The psychological pressure was something the perpetrators could not bear. It was a war without any cause, justification, or hatred for the emperor's army.
Those who took part in a fight where they simply chose to win or lose like children, couldn't have an unbreakable will or a burning fighting spirit.
All the ordinary knights and mages on the battlefield completely lost their fighting spirit. It happened within thirty minutes after Jin appeared.
When Jin started to move again, the ordinary knights and mages who were just standing far away from Jin, who were blocking his way, avoided him by splitting left and right.
Whether you fight or run away, it's hell.
Not a single one of the ordinary knights chose the former. Those whose legs were not stiff ran frantically out of the battlefield, and those who did not ran away, were crying and crawling.
As promised, Jin did not catch the fleeing enemies. But the enemy commanders couldn't do that.
“These madmen……! Fight, those who flee will die by my hand!”
“Do you think you can handle the crime of violating the imperial order? Rather die in a fight, and you can prevent your blood relatives from dying and your clan from being destroyed!”
Despite the vicious orders of the emperor's commanders, the ordinary knights did not stop fleeing. It has already been decided which of the two is more frightening, the Emperor or Jin Runcandel.
In the end, the commanders began to directly cut down the fleeing knights and mages. However, even after the scene continued, the ordinary knights did not stop leaving the battlefield.
When the situation reached that point, the commanders had no choice but to fall into a panic. The knight of Runcandel, which cannot be handled with even if united, is approaching, but the battle lines have already dispersed to the extent that they cannot be called ragtags.
All that was left was the main knights, Hensirk, and Lilista Magic squad.
But all they could do was prepare for death. Most of the dragon lances, which were the greatest power, were destroyed or taken away, and Jin was not tired at all even after fiercely firing decisive killing moves, and was pressuring them with his bloodlust. He could not even receive support from the front and side battlefields.
On the front, Dante was still holding on, and on both sides, the Proch Sibling, Kashmir, Alisa, Yulian, Kuzan, and Gilly were stirring the battlefield.
The imperial troops in the rear were attempting to take the refugees of sword emperor castle as hostages. It may back fire in the future, but they thought it could shake the war situation.
But even that was going to be a failure because of Jin's comrades.
“Mesa, Scott! You two and your crew should prioritize the protection of refugees. Bellop, you catch the enemy commander with me!”
Luton Ferman, the former enforcement knight of Runcandel, and the youngest division.
They too were involved in this war. They had received hellish training from Luton, and also they are guardian knights of Runcandel in the first place. The knights in the rear of the imperial army were no match for them.
Like that, Jin and his comrades were all smashing the battlefield while shouting.
“For the Lord!”
“For the Lord and Hairan!”
“Rescue our allies, take care of the wounded!”
Since the regular knight-level enemies were running away, the shouts grew louder than the screams.
Everyone knew that the war would not end in victory so easily. However, the knights of sword emperor castle now had hope that they could get out of despair and head for victory.
“The dragon lances are gathering at Lady Amela! It’s currently eight, it keeps increasing!”
“She didn’t die in the Gaifa Islands, did she become a subordinate of the 12th flagbearer…!”
In large-scale warfare, Amela’s abilities shine especially brightly. She continued to gather dragon lances using her own murky aura and the power of Valkas.
[T/L:- Here murky aura represents the energy of chaos. So in future when murky aura is mentioned than it is related to chaos.]
At the same time she was remodeling them at a rapid rate. Dozens of hands made with murky aura were moving busily, and removing broken lances, parts of other cannons, and items prepared in advance and attaching them to the stolen lances.
“Howitzer cannon complete! Lord, we're almost ready! If you give the order, forward artillery support begins!”
Jin nodded his head, and Amela saluted as she raised her hand out of her bush suit.
“The order has been received, please look forward to Amela's exciting artillery support!”
The dragon lances raised their cannon barrels in unison, following Amela's hand.
"Fire!"
Aaaah-!
Eight dragon lances were fired diagonally toward the sky at the same time. The shells seemed to go beyond the castle, far in the front, to the place where the emperor is.
Despite having no sight at all, Amela fired without hesitation. She measured the distance at which her allies will not be harmed alone with vibrations of battlefield.
It was no lie when Valkas assessed that no one could match Amela when it came to war.
Dante caught his breath and looked at the cannons falling like meteors over the emperor's army in the distance.
It was seen that the cannons were blocked. The best of Hensirk and Lilista Magic squad were spreading a protective shield. However, the dragon lance was originally the empire's strongest weapon of war.
It wasn't something mages could block so easily. Especially if not one but eight cannons were shooting at the same time.
