Llewellyn drew back his bowstring, his face distorted.
“What a bunch of disgusting bastards!”
The power of the artifact gathered intensely.
The magic stone he was holding along with the bow lost its light and turned to dust in his hand.
Kwaaang!
The arrow that left the bowstring split the air with a terrifying cracking sound. The arrow that crossed the battlefield flew straight towards the sorcerer who was drawing the magic circle.
But.
Thud!
The ghoul right next to him threw his body to block the arrow instead.
“What?”
Llewellyn’s eyes widened. Isabella also sucked in a sharp breath.
The ghoul, whose torso had been pierced by an arrow with great force, fell helplessly to the floor.
But the sorcerer was not shaken at all and just continued his work silently.
Even the ghoul that had been struck by an arrow slowly began to rise again.
The ghoul, made of a giant orc, stood up again, its ruptured torso pouring black, dead blood.
Even Llewellyn could not help but feel disgusted by that grotesque sight.
“Are they crazy?”
“Shouldn’t we let the people below know?”
Isabella asked urgently, but Llewellyn spoke skeptically.
“Those people aren’t normal people, and you probably already noticed that.”
Already, Laius and Zakar were attempting to penetrate deep into enemy territory. Arendt, with the assistance of Richt and Arthur, was also attempting to approach.
But because there were so many enemies, it didn’t seem like it would work out for the ti being.
In the anti, the giant summoning circle slowly but surely took shape.
Laius and Arendt were also trying to quickly approach, but by the ti they reached them, the summoning circle would have already been completed and the homunculus would have been released onto the battlefield.
Before that, they had to sohow stop the summoning.
Isabella cried out.
“Captain Neville! Tell the archers to aim over there! Do not let the summoning circle be completed!”
“Yes!”
Neville, who had been observing the situation, sent a signal to the archers. Then, half of the archers who had been keeping the ghouls in check changed their target and started aiming at the summoning circle.
The arrowheads of the elf archers began to show a clear, sword-like magical energy.
“Fire!”
As Neville shouted, the archers fired their arrows in unison. The arrows flew quickly through the wind toward their targets.
But the results were similar.
The ghouls, who noticed the presence of arrows, offered their bodies as a shield.
Thud, thud!
The ghouls that were hit by the elf archers’ fire arrows turned into balls of fire and began to writhe.
“Keeeeeek!”
“Keeeeeek! Keeeeek!”
The screams that burst from the rotten vocal cords shook the battlefield.
However, the ghouls did not give up protecting the sorcerer, even as they writhed in flas.
“Captain Neville, tell them to keep shooting!”
Llewellyn, after saying that, took out a new magic stone. Isabella also gave orders.
A stronger force than before wrapped around the arrow.
The elves also pulled back their bows with angry faces.
“Fire!”
At Neville’s signal, fire arrows rained down again like teors.
Several arrows landed near the magic circle this ti, but they only turned the nearby ghouls into fireballs.
Isabella asked, her heart growing impatient.
“What about the artillery?”
“They say that nothing works properly because they haven’t been used for so long!”
The royal knight answered.
It was a ti when there were almost no wars, let alone minor disputes between territories.
In the long-lasting peace, the blade had no choice but to grow dull.
It was fortunate that they were able to obtain kerosene to make fire arrows.
‘It’ll be difficult to get rid of the sorcerer right away.’
But there was no room to regret what they didn’t have.
Isabella calmly thought of the following solution.
“…How about interfering with the completion of the magic circle?”
“Yes?”
Llewellyn, who was just about to grab the next arrow, paused.
Instead of giving him an answer, Isabella gave orders to the knights around her.
“Bring an oiled cloth! No, bring a bottle of oil!”
“Yes? Oh, yes!”
The knight, who had been montarily dumbfounded by the Crown Princess’ order, ran out in a hurry.
Llewellyn also looked puzzled, then realized sothing and let out a gasp.
