Iron Blood Earl Riccianne

“Hic!”

“Grrrgh!"

Three or four screams are heard simultaneously with each swing of the spear. I can barely hear the Terminal's screams. It meant that they were that experienced.

But the problem was that the men they had to deal with were Lycaen and Caith, and their elite knights and soldiers.

The hissing and screaming echoes in all directions. The area around the wagon quickly turns into a rubble, and the floor is all red.

“Khhh!”

High Terminal Scream. I'm starting to feel anxious about Lycaen's face. That big scream was not for the assassins. Screams of allies.

“Ahhhh!”

Likayen pours more and more power into the swinging cage, whistling as if using evil.

Jiaying!

A bright blue mass rising out of a cage with strange noises. It was an error blade that was spread out with a cage.

As soon as the masks saw it, Lycaen raised his cage high and slapped the floor.

Kuaaaaang!

The land that burst with the blast spewed dirt and stones everywhere. But it didn't end there. The force to strike the ground explodes everywhere along with its resistance.

Ji Yi Yi!

The terrifying pressure pushes the bodies of the masks back on their own. A force that cannot be resisted.

As the masks struggle to stay afloat, this time Lycaen slams into the ground and blows away.

Unbelievable!

Immediately, the bodies of five masked people are torn apart and spread out to the floor.

“Don't, stop! ”

Someone's voice is embarrassing. And Lycaen's relentless, unrelenting assault.

The speed at which the bodies of the masks grow. Nevertheless, there were many enemies to deal with.

“Huff, huff! ”

Finally, the sound of shortness of breath begins to leak out from Lycaen's mouth.

No matter how many enemies Lycaen faced, there were a lot of them.

Where the hell are these guys? ’

Looking at the endless number of masks that could be killed, Lycaen feels a chill on her back. If I deal with these never-ending enemies, I'm sure I'll run out of energy, and I don't want to imagine what happens next.

Da-da!

Lycaen grips his teeth and gives strength to the two hands holding the iron bars.

The battle continues endlessly.

“Ahhhh!”

More and more of your soldiers are starting to die.

“Huff, huff! ”

Lycaen now breathes his last breath into his shoulders. A groaning sound started coming from my mouth.

"Damn, this is gonna spread!" ’

The spear is no longer in your hands.

‘But what the hell is this? ’

Something was wrong earlier.

The attackers are all trained assailants.

An assassin is one who sneaks up on people and kills them. But now they're coming, unwittingly, in front of him. Why would those who can deceive even Master Caith's senses do something so stupid?

The only advantage these assassins have now is that they are constantly approaching without fear of death. although, of course, the effects were being maximized.

It was then.

Sheaek!

The blade of the assassins flew in four directions, both front and back, with sharp ripples.

Window, car window!

A spear that pierces to the left, swinging to the right across the front, cracks the three masks' bellies at once. But...

Aaaaah!

“Hehe!”

A groaning comes out of Lycaen's mouth.

The burning, cold pain sweeps through the back panel. Something hot flowing down his back with him. It was unstoppable to the one coming from behind.

“Son of a bitch! ”

I hurriedly bend my torso and extend the bars, then swirl around and punch me in the back.

Excellent!

The mask's neck snaps with a eerie sound. But the masks are coming in from all four directions again.

“Hehe, die, you bastards! ”

Lycaen howls and swings his spear. However, I couldn't feel the strength in my hands because the injury on my back was quite large.

"Damn it, if you die like this, you'll never see him again!" ’

He hurled an insult at himself and forcefully squeezed his hands, trying to escape. Then I stabbed the cage in front of the masked man.

“Huh!? ”

At that moment, I remembered the absurd look on Lycaen's face. A sharply stretched fence swept away the facades as well as the surrounding masks, drawing a strange trajectory.

What the hell? ’

The sight is unbelievable despite seeing it with his own hands and with his own eyes.

Damn it, Hall! This is ridiculous! "

The trajectory that Lycaen wielded the cage and wiped out four masks in one go. It was the sword under the blood, not the spear, which is the festival of the book of the book of Lee, Kwon & '92; s ministry.

I didn't have to study to die and sleep at night. That was the sudden emergence of this emergency.

And with him, a false image flashed in his head.

“Khahaha, damn it! ”

Likayen stretches her legs out, shouting indistinguishable noises whether she's abusive or cheerful. Then I moved my hands.

The cage that Lycaen wielded was drawing a trail of blood so naturally.

That which I had studied many times was suddenly completed at the critical moment. Perhaps in the depths of Riyaen's head, the method of bloodshed and bloodshed had already been completed. It was just hard to actually accept it and use it. It was made entirely of its own from a single sword that accidentally exploded.

“Kuhahaha, die, you bastards! ”

Lycaen starts sweeping away the masks, screaming relentlessly. If the masquerade method maximized the destructive power through the air, even though it was based on a heavy sword with blood pressure, the actual operation belonged to the extreme oil.

A soft yet leafy iron spear presses and pushes away the incoming masks. No matter how strong the push was, the moment it bounced, those who had already lost their minds to the pressure were the losers.

The masks that were coming from the front of Lycaen were all sorted out in an instant. Most of them stumble under a lot of pressure or blackouts.

“Finish it!”

Lycaen shouts to the knights and soldiers who are with him, but this time he flies to the right side of the wagon. It was the direction Wolf was devoting himself to.

“Come on! Come on, all of you! ”

Lycaen's cry constantly echoes through the battlefield.

Chapter 6. Reek, Lai, and Bear (1)

“It's strange.... ”

Lycaen also said with a thoughtful expression.

“Yeah. Something's wrong. ”

Lycaen and Caith grimace with their arms folded against their backs on the wagon. And around the wagon, the soldiers were hauling the bodies hard, hard, somewhere.

A moment ago, it was the bodies of the men who attacked the wagon. Beyond the hills where the soldiers are dragging the corpses, the rest of the soldiers are digging like crazy. It was a pit, not a grave, to bury the bodies of nearly 400 people.

400. That's 400 horses, that's a lot of death, that's a lot of runners. And it was strange because it was such an incredible number.

In the Kingdom of Luo, there can be no nobles left to rescue Prince Linus at the cost of that many lives.

It was also money, but there was no way there could be a wealthy nobleman who paid the same amount of money and had enough money to do something about it.

Then who the hell did this? The two who were thinking about it for a long time suddenly turned their heads and looked each other in the eye.

Lycaen was the first to open his mouth.

“Are you thinking what I'm thinking right now? ”

“Hmm? You, too? ”

“Hmm, is that so? ”

“But are we thinking the same thing? ”

“I think so."

“Let's check. ”

“Check it out, our squeamish jealous! ”

“Ugh... I knew it!”

Prince Breton, prince of Bren Kingdom. With enough money to exert this much power, it was the only one who could figure out how Prince Linus' procession would move.

Lycaen tilts his head for a moment and opens his mouth with a vague expression.

“By the way, I didn't tell you how we were going to move. But this number came to me... There's only one conclusion. ”

“You mean there's a snitch amongst our people? ”

“Yes."

“Well, I can't deal with that right now. ”

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