Episode 411: The Fall of Kronos (2)
Just now.
The Marquis of Memphis, who was moving hurriedly after hearing the explosion, heard an unbelievable report from the capital’s guards.
[Marquis of Memphis! Roman Dmitri unleashed an aura that caused the castle walls to collapse! Since the cracks in the castle walls have spread throughout the castle, it is impossible to proceed with repairs just by taking time. The sit-in operation was a complete failure. Please come to the scene and give us new orders.]
I stopped walking.
Feeling the cool energy penetrating his entire body, the Marquis of Memphis reflected on the report.
“… … “The castle wall collapsed?”
It was shocking.
Kronos was fully prepared for this day, but the castle wall collapsed while he was away.
It was a situation that could not be understood through common sense.
According to what was reported, Roman Dmitry was strong enough to collapse the castle wall in an instant, and the Kronos Empire faced an unavoidable crisis.
Gulp.
I swallowed dry saliva.
He did not know the true nature of Dmitry’s attempted operation.
It was inconceivable that workers would have been used to tear down the walls, and what was certain was that the sit-in protest was no longer possible.
All operations were based on the soundness of the castle walls.
However, if the walls had collapsed from the start, there was a fundamental question as to whether Kronos had a chance of victory.
It was impossible.
The war is over.
He was frightened by the fact that the monster that killed Alexander and even destroyed the castle wall was coming to kill him.
‘If Kronos is defeated like this. ‘Will I be able to survive?’
maybe.
There was a high probability that he would be executed as an example.
Roman Dmitry was such a person.
At least those in command who expressed their intention to confront him have never survived even once.
Barco, Marquis Benedict, Emperor Valhalla, etc.
I don’t know if I would have accepted it when room for compromise was allowed, but the desperate pleas of someone who lost the war did not work.
What was important to him was a clear precedent rather than the public sentiment, and thus all of Roman Dmitry’s enemies died.
‘In reality, the war is no different from the end. If there is no way to deal with Roman Dmitri in a situation where the castle wall has collapsed, everyone will eventually die due to that one being. Joining the wall is pointless. For the sake of the falling Kronos Empire, there is no reason for me to sacrifice my life to save them.’
“… … “Marquis?”
The family knight asked with a puzzled look.
Looking at him.
said the Marquis of Memphis.
“We are not heading to the walls.”
“What do you mean?”
“You don’t know what’s going on right now?! Roman Dmitry tore down the walls. This means that Dmitry’s devil is rushing towards us with his eyes lit, threatening to kill us! As of now, there is no point in fighting to the death. “You have to survive somehow to plan for the future.”
“… … All right. By the way, where are you planning to run away? There is no way out for us.”
Only then.
I faced reality.
The only escape route was a secret passage.
If Emperor Kronos had been leading the way, he could have escaped there, but when I thought about it, he personally gave the order to spray poison gas on the escape route and close it.
Dmitry’s operation was deliberate.
Smoke was sent to the secret passage to disperse the power, and at the same time, Kronos created a plate to block the escape route.
I got goosebumps.
how.
How far did Roman Dmitry plan?
The Marquis of Memphis chewed his lips with an anxious expression as his breathing was slowly becoming more difficult.
I had to think.
How to survive.
The magic communicator continued to hear messages asking for a response, and some of the knights following him looked at this situation with disgust.
But those problems didn’t matter at all.
The Marquis of Memphis, who was racking his brain, suddenly remembered a place that Emperor Kronos, who was possessed by Alexander, often visited.
“Yes, a secret room! “That’s right there!”
I was sure.
In order to survive.
Instead of fighting the storm that hit Kronos, the only way was to hide for a while.
* * *
It was a miserable reality.
Upon learning that the Marquis of Memphis had escaped, Alvaro, the commander of the capital guard, gritted his teeth with a world-shattered face.
“You bastard who can’t be bothered like this. “You abandoned your country to live alone.”
It was dark before my eyes.
From his perspective, he could see soldiers being unilaterally massacred, and he could not think of a way to solve this problem.
To be exact, I completely lost confidence after dealing with him in person.
At first, he believed that he had a chance of winning if he fought without giving up because they were all human beings, but as he dealt with Dmitry’s soldiers, he acknowledged that Dmitry could no longer be called a weak country on the border.
It was strong.
