From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

“Lynd!"

Lynd was quick to notice. I called him by name, but there was only one thing he needed to say under the circumstances. What's the best number we can do right now?

“Reconciliation is best. Once you have recovered the corpse of the eldest son, you can emphasize that it is a duel and restore the relationship to the outside world. ”

Of course, that wasn't what I wanted to do.

“No.”

“Then there will be a territorial war. We should receive the Earl's army in a castle without walls. ”

“I hate that, too. ”

Is that the best you can do? Lynd Sonate, that wasn't the answer I was hoping for.

I forced him to think. Lind looks at me and says he frowns lightly.

“There are other ways. ”

Of course I do. That's what I wanted.

Fraunmund, why is my territory so strong?

It was me, Weiss Knight. What is Vise Knight? It was a monster that could handle a hundred soldiers on its own.

Earl Vantes does not know. I'm not the only vice knight here.

I consider my territory to have a higher combat strength than any adjacent territory. Objectively cold, that wasn't wrong.

Our forces were an unparalleled force when faced with a minority elite.

“Sixty years ago, a general in Sercado nearly took down the first fortress in Armstrong. ”

Lind said, "I remember reading the same book. What he said still lingers in my mind.

“The quickest way, now, is the quickest way. ”

Blitz warfare, the first person to use the concept in the field.

The defenses of the feisty enemy had to be broken through and they did not look back until they reached their desired goal.

If I get hurt and fall behind, I leave.

It was one of the tactics that was inevitable because of the inevitable damage to the power.

Diving into the enemy camp with no supplies, so it's not your usual mental strength.

On the contrary, it was something more than "normal."

If he had elite soldiers among the elite, it would have been a prerequisite.

That's why I liked what Lynd said. There were no ordinary humans here.

Me, Lynd, Digo, Axe, Alice.

Five was enough.

“Let me in. ”

An unexpected human clings to it. I talked with a smile behind my back about when I got here.

There was no plan. There was no secret. We were not surprised to see him, because it was an okay operation for anyone to hear.

No, I was aware of it.

There was not a single person here as dumb as that. The red-haired knight, Hülken, smiles and waits for an answer.

“If Earl Ludwig finds out, he'll be in trouble. ”

“Cover your face. ”

Seeing Hulken's face, I felt that he had an honest face without hiding it this time.

You're catching up because you look really fun.

“We leave before sunrise. ”

I spoke and listened to Blueish.

“There's nothing to prepare, so go now. ”

Digo got the message. I thought I was the only one hot, but there were more like me here.

The axe slams into two of its axes and exhales. So we took a step before sunrise.

The destination was Earl Vantes.

* * *

Wheelken has held a sword since he was a child. The first day he held the sword, he cut off two wild dogs, and the father who saw it took him.

The combined training and training took up most of his life.

Wheelken's eyes naturally grew.

He's seen a lot of articles, a lot of special people.

Lesser knights, more intermediate knights, more advanced knights.

Knight with a nickname.

He's not a knight, but he's a man of his means, a vice knight, an assassin, a mercenary, a monk, a knight of his castle.

Genius was once a shining creature. Wheelken himself was blessed with many gifts.

‘Excellent.’

They were more special than anyone I'd ever seen. Chris' footsteps in a white cloak were swift.

If you pursue him as an enemy, you are far too fast to be sure you can catch him. The process of finding a path, walking and running was as natural and smooth as when you cut it down.

"Isn't his gift over here, not the sword? ’

I was beginning to question that. It didn't end there.

I saw the faces of those who were after Chris. One strength is the one who seems to be able to win with an ogre, running right behind him.

It was quite a famous name for the soldiers who had been on the battlefield together before.

I felt like a wall was erected when I was right next to my shoulders and tall kidneys. The thigh circumference was the girly waist of a woman.

When I look at that body, I feel the name Digo of supernatural power makes sense.

You see two axes running at your waist.

I was jogging through the land, but it wasn't usually sleek. Some of the Southern peoples said they were combat-specific. That's exactly what I thought.

‘Even an animal would believe it. ’

I gently ran over the ground, pushed it away, and kicked the ground with my ankles. It was the opposite of Digo running heavily.

I also saw Lynd Sonate with a bucket of bows. He was the most well-balanced warrior.

They call him the Eye of the Hawk because he has great vision.

The last one is Alice. She thinks it's unusual to use a sword, but she follows them, and she doesn't sigh.

The walk was light, but it moved on a unique rhythm.

‘That's unusual.’

I think I've heard that name before, but I don't remember exactly.

“Eat while you run. ”

Chris, who led them, was cruel. There was no time to rest or rest.