“Ah…!”
Just as Arendt cut down a giant wolf ghoul.
Kwaaaaang!
A large fla rose from the rear of the Ghoul Army.
Even those who were concentrating on the battle were distracted for a mont.
“Kkieeeek!”
The ghouls, whose bodies were set on fire, began to scream and run wild.
As Arendt paused for a mont to assess the situation, flas suddenly burst out on the other side and began to engulf the ghouls.
It was exactly where the magic circle was.
“Ah.”
Only then could Arendt realize what had happened.
It was an obstruction from the wall side that prevented the summoning circle from being completed.
“That’s pretty good.”
A faint smile appeared on Arendt’s lips.
It was the result of Llewellyn attaching a bottle of oil to an arrow and spraying it around the magic circle, and the elves creating a fire attack around it.
The oil-covered ghouls were helpless and could do nothing.
Thick black smoke from burning rotten flesh filled the sky just as dawn was breaking.
The fight was getting more and more heated.
“…”
It also ant that the ti was approaching when the villainous dragon would appear before the fighting heroes.
Arendt further increased the power of the Frosty Touch and cut down the enemy who was rushing from behind in one stroke.
Arendt, kicking off the ground, sprang up by driving his foot into the shoulder of the frozen ghoul.
His golden eyes captured his target with precision.
“…!”
Kuung!
Arendt jumped into the middle of the enemy lines and charged straight towards the enemy.
His target was the enemy commander.
“Stop him!”
Despite the sudden intrusion, the commander shouted at the ghouls without showing any sign of panic.
The ghouls who received the order tried to block Arendt, but were not successful.
Their legs were cut off before they could even take a few steps.
Black blood spurted from the severed joints, and the ghouls, having lost their balance, fell over and rolled on the ground.
It was Arthur’s doing, who had charged in while Arendt drew their attention.
“I told you not to go alone, damn it! Did the Captain’s order not to go in too deep just go in one ear and out the other?”
“When have you ever seen listen to the Captain?”
Arendt gave a light response to Arthur’s complaints, and then rushed towards the commander without looking back.
Before he knew it, Richt had intervened and was helping Arthur deal with the ghouls blocking his escape route.
The commander also realized that there was nowhere to retreat and raised his weapon.
The sword wrapped in white frost and the sword imbued with the divine power of darkness clashed head-on.
An eerie chill ca over the commander.
“This is…”
Only then did a look of confusion appear on the commander’s face.
Before his own weapon could be completely covered in frost, the commander quickly struck Arendt down and stepped back.
The commander’s face crumpled.
“How dare you oppose us with the holy relics.”
A dark divine power shimred in his cloudy eyes.
“In the na of Lord Chernion, I will not forgive you. You will be repaid with the most grueso death.”
Arendt responded indifferently, his tone thick with anger.
“It’s so cliché.”
The place where his steps touched froze.
“Now is the ti to say sothing a little more villainous.”
Before the commander could even distance himself, Arendt’s sword flew in, scattering silver frost.
“…!”
Kaaaaang!
The swords clashed and a sharp, tallic sound erupted.
Every ti their swords clashed, shards of ice flew in all directions like jewels. It was dazzling to the eyes, like a frost storm guarding a young apprentice knight.
“You reckless knight, charging around without knowing better.”
But the enemy was not easy either.
The commander, who was mumbling ominously, drew out even intense divine power.
He focused solely on his enemy, blocking out all senses that could distract him from his reason.
“The words of an unbeliever bring only divine punishnt.”
His heart, which had been agitated by the power of the Frosty Touch, cald down as if cold water had been poured over him.
Nothing clouded his judgnt. There was only one thing on his mind: the duty to deal with Arendt von Eckhart.
But before he could even take a single step, the commander’s head was cleanly cut off.
Even as Bane’s neck fell to the floor, he still did not understand what had happened.
Thud.
The decapitated head fell to the floor.
