Hakai no Miko

Inside the castle was surrounded by unusual tensions.

Just ahead of your eyes and nose are five hundred units of the Romanian National Army. Every soldier had a weapon in his hand to kill this one, and he was in a killing mood.

In contrast, this one is full of fewer than twenty weak soldiers. Moreover, the gates that are supposed to prevent and stop enemies are opened, and for some reason only the drums are pounding loudly.

Frightened by this situation, the soldiers of the Eldorian country had made everyone look crooked and fearful of death. Still a soldier and shallow in the day, recruits like boys, etc. are not too confused of fear, and the end is like being pushed into the surrounding companions where they are about to burst out.

And the Ethereal Horse was also desperately fighting fear as he pounded his teeth with bees again. The beating noise is loud, as if the heart were in the skull. There seems to be a loud noise, up to the blood flowing through the blood vessels.

Like I said it was okay, it was Sheml squeezing her own hand shaking, but if I looked closely, I could also see her whole body hair upside down and nervous.

"King, the Romanian bastards are on the move."

Watching how many different places have passed until then, even under this circumstance, an old soldier who was calmly looking at the Romanian National Army from behind came to reward the Ethereal Horse with the movement of the Romanian National Army. Sneak peek out of the shadows so you can't even find the paralyzed pale horse. Then, at last, I was beginning to see movement inside the Romanian National Army winding down the castle hall. They'll attack me like this!

The Ethereal Horse, who thought so, grabbed the flag that was lying nearby and stood up.

"Where are you going, Soma?!"

Asking Shemr with a push-kill voice, the Ethereal Horse answers with a faint grin.

"I stand on the gate. If I show up, I should be able to buy a little more time. If it works, you might be surprised and retreat."

The generals of the Romanian country will have analysed the current situation and have just made some decisions. If you reveal your presence there anew, the analysis will be ruined. I just didn't think that would be enough to retreat, but at least the other person would sort out the situation again and re-analyze it. That would buy us some more time, though.

But there is no guarantee anywhere that this will happen for sure.

If he revealed himself, king of the kingdom of Eldor, he could have been a cut to incite and instead attack the famous heart of the enemy general. But it doesn't involve the enemy attacking us anyway.

The scolding Ethereal Horse has a body that trembles with fear and takes every step up the stone staircase that leads to the top of the gate. Usually, the stone staircase, which should be able to get up in no time, is slightly longer. And the feet that go up its stone steps also weigh as if they were also put on chains with iron balls. Still, at last, he went up the stone steps, and the Ethereal Horse stood on the gate.

Then I heard the Romanian National Army twitch from my left hand.

It would be counter-productive if you showed even a little here. When the Ethereal Horse squeezes his courage without, he turns his body to the left and opposes the Romanian National Army directly from the front. At that moment, the gaze of countless Romanian soldiers slapped the whole body of the Ethereal Horse.

The Ethereal Horse, who showered countless gazes from the front that made him even feel a physical shock, is about to unwittingly taper back.

But then the Ethereal Horse felt people's signs behind him.

It's always up to her to stand behind herself at a time like this.

When the Ethereal Horse, who thought so, manages to stop under pressure from before, he speaks with his face facing the front.

"Shemr."

Instead of confirmation, Shemr returns "Oh" to the voice of a pale horse who just pales out the facts.

"If it weren't for me, I wouldn't know you in the long run"

Totally, the Ethereal Horse thought.

And the Ethereal Horse stands so as to poke the flag of the Eldorian kingdom over the gate that he brings. Then, just in the wake of the breeze that had blown through there, the flag began to flare in momentum.

Troops in the Romanian country, that's what you fear!

Yes, behind a pale horse who stands strong enough to tell himself, Shemr also stretches his chest.

Even with Shemru, the pressure of gaze felt from the current Romanian National Army was faint.

My whole body just stands upside down or I feel a slight nasty sweat flowing under my hair.

Under the umbilical cord, you still stand brave. I can't support that, what's Zoan's warrior! Yes, he aroused himself, and Shemr strained his chest.

But after a while, Shemr realizes that the head of the Ethereal Horse standing in front of him began to flutter and shake.

"Oh, man. Are you all right, Soma?

With his face facing the Romanian National Army, Shemr spoke to the Ethereal Horse.

Then, the Ethereal Horse returns a voice that is dying now.

"No. No more serious..."

Says the Ethereal Horse, turning to Shemr, who peels his eyes. "I get a headache. I think I'm losing my hips."

"Hey, wait, Soma!

Shemr panicked.

Where did you go under the umbilical?!

In front of the hurried Shemr, the shaking of the pale horse's body grows even greater.

"No. I'm going down now. This, really falls. Can I just keep falling?

"Idiot! It can't be good!

From the hands of a pale horse who paled his face like a very dead man of tension, Shemr drew the flag.

"You sit down! Somewhat better than being able to fall!

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The Romanian National Army officers, who were about to enter the castle with all their troops knowing there was a trap, were surprised by the two figures who appeared above the castle gate.

"The dark-haired man with that Eldor flag...!

"As rumors have it you can always follow one Zoan! That must be the Son of Destruction!

