67. Your War, My War (3)

In the midst of the flames, the Behemoth gazes forward. The border of the no-man’s land was like a hell that had descended into the present world. It was incomparable to the scenery seen over the cliff at the end.

The stone burns and melts. The ground was liquefied by the seething heat, spewing sparks into the air. All the trees had been burned and turned into ashes and had long since disappeared, and of course, no traces of living things could be found. The purple dome collapsed with an explosion. Black smoke was rising into the sky.

The ground was muddy. Behemoth thought it was difficult to take a step. The molten ground gripped its ankles with every step it took. The explosion also inflicted considerable damage on the Behemoth. The heat penetrated through the stone-like hard skin of the Behemoth and tore through both the outside and the inside.

It was by no means a small wound. Perhaps the main body’s fighting power was considerably weakened. Fifteen years ago, the wounds from the battle with humans came back to life and tormented the Behemoth.

A lot of monsters died. There were no survivors. Everything melted in one explosion, along with the stone that was supposed to melt under my feet. Only the monsters that would climb the cliff belatedly remained.

Behemoth let out a low breath.

Too many monsters to entrust with troublesome tasks have died. It was definitely an amount that could wipe out humans, but now that most of them are dead, I couldn’t be sure.

Go back and promise the future, Behemoth’s instinct tells Behemoth. However, Behemoth did not accept the warning of instinct and rejected it. The arrogance and anger that captured the Behemoth’s head became the driving force that allowed it to ignore even the instincts of creatures and move forward.

Dare, dare, like a human.

Even if they heard their own roar, they defeated all the troops and ran away and hid behind the wall.

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No more waiting. Over the past years, the Behemoth has waited long enough.

Deuk.

Behemoth stepped up. One day this ground will be solid. And you have to advance. It was unexpected that he was caught by his ankle here, but he could just kill it while moving forward. Behemoth put down the raised foot. The ground sank and pulled the Behemoth’s ankles even more. As if trying to drag it down to the ground.

Is the land of man trying to protect people until the end?

If the Behemoth had a human-like nose, it would have snorted. Then, ignoring the ground that grabbed his feet and led him, he advanced forward. The muddy ground had no effect on the Behemoth. It was as if the ground lifted and sank with the movements of the Behemoth.

Dung, Dung.

As if the drums of war were beating, the Behemoth’s steps remained constant. It was so majestic that it was hard to believe that only one individual was walking. Having reached the edge of the melted city, the Behemoth looked up at the sky.

After the sun had set, the twilight sky was purple. Behemoth roared long towards the sky. The ground the Behemoth stepped on cracked and the clouds in the sky trembled. At the cry of the king of all monsters, the monsters obey and rush. They gathered around the Behemoth, building bridges with their corpses on the melted ground.

go ahead

The monsters groaned and sympathized with Behemoth’s anger. Her hair rose straight up, her eyes were red, and sticky saliva dripped from her mouth.

The moment the Behemoth took a step forward, the monsters started running. Even though tens of thousands of monsters were lost, there were still tens of thousands left. The monster quickly dyed the single road black. Their advance was directed precisely at Murat.

kill humans

The order imprinted in the heads of the monsters moved the bodies of the monsters most actively on the day of execution.

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3000 soldiers, 200 knights, 10 wizards.

It’s not just a defensive battle, it’s a defensive battle in the valley between the mountains blocking the road. It was fortunate that the terrain helped. The fort does not exist, but on the battlefield where only manahan barricades and trenches exist, almost no sound other than the rattling sound of weapons is heard.

How long have you been waiting Even when the merciless sunlight pouring down on their helmets and the heat of the ground heated by the sunlight faded, the soldiers held their breath and looked only ahead.

Paola had her favorite mace on her lap. A long spear was tucked between his armpits, and a sword that was the right size to hold and wield with one hand hung from his waist. He was summoning his old self, who slaughtered enemies on the battlefield regardless of weapon.

“There are quite a few weapons.”

Paola turned to where the voice came from. It was Christine. Paola shrugged.

“This is not my original way of fighting, Vice-captain. Since he was a soldier, he was in no position to hide his weapon.”

Paola set the spear she was wearing under her armpit onto the floor. It was a well-finished spear with a red handle. Next is Mace. There was still blood sticking to it. Next is the sword at the waist. Christine tilted her head as she watched Paola lift each weapon.

“Isn’t it inconvenient to have a lot of weapons?”

“I only know how to fight like this. The bravery of being able to slice through a hundred enemies just for giving me one sword, like our captain, is a story from a country far away from me.”

Paola said with self-help.

“I get anxious when my hands are empty. After all, he is a knight who has no choice but to hide behind the number of weapons.”

For someone who said that, his hand movements with weapons were unusual.

“Isn’t it okay to say that there are many weapons you can handle?”

When Christine asked, Paola shook her head.

“If it’s a battlefield where people’s blood and flesh splatter, that’s an advantage. It’s because you can take away the weapon you can see and use it.”

Paola turned her eyes toward the horizon, the end of the road where the monsters were advancing. Clouds hanging over the horizon were ominously dark. It was a dark cloud that I hadn’t seen often since I was staying in a no-man’s land in the summer.

