Chapter 436: The Ones that Gathered

Chapter 436: The Ones that Gathered

Lauvredo personally greeted and shook the hands of the people that entered the basement, “Oh my, you came. Brother, your hair looks very thick today.”

“Haha. Brother Lauvredo, I heard that you will be the leader of the Talmor Branch here in Barras Kingdom?”

Lauvredo gently placed his hands together and looked up at the sky, before saying, “Everything will happen according to the will of Lord Talmor, right?”

“Hahahahaha! That abundant and thick hair of yours is proof of your solid belief and loyalty.”

The men that stood behind him and the door were all ‘believers’ saved by Talmor. Surprisingly, there were many players among them.

‘This place they call Talmor is really amazing.’

‘Although we can’t grow hair in real life, Talmor has become our hope!’

The players joined them in hopes that hair-loss treatment would also be developed in reality someday.

After everyone had gathered together, Lauvredo’s eyes took on a sharp glint. He was once the deputy knight commander of the kingdom. However, the kingdom had practically abandoned him and his troops. And now, he was going to fight for this new place that accepted him. He looked at the crowd, which exceeded a thousand, that had gathered in front of him, as he clenched his fist that was holding his sword.

“We can expect Barras Kingdom to strike Let’s Eat Sect’s territory, the place where Talmor is located, soon.”

“How impertinent!”

“How dare they attack the sacred place that houses Talmor!!!”

“Talmor is the greatest god!!!”

All of their heads were covered with silky and thick black hair, just like Terrius. Then, Lauvredo opened the secret letter that he had received through a carrier pigeon and declared, “Our fellow believer in Eivelis Empire said that he has gathered around 2,000 troops. And that’s not all. There are also around 1,500 troops crossing the border and joining us from Collodis Empire.”

If they included that number in their ranks, then the number of troops gathered for Talmor would be around 5,000.or has given us a new lease in life. We must protect Talmor!”

“That’s right!”

“Uwaaaaaaaaah!”

“Long live Talmor!!! Our Lord Talmor forever!!!”

“Now, let us all sing together!”

“Talmor Fati! Fweet, fweet, fweet, fweet!”

“Talmor Fati! Fweet, fweet, fweet, fweet!”

“Talmor Fati! Fweet, fweet, fweet, fweet!”

Everyone sang the Talmor’s hymn passionately. And by the end of their song, Lauvredo plucked a strand of hair from his head.

‘Aaaaaaah. Th... that...!’

‘I can’t believe it... he pulled out a strand of hair from his head... his hair that is more important than his life...!’

Then, Lauvredo said, “This is a token that represents our will and determination. Everyone, pull out a strand of your hair.”

Some would choose to cut their fingers and use their blood to show their firm will and determination. But for them, their hair was more than that. It was a representation of their life. Despite the tears welling up in their eyes, they still plucked a strand of hair from their heads.

“Sob, sob, sob...”

“My dear hair, goodbye...”

Lauvredo gently and politely placed his strand of hair together with the thousands of strands of hair gathered in front of him. He could feel their strong will through these strands of hair.

Eid Territory, a territory under the spear master Marquis Bard located in Eivelis Empire.

Marquis Bard looked out of his window and watched the cold rain pattering outside while recalling the past.

‘Master.’

Born in a world where spearmanship had always been ignored in favor of swordsmanship, they met a great man in the form of Ghost Spear Ben, the father of all the spearmen in the continent and their master.

Bard was an ordinary man, he was not born a genius. But with the teaching and training hidden under great scoldings from Ghost Spear Ben, he had grown out of his mold of just being the son of a baronet knight and became who he was now, a marquis.

The truth was, Marquis Bard felt happy when Ghost Spear Ben came to visit him not too long ago, even if it was to make him bury his head on the ground.

‘Master is still alive and well...!’

Some of the stories that he had heard about Ben’s feats sounded more like a legend to his ears. However, for the longest time, he believed that Ghost Spear Ben had died and went after his son. But after seeing his hearty and lively appearance, Bard realized that it was just a baseless rumor that the people that hated him spread around.

‘Bury your head.’

Ben’s words shook his heart that had long gone stagnant. Bard, after becoming a marquis and standing in a high position, had gone lazy in his spearmanship training.

Crackle! Bang, bang!

Thunder and lightning cracked and fell down from the sky as cold rain continued to fall down.

“Aide.”

“Yes, Marquis.”

“I’m going to Louvide Village for a small break.”

“I understand, my lord.”

After leaving those words to his aide, Marquis Bard moved. He quietly wore an asura mask and covered his head with the hood of his dark robe as he walked inside the forest. And when he stopped in the middle of the dark forest...

Crackle! Bang, bang!

Thunder and lightning cracked once again, illuminating thousands of spearmen with fierce momentum and firm determination lined up in front of him. All of them stood under the cold rain wearing asura masks that were sent by Marquis Bard.

“Our father is facing danger.”

Murderous intent flashed in everyone’s eyes. He was a legend, and at the same time, he was also their father and an old man that sometimes would get angry at them. Still, the fact that he was the idol of all the spearmen would never change!

“According to my intel, around 150,000 troops from Barras Kingdom have already gathered together and are marching towards the territory where our father is residing.”

Despite the cold rain pouring down on their body, the powerful voice made their hearts tremble, as their will and determination burned brightly.

“There is a high chance that we will die in this endeavor. But the moment we wear this mask, we are no longer nobles, merchants, wealthy people, nor some knight somewhere. We might even die without receiving any glory and honor. However...”

Bard looked around.

“...we must take our weapons and fight because we are his children.”

“For Ghost Spear Ben!”

“For our legend!”

“If it’s for our master, I willingly give up my heart!”

“Uwaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

Loud and fiery shouts rang loudly in the otherwise silent forest.

Just like that, another 2,000 strong troops began their march towards Atlas Territory. All of these were the result of the kindness and great character that the man named Minhyuk and the vassals that worked under him had shown these people.