I was born as a Son of Villain

Inside a heavily guarded barracks, it's hard to hide from Fei completely. But bells are different. A Universal Spirit Bellaement that allows you to use all attributes.

Hide in the wind and hide in the light. And a little body that's very spiritual. It will be enchanted, but Bell also has the knowledge to avoid it.

By saving all of them, Bell was able to enter and deliver letters to Daily's tent.

It was an impossible technique for ordinary spirits, only for Fei and Bell, spirits who share ideas with their souls.

As soon as he received the letter, he summoned the chiefs and held a meeting.

“That informant again? ”

“Yes."

The mercenary asked with a somewhat rude attitude, but Daily didn't mind. A mercenary from the hard-earned territory. Without him, the war is lost. A somewhat rude person is someone who is forgiven. Daily knows that he doesn't do it on purpose, he just doesn't know the etiquette.

“Lord, what is it? ”

Ghost. Not long ago, I was a young master. It was one of the changes that has happened since I started importing that letter. The presence of a spy who extracts enemy vital information. And you made it so that no one would know.

Surrounding assessments rose naturally, and the widows began to recognize them.

With the help of an interest who doesn't know who, even the owner is very little.

Keeping his emotions a secret, he kept a bold look on his face. Then I opened my mouth.

“Three days later. There will be an ambush behind the camp. ”

“Ambush... big one. ”

The old chap in the war patted his beard. If it's an ambush, the Starfleet. There's a good chance it'll contain an ambush. Success is good, but the risk of failure is too great.

If the rebellion kills them, the chariot will be invigorated.

I'm sure they'll be prepared for that, but even if they think about it, it's a gambler's attack. On the battlefield of the superhumans, which includes the Young Master and the Grand Wizard, it is the condition and number of superhumans, not the number of soldiers.

Soldiers are just the backing of superhumans. Of course, that's also a fairly important role.

“You must be anxious because you've been pushed recently. It's not a big weird choice. Ambush is a valid strategy if you are confident to flee well. ”

The mercenary adds a cruel smile to his mouth.

“But if they find out, it's over. ”

Everyone didn't feel afraid of that smile. He may be an enemy, but he's an ally. Daily and others smiled similarly.

It was a smile looking at the end.

Earl Demen's army is fully prepared for an ambush. Even though it looked ordinary on the outside, all the major power, including the Monk and Wizard, were placed on the back.

It was the day of destiny.

Everyone opens their eyes and waits for them, eager to end the war. Then came the guest who was waiting for me.

“Magic reaction on the front! It's a tithe!”

“As expected! Cast your defensive magic! ”

The Supreme Fire Magic Hellfire flies out of the sky, illuminating the darkness. The magic unfolds with the scroll, and the time to respond is running out.

The three Hellfire are completely blocked by five layers of hexagonal defense magic, followed by a group of daggers rushing out to catch the attacker.

But what they saw was an enemy running away from the tail.

The stunned ones forget to follow and look at the scene.

* * *

Late mornings. Close mornings.

The ranger returns from the ambush. Their commander leads them straight to Earl Raman's tent. His answer, which was also the Knights of Earl Raman, was very simple.

“Three Hellfires were impenetrable, followed shortly after by pursuers. ”

“It's decided. Knight Captain. Prepare. ”

“I'll get it right away. ”

The wizards and daggers gathered. They surrounded the tent used by Bird Kelvin. The knights guarding the tent panicked.

The siege is already complete. The knights urgently call upon Bird of Kelvin. The bird comes out of the commotion and frowns.

“What's going on here? ”

“I'll explain that. ”

The siege in front of us opens and Earl Raman appears escorted.

“Earl Raman. You have to explain to me what this is all about. ”

I don't think so. Earl Raman shakes his head slowly. The gesture caused Kelvin to feel uneasy.

“You have to explain yourself. Spy.”

Zack Kelvin's head is white. Spy? Who? I did?

“You'd better not think twice about it. It's already been verified. ”

“You're under arrest! Provide proof!" Give me proof that I'm a spy! ”

Bird of Kelvin shouts. He was quick to notice. I don't know what he's up to, but if we play around here, it's over.

A mercenary who betrays his employer. Your life as a mercenary is over. How very noble of him. Nobles who value honor. And a nobleman who makes money by sending a warlord to the battlefield.

Losing your honor and trust is the end of it. A future worse than death awaits.

His actions did not move Earl Raman's mind a bit. The work is already done.

“Evidence. I'll give it to you if you want. Why don't you all tell me what happened to you? ”

Earl Raman told the commanders around him, and they each told their own experiences.

- I went in front of her, promised to back her up, but there was no backup.

- I waited in the back, thinking I was going through a wedge, but I wasn't.

- I asked the Raider to make some scrolls for you, but there was no Raider anywhere.

Kelvin had a hunch, too. He asked you to make a Scroll, saying you have to use it in an ambush. I stayed up all night making hexagonal magic into scrolls. And the date of the raid was definitely yesterday.

“Any idea what's going on? ”

Earl Raman clears his tongue as he looks at Duke Kelvin, who still doesn't understand.

