Carl Kansi was a competent guide, and we arrived at our destination after traveling while lamenting the ongoing public security of the demonic decree.
“That’s the main headquarters of the Demonic Cult, Rengie Epagasierra, which the guests have been waiting for and waiting for.”
It was a pity to Carl Kansi, who happily announced it with open arms as if it was a truly monumental moment, but it was not a situation where he had enough time to sympathize with it just because he arrived quickly.
I heard that the attack had already started in the first place, so I was in a hurry.
The sight of something like a dark blue stone wriggling near the far-off castle wall and the vaguely echoing thump were so clear about what they meant, so I handed over the money bag I had prepared in advance to Carl Kansi and said,
“Thank you so much. Thanks to you, I was able to arrive much earlier than scheduled.”
“What are you doing already? Do you see the strange lumps on the walls over there, too? Don’t be vigilant until you break through them and enter the city.”
“I can see it well, and I know it well. So I’m going to ask you for one more last thing.”
“...Eh?”
It seems like you can see a familiar Leica from Carl Kansi, who tilts his head and pricks up his ears. However, there was no time to indulge in such feelings, so I shouted with a spur.
“When the gates open, enter the city with my horse!
“What, what? Wait? A guest?”
He could just take the money bag and jump, but for now, he decided to believe in his work spirit. In fact, while coming this far, he was the one who completed his duties diligently enough to give that level of trust. Now, as he said, it was time to organize the surroundings for a while to enter the gate.
First of all, when the body of the horse is strengthened by performing the Holy Law, the horse, embarrassed by the sudden overflow of power, purrs for a while. However, it quickly adapts to the reins and gallops more vigorously and at a higher speed.
After passing through the forest and entering the wide plain, the campsite located at the far right came into view. It was a truly beautiful picture-like scene, harmonized with the emerald-colored sea spreading out over the city and the starkly clear blue sky.
The plains are neat. There was no sign of any siege. However, because it was so neat, the broken weapons, the corpses of people, and the twisted bodies of the Unlucky Hulks were especially clearly visible.
Ten living monsters. About eight dead monsters.
For over a week of fighting, the corpses of monsters and corpses of allies were few.
“I was trying to dry him to death.”
I’m not trying to ignore the Demonic Cult and Rengi’s forces, but if 18 Unlucky Hulks rampage at the same time, only that one will die and never end. Even more so, if there were sword master class strongmen in the city, they would have annihilated them all right away, so the numbers are even more inconsistent. Rather, it would be correct to say that the Demon King’s army was sequentially introducing monsters to put pressure on them, and the city knew this and entered Mercury.
If so, even if you kill all ten of them here, there is a high possibility that only another monster will be put in. And the report about me who suddenly appeared and killed all the monsters will go to the upper part of the Demon King’s Army.
I want to start by killing all of them, but if the saintess’s preparations are not perfect yet, it will only stir up needless vigilance and give the enemies time to respond.
As soon as the judgment was over, he took out his helmet, put it on, and jumped off his horse. Fortunately, the horse continued to run toward the entrance of the city without falling into another place, and I raised my magical power and divine power while watching the monsters that turned their eyes this way.
What you need to do right now is to catch the monsters’ eyes before Carl Kansi enters the city, and then kill one for sure.
I scanned it with magic poetry, but there was no surveillance magic around. Even if the demon king army far away knows that Unlucky Hulk is dead, they won’t know how unilaterally I kill them.
“Bosho! Stop! Stop! I don’t need cover!!”
Frankly speaking, I thought that harsh words would come back, but no matter how much ritual training they had received, the cavalry remained silent as they calmed down their arrogant words. Carl Kansi, a little taken aback by the absurd modesty, pondered over whether or not to continue waving his arms, when the cavalry split in half and someone appeared.
Horns and black hair that grew from the sides of the head, extending upward through the forehead in a graceful curve. Armor and barding painted in a particularly dark black color.
“Is there anything that Eldmia-nim said?”
She was a saint of the Demonic Church that had only been heard about through rumors.
“Uh... Eldmia? That friend’s name is Ethan...” ”
...It’s correct that he was referring to the hero. So, what did you say?”
He was also a warrior, and he was also a pseudonym. Carl Kansi smiled in a chilling mood and answered the saintess’s question, relieved to see his horse running from behind.
“They told me to wait and watch.”
No further explanation was needed. How that was possible, Carl Cansi couldn’t figure out, but he heard a monster screaming in agony.
When I turned my head, I saw E... Eldmia and the remaining monsters, holding the half-shattered sword. I couldn’t see the expression because of the helmet, but after killing one, he started walking toward the gate, leaving the remaining two monsters behind as if he had no regrets.
The remaining monsters didn’t hit Eldmia’s back. To be precise, they just keep tossing and turning over their bodies and taking actions such as self-injury. Carl Kansi, who understood that even that bizarre sight was the result of Eldmia’s intention, clearly understood why he was walking leisurely now.
The hope of being able to overwhelm that overwhelming monster.
“...Hero.”
“Holy Maid.”
While the saintess got off the horse and hesitated, Eldmia, who arrived at the castle gate before she knew it and magically made the helmet disappear, calmly but naturally nodded her head slightly and let out the breath that someone had been holding back.
Aura could be felt through studying, but mana was different, so Carl Kansi was very curious about how the human race with magic and divine power would look in the eyes of demons. Even if you don’t see anything like that, your own heart, which is completely unrelated to the situation that seems to remain a legend, starts beating. How do the people involved feel?
Fortunately, that question did not last long.
“I’m here to help.”
As soon as he entered, thunderous cheers broke out among the knights as soon as the pieces of metal that flew in from beyond the gates that began to close again became one with the half-shattered sword and shone brightly.
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