The Emperor Who Was Chapter 107 : Chapter 107

Chapter . 107

Is the golem intending to push aside obstacles and lie down on that spot to beco a road, for the horses to run over? Upon realizing their ulterior motive, I couldn't help but click my tongue at this absurd plan.

“Why are you admiring it again instead of stopping it?”

“It's a bit strange.”

“What?”

“Defensive shields are usually concentrated on the commander or the vanguard, but they aren't casting it on the golem standing at the vanguard at all. They are casting defensive shields from behind it.”

“Aren't they just using it as disposable? Since it's a clay doll, not even stone, and roughly expanded with an artifact, it's fast but crude. Won't it collapse if hit properly with one spell?”

“Exactly. That is also suspicious.”

As soon as I finished speaking, I launched a boulder so huge that even the golem couldn't absorb it, knocking it down.

“Well done!”

The mont Michelon rejoiced, I heard a spell coming from behind.

“Tsunami, it's a spell summoning a tsunami!”

“Crazy, why do that in a mountain!”

But a wave that appeared in the middle of the mountain was already rushing in. And the lump of earth in front of that wave too.

With a single wave of water, a pile of earth as big as a house poured down. Thus, a gigantic wave of earth rushed in. Faster than the golem earlier, swallowing trees and bushes alike. Even pushing away the boulder I threw.

“It's a landslide!”

They had let the golem take the enemy's attack and collapse for this purpose.

I flew up with Michelon using flight magic and landed on a nearby treetop. Birds hiding from people's presence flapped their wings and flew up all at once. Herds of deer ran madly. Small animals like squirrels, weasels, and rabbits also ran, but so were trampled by the deer herd's hooves.

But the landslide, like an unavoidable fate for them, was occurring with trendous force, growing like a snowball.

“My village! Petrita Village below the mountain is in danger!”

“The villagers have already evacuated to Montova Castle! The village can be restored! But how can we stop that right now!”

Michelon tried to hold

down. But my anger was as uncontrollable as the landslide. As if reflecting my anger, the tree also began to shake from its roots.

“A brother destroying his younger brother's territory?”

“Is it still far? Pave the road quickly! I will advance personally!”

“Oh, valiant Prince Maximilian!”

“Please wait a little longer. It will be faster to send the golem again after sweeping away the rats who ambushed with the landslide.”

Just then, the crazy bastard and his subordinates chattering while looking down at this scene from the safe zone protected by a shield poured oil on my anger.

I ground my teeth and manifested magic.

As I raised one hand from the treetop and struck down, a thunderbolt of fire fell over my brother's head. It also struck directly at the peak of the landslide.

“Aack!”

“Maxim!”

“Prince!”

Although it was a thunderbolt that pierced the defensive shield and struck down, my brother jumped off the horse with surprising agility and survived. Only the mage, who was crushed without a chance to defend by the horse that was struck instead and collapsed writhing, died; a pitiful horse that t the wrong master.

“…Calm down. If you kill your own brother, other guys will run wilder, didn't you say it's better to let the three keep each other in check for now?”

“So did I kill him? He dodged well and is alive!”

While answering Michelon, it was noisy below.

“Attack! They are attacking from above with flight magic!”

Usually, flight magic is inefficient and attacking while flying is difficult, so it was understandable for the enemies to be mistaken. Mages imdiately shot fireballs upward.

As blazing fireballs soared up into the sky, towards the treetop where I was, defying gravity, my anger blazed along with them. Causing a flood in my mountain wasn't enough, now they want to start a forest fire too?

I raised the hand with Tess and manifested freezing magic and headwind magic simultaneously.

The frozen fireballs turned into giant hailstones and fell back to where they were shot from.

“Defensive shield! Deploy defensive shield!”

Grimiati shouted, but it was already too late. Because the hailstones went down much faster than the speed at which the fireballs that beca their seeds went up.

Even with a helt on, a knight hit squarely on the head by a hailstone died on the spot. Hailstones the size of boulders crushed knights, mages, horses, and everything.

Still, the knights raised their shields to protect the Prince, the Duke, and the mages, and the mages, who were montarily dazed, also cast defensive shields to bounce off the hailstones. They managed to hold on thanks to many defensive shield artifacts, including my brother's and Grimiati's armor.

“If you're done venting, do sothing about the landslide too! I hate being on a treetop!”

“I already touched it during the fire thunderbolt earlier.”

I hadn't just struck down a simple fire thunderbolt. The fire thunderbolt struck to kill the knights in one go contained a freezing seed fusing fire and water magic within it.

The seed embedded itself in the ground as it was, and from there, it spread to all the earth where the landslide was occurring. To my eyes, the movent of mana looked as if vines from the seed were spreading rapidly in all directions. Freezing and binding everything wherever the vines of frost crystals passed.

“Your Highness! The landslide is freezing!”

Literally, the pouring earth and sand froze in the shape of rushing waves. Small animals swept away by the earth and sand barely escaped and struggled, squeaking and crying, so I rescued them with wind and hung them on the treetops. Beating and catching my animals in soone else's territory without even hunting permission!

“The number of enemy mages is too many. Those surpassing us are pouring a massive offensive!”

When a mage who barely dodged a hailstone shouted in fear, Michelon snickered.

“There's only two of us, what are they saying!”

Just then, Grimiati raised his sword with a suspicious face and pointed exactly in my direction.

“The enemy's attack must be starting from there. If there were really many enemies, why wouldn't they attack from multiple places simultaneously?”

