407. Watch. He’s my friend.
Audin thought that in his current state, there was nothing he could do about the opponent with his speed. You could tell just by looking at him rushing.
Although others may not know, some people, including Encred, knew that Audin had great insight and that he fought with his head turned.
If you look at it from the outside, it may seem like you can solve anything with force, but that’s not true.
‘That’s too fast.’
He could have been captured if he endured the pain and created divinity, but there was no need for Audin.
Auddin calculated and made his move. In some ways, it was the closest fighting method to regular sword fighting.
There are two people attacking. One held a trident and the other also held a long spear.
They both widened their distance and stabbed Audin. She repeated the thrusting and pulling until it was annoying.
The blade of the spear, faster than a bee’s sting, tried to pierce and tear Audin’s skin.
Audin made up for the lack of speed by minimizing the movement route. He strengthened his defenses by striking the spear blade with the back of his hand.
Para la rock.
The cloak that roughly covered the body flapped as it pleased with the movements. It was difficult to expect defensive power with a cloak that was almost like matte.
Every time the spear blade brushed against it, it tore into pieces.
Audin held on and held on for a moment, then bowed his back and rushed forward. It was so fast that his body seemed to be stretching for a moment. If you put all your effort into charging, you could catch up with your opponent’s speed even if it was just for a moment.
“hot!”
The guy holding the trident shouted.
The blade of the spear grazed my back because I was so bent down.
Because it was a stab based on incredible strength, the cloak that was wrapped like a mat was split in half and the skin was scratched even if it just grazed.
But the blood doesn’t flow. Auddin’s skin was similar to that of iron armor. It was different from normal human skin.
Audin rushed forward and hugged his opponent’s knee. Even if his opponent’s body was more agile, he would not be pushed back by his strength.
And the flower of martial arts lies in close combat.
As Audin lifted his opponent by the knees, the trident-holder’s feet lifted off the ground.
“what!”
Trident shouted in surprise. The leg that was being held did not move, as if it was stuck between large rocks.
I reflexively tried to shake it off, but it was useless, and there was no way I wouldn’t be surprised as my body was lifted.
Jangchang saw that and suddenly stabbed his spear. Au Din read the direction of the spear blade by feeling the air waves and twisted his body slightly.
Pick!
The spear blade flowed through the body and curved to the side.
shed the body
It was Auddin who taught Encred this art. It was natural for him to show greater skill.
His body moved like a soft cotton ball, out of proportion to his size.
The blade of the spear hit my back, but it passed by as if it had just grazed me.
Even then, the guy whose knees were caught by Auddin’s hands was still lifted up.
The one whose body was lifted let go of the spear and stretched out both hands.
The fingernails that had grown out were about to dig into his forearm, and Audin ignored him and slammed the guy to the floor.
Boom! Wood clatter.
Of course, it didn’t end with a crash.
He grabbed his legs and rolled forward, putting his legs behind his opponent’s head.
He folded the enemy’s waist in half, stepped on his shoulder with his right foot, and pulled out his spine.
Wood-dud-dud-duk.
Bones painted red met the air. The blood spread out with tremendous force.
There was nothing else to do but the opponent’s fingernails touching Auddin’s shoulder. Everything happened in an instant.
As I dealt with the guy like that, the guy who was wielding the long spear flinched.
Even though I had lost half of my reason, I thought this was something.
“monster?”
Audin grinned at the words that came out of the monster’s mouth.
“The Lord waits. Brother Monster.”
The fight afterward was no different from before. The monster, which even two people could not handle, narrowed the distance with its spear blade.
Even Audin’s iron-like skin would sometimes have scratches or splatter blood.
Because the strength of the opponent was formidable.
Nevertheless, the distance narrowed.
The opponent caught by Auddin’s hand had his arm torn off and his back broken.
At the end, he even showed an incredible stunt of pulling out part of the cervical vertebrae with his fingers.
Encred almost clapped his hands.
Was the opponent’s force overwhelming?
Yes.
And yet, this is the result.
At first glance, he is a chimera who resembles a knight.
