Chapter 215

Episode 215

It’s quiet.

The moment I was sitting with Elise in the corner of Elfr’s village was so quiet and serene that it took my breath away.

Was I so wrong?

Actually, it was a mistake just to invite such a dangerous person.

Moreover, she has a lot of work to do as the head girl.

From the moment she arrived here, her work was piling up in real time.

She came just because it was my order, so maybe I was too indifferent.

‘But I’m here for her... it’s difficult.’

Since she came here, it can be said that she is exposed to danger.

If there is no place to escape, you can protect her next to the world tree, which is the safest place in the south.

“....”

Ellis still said nothing.

She just stared straight ahead quietly.

While I was looking awkward in an atmosphere where it was difficult to even talk, I saw the elder who distributed the weapons to the elves approaching me.

“You are here.”

Aside from wearing armor and holding a bow, he looked much more relaxed.

It has become somewhat of an adaptation.

“Soon.”

“yes. “Then please take care of me.”

One-third of the elves will participate in tomorrow’s war.

And they come in shifts.

The elder will remain in the village just in case.

Since he has the greatest power, his power must be conserved.

When things just don’t work out and a turnaround is needed, it’s time for him to step forward.

“Master...”

As I stood up, Ellis called me.

Her eyes were full of unknown emotions.

There were so many emotions, but one of them was readable.

‘Please take me with you.’

She wanted to say that.

Please don’t leave me behind and take me with you.

Under most circumstances, I would have taken her with me, but now is different.

Even in the North, there were dozens of times when she was taken away and ended up in crisis.

Especially at the end, if it weren’t for Beatrice, I would have died or she would have died.

Ellis is certainly a capable maid, but that only goes so far.

There was no need or reason to take her with him to war.

Rather, it can become a burden.

“sorry. I won’t ask you to know how much I don’t want to lose you. “Stay here though.”

“....”

“I’ll come visit you somewhere along the way. “Don’t worry too much.”

I put my hand on her head.

I thought she was too worried and thinking too much, so I ruffled her hair.

Worrying too much can be toxic.

I didn’t want to lose her.

“But won’t Miss Selina and Miss Beatrice participate in the war?”

“Because they have the power to protect themselves.”

“....”

They can protect themselves even without me.

Selina is an Auror user and Beatrice is a 5th Circle mage.

It’s almost like we have to ask them to participate in the war.

But unlike them, Ellis had no special characteristics.

I couldn’t use a sword as well as Selina or handle Aurors.

It wasn’t like Beatrice could use magic.

Considering that she died without being able to resist Ahar in the original work, her strength is slightly higher than that of an ordinary person.

“If you go, you have no choice but to become a burden.”

Her eyes widened at my words.

Her face hardened for a moment and she lowered her head.

If I had said this much, you would have understood what I was trying to say.

“I’m the burden...”

She mutters something quietly.

Shocked face.

I had my head down and couldn’t even think about lifting it again.

“Then please.”

“...All right.”

The elder answered, looking back and forth between me and Ellis with strange eyes.

A face curious about my relationship with her.

There was no reason to explain, so I ignored the question.

“Those picky elves, those powerful spirits will help us, two masters will fight with us, and a 5th circle wizard close to the archmage will support us!”

“Guardians of the South! Demons of the battlefield! Slaughter them! Show us our fears! “We will win!”

Oooh! Their shouts rang out and the Marquis of Easton drew his sword.

Dawn began to break.

The moon is covered by the sunlight and dawn blooms in the sky.

The Marquis of Easton’s sword was raised high.

The sharp blade of the sword shines in the sunlight.

thud! thud! thud!

The soldiers stamp their feet. Their faces were red, perhaps because of the sunlight.

“Open the gate!”

The gatekeepers who had been waiting for that sound opened the gate wide.

Before I knew it, I could see barbarians approaching and encamping beyond the gate.

Their eyes opened in surprise at our shouts.

A face that did not expect the gate to open so quickly.

Some of them realize the situation and hurriedly go to look for weapons.

Looking at it all, the Marquis of Easton lowered the sword he held high in the sky.

“Charge!”

The soldiers run.

What was amazing was that hundreds of soldiers were running at the same time without the battle line being disrupted.

Knights rode alongside the soldiers.

“They are coming!”

“It’s war!”

“It’s started!”

The barbarians were not dismayed. Rather, he moved as if he had only been waiting for this moment.

No weapons?

They rushed in with their bare hands.

Even if they don’t have weapons, their whole body is a weapon.

A fist harder than a rock struck the soldier in the face.

Quaaaang! A soldier whose face was hit by a barbarian flies far away.

I swung my name to avoid the soldier.

Sigh!

Blood spattered on my face. The barbarian’s body, with its upper body split open, falls down.

“die!”

After that, the barbarian pushed away the corpse of his comrade and swung his ax.

I put aura on the cotton and raised the anticipation as much as possible.

With a crack of an axe, the barbarian’s body was split vertically.

From the side, I could see soldiers rushing towards the barbarians.

I followed them and rushed at the barbarians, swinging my sword.

Wow!

Kill it!

Hahaha!

The laughter of barbarians and the screams of their comrades.

Many people died in a short period of time.

I was barely able to look around the battlefield when my body was completely soaked with blood and filled with a sticky feeling.

Soldiers and barbarians were gathered together, swinging their weapons at each other.

The knight’s sword cut the barbarian’s throat, and the rangers’ arrows and daggers aimed at the barbarian’s forehead.

The barbarians’ glaives cut off the legs of the knight’s horse, and their teeth bit into the soldier’s neck like an animal.

The road to hell.

I thought that if it were real, it would look like this.

I thought it couldn’t go on like this.

You shouldn’t expend too much manpower from the beginning.

The hundreds of barbarians here were merely scouts.

Their main unit is separate. This is the real power of thousands of people, perhaps even more than 10,000 people.

To deal with them, you need to end the first battle quickly.

I looked around.

Even if they are barbarians who think that strength is everything, there must be a leader who leads them.

If he dies, his morale will be broken. Because their leader is the strongest among them.

‘It could be the other way around.’

It’s good to try something.

Take a look. The barbarians dealing with the soldiers.

After looking around like that, I was able to find a guy who looked like an executive without having to search for long.

The guy who was overwhelming the three knights by bursting into wild laughter.

I ran towards him.

“How can this be, dogs of Easton! “That’s all you guys have!”

“Ugh!”

“Don’t be pushed! If you are pushed, it’s over!”

“Narrow the siege!”

The man’s ax, which was not intimidated by the knights’ siege, struck down the knights’ weapons and swung towards the central knight.