“Monsters don’t have weapons that can be stolen. You just have to start with lots of weapons from the beginning. It should be said that it is the sorrow of a person who does not have a weapon that can make any of them exceptionally different.”

Paola poked the ground with her mace and frowned. He didn’t seem to like the taste.

“Damn it. I should have changed it.”

Paola sighed and looked up at Christine again.

“Come to think of it, I can’t see Maxim. Do you know where he is?”

Christine’s expression darkened.

“…What’s going on?”

Paola asked. Christine shook her head.

“After discussions between the captain and the vice-captain, I decided that it would not be of any use to our forces and sent it back.”

Paola stopped stabbing her hand into the ground.

“Is there any special reason?”

“I was not feeling well. I decided that it could be a stumbling block.”

At Christine’s answer, Paola tilted her head in an odd way.

“You’ve heard me well, that Maxim went around quietly. They didn’t even listen when I was talking.”

Christine just nodded without giving a clear answer. Paola looked at her suspiciously.

Christine thought that Paola would be furious afterward, but unexpectedly he cleared his mind and nodded calmly.

“Good job.”

“…are you not angry?”

At Christine’s question, Paola smiled and asked why she had to be angry.

“That bastard, we act together according to the vice-captain’s instructions, but I was a little uneasy. I fought really well to fight well, but it was as if I was forcing my sick body into battle. Regardless of whether or not I was actually feeling well, I couldn’t fight because I was nervous.”

Guys who don’t want to die.

Paola recalled the story she had told Maxim. Paola pondered for a moment whether she should tell the same story to Christine, to this young lady who thought so much of Maxime. Christine seemed to be trying hard to pretend to be strong.

“It is fortunate that Maxim did not die in this battle.”

Paola said so.

“I don’t know what happened to Maxim, but among the guys with the same expression as Maxim, there are a lot of guys I sent away first.”

Christine’s expression softened. Paola didn’t carelessly try to comfort that expression. It was an emotion needed in the upcoming battle.

“So, vice-captain. I will not worry about Maxim now. We must focus only on the battle to come.”

Christine lifted her head and made a different expression.

“Yes, it’s right to worry about other people who will fight monsters rather than seniors.”

“Exactly.”

Paola nodded.

“We were in charge of the battle, not Maxim.”

Christine smiled faintly for the first time since sending Maxim off.

Deng.

The bell rang. Christine and Paola raised their heads at the same time. The bell, which had only been heard once, rang again after a brief interval.

Deng, Deng, Deng, Deng.

Confusion accelerated. The soldiers started running. The sound of the bell hitting the enemy was the same here. Murat’s soldiers, who were probably more than half of them experiencing actual combat for the first time, held their weapons with a quick attitude even though they showed a lot of nervousness.

“When this is over, I will have to go on vacation for a month.”

Paola saw a horde of monsters approaching.

“I can’t have it for a month.”

Christine answered Paola’s murmur.

thud.

And then, a presence boasting a mountain-like presence appeared behind the monster. Its black obsidian-like skin was scorched more than half, giving it the appearance of burning bright red.

The Behemoth stopped advancing. As it stopped its footsteps, the running monsters also stopped in place.

Its eyes were invisible. But all those preparing for battle could see that it was staring at them arrogantly.

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No one gave an order, but all those who stood guard over Murat raised their spears and knives.

“For the kingdom.”

In a thin voice, someone muttered. The one who spat out such romantic words was a female knight in Murat who had never experienced combat. The knights and soldiers of No Man’s Land looked at Murat’s knight who had said such a thing with narrowed eyes.

“The kingdom is an asshole. You have to live once. You will think that someone is fighting for the kingdom.”

“Well, if you fight with those monsters for just 10 minutes, you won’t be able to say that.”

“We were all full of romance like that when we first fought.”

Perhaps realizing that he had muttered too loudly, Murat’s knight snapped his visor down.

“Well, good. For the kingdom.”

Paola said to the knights in the no-man’s-land. The knights looked at Paola in bewilderment.

“I didn’t think he would say something like that…”

“Then what are we fighting for?”

Paola deftly attacked the knights, holding a spear in her left hand and a mace in her right.

“…how about revenge?”

One article said so. The expression of the no-man’s-land knights changed. Upon hearing the word revenge, the momentum of the knights and soldiers took shape. The city disappeared after becoming a sea of fire with the broken walls and monsters. And, the necks, legs, and arms of the comrades that those monsters cut off.

“revenge…”

Paola responded by raising the mace in her right hand.

“It’s better for the kingdom, that one.”

The other knights and soldiers joined in one by one.

“Revenge is good.”

“Yeah, my house was also destroyed by those bastards.”

The knights memorized their own slogans.

“For revenge.”

“To avenge the no-man’s land.”

An aura rises from the swords of the knights. A colorful aura wrapped around the swords of the knights, and a mist of light emanated from the aura.

The monsters that felt the energy of the aura burst into tears as if in a fit. He scratched the ground, drooled and glared at humans. It seemed that a single Behemoth was holding on to the monsters that were ready to run at any moment.

The Behemoth opened its mouth wide. The black and deep pupils are revealed beyond them.

At the same time as the horn of the declaration of war blew from beyond the pupil, the monsters were released from their shackles and smashed into Murat with the force of a fury.