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Edin Molsen’s head ached from the smell of burning oil in the lamp.
If I stay like this a little longer, won’t I die because I won’t be able to taste the fresher air?
Even without being tortured or beaten.
‘Damn it.’
After swearing under my breath, worries about my younger brother suddenly began to fill my mind.
When I raised my head, I saw a guy sitting right in front of me with his legs crossed. He has big eyes and is a handsome man that even men would look at. In the Mad Company, his name was Kreis, and Edin was a familiar face.
I had no idea that this bastard had planted a surveillance station next to himself and his younger brother. Since complaining about it now wouldn’t change the situation, he asked a practical and realistic question.
“What about my younger brother?”
“I’m fine. “I eat less, but I think that’s the secret to maintaining my body.”
The elegant way of speaking was unfortunate.
“If you had fled right before the civil war broke out, this wouldn’t have happened.”
Hearing what Kreis said, Edin was about to say that he wanted to do the same, but stopped.
What do you need to know to avoid it?
The father, the king of the frontier, planned a civil war and carried it out? He knew, but he couldn’t say it out loud.
No matter what anyone said, he is Edin’s father.
Treason would definitely be punishable by beheading.
But will he stand on the other side of his father?
It was an unthinkable sound.
Edin knew the power his father possessed. He was not a man who fought a losing battle.
Edin Molsen just wanted to hide away in a quiet place with his younger brother.
East or North, it didn’t matter where.
That’s why I held on even though I was beaten up by a guy named Encred.
My younger brother persuaded my father that all I had to do was seduce a guy named Encred.
When I think about it now, it seemed like my father didn’t even care about me.
‘But I wouldn’t have let you run away.’
“Kill it.”
Edin said. These are my father’s enemies and I will not let him live.
Worthy as a hostage? It was an unthinkable sound.
The father?
Dean Molsen, my father suddenly didn’t seem like a person. The level of chill was similar to that of permafrost, a land that is forever frozen.
Although it is not visible from the outside, when you watch it closely, there is a coldness that is not like a human being.
‘Since when has it been like that?’
I do not know. It was outside the range of perception. At some point, his father changed.
“What are you killing?”
Kreis shook his head left and right and slapped my thigh loudly.
“Okay, let’s do it this way.”
Kreis knew how to deal with people. He was quick-witted and understood the situation well.
I knew right away that Edin Molsen was worthless as a hostage.
Count Molsen did not care at all about the son in front of him.
Of course, there was also the daughter who was brought disguised as a man.
It’s not my business to know other people’s family circumstances, but one thing was certain.
‘Edin Molsen is trying to run away.’
It was clear what I wanted. There was no need for torture.
“Tell me everything you know and let’s go to Martai. I’ll give you a new identity and a home. You may have been thinking of building a foundation by selling the jewelry or trinkets you brought with you, but do you think you will be able to easily dispose of such items out of thin air? “I’m lucky if I don’t get stabbed by a robber in the middle of the night.”
Kreis once hid people and earned krona. He was so resourceful that at one time he even thought about going this way.
I quit because the chance of getting stabbed and being locked up in prison was too high, but the rhythm of that time never went away.
It wasn’t that difficult since it was possible through the Gilpin Guild.
“… … “You’ll save me?”
Edin’s eyes were full of doubt.
‘Yes, I don’t trust you easily either.’
Kreis uttered words that would make the nominal opponent nod his head.
“I swear on the captain’s honor.”
The leader is Encred. The weight of the name Encred in the Border Guard could not be compared to anything else.
Even if you don’t know the castle lord’s name, even a kid passing by knows the name Encred.
“What if this is false?”
“Are there any other options?”
Edin had no choice. You either believe it and say it or you just die.
“Whoa, damn it. “You’re stuck.”
Edin Molsen said what he knew. He wasn’t really important to him.
I didn’t know the details anyway.
“There are five deadly weapons in the Countess.”
“It’s a person, not a dog?”
I think the unit attached at the end is wrong.
“I’m talking about five warriors who use different weapons.”
The explanation wasn’t long.
The Count’s troops were divided into four branches, and they all had four commanders called generals.
The rest of the organization was similar to that of the kingdom.
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The four generals and the warriors guarding the count are the five weapons raised by Molsen.
It was also said that they were five monsters who proved themselves through force.
Malten, a mute warrior wielding a hammer.
Benukt, a giant who uses his body as a weapon.
Jalban, who wields two spears at a feat level.
Banat, the fairy of the leaf sword.
Learbart, a guard warrior from a fallen noble family.
“They are all people who could have gone to the Knights Templar. “They are all loyal to the Count.”
Just thinking about them made Edin’s mouth go dry.
All of them were not human-like.
Count Molsen was a persistent and conniving person. So no one knew about his hidden power.
“Maybe you colluded with a cult?”