The mana of the Emperor's magic squad was amplified to the point where even the knight could feel it, and ordinary knights could see it with their own eyes. As far as Dante knew, the Empire did not possess that level of technology. It is hardly known in the academic world or in the history books that such a scale of mana amplification is possible.
Zipfel.
It was something only they could do. Dante didn’t hear Alton's warnings, but he could be sure that Emperor had made some sort of deal with Zipfel.
'Because of white stone...…!’
The white stone, that object had been dyeing Dante's inside black since before the war began.
And as the cup called war spilled, the hatred and anger that began with the white stone grew faster and faster.
It wasn't that Amela's dragon lance was failing to inflict any damage on the emperor's army. The elite members of the Magic squad only protected the emperor and other important personnel, but did not protect the lives of the ordinary knights.
Dante straightened his sword again.
Dante who felt no emotion at the deaths of the imperial army's ordinary knights and mages exploding in front of his eyes, rather suddenly became afraid of himself being surrounded by a pleasant feeling of death.
The war was only just beginning.
“Get out of the way, I will kill the emperor.”
The Imperial Guard and ordinary knights were scattered by Dante's sword. After a while, a large man appeared between them.
“…… Sir Dante.”
The leader of the Dragon King Knights, the Imperial Sword.
Jonsina Perral blocked Dante. His blue armor shimmered even in the dark unlike Dante, who was covered in blood and looked like a vicious goblin.
Jonsina's heroic stories and various stories have planted dreams in countless knights around the world. Although his individual strength did not receive relatively much attention due to being overshadowed by Ron, but Jonsina is a role model for knights.
Dante also admired him very much. That's why he laughed out loud.
“Ever since Kevin Perral came along… I expected Sir to be in the Imperial Army too. But when I saw Sir standing in my way, I couldn't help but feel disgusted.”
Spit, Dante spat blood.
Jonsina raised his aura instead of answering. The ground around him shook, and small piles of stones scattered and floated up.
“Did you actually harbor a long-standing inferiority complex towards my grandfather? Or did you want to see Perral become a pillar of the Empire instead of Hairan?”
Dante voice trembled with the sense of betrayal. It was because he was sure that even if the entire Dragon King Knights thoughtlessly followed the emperor's orders, Jonsina would not forget his honor.
The moment Dante tries to be sarcastic once more. The figure of Jonsina disappeared from his sight. When he hurriedly looked at him, Jonsina's greatsword was already falling onto his shoulder.
Swoosh, crack-!
Dante’s shoulder dislocated as soon as he blocked the blow. Dante, who was pushed out, fell to the ground and rolled, and Jonsina's sword aura spilled over him.
Dante quickly fixed his shoulder bone and stood up and cut off his sword. His two wobbly legs seemed to lose their balance at any moment.
It is the sword of the imperial sword. Dante couldn't easily take it with his body on the verge of breaking.
“Stop it.”
“Either this guy or that guy is just telling me to stop when you guys stabbed sword emperor castle first. Aren’t you ashamed, you hypocrite!”
Dante rushed at him screaming, but Dante's sword could not pierce Jonsina's greatsword. Every time they exchanged a sword, Dante vomited blood as his bones and organs were shaken, and Jonsina couldn't even lose his breath.
It was like an iron wall. Jonsina showed a distinctly different realm from the knights he had cut so far.
“Please.”
“Ha, please?”
"I don't want to see you die."
“You speak as if you are looking after me, Commander of the Dragon King Knights……I must be looking ridiculous because I’m exhausted and coughing up blood....”
Dante's body was stained with an aura. It was a sign that another secret technique of the Sword emperor was about to unfold. And Jonsina knew what’s the price for that sword.
It was life.
“Are you just going to die with me? How long are you going to be stubborn, Dante Hairan! You'd rather plan for the future!”
You are now the lord of sword emperor castle!
Jonsina shouted with his eyes wide open.
"If you die, Hairan can't stand up again. Why do you keep throwing yourself into the darkness one inch ahead? Do you think this is what Sir Ron wants!"
“How dare you call my grandfather’s name from your filthy mouth……!”
[Meow-!]
At that moment, as soon as the rear battlefield was cleared, Shuri, the ruby cat that ran without rest, threw herself between Dante and Jonsina.
Jin was riding on Shuri's back. Dante recognized that Jin had come since the first time the blue sword lighted up the night sky, but he hadn't expected that Jin would come to him after clearing rear so quickly.
Also, Dante didn’t even think that Jin would join him on front line. That's how much the inside was bogged down. So many Hairan’s knights died. It was impossible to try to survive even a little by yourself.
“Dante.”
Jin was saying this as if he knew Dante’s thought.
“If I was only going to save you, I wouldn’t have come to help. I came to save both you and sword emperor castle. So now, don't fight like this is the end. Don't forget that there must be a next time.”