‘But it’s not a knight.’
Even then, the Count, sitting in the strangely dark, black chair, did not move.
Saxony suddenly came up behind Encred. He breathed lightly.
“He’s a troublesome spellcaster.”
After listening to Saxony’s evaluation, it was clear that he was a formidable guy.
Encrid looked at Count Molsen.
The Count’s gaze, which had a vein on his forehead, was filled with murderous intent to the point where the word bloody was not enough.
“I will kill you long ago.”
The Count truly regretted it. I never thought it would block my way to this extent.
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How infuriating is it for something like this to happen even though there was no news about it?
That doesn’t mean he failed.
Moreover, wasn’t the reason for trying to keep him alive clear?
I will plant a ghost like this and make it my family.
If I can’t keep you under me as a human, I can just let you remain in a non-human form.
“I guess I can’t sleep with my feet up unless I kill and destroy them all.”
“I’ll fold your legs and let you sleep in the coffin.”
Encred skillfully accepted the Count’s words.
The childish joke about making the other person fold their feet because he won’t die came out at the right moment.
There was no need to say that those words again upset the count.
I don’t know anything else, but I thought that that bastard’s tongue could be compared to a knight’s sword.
Of course, now even the sword in his hand has become threatening.
“Okay, talk loudly. “I will rip you to pieces and burn you to death, and until then, you will live unharmed and let me see your body torn and burned!”
I will take the remaining souls and make them neither die nor live.
When the Count said ‘I will do it’, two voices sounded as if they were overlapping.
That also made Encred’s head pound.
Funny enough, Encrid felt his perspective widen as he listened to the Count’s curse.
So, it was the feeling I got when I was trapped by Abneir’s hand and couldn’t escape.
It is a battlefield viewed with intuition rather than strategy and tactics.
The realm of intuition and sixth sense expands to find a way to achieve what you want.
It was not the realm of reason, but of instinct.
It was also a realization that came naturally because of what Esther said.
‘I have to kill that thing to end.’
The intuition is that the war will end only when the Count dies.
It’s time to reflect on your intuition.
“Are you going to leave that behind?”
Rem asked. Encred stared at his barbarian subordinate.
After that, Ragna, Audin, and Saxony also came into view.
Everyone seemed a little tired, but none of them showed it outwardly.
Auddin laughed, cracking his finger bone as if he had broken one of his fingers.
“Brother, I will add a prayer on the way.”
It was about fighting together.
Encrid looked around the four of them and then turned his head towards the Count.
It was as if he spoke his purpose with his eyes.
“together?”
The four naturally nodded to the short question.
Rem takes a step and Ragnar follows, with Saxony quietly standing next to him. Auddin moved at the back, as if encompassing everyone.
“I thought he was a pestilent bastard. “From the beginning.”
Rem muttered.
“I agree. “I have to kill that thing.”
Saxony answered.
“There is no need to find a shortcut.”
Ragnar said while looking at the Count.
“My Lord and Father. “I will send one more soul with a poor heart here.”
Auddin prayed.
Encred walked in front of the four.
Sinar did not come between them. To be honest, he didn’t even think he could be of help now.
I cut down the fairy who had just mutated, but the opponent’s sword split my thigh, making it difficult to run properly.
No matter how much he drank the energy of spring and fought, he was not an easy guy.
He took out a bandage and wrapped it around his thigh. Even if it doesn’t help, it can’t be a hindrance, right?
Dunbakhel and Teresa did not dare to intervene.
Encred also told us to go to the rear.
It may have sounded like an excuse not to be here, but I followed the order faithfully.
While Dunbakel and Theresa fell to the rear, Encred and his party continued to move forward.
In fact, Rem, Ragna, Audin, and Saxony were all not in good health.
Among them, Saxony was the most intact, but his specialty was not attacking head-on.
When it comes to swordsmanship alone, Encred can be said to have the upper hand.
Still, the five went ahead.
Do what needs to be done.
Encred lived like that no matter what day it was.
Therefore, I decided to walk that way to capture the end of the civil war.
Krang and Marcus, who joined late, also saw it.
