Great Invasion (1)
Many of the northern monsters are covered in fur, perhaps due to the cold environment.
War Mammoth, Ice Troll, Ice Wolf, Snow Wyvern.
If you look at them, which are pure white as if they were camouflage on a snowy field, from afar, they look like beautiful works of art, but if you look at them even a little more carefully, you will be horrified by the ferocious eyes of the beasts.
“······.”
Marie looked down at them from the high sky.
The ones rushing ahead are snowy wyverns. It is a special species that is naturally ferocious and can fly easily even on frozen snowy fields.
At one time, I read an article in an economic magazine that said they tried to develop it as a northern specialty, but failed to improve the variety.
“Approximately 400.”
Even taking into account the fact that there are three Hresvelg passengers, the difference is more than seven times just by simple comparison. That’s not all.
“Unlike those who are resistant to the cold and can fly quickly, even circling flight is difficult for us, except for Hresvelg.”
Marie came to a conclusion on the spot based on the facts reported by the warlock who specialized in breeding monsters.
“Don’t even let them get close. We’ll subdue them with firepower.”
Marie raised her hand. Then the Wyvern Riders began hovering, and the wizards stood up behind the Riders.
56 wyverns. Three Hresvelgs. There are 85 wizards on board.
“launch.”
Marie’s staff is aimed at the leading snow field wyverns. That was the signal.
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A supernatural phenomenon in which magic equivalent to 100 energy is activated in an instant. Fireballs, ice spears, thunderbolts, curses… countless magic rained down on the heads of the snowy Wyverns.
-Keeeeeeee!
-Kyaaaa──!!
Countless magical bombardments. If this many wizards gather together, they can collapse a mountain with just a bombardment. With all that firepower pouring down on our heads, it must be a bit daunting.
But they weren’t stupid either. The Wyverns, who were trying to attack the soldiers on the wall, turned and soared towards Marie and the Wyvern Riders.
One of the slave wizards offered cautious advice.
“It’s faster than you think. Why not retreat and get help from the siege crossbow…”
When it comes to close flying combat, this side is at an absolute disadvantage.
The southern mountain wyverns are not used to this harsh cold.
Even with the fur obtained from hunting monsters around the wall, the cold in the north was difficult to withstand.
“No, just keep pouring in. I’ll take care of the rest.”
At those words, the wizard did not raise the mantra twice more. They just obey their master.
“Because we don’t want our allies to get caught up…”
Marie controlled her magical power as much as possible. A magical essence that would envelop even her allies if amplified to her limits was engraved in her air.
The harsh nature of nature is a disaster in itself. This harsh cold imposed penalties on both soldiers and wyverns. However… there are a small number of people who are not included in that calculation.
For example, Marie Dunareff. And wizards from the Indigo School.
For the wizards of this school who manipulate water and ice, the harsh cold of the North actually strengthens their magic.
And Marie Dunareff is the strongest ice magician in existence. Just as she let out her magical breath, her sky began to freeze.
“Oh oh···.”
“Well, that thing defeated Elder Thlarion…”
Wizards are amazed and moved by the huge magic circle carved in the sky.
Although they were reduced to slaves, they ultimately walked the path of magic.
Because the truth of magic presented by the most powerful archmage in history does not change regardless of the situation.
“Snow Flower.”
The next moment, the world froze.
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“Ugh! Wyverns are falling from the sky!”
“Are you on our side?”
“No! White guys! It’s frozen solid! Watch out for falling rocks!”
By the time Marie and the Wyvern Riders were pouring out magic bombardment, they were preparing for a fierce battle on the ground as well.
Dozens of siege crossbows placed on the wall. Recently, the Gyereuks who chased away half-giants who tried to break down the castle gates did their job this time.
-Papapaak!
In the siege crossbow, which was pulled as much as possible with a mechanical structure, the iron balls, which were closer to harpoons than arrows, drew parabolas.
-Kwakwakwak!
The ice wolves that were leading the way are pierced and the heads of the ice trolls are blown off. Even though it is a fairly high-level monster, it seems to have had difficulty withstanding a siege crossbow with a piercing technique applied to it.
However, even for large monsters of the War Mammoth class, this did not penetrate deeply, and the giants bounced back as if they had hit an iron plate.
Moreover, the giants did not stay still.
Without approaching the wall, they picked up rocks from somewhere and threw them like baseballs.
Even though a catapult was an excellent long-range weapon with a killing power comparable to that of an arrow, when it reached the scale of a giant, the castle wall collapsed.
-Quaang!
-Quaaang!