It was the same for Kreis. So this is the question that came up. I wonder if the Count will attract Azpen and another group.
“There’s no need to do that. “Because there is Yeongjigun.”
Edin spoke, and Kreis changed his relaxed expression.
There was no need for a long explanation.
“You’ve created an incredible army.”
While the Border Guard blocks Azpen.
While blocking the Demon Lord and the South in the kingdom.
Count Molsen was quiet. He didn’t cause much trouble. Although he was called the king of the frontier, he never had any major accidents.
This is the power gathered like that.
Above all, is that all there is?
That sneaky guy?
There may be more hidden away. It was a confidence that started with doubt.
Jump up!
When Kreis got up and kicked the chair, it fell backwards with a thud.
Edin closed his eyes as he looked at that.
The die was cast, and Edin himself seemed to know how many eyes there would be.
I heard Chrys, who had run outside, giving strength to his stomach and shouting.
“Auddin! Captain Sinar! Battalion Commander Graham! We must organize reinforcements immediately!”
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“It was a mistake to knock down the peace officer like that.”
Those were the words of a guild master next to Encred. To be honest, it was annoying, but I let it go.
He was a guy who approached me with something similar to a crush.
This is the person who followed him to the road to Nauril Plain, supporting him with various weapons and equipment.
He also said that he also used a sword in his youth.
In other words, it was an expression of the will to fight in the king’s army.
“mistake?”
Andrew, who was following, seemed to be annoyed by the words, and reacted.
“I know you have skills, but don’t you? “Nothing is more important than reputation.”
The guild master spoke as if making an excuse, and Andrew snorted. The guild master frowned upon seeing this, but then quickly relaxed his expression.
The opponent is the head of the Gardner family, a rising nobility.
I heard that the five trainees who followed him all had great skills.
Encred didn’t care what the guild master who followed him said.
Why does that sound come out?
I figured it out right away without even thinking about it too much.
This is because no one who has seen what Encred did has spoken out loudly.
Acea, who knows the general situation, is not the kind of person who would speak up.
So what will Rem say? Chatting was Rem’s specialty, but there was nothing to talk about here. There is no need to mention Ragna and Saxony.
But Esther came forward.
“This is the one who saved your king.”
Should I say it like this? That would be so cool.
Of course, there were people who saw Encred.
These are the people who fought against Krang when he was saved. Although they saw the swordsmanship that cut down the squire in one fell swoop, they just ran away.
Of course, there was no opportunity to talk.
Krang didn’t say anything, and neither did Matthew. The same went for the guard holding the trident.
But when someone spewed nonsense, both Matthew and the Trident escort got angry.
Of course, this doesn’t mean that words didn’t spread at all.
Because there was Squire Lawford and the palace maid.
Thanks to this, rumors spread.
The rumor is that the Border Guard hero named Encred is real.
The words that used to go around like braggart or chaff are slowly fading away.
However, not all nobles approved it.
So what?
I’ll say it again, Encred didn’t care one bit. Among those gathered by Encred’s side, none of them particularly cared about such things.
I wouldn’t know if there was someone who came and mocked me.
If not, why bother?
Encred was more interested in other things than these things.
Because there was a lot to think about and a lot to do.
All the way to Nauril Plain, Encrid reflected on the past.
“I am Inggis of the Knights of the Red Cloak. “I think I’ll see you again next time.”
A knight named Inggis came to Encred separately before leaving.
“I hope we can spar next time.”
Even though he didn’t do anything else, Inggis’ attention turned to Encred.
“But why do you want to fight with the captain?”
Rem, who was nearby, asked if he was curious.
Usually, Encred asks to fight first, but the opposite case is rare.
“I know because you have good instincts, but you are a fun person.”
Inggis stroked his hair and spoke seriously.
In Encred’s eyes, the other person appeared to be a very unique person.
“Okay then.”
He left, saying there were a lot of troubles in the South. I repeated the phrase that I would see you again later a couple of times.
“You’re becoming a man I can fall in love with every day.”
Afterwards, Ruagarne came to visit, and she touched the sword a few times and then spoke.
“It’s no longer possible with my skills.”
My ankle wasn’t healthy yet. No matter how frocks you wear, your ankles won’t grow out in just one day.
Even so, the difference in skill was clear.
“But it looks like there’s still something left to teach you.”
Rua Garne worked on Jeong Geom-sik’s methods for five days.
Encred learned faithfully as a matter of course.
‘Did you do it like this back then?’
While marching, Encred moved his hand blades around and memorized his sword skills. It’s everyday life. Everyone thought that was what they were seeing.
In fact, there were no separate soldiers under his command, so it would have been obvious to say he was a spectator.
They are Ragnar, Saxony, Dunbakel, Rem, and Andrew.
Except for Andrew, their original affiliation was the Border Guard Standing Army, so it was natural that they had no soldiers under their command.
