Chapter 14 – Judgment of the Black Lion
Deep in the hearts of the Black Lion Knights defending the eastern gate, a feeling of despair slowly raised its head.
“Guard the gates, guard the gates!”
“I’m protecting it. It looks like it’s going to collapse soon! That ogre… What kind of mutant is it? It’s crazy!”
—Boom, bang!
With a single punch, a number of pieces of wood fluttered.
With two punches, the steel plate that was padded on the inside warped like a piece of paper.
In the first place, since the size of the mutant ogre was far beyond the height of the castle gate, it would have to be considered a miracle that it was not destroyed right away.
It was a spectacle that made even the bravest knights lose their morale.
Even other big monsters such as trolls and bugbears were slowly gathering around the ogre.
“Others are coming soon too! All of the 5th Centurion, spread out! Build a defense line!”
“Seo, what about the castle gate?”
“Fuck, what should I do? What should I do? I shouldn’t stop asking stupid questions and stop them even from coming!”
When, in an unavoidable situation, screams and shouts came and went from inside and outside the wall, and finally the gate came to the point of being torn off its hinges.
—Kooung!
From far away, the ground started to vibrate.
—Keeek? Ayeek!!!
—Quaang!
“Captain, the captain is coming this way!”
“Wow!”
The leader of the Black Lions was running towards his subordinates.
Every time the man in the jet-black armor took a step, the monsters around him were crushed one by one, and the path opened wherever he stepped.
And finally, the man broke through the waves of monsters and approached the castle wall.
—Whoa!
“Captain! It’s dangerous! Captain!”
“You didn’t even pull out your sword!”
Perhaps even the ogre, which hadn’t been bothered by the aura-loaded attack, judged his presence as threatening, so he threw out huge fists the size of a human torso and tried to exclude the man.
However.
—Quaang!
With an unbelievable explosion that was the result of fists colliding, the huge monster knelt down in front of a tiny human barely able to get to his knees.
—Whoa, whoa, whoa…
“Three, my God…”
“Oh, an ogre with his bare hands. That’s with a single punch… This, he’s not human…”
For the members of the Black Lion Knights, the new leader who was appointed not too long ago was just a vague existence.
Of course, everyone knew how strong it was.
Since his inauguration ceremony, he has shown fearsome momentum and made hundreds of superhumans fall flat in front of him.
However, no one knew that it would be so overwhelming.
What is an Ogre?
It would not be an exaggeration to call the creature a tyrant who reigned at the pinnacle of the monster ecosystem, with its enormous size and unimaginable strength.
Even if it is cut down, it treats the endlessly regenerating troll as a toy, and tore through the lycanthrope that is blessed by the full moon.
Even the sharpest blade forged with a firm will, Aura and magic that twists the logic of the world, can even withstand because its skin contains innate mystery.
Its strength is truly the height of absurdity.
He is a monster that must be defeated through ‘hunting’ rather than ‘battle’ at the cost of countless knights.
“Is everyone safe? Despite the dangerous situation, you managed to hold on well.”
Then, what should we call the man who took down such an ogre head-on, and in one blow?
Hero? Or a monster?
Perhaps even such modifiers are meaningless, but one thing is certain about the members of the Black Lion Knights.
“Cheer up a little more. I’ll finish it soon.”
“Yes! Captain!!!”
The leader of the Black Lions.
As long as Wolfgang von Schwarz fights alongside them.
It would be nice to erase the word defeat from my head.
* * *
When the flow of the battlefield itself is changing due to a single man.
The blue-haired female knight, Agnes, had to face an unwelcome fate again.
A man stands tall among the corpses of frozen monsters.
He wasn’t even in a normal state. As if he had taken medicine, he was giggling nonstop, and dark energy was emanating from the orb in his hand.
Seeing that hideous figure, Agnes broke into a cold sweat as she straightened her sword.
