The Indomitable Martial King Chapter 198

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Thanks to their previous experience, both Russ and Silan understood it right away. It was a cry I had heard so familiarly in places like dungeons, so I couldn’t recognize it.

That was the cry of an angry demon.

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The Chatan Royal Palace, which had been engulfed in silence, was turned upside down.

In the spacious, beautiful palace garden, a terrible roar erupts from there.

“Krarara!”

The main character of the roar was Sepiatan, an archdemon who looked like a black lion with the upper body of a giant. Sepia Bullet spits out flames in anger as he swings his huge blade left and right. A river of flames cuts through the garden, casting a thick wall of smoke.

It was like a lightning strike to the royal guards, who had been asleep for a while.

“What is going on?”

“Ah, it’s the devil!”

No matter how well-trained the soldiers were, they could not help but be embarrassed by such a sudden situation as they were human. The commanders were hurriedly trying to command their troops, but it was shocking that even the commanders themselves were not even properly armed.

Moreover, it was not just a metaphor, but real lightning was falling.

Rumbling!

Near the garden where Sepiatan appeared, another demon was rampaging there. Jetharel, an otherworldly demon in the shape of a giant blue lizard, was enjoying a feast of destruction by spraying thunderbolts everywhere.

“Kaaah!”

Rumbling!

Every time there is a roar, there is a thunder. And every time, blue lightning passes through the air and strikes various parts of the castle.

Through the flashing lights, Fiend, a red-bodied demon with bat-like wings, was attacking people with a great sword. Every time the sword was swung, red blood splashed out.

“Khahahaha!”

Bursting with joyous laughter, the three demons trampled the Chatan Palace to their heart’s content.

As demons from another world, they had to experience the humiliation of being sealed in a small stone statue. Because he has been trapped for so long, his intelligence and reason as a high-ranking devil have long since disappeared. Their anger at being alive is the only driving force that drives them. It targets all humans in sight and wields its power of destruction mercilessly.

“Aaaah!”

“Save people!”

The royal servants screamed and ran away, and among them, the soldiers screamed. Flames soar and the earth shakes.

The Chatan Royal Palace Knights, who belatedly appeared armed, and their leader, Sir Klatt, looked at the three demons and was trembled with indignation.

“Where on earth do such devils come from?”

Sir Claat frowned as he drew his sword. I couldn’t understand the situation at all.

The method of summoning a demon can only be done by a high-ranking wizard of at least the 7th circle. Especially if it’s a great evil of that level, you have to be an archmage to be able to summon it.

‘But even three entities?’

Moreover, if a magic circle capable of summoning a demon was formed in this place protected by a strong barrier, there was no way an alarm would not go off.

‘What on earth did they do?’

Anyway, I can’t just sit still like this. Sir Claat soared his sword into the air.

Buuuuung!

A dazzling red aura tears through the darkness of the night.

Sir Klatt jumped.

“go away! “You shameless devil!”

The afterglow of the auror lights up the night sky. Sir Claat’s entire body narrowed the space and rushed towards the large red demon, Fiend.

Fiend, who had just been throwing sword strikes left and right, turned his head as if he felt alarmed.

“Clara!”

Fiend let out a cry. The devil’s greatsword extended towards Klatt, engulfed in flames.

Clat stretched out his hand in the air and sent out a shock wave. He condensed the aura and exploded it, releasing the ripples.

Puff!

With an explosion, all the flames engulfed in the sword were blown away. At the same time, Klat twisted his body in the air due to the recoil of the shock wave. The devil’s great sword misses Klatt and flies out into the air.

At that moment, Klatt adjusted his grip on his sword and unleashed a secret attack.

“Blood Rain!”

Dozens of slashes spread out across Fiend’s entire body. As the name Rain of Blood suggests, red aura turns into a shower and hits hard. The rough red skin was torn and blue blood spurted out, proving that it belonged to the devil.

“Kaaaaak!”

Feeling the pain, Fiend stepped back frantically. The other two demons seemed to be startled by Fiend’s scream, so they stopped killing for a moment and turned to look at Klatt. Taking advantage of the momentary lull, Clatt shouted.

“Royal Guard! Get in line! The 1st Battalion evacuates the royal family, and the 2nd Battalion leads the soldiers! “The 3rd Battalion, follow me!”

The movements of the knights and soldiers, who had been shaking due to Sir Klatt’s firm shout, stabilized. Even though everyone was frantic, they started moving according to the command.

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Reppenhardt and his party were hiding on top of the castle wall, watching the situation in the garden. Silan muttered as he looked at the rampaging demons.

“oh my god… … “Where did you get that again?”

Silan had also heard rumors that sometimes, among ancient objects, there were artifacts in which demons from the other world were sealed. However, it is so incredibly rare that even professional dungeon explorers can hardly come across it once in their lifetime.

“Where? Do we have one or two dungeons to turn?”

“Oh, well… … .”

Silan was immediately convinced. When I thought about it, the number of dungeons I had cleared out with Reppenhardt so far was in the dozens. This is actually more than the number of dungeons that a dozen professional dungeon explorers will run in their lifetime. It was so ignorant that it wasn’t there, so it was strange that it wasn’t there.

“It was uncontrollable and too dangerous to be sold, but it was put to good use.”

Muttering under his breath, Reppenhardt continued to observe the situation.

In the beginning, the royal knights were being trampled like crazy, but after Lord Klatt entered the war, they quickly reorganized their ranks and steadily blocked the demons.

