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Episode 32: A Clan Named Howard

There are many generals in the history of the Duke of Howard family that unite the northern part of the kingdom.

Whether it be a field battle, a siege battle, or an encounter… Historical Dukes have each battlefield cited a battle whose name will be added to history.

That's the same thing in the Demon King's War.

With the human side at a disadvantage in the Blood River Conference, the Duke of Howard of Time took the lead in the Duke's army, the Lion Roar.

"An opportunity to destroy the Demon King's Army, come! O my mighty, name the honor of Howard!!

And when you scream and release "Ice Snow Wolf," you dare to storm the enemy left wing, which multiplies.

And if it were an ordinary army, the army under the command of the Duke of Howard would respond to it instantly, even though it was a war situation of disadvantage. Following the Duke, he plunged the Left Wing of the Demon King's Army into mayhem, and even approached the Demon King's main mansion, cooling its hearts and minds.

It is rumored that the Demon King's Army, which won the final victory and recovered half of the old realm, did not cross the Blood River because it feared the 'North Wolf', which tried to cut its throat a thousand times.

And now.

Over the past two hundred years, the number of extreme magic and secret users who have continued to support the Duke's family has continued to decrease, and now, only contemporary, Walter Howard, can stand on the battlefield.

... but they are Howard.

Alongside Linster, the lineage has no trials that have taken a backward turn on the battlefield.

I am bereavement of extreme magic and secrecy, and even the contemporary Duke mourns that 'the Duke of Howard family as a martial arts will end with me' - 'wolf' is not 'dog'.

- Never, it's not a dog.

"Shit, shit, shit!... That's a different story! Why are we winning like this?

I shuddered as I crossed the river cold as if I were going to cut myself in snowmelting water even in the summer. Colleagues crossing the perimeter are silent. With a blue face, he walks slightly towards the opposite bank, silently drawing water to his chest.

When we arrived, the temporary bridge built with the shadow and the shadow was left behind. I guess the information got out of here.

... of immense defeat without remnants.

The operation went well at the outset.

In the wake of the breakdown of negotiations with the Duke of Howard, we - 100,000 troops from the southern realm of the Empire - invaded the Galore district, which was taken to the Kingdom a hundred years ago. I took it back lightly.

In the meantime, there are no fights. The inhabitants have no resistance whatsoever.

... the woman I was expecting and I didn't have any children though. At least, good luck with that.

The command, which took care of itself, further decided to cross the Lineier River. I marched exasperatingly to the Duke of Howard's territory. That was five days ago.

As soon as I entered the Duke's territory, the rice tasted unsavory and less.

We couldn't catch up with the barracks.

That's well...... naturally.

The road conditions in the Duke of Howard's territory were brilliant, even by imperial standards, but there was no flatlands anyway.

Forests, forests, forests... Anything, flatlands seem to have to go south.

So, it was three days ago that the advance scout cavalry brought information to us, even as we vomited evil.

"Duke Howard's Army, about 5,000, set in flat ground. Looks like we're getting ready for a meeting '

When I first heard it, I thought it was a lie.

Because the whole army crossed the river, which had not progressed as late, but still the three knights, about 30,000, had already crossed the Lineier.

Five thousand to thirty thousand. Even hungry ghosts know victory and defeat.

Naturally, within command, 'It's a trap!' I thought you had an opinion... but in the end, we were going to meet.

The night before that, we were floating around thinking about tomorrow's victory, and suddenly it took a "platoon rally" from the associate knight's old man.

I was surprised, but you can't disobey me. Whatever, quasi-knights are not chosen to be well-educated among the average soldier and not tattooed by knights, so to speak. From a soldier on the end, like us, it's like God.

So, the god looked over at us - like this, I said.

'... I'll definitely lose tomorrow. Just think about surviving.'

Oh, man.

For a moment, I laughed.

but...... God's eyes were serious. Instead, there was the first color I saw there - there was fear, and it floated.

And at the meeting of the day.

"... as it turns out, God was right. Damn."

Finally, it came halfway down the river.

As long as we cross here, we can also get backup for the main unit. Even if it doesn't taste good, you can even eat warm rice.

- Suddenly, I got chills. Hey, what?

My vision stains white, my legs, my body stops moving.

Hardly moving, moving his head had frozen the crossing point.

Flipping across the shore is

How come... what, what, Howard's guys are crossing the river before us?!?

Great at the head of thousands of Duke armies. Before that, a 'wolf' with white ice.

It's distracting, coming at us, shouting awesome.

"I tell the brave Imperial General! My name is Walter Howard, Duke of the Kingdom!! Already, your army HQ has left than Galore District!! I want to be surrendered!!! Otherwise... None at all '

A 'wolf' roared toward heaven in front of the Duke.

Then, from the surrounding forest, one signal bullet after another.

... get surrounded.

These bastards are maneuvering the army... not in the streets, but in the woods!? I wish I could do that!

What are they wearing on their feet? Wooden Plate??

'I want to be cut short!!... This is either one of us, right? It's all because the Linier River will be buried.'

"-... there's something about it. Hey, I thought you were gonna die. Their mobility, they're not people... The platoon commander is safe and above all. Because at the meeting, I was suddenly ambushed and devoured from the forest at the rear, and then I was doomed. Even so, this rice...... uh-huh. What the hell! Those guys are eating such a delicious meal!? Besides, there was, and the quantity is huge... we're gonna take prisoners, right?

"... either scream, eat, or"

In front of me, the god who looks frightened - the platoon leader, laughs bitterly.

On its right arm is a bandage. I was just getting a stipend.

... and it's a pretty maid's. No, why, Mr. Maid?

"The rice, though."

"? What's wrong with this??

"... I asked your daughter who was distributing the rice. Is it special? Holy shit."

"Oh, I knew it. I see, I see. Let us have good thoughts, huh? That's a terrible imitation."

"'Oh, I'm sorry, Ri, I'm low on quantity. Uh, uh, starting tomorrow, your ladies said you can also serve four meals a day with fish and meat! Oh, the bath doesn't seem to be possible yet... even if it's better to be taken prisoner, there are so many... But I can distribute hot water, so don't hesitate to say it. And a bath, in three days!' Yes, yes. '

Various thoughts rush around the back of the brain.

Of plates, incredibly, a sip of a lot of stew. Squeeze.

"………… platoon leader. I'm quitting the Imperial Army."

"That's an odd encounter. Me, too."