“I think a friend I made by chance will put a crown on my head, more than all the months of thinking, suffering, and preparation.”
Krang said with a smile. She didn’t seem to have any worries.
Marcus was surprised to see Krang smiling so brightly in this situation.
“Are you laughing?”
Our allies, more specifically Encrid, showed overwhelming force, but Count Molsen was still the same.
It remained motionless and gave off something black and gloomy.
It seemed as if he was sitting on the throne of death in the palace of the battlefield.
Even if the name of that chair was actually Death, I would have believed it.
Acea also led her knights to a place where Encred and his company could be seen.
Squire Lawford, who was under his command, saw Encred and the group and spoke hurriedly.
“I will help!”
Before he knew it, he respected and followed the man named Encred more than any knight.
Who can fight like that and go out like that?
Lawford tried to run out immediately, but his orange-haired superior stopped him.
“Don’t fuss.”
“yes?”
“I stopped the entire battlefield so I wouldn’t kill people like you. Look carefully, how do you fight?”
Even Acea was dissatisfied.
‘You didn’t even ask me to go with you?’
He is a quasi-knight. Fight well. Of course, they lost to Encred, but didn’t the people guarding them fight a tough fight? There was no way there were no injuries.
Wouldn’t it be right to take someone who is relatively healthy?
“It’s annoying.”
The desire to be among them suddenly arose.
Even though he is a member of the Knights of the Red Cloak, a group that cannot be compared to any other within Naurilia.
Now I wanted to stand by Encred’s side.
I wanted to do that no matter what the cost.
So what he said while stopping Lawford was the same as what he said to Acia herself.
The shepherd of the wilderness also quietly took a step back from the suddenly stopped battlefield, but Fel could not control his curiosity and approached under the pretext of guarding Kraang.
‘uh?’
It was a familiar face.
‘That moonlit night.’
Isn’t he a crazy bastard who kept asking for cuts even after being cut by an idol slayer?
I really thought it wasn’t an average bet.
‘Was it that bad?’
The back is visible. He was involved in everything that happened on the battlefield, stopping the fight and moving on.
‘Is it a duty?’
To fight and protect?
While thinking about that, Krang said with his eyes shining.
“Watch. “He is my friend.”
It’s a friend. So, it is not tied to the duties of the royal family. Nevertheless, I go forward.
For what.
I heard a declaration to end the war. Then it means that he went out solely for that purpose.
Although it is an action that does not resonate well with a shepherd who operates for practical purposes and profit.
“Fel. “To lead a group, you must not look at the world only through gain and loss.”
My father’s teachings come to mind. Fel had a small realization.
Sometimes you have to take losses for your ideals.
I also decided at the same time.
I decided to leave the shepherd group for a while.
It wasn’t just because of the elders who were nagging.
‘There will be a lot to learn.’
Fel is lost in thought, and Krang laughs, telling no one to come forward.
Only Marcus was upset.
He knows too. We can’t stop Encred now. Nevertheless, I wanted to use a treacherous method. Even if I had to be cursed for the rest of my life, I wanted to shoot an arrow at that count’s head right now.
Of course it won’t work.
I couldn’t help but want to do something like that.
I want to stop Encred from entering the arms of a very dangerous cub just by looking at it.
As I did so, I caught sight of Kraang smiling and asked.
“It’s amazing how much laughter comes out.”
“Commander Marcus. If not now, when will you smile? “I think if Enki dies, we’ll all die anyway.”
“… … “There is a last resort, right?”
“I won’t take it out.”
“why?”
“It is not a crown that should be worn even while killing a friend.”
Krang was still the same. He was he. Marcus found it frustrating, but it was also a way to serve him.
Only then could Marcus feel at ease.
All you have to do is bet everything on Encred.
“then.”
Marcus was also disappointed, but laughed it off.
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The count wasn’t looking at the approaching men.
His eyes looked towards the back of the battlefield. The detachment sent to hunt down the damn witch was just about to attack the rear.
‘f*cking bitch.’
The Count was cursing Esther about a hundred times in his mind.
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