‘Was it all a trap in the first place… ‘
At the western gate, monsters of a particularly threatening type, rather than each individual being strong, such as kobolds and goblins, were flocking endlessly.
Even if they were superhuman knights, they would get tired of dealing with too many enemies.
That’s why Agnes stepped in to relieve the physical burden of his men.
The coldness she manifests may be just a little annoying to strong monsters, but from the point of view of weak monsters, it was like a wave of death that spreads over a wide area.
She roamed the battlefield alone, attracting the attention of monsters as if herding livestock.
When enough are gathered, freeze them all, go somewhere else and repeat.
By the time the number of monsters who died most efficiently through Agnes’ image had reached four digits.
Unbeknownst to her, she was isolated in the middle of the battlefield, separated from her men.
It was because the composition of the battlefield flowed as if the vice-captain was handling the entire western wall without difficulty, and the surplus troops naturally moved to add strength to the other fronts.
However, despite defeating all the surrounding monsters, Agnes could not easily take a step towards another place.
It was because right now, in front of her, a man was holding on, emitting a dangerous energy that was completely different from her lax appearance before.
“Sir Pietro, no… You don’t even need to use an honorific. What have you done?”
“What have you done? You’re bringing ruin to those who dared to ignore this body.”
The former leader of the Black Lion Knights, Pietro de’ Medici.
Agnes knew all too well what kind of person he was. I hate him, but he’s been the boss I’ve been forced into for years.
Even though he was a target for conscription due to the war, he was an insignificant human being who fled to the rear using the power of his family.
After doing such a cowardly thing, it was not enough to remain calm until the war was over, and he almost completely destroyed a knighthood by boasting of excessive corruption and incompetence.
Although he walked a tightrope almost as if he would cross the line every time, he managed to preserve his place until the end by demonstrating his natural cunning along with the protection of his family.
In the end, it seems that it has been corrupted to the point of irreversibility.
“No matter how incompetent he was, I thought he was at least wearing a human mask. I never thought he was a beast.”
— Kiyik, Kiyik!
A black orb in Pietro’s hand. Every time it glowed, monsters screamed and swarmed from afar.
That fact means only one thing.
He was the culprit who brought in an army of monsters enough to wipe out an entire vassal territory.
“Keuhehe… It’s still Angkalji-kun, vice-captain. Well, beautiful roses always have thorns.”
—Churup
Originally, he was repulsive, but when he threw off even the mask of pretense and blatantly revealed his desire, the former boss felt even more repulsive.
Seeing this, Agnes felt goose bumps all over her body.
“That black orb in that hand. What is that? Did you join hands with the devil? Or, were you fooled by the traitor’s bullshit? Either way, you’re a traitor now. Aren’t you afraid of the Emperor’s wrath?”
A cold chill radiated from the intense anger pressed Pietro.
He was just giggling and talking in an exaggerated tone, as if mocking the female knight in front of him.
“Your Majesty! Oh, what a fearful man! But, is he here now? Does his gaze reach this place? If so, I must have already become a corpse. But I’m still alive, right?”
It was as if he didn’t even feel the slightest threat from her.
Pietro, who scanned Agnes’ whole body with horrified eyes filled with desire, continued to speak confidently.
“Why, looking at the length of his tongue, he seems to be gaining strength. Even if others praise our vice-captain as a genius, I know everything. That he is premature ejaculation.”
“Kuh…!”
The expression was really low, but it was as he said.
The radius of the cool air emanating from Agnes was gradually shrinking.
Manifestation system imagery that manipulates the surrounding environment with will. Maintaining it inevitably consumes a huge amount of energy and mana.
Besides, she was the one who almost wiped out the monsters that flocked to the western gate.
I don’t think I’ll have enough energy left to keep the image any longer.
In fact, it is a situation where all power is forcibly squeezed out, so it is difficult to continue the confrontation like this.
It was Pietro who was barely able to handle even an Aura, let alone become a knight commander and have a complete image.