The good news is that Josephine is blocking the threatening megaliths, and the walls that have been reinforced are holding up the rest.
“Erin···!”
“don’t worry!”
It was a time when flying rocks were about to wipe out the soldiers and wild men on the wall. Erin struck the silver spear on the floor to resonate the runes, and the runes engraved on the wall were activated.
『 ᛇ 』 ── Awaz
What that rune symbolizes is protection. Thousands of runes engraved on the wall created a transparent barrier in the air.
-Kwaouk!
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Rocks crushing against a transparent barrier. There was a loud noise like breaking glass, but none of the soldiers were hurt.
“How long do you think you’ll last?”
“······I just broke 13 sheets with that. There are still 80 sheets left.”
“It’s going to be difficult if it’s a long game.”
It’s not impossible to reinforce runes, but the only rune casters in this city are Corin and Erin. It wouldn’t be enough to block the wall thrown up by 50 giants.
‘Best of all, the real thing hasn’t even moved yet.’
Josephine is beyond the horizon. I stared at the great man who stood tall like a giant mountain behind the giants and controlled the battlefield.
Frost giant.
As the last frost giant of this era, its history is truly comparable to that of the sky giant.
That ancient wisdom and magical power hasn’t even been unleashed yet.
“Erin. I’m going to stop defending against the dialysis. You take it all.”
“I can’t last long.”
Josephine struck the air with her horsewhip, trusting Erin, whom she had known for a long time.
And the sky opens.
The dark space brings in things that should not exist in imaginary numbers.
A huge rock falling as the space opens. In the eastern part of the continent, a rocky mountain was carved out and the whole thing was dropped from the stratosphere.
A massive explosion of pure absolute mass. 90 years ago, Josephine destroyed the Magic Tower with this.
To prevent this, what is needed is an ‘issue’ that cuts off even the continent’s air layer──
There is only mass equivalent to it.
-Kugugung!
A huge head standing tall in the air. A huge head that looked as if it had been combed straight from a frost giant’s hair collided with the falling rock.
-Kung!
The giant’s head did not budge even in Joséphine’s meteor. The thing that showed surprising honesty soon disappeared, leaving behind only a rock that had lost its momentum.
“······.”
Josephine saw a frost giant staring at her from afar.
A mythical snowy entity whose entire body is covered in pure white.
Even with its butt on the ground and its chin resting on its head, it was several times larger than any other giant.
Frost giant.
The majestic being just stared at the barrier.
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As the fierce battle continued, Germain was taking a break after changing shifts.
“Whoo… whoo….”
In the first attack, part of the wall collapsed, and there were thousands of monsters pushing towards it.
Although the wall had a topographical advantage, it was not easy to block monsters with one’s bare body in a pile of collapsed walls.
“······All my teeth are gone.”
Germain looked down at his supplied sword. He cut the monster’s skin hundreds of times, causing his teeth to fall out and leaving him with a lot of blood.
“Germain…!”
As I was filling my hungry stomach, someone sat next to me. He was a golden boy who looked three years younger than me even though we were the same age.
“theory.”
At one time, he was a demon that I could not help but hate, but after hanging around with him for over a year, I am now used to him as a wolf boy.
“If you’re done eating, would you like to go towards the south gate with me?”
“What’s going on?”
“Brother Corin, food is coming in from the south gate. He said we should place it in the warehouse.”
food.
It was a serious problem. As Corin brought 230,000 wild men beyond the wall, the city’s food supply began to deplete.
Even though Marie brought a large amount of food, it wouldn’t last two days.
“already?”
“It looks like they prepared in advance. They’ll be back in two weeks.”
“······that’s interesting.”
As if they had anticipated this… from the beginning, they sent food in abundance as if they were going to feed hundreds of thousands of wild people.
“But… everyone is probably fighting.”
“It’s okay! We said there would be 4 shifts because there were a lot of people, so let’s just help with this and take a rest.”
“······.”
Germain felt Corinne’s subtle consideration.
Even though he himself is barely an adult, there is a part of him that treats people of the same age or even his seniors as if they were children.
Entrusting non-combat missions to the wolf siblings and myself would be part of that.
And yet, he fights in the most dangerous place.
It seems like sacrifice, dedication, and consideration are familiar. Truly like the hero of the new era predicted by the saint.
He was certainly a heroic knight worthy of respect… but still, Germain honestly could not look up to him.
“Alcohol! Where is the alcohol!”
“What, the southern brats eat these things and fight well!”
A group of wild people filled the floor. They were vulgar, loud, and rough.
