she has no hobby for it, she possessed martial power above a certain level through training.
About slightly less than a semi-knight?
That alone was more than enough to handle one semi-knight.
The divinity she was born with was sufficient to fill the lacking parts.
Soldier Marco's spear showed off the skill polished in the meantime, Clemen wasn't pushed back even facing two semi-knights alone, and Graham killed one.
He himself had a hole in his shoulder, but still won.
The archer unit raised personally by Krais was called snipers.
They shot arrows whenever an opening appeared.
Krais remembers how much did they suffer from the guy called Hawkclaw or whatever on the battlefield in the past.
It was a unit raised recalling that time.
The arrow is one of the most superior projectile weapons humans possess.
Showing its power clearly.
Is this the end for them?
"If things went wrong, he would have intervened."
Pbeokkeum.
Words of the smoking Wood Guard.
Including him and the elves of Kiraheis City, there are at least three or more who reached the semi-knight level.
Jaxen knew Krais so he didn't worry much.
But since the fewer variables the better, he sent Enkrid.
When Enkrid just came down from Weird Eyes, only one was remaining among the six semi-knights.
Enkrid fell on top of the head of that remaining enemy semi-knight.
A guy using a spear with sharp blades on both ends as a weapon.
He extended the spear towards Enkrid.
Hhe reacted even to an attack falling from above his head, it was sufficient to praise his skill.
Of course, that praise should be received after crossing the heavenly gates or the river of hell.
As he descended, Enkrid hit the tip of the double-headed spear with his sword and pushed it to the side.
The skill was so detailed and subtle that the opponent couldn't show a meaningful follow-up movement even as his spear blade was pushed.
Then Enkrid's knee struck the semi-knight's head.
Pbeok, kwadeuk.
With veins popping on the neck, the cervical vertebrae breaks and the head bends at an abnormal angle.
Blood flows from all holes attached to the face, and blood also spattered from the neck bone that broke and pierced through the skin.
Like that, Enkrid landed.
"Esther?"
He asked in a kneeling posture on one knee.
"You're late. Pretty, beautiful, and modest fellow."
"...That's a bizarre title."
A strange joke, perhaps influenced by Shinar.
She was safe.
Enkrid also saw those gathered around her.
"Eh? How did you come all the way here?"
Krais asked and raised his gaze.
Further questions weren't needed.
Since Weird Eyes, flapping its wings, was looking down from above.
***
"It's enemy forces."
News heard suddenly.
Krang thought the opponent's response was too fast.
'Already?'
His brilliant head repeated thinking consecutively.
'They were marching even before I said I was here.'
"It's the Great Emperor's flag. Lihin-Stetten's main army has arrived."
While Enkrid rode the horse and vacated his spot, the Great Emperor's main unit revealed itself.
They weren't in a hurry.
Stretching left and right, filling the view.
Like rainwater flowing on a gentle slope.
Not fast, but approaching without gaps.
Two masses bypassing the cliff terrain were approaching and gathering in the center.
Bbu-u.
The roar emitted by elephants and the great army approaching ringing the ground.
The number was vastly greater than the friendly forces.
To the extent one wouldn't want to count.
Among those who checked the scale of the enemy army, there was not a single person whose complexion didn't change.
Some commanders furrowed their brows and some rubbed their eyes.
No matter how high the morale and how much bravado they show, the difference in numbers cannot be broken.
This was a movement breaking everyone's expectations.
Krang's plan was disturbed.
He intended to concentrate more friendly troops here before the Great Emperor's army flocked in.
Even doing so, numbers were insufficient, yet the opponent came first even before preparation was finished.
It was like infantry not yet in formation welcoming cavalry.
Furthermore, numbers were fewer and equipment was poorer.
"Well, it's time for us to fight too. Let's prepare."
Still, one person's tone and attitude didn't change.
Cypress spoke in his usual tone and moved at his usual speed.
"Master, there are too many."
These are Aurelia's words.
Ingis was already putting on armor.
Lien would be taking Ferdinand to gauge the enemy army's march speed.
"Then we should diligently reduce them."