The psychological pressure was something the perpetrators could not bear. It was a war without any cause, justification, or hatred for the emperor's army.
Those who took part in a fight where they simply chose to win or lose like children, couldn't have an unbreakable will or a burning fighting spirit.
All the ordinary knights and mages on the battlefield completely lost their fighting spirit. It happened within thirty minutes after Jin appeared.
When Jin started to move again, the ordinary knights and mages who were just standing far away from Jin, who were blocking his way, avoided him by splitting left and right.
Whether you fight or run away, it's hell.
Not a single one of the ordinary knights chose the former. Those whose legs were not stiff ran frantically out of the battlefield, and those who did not ran away, were crying and crawling.
As promised, Jin did not catch the fleeing enemies. But the enemy commanders couldn't do that.
“These madmen……! Fight, those who flee will die by my hand!”
“Do you think you can handle the crime of violating the imperial order? Rather die in a fight, and you can prevent your blood relatives from dying and your clan from being destroyed!”
Despite the vicious orders of the emperor's commanders, the ordinary knights did not stop fleeing. It has already been decided which of the two is more frightening, the Emperor or Jin Runcandel.
In the end, the commanders began to directly cut down the fleeing knights and mages. However, even after the scene continued, the ordinary knights did not stop leaving the battlefield.
When the situation reached that point, the commanders had no choice but to fall into a panic. The knight of Runcandel, which cannot be handled with even if united, is approaching, but the battle lines have already dispersed to the extent that they cannot be called ragtags.
All that was left was the main knights, Hensirk, and Lilista Magic squad.
But all they could do was prepare for death. Most of the dragon lances, which were the greatest power, were destroyed or taken away, and Jin was not tired at all even after fiercely firing decisive killing moves, and was pressuring them with his bloodlust. He could not even receive support from the front and side battlefields.
On the front, Dante was still holding on, and on both sides, the Proch Sibling, Kashmir, Alisa, Yulian, Kuzan, and Gilly were stirring the battlefield.
The imperial troops in the rear were attempting to take the refugees of sword emperor castle as hostages. It may back fire in the future, but they thought it could shake the war situation.
But even that was going to be a failure because of Jin's comrades.
“Mesa, Scott! You two and your crew should prioritize the protection of refugees. Bellop, you catch the enemy commander with me!”
Luton Ferman, the former enforcement knight of Runcandel, and the youngest division.
They too were involved in this war. They had received hellish training from Luton, and also they are guardian knights of Runcandel in the first place. The knights in the rear of the imperial army were no match for them.
Like that, Jin and his comrades were all smashing the battlefield while shouting.
“For the Lord!”
“For the Lord and Hairan!”
“Rescue our allies, take care of the wounded!”
Since the regular knight-level enemies were running away, the shouts grew louder than the screams.
Everyone knew that the war would not end in victory so easily. However, the knights of sword emperor castle now had hope that they could get out of despair and head for victory.
“The dragon lances are gathering at Lady Amela! It’s currently eight, it keeps increasing!”
“She didn’t die in the Gaifa Islands, did she become a subordinate of the 12th flagbearer…!”
In large-scale warfare, Amela’s abilities shine especially brightly. She continued to gather dragon lances using her own murky aura and the power of Valkas.
[T/L:- Here murky aura represents the energy of chaos. So in future when murky aura is mentioned than it is related to chaos.]
At the same time she was remodeling them at a rapid rate. Dozens of hands made with murky aura were moving busily, and removing broken lances, parts of other cannons, and items prepared in advance and attaching them to the stolen lances.
“Howitzer cannon complete! Lord, we're almost ready! If you give the order, forward artillery support begins!”
Jin nodded his head, and Amela saluted as she raised her hand out of her bush suit.
“The order has been received, please look forward to Amela's exciting artillery support!”
The dragon lances raised their cannon barrels in unison, following Amela's hand.
"Fire!"
Aaaah-!
Eight dragon lances were fired diagonally toward the sky at the same time. The shells seemed to go beyond the castle, far in the front, to the place where the emperor is.
Despite having no sight at all, Amela fired without hesitation. She measured the distance at which her allies will not be harmed alone with vibrations of battlefield.
It was no lie when Valkas assessed that no one could match Amela when it came to war.
Dante caught his breath and looked at the cannons falling like meteors over the emperor's army in the distance.
It was seen that the cannons were blocked. The best of Hensirk and Lilista Magic squad were spreading a protective shield. However, the dragon lance was originally the empire's strongest weapon of war.
It wasn't something mages could block so easily. Especially if not one but eight cannons were shooting at the same time.
