Never touch Eldmia Egar-Episode 357
How thick is that? It's roughly the size of my fist?
In any case, if you wanted to deal with his tower shield in a normal way, it would have been better to bypass it or use magical means. Because that was closer to a moving gate rather than a shield. Based on these facts, when Kakula's ax was evaluated, it could be said to be a true ax with a score of 12 out of 10..
It was strong and sharp enough to split the tower shield in half from the bottom. Even though it cannot surpass the achievements of the Battering Ram, it is a satisfactory result for now..
Instead of trying to remove the ax stuck in the center of the tower shield, which had suddenly become like an unidentifiable object created by an artist, I kicked the ax handle to the side as hard as I could and pulled out my sword..
"Those who are not prepared! Drop your weapons!"
Otherwise, I have to kill them all..
I was a little worried because he was strong enough to run with a shield that size, but fortunately he failed to control the shield, which was as heavy as a two-handed axe. If he had trusted only his shield, it would have ended like that, but even as he lost his center of gravity, he adjusted his stance and held his sword as best as he could..
The sword, which was made with a design similar to a gladius, was almost half as short as my sword, but the stability felt in its posture shows that it has the ability to cover that gap with technology..
Thanks to you, it became clear. Unlike Ethisel, western guys are better at skill fighting than power fighting..
It's not that Ithisel's swordsmanship was originally like that, but after dealing with demons for a long time, there was a strong tendency to focus more on the output of the Auror itself rather than on technique..
No matter how exceptional your technology is, if you can press it a little faster with overwhelming force, it will be pressed without even making a sound. Unless there is a difference in level between an adult and a child, it is not much different from the advantages of being large or tall..
And for the past seven years, Itisel's main enemy has not been humans, but demons with overwhelming power. After watching someone get crushed to death while using a skill, there is bound to be change..
In contrast, the West is a battle between humans. Even if there is a barrier called Okra, in the end, unless you're a crazy person like Kakula, it's just an ordinary level. It would be a natural step to hone your skills to deal with the same people..
Why not practice both? It's an efficiency issue. The difference between a life with clear limitations and which stats you invest in within your talents. People who go beyond that are treated as so-called superhumans..
The gap in swordsmanship shown by Gish and Envelde seems to have come from that place. I didn't know I'd realize it here.
-profit!
I fired a needle at the soldiers who were hiding behind a shield and reloading their crossbows, and I also fired a shot at the knight, but he blocked my sword and narrowly avoided the needle that flew to his temple. He's wearing a proper helmet and it's amazing that he can see all the way up there..
The guy didn't stop there. He widened the distance with several attacks, then glared at me with burning fighting eyes and confidently shouted..
"I am Banalia Pantana, a knight of the McKelline domain.!"
"What should I do?..."
At that moment, I almost came out reflexively without realizing it, but I barely managed to stop myself from answering and nodded my head moderately..
I didn't mean to say that in full..
Due to an unintentional misunderstanding, the hostility towards him suddenly subsided slightly..
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After receiving the telegram that the outer walls had been breached, Count McKellen immediately got up from his seat and climbed the inner walls..
He was informed that he would use magic tools, but what was more important to him was the fact that his family's territory and prestige, which he had protected more preciously than his own life, might be being destroyed..
"Father, I will go out and check for you...."
His son hurriedly followed him and tried to stop him, but Count McKellin silenced him with just a glance. His eyes were so fierce that even a member of the royal family who was following him flinched for a moment..
"I am a lord."
It was a word with many implications, but it also pressured him not to dare include the word 'representative' since he was the one responsible for this whole situation..
A McKellin man must be careful with every word and decision he makes for the sake of his family. There is no good or evil, right or wrong. Justice was the only best option for the prosperity of the family. Count McKellin himself lived like that his whole life, and so did his ancestors..
And now was the moment when I might have to pay the worst price for making the worst decision of my life..
McKellin was more serious than ever because he didn't know what would happen if the only successor moved 'in his place'..
"The reason I allowed you to accompany me was simply to learn at least one more thing. It doesn't mean you can get involved in this, so don't forget that.."
"...All right."
After giving his son a brief lecture, what caught the eye of Count McKellin, who had climbed the castle wall, was the sight of Eldmia, who had just begun to confront the crossbowmen in the square in front of the drawbridge..
I wondered if I had killed so many of the outer castle guards alone, so I turned my gaze and could vaguely see soldiers running in a huff, raising dust clouds from afar. It seemed like quite a few of the troops were safe, but the knight who went to the outer castle under his orders was nowhere to be seen..
The troops will not all be safe either. In the worst case scenario, you could have died..
It was a huge loss considering that only one person had been dealt, and even now the enemy was still avoiding the crossbowmen's fire..
"...Lord Barnes."
2Count McKellin blocked the barrage of fire with an unknown magic tool and suppressed his sob from the tremendous power that split Knight Pantana's pride, the tower shield, in half. Count McKellin said that he was the most skilled knight in the territory. called.
Then the old knight, who had lived as the Earl's closest associate along with the McKellin family's butler, silently took a step forward and looked where the Count was looking. He had more white hair than black hair, but his tall stature and upright posture were unwavering..
"What does it look like to you."
This was also an implicit question, but Knight Barnes did not repeat the question, but instead glanced over what Count McKellin had just seen and answered briefly..
"First of all, it looks like they will enter the inner city before the outer castle troops arrive.."
It took a lot of patience just to slowly close my eyes, which were almost tight. Count McKellin felt as if he would become dizzy when he opened his eyes again, so he asked another question..
"The loss is?"
"It depends on how much mercy he has in his hands.."
"...If you step forward, no. Nope."
Although quiet and loyal, the old knight Barnes was by no means a passive person. If he thought it would be resolved by him stepping forward, he would have tried to get permission to come forward rather than answering questions like this..
It was clear that he was here because he had decided that it was best to stay by his side to protect himself as a lord. And his guess was correct.
"yes. The aura that can be felt is minimal, but in fact, it is useless in front of that movement. It's a shame, but I can never guarantee victory.."
If you were to choose a person in the Kingdom of Caldra who could be read as both old and alive, it was Barnes who would definitely be included. The words he uttered after devoting his entire life to training the knights of McKellin's estate and strengthening his troops were enough to make the earl make a decision..
It wasn't particularly unfair.
He has spent most of his life in a position of power and has done countless things to maintain that position. Count McKellin was a man who did everything solely based on his own judgment, avoiding those who were stronger, persistently finding the weaknesses of those who were similar to him, and clearly crushing those who were weaker..
That was the life of a western nobleman. Then, there are good times and bad times..
It's only now that the worst luck has applied to me. Just like those he trampled on and made into the cornerstone of his family..
There were two options left to him..
Aim for an uncertain victory at the cost of serious damage, or defeat all your troops and join Eldmia directly to save your family instead of accepting death..
In the former case, it is obvious that even if you win, there will be a big loss to the territory's main troops. As it is a duel, he will be recognized as innocent for the attempted assassination of Eldmia Egar, but he will have to pay a huge amount of compensation and be imprisoned for his involvement in various illegal businesses that are popular in the kingdom. If the royal family finds out that they are without troops and funds, the surrounding powers will never leave them alone..
But if you choose the latter, the story is different. No additional damage occurred, and since the nobleman was guilty of the death, the kingdom did not collect excessive compensation. At best, the connection related to the slave business that Eldmia found and sent from the ear hunter is cut off..
Additionally, you just die. That's all.
Count McKellin opened his closed eyes and said. It was an easy decision.
"Bite all soldiers. I will negotiate with Eldmia directly.."
Everything for the prosperity of the family.
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