Cypress said with a smiling eye.
If necessary, he steps to the front and swings his sword, and if necessary again, he remains at the very rear helping allies retreat.
Cypress had hundreds of battlefield experiences, and the achievements and merits he accomplished would fill several books.
He intended to go ahead and fight.
"Your Highness, please boost the morale of our troops."
Also, he knows how to use everything around him.
The King's existence has a profound effect on soldiers' morale.
Just the King being here together until the end will be strength to the friendly troops.
Naturally, Krang was also not a vessel to just be flustered and end it.
"I haven't forgotten my duty."
He also spoke and moved.
"What? Instead of the Captain, the toys arrived first?"
Should one say it's a relief at least.
It was what the grey-haired barbarian said after passing by Krang on his way out.
If it were the Madmen unit of the past, they would have shown negligence because Enkrid wasn't there, but now they also changed.
Different from before.
Even without the Captain, the knight order is a knight order.
If there is something to protect and an opponent to fight, they step forward.
Also because intuition poked their whole body warning that it wasn't time to be negligent.
"Loford, take charge of one group. Fight with the resolve to die if pushed back. Fel, fill the gaps of the unit Ropord commands."
These are Luagarne's words.
She was busy too.
Is getting excited about a large-scale battle after a long time a characteristic of Frog, or a trait she herself possesses?
No need to know, and impossible to know.
She just found what she had to do and did it.
Since she cannot let this place collapse at least until Enkrid returns.
"I have no intention of stepping forward."
Themares declared long ago and stepped out.
He had already paid sufficient costs, and Enkrid wasn't present either.
So it's a natural attitude.
"Who will fill the fiance's empty spot."
Shinar made up a song on the spot and sang.
The tone was excellent, but it wasn't a very pleasant song to hear.
Audin and Theresa were still in a state difficult to step forward and fight.
Those two maintained the sanctuary even until today.
"Hey, Sour Smell, follow me. Let's go play."
Rem said looking around.
If Luagarne steps forward, that means Rem himself doesn't need to use his head.
He called Dunbakel.
"My body odor is perfume."
Dunbakel followed Rem's words even while spitting nonsense.
Just before Cypress stepped forward, Rem moved first.
However, there is a part he completely didn't expect either.
"But where did the directionally-challenged bastard go?"
Rem asks.
Dunbakel shrugged and Fel shook his head.
Ropord hurriedly scattered his gaze left and right.
He chased traces by capturing wide and distant places in his eyes, but nothing particularly was seen.
"He doesn't seem to be within the friendly camp."
"This bastard got lost somewhere again, well, it doesn't matter if he's not here."
Rem said.
***
Ragna encountered part of the enemy army during his walk.
Three men and women out scouting.
"To think we'd run into someone right here."
One woman says and extends her hand.
There was no hesitation in that touch.
Skill of having done this kind of thing several times.
A thin blade bent and aimed for Ragna's nape.
Simultaneously, one man circling behind, and the last remaining one holds a bow.
Guys with good coordination.
They were a combat unit called 'The Great Emperor's Children'.
It was a path taken with the intention of scouting and finding and eliminating enemy scout units.
Simple quarrel and suppressing the enemy's morale?
All three were experts better than average squires.
They didn't recognize Ragna's skill.
Their eye for people was lacking, and they couldn't even imagine a guy at the level of a knight would come here alone.
The enemy is inferior in numbers.
In an inferior state, isn't saving main forces the basic of tactics?
Of course, Ragna didn't know such basics.
Sunrise was drawn and drew three lines.
Three lines cut three necks.
Puwak- amidst the gushing blood, Ragna turned his gaze.
'Enemy forces.'
Although encountered suddenly, it is clear they are enemies.
Momentum, attitude, attire indicate so.
And they tried to attack abruptly too.
Ragna, having organized his thoughts for a moment, took a step again.
Knowing that walking without a signpost is foolish, he climbed onto a small hill and gauged his position.
At the same time, he saw a large mass and headed that way.
Bbuuuah.
A creature with a long nose, he saw for the first time in his life was emitting a roar.
***
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