Rattling.

    The soldiers’ bodies trembled.

    Their eyes became dizzy as if they were staring into the distance.

    Tuk.

    The old man shook the soldier’s body, which was becoming immersed in fear, with force.

    “Come to your senses. Otherwise you will die.”

    The soldier woke up from fear at the sound of a voice.

    “Father…”

    The old man called father pulled the soldier’s body back and came close to the castle wall.

    “Stay behind me. It’s dangerous.”

    Before we knew it, old people were occupying their seats in front of the castle wall.

    Their bodies were also trembling, but their eyes held a mysterious force.

    ” As the undead approach, the fear will become more intense. If you can’t come to your senses, bite your lip.”

    “…Yes?”

    “Pain will relieve fear, even if only for a moment.”

    The soldiers’ terrified eyes turned to the backs of the old men standing in front of them.

    bent waist.

    Shoulders that have become smaller due to age.

    But it never seemed small.

    My father’s back that I saw as a child.

    Their backs were the same as before.

    “The arrow must be set on fire soon. Please prepare.”

    “…Can fire communicate with undead?”

    The old man shook his head helplessly.

    “To brighten the battlefield.”

    As the undead approached, the soldiers’ trembling became more severe.

    Lots of skeletons.

    The energy of death they gave off was too strong for an ordinary person to withstand.

    Rattling.

    “Are you afraid?”

    “…”

    The soldier’s eyes filled with fear again.

    The fear of death came over my whole body.

    Sigh –

    The old man gently stroked the soldier’s back.

    “If you are afraid, just look at your father’s back.”

    A short word.

    That one word and the small back obscured the undead from the soldier’s view.

    At that moment, huge flames crossed the darkness from the center of the castle wall.

    Quang –

    Flash –

    The bodies of the skeletons hiding in the dark broke apart and the surroundings became bright.

    The flame blazed, illuminating countless undead.

    The soldiers’ bodies became stiff as they saw this sight for the first time in their lives.

    How do you win against so many undead?

    “Load the arrows!”

    A huge voice echoed throughout the castle walls.

    Chuck –

    The old men’s arms pulled the flaming arrows.

    “Shoot!”

    With the command, flaming arrows flew and the battlefield began to brighten.

    It was a terrible sight filled with undead.

    “Huh…!”

    “Lord…I’m going to die…!”

    “Monster…!”

    “You guys! Come to your senses!”

    The soldiers’ bodies shook in the old man’s hands.

    Some people got slapped, and some old people slashed their children with small daggers.

    “Now we have to fight!”

    “Quickly raise the window!”

    Is it even possible to fight like this?

    The faces of the old people darkened at the expected sight.

    They stood close to the castle wall, holding their spears with stern faces.

    Strong-willed young soldiers also followed their lead.

    “Oh…it’s coming…! Ready for battle!”

    That wasn’t the only place where tensions rose.

    The center of the castle wall.

    Paramon and Clocel were looking down.

    “Ramon, the number of wizards is small. You need to save your mana. We have to prepare for other undead.”

    I don’t know how long the battle will last.

    Clocel looked at Paramon with a stern face.

    “I know. It’s only natural that this isn’t everything. Rather…Have there been any contacts from the Holy Knights yet?”

    “Nothing.”

    Paramon and Clocel’s faces were distorted.

    He clearly said he would join after completing a brief investigation.

    But why hasn’t there been any contact yet?

    Closel said with a sigh.

    “It might not come. Haven’t you seen their attitude?”

    “….”

    “It won’t be of much help if you’re preparing for Specter and Banshee.”

    “It’s something that can’t be helped.”

    Paramon returned his thoughts and began to pay attention to the gate.

    Although the wizards had hastily reinforced it, it looked very weak.

    It wasn’t surprising when it collapsed.

    If the gate is breached, it means losing the battle.

    “Knights, help soldiers. Keep in mind. We must protect and fight.”

    “Paramon…?”

    The knights’ eyes widened.

    It wasn’t because of an order.

    This is because Paramon, wearing only thin clothes, was walking forward.

    “There is no need to shoot the arrow. It will pass between the bones.”

    Paramon opened his mouth and made another request.