Literally, I was chewing beef jerky while running, and when I saw the stream, I filled the can properly.

That's all. After a long day of running, they were able to trample the Count of Vantes at a faster rate than a feisty messenger.

“Aren't you going to rest? ”

Whelken asks, Chris stares and says,

“You don't need to rest this much, do you? ”

I wasn't wrong.

‘It's changed a lot. ’

The old Chris was faint now. In one word, I saw a force that naturally encompassed the surroundings with one action.

As soon as I became the baron, I thought I'd hidden myself before.

I harbored my strength and concealed my ambition.

It was going to be big.

“Yes, it is. ”

Whelken nods with a smile. I didn't want to fight, so resting had nothing to do with me. He came here not because of the battle, but because of his old age.

I wanted to see what kind of power they would have if they were enemies.

If he expressed his intention to join and refused, Chris did not reject him, though he was secretly going after him.

“Let's go.”

Whelken plunge their thoughts into Chris's voice and stand behind the running party.

The group breaks through the erl's order and rushes straight to the castle. They did not abandon the benefits of electrocution, rapid maneuvers and surprise. In the middle of the day, Chris did not hesitate.

“... Stop! ”

The soldier guarding the outer gate cried out in surprise.

“Lynd.”

Chris opens his mouth, and Lynd Sonate runs out and slaps the soldier's collar with his bare hands.

It was a bolt of lightning that wouldn't be seen properly in the eyes of an ordinary soldier.

Boom!

A clean blow knocks the soldier to the ground, powered by his stride.

“Oops!"

The soldier next door is surprised, and those who passed through the outer sanctuary are shocked and scattered.

“Ambush!”

Inside the outer perimeter, someone who looks like he's guarding the walls shouts.

“Close the door! ”

There was quite a distance to reach the outer gate. Wheelken expects Chris to speed up. But he's not quite what Whelken expected.

Squeeze!

Chris raises his finger when he sees the big outer door closing.

“Put it away.”

In one word, Digo, who was guarding his rear, ran out. A huge body runs like a moving mountain, punching the soldier in front of him with his fists.

Knng! Knng!

The body of the wounded soldier rises as tall as his in the air and rolls to the ground. One unfortunate soldier falls wrongly and breaks his neck and dies.

It was an overwhelming power kick.

The gate was closing due to the quick judgment of the person who appeared to be the promotor. If that door closes, we may have to siege with only six.

Why aren't you running? ’

I looked at Chris for Whelken.

He rushes to this far and relaxes himself. It was just Lynd and Digo.

The gate closes quickly. The soldier in front is desperate to open his spear and buy time.

‘Too late.'

The entrance is already narrow enough for only one person to enter.

Then Lind and Digo arrive at the gate, clearing out the soldiers.

“Out of my way.”

It was a moment when Digo's hands touched the gate. The spear aiming for Digo is blocked by Lind's sword in front of him.

Whiplash! Lind's sword, which bounced five spears, stabs one of the opposing soldiers in the neck.

With a loud voice, one more body grew.

And Digo and the gate started to fight back.

Gaga Gaga!

The struggle between the seeker and the one trying to stay open makes the pulleys pop and the chains snap.

“...... to stop it with force? ”

Wheelken recited it.

Over Human, the fourth floor vice user, might be able to do it.

We'll cross the castle in the first place, but we won't break through.

It's overwhelming.

After that, Chris walked. When he gets to the gate.

“Go.”

Digo said, with blood vessels protruding from his forehead. Chris walked right through it.

The soldiers guarding the gate opened their mouths and watched.

“…… old, archers! ”

Cao Cao or Cao Cao.

He wakes up and shouts, and you can see the archers rushing from one side.

“Alice.”

Chris remembers seeing it. A squire called Alice crashes into the ground.

As soon as the ground is flooded, her body narrows the street like a swift hawk. One of the archers tried to make a quick strike, but it was too late.

Squeak. Squeak.

As the thin blade draws two arcs on the ground, the two soldiers blocking her fall to the ground.

‘I cut the poppy. ’

I can't even stand up straight. Alice rushes through the archers with a unique rhythm. Her black movements do not stop.

You cut the soldier's taint like a continuously flowing river and cut the tendon in his arm.

“Huff!”

“Ahhhh!”

The soldiers stand before her, groaning. It was as cool as cutting a wheat field with a sickle.

Seeing it carefully, Whelken suddenly remembers the name of her unique movements.

Flow.

A sword made by a swordsman a long time ago that shaped an endless stream of water.

In fact, it really was.

‘Where did I learn that? ’

The basics weren't bad, and the skills I learned were never shallow enough.

