Episode 132
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The situation changed in an instant.
While Michael Lancaster was away from the main front line to intercept Philip’s ‘mobile defense force’, elite forces from Dale and York took advantage of the gap to launch a breakthrough.
In addition, the York women could not be an exception to the core force of the York family commanded by the ‘Black Prince’.
They never officially reveal their abilities, but their influence on ‘battles’ from the shadows is by no means underestimated.
The magic of the Blue Tower is by no means limited to handling things like water or ice. It encompasses a variety of mind manipulation, brainwashing, and illusions… … As its name suggests, it is a tower that pursues the wisdom of schemes and lies.
Brainwashing doesn’t necessarily have to be directed at enemies.
“For the House of York!”
“Never fall!”
Instilling beliefs by intentionally instilling a specific value system, such as a political officer instilling national ideology and patriotism in soldiers.
“Let them fight for their beliefs.”
“York’s future depends on them.”
“As a hero of York, imagine a future where the world praises and upholds your exploits.”
The blue aura blades that shine along with the swords of the Blue Rose Knights… … However, the level of the knights using those swords was by no means that of an aura knight. At best, they would be at the level of a mere aura beginner.
However, a mere Auror beginner was freely wielding the ‘Auror Blade’, the crystallization of his thoughts as a knight.
Only then could I finally understand the true power of the York witches.
Mind control, brainwashing. A blue aura blade that glows by instilling false thoughts.
The race called succubi do not have the easy-to-understand devil wings or tails. Furthermore, the real fear of succubi is not ultimately their charm as women who seduce men.
Because their real power was brainwashing, which allowed them to literally captivate people and manipulate and control their minds as if they were turning the palm of their hand.
Through the hands of Margaret and Catherine of York and other ladies, a mere Auror beginner is raised to the level of ‘Auror Knight’.
In addition, the results of the ideas injected by the hand of Mistress Titania, the mastermind of the Marquis of York, were there.
There were knights there, projecting armor of thought known as Auror Masters and Avatars.
“You are the heroes of our York family.”
The knights are struggling in the ‘false thoughts’ built up by the Empress of Mongma.
“Oh, we will never forget your sacrifice.”
As if led by Titania’s words, the knights unleashed their avatars in unison and chanted the honor of York. Surely, in their minds, they were picturing a rosy future where they would win this war and become heroes of the empire and be praised.
Even if it’s just a fleeting dream.
‘Was this the true power of the York family?’
I was finally able to realize that, as Titania had said, war is never fought by those who are stronger than the norm.
The knight’s aura is ultimately the crystallization of an idea, and the York witches were instilling that ‘idea’ through their mind-manipulating abilities. In a sense, it is no different from the White Tower’s hymn magic, which strengthens an idea by encouraging spirit and faith.
Only then could I understand the composure that Mistress Titania had shown during the First War of the Roses. If he had turned her into an enemy and fought her to the end, even Dale would not have been 100% sure of victory.
Having already gained a strategic advantage through Dale’s tricks, the power displayed by York’s clan was far beyond what Dale could have imagined.
Because the unit power initially assumed has increased by nearly several times.
‘I guess I should be thankful that I didn’t turn into an enemy.’
Dale turned his head away, thinking of it as someone else’s business. Nothing would change. Dale would win, and Titania and the Council of Sorceresses of the Blue Tower would keep their promise.
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By breaking through at one point, they took control of the Lancaster rear, and the battle situation soon became one where York’s side surrounded Lancaster’s forces from the front and rear.
The front was blocked by York’s fortress and the Mercury troops, and the rear of the Lancaster troops, which were spread out wide and long, was controlled by York’s elite, the Knights of the Blue Rose, commanded by the ‘Black Prince’ and Titania.
By the time Mikhail’s elite forces arrived, the entire main front had already suffered irreparable damage after being defeated piecemeal.
A powerful force that exerts a strong influence in battle through bait, and then strikes at the enemy’s weak points while taking advantage of the gap.
Every time the cavalry commanded by the ‘Black Prince’ appeared in various places, Lancaster’s troops were annihilated and a sea of blood was spread out. It was a truly wild and wild activity that was like looking at the palm of one’s hand.
Belatedly, Lancaster began to gather all of its remaining troops and prepare for the final battle.
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The Rosicrucian Knights, engraved with a white rose, charged at once, and the cavalry of the Knights of the Order of the Blue Rose began to prepare a defensive posture in response.
At the end of the war, the main force clashes to drive the final wedge.
The plains where the two territories of York and Lancaster met were soaked in blood. Unlike York, who had taken his place on the hill early and was taking his time, it was Lancaster who could not stand the urgency and took the offensive.
A cavalry charge was made, taking advantage of the mobility boasted by the Rosicrucian Knights, and the Blue Rose Knights dismounted and solidified their defensive posture.
The ‘Black Prince’ was also there. He was a sniper who worked secretly among the archers of both wings, without officially revealing his presence.
Taang!
In a battlefield where iron clashes with iron and blood and flesh are scattered, it was not easy for even the knights of the ‘Auror Master’ to realize the existence of a sniper rifle slashing down between them.
A single ‘Shadow Bullet’ hidden in the midst of a barrage of arrows struck the knights’ skulls.
‘I’d like to project the Gatling style, but… … .’
After all, the ‘Black Prince’ is someone who does not officially exist here. In order to cover up Dale’s activities, it was necessary to avoid excessively nitpicking.
“For York!”
