CH 272

Cheonma Second Forest (4)

that day.

Kevin wasn't the only one who couldn't sleep.

"In the war to come, in order for the Kingdom Union to win, we need you, who have worked together with Roman Dmitry. So leave this to me. I will defeat Hannibal, and I will follow you soon."

The words of Count Nicholas.

Chris recalled that moment.

Knowing that Count Nicholas' sacrifice would become meaningless the moment he hesitated, Chris clenched his teeth and chose to run away.

At the time, I believed it was the only way.

I knew that Hannibal's aura was destructive, and that it was a monster that could never be defeated with just a few strikes.

It was a complete defeat.

Leaving behind the collapsing western front, he could not look back with the excuse of strategy.

and a few days ago.

From the people, I heard the news of Count Nicholas.

"According to those who have seen the last appearance of Count Nicholas, it is said that he did not last long and was killed by Hannibal. He was a real swordsman. If Count Nicholas hadn't stopped the Kronos Empire, perhaps we would have been annihilated and unable to get out of the Western Front."

It was embarrassing.

The person who delivered the message said that Count Nicholas was everyone's benefactor and tried to relieve the guilt, but Chris looked up to the sky with a feeling of helplessness that took control of his body.

Following Roman Dmitry, he lived a life of life and death.

In the meantime, he has made rapid progress, but paradoxically, the stronger he gets, the more he realizes that he is just a frog in a well.

The world was wide.

In order to remain with Roman Dmitry, it was impossible to rationalize every defeat just because the world was wide.

Barbosa.

Hannibal.

such strong men.

If nothing can be done against such monsters, the same thing as Count Nicholas is bound to be repeated over and over again.

Would it be right to survive at the expense of someone even then?

No, even if he survived like that, could he say that he was a necessary existence for Roman Dmitry?

messed it up

To break down with a sense of self-doubt, Chris had a high goal.

Roman Dmitry.

I wanted to get over him.

If he fell into a sense of humiliation like this, it seemed that he would never be able to say that he would ever surpass Roman Dmitry again.

chuck.

picked up a sword

It was from then.

Chris fell into swordsmanship alone.

How can I use swordsmanship faster and more powerfully?

If he had only had enough swordsmanship to assist Count Nicholas, he would have defeated Hannibal with his close attack.

My mind was intricately intertwined. Roman Dmitry's Island War and the Secret of Knights Commander Jonathan.

Spreading them dazzlingly, he constantly swung his sword to advance to a new level.

always.

Chris looked at Roman Dmitry from a distance.

I had a strong desire to receive direct instruction in a day or two, but I couldn't because of Roman Dmitry's words to develop on my own.

Memories of that time came to mind one by one.

How Roman Dmitry wielded his sword, and why he wielded it that way.

From the way Roman Dmitry accepted mana to even the smallest habit, the years piled up in his mind.

The thought bit its tail.

The earnestness penetrated the truth that had not been seen before.

'The master's method does not focus on the explosive power of the aura.

By accepting mana as it is and saving the essence, the aura was expressed in a completely different form.

It is very different from the way the world teaches.

Some people may call that method heresy, but I knew that it was impossible to assert that the correct answer set by the world by the side of the master was actually the correct answer.'

The answer is.

There is only one being who first defined the correct answer.

He made a bowl in the continental way, sprouted in the way of Roman Dmitry, and made his own way of mixing the two.

It cannot be said unconditionally that Roman Dmitry's method is correct.

Since he had already accepted the continent's method, he needed a method that could perfectly express the two strengths.

the sun goes down

The sun rose.

In the endless flow of time, Chris fell into a trance alone.

And from some moment.

thug.

poop poop.

Hwanbone metastasis (換骨奪胎).

The body began to undergo dramatic changes.

* * *

It was early morning.

Pooky and Volcan went out to the dance hall with sloppy faces.

what brings you here Huh?

"Okay, Chris. It looks like her face is glowing."

Both eyes widened.

Called by Chris, they reacted in embarrassment to the fact that their appearance had changed a lot from their memories.

The person who was usually called Dmitry's handsome man was Chris.

However, with her white jade-like skin and fluttering blonde hair, Chris' appearance seemed to have been upgraded by several steps.

But.

Chris didn't listen to compliments on his appearance.

"From now on, I will try to attack you. If you stop the attack, I'll give you my year's pay.

"Are you serious?"

"There is nothing else to say later."

eyes changed.

Although following Roman Dmitry received considerable rewards, Pukki and Volkan, born war mercenaries, did nothing when money was at stake.

So they sincerely followed Roman Dmitry.

It was because he was a person who did not simply force loyalty, but gave certain rewards as much as he suffered.

Chris' words.

It was a mistake.

He knew that his sword was as fast as lightning, but the two of them could not be said to be sane.

Both wielded swords.

In a tense atmosphere, Chris said.

"Exactly ten seconds later. I'll cut Volcan's top from the front, and then I'll cut off Puki's hair.

" What are you doing now?"

It was an absurd situation.

Blocking the attack was obviously a form of training, and Chris told him how and when to attack.

I felt neglected.

They couldn't beat Chris all a hundred times in a hundred fights, but stopping just one attack was another matter entirely.

There was no chance of defeat. The slightly heated face revealed the fact that his pride had been damaged from the expression on his face.

1 second.

2 seconds.

swallowed dry saliva.

Counting the time inwardly, when they reached nine seconds, they both pumped up their mana.

