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It will be very difficult to break through the path to Yasop Plain.

Surprises, ambushes, and traps in the forest will be abundant, so the perceptive amnesia may be suffering from nerve attacks.

“All forces, halt. ”

Devin's orders are sounded, and the marching army stops in no time.

“The forest holds Margie. Advance each with a mask on to prevent being poisoned. ”

The soldiers wear masks, with a soft rattling sound. A mask that is too tight for the modern world, just barely covers the mouth and nose, but its effectiveness was much better than the modern mask because of the added magic effect of 'purification'.

“Write it down firmly. You're not in the best shape.”

Ser Jinn said so, and Sahan tightened the noose of his mask more firmly.

“… Thank you. ”

Sahan smiled and stroked Serzin's cheeks gently. Whether it belonged to a surprise attack, she was short of blushing her face and almost fell off the horse.

“... be careful. ”

Sahan clutches her shoulder. Ser Jinn still looks shy, nodding only slightly.

“All troops, march slowly. ”

* * * *

The forest was full of darkness. The scavenging trees kept all the skylights hidden, while the atmosphere inside the forest, which was filled with cloudy magi and mana at the same time, was gray.

Before it was captured by the Horses, it was a forest with green plants and fresh air, which turned into a very dark and gloomy background.

He frowned. It's not because you can't pedal your bike. Several magical effects can be applied to unpaved roads such as sand or dirt roads.

“… Forgiveness. ”

Serzin cautiously opens his mouth.

“It's not that hard. ”

“ … ”

In a resolute reply, Ser Jinn puffs his lips and puffs his cheeks in disappointment. Maybe he's looking forward to riding with him. Of course, Sahan did not allow it in the name of a man's pride.

“… wait. ”

It was when the march continued for a while. It feels like a cold neck somewhere.

Sahan raises his hand and spreads his voice far away.

“... What are you doing? ”

I stared at him with a curious look in his eyes.

“Looks like there are assassins nearby. ”

Speak in a low, quiet voice.

A faint, pale gesture. These assassins are incredibly skilled at making steady movements. The number of pilots seems to be a minority, so they're only aiming for a brief but clear chain of command.

“ … ”

Devin closes his eyes without a word. A small gesture that felt just then caused a calm ripple in his mind. I couldn't have felt it if it weren't for the warning of forgiveness.

“… I see. ”

Devin nods, looking at Saehan.

“March again. ”

Devin gives the knights a simple glance and resumes his march without a word.

The assassin's power is significantly reduced just by ‘guessing’ its existence. But now it's more like "sure," rather than guessing. So if we just pay attention and prepare for an ambush, the threat of "assassin" will be close to zero.

“… Forgiveness. ”

However, Ser Jinn was restless and clutching the corners of her clothes. He smiled, saying, "Don't worry."

I understand her concern. Basically, a good wizard for assassins is a top priority next to the commander. However, Death has special characteristics, and assassination is as good as immunity.

“Don't worry.”

“You can't be worried... get on my back. ”

“ … ”

Sahan smiles bitterly.

“I think that's better, too. The wagons on which the Wizards ride have enhanced magic instead of expanding magic. It doesn't matter if it's you or not. ”

Devin listens, and Serzin nods vigorously, saying that he is a hundred times right.

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“Hold on tight. ”

Ser Jinn, who had a big smile on his face, said in an energetic voice that was clearly contrasted with a gloomy background.

“.. ”

She grabs her waist without saying a word. But her gentle feeling, which felt beyond the armor, was unnecessary.

Immediately after realizing her encounter with Desknight, she started wearing thin armor made of 'leather’ that would allow her to travel as lightly as possible, rather than full plate mail that would impede movement at such an enormous size. And the leather armor she was wearing was so thin that she could feel the texture of her skin when she touched a special area.

“Tsk!”

Like now, she pinches her lower abdomen slightly. Then Ser Jinn looked puzzled and looked around, wondering if anyone had seen him.

“Well, don't! ”

Fortunately, no one noticed, then whispered in her mouth.

“ … ”

Sahan had done something else for no reason. The assassins keep looking over their shoulder, but it's the agent who's coming... Yeah, he'll be fine.

“Suck!”

He shoves his hand between the cracks in the leather armor divided between his top and bottom. Touch your lower abdomen, slowly lowering your hand down. To some extent, I finally touched the conspiracies that were well organized.

“Ugh, don't, don't.”

Ser Jinn moves around and tries to push his mercy with his elbows. However, the cautious rebellion was so weak that he would fall off the horse.

“It's okay. It's the front of the march. You can't even see it." And when I see someone, I'll quit. ”

“.. who would have thought it was too late. And this is just harassment... Hmmm. ”

Saehan's hands reach her completely, and Serjin empowers her grip without even knowing it.

Then Ser Jinn and Sahan's horse in the lead began to move ahead.