Soon the Lancastrian cavalry began to climb the hill, and the two armies clashed. The Blue Rose knights in the first rank, facing the Rosicrucian knights, raised their shields with a roar that bordered on fanaticism.
It was just then.
The charging knights of Lancaster began to unfold their ‘avatars’, wrapped in red and white light. The second son of the Duke’s family, Michael Lancaster, who claimed to be their standard-bearer, was no exception.
A red and white knight symbolizing the apostle of fire and light, the knight of the sun.
‘It’s come.’
After seeing that, Dale didn’t hesitate either.
“It will be our job to deal with the second son of the Duke’s family.”
“Respect.”
After speaking, the shadow sniper stood up after a long silence. As the ‘Shadow Lord’ who would determine the direction of this war.
The high-ranking assassins of the Shadow Court who had been following Dale’s back disappeared with the wind.
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There was an explosion of pure white light, like looking at the sun’s corona.
A solar storm wielding plasma, the fourth substance, as a weapon.
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There was a scene there that looked like a 21st century bombing raid was underway.
While the two sides’ large forces were facing each other, everything blocking his path disappeared. A literal blank space opened up.
The defensive formation of the Blue Rose Knights, dismounted and holding their shields, was swept away, and without hesitation Mikhail galloped with his men to break through the empty ranks.
It was at that very moment that Michael and his Rosicrucian knights took up a defensive posture as the murderous spirits raged from all sides.
The wind was blowing, and there were shadows of people where there should be no one.
They were wearing black coats and bird beak masks.
“Shadow Court… … .”
Mikhail opened his mouth at the sight of them.
“And it looks like the ‘Black Prince’ is also with us.”
“… … .”
Silence fell.
“I received the request.”
After a moment of silence, one of the Shadow Court’s assassins spoke.
“We are just a criminal organization carrying out our clients’ orders.”
“Whose request is this?”
“It’s a trade secret.”
A force beyond the norm, Michael Lancaster and his Rosicrucian Knights. To stand against him, you need an ‘asymmetrical force’ that is similar or greater than his.
“Is the Duke of Lancaster not going to participate in this war?”
“After the war, my father swore that he would never use his sword to invade other territories.”
“Your son, who is actually like that, is framing me for a crime that did not occur and invading someone else’s territory.”
A man in a bird beak mask sneered coldly.
“Wouldn’t it be nice if we didn’t have to expand our world of ideas?”
Mikhail asked the assassin of the Shadow Court.
“Your Majesty… … No, I will do my best regardless of the ‘weight of blood’ you carry.”
As an apostle of fire and light, he took hold of the ‘Sword of the Warrior’ that was burning with plasma. The Rosicrucian Knights who followed Mikhail also entered battle stance all at once.
A fair duel on the plains, without even the advantage of being the assassin. In addition, the numbers were overwhelmingly superior to Lancaster’s. It wasn’t a very good situation for the assassins of the Shadow Court.
But this is never the battlefield where they will fight.
“I am prepared for that.”
One of the assassins in the new beak mask snapped his fingers. Black magic swept along his feet.
At the same time, a ‘winter darkness’ descended, engulfing Michael Lancaster, the Knights of the Rosicrucian Cross, and all the assassins of the Shadow Court.
To the pitch-black castle towering in the dark white winter night, where embers dance in the castle’s hearth.
The world of ideas, the will to fight with all one’s might as a magician.
“Oh, shit. My bones are sore.”
In that scene, a man wearing a bird beak mask opened his mouth with his shoulders shaking. Leaving behind the tragic confrontation, he spoke indifferently as if it were someone else’s business.
It was the undisputed master of the sword, the swordsman who was beyond the pale.
“This side already has one of the Seven Swords of the Continent and many other strong people of similar strength.”
The man in the bird beak mask opened his mouth.
“And now that I have witnessed ‘my world’, I cannot leave Prince Mikhail’s knights alive.”
“… … You speak as if you were making an exception for me.”
“Because the ‘weight of blood’ flowing through our bodies is not equal.”
Witnessing the world of ideas has a meaning that is not light at all. It can be 100% negative or 100% positive. However, apart from that, unfolding the world of ideas to confront the knight of the Avatar is close to the realm of inevitable self-defense.
“I have no personal feelings. This is simply a business carried out by the Shadow Court upon request.”
“What is your request?”
“We will achieve victory in this war.”
The man in the bird beak mask answered.
“To that end, I intend to capture Prince Michael and propose a truce to the Lancaster family.”
“… … That’s actually fortunate.”
But Michael Lancaster nodded calmly, without any surprise.
“I have no intention of playing on the palm of the ‘Black Prince’s’ hand any longer.”
He nodded and then readjusted his grip on his sword.
“Isn’t that right? Sir Sepilia, the Swordsman.”
At the same time, Michael Lancaster opened his mouth. Towards one of the Rosicrucian knights who was following him.
One of the knights took off his armored helmet as if it was too much of a hassle. The unforgettable black hair of a woman flowed out from under the helmet. Furthermore, the ‘Soulbringer’ that he had tucked into his sword hilt finally began to emit a chilling chill.
“In a battlefield, there are no lifelong enemies or lifelong allies.”
“… … !”
A member of the Seven Swords of the Continent who is said to have returned to the Imperial City after receiving a direct summons from the Imperial Family.
As Dale abandoned Lancaster and used his power for York… … .
‘Sepilia the Sword’, who had once fought in battles for the York family as a collateral branch of the York family, now stood on the Lancaster side and took hold of her sword.