The mont the commander blinked in confusion, Arendt’s sword pierced his skull.
The shattered head soon disintegrated into a handful of dust.
The body that had lost its head stood there blankly for a while, unable to figure out what to do.
But that was only for a mont, as Zakar’s sword rcilessly cut through his heart.
The body also fell to the ground, spraying black blood.
“I guess your god doesn’t teach you to always watch your back, whether you’re awake or asleep.”
Arendt grumbled at the fallen commander.
Then Zakar made a tired expression.
“Sir Arendt, I don’t know if it’s right to say this, but what you just said almost made feel a bit sorry that we’re on the sa side.”
“Thank you for the complint.”
“That’s not a complint.”
“Instructor, you were pretty cool just now too.”
Although Zakar responded tiredly, Arendt took it a step further.
“You crept up on him like a rat and cut off the head of your unsuspecting enemy. You are truly the pioneer of the old-fashioned elven race. You even kidnapped your father by stuffing him in a sack.”
“…”
It was only a matter of ti before Zakar’s face began to crumple.
“Wasn’t it you who led to this, Sir Arendt? And all the things you’ve done to my father…”
“You’re perfect at making excuses and blaming others.”
For a split second, Zakar considered swinging his sword, dripping with ghoul blood, at Arendt.
But soon he showed his patience for the sake of the well-being of the elven kingdom.
“The commander was the last one just now. The chain of command must have collapsed.”
It was just as Zakar said.
The ranks of the ghouls, which had been moving like well-trained soldiers until just a mont ago, were gradually disintegrating.
“One of them must have been taken care of by you, and the rest?”
“He was dead before I knew it. It seems that Captain Laius accidentally wiped him out along with the other ghouls.”
Arendt was montarily speechless at Zakar’s calm answer.
No matter how closely he watched, it was a toughness that he couldn’t co to terms with.
But the thought was fleeting, and Arendt turned his gaze back toward the battlefield.
“By the way…”
There were still many ghouls left.
“There are quite a lot of them.”
They were running wild in confusion, perhaps because all the commanders were dead.
At the mont when the last commander died, the sorcerer who was trying to summon the homunculus also died when his head was pierced by Llewellyn’s arrow.
The ghouls no longer showed any behavior such as throwing themselves to protect the sorcerer or keeping a straight line.
It seed that the dead commanders had taken over the role of the ghouls’ brains.
‘It’s about ti for him to appear.’
Arendt glanced at Arthur and Richt slaughtering ghouls not far away.
Then he turned his gaze towards the walls where Llewellyn and Isabella were.
His eyebrows furrowed slightly on his previous expressionless face.
“Tsk.”
It was because the image of Llewellyn quietly getting angry just before the fight started ca to mind.
‘He’s unnecessarily quick-witted.’
Of course, he was overflowing with confidence that he would not die.
As long as he continued to play the shaless and self-willed Arendt, there was no need to listen to what other people had to say.
But he didn’t really feel like just letting Llewellyn’s words slide.
‘I guess I need to change my plans a little.’
He felt that if he continued to receive this kind of interference, it would have so impact on his future acting.
‘The results won’t be much different, though.’
If he had paid a little more attention to directing, the nagging from the ddlers might have decreased.
Just then, Laius appeared, having shaken off all the enemies around him, and was approaching.
Arendt made his decision without difficulty.
“Instructor Zakar. And the captain.”
The two people who were suddenly called turned their heads.
Arendt spoke briefly, grasping his sword.
“If possible, please don’t stray too far from my side.”
“What?”
Laius asked in surprise at the sudden remark. Zakar also frowned slightly.
“Can I ask why?”
Arendt gave a brief answer to both of them.
“A big fish is about to be caught.”
Laius took a step closer to his subordinate and tried to ask him more questions.
“What do you…”
At that very mont, the knight captain froze in place without realizing it.
It was because he suddenly felt a chill run down the back of his neck.
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