If he lunges at Agnes now, he will be able to subdue her in no time.
The reason I don’t do that though…
“Why don’t you set the blade up like that now? You’ll be wailing in my arms soon anyway. Finally, I’ll be able to massage that awful nipple to my heart’s content.”
“…A vulgar bastard.”
It was because of the low desire stemming from his inferiority complex that he harbored towards Agnes.
Each time Agnes’s coolness grew weaker, Pietro took a step closer to her.
Agnes had already exhausted herself and her legs and body began to tremble.
I could never see that abomination look satisfied, so I stood there, holding on to my image with only my mental strength.
She muttered, chewing and spitting out her hateful gaze at Pietro, who was gradually moving toward her.
“The captain will come soon to condemn you.”
“The captain? Isn’t I the one you should serve?”
“Nonsense. Over the past few years, not once have I sincerely acknowledged a bastard like you as my superior. I only serve one leader.”
Yes.
The reason Agnes has been able to maintain her strong spirit without losing hope is Wolfgang von Schwarz.
It’s because I’m sure that a strong man who doesn’t seem to lose to anyone is definitely defeating his enemies somewhere at this moment.
If she endures just a little longer like this, he will surely come to her rescue.
“You must be afraid of Commander Wolfgang, too. You’ve already been horribly broken once. Aren’t you?”
“…A cheeky bitch.”
When I mentioned the incident that occurred during his inauguration, Pietro’s face, which had always been smirking, suddenly frowned.
But it was only for a short time. Soon, a creepy grin spread across his face again, as if he were intoxicated with something.
“Ah, that crazy bastard? That ignorant big, strong bastard. He can’t come! I sent a very special friend.”
“What…?”
“Ogre. He’s also a guy with a lot of ‘blessings’. He’s not an ordinary guy, and he’ll probably have to go through a hard time. At least he won’t be able to come in a short time. He was originally created to deal with the general manager.”
“…!”
Agnes’ expression slowly began to collapse.
It was because Pietro’s expression was too confident to be considered nonsense.
‘No… ‘
That creepy black aura.
That turned Pietro, who was weaker than her, into a force that unleashed her intimidating force to the point where she couldn’t be ignored in just a few weeks.
What if the ogres, who are already powerful monsters, were even strengthened by that?
Of course, it didn’t look like Wolfgang would lose, but it would take a considerable amount of time to deal with it as he said.
“I’m tired of playing with you now.”
“Get out! If you come any closer, I’ll cut you!”
“Kuheu… Women really don’t know anything. Rebelliousness like that makes a man even more inflamed.”
As Pietro’s filthy body came close to her, Agnes took away the image that had weakened to the point of no longer being meaningful, and instead wielded her aura as much as she could and swung her sword.
— Tup!
It was too easily blocked by Pietro’s bare hands, where the dark aura flowed.
“Muh, what!”
“Sir, why are you being so expensive? You’ve already paid for that bastard, so he’s not even a virgin, right? As soon as I first saw him, he openly talked about it. They didn’t kill him? Let’s go easily and easily, vice-captain.”
Agnes tried her best to rip off the grip of the guy who started talking vulgarly in earnest.
There was no way that the black energy that could withstand even the aura could be pierced with just a little bit of strength.
— Pop!
Just like that, the sword blade that was snatched by him was broken helplessly.
“Take a fingertip. I’ll bite your tongue right away.”
“Ah, don’t worry. You won’t die from biting your tongue.”
“Then I’ll just explode my aura and make my heart burst. I’d rather die than be hugged by you.”
“This… Crazy bitch! Let’s see!”
When only rebellion, which is gradually losing its meaning, continues pitifully.
“Don’t be shy, stay calm…”
— Kwajak!
With a terrifying rupture sound that should never come out of a human body, the head of a fool who had been corrupted by a trivial desire flew into the air, scattering flesh and brains.
