I Killed the Player of the Academy Chapter 246

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World Tree (3)

In countless legends and myths, there are countless armors with anti-horse power.

The silver armor created by Gobni, one of the great blacksmiths Danan, is the pinnacle of anti-horse fighting.

“Hmm~”

Ohad chuckled and gazed beyond the darkness.

The precision bombardment with firepower comparable to that of anti-magic was powerful and even contained a curse that caused continuous burns.

They are quite capable people… They are probably wizards from the Magic Tower who were enslaved.

“But I never thought he would immediately be thrown out of battle. Should I say he was shy or weak?”

The moment Ohad came to a halt due to the bombardment, Corin Locke immediately fled with his soldiers and knights.

‘Shall I chase you?’

However, I had no choice but to put those worries aside as I heard the footsteps of the army gradually advancing.

“Anyway, I brought quite a lot with me.”

It is not difficult to compete in quantity, but there is no reason to compete head-on.

“We’re a bit under-armed to deal with them all. We’ll have to prepare everything we have to spare.”

Ohad stored away his weapon and walked away.

It’s not his job to defend Sam anyway. He is the final gatekeeper. The defense of this place is the druid’s job.

“But you chose me as the gatekeeper. Balthazar is going too far.”

However, there is nothing that cannot be understood. Everything for the final fight.

If you ask me to become a cornerstone for the world, there is nothing I cannot do.

* * * *

After being bombarded by Ohad, he immediately jumped out.

There is no need for me to exert all my strength in dealing with that guy. Just trample them with overwhelming firepower.

He probably had no intention of facing the army alone, so he would have retreated.

“doesn’t exist!”

“I think he ran away!”

In fact, when I returned with the main force, there was no trace of Ohad anywhere.

“Whew… that’s a shame, little brother. I should have punished the guy who hurt my little brother.”

“That’s right. I’ll be a little more stubborn and stick with you one more time.”

He must have made a very sharp harpoon with Daguri.

However, the opponent is not stupid and will not fight alone against an army of this size. It is unlikely that there is any non-standard anti-military technology like Taeyang.

“Why did they show themselves already?”

“It’s probably a waste of time. The World Tree is not a tree that normally grows at this timing. I think they probably overdid it.”

Unlike the original, this fight was brought forward considerably. At least 6 months. There will be some risk.

“Anyway, he’s not the real threat here.”

“Ohad Breath? I heard he’s a god king like Chairman Erin?”

“As an individual, Ohad Breath is one of the strongest people next to Balthazar… but things are a little different when the World Tree is enlightened.”

A real threat that has been doing its job in silence until now.

In the great natural field called the World Tree, the true threat comes from its inspiration.

Lawgiver Doomnorix.

The one who achieves balance in Mother Nature.

The most dangerous time is when a guy shows his true colors.

“We will keep the scouting party operation to a minimum. How many people are here?”

“3,500 combat troops alone, excluding supply troops.”

“Not much.”

“Instead, the strength of knights and wizards is solid. That’s about 20%.”

It’s important to go back to your roots, but it’s also important to join forces that may have been scattered around here.

“Join the wildlings and valkyries and become bigger.”

If there are a lot of pages, most enemies can be cleared with a free pass.

Originally, the player would have to go one by one, doing potion shows, rest shows, and all sorts of hardships to clear the path, but this means that the player can build up strength to go through the path.

“Okay, little brother. Let’s accumulate strength in case Ohad appears again.”

“Saint…!”

At that time, a soldier approached Estelle. He found the Supreme Commander and got down on one knee.

“Uh, urgent alert! A group of monsters or demonic spirits have appeared ahead! The battle has begun!”

“······Is this starting soon?”

It is certainly true that we have brought a huge army. However, that does not mean that the other party does not have comparable quantities.

“I’ll go.”

“Are you going to be okay? I need to save my strength.”

“If you’re a shadow demon, there’s no need to spare any effort. I’ll take the lead and monitor the situation for a while.”

As we headed to the front, as expected, shadow demons were fighting with the soldiers.

Actually, it’s not that dangerous. There must be a lot of troops here too.

The battle continues like this several times, and corpses keep appearing.

They are either kingdom soldiers or northern warriors.

“He died not long ago. It looks like he fought against the demonic beasts we dealt with earlier.”

“Still, the Lord will take care of me because I went away fighting the monster.”

“Of course. They are warriors who died for this crusade.”

“Hehe, I guess so.”

I did not deny that their faith was tired from their anxiety. Rather, I participated.

“There is no time to bury us, so let us spend our time in silence. You will understand.”

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I made the sign of the cross and prayed for their well-being. It’s funny that I, who know the truth about the gods of this world, do this… but shouldn’t the living people be relieved?

May their souls find comfort.

May the Lord look upon their bravery.

Pray for the dead and the living are relieved. I hope they go to a good place and that if they die, someone will pray for them.

Religion can be a refuge that provides relief in such extreme situations.

So we take the lead once again. We were soon able to meet a new group.

-Jump, jump, jump!

You can hear the sound of thick leather shoes covered in fur stepping on the snow. These are by no means the official military boots of soldiers or knights.

“Hmm? Southerners?”

The group that appeared at the front was a group of hundreds of northerners.

“They are wild people.”

“Shh. Don’t give me something to fight for.”

We slowly approached them, leaving behind the soldier commander who was urging us to speak inadvertently.

“Which tribe?”

“We are the Axe Blade tribe! We fought together at the Wall!”

“Hmm… what should I see?”

In a world where light has disappeared, you have no choice but to rely on torches and lighting magic to look ahead.

Northerners engrave tribal symbols on things like armor, so it is bound to be even more difficult to recognize them in places like this.

