Price of Management

Srung...

Long sod reveals a beautiful radiance.

‘I don't know how ambitious he is, but good. Aim for my life. I'm here. ’

Blonde underage.

An unusual figure standing in the middle of the line with a shimmering, mysterious sword unlike any other sword at first glance.

The majestic abundance allowed Nigel, who was charging with 10,000 horsemen from afar, to discover his identity at a glance.

Raell Britain! ’

The word ‘indeed’ came out.

He was a brilliant genius who matched his reputation as the future of the Orient Kingdom. Isn't this battlefield the same as a famous painting for that one person?

Nigel has a desire to tear it apart. Hands on your head.

But desire and reason were separate things.

‘I've heard that Duke Britain, a swordsmanship genius, has been teaching intensively since childhood. Older than me... No matter how much I think about it, I can't win on my own, right? ’

I didn't want to admit it because I had heard many talents since I was young, but after seeing a genius as young as John Spain, Nigel recognized that there was someone more talented.

“Kelkran Ceiling, Albert Ceiling! ”

“Yes, sir. ”

“Lower your voice.”

The Celestial Seals of Kelkran and Albert are both beginners and intermediate to come, and have been serving as conquerors of the late father Jurden ever since he joined the Horn Empire. When Nigel became in charge, the late Juden handed them over.

“Join me in taking Raell Briton's head. ”

“Old!”

It seemed like one of them would win enough, but abandoning their pride was definitely Nigel who called them both to take victory.

As the distance finally approaches, Nigel whispers to Rael.

“Raell Britain! Give me your neck! ”

“Who are you? Tell your superiors to come. ”

Raell insisted.

It was because Nigel, who looked younger than himself, was not thought to be the ideal leader of 50,000 troops.

Nigel felt a tendon rise in his forehead in anger, thinking he had been ignored.

“I am Nigel, son of the late Juden! I have no authority here at the moment! ”

“Nigel Jurden? ”

Raell's expression changed.

It was definitely a familiar name. The name of the commander who defeated Duke Meutt's army in the field was Nigel Jurden. His memory was clear because he was Raell in charge of Duke Britain's network of information.

‘I heard that this is not the place for some reason. ’

Rael's eyes widen.

“You're the man. ”

“Come on, give me your neck! ”

Nigel lunges with the Kelkran Ceiling and the Albert Ceiling.

Rael is not frightened at all. He listens to Long Sword.

“How dare you humiliate me! ”

Raell rushes to Burk Ilgal.

Kuaang!

“Hehe!”

With one crash, Nigel is pushed back with his horse.

The Celestial Seal swoops in and pierces the spear that came with it. Raell swings Long Sword across the side and is attacked by Albert Census, who then swings the Morningstar.

Boom!

Conflict between two weapons with errors.

As the Morningstar bounces off, it slows down to the albert ceiling holding it.

“I'll kill them all and pay you back! ”

Three people's expressions were stiff in Rael's horrific critique. It's because Raell was much stronger than I expected.

‘Excellent Expert to come at this rate...... Or excellent? Damn, if it hadn't been for the three of us, we'd be in trouble. ’

Nigel's back is cold sweat.

Genius, you're a genius, and you already have a master at that age and you're blocked by the wall!

After several battles, I felt that I was winning at the top of my tactical abilities, and this time I was surprised at Rael's dance.

‘It's a terrifying talent. What a genius to call the future of Orients. ’

The four of you get together and have a big fight.

The battle lasted in the centuries, as errors, skills or rael were able to overcome three people, but the three of them alternately attacked with rapid tempo and in horseback riding, Nigel's group had the advantage.

Just like their battle, their fighting style was battled. The two sides of the army were intertwined, screaming and screaming, and they died.

But that's when it happened.

Peek-a-boo.

Peek-a-boo!

Pie profit ―

A loud rumbling sound echoes through the air. It was the enzyme of the Horn Empire Army used for signaling.

Nigel gave orders beforehand to signal certain occasions.

In that particular case, it had something to do with a message from Emperor Kars before he enlisted the troops.

“Defeat the royal horde of the Orients who have come to help the Kingdom of Leaden. Interrupt the march with continuous deterrent, but defeat them if possible. When the Kingdom of Leaden sends a legion to help them, they must continue to deter or retreat, depending on the situation, but do not face them head-on. If a Caroc ligand appears, retreat without delay in the least damaging way possible. ”

Nigel was executing the relatively detailed instructions without forgetting a grain of toast.

It was a valid signal that he took action according to the last request added.

I always let the most visually impaired soldiers loose around me to keep an eye on the sky around me. When the flight of a strange object suspected of being a caroc ligand was confirmed, the signal was triggered.

But now, the signal of the enzyme is ringing.

On the battlefield in the chaos of Abigail, she confronts a powerful unmanned man named Rael, but the sound of the enzyme is heard in Nigel's ears like thunder.

Nigel had already remembered the horror of the animosity of Caroc Ligand in Duke Meutt. He alone intercepted more than 100,000 troops for a long time.

I also tried it myself.

When the Duke of Meutt defeated an army, Caroc Ligand flew in and cast a spell on him. Nigel is frightened to see the army collapse in an instant with chaos like a natural catastrophe. He scatters the soldier's horns and makes him flee.

Even if it wasn't the emperor's request, Nigel was fearful and cautious enough about Caroc Ligand as a Grand Spirit.

But now the signal is touching his ear.

The exchange of eyes with the Kelkran Ceiling and the Albert Ceiling also severely changed their complexion.

It was a time when we were struggling with Raell because we were breathing together.

‘But at this time! ’

If I had come one more day, or half a day later, I would have been able to study satisfactorily.

I exchanged eyes with three people.

First, I had to stop this fight and step out.

Nigel goes first.

Paaaaaaaah!

Most of the remaining errors in the error hall are contained in the long sword. And he swings at Raell with all his might.

Rael quickly confronts Long Sword.

Kuaang!

Huge impact.

No matter how hard Rael strikes Nigel with almost everything he's got, he can't help but push back.

Adjusting the amount of error consumption is also a fundamental principle of unmanned fighting, and I did not expect to consume so many errors at once.

“Huff, huff, now! ”

Nigel, the Kelkran Ceiling, and the Albert Ceiling all ran away together.

"What's wrong with them? ’

Rael is dumber than ever.

The consumption was so abrupt that the Kelkran Seal and Albert Seal shouted loudly with an error on behalf of the weary Nigel.

“Retreat immediately according to emergency rules!" ”

“Retreat under emergency protocol!! ”

The order reaches the entire army as the whale continues to scream. However, most of the officers were aware of the situation because there were not a couple of soldiers who heard the sound of the enzyme.

Officers above the White Captains shouted in unison.

“Shit! Emergency retreat!”

“Retreat under emergency protocol! ”

“Come on, move, you bastards! ”

“Damn it!”

It didn't make sense to the Orient royal forces that were being pushed. The Horn Empire, which was relentlessly attacking, withdrew like a tide.

An even more ridiculous landscape soon unfolded before their eyes.

Tens of thousands of Horns were scattered by the Thousand, and the Thousand Horns were scattered by the White Horns again.

It was as if a rogue army had collapsed in a single strike and you too had abandoned your weapons and fled.