Price of Management

The great lord hurls at Duke Meutt once more, as if throwing himself all over him.

Duke Meutt, who barely landed on one foot and balanced himself, swings his long sword against the wall with the other foot.

Collision again.

Que-a-a-a-a-ah!

The wall that was stepping on the back foot did not overcome the shock and collapsed. Duke Meutt has fallen below the wall.

“Duke! ”

“Master!"

A scream erupted from the Temple of Knights.

However, Duke Meutt hung a gap in the wall with his left hand, and once again, he carried the fallen reactions and hurled himself into the sky.

Duke Meutt flies like a bird, stabbing himself at super-speed towards the Marquis of Great Gen.

The Marquis of Great Gen, who blocked all of the Long Sword flying at light speed, held the Two-Handed Sword in one hand and swung it as hard as he could.

The user throws a javelin, striking with evil power. Duke Meutt puts his left hand on the Longsword and guards it with both hands.

Kuaang!

Duke Meutt flew a few hundred yards back. You defend yourself in the air.

But the Marquis of Great Gen, who had sustained internal injuries, was also not harmed. No, but every time it crashed, it felt like the error was tangling. Taking the pain of a twisted intestine, the Marquis of Great Gen continued his aggression.

The balance of tension shifts gradually. As soon as the balance is broken, the fight is severely resolved.

Should we retreat?

Thought for a moment.

“Ah-ha-ha!”

The Grand Duke smiles.

And charge.

Duke Meutt ran as if he wanted to see the battle, closing the distance for tens of meters in a heartbeat.

Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

It was more intense than ever.

The error that was maintaining its shape as an error blade collided with the same error blade, causing it to lose its shape and spread like water vapor to evaporate.

The storm of error is raging everywhere.

The walls of the 10 precincts where they stood were destroyed. The place that became the Battle of the Masters couldn't have been a better place.

“I've endured it my whole life. It was the throbbing wait, just like you said. ”

Duke Meutt said with a sword in his hand.

“But after a long life, I finally realized one thing today. ”

“Will?”

Duke Meutt says, despite the death of the Marquis of Great Gen.

“Someone asked me. Am I a complete man? No way!”

Duke Meutt pushes the Marquis of Great Gen away. Immediately after the gap, you swing the long sword.

The Grand Marquis bends to the right, avoiding the body and swings the Two-Hand Sword upright. It was a clever move.

Duke Meutt turns to the Marquis of Great Gen, avoiding the sidesteps. And I cut the frontal vertical like a stone. Very basic and strong

Boom!

The architect, who defended himself on one knee, stands up, twisting the Two-Handed Sword and brushing off the Long Sword. The lever punches Duke Meutt in the face.

Duke Meutt turns his head back and slashes down the Long Sword vertically again.

Kuaang!

“Hehe!”

The Grand Duke groans again. The more it collided, the weaker the inside.

“The completeness of life had not existed from the beginning. The agony was endless, and the nature of Bondi's birth and death was pain. ”

“…… Is that so? ”

“I will live. I will live until the end. So you die. ”

The Grand Duke replied with a big smile.

“Kill me. I'm waiting for you.”

Duke Meutt unleashed his divine power on Long Sword. The essence of a lifetime of sharpened swords is in a single blow.

Long Swords fly in a beautiful trajectory.

"Awesome."

No matter how beautiful the trajectory was, the Marquis of Great Gen was pure admiration and joy.

I didn't think I could stop it.

It will be destroyed.

‘Well, that's fine. ’

Come on, break me!

The Grand Duke smiles and takes the guard with a two-handed sword. On it, Duke Meutt's Long Sword strikes hard.

Kua 'a 'ang!

There was a crushing shock. The tendon of the whole body and the orb hole seemed to rupture.

The Marquis of Great Ghen can't withstand the shock, and his whole body floats on the wall.

Duke Meutt comes after you like a bad boy. It was an obsessive will to kill and not let go.

‘Ah……. ’

Seeing Duke Meutt take a leap and strike himself again, the Grand Duke instinctively dies.

‘I see it.’

The end of everything.

I was amazed at the lack of and insufficient, as was the purification of Ohyuk and Jeongyeon.

There you go.

As long as I die like this!

All you have to do is take his hand and kill me. It was a moment I did not want.

In a short moment, my past life rapidly struck my brain.

The days we were born fighting and fighting.

Soon after 63 years of experiencing it again, the Grand Duke looks at the blade of Long Sword approaching him.

‘Come. Where is it? Yeah, the neck. Yeah, that's more like it. Drink! Drink my neck! ’

Long Sword approaches your neck.

It's coming.

...... It's coming!

But at the last moment, the right hand of the Marquis of Great Gen moves like a lie. Finally, the two-handed sword grabs hold of you tight, and lifts you up.

Ka 'ang!

The Two-Handed Sword intercepts the Long Sword. However, as Duke Meutt's strength was not overcome, the shock wave was conveyed to his body in harmony.

“Cough!”

Feeling a gut-shaking sensation, the Grand Duke vomited blood. Then he fell down like a broken puppet.

Duke Meutt strikes back against the shock and lands on the wall. and stared at the fallen Marquis of the Great Gentiles.

“Y-you 've endured it. ”

On the trail of life and death, the great gen heir chose life. I didn't die, even though I had to suffer like death.

What if he was in that position?

When death was imminent after a battle that burned everything, could he hold a sword to live like the Marquis of Great Ghen?

Duke Meutt was not confident.

The Great Gene Marquis, who constantly drove himself to death, paradoxically demonstrated a marvelous survival instinct.

“Take the Commander! ”

“Let's go! ”

The Horn Imperial Soldiers fly with the fallen Marquis of Great Gen in their hands.

Duke Meutt stands rigorously on the wall with the face of a great winner and stares down at him. His existence greatly diminished the Horn Empire. He would, too, kneel before their commander, who never seemed to lose.

A retreat order has been issued from the Horn Empire faction.

The 120,000 retreated like a tide.

“I won!”

“Hail Duke Meutt! ”

“The Temple of Knights will never fall! ”

“Waaaahhhh!! ”

A shout erupts from the walls of the Temple of Knight.

Duke Meutt is down. He can't hold on much longer.

“Master!"

Prince Campbell rushes to help you.

Having witnessed a truly great fight, the young Chamberlain wept deeply as an unmanned man.

“Master has won! You are truly a great unmanned man! ”

“Victory and defeat are nothing but empty echoes. I'm just alive...... That's all. ”

“I'll take you inside. ”

Duke Meutt left the walls under the support of the Duke of Campbell.

The duel between Duke Krail Meutt and Duke Guspar Giangen and the Great Swordsman has returned to the victory of Duke Meutt.

This day's battle, which greatly increased the morale of the Kingdom of Leaden, was repented until later.