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?’

the troops protecting Bairan had already retreated! Then why did his master

'Don't tell me?'

lord came to save the

“Unbelievable...”

faced 100,000 troops alone in order to defend his people. Asmophel’s chest was hot as he looked up at

like to see the kingdom

thought about the people, rather than his own life. It was certainly stupid. The king was an irreplaceable entity, yet he was risking his life to protect the people?

the world from the viewpoint of a soldier and his heart was different. He thought Grid

force that carries out My Lord’s

Kkuok!

he held a spear. He started to move among the 100,000 troops as a bombardment was launched at

***

"Eh?”

when he arrived in Bairan with Sticks. The familiar faces weren’t there anymore

“Why is no one…?”

planted on the walls and

“...You? Shit.”

darkened as he panicked for a

“Are they dead?”

rage while Sticks, who was tired from continuously

calm down. Do you think your

of soldiers were like grains of sand in a desert. If Grid lost his temper and acted emotionally, it was inevitable that he would die. Grid barely regained his coolness at Sticks

to

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

you come back so soon? Weren’t you planning to stay on the East Continent

Jishuka is amazing!

“Sigh...”

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

It was

large number even on TV. It was hard to

“...?”

death, regardless of gender

Flinch.

Grid stopped in place.

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 built ties with

going to

was someone who valued his bonds. In other words, it was unacceptable that Eternal tried

“Grid?”

a shield spell and made an

go to

Indeed.

a large army alone? It’s out of the question with how many there are. There were 100,000 enemies. I know your strength, but it’s suicide

the leader of Overgeared, retreated when

from the broadcasting stations all over

‘Watch.’

had grown steadily since the 2nd National Competition. Was he closer to the position of the best now? It was a good opportunity to let the people assess him. In addition, he was curious himself. He wondered if he could play

the alarm of Magic Missiles

with all his strength until

to secure the escape of the

Braham whispered to Grid.

the concept of numbers is meaningless. A legend isn’t afraid to move against one million people, let alone 100,000. In other words, if you and I

transcendent existence was someone with similar strength. There were only

look at the situation and call you if

it if

Braham’s answer and his

to gauge the gap between

came to mind was

check it and then

Chiiiiing!

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