That moment.

flash.

pod.

The wind blew.

Before Chris could even recognize how he had moved, pieces of clothing from Volcan's coat and Pooky's hair flew into the sky.

There was no pain.

In fact, since it was an attack that did not contain 'murder intent', the skin was not cut, but the two showed a bewildered expression as they watched the things flying in the air.

It was fast.

Even after being attacked, he could not understand how he was attacked.

" How?"

Chris took the sword.

last few days.

He entered a new realm.

Amidst the pain of his body shattering and his muscles breaking, Chris gained strength he had never experienced before.

Roman Dmitry's Martial Arts.

It was not the secret of the Knights Templar Jonathan.

own thing.

Chris entered the ranks of pioneers.

* * *

It was a calm day.

The Kronos Imperial Army, which had spent time with guards stationed, was stunned by the report of the scouts.

"Now Roman Dmitry is coming here with his troops!"

enemy advance.

A meeting was convened.

For them, the skirmisher's report was almost unbelievable.

"It is clear that Roman Dmitry is crazy! An all-out war against 300,000 troops!"

"It is not advisable to make hasty judgments. Just by looking at the battles on the Southern Front, Roman Dmitry proved his tactical savvy. The advancing enemy may be for strategic reasons we didn't anticipate, and we don't really want an all-out war. So you have to keep your current position. If you go out prematurely, you never know what will happen."

Was it because it was an unusual situation?

Rather, disagreements arose.

In a chaotic situation with the voices of the leaders intertwined, Duke Bamford showed an angry expression.

Quang!

"Everyone, lower your voice."

Anger swelled.

Due to Duke Bamford's bloody momentum, the top leaders just shut their mouths.

"It doesn't matter what Roman Dmitry's intentions are. The problem is that they dare to induce an all-out war against the Kronos Empire. Isn't it really the same thing? To believe that a single kingdom can win an all-out war against the Kronos Empire. From now on, it is a matter of self-esteem. If we do not break the momentum of Roman Dmitry, who is holding his head upright, even if we win, it is certain that we will be ridiculed by the continent."

A cowardly commander who devoted himself to Mercury from Goseong even with 300,000 troops.

It was an unacceptable situation.

If the enemies induced their anger, it could be said to have succeeded remarkably.

trap?

I wasn't worried.

Whatever the enemies have prepared, they will crush it with overwhelming force.

"Order the soldiers of the Kronos Empire. From now on, we will directly kill Roman Dmitry."

"I take orders."

The wick caught fire.

now.

No complicated strategy, only the strength of the spear sword will determine the victory or defeat of the battlefield.

* * *

above the plain.

Both armies rushed in.

There was a huge difference in numbers.

While the empire of Kronos was constantly rushing in as if a tsunami was coming, Roman Dmitry's army was soon to come to an end.

Their troops could not be said to be small.

The troops who had retreated from the Western Front joined him, but the army of the Kronos Empire was only large enough to overwhelm him.

at regular intervals.

lined up with each other.

At that moment, when the tension was rising, Roman Dmitry walked out toward the enemy.

bum bum.

One step, one step.

narrowed the distance.

Then, he stopped walking and raised his voice towards the enemies.

"I am Roman Dmitry of the Duchy of Dmitry. To the Kronos Empire, I apply for the Battle of the Great Warrior."

battle of warlords.

people murmured

I thought that maybe Roman Dmitry might want a battle of the great warriors, but when what I imagined actually happened, various emotions were boiling over.

Some were perplexed, some responded astonishingly, and some were angry.

The emotion that occupied the majority of them was anger.

In this place, where Roman Dmitry mentioned the battle of the great warrior, Hannibal, who was not a general swordsman, but ranked second in the Chronos rankings.

that fact.

Even Roman Dmitry didn't know.

Still, Hannibal distorted his expression at the fact that he wanted a battle in Daejeon.

"I will come and deal with you."

"No, it is not allowed."

It was the Duke of Bamford.

The opponent's intentions were very clear.

Roman Dmitry would have intended to bring real benefits and atmosphere at the same time by disposing of the powerful sword possessed by the Kronos Empire.

Hannibal's skills were recognized by the Kronos Empire.

Even Roman Dmitry could not guarantee that he would defeat Hannibal, but it was necessary to prepare for the possibility.

Barbossa and Hannibal.

If the two fight, who will win?

Hannibal would win unconditionally, but it was impossible to defeat him in just seven hits like Roman Dmitry.

It was a fact that even the Kronos Empire recognized now.

Roman Dmitry was not a frog born in a well, but a strong enough to argue about the best in the continent.

if so.

There was no reason to accept it.

The power of the Kronos Empire is something that needs to be proven by the results, not the usual battles of great warriors.

'Roman Dmitry. Do you really want to fight by force?'

I still couldn't believe it.

30 million troops.

Hannibal and Shefir, etc.

The fact that it was only a battle of great warriors to propose against the Kronos Empire, which had overwhelming power, was only absurd for Duke Bamford.

If that's really all. The variable will not exist.

Having analyzed the existence of Roman Dmitry in detail, the Duke of Bamford did not allow the confrontation between Roman Dmitry and Hannibal.

That was then.

Roman Dmitry said.

"If you are afraid of a match with me, change your offer. I will send out two warriors to replace me, so how about sending out two warriors as well? If you refuse even this, then the battle of the Daejeon Warriors will be like nothing else."

That means.

It was an obvious provocation that upset the Duke of Bamford.