Heavenly Castle

As if at war, the inhabitants flee into the building out of surprise and fright at the sight of the knights lining up in the central square of the Wang capital.

The situation is extremely rare in the King's City of the Kingdom of Karluk, where we have avoided war, and other than those who have lived in the land, we have opened our eyes to surprise.

In the meantime, there was an instantly moving race.

Merchants.

Some hide their assets in such a way that they are never collected in war, some immediately look into the situation with their neighbours, and some prepare to leave the country with their luggage on a carriage in order to protect themselves.

If there is a war against another country, the force of the kingdom of Karluk will make it a total defeat. In that case, what awaits the losing country is plunder and ravage, and the execution of the royal marquis nobility.

Depending on the winning country, in most cases the losing country often had a miserable future ahead of it.

And some of the looted gold and goods often include assets owned by merchants.

Therefore, the raw merchants, who had always made money by acting while reading ahead, moved faster than anyone else.

"Which country are we fighting?

"A country that is likely to move should still be watching the trends of the Blau Empire. If there's a troublesome warcraft..."

"If you want to crusade the Warcraft, will you gather soldiers in the middle of such a king's capital? Aren't you going to consolidate the King's defense?"

As the merchants who set up shops in Wang Du gathered in the back alley to exchange information, there was another merchant running over in a hurry.

"Oh, hey! I've heard it from all the merchants who have just arrived in this king's capital, but no one has ever seen an invading army in another country!

I hear that report made to yell, and the color of the merchants' eyes changes.

"... it's not a war"

"Then is it the solemnity of the superior nobility of the aftermath?

"That would be faster, and we'd have to decide before the opponent moves."

"We're not in a hurry, we're gathering soldiers as if to let everyone know... show them. They'll be far worse off."

When the word came out, the same people who were on the spot looked up at the same time.

"Which one?

"An aristocratic hunt or a new slaver for example"

"I don't care what you think, they'll be noble hunters. The example store is about a kingdom in the sky. Have you seen the example golem? That's not normal."

The conclusion came instantly. The merchants who arrived at the answer turned around, the sense of crisis faded from their expressions and their mouths loosened.

"The nobleman hunters? Because of them, we have fewer customers. That's a lot of stuff."

"But in that case, there's gonna be firehands all over the city. Depending on the location, we're going to be damaged too."

"... No way. The aristocratic city will be fine"

"Not necessarily. Instead, the aristocratic hunt will try to escape into the aristocratic city if it stands in distress."

Hearing the last dialogue, everyone shut up on the tannic side. The sweat is coming from my forehead.

And with no one, almost all of them ran out at the same time.

The knights had high morale.

There are no opportunities for war, just days of training and policing and bandit exorcism.

Very rarely do skirmishes with other countries occur, but only the mercenary regiments of war are at the forefront. Therefore, the Knights of the Kingdom of Karluk were underrated from home and abroad.

Disgruntled by it, but pessimistic that there would never be a place to play, the knights' pride as knights had diminished, and eventually they had transformed themselves into gorots who just fattened their private bellies.

For those who hold high office, such as chiefs of knights, there are only those who threaten merchants with luxurious funds, wind up money and slaves, and live as if they were senior nobles.

This time, the Knights, who were ordered to capture the Grays, were the most corrupt of them all. The Knights were the lords of the warnings within the advancing King's City.

I was chosen for the intention that I would be familiar with the whole city, but as the Knights of the day, I only think about it as if it were just a money-making story.

I'll show you the power of the Knights. Whoever commits a crime will slaughter and throw it away, making it easier to do business in the future.

With such lowly thoughts in their hearts, the Knights marched backwards across the city.

Eventually, the Knights move out of the heart of the King's Capital, reaching in front of a dim alley.

"Draw the sword!

When the man at the rear ordered, the soldiers pulled out their swords simultaneously.

"We are the strongest knights of the kingdom of Karluk, the Knights of Desperado! If we go out there, we'll have nothing but to kill them all! Slash and throw it away!

"Ooh!!

An angelic voice lifts up, and the man nods satisfactorily, raising one hand and swinging forward.

"Come on, go! Crush it! It's a blood festival!

With the decree, the sword-drawn soldiers run out into the alley. It was like being sucked into a hole and a large number of soldiers stormed in, screaming quickly.

Screaming like a severed demon and roaring like something heavy collides.

At first the colour of confusion mixes in the eyes of a man who had a grin on his face.

Metal sounds are not heard either, but there are far more ground and collision sounds than that.

Something's wrong.

At the same time that the man thought so, he smashed it so that the left and right stone walls of the alley could play.

Boom and dust, and rubble dangling right next to the man.

He let himself be swallowed by them, and the man breathed.

In the meantime, too, the buildings that were shaping the entrance to the alley collapse one after the other, and the next, soldiers who should be wearing heavy armor are blown away like balls.

"Hey, what... what happened!?

When the man turned his voice upside down and yelled, he could see a giant shadow moving behind the rising sand and dust.