The mana of the Emperor's magic squad was amplified to the point where even the knight could feel it, and ordinary knights could see it with their own eyes. As far as Dante knew, the Empire did not possess that level of technology. It is hardly known in the academic world or in the history books that such a scale of mana amplification is possible.
Zipfel.
It was something only they could do. Dante didn’t hear Alton's warnings, but he could be sure that Emperor had made some sort of deal with Zipfel.
'Because of white stone...…!’
The white stone, that object had been dyeing Dante's inside black since before the war began.
And as the cup called war spilled, the hatred and anger that began with the white stone grew faster and faster.
It wasn't that Amela's dragon lance was failing to inflict any damage on the emperor's army. The elite members of the Magic squad only protected the emperor and other important personnel, but did not protect the lives of the ordinary knights.
Dante straightened his sword again.
Dante who felt no emotion at the deaths of the imperial army's ordinary knights and mages exploding in front of his eyes, rather suddenly became afraid of himself being surrounded by a pleasant feeling of death.
The war was only just beginning.
“Get out of the way, I will kill the emperor.”
The Imperial Guard and ordinary knights were scattered by Dante's sword. After a while, a large man appeared between them.
“…… Sir Dante.”
The leader of the Dragon King Knights, the Imperial Sword.
Jonsina Perral blocked Dante. His blue armor shimmered even in the dark unlike Dante, who was covered in blood and looked like a vicious goblin.
Jonsina's heroic stories and various stories have planted dreams in countless knights around the world. Although his individual strength did not receive relatively much attention due to being overshadowed by Ron, but Jonsina is a role model for knights.
Dante also admired him very much. That's why he laughed out loud.
“Ever since Kevin Perral came along… I expected Sir to be in the Imperial Army too. But when I saw Sir standing in my way, I couldn't help but feel disgusted.”
Spit, Dante spat blood.
Jonsina raised his aura instead of answering. The ground around him shook, and small piles of stones scattered and floated up.
“Did you actually harbor a long-standing inferiority complex towards my grandfather? Or did you want to see Perral become a pillar of the Empire instead of Hairan?”
Dante voice trembled with the sense of betrayal. It was because he was sure that even if the entire Dragon King Knights thoughtlessly followed the emperor's orders, Jonsina would not forget his honor.
The moment Dante tries to be sarcastic once more. The figure of Jonsina disappeared from his sight. When he hurriedly looked at him, Jonsina's greatsword was already falling onto his shoulder.
Swoosh, crack-!
Dante’s shoulder dislocated as soon as he blocked the blow. Dante, who was pushed out, fell to the ground and rolled, and Jonsina's sword aura spilled over him.
Dante quickly fixed his shoulder bone and stood up and cut off his sword. His two wobbly legs seemed to lose their balance at any moment.
It is the sword of the imperial sword. Dante couldn't easily take it with his body on the verge of breaking.
“Stop it.”
“Either this guy or that guy is just telling me to stop when you guys stabbed sword emperor castle first. Aren’t you ashamed, you hypocrite!”
Dante rushed at him screaming, but Dante's sword could not pierce Jonsina's greatsword. Every time they exchanged a sword, Dante vomited blood as his bones and organs were shaken, and Jonsina couldn't even lose his breath.
It was like an iron wall. Jonsina showed a distinctly different realm from the knights he had cut so far.
“Please.”
“Ha, please?”
"I don't want to see you die."
“You speak as if you are looking after me, Commander of the Dragon King Knights……I must be looking ridiculous because I’m exhausted and coughing up blood....”
Dante's body was stained with an aura. It was a sign that another secret technique of the Sword emperor was about to unfold. And Jonsina knew what’s the price for that sword.
It was life.
“Are you just going to die with me? How long are you going to be stubborn, Dante Hairan! You'd rather plan for the future!”
You are now the lord of sword emperor castle!
Jonsina shouted with his eyes wide open.
"If you die, Hairan can't stand up again. Why do you keep throwing yourself into the darkness one inch ahead? Do you think this is what Sir Ron wants!"
“How dare you call my grandfather’s name from your filthy mouth……!”
[Meow-!]
At that moment, as soon as the rear battlefield was cleared, Shuri, the ruby cat that ran without rest, threw herself between Dante and Jonsina.
Jin was riding on Shuri's back. Dante recognized that Jin had come since the first time the blue sword lighted up the night sky, but he hadn't expected that Jin would come to him after clearing rear so quickly.
Also, Dante didn’t even think that Jin would join him on front line. That's how much the inside was bogged down. So many Hairan’s knights died. It was impossible to try to survive even a little by yourself.
“Dante.”
Jin was saying this as if he knew Dante’s thought.
“If I was only going to save you, I wouldn’t have come to help. I came to save both you and sword emperor castle. So now, don't fight like this is the end. Don't forget that there must be a next time.”
