Chapter 148
Rolling a pebble in his hand, Davey nodded once he heard Monmider, the royal guards’ captain and Berman, the knight responsible for training.
“Okay, let’s go,” Davey said calmly, then began walking as he locked the latches on his armor.
Only five hundred people from the Heins Territory were selected. It definitely wasn’t a large number of people; what difference would five hundred people make when the war involved tens of thousands of people? Of course, this very much depended on their activities, but Davey had no intentions of executing a secret plan with these people.
“Thank you all for gathering.”
The knights’ equipment was in great condition, since Davey had poured a lot of money into it. They had shiny chainmail, and their spears were carved and sharpened. The knights who knew how to ride a horse were in full-body armor and showed their pride as cavalry, although there were only about ten of them.
“Some of you are upset that I haven’t been paying as much attention to the territory as I should have.”
Everyone was quiet. There were a lot of guards who had served Davey as militia members, but there were also quite a few people who had become royal guards after moving here as the territory developed. The new guards looked confused and doubtful about what a young prince with a stigmata could bring to the table, since the young prince had barely been in the territory.
“Let’s stop beating around the bush. The kingdom’s situation is that the rotten nobility who has been leeching off of this kingdom has started an uprising.”
There was nothing but silence among them. Looking around, Davey continued, “Their military power consists of thirty thousand. There’s one Swordmaster, and a strange being... No, whatever. There are a few mosquito-like insects among them.”
The guards who heard about the opponent’s army tensed up in fear and nervousness, since a war this great hadn’t happened for decades.
“Right now, those people are even using their power to conscript innocent subjects to use them as defense when they enter the kingdom.” Taking a short breath, Davey glanced at everyone calmly and went on, “Some of you may wonder why you have to put your life on the line to protect the royal palace that has done nothing for us. You may ask, why should you go with weapons and fight for the people who leeched off of us? You may think that. Am I wrong?”
However, the ones who had followed Davey from the time they were militia...
“What does that matter?! We have received your grace, and that is why we’re following you, sir!” Gordon shouted.
Freeman chimed in, “That’s right! If you tell me to die, sir, I’ll jump into a fire pit!”
“Use me as you want!”
“My life is in your hands, sir!”
‘Who’s the last one? Those freakin’ lunatics...’
It was true that Davey had received the title of ‘Saint’, but the situation was a little iffy since he hadn’t officially gone through baptism yet.
“Ahem. The rest don’t feel that way, right?” Davey then picked on the first guard that caught his eye.
The guard flinched, straightened his back, and shouted, “O... Of course, not! We believe in you, sir!”
“...”
‘Just say that you are, you people... Just can’t help out with my speech, can you?’
“Well, alright. I’m not going to force you to believe or not believe, but I’ll make one thing clear.” When everyone silently turned to glance at him, Davey continued, “We’re not going to save the royal palace. To be vulgar, I fucking hate the current royal palace now, too. I’m someone who thinks that we need to get rid of all of them. So, what we are doing is for us as well. And!”
‘Control my pitch... A lower pitch for this next line.’
“Furthermore, this is a fight to keep your family and mine safe.”
For Davey, his brother, Baris, would be the next king. He was thinking about Baris and the royal subjects when he said that. He could also put an end to this long-lasting bad relationship this way.
For the rest of the crowd, it would be to take revenge on the ones who have lived as the privileged at their expense.
Thud!
At the same time, Monmider, who was standing at the forefront, raised his huge halberd and slammed it on the ground. Some of the guards began to follow what Monmider did, as if they had planned this entire spectacle. Soon, everyone began following along like the action was contagious.
Ptooey
!” Haven spat on the ground, then glanced at the sun-lit ridge from under his helmet.
“Hm?”
That was when Haven saw a distant figure for a split second.
“Ha, fuck. My eyes are playing tricks on me...” Haven, who leaned his halberd on his chest and rubbed his eyes, sighed in futility. Nothing was there when he looked again. He muttered, “Of course. Damn it, I wish something big just went right through this damn fortress gate.”
‘So that I can run away or something.’
The others nodded along with a frown; Haven wasn’t the only one thinking that.
“Then run away.”
That was when they heard the unfamiliar voice of a young boy from above the quiet fortress wall.
“Heh?”
The sudden voice resonated through Haven’s head, but he wasn’t the only one to have heard the voice. The other soldiers on duty all turned over to the source of the voice in surprise. Where they looked, there was...
“Working so hard.”
There was a boy walking past them, entering the fortress with a nonchalant smile.
‘The walls are over thirty meters tall... And since this was built on a mountain, there was a drop about twenty to thirty meters below the wall itself. But someone was able to instantly climb up without making a sound when—although they didn’t want to—were on the lookout?’
Haven stared at the boy in utter surprise; soon, he felt his body floating up into the air and being slammed against the inner wall of the fortress.
“Cough!
Ouch!”
It would be normal for him to have become a meat pancake after falling from a thirty-meter wall, but his body was completely fine like he had only dropped thirty centimeters.
“What is...” Haven looked around with wide eyes, trying to fathom the impossible that had happened to a commoner like him. He soon realized that the other soldiers protecting the gates with him were also on the floor groaning.
Whoosh!!
Then, Haven watched the boy who threw him to the wall easily jump up onto the wall.
“T... Thirty meters...” Haven’s jaw dropped when the boy hopped down from the huge thirty-meter-tall wall and walked past him.
“It’s me. Charge in.”
With that...
“A real man doesn’t look back at an explosion.” After mumbling a cheesy line, the boy pulled out a thin, blue sword from his sheath and walked into the fortress.
And then, after a short period of time...
Booom!!!!!!
Part of the fortress wall just exploded and began falling apart. And hundreds of knights charged through those cracks at once.
“Everyone listen to me.”
Despite the roar of screams and shouting, the boy calmly walked into the fortress and his voice clearly rang out to reach everyone. It was as if his voice came from another dimension. He walked into the fortress with red energy flowing out of his blade without hesitation.