The road to Nauril Plain was smooth. There was no surprise attack or attack.
The scouting party kept moving and reported the enemy’s movements.
Even then, Encred just kept reflecting on what he had refined over the past month.
One month could normally be considered a short time, but this month was different.
“It has increased a lot.”
I saw Ragna’s eyes change.
“Huh, dumb show. “I’ll do it half-heartedly.”
It brought out Rem’s seriousness.
“It’s absolutely ridiculous.”
Acea, who had recovered somewhat and came to visit, shook her head. How can her skills improve so much in just a few days? This is it.
“It has become difficult to find our former self.”
Saxony even said something like that. It was high praise. En Creed nodded his head.
For a month, Encred barely spoke.
He went forward swinging his sword.
Because of the stimulus given by the boatman?
That wasn’t all.
Inside of Encred, a quasi-knight who cut off the pulse constantly emerged.
Encred asked questions to himself and within himself several times.
‘What if we really fought until the end?’
So what happened?
Answers are obtained from repeated questions. No, I already knew the answer.
An experience today that has been repeated over and over again.
Now that I have walked and walked again, my vision has opened up.
Three times at most, that was enough.
Then I was able to get over it.
That’s why he wasn’t a wall.
It was a refreshing experience.
I could say it was only a month.
Even though it was such a short time compared to today’s repetition.
It was a time when concentration and density were different.
Encred showed a difference every day. It was a moment to digest the accumulated experience of today, but to other people, it was just a strange thing.
“Now, if you can handle it, it won’t fall apart.”
That was Rem’s conclusion.
We arrived at the Nauril Plain.
As summer came, the enemy army was visible across the field where green shoots were growing taller.
There were so many troops lined up in a row that it was dizzying just to look at them.
“There are a lot of them.”
Rem speaks first. Ragnar nodded her head, and Saxony crossed her arms and only slightly raised her head.
Dunbakhel looked from left to right and said.
“Would it be three times as much?”
It was as he said. The numbers were different.
In fact, the commanders in Crang’s army thought that the count might attract cultists or do some other trick.
It was a misjudgment.
The medical history is purely different. The number of refined territories is close to 10,000.
Just by stopping and lining up, we lost momentum.
The number of friendly troops prepared for civil war was approximately 3,000.
The level of training is delayed and so are the numbers. It’s a losing battle.
Five weapons took their place in front of him. There were two adjutants next to me, and they also had extraordinary spirit.
It was a sunny day, but it seemed like dark clouds were gathering.
It is a black cloud that only covers the heads of our allies.
and.
“I’m just coming to say hello.”
There was a man who came all the way here just thinking about the sword.
He wanted to test his sword. He also had an instinctive intention to turn the situation around.
It is a sense of reading the atmosphere that penetrates the strategies and tactics obtained during the battle with Azpen.
“Square eyes.”
Encred called his friend, who now often gives him a ride, and got on top of him.
The horn sounds and the horn sounds.
Boom, boom, boom!
As the sound of drums spreads, a horseman moves forward.
“Anyone, come out and have a look.”
shout out In a situation where everyone was dumbfounded, Zalvan’s adjutant, one of the five weapons, came forward.
“I’ll get the neck.”
Since the opponent wanted a duel, it was okay to do so.
The adjutant rode out on horseback, extending his long spear forward.
The opponent got off his horse.
Why did the idiot get off the horse?
Heeeeeee!
The adjutant’s horse burst into tears.
“under!”
As we increased our speed in unison, the ground began to rumble.
A heavy horse, a warrior holding a spear on top of it.
It looked like at least one person who got off the horse would be cut into pieces or skewered.
“Uh oh.”
Someone in the kingdom’s army pointed ahead and opened his mouth.
Shouldn’t that be avoided?
That’s the question.
But the placenta just watched indifferently.
The whole process didn’t happen all at once, but what can you do?
As the situation unfolded, I could only watch.
Anyone who had eyes and could see the situation would have judged that the author would be impaled on a spear and die.
Those who didn’t know Encred thought so.
Only a few had time to spare. These are the people who know who the person who came forward is.
Doo doo doo doo doo!
Words instantly narrow the space. The massive weight is visible from afar. Dust rose up.
The grass was crushed behind the hooves and flew backwards.
It was a violent sprint compared to the smooth progress our troops made as if they were running on clouds.
Whoop!
A window cuts through the air. Jalvan’s adjutant and horseman, who stabbed the spear, passed by the opponent.
Fuwaak!
Blood sprayed into the air like paint spilling on a canvas.
The horse passed by, but the rider left half his body behind.
The upper body of the spear-holder was lifted in the air as if someone had pulled it by a thread and then fell to the floor.
Blood and internal organs stained the grass and soil.
It was the first casualty.
Encred muttered, thinking it didn’t matter if he couldn’t hear.
“next.”
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