Dmitry’s strong soldiers seemed to overwhelm even most knights.
It was then.
“Are you the commander?”
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someone.
came towards him.
When I raised my head and checked, I saw sharp eyes and impressive blonde hair, and it was not difficult to guess that it was Dmitry’s flash of blood from the bloody energy radiating from it.
For a moment, I felt like my blood was drying up.
I never wanted to deal with a guy like Chris, but I thought it wasn’t a bad picture if you were in a situation where you were pushed to the edge anyway.
“Yes, I am Alvaro, the capital guard captain.”
closely.
I gripped my sword strongly.
Even if I die.
I wanted to leave behind a criminal record.
The fact that Alvaro, the captain of the capital guard, killed Dmitri’s flash, will leave his name behind even if he dies horribly here.
The eyes were fiercely shiny.
Emperor Kronos was Alexander’s puppet, and the Marquis of Memphis, who led Kronos, cowardly ran away.
This country is over.
Alvaro, who was watching his opponent closely, instantly exploded his aura when Chris took a step closer.
“And he is also the man who will kill you!”
Pot.
Crumbling.
It was explosive.
It penetrated the space in an instant, and the aura erupting from Alvaro’s sword spread as if it would engulf the world.
It was an overflow of aura. At the cost of his own life, Alvaro gathered all the mana spread throughout his body.
kill him
You too will die.
He planned to prove with his own power that Cronus was an empire that conquered the continent.
And that’s it.
Flash.
puck.
It was Alvaro’s last memory.
Instead of dodging the attack, Chris dug into a sharp gap and blew off the opponent’s head in one go.
One island.
It got even faster.
Imagining Ares and Kevin, Chris sharpened himself.
For Roman Dmitry’s sake, he happily accepted the growth of his colleagues, but he had no intention of having his territory invaded.
Martial arts is not just about training the body.
As Chris’s mind entered a new realm, Alvaro was unable to properly capture his opponent’s attack until the moment of his death.
Chris took a step back.
My throat burned.
Even more than Kevin.
He wanted to reveal himself.
* * *
Kronos lost his will to fight.
From the start, the walls collapsed, the Marquis of Memphis was nowhere to be seen, and Álvaro could no longer give orders.
They only fight because they were driven to the battlefield. They did not show a strong desire to win this war.
They knew it too.
The fact that there is no chance of winning.
And Roman Dmitry keenly captured the rapidly changing flow of war.
‘I still can’t see the Marquis of Memphis. In a situation where it was revealed that Emperor Kronos was a scarecrow, the fact that the person in command with the strongest say was not visible would mean that he had given up on the war and fled.’
No explanation was needed.
It was visible.
The confusion of the enemies who lost their commander.
In that case, there was no need for Dmitri to continue the battle without risking any more damage.
‘Heavenly Sword.’
Up in the sky.
The aura soared.
People’s eyes focused on one place, and the space in front of them was swept away at once, as if God’s judgment had fallen.
Quang!
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!
Crumbling.
It was an overwhelming sight.
People who watched in fascination, people who ran away trying to survive, people who created an aura to fight back somehow, etc. They were all completely destroyed.
The indiscriminate eruption of aura is not a very powerful method against individuals, but the people of the Kronos Empire were unable to withstand its destructive power just by being swept up in the aura.
Outside of heaven.
Beyond human limits.
In the momentary silence, Roman Dmitry raised his voice.
“The war is already over. Your commander, the Marquis of Memphis, has fled, and no one will come to rescue you. Let me ask you. It is a battlefield where neither Emperor Kronos nor the commander who will lead you exists. “What on earth are you fighting for?”
I asked a question.
Moment.
The war stopped.
People with blood-stained faces looked at Roman Dmitri with a lost expression and reacted with confusion at the fact that the Marquis of Memphis had escaped.
They didn’t know that fact.
They were just fighting for the sake of fighting, and had no way of knowing that the Marquis of Memphis had abandoned them.
That’s why the shock was great. Kronos’ soldiers looked at each other, hoping that someone would explain this confusing situation.
“The Kronos Empire used black magic. Alexandre proved that fact, and warlocks were mobilized in the battle just now. Is this really what you want this country to be like? “Are you willing to sacrifice your lives to the end for those who seek to gain power even by using black magic that destroys humanity?”
they.
There is no authority to decide on war.