Even from among the soldiers who had been stealing and listening to the officers' conversations, the twist rose.

With that twist on his back, the officers look at his teeth.

Why is the Son of Destruction supposed to be in Mirza there?!

Piata told us that they were supposed to take control of the castle before the Son of Destruction could escape and take away the Eldor National Army's escape. That being said, the fact that the Son of Destruction, who is still supposed to be in Mirza, is in this place oh well, still gives rise to the suspicion that the measures were being seen through.

There's still a trap? They don't attack there forever, but they cut the paralysis, and the Son of Destruction is oh so exposed and inviting himself? No, isn't that even a measure to invite this suspicious demon?

The officers' thoughts got into a grand tour.

But an officer who had a lot of blood will finally be unbearable.

"Hey, fuck us! If this happens, even if there's a trap, he'll step on it and smash it and lift his neck!

To put it that way, he issued a decree to the soldiers and tried to storm the castle.

But just before that.

As the soldiers of the Romanian National Army stared, they handed it to Zoan, who was holding back the flag in his hand by the Son of Destruction, who stood on the gate.

Next thing I know, the officer swallowed the order rushing out to the throat. And then raise your voice of consternation instead of decree. "Hey, what's up?!"

What, the Son of Destruction sat on the spot?

Not only did he show up himself, but he sat down.

The officers were stunned by this.

You don't have to run away.

It is the action of the Son of Destruction, who just says so.

There is nothing to be afraid of, such as the Romanian State. Where is it, such as the need to escape? Come on, call me. I'll wipe you out without one left.

Such a voice of the Son of Destruction seemed to be audible.

One of the officers says in a trembling voice.

"Ko, is this the Son of Destruction...!

How dare you. Whether there is a way to do it or not, who can sit still in front of the number of enemies that overwhelm us? If we ask ourselves if we can do it, no. At best, that's not something you can do.

"Is this the man who defeated that Darius and was also feared by His Excellency General Darius...!

Not only the officers, but all the soldiers of the Romanian National Army, who were there on the spot, learned fear with the war.

Just like inside the castle - no, more unusual tensions engulfed the Romanian National Army.

How much glue will it be when this condition persists? Finally, one of the paralyzed officers suggests.

(12) "It's not clear as it is. - First, I'm going in with a handful of soldiers. You are trapped here, ambushed or not. Find out the situation and deal with it." That was even a word I was prepared to die of.

If it is unclean, it is to stop it. My colleague also returns a heavy nod.

"Okay. - But don't push it."

"I don't want to die either. If you need anything, I'd be glad to help you soon."

The officer who joked and replied was on the spot with the death squad first promising a high reward. There's already fear of the Son of Destruction among the soldiers, and it's hard to get a name for the Death Squad. Still caught in high rewards, all fifty gathered. "Okay! - Okay, I'm coming."

"Ooh. Pray for your good luck!

After a brief exchange of words with his colleagues, the officer finally tried to attack the castle with the death squad.

That hand is waved down, along with the decree of the assault.

It was precisely then.

Suddenly anger and screaming springs from the sidelines.

"What the hell is going on?!"

One of the soldiers raises his voice to the officer who asks for a report of the situation along with a voice of surprise.

"We are enemies! We are under enemy ambush!

If I said that and saw the soldier pointing, the trees on the slopes of the nearby mountain would shake violently, and from there I could hear the screams of anger and the fierce meeting of weapons.

"It was still the trap of the Son of Destruction!

The officer who decided that was quick to make the decision. I raise my voice as I return my horse's head myself.

"It's a trap! It's the trap of the Son of Destruction! We're gonna wipe it out like this! Retreat immediately! Retreat!

Also match the officer who was about to make the assault on it.

"Retreat, retreat! It's the trap of the Son of Destruction! All units, retreat!

And the soldiers of the Romanian National Army began to retreat, shouting at each other.

"It's the trap of the Son of Destruction!

"Run! They'll wipe you out!

"It's the trap of the Son of Destruction -!!"

The soldiers of the Romanian National Army threw their helmets and threw down their spears and fled.

When the Romanian National Army soldiers fled without one left, the mountain trees, which were so violently shaken, quieted, and the sound of raging anger and meeting weapons disappeared.

Then, some more time later, it was only a few dozen soldiers of the Eldorian nation who showed up down the mountain.

"Sounds like you've managed to make it work."

So it was Setius who stroked down his chest.

It was Setius, who had crossed the mountain a foot faster with some soldiers, but that was just where the Romanian National Army was about to attack the castle now. The Romanian National Army is distracted by the castle and has not noticed this one. But only a few dozen soldiers are on hand. So Setius, when he once took the Dwarves out of Marben Copper Mountain, shook the trees as if the great army had pushed them from the mountain, shouting up their voices, sounding their weapons and showing them, imitating the measures of the Ethereal Horse that had driven away the Holmea National Army that had been chasing them.

It was a brilliant success and thus a success in getting rid of the Romanian National Army without fighting.

"His Excellency Setius. Would you like to pursue it?

To the words of his men, Setius waves his neck to the side.

