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“Ugh... I think I'm going to freeze to death...”

In a fierce rush, Saehan folds his collar.

The Legion of the Apocalypse, the Second Legion, is full of troops heading to the final rally point.

But the environment is not too common. Hail falls, not snow, and the wind blows like a hurricane.

“Hey, is there a fortress here? ”

As opposed to the self sufficiently distressed, Saehan told the woman who was walking the path freely.

“No. I'll make it and work it out then. because instead of settling down, all the troops come together on the frozen ground, they march once big into black territory and return to their own country. ”

Sahan nods. Clearly, there can't be a proper fortress in this environment.

Environment is the same, but there is a Black Territory with a lot of powerful monsters nearby. It will soon be destroyed as long as we build a fort.

“Oh, is this hail or snow? It's really hard to walk with this. ”

Sahan said, trying hard to protect his face from hail-like eyes that fall right in front of him.

Curlin is so strong in front of him that he can't help but fall on his face as the height difference appears.

“Stay right behind me!" You can do that. ”

Cullen said as if he was frustrated. She's been pushing for forgiveness to stay close behind her back. He's refusing because he doesn't think it's necessary.

“Even so, your head is still right. Just go with it. ”

“… Seed”

“What the fuck? You been climbing a lot lately? ”

Sahan looks angry and approaches Kurlin on his shoulder.

Her face flutters with fury.

“Ugh...!... Well, what! It's not like that.”

Cullen is more shy than she needs to be when she says come. Saehan always wanted to make more of a mockery of her in that way.

Zahan grabs her shoulder deliberately and pulls her deeper into his arms.

“Ugh… ugh! Why, come on… really..”

Cullen's face flutters and doesn't struggle, just dragging him into his arms.

* * *

“... spectacular. ”

Seeing the three armies gathered in one place, he muttered in amazement.

Above the frozen ground, three armies form a rigorous line. An army of 18,000. Moreover, since the soldiers were originally borrowed from the changing area to fight monsters, there are no heavy hitters.

Because of that, the soldiers have a serious, angled look on their faces. It feels like something is gushing out even though it is just standing there.

“Oh, look at him! It's Knight Grey!”

Cullen is as dazed as he is, looking at the minister, pointing to one of the many who are standing on a platform far away.

Sahan narrows his eyes and looks where Kurlin is pointing.

There was a handsome man with a serious look, with dark blue hair resembling the sea.

“... who is it? ”

"Grey," she asked. I think I saw it in an article catalogue I read once, but I don't remember it very well because it was a long time ago.

“Don't you know? It's the most famous founder on the continent! Your skills, your looks. Wow, he's here, too.”

Cullen shudders and shakes his elongated body.

Her weak body is swayed by her touch. He felt bad for some reason.

“Is that so?"

Sadhan, who answered bluntly, began to look at the celebrities standing in front of him once.

Since it is the last and most thorough subjugation, Mana's energy in the high-ranking people standing on the ground is extraordinary.

“Oh? ”

Sahan finds a familiar face standing in between.

A woman with big height and long red hair is attractive. Armada, Ian's sister. Even though she's so far away, her beauty feels so clear.

I looked around and saw whether the soldiers felt the same way, and many soldiers were already bewildered and staring at her.

“Why? Who are you looking at? What, are you kidding me? ”

Cullen looked at his gaze and said, looking at a beautiful woman more than she could possibly imagine.

Zahan was embarrassed for a moment when it came out of her.

She grimaces and looks away.

“Well, you did, too. ”

“.. I have respect, and you have a conscience. ”

“What are you talking about? I have no conscience. ”

“... Anyway, I don't want you to. ”

Cullen tugs his tongue and turns his head.

Sadhan didn't want to say anything. He only snorted once.

‘You did it first. ’

* * *

Shortly after they started marching on the frozen ground, the colors of the ground they were walking on turned completely black. Only the surrounding vegetation is red.

“Sir, are you okay? ”

“Oh, it's okay. It's okay.

Sahan raises his head, grabbing the hand that Arlene gave him.

Clearly, the last march was clearly different from the subjugation until now.

Unlike the 1,2 that killed only the monsters around the fortress, just like the search, 18,000 troops started to "march" into Black Territories in two thousand different directions.

The death squad was assigned to the same squad as Arene, in the first place.

Without a moment to breathe, the first squad he belonged to has been attacked by twelve Trolls since the beginning of the Black Territory.