‘Phew, but Sir Clatt’s reputation was not in vain.’

Leffenhardt sighed.

Even though it was a devastation caused by his own hands, he did not wish for unnecessary sacrifices. All he wants is to keep them in the palace for a while.

In that sense, Lord Klatt fully lived up to Leffenhardt’s expectations.

‘As expected, Chatan’s only knight.’

There is a saying that proper knights do not go to the Principality of Chatan. This means that the knights of the Principality of Chatan are a mess.

There is a widespread prejudice in the world that the knights of Chatan are those who prioritize practicality over knightly pride or honor, and only seek out better magic swords or barding than their own skills. In fact, this was not a prejudice, but 100% true. In the first place, the national character of the Principality of Chatan itself is like that, so what difference is there in being a knight?

But Lord Clatt was different.

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He knew the honor and pride of being a knight, and was a person who reached the level of an Auror user with pure skill without borrowing the power of magic tools. Is this living proof that no matter how rotten a country is, people are born?

Because of his refusal to use magic tools, he could not belong to the magic knights group Zeppelin Knights and only served as the leader of the Chatan Knights. Sir Clatt was recognized by everyone as the strongest knight in the principality.

Anyway, thanks to Sir Clatt’s command, the Chatan Knights were calmly dealing with the demons. Of course, the power of the three demons was also formidable, so the battle did not look like it would end easily.

A long game, exactly as Leppenhardt expected.

‘Okay, this will keep me occupied for a while.’

Fiend, who was dealing with the Chatan Knights, trembled with anger and unleashed his entire body’s magic.

“Krarara!”

The released magical energy became a huge pillar of fire, coloring the sky above the Chatan Royal Palace red. It was a huge pillar of fire that anyone who opened their eyes could not help but see, no matter where they were in Zeppelin city.

Leffenhardt winked at Russ and Cilan.

“The signal flare went up. “Let’s move quickly.”

Russ let out a laugh.

“A signal flare can be flashy.”

Leppenhardt grinned as he jumped off the castle wall.

“It’s good. I’m sure no one would think that something so grandiose is a signal.”

3

It is clear that slaves are goods of considerable value.

Nevertheless, it is also true that the object of theft that is most avoided by thieves and robbers is slaves.

It is not as small in volume as gold or jewels, and because it has feet, it is much more difficult to transport and store it because you never know when it might run away. Moreover, even if you manage to capture it properly and sell it for the full price, since it has a mouth, your information can be leaked right away.

For example, ‘I was originally a slave somewhere, but those people stole it.’

If you’re going to take the risk of stealing, there’s no way anyone would think of stealing slaves from a slave auction house when there are easier targets out there.

Thanks to this, the security posture of ‘Odran’, an orc specialized slave auction house located in the western district of Zeppelin, was truly succinct.

No, in fact, Odran’s security posture was ironclad. Odran’s treasury and the residence of his master’s family.

However, the auction house owner of Odran did not invest labor costs, including the cost of the lodgings where the orc slaves were kept. It is unthinkable that agricultural orcs, who are not fierce orc gladiators, would dare to run away.

So Dinod, a young man in his 20s who was in charge of security at the Orc slave quarters, felt no warning until the door to the quarters opened right in front of him.

“huh?”

The wooden door, which had apparently been locked with a thick lock, slid open and several orc slaves peeked out. Dinod clicked his tongue and gestured with his hands.

“Oh my, is the lock broken? You guys! Why are you snooping outside? Why don’t you just go in and sleep? “What did you see?”

When I thought about it, it was nice to see the sights. The sky over Zeppelin City, which should have been dark, was shining hazyly above.

‘It’s near the royal palace… … ‘What’s going on?’

While I was absent-mindedly thinking about something else, instead of going in, the orcs started approaching Dinod. Dinod frowned as he looked at the orcs that were slowly approaching.

“Ah, you idiots. Can’t you understand what I’m saying? They turn a blind eye because it’s me, but if someone else sees it, it’s a big problem! “Go in now!”

Dinod waved his hand and signaled the slaves to go inside. Then, Dinod suddenly felt awkward.

‘what?’

One of the orc slaves leading the way was smiling. No, not only do you smile, but you even open your mouth calmly.

“This guy still has a good heart.”

Another orc man standing behind nodded.

“He was a good friend. “It was a lot.”

The conversation was in Orcish, so I couldn’t understand it, but at least it wasn’t the attitude the slaves would show. Only then did Dinod become alert and adjust his spear.

“uh? “What, what is it?”

At that moment, Dinod lost consciousness as he felt something covering his eyes. It was the thick fist of the orc who took the lead.

puck!

Zalkato, the orc who took the lead, quickly helped the guard who fell down with a nosebleed accompanied by a dull sound.

“Young car! “This guy has a good mentality, so you can just leave him unconscious like this.”

Another orc standing behind made a gesture.

“Everyone come out!”

A group of orcs quietly appeared from the lodgings, keeping an eye on them. They were all Orcs with clearly frightened expressions on their faces.

Similar situations were happening not only in these places but also in other accommodations. Breaking down the door from inside the inn, taking down the clumsy security guards, numerous orcs cautiously walk out of the inn, looking around.

“Can I go out?” … .”

“If I keep doing this, I’m going to get scolded…” … .”

“It hurts to be scolded… … .”

“I don’t like being sick… … .”

Most of them were scared and cowering, and their faces did not show much desire to escape. But the orcs leading them were different. The orcs in the lead shouted, their eyes wide with ferocious expressions.

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