"Let's not. Scratching greed here isn't going to do a lot of things."

Even though he escaped, there are more enemies than this one. It is falling that this one will be repelled even if we chase it on track.

"More than that, let's prepare food and drinks for the allies that are about to escape. There's nothing worse in my stomach and heart than food after I fled."

So Setius took the soldiers, and went to the castle.

The Ethereal Horse, acknowledging the appearance of Erdoah Nation soldiers and Setius, who would thus come towards the Castle Hall, fell behind, making sure to flip on the spot as it were.

"... did you help?

Shemr nods back to the voice of a pale horse such as still half-hearted.

"Oh. - Looks like it."

As I sloppily sat down on the spot, clinging to the flag that the servant Shemr also had.

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Piata's return to the headquarters of the Romanian National Army, led by Lara and Lulu and lined up in Mirza down the mountain, was on the eve that the sun would soon set.

By then, the Romanian National Army headquarters had already been surrounded by an atmosphere of celebration.

At any rate, in the battle ahead, he was defeated greatly by the Son of Destruction, who had laid him in there while still attacking the King's capital of the enemy country. It was even tasted by the humiliation of many of the general lords being deprived of their weapons and being forced to remove their princes from the city on foot.

Come there, it is this great victory.

Moreover, Partiz behaved alcoholically to steal the soldiers who contributed to the victory, so everyone was heartily pleased and celebrating this great victory until the Romanian National Army reached a soldier.

Piata, who had returned there, was also single-handedly shaking her heart with joy with the achievement of the sorrow of defeating the Son of Destruction.

But that didn't last long either.

Destroy "What? You think you couldn't do the Zoans?" Piata frowned on a report from Angus, captain of the Ethereal Wolf soldier who had kept the Hundred Wolves he had left behind.

"My pleasure, Your Highness."

After putting it forward, Angus explained what the battle was all about.

Piata was surprised to hear that Zoan, who thought he could be wiped out, broke a point through this side formation from the front and slowly fled to the south street.

"You said it was a retreat to the front?! What, that's! I've never even heard of that."

Piata's prospect was supposed to wipe out Zoan, who is at least here in charge of the Son of Destruction. If you look at the battlefield trail, there are countless wreckages of the many Zoans who died in the war. But still, it's far from total annihilation. By Piata's reckoning, nearly half would be off the battlefield.

"Nearly two thousand Zoan survived...!

Piata leaked to throw up something bitter.

Only two thousand fled. Moreover, many of them were injured and would be useless for the moment due to the shock of a painful defeat. Normally, it's not enough to keep an eye on.

But it is sharp enough to take off Mirza, which was also considered an absolute place of death, and it is just frightening to think that such sharps will return to the hand of that Son of Destruction.

Piata shook her head small enough to shake off her unpleasant thoughts there.

"The castle should already be under control by a separate task force. As long as the castle is dropped, the fleeing Zoans will also lose ground to regroup and will only collapse with time."

Yes, I told myself, and I was Piata, who forced me to make a smile and put my face up.

But his eyes open with a glimpse.

Piata found a human figure who couldn't possibly be here in the main force.

Piata rushes into a small run and rushes, inquiring with all the momentum of biting.

"Your Excellencies. Didn't you go to attack the castle?!"

It was the two officers who were supposed to attack the castle hall in Eldor Country.

Because of this, they put that careful child of destruction in a bag of traps. Occupying an attacked castle and keeping the defeated and scattered Eldor National Army from regrouping is an important last hand in closing that bag of traps.

The two officers looked at each other and then replied to Piata, who was supposed to have been entrusted with it and asked why he was here.

"The Son of Destruction set a trap in the castle and waited."

Besides, Piata gets stunned.

The surprise attack on the Romanian National Army in the surplus Mirza is a measure for the Son of Destruction. There is no other hand, it is a measure that I have managed to twist out of my misery. Ultimately, there couldn't have been room to take measures to protect the castle. It is obvious that the Son of Destruction was so cautious that he fell into this strategy. There was a trap for that, and it's impossible to say no!

It was Piata who tried to yell at me that way, but before that, the officers say.

"Without the advice of His Highness Piata, I would have fallen into the trap of the Son of Ayama Destruction."

Piata lost the words to return to the two officers who thanked Piata for taking her distress off her mouth.

The two officers look at each other with bewildered faces to Piata, who said he was offering praise and gratitude but had hardened with his eyes open.

"Your Highness is tired," Demetria, who sensed the situation, kept the two officers away. But after that, Piata continued to bite because of her sudden self-loss. After a while, Piata finally returned to me and slammed the glass she had in her hand onto the ground. And with his face nodded, he trembles his shoulders violently with an incomprehensible fierceness.

And Piata pushed and leaked her voice from between her similarly trembling lips.

Junma "I didn't know I could get away with that tenderness...!" The adage used in the Continent of Modern Cerdeas to "get away with the sun horse" in the sense that it failed without achieving great results, having lost its chance because of it, comes from Piata's whining at this time, he said.

Thus the first fierce battle in the war known as the Battle of Romanias, the Battle of Mirza, closed its doors.