Because of that, Sadhan, who left the front line curiously, almost died when he tried to attract the attention of the Trolls.

And it's only now that Aren has stopped it with his sword.

“The Wizard rests in the back. It's an entrance, but it won't be easy. ”

The man who gazed indifferently at them with his eyes lowered.

A handsome man with blue hair in thin leather armor with signs of family.

A man knight who was in a panic, pointing towards Cullen. Grey.

“.. Yes. ”

He replied tremblingly. Grey glances at him and Arene, then back to the front of the line.

“You're very chic. ”

He looked behind him and muttered. In his seemingly careless voice, there was a little concern. It's as cool as a man can see.

“Yes? Wh-what? ”

Aren scratches his back head and asks.

“Well, it's just kind of cool. ”

“Yes, right? He's the famed owner of the Mer family. ”

“.. Gaju? You look young. Are you leaving already? ”

He asked as if he was curious.

Ordinary households, mostly because they were of profound age.

Perhaps the seat of the house owner is inherited by the former owner, so that the owner must either die or exceed the skill of the house owner to acknowledge it.

So, the age of most households in the world was widely distributed between the early 30s and the late 40s, when knights and wizards reached their peak.

However, the article called Grey was only a much-aged face compared to other housewives, who were only in their mid-20s, no matter how old they were.

“Y-you don't know? The case.”

“What a case. I don't know anything about that. Just tell me everything. ”

“Oh, that. I don't want to go into details, but I just have a bad case, and the... the family...

Arlene stammers improperly. I became a housewife because there was something very bad going on in his family. That's what she said. She nods.

“Okay. Well, you don't have to listen to the family history. ”

“Yeah. Well, yeah. ”

Sahan moves his feet, and Aren walks alongside him. Sahan asked Aren if he could be considerate of himself.

“But can I walk from behind like this? Aren't you supposed to be out front? ”

“No. I don't know where else, but I don't know when or where monsters will pop up from in black territory." It's as dangerous as being on the front lines here. ”

In Aren's explanation, Forgiveness nods. It's clear that monsters protrude from every corner of Black Territory. It protrudes from the forest, protrudes from the ground, and there are even mad monsters flying from the sky.

We don't know when and where the battle will take place. There was a reason we didn't separate the soldiers, the knights, and the wizards.

“Golem!”

Not long after the Trolls appeared, you hear a soldier scream from a considerable distance.

Seeing Zahan looking at you, the golem, who doesn't know where he came from, is wreaking havoc on the ground.

“... Where did that come from again... Hmm? ”

Sahan checks the golem and looks to the side where Aren was, but he's gone somewhere.

When Zahan turns his head and looks back at the golem, he sees Aren firing his sword at the golem.

The sword holding the blue Mana is literally pouring down on the golem. In just a few seconds, the golem who had been beaten dozens of times could not endure the fatal blow.

“Wow."

Forgiveness was deeply impressed. Mud Golems are the weakest among golems, but they are not that easily broken by first-graders.

Zahan slowly approached him. Aren doesn't intend to remove the cobblestone from among the golem's remains, but is taking care of the injured soldiers.

The soldiers, who had been temporarily disoriented by the appearance of the golems, set out again in a sturdy line, with the exception of the medics. It may seem cold, but it is possible because of a well-disciplined and strong military force.

He looked at the wounded soldier and thought about using ‘healing' magic, but his wounds were not very deep, and he was about to cast recovery magic, in case all the wounded soldiers came later.

“Huh?"

Forgiveness lets out a mysterious sound. This is because Aren cast healing magic on wounded soldiers.

Recovery magic, a minor magic that can only repair injuries such as cuts and abrasions, that is a big difference from healing magic, but it should be a burden for a knight to learn.

Sahan approaches Aren, casting a spell.

“When did you learn that magic? ”

Sahan sits down next to him and asks the injured soldier, who is waiting for the next one, to cast a recovery spell.

“Oh, it's just, I learned a little bit the last time. It seems useful. ”

“.. a little? ”

Sahan looks at him with his eyes wide open because he's a fool. His image is still enthusiastic about the treatment of the injured. Sleek jawline and steep nostrils. He looks quite handsome next to me.

Zahan didn't even have a gaming system like himself, but it felt a little ridiculous that he had learned 'a little’ magic.

Obviously a tremendous talent. It was once a warrior's bloodline.

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