The soldiers, who were tired from fighting the demonic beasts, looked happy at the appearance of our allies, and I was shocked and stopped as I saw the northerners slowly approaching.

There was blood on the ax held by the leading wildman.

Of the devil? No, shadow demons are monsters that have no proper form. If it’s a monster, there’s no need to get blood on it.

Of course, as we move forward, monsters and mythical monsters will appear, but I feel somewhat uneasy.

“for a moment.”

I stopped them first.

The northerner stops walking and stares at me. I looked at them closely as if trying to judge them.

Certainly, their leather clothes and helmets contain patterns symbolizing their tribe. But what guarantee is there that it is truly theirs?

Perhaps they may have annihilated and stolen the Ax Blade tribe.

“Why do you do this, Lord Corrin?”

I quietly answered the knight’s question.

“Among the northerners, there are many tribes that follow the leader of the enemy. He may be one of them.”

“······!”

The driver seemed to understand my concerns and began to watch the northerners with caution.

Perhaps because such gaze was unpleasant, the Ax Blade tribesmen began to mutter.

“Do you suspect us?”

“Because the situation is the situation.”

“This war was for your cooperation! We risked our lives and fought on the Wall!”

“Now, calm down and let’s say our names just in case. I’m Corinne Locke.”

“Corin Locke?”

The leading warrior looked at me and tilted his head.

“You know me, right?”

“Hmm… you were the warrior chosen by Skändmer Brünnhild. You still look like a young man…”

He bowed politely, holding the horn of his helmet.

“This is Beric Jogetsson.”

It’s a name I don’t know. But I can’t just deny it. I can’t memorize the names of all the 150,000 Northern warriors on our side.

“If you don’t mind, can you tell me how the blood on the weapons and armor came to be?”

“this?”

He said, roughly wiping the blood off his axe.

“There were compatriots who attacked us.”

“Compatriots?”

“To be exact, they were people who took their side. We had no choice but to kill them.”

“You killed your compatriots, but you don’t seem very sorry?”

“Hahaha!”

Beric laughs heartily at my question.

“Unlike the southerners, everything in the north is lacking. Food, water, even women! It’s common for tribes to kill each other with axes. Well, since they died like warriors, they probably went to Valhalla.”

Well, although they are united as a kingdom and a union, northerners operate in a tribal system. There is no concept of one nation, and when something big happens, it feels like uniting around the largest tribe.

It is said that even the Valkyries often make their tribes fight against each other in the name of training great warriors, so it is difficult to understand this sensibility through modern sensibilities.

“But where were you headed?”

I tried a fake here.

“I was going up along the roots. Wasn’t the goal to find a spring?”

You know me well. This is news delivered to the military in advance. When you see the World Tree, go back to the roots, find the spring, and destroy it.

Is it us who knows this? No, there are so many people who know this fact. Even if you have a few prestigious names, you will find out quickly.

“Hey, you guys, drop your weapons first.”

One of the knights who had the same anxiety as me suddenly spoke as if giving an order to the northerners.

“what?”

The Ax Blade tribe trembled as if they had heard something they should not have heard. Regardless, the driver maintains an overbearing gaze.

“First, we asked you to throw away your weapons. After you throw away your weapons, we will verify your identity.”

“These bastards…”

“Are you telling me to throw away a weapon that is the soul of a warrior?”

Northerners protest as if it were natural.

“Wait a minute, what…”

The words are different, and the law is different. What makes you say something so cheesy? There will be a backlash that never existed!

“How can you say so much when wild people tell you to do whatever they tell you to do?”

“What? You f*cking Southern bastards!”

-Chaeng!

Swords and axes pulled out in an instant. Ah, this has become a battle of pride.

Northerners and Southerners held swords and axes and stared at each other with the intent to kill.

Although they are on the same side now, they have been at odds for a long time. There is no way that long-standing resentment can be resolved with a brief truce.

‘······If we fight, we will win by a landslide.’

The opponents are just hundreds of warriors. This is thousands. There are also knight-level knights in the mix.

If we fight, there will be mass destruction. But what if they are on our side?

He just becomes an idiot who killed his allies in an emotional fight.

It must be dried first. Northerners who would rather die than bend their pride will not be the first to bend…

“Wait a minute, calm down, southerners. I understand how you feel, but there is no need to shed blood among our own troops, right?”

“huh?”

Are you bending here? Northerners?

Instead of throwing an ax at someone’s face, he bends over and comes in?

“For now, let’s calm down and get to know each other.”

Are you trying to have a conversation?

There’s no way you’re such a civilized person!

There’s no way you’re civilized people who serve the Valkyries who stand by to cut off people’s heads whenever they get the chance!

I doubt it.

It’s very suspicious.

That guy’s attempt at conversation actually heightened my suspicions.

If there’s something to hide… is there a trick that will make it reveal its true colors right away?

A strange sense of anxiety and unwavering confidence. More than anything, I am tormented by the suspicion that will arise whenever I meet northerners in the future.

Every time I meet a Northerner, I have to have a confrontation like this, which takes up too much time.

A magical means of quickly, concisely, and reliably judging allies and enemies.

“there is.”

“huh?”

“Lord Corrin?”

“Eureka…”

If that is the way… in this world, if God exists and the inhabitants of this world know that divinity exists… there is a taboo that can never be broken!

“Huh… haven’t you given up on your suspicions yet? Where do I start from now──”

“······try.”

“Huh? What?”

“Look at the new… sun.”

The Axe Knife tribe tilts their heads as if they can’t hear well. I walked up to them and spoke loudly.

“Do it Tates you bastard.”

try! Red… No, why can’t we do it if we’re on our team!

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