A spy, a nobleman, and a mage who is responsible for an axis of power. Killing is annoying. Even if I felt like tearing off my limbs immediately, I had to endure it. It's a waste to kill like this.

“You're not that old yet, but your head is stiff. Or is it stupid? ”

Earl Raman explains, spitting out a cheerful word.

“I gave different information to all commanders. If someone has a mole, they'll respond to the information you sent them. And yesterday, the ranger who sent an ambush was struggling with magical pursuers. ”

Prince Kelvin realized just then what had happened. But at the same time, my head became dizzy. He was never a spy. It was unfair.

“I'm not a spy! If you don't believe me, I'll use the contract to prove my innocence! ”

“Maybe the Great Wizard can find a way to circumvent the contract. Or is it someone who can extract information from you and transmit it to the enemy? ”

“No, what...! Intel! The Chief of Staff who gave me that information would have known about it! ”

“If one of my chief of staff were a spy, this war would be over in less than a month. Then the situation started to get pushed back, even after the birthdays. ”

Pictures are getting clearer. Even if he's not a spy, it doesn't matter to Earl Raman.

There's a reason. That's enough for a nobleman. If this is someone's prank, I want to thank him for allowing me to catch the Great Wizard's weakness. Of course, if there was such a man, he would have caused all this joking and would have cut his throat before raising his gratitude.

“Unfair! Unfair! I am so unfair! ”

“Then prove it with your body. ”

Earl Raman coldly said. There is only one option available to Baron Kelvin.

Bird Kelvin nods powerlessly.

“I understand.”

Significant damage accumulated. Even if we fight like we did for the first time, we will only lose in the end. Earl Raman chose that tactic in a very extreme way.

To end the war, and to prove his innocence, Prince Kelvin stands at the forefront.

For a wizard, it was a deathless arrangement.

* * *

Magic can't be changed after one shot, triggering at the center of the Wizard. Just as you can't change the trajectory of the arrow you shot, you're out of the Wizard's control from the moment you shoot it.

In that sense, a wizard in the vanguard is not meaningless. You can manipulate patterns and use the most efficient magic right before you shoot magic.

But before that, he will die a miserable death... targeted at the Cultists. A wizard is an image of a human who comfortably shoots magic behind his back. Not really, but it was hard for the soldiers to understand that strategy.

For soldiers, a wizard is a beacon that shoots magic behind his back. A honeybee who kills his comrades and raises a ball.

Earl P'Men's soldiers will see him and run with the bubbles, and Earl Raman will do his best to protect him.

If the bird is still alive after this battle, the inclination of the inclination will again be inclined towards the Raman Earl.

If only I could be alive.

In fact, I had no choice but to follow Duke Kelvin's orders to die with Earl Raman's soldiers.

Or Earl Raman will kill you.

The path of death and the chance of survival. But the latter is better.

Particularly visible were the suicide squads led by Kelvin himself, who were in league with the daggers in front of the line. He pulls out all the core power he has brought to increase his chances of survival. Faye was also part of the pack.

Earlier in the battle, Zack Kelvin gives orders to Fei.

“Protect me. I'm asking you to throw yourself over and protect it. ”

“I understand.”

Unlike usual, Duke Kelvin couldn't afford to be distracted by Fei's bold attitude.

The battle has begun. Enemies who know who Duke Kelvin is literally roll their eyes and run into him.

The Wizard is right about weak melee combat. No matter how powerful the fire may be, the wizard's body is no different from that of man. On the contrary, even in melee warfare, its powerful firepower is healthy.

The user strikes the target with its best firepower as long as it has someone to protect it.

Bird Kelvin grips his teeth and casts a spell. A huge pillar of fire rose from the earth and made about a dozen martial artists as sacrifices. Then, as Kelvin swings his arm, dozens of soldiers separate their torso from their lower body and roll around. A line of guts was cut out.

He shunned the magical splendor as much as possible. Bird Kelvin grips his teeth.

Over the course of two days, the hexagonal enchantment was made into three scrolls. It was a burden on him, and his fatigue was not yet eased.

The only way to survive is to cast magic at the expense of being a deserter.

The Great Wizard who decided to die was really scary. The raging flames surround his surroundings, and the casting spells have already inflicted hundreds of casualties.

Earl P'Men's forces focused on all their abilities and targeted Earl Kelvin, but even the Raman's men guarding him were exhausted.

The meaning of the tactics fades and the battlefield falls into chaos. The line has collapsed and the daggers have broken in among the common soldiers. The unstoppable magic falls to the battlefield in turn.

In the center is Birch Kelvin, who shoots magic with his evil bloodshot eyes. He regains his strength by inhaling a potion he doesn't know how many bottles. I repeat, my brain is piercing, my mind is numb, and I am recovering.

His determination of not wanting to die kept him sane.

At that time, one of the repair swords falls vertically from above. The Repair Sword broke a few layers of defensive magic surrounded by Bird Kelvin and stuck it in the Bird's Head.

With a short groan, Prince Kelvin has been spared.

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