Overgeared

At the center of Bairan.

More than 9,000 people were tied up in a row. It was due to Duke Lucilliv’s words.

"You didn’t leave here, despite Bairan becoming a den of rebels. It’s clearly a crime. Your taxes and labor have filled the rebels’ stomachs. As a result, you’re also against the royal family.”

The Bairan residents were no longer people of Eternal.

Duke Lucilliv judged. “They are not qualified to live on Eternal’s lands. Kill them. All generations will be destroyed and the graves of their ancestors torn down.”

“...!”

The residents of Bairan thought it was unfair. Someone with courage tried to plea for mercy, but they weren’t allowed to open their mouths. The senior magicians used silence magic to forcibly shut the villagers’ mouths.

“Hup...! Oof!”

They couldn’t talk? Desperation filled the eyes of the residents. At the very least, they wanted Duke Lucilliv to spare their children or parents. But Duke Lucilliv gave the command without caring.

“Kill them.”

“Oof! Oof!”

The residents tried to resist. They couldn’t move because they were bound tightly by rope. The soldiers overpowered them and they became the target of the bows.

“This is impossible...”

More than half the 100,000 troops were conscripted soldiers. They trembled with fear as they watched the unbelievable sight in front of them.

“Are they really going to kill all these people?”

“This is nonsense... Why are they guilty? Wasn’t it the country’s incompetence that the land was taken away by rebels in the first place, rather than the people’s fault? Why are they placing the sin on the people?”

"They’re facing death for just being in the presence of rebels! Even the young children who don’t know anything!”

Their commander was someone who didn’t care about the lives of the people. As soon as they realized this fact, the morale of the common soldiers was sharply reduced. They lost confidence in their commander. It was the moment when their mental state was broken down after their physical strength was pushed to the limits from the hard march.

‘From now on, only fear can be used to control them.’

Ars made an unpleasant expression.

‘I guess there will be more deserters tonight.’

The number of people who deserted on the way from Partu to Bairan came close to 6,000. It would soon go over 10,000. Ars stared at Duke Lucilliv’s back.

‘There will be a chance very soon.’

Duke Lucilliv had a small crack that he wasn’t aware of. The command system of the army would eventually break down and cause confusion. Wouldn’t it be ideal if Duke Lucilliv revealed a gap at that time? Based on the result of his observations, Duke Lucilliv placed his own safety as the top priority. He was always protected by 300 guards and 10 senior magicians, so Ars found it hard to find a chance to assassinate him.

‘If not, I need to rush to the front.’

If the situation reached that point, he didn’t mind sacrificing his life for his master. In the first place, his life was saved by Grid. Therefore, he could offer his life for his lord.

‘I will entrust my revenge on the emperor to Piaro.’

The moment a bittersweet smile appeared on Ars’ face.

Paaaat!

A light flashed in the sky and Grid appeared.

“M-My Lord...?”

Private Ars from Partu. His actual identity was Asmophel of Overgeared and now he felt shocked.

‘Why is My Lord here?’

protecting Bairan had already retreated! Then why did his master run to this

'Don't tell me?'

to save

“Unbelievable...”

who faced 100,000 troops alone in order to defend his people. Asmophel’s

to see the

was certainly stupid. The king was an irreplaceable entity, yet he was risking his life to

at the world from the viewpoint of a soldier and his heart was different. He thought Grid looked nice. He wondered how Grid’s kingdom would look. Therefore,

will protect you. I will be the force that carries out My Lord’s

Kkuok!

hands shook as he held a spear. He started to move among the

***

"Eh?”

Bairan with Sticks. The

“Why is no one…?”

flag of Eternal planted on the walls

“...You? Shit.”

as he panicked for a

“Are they dead?”

who took his land! His dead colleagues and soldiers! Grid couldn’t suppress his rage while Sticks, who was tired from continuously using Mass

your soldiers and knights will be so

number of soldiers were like grains of sand in a desert. If Grid lost his temper and

happened to

It wasn’t possible to protect it, so we retreated. Sorry we couldn’t keep it Grid. We’ll be sure to

Brother Grid! Why did you come back so soon? Weren’t you planning

you gave Jishuka is amazing!

“Sigh...”

saw Pon’s answer. He thought it was the worst situation where all the power in

It was a

number of enemies was really countless. Grid hadn’t seen such a large number even on TV. It was hard to imagine

“...?”

when he noticed the Bairan people. They were all sentenced to death, regardless of gender

Flinch.

Grid stopped in place.

him how to make the jaffa arrows. The young people he repaired the walls with after stopping the invasion of the Yatan Church. The girl who gave him fruits and the elderly people who told him stories. Grid saw the people he had

to

someone who valued his bonds. In other words, it was

“Grid?”

a shield spell and made an uneasy expression as he saw

go to

Indeed.

question with how many there are. There

the leader of Overgeared, retreated when meeting the enemies?

the cameras from the broadcasting stations all

‘Watch.’

to let the people assess him. In addition, he was

the alarm

would fight with all his strength until

to secure the escape

Braham whispered to Grid.

move against one million people, let alone 100,000. In other words, if you and I

only thing that could overcome a transcendent existence was someone with similar

look at the situation and

it if

and his

to gauge the

to mind was

check it and then challenge him

Chiiiiing!

The first thing he needed to do was deal with the archers aiming their bows at the