Hülken felt that even if he were to bring a few knights from Earl Ludwig, only a handful of men would be able to fight her off right now.

“Shhh!”

“Monster!”

Soldiers are surprised and scattered.

In one punch, there is a creature that blows a man into the air and a sword that knocks down five of the opposing spearmen in vain.

Alice lays a dozen archers alone on the ground, and as soon as the axe enters the castle, she strikes the chain that closes the gate with the axe and breaks it.

Hit the chain a few times! I'm fine! The sound of the voice resounded.

“Gaaaaaah!”

“Ambush! Hostiles! ”

Despite the screaming and the loud shouting, Chris does not lose his way.

Chris and his group make their way to the resistance of Earl Vantes.

* * *

“Earl! Ambush! ”

Earl Ventes looks at the messenger and asks.

“Who?"

“I don't know!”

“How many are here? ”

“I don't know.”

“What does he know, then? ”

“Monster! I opened the gate with my bare hands. ”

Sometimes rumors were exaggerated. The message from the messenger was a mess due to the shock of the attack, but one was clear.

Someone ambushed them.

“Call the Knights! ”

Around the same time, you will run a knight named after you.

Fifteen out of 15. Thirteen.

The Bandits are gathered. The captain enters the Earl's office wearing a helmet.

“Phew, Phew. ”

I couldn't breathe. I was in a hurry.

When I saw the Knights, Earl Vantes was relieved. There were 13 knights.

Three of them are intermediate knights. It was never weak. It was not for nothing that the Royal Party held the Earl of Vantes in its arms.

The headmaster heard the news and changed the position of the knights as he breathed and gestured.

“Jackson, Stone. ”

“Yes."

“Yes."

Two knights draw their swords, stand in front of the Oval Office, and three again stand beside the Earl.

“Deploy your archers. Earl.”

The director said.

“I do.”

It was time for the Earl to send another messenger.

“Huff!"

“Grr!”

Boom!

You start to hear an elongated scream outside. Immediately, someone smashed the door of the office, and one of the doors bounced off the side, half-broken.

“Are you Earl Vantes? ”

Then a man with dark blue hair stood in front of him. No matter how much I looked at it, I didn't look more than I did in my early twenties, and my face was beautiful enough to slap the cheek of a dizzy noblewoman.

Not to mention a leather armor that doesn't look very good, and a spear that emits a subtle blue glow, that was the whole thing.

“Who are you?”

Earl Ventes hides his tension and says:

“Me, Chris Fraunmoont. ”

The Earl blinks. Fraunmoont?

“Baron Fraunmut? ”

Why is he here? Earl Ventes asked me that question.

“Why are you here? ”

Chris ignored the preparing Bandes and told the Earl.

“Your son is dead. ”

“…… Yod is dead? ”

The frozen Earl wakes up for a moment and speaks.

“Someone killed my son. ”

In the words of Earl Vantes, Chris replied:

“I killed him. ”

In one word, the air cooled.

* * *

From the moment I killed Yod Ventes, Earl Ventes and I became arch-enemies.

I said something fierce, and it started targeting me. Thirteen knights and an Earl with blood feet in his eyes.

“Did you kill my son? ”

“Literally. ”

“You came here to die! ”

The erl shouts. I look at him and speak quietly.

“If you want to live, break your sword and leave this land. ”

My voice echoed in the cool air.

“If you want to die, stand in front of him. ”

In just two words, the situation was solved.

“Die! Bring me that son of a bitch's neck!" ”

Earl Vantes exclaims. Thirteen knights rush in. He glances over and sees the wheelchair retreat.

You didn't want to interfere in the first place. It didn't matter.

I didn't lift a finger. He folds his arms and does not move in place.

“Hot!”

A knight approaches and throws his sword overhead. It wasn't bad posture and shooting.

Qajik!

However, the Mercenary of Ventes flew to my side, much faster than the speed before me.

“Woof!”

Digo stood in front of me one day, holding a halberd. A knight becomes a cripple in one slash.

A man bleeding from his mouth with his body folded in half could not have been normal.

The axe that saw it sneezes.

“Ugh!”

As he plunges into the knights, teasing his hands, the knights quickly draw their swords and stop him.

It was useless.

It was also a quick matter of two axe blades digging halfway into their necks.

The time it took for the Vantes to fall to the ground was enough for a cup of tea.

“Earl Vantes. ”

"......."

He didn't open his mouth to my words.

“If you want revenge, come anytime. ”

I ended this fight. It was a territorial war, but it was not a territorial war.

Ten of the Earl's knights and more than fifty soldiers died that day.

And no one has attempted to put me under his command since that day. Only more of them are approaching it the other way.