It was a unilateral killing.
More than fifty knights fall, sprinkled with blood one after another.
The knights equipped with armor are not moving badly, but slower than the Jared's, a light outfit. A knight prepared by Annette would be a private soldier of the Viscount Padge family, but his strength isn't bad.
But - it wasn't enough.
The numbers, the strength, everything, weren't enough to deal with just three people.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa"
The scream sounds.
He sticks a dagger in the gap in his armor, and a knight with his throat scratched off dyes the iron armor red. One knight shouted at the unbroken sight.
Wahash was really good at fighting. Armor always has a connection. By inserting a dagger blade into that gap, it takes away manoeuvre and securely finishes where it is no longer possible to move. That too, at an unstoppable speed to the eye.
Johan, slashing as the same knight, bounced off his opponent's gains by a blow coming from his rigid arm and slammed the blade into his relentless connection.
He chops off his arm, kicks a screaming knight, and sticks his sword vertically out of every armor with all his restraint.
Monotonic, but surely killed his enemies with battle techniques developed on the battlefield.
Jared, who follows his grandfather and father, uses a knife to slaughter one knight after the other, although it is the knife that sets him up. Unchanted and purified obsidian spears pierce the knight's armor and kill him one after the other.
With the help of the Spirit, a knight oppressed by a raised ground could not have been given mercy or anything to someone who screamed deaf and begged for help but came to kill a loved one, causing his armor to shake and crush to death.
In minutes of things, half the knights fell. The remaining knights just stop moving and stand on a sight they don't understand.
"What are you doing! Push with the number of people, push to kill!
Anger echoed from behind the knights. When the gaze of the three Jareds turns, the man who was spitting roughs a louder voice.
"I think it's a disgrace to the Viscount Padge family, such as taking a delay on the Baron people, kill them, kill them quickly!
I looked familiar to a man who looked nervous, flushing his brown hair back together. It's Viscount Padge, Annette's father.
I'm proud to be a nobleman, and no - I'm a man who can only be noble. That's the impression Jared had on Viscount Padge.
Ever since my father told me that I would not let him inherit the Baron family, I remember very well that the man's eyes on Jared were a contempt.
Instructions were given to Annette to take over the Baron Dowm family, and at the end of the sentence she created an incentive to kill her mother Liz - the culprit. In addition, the Marquis seems to be involved, but only Viscount Padge is the man who looks great. Too bad you haven't come here. No, I reconsider that Viscount Padge, who is out on purpose for this occasion, is an idiot.
This is murder. He's using private soldiers to kill people from the Baron Dowm family, including the Duchess Warrant. He's either so confident or stupid that he shows up clearly and shows what he's directing. I'm sure the latter.
If you can't kill the Jared's, it's definitely a death sentence. If you look over there, you're probably showing up because you thought you could kill him, but I just think he's too stupid.
Assuming, even without Jared and Johann, Wahash, the head of Vault Toyfer alone, would have cleared out fifty knights.
Was my daughter's evil deeds revealed and in a hurry, or were you proud? If you don't confirm the power of this battle and think you can clean it up with just about fifty - it's something you've seen sweetly.
Jared threw the purified obsidian spear vigorously. The straight-flying spear shot through the head of a knight standing next to Viscount Padge and scattered blood.
"Hi- no, no, no!?
Viscount Padge, bathed in blood and dyed his clothes and body red, gives a pitiful voice and puts on his ass cake. No one can instruct you properly with this anymore. The knights are also frightened and stop moving. Then all we have to do is drive it out.
"We're going to tatami, Johann, Jared!
"Respond."
Don't give me orders.
It is the mouth that disobeys, but acts according to Wahash's voice.
The knights scream like children. There are no more those who try to escape, those who are attacked by our samurai, and leaders.
There's got to be more to putting the knight together than Viscount Padge is stunned with buttcakes - everyone was scared of the Jareds and not the other way around.
"Help, help me - I obeyed, I disliked - ugh... ahhh?
He was a knight who knelt and begged for forgiveness, but was put a dagger in the gap between his helmet and armor by Wahash, and pitifully scratched off his neck. Desperately removing his helmet, pressing his throat will not stop the bleeding. Can't you breathe, the appearance of a knight who repeatedly turns his complexion blue and opens his mouth and closes was too much to let the knights around him know that he couldn't even surrender.
A few knights who have become semi-frequents come under the simple thought of killing them because they don't want to die. The fat muscle distorted by fear is not a threat, and it is even suspicious if it can be called an attack.
Johann wielded his long sword and slashed off both arms of the knights with his sword. Once again the scream woods spirits.
Jared also unleashed an obsidian spear, surely shooting each and every one of them.
If someone moves, there's blood, there's dead. Before such a hellish sight, the Annettes had nothing more to say.
Who would have thought that Jared, who had been making fools of himself, was this strong, etc. I couldn't even predict a feminine husband who would always think of a dead woman killing his enemies so brutally. The sight of Liz's father mowing his life as Reaper made him feel nauseated through fear.
In fact, Rex and Claire are repeatedly vomiting with their knees and hands on the ground. For the two of them, who were mentally immature and could be described as children at their age, they could not accept the sight that spreads in front of them. As a rejection, he was vomiting. It might have been easier if I could have lost my mind, but I can't even faint because of the fear that if I lost consciousness, I might even lose my life.
There can't be a proposal floating around to break the status quo, and Annette just hoped the spreading hell would end. And I hear a short scream, and the knight falls down again. If you notice, no one is standing anymore. Fifty knights, who seemed excessive, prepared to kill all the humans in the Baron Dowm family - none left to be killed.
- All that's left is ourselves and our father.
Neither would the Marquis, who lent half his soldiers to me, think that they would all be murdered unharmed, etc.
- Hi-ha.
The three men who killed all the knights turned to their faces. Annette has a short scream and a buttcake that only makes her look like a demon.
If you don't get away with it somehow, they'll kill you...
But my body doesn't move properly because of fear.
Without even thinking about where to run off to, Annette ended up just being frightened.
As we do this, three demons approach us.
"Well, let me name you again. The culprit who took my daughter - I am Wahash, the head of Vault Toyfel."
With sharp eyesight and killer, Annette incontinence.