“... I'll see if I can find any assassins." ”

Zahan says that before he opens his mouth, and he nods. This became a perfect situation. Right now, it just looks like they're holding each other a little tight.

“... Stop, this is the battlefield... Haha! ”

Sahan shoved his finger into Beecher before she could say anything, and at that moment, Serjin suddenly covered my mouth with one hand.

“Stop it!...”

Her brow soaks wet, as if swallowing her fingers. That's why she didn't want to stop, and continued to harass her for a while.

In the end, Ser Jinn was covered in sweat by the cooperative play of pleasure and shame.

* * * * *

“... is coming. ”

It's only been a few minutes since Sahan stopped playing games with Ser Jinn. You feel the assassins slowly approaching, speaking in a low voice.

“… all hands to battle stations. ”

On Devin's word, all the knights take their hands to the sword tied to their waist.

“.. there are more than twenty people in the crowd. ”

Sahan strengthens the barrier magic even more, and the formation still advances slowly.

So one minute, two minutes, three minutes... Time gradually passed.

And at some point, the number of reflexes rapidly increased as the reflexes began to progress.

“.. is coming! There are more of them!”

As he shouts, black knights gush out from both sides of the bush.

Durahan, not Desknight. They attack the ranks on either side of the forest. The number of subjects is at least 300 here.

Sahan slashes the six Durahans rushing towards him with Mana's blade. You successfully slaughtered your weapon, but the other two accidentally dodged Mana's raid.

They rush toward Zahan with their heads shrunk, but Serzin fires his sword against it.

This was the left side. There is still a ridge on the right side. Likewise, six stages of Durahan.

With no time to make the blade, Saehan joins them in a simple form and shoots them.

Despite the enormous pressures of Manapa, Durahan was pushed abruptly, but the real danger was not the side, but the assassins above and below.

The assassin makes a dash through the ground just below where his horse stands, heading for the Sadhan on horseback.

The steed that the two riders were riding was so simple that the Assassin's sword broke them into two pieces.

The assassin succeeded in wielding his sword at the man lying on the ground, losing his horse.

However, his attacks have barely destroyed the barrier and have not harmed his body.

There was no subsequent attack. Because the silver sword was pointed at him.

“..! ”

A silent assassin. The danger still lingers over her head, so she quickly rolls over.

The sword of the assassin is drawn in the place where the grave had just fallen.

The man who had failed to make the first move quickly removed the secret to his arms and threw it at Saehan, who hit him in the chest.

And right after that. Serzin's sword slashes the assassin.

This will only take three seconds.

“… Forgiveness!! ”

Ser Jinn rushes in, hugging the ground. I've been crying my eyes out.

“... It's okay. ”

He dismissed the slight slash in the chest. Fortunately, Margaery is an unspoilt scaffold, so her body was fortified with 'enhanced’ magic to bounce it off. If Margie had been cut by a sword that was soaked in her body, she would have died once.

“And the battle's not over yet. ”

At the same time, Zahan summoned a Golem of Chloride and an Ice Golem. The golems roar and enter the chaos around them.

It turned out that there were about four assassins caught up with Daegnon, the commander, including four and two who were still looking for an opportunity.

You and the commander are on the same page. Should we be happy?

“... Thank God... Thank God. ”

In the midst of the battle, Ser Jinn doesn't even think about letting go.

“.. what are you doing! ”

Rather, she slaps her cheek slightly.

“We're in the middle of a battle. What are you doing? ”

“Er... Er. Oh, I see. ”

Ser Jinn, who was a little bewildered, nodded his head and drew his sword and participated in the battle.

“… ugh. ”

He stands up slowly, touching his gorgeous chest. I used Enhancement Spell, but it still hurts like hell.

Cast the barrier back and slowly hide your movements, waiting for the oncoming assassin. Aim for the back of his head.

Sahan closed his eyes. It's my turn to make the first move.

He burned all the Manas floating in the area where the assassin's vitality was felt.

“... Aaaah! ”

The flames that flow through the Mana suddenly dampen the air, and you hear a scream. Even highly-trained assassins couldn't endure the pain of burning pain.

“Whew…”

He burns the assassin to death, and the battle slowly reaches the end. Three hundred of Durahan's men have fallen, and twenty of them, the ‘best assassins’, have died.

“… damn it. How many of them need to spend more than a million gold to hire Hangi? ”

You hear the grumbling of the wounded knight. Clearly, each one of them was as skilled as the Stadim operatives.

Zahan looks a little nervous and waits for an assassin who is still looking at the opportunity.

‘… familiar. ’

But it was strangely familiar. Unexpectedly dirty energy. It was the energy of ‘Charmin’ that was unleashed in the past. A witch who made love to my son and ran away with him somewhere.

“ … ”

However, her posture soon faded. Did he realize there was no chance of winning and give up? He tries to stay nervous, but over time, her reflexes disappear completely.

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