Since they were forcibly driven to the battlefield, they were given a last chance to end the war.
“If you want to fight for Kronos until the end, from now on I will kill you all without leaving a single prisoner of war. Choose. “This is your only chance to choose your own future.”
In those words.
People were confused.
At that moment, when people were panicking and not knowing what to do, a man walked out among the people.
“Can I ask one question?”
he is.
He was an ordinary soldier.
He, who did not even know his name and was just a commoner, appeared in front of people.
* * *
said the soldier.
“As far as I know, I heard you never give a second chance. We missed our chance to surrender, and even just a moment ago, we were desperately trying to kill your people. But are you really going to give us a chance? “We know that Roman Dmitry has shown absolutely no mercy, so what can we trust to throw away our weapons?”
It was a desperate voice.
For him.
I couldn’t trust those in power.
While preparing for this war, the Marquis of Memphis emphasized something to his soldiers.
“Roman Dmitry is the devil of the battlefield. Have you ever heard of him saving an enemy’s life? The Kronos Empire was already classified as an enemy by Roman Dmitry. So to survive, win at all costs.”
That’s it.
It was engraved in my mind.
Knowing that they had no choice but to die if they could not defeat Dmitri, Kronos’ soldiers brandished their weapons to the end with faces filled with fear.
In a situation where we are pushed to the edge anyway.
I firmly believed that it was right to fight, clinging to the slightest possibility of victory, rather than running away to survive even for even one minute longer.
however.
The commanders fled.
In a situation where even the hope we desperately believed in had disappeared, the soldier who stepped forward represented everyone’s position with his pitiful gaze.
Roman Dmitry said.
“If you were the decision-maker who could decide your own future, I can assure you that I would not have given you a second chance. Disallowing precedent is the domain of decision makers. People like the emperor of this country and the Marquis of Memphis, who drove you into battle just a moment ago, belong to that realm.”
It is not my intention to show mercy.
What is a precedent?
A clear target is needed.
If he could set a precedent by killing everyone present, Roman Dmitry would gladly carry out the massacre.
However, the people in command who drove them to their deaths all ran away.
Slaughtering them all indiscriminately would not have helped much in setting a precedent for the horrors of the battlefield.
Eventually.
It is a land that must be ruled.
Just as people from other powers were accepted in the process of conquering the martial arts, these people were also meant to become the people.
“The reason I am giving you a chance is clear. This land also needs people who will live for me in the future. “If you accept my presence when you can decide your own future, you will have the opportunity to live a new life.”
that.
This was the answer the ruled wanted.
The simple fact that it would give them a chance to live in the future meant that there was no reason for ordinary soldiers to fight anymore.
Tuk.
“I surrender.”
I threw away my weapon.
He was the beginning.
Patter.
Clink.
one two.
Weapons were thrown away everywhere.
It spread quickly like a plague, and the soldiers of the Kronos Empire knelt down and bowed their heads.
“I surrender.”
“Please save us.”
A long and bad relationship with Kronos.
It was the moment when we were finally approaching the end.
* * *
The situation has been resolved.
Kronos’ soldiers completely surrendered, and Lucas reported the current situation.
“As expected, the Marquis of Memphis appears to have escaped. “We are sending a chase team to investigate the traces, and no circumstances have been found showing that Emperor Kronos left the imperial palace.”
“i get it. “Be sure to find the Marquis of Memphis.”
“yes.”
Lucas stepped away.
now.
It was time to occupy the imperial palace.
Roman Dmitry took a step forward.
After that, Chris and Kevin followed, and Dmitry’s soldiers formed a procession. It was a breathtaking sight.
They were on their way to Kronos’ imperial palace, and no one blocked their path.
It was empty.
There was no one guarding it.
Actually, it was something I expected.
Castro and the Imperial Knights.
The beings who guarded the imperial family were Alexander’s dogs, and since he was dead, there was no one to fight for Emperor Kronos, who was nothing more than a puppet.
It was truly a bloodless entry.
It occurred to me that in the static space, Emperor Kronos, who had been freed from his possession, might have already left the place and run away.
like that.
You have reached your destination.
As I opened the huge door and entered, an unexpected sight appeared before my eyes.
“The capital fell in just one day?”
Emperor Kronos.
He, with his thin, sickly-looking face, did not run away alone, but instead sat in the emperor’s chair.
fantasy,
