"Well, don't be stupid... Is this what happens? My army....."
Checkmate.
A herd of Valkyries raided from the side.
Raymond is stunned as he uses magic to penetrate the side of the Fontana army with fierce momentum and rush through to the inside of the army.
But I wouldn't miss such a decisive ski.
I shook down the hard tooth sword with all my strength.
The metal armor that covers Raymond's body makes a sound and shatters.
Blood splashed under the crushed metal.
Raymond's body sank to the ground, floating with an open expression.
"I took Raymond the Fontana Warlord! Win!!
Raymond fell to the ground.
The Ice Sword symbolizing his strength and power spills out of Raymond's hand.
I picked it up and screamed like it was in heaven.
I suppose I was able to concentrate my magic on the vocal cords as soon as possible.
My voice echoes across the battlefield.
After listening to the words of the fight everywhere, he calmed down for a moment.
But it was temporary.
Those around me look down at the ice sword I raised.
Those who saw Raymond's finest magical sword, its shine and its original owner, who lay down on the ground, understood the end of the battle.
"Oooooooooooooooooo!!!
A quiet battlefield is wrapped in a wave of screams that grow bigger and bigger like an avalanche.
All the Balkans heard me, understood the situation, and shouted out loud.
Listening to that voice, now more Fontana's army is completely defeated.
At this time, Balka's victory was decided.
"Well done, old man. It was the perfect time."
"I was scared... You know what scared you the most, kid? I was most scared when I was riding your Valkyrie."
Having won the Fontana army, we were once returning to our positions in the north of Kawakita.
When the victory was decisive, the peasant militia, who had been recruited as the Fontana army, fled first.
Soon after I say nothing, the people of Balka and the neighboring villages will chase it.
Apparently, their aim was to win loot from the loser.
The peasant militia scatter food and let go of the villagers who chase after golden objects, weapons, and even clothes.
Nothing, these villagers don't want the other person's life either.
When I got a decent income, he came back to me with a happy face.
Perhaps, but the other peasant militia didn't suffer that much.
Maybe you can say that you're both fighting in a way.
In addition to those loot items, I also got them.
It was a "knight."
A knight is a person who has been recognized by aristocracy and has used magic.
Naturally, they are valuable people from aristocracy, and this can also be a trophy.
To be honest, I can fight knights, but it's scary to keep people at the level of being instantly killed by ordinary people.
But the knight we caught was always on the verge of dying.
Along with the guy I took down, there were six of them that my part-time brother took down.
In the meantime, I take care of it easily, then tie my arms and legs tightly before putting them to sleep in one of the buildings.
Well, when the battle was over like this, the aftertreatment was waiting.
No matter how much magic I gave the villagers to fight with, they were just volunteers.
If I confiscate the loot I earned on the battlefield of my life, no one will be able to help me.
I had no choice but to turn back to my position and store what I had.
In the meantime, I was talking to the merchant's old man.
The old man played a big role in this fight.
The first was to accurately examine and report on Fontana's troop size, route, and timing in advance.
The other thing was that he took Valkyrie, my horn, and attacked the Fontana side of the army.
Why did the old man attack on Valkyrie?
That is because there was nothing in Vulcan that could ride satisfactorily except me and my part-time brother.
I had an old man riding one of the Valkyries that I bought from me during my usual business trip, so I entrusted him with a separate team.
Even so, what the old man did was show him the way.
Whatever led the Valkyrie herd was my first Valkyrie, my love beast.
When I fought the Fontana army, it was not the usual Valkyrie, but one of the horned horns.
After all, it was inconvenient to swing a weapon when there were horns.
There was another reason why I left the first Valkyrie to my old man.
It matched the beast's traits.
A service beast hatches eggs, but it understands what they say and acts accordingly.
Honestly, I was hoping that Valkyrie, who sold it to the Fontana family, would come to my attention.
But that was impossible.
The Valkyrie I raised with my own hands was left with me for breeding, and I didn't sell anything else.
Then, when Valkyrie, a service beast, raised and hatched the service beast eggs, he still seemed to understand and listen to what the parent was supposed to say.
So now, for all Valkyries, we have entrusted the leadership of the herd to the first generation at the top.
This makes the old man a part-time workforce just to show the Valkyries the way.
We have made this valuable workforce function as a separate unit without scattering it.
However, it seemed quite fearful for the first Valkyrie to ride on her back as she ran [physical strengthening].
"So, what do we do now, kid? I won this time, but that's not all the Fontana's power."
Well... Even if you say you won, this isn't zero damage. "
"Do you have any ideas?
"Oh, I'll build a castle here."
Our power has been shown.
But there's still a huge difference in combat power.
Then we must show more of our strength.
The opponent is reluctant to fight and needs strength to think about discussing.
Even so, fighting alone will not prove your strength.
As long as the opponent acknowledges our power.
Then what should I do?
A Haribotte-like fortress built in the north of the river.
I thought about turning it into a proper defensive base, a castle.