“Concentrate attack magic there, and cast defensive shields on

and my knights. I will go personally and attack from below! Advancing through mud or ice is the sa difficulty! Do you think I will lose to the Lauderdale woman's brat like this?”

As the First Prince spoke valiantly like a commander, both mages and knights regained their spirits and prepared to attack.

“But to fend us off, the two Lauderdale brothers might have joined forces. That's why re rchants are pouring such an offensive.”

Grimiati, who consistently treated Desmond and Alexander as not of Imperial blood, was wary.

“Why would they have joined forces, Uncle? They must have tortured my brother to find out where the dragon egg is, but to do that, they have to drive

out of here first. We must absolutely not back down!”

But the hailstones were moving. When I froze the earth and sand with freezing magic, I hadn't extinguished the fla inside. It was an easy task. The elental fusion I perform is based on the coexistence of opposing forces. Thus, surpassing the enemy's expectations.

Therefore, the fla inside the hailstone I kept alive moved like a snake with earth magic and attacked the feet of those who entered attack posture. Although outwardly it only looked like hailstones rolling.

“Aaaaah!”

“Ugh!”

“Heeheeheen!”

“My feet, my feet are burning!”

“Cast healing magic!”

“Healing isn't working! The surface is clearly ice, but touching it causes burns, not frostbite!”

“Does that make sense! It's not like there's fire inside ice!”

“Aaaaah!”

However, the bodies of those who touched the hailstones began to burn with flas. That fla also transferred to the bodies of those who went close to save them.

“Aaaaaaaah!”

It was certainly a strange phenonon. Cold and blue flas surged instead of hot and red ones, swallowing people, and they were helpless, not knowing how to extinguish or heal it. The combination of water and fire was more terrifying than thought.

Yet, bushes or tree branches froze instead of catching fire. Because I was managing forest fires thoroughly. My territory was precious.

“Your Highness, we must retreat for now! They are using strange magic!”

Reinhard shouted urgently to Maximilian. Before Maximilian could answer, Grimiati raised a bow and shot an arrow. The ti drawing the string was so short that even with a solid defensive shield, it was chilling.

At that mont, my vision went dark. Before the defensive shield could strike them away, the arrow split into dozens in mid-air, and literally, it felt like the sky was blackened with arrow rain. As those arrows headed towards , it felt like arrowheads were piercing my pupils. Fighting in person was such a terrifying thing.

“Maxim, now!”

With Grimiati's words, my brother ran out. The next mont, Michelon jumped down from beside . My defensive shield struck away all the arrows, but I caught one arrow, which was clearly an artifact, to study it.

That was a mistake. The arrow was easily caught, but it shrank in my hand and turned into an iron ball with sharp spikes on all sides. A spike pricked my hand and it bled; I stopped the bleeding imdiately, but the blood was already gone.

‘Does it send the blood to another connected artifact as soon as it pricks and draws blood?’

Of course, it might be excessive conjecture, but if it's the Duke…….

The next mont, Grimiati flew up with flight magic. Wearing artifacts called winged shoes and pointing his sword exactly towards .

I threw the Empress Faction's net, a good match for him. Since I improved the net Tess pulled out instantly to have stronger materialization than detection, it covered Grimiati in the air in an instant.

Clang! Clang!

Michelon and Maximilian were fighting under the tree. I imdiately teleported from the treetop to the ground. It was because teleporting such a short distance was easy, never because I lacked confidence in landing.

Maximilian parried Michelon's sword, but Michelon flustered Maximilian by striking the sa spot with faster speed and stronger force instead of attacking a different spot instead of the blocked one according to standard swordsmanship.

Maximilian's martial arts were certainly superior, but Michelon's strength was not human.

“You should attack with refined swordsmanship instead of pushing ignorantly with strength! You rude fellow, not only did you attack a Prince, but you also don't observe the etiquette of dueling!”

“Prince! Please leave that lawless person to !”

“I will hand him over after I draw blood first!”

It was when my brother got angry and Reinhard shouted while running over. Grimiati, who landed well with the power of artifacts even while entangled in the net, shouted upon seeing the crest on Michelon's shield even while busy tearing the net.

“It's Alexander's knight! It's the Illegitimate Prince Faction!”

I teleported taking Michelon with .

“Why! We were still fighting, why did you interrupt! Do you know what your brother said to ?”

Michelon was furious, but there was no ti to answer. We had to deal with all three factions, but we had already given too much ti to my brother alone. Even though I had no intention of giving special treatnt just because he's my real brother.

“It's Alexander!”

Michelon, who was angry alone, discovered him alone.

On the slope in front of us, Alexander running around the corner was seen. While other knights looked exhausted, he alone had an excited face. I rembered how he danced with all the noblewon of the Empress Faction without missing a single one, whether old or ugly, and won all their favor at the banquet celebrating my adoption.

I imdiately threw the spiked iron ball at him, and Alexander struck it away.

As expected, a Sword Master was a Sword Master. He reached out his arm towards what he had struck away. Sensing where he struck it by instinct, he moved his body faster than the flying speed and pierced the iron ball with the tip of his sword. The iron ball was stuck on the sword like a potato or apple on a skewer.

“Attack! Attack!”

“Defensive posture! Defensive posture!”

Only then did other people shout and turn their shields and defensive shields this way, but Alexander was pulling out the iron ball stuck on his sword and examining it. I knew that guy wouldn't be able to resist grabbing and looking if sothing was fascinating, just like .

“Ah, Marquis!”

“The Marquis is hurt, healing!”

“Do not touch it carelessly, it is an artifact!”