CH 185

Relationships in the present (3)

Childhood.

Rodwell Dmitry's life was not very happy.

Although he was obviously born into a nobleman, his one and only older brother constantly touched the evils of the Dmitry family.

"I really don't understand. How is that guy and Rodwell the same brother?"

"Could it be that we are half-brothers?"

"It is certain that Rodwell is very pitiful. You have to live with the vulgar Roman Dmitry as your elder brother for the rest of your life. If I had been in Rodwell's position, I would have asked my father to kick Roman Dmitry out of the family.

that day.

Roman Dmitry visited the slums.

It was to meet friends from the days of commoners, but after playing late at night, he returned to the castle with a foul smell in his filth.

It was a scene that could only be seen as a shame for the sons of noble families who got along with Rodwell.

They whispered inaudible to him, but their words pierced Rodwell's heart.

then.

Rodwell Dmitry was also immature.

He obviously lived as a nobleman for the rest of his life, but he could not comprehend Roman who was undermining the status of his family.

'Why are you living like that? I don't know that we were once commoners, but now we are nobles. Even if he tries to have a life and dignity that suits him, it's not enough, Roman chooses only actions that make others laugh. A person like that, I can't accept as an older brother.'

angry

no matter what your achievements are.

A tag of 'common origin' followed.

It was all rumors from Roman Dmitry, and Rodwell Dmitry could not stand the feeling of separation.

It was from then.

There was a desire for a successor position.

Rumors that if Roman Dmitry inherited the family, Dmitry would be destroyed, so he worked hard not to lose his place to him.

He swung his sword all night long, and as Dmitry's successor, he visited the forge every day, even though he didn't want to.

When you knock on steel.

Anger erupted inside.

Roman Dmitry.

I understood.

Since he was once a commoner, he could not completely abandon the life of a commoner.

But, on the other hand, what about the brothers?

The younger brothers, who were aristocrats from birth, were forcibly drawn into the memories of their days as commoners because of one Roman Dmitry.

A world you've never experienced before.

people pointed

Rodwell knew what it felt like, so he wanted to make sure he didn't feel it, at least not as much as his brother.

blast furnace.

I had to be a proud older brother.

He worked relentlessly to become an aura swordsman and entered the Royal Academy.

A life that people admire.

Everything was perfect.

Until the rumors came that Roman Dmitry had defeated Homer.

cut profit.

kuung.

The gates opened.

Rodwell Dmitry stepped inside.

Blood was constantly flowing from the eyes left deep by the sword, and his whole body was so miserable that there were no uninjured parts.

It's amazing to walk around alive.

In a situation where even the cheers of the soldiers on the wall were muffled, Rodwell Dmitry suppressed the memories of the past that kept coming to mind.

Still.

I couldn't accept my brother's existence.

Unless I saw Roman Dmitry in person, it seemed that I would not be able to shake off the emotions I had accumulated since I was a child.

That was then.

people came out to meet

Count Vandenberg and his leaders.

and Flora.

Rodwell Dmitry walked up to Flora, dripping with blood.

"My role is over. Will our plan work?"

quiet question.

He didn't care that he lost an eye.

Seeing the same gaze as yesterday, Flora looked at Rodwell Dmitry and nodded.

"Yes, absolutely."

confident voice.

from now on.

It was time to drag the enemies into the trap.

* * *

Defeat of the Battle of Daejeon.

Kronos didn't waver at all.

From the moment they let Osford out, the battle of Daejeon Warriors was just a moment's entertainment.

Victory is a natural result.

Even if they were defeated, there was no doubt that they would be at a disadvantage in this war.

Rather, anger arose.

At the command of Count Fabio, Kronos' commander, a series of troops marched forward.

"Prepare for the flare."

"From now on, I will destroy the walls of the enemies with the attacks of flares and wizards."

It was as expected.

wow mage.

they went out

From the top of the wall, Flora watched them with an anxious look.

'If wizards are more than 300m away from the magic trap, you cannot kill them in one hit. The farther away from the explosion range, the weaker its power, and it is clear that it will form a shield to protect them in the moment after the explosion. As planned, the error range is around 100m. If the wizards in it show a defenseless state to manifest their casting, a magic trap can wipe out all their existence with a single blow.'

bum bum.

The wizards moved.

their location.

it was ambiguous

It was possible to specify the position of the opponent in the battle of the great warriors, but the miracle of standing on the magic trap did not happen exactly.

About 150m away from the magic trap.

It wasn't perfect, but that didn't mean Flora's plans went wrong.

Count Vandenberg asked.

Flora. When are you going to explode the magic trap?"

"A hasty explosion can give enemies time to prepare. Magical casting is most vulnerable to the climax of the spell's manifestation. If you aim at that time and cause an explosion, the backflow of mana will put the wizards at least in a state of incapacity."

I know. Let me give you a signal."

Yes.

nerves were sharp.

First.

Cairo's soldiers moved.

By directing them to attack from a distance, it showed that the Kingdom of Cairo was generally willing to respond.

Push Shush.

Arrows embroidering the sky.

They did not reach the wizard.

Most of them could not even get close and fell, and the arrows that reached nearby lost their power.

That was then.

The energy of mana arose around the wizards.

Until their magic reached its peak, the wizards did not notice the existence of traps in the thick mana concentration.

evil.

Brightly shining mana.

That moment.

Flora exclaimed.

"Now!"

"Explode it."

triggering of the trap.

Just before the magic appeared, a huge explosion occurred near the wizards.

Quang.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Curl rumble rumble.

It wasn't the kind of thing to react to.