Northern barbarians who have been invading the kingdom for a long time. They were brought into the kingdom, even though it was a walled city.
In a normal kingdom, this would have been unthinkable, and if done wrong, it could have been considered treason.
“You must not forgive the heretics. “Be sure to stone him to death.”
These are the words written in the Bible that Germain had been reading for so long until he was exhausted.
The barbarians were pagans who worshiped pagan gods, and were a nuisance that undermined the order of the kingdom.
Corin Locke accepted them without any hesitation. This is something we cannot understand.
Corin Locke. He acted as if he had transcended something. He ignored human troubles and conflicts as if they were nothing.
It may be the qualifications of a hero, but it was something that ordinary people like Germain could not easily accept.
“I’ll go first.”
“Huh? Eat everything and leave.”
Ron tried to stop him, but Germain didn’t like being in the same room with those dirty barbarians. He went straight to the south gate where he needed help.
“Priest Germain Luther.”
“uh?”
There are only a limited number of people who call themselves that. He turned his gaze in surprise and saw people dressed in black robes in his dark alley.
“Follow me.”
Germain knows who they are. Members of the Cross Assault Unit operating in secret under Bishop Renault. This is Zeruem’s shadow.
We followed them to a dark alley in the back alley. Bishop Renault Lijunan was waiting there.
“Bishop.”
“Oh, thank you for your hard work, Brother Luther.”
Bishop Renault, who had a kind-hearted appearance, behaved warmly as if he had just met his son.
“Uh, what’s going on?”
“I came to put into practice the words of the awesome Lord.”
Germain felt uneasy about something.
Zeruem’s recent behavior has been more than just suspicious, it’s also strange.
Wouldn’t he join hands with the wizards of the Magic Tower to capture the saint and preach an apocalyptic theory that would confuse the believers?
The oracle that the Lord was said to have given through Jeruem was favorable to Jeruem to the extent that it was contrived.
So they came all the way to the northern wall? It will never be a good thing.
“Anyway, this city smells like a gutter. Corin Locke also committed a great sin.”
“Sin…?”
“To join hands with the northern pagans. This is a great sin.”
“B-but… that person is of prophecy…”
“Do not be deceived by false prophecies, brother! Do you believe the nonsense of that wicked prostitute?”
Zeruem was embarrassed. Although the Church of Zeon and the Church of Zeruem are at odds, aren’t they brothers of the same faith?
Estelle, a saint of the Church of Zeon, is acknowledged by everyone as a child of God. Otherwise, how can she be said to have the mysterious power to make things happen as she prays?
Corin Locke was a party to that prophecy. It was the sun of hope that continued the prophecy of the apocalypse.
Of course, Germain didn’t understand everything he did, but it was an undeniable fact that he was a hero.
“Brother, do not be shaken by these difficult times when faith is in disarray and faith is confused. True faith depends only on us, Zeruem, and all pagans other than us are false prophets. We are the only rock that can save this world. This is it.”
“Yes, yes…”
Germain had difficulty ignoring Renault’s brilliant words. Rather, I was anxious about the real reason he came to this city.
“I…what’s going on here…”
“Originally, Corin Locke’s wanton heresy should be judged with proper heresy inquisitors… but unfortunately, the foolish people are being seduced by his splendid background and are unable to practice true faith.”
“······.”
“We have come to set this right. Germain, my brother, the time has come to put your faith into practice.”
The corner of Renault’s mouth twisted evilly.
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A man wearing a turban approaches a warrior who has tasted the blood of battle.
Even though he was dressed conspicuously at this barrier, no one noticed his secret movements. Only his employer noticed his approach.
“Have you been here too?”
The man who ran wilder than anyone else in the boiling blood of battle is reminiscent of a blue beast.
Who will realize that this is a young man who has just grown out of his boyhood? The man in the turban whispered to his employer in a somber voice.
“Surveillance target number 6 has infiltrated here.”
“Hmm… I thought you were going to do something, but you’re busy moving around.”
“What should I do? It looks like No. 6 came into contact with the boy under your command.”
The man wearing the turban saw that this beast, having tasted blood, would hunt the pigs with gusto.
But his answer was a little different from what I expected.
“Let’s wait and see. Everyone should be given a chance.”
“Hmm?”
The man wearing a turban tilted his head at the incomprehensible answer… The Hassan family soon returned, saying they would maintain the status quo.
After he leaves, Corinne passes the horse liquor that the wild men gave her and stares at the stream of walls with an expressionless expression.
“It’s time to choose, Germain.”
He believes in people’s good will and conscience. still. I believed that more people would move in a good direction.
fantasy,