Flora placed magic traps in layers at specific locations, and a chain of explosions completely wiped out those around them.

The magic of the wizards was canceled by a huge shock.

They vomited blood in the backflow of mana, and eventually they had no choice but to die in the explosion that hit them.

Flora's plan.

It was a success.

The plan that began with the battle of the Great Warriors, eventually succeeded in eliminating Kronos' powerful weapon.

However.

"Same guys. you're very upset Listen, soldiers of Kronos. The Cairo Kingdom is now in a state of disrepair due to civil war. To those who dare to think that they can withstand the Empire, show them what the Kronos Empire is!"

"Wow!"

"Attack!"

The order was dropped.

Only the magician's weapon was removed.

Dark clouds rushed into the western front at the sight of the darkly swarming enemies.

* * *

It was a really bloody time.

Not long after, the imperial army approached the fortress wall, hoisted dozens of ladders, and quickly climbed up the wall.

"Stop it!"

"Push the ladder!"

Cairo's soldiers were furious.

They pushed the ladders that climbed up like ants, and some soldiers attacked the enemies using hot water and arrows.

The advantage of Suseong (守城) was clear.

The Imperial Army was able to reduce a number of enemies before they could do anything, but that didn't mean the war ended in victory.

soldiers of the empire.

They didn't stop.

He climbed the ladder, and from a certain moment, beings began to set foot on the wall one by one.

puck!

One arrow pierced the enemy.

It was Flora.

Dressed in battlefield attire, she aimed her arrows and took out the enemies that climbed up the wall one by one.

"Don't lose your concentration! The enemies have lost the wizard! It's a fight in our favor!

squealed.

blood and death.

Screams were heard from all sides.

There was no way of knowing whether it was the scream of the enemy or the scream of an ally, but Flora did not waver.

Immediately after coming to the capital.

Flora accepted two teachers.

One was a professor of tactics at the royal academy, and the other was a commoner known as a master shooter in the area.

She experienced war in Lawrence.

The plan that I thought was okay in its own way was devastated by one flare, and looking back now, it was a really easy decision.

why.

Couldn't you have thought of Flair?

No matter how hard the opponent was financially, the existence of the flare had to be considered unconditionally.

So I studied tactics.

It was to make a wise decision in the same situation, and the reason I learned archery was because I knew that war is a world ruled by the logic of power.

No matter how plausible tactics are planned.

You need the strength to actually move and kill the enemy.

Flora didn't want to be a flashy commander, but she wanted to be a being who could defeat the enemy by working together with the soldiers.

My pretty hands turned into a mess.

It was ugly with torn fingers and calluses, but she was not ashamed of her hands.

Because it is the result of hard work.

The arrow that had left her hand pierced the enemy's head in white hair.

puck!

"Never give up! The moment the Western Front collapses, our families in Cairo will be at risk."

The battle was fierce.

The Kronos Empire, which seemed likely to capture the castle at any moment, seemed to be pushed back as time went on.

Again, this was a strategic success.

Count Vandenberg abandoned the second line of defense and concentrated his troops here, and thanks to the consolidation of the western forces, he could not be shaken by the imperial attack.

finally.

The Kronos Empire was withdrawn.

He didn't win the war.

They only blocked the first attack, but the war had just begun.

next day.

Kronos' attack resumed.

Pushing their troops into the wall, they went almost to the brink of fall, and once again ordered a retreat.

cliff edge.

It was the last breath.

The original plan was to last 5 days.

However, even after dealing with the wizard, the Western Front faced a crisis within three days.

However.

The third attack of the Kronos Empire was not attempted.

The reason was obvious.

Roman Dmitry's Kingdom Army has arrived on the Western Front.

* * *

only 3 days.

The miracle has become a reality.

At a time when he thought that ending the rebellion was imminent, Roman Dmitry appeared on the Western Front.

The leaders gathered.

Count Vandenberg could not hide his admiration for Roman Dmitry.

" That's great. Clearing up the rebels of the Marquis Benedict in just one day. Thanks to you, we sighed. If it had been a little late, the fate of the Western Front would not have been guaranteed."

Everyone agreed.

The Western Front did its best.

It certainly led to a perfectly ideal situation, but the problem was that Kronos' power was too strong.

meeting room.

There were familiar faces to Roman.

Flora Lawrence tied her hair up in a haggard ponytail, and Rodwell Dmitry rolled her eyes with a bandage.

They showed signs of agitation from the moment they met Roman Dmitry.

Their eyes fluttered wildly every time they met, but Roman Dmitry never spoke to them.

looked away.

Looking at Count Vandenberg, Roman Dmitry said.

"Please assemble your troops from now on."

" May I ask why? The Kronos Empire will probably not attack. The nobility of the Marquis Benedict, who had internal communication, also fell, and the siege failed, so there is no reason to overdo it. As expected, within a day or two, the enemies are more likely to clear up and retreat."

The war is over.

It was a victory for Cairo.

No, it couldn't be called a victory.

The Kronos Empire was judged to be of no benefit and simply withdrew.

By the way.

Roman Dmitry had a different idea.

"The enemies have invaded the territory of Cairo. Until now, if Kronos was accustomed to ravaging and leaving as he wanted, from now on, the Kingdom of Cairo will show a strong attitude toward the enemy's actions. His Majesty the King has entrusted me with the full power of this matter. So, gather your forces and prepare to open the gates."

Count Vandenberg's eyes widened.

Roman's words.

I knew what that meant.

"We will chase the enemies back to the Empire and defeat them."

A statement different from what was expected.

People in the conference room were shocked.