    “There is no need to worry about the arrows of the undead. If the Necromancer is not nearby, you will not be able to shoot the bow.”

    The steps gradually became faster.

    “The glottis is weak.”

    After saying his last words, Paramon stepped onto the castle wall and jumped up.

    A body soaring into the air.

    Paramon fell to the ground and made a loud sound.

    Kuung –

    How many people can survive by jumping off a castle wall with a human body?

    However, this did not apply to Paramon.

    The sudden action caught the attention of everyone on the castle wall.

    Grumbling –

    The sword was pulled out with a horrifying sound.

    Seo Geo-eok –

    When was it wielded?

    The blue auror blade cut off the heads of the skeletons approaching the castle gate.

    Suddenly –

    Seo Geo-eok –

    Every time the sword moved, the head separated and fell to the floor.

    Paramon’s movements were unstoppable.

    His sword skills, moving through skeletons and cutting off heads like a ghost, were so fast that they were invisible to the naked eye.

    Only the blue aura flashes.

    ***

    Skeletons crawled along the castle walls.

    Light weight and strong strength.

    The height of the walls was not a problem for the tireless skeleton.

    “Ugh…ugh!!”

    The soldier, whose legs were tangled and fell, ran backwards, waving his hands.

    The soldier who came face to face with the skeleton was half out of his mind.

    When the skeleton is about to attack the soldier.

    Poseok –

    The skeleton’s head broke and fell to the bottom of the castle wall.

    It was a spear wielded by an old man.

    “You have to break your head like this to die.”

    The spear was once again aimed at the chest of another skeleton.

    The blade of the spear scraped and dug in between my ribs.

    That play –

    “…When things don’t work out, just push it out.”

    Perfect posture with evenly distributed weight.

    As the old man used his strength, the skeleton was pushed away and fell out of the castle wall.

    “Haa…haa…”

    How long has it been since the battle started?

    I was sure it wasn’t that long.

    But his old body was already having a hard time.

    Quaguagwang –

    There was a surge of drinking.

    It was a sound made by a sword master fighting in front of the castle gate.

    I’ve heard that name.

    Klaus Paramon.

    A hero who led the Continental War to victory.

    Even so, it had nothing to do with the old man.

    This is because a nobleman’s sword cannot be brought up here to save a commoner.

    They say that the swords of knights and nobles protect the weak, but this was something he had never experienced before.

    Fortunately, the Sword Master’s sword is also destroying the skeletons climbing the castle walls.

    If it weren’t for that, it might have collapsed long ago.

    “Rise up and fight.”

    The old man helped the young soldier up and quickly looked around.

    Blood was already flowing from the old man’s legs.

    “…I don’t even know when I got hurt.”

    The old man, who had slapped the cheek of the young man who was still unable to come to his senses, moved urgently.

    Because a skeleton was approaching.

    “Profit….!”

    A skeleton’s sword blocked by a spear.

    It was difficult to stop just one.

    I don’t feel the strength I had when I was young anymore.

    I looked around, but there was no one to help me.

    The old man barely blocked the skeleton and turned his head.

    “….”

    What caught his eye was his son.

    Looks like he’s fighting brilliantly.

    He looked exactly like himself when he was young.

    Since he survived, his son will also survive.

    He was no longer the child I kept behind my back.

    As soon as a happy smile appeared, one more skeleton clung to me.

    That’s it –

    “Huh…!”

    Is it now wrong?

    The old man turned his head one last time and looked at his son.

    It would be nice if I could leave at least a word…

    A sword flew at me, covering my son’s tall back.

    Filling my field of vision.

    Chaeng –

    Poseok –

    “….?”

    Suddenly –

    “Help the soldiers!”

    “…Knight?”

    The knight who blocked the old man’s path.

    Before I knew it, there were a lot of knights around.

    “The end of the castle wall is being pushed back! Everyone move!”

    It happened in an instant.

    Knights in armor passed by, stirring up skeletons.

    “Thank you…thank you…!”

    “Battle seems impossible.”

    The knight’s eyes scanned the old man’s side.

    “Let the injured person fall back.”

    Overbearing attitude.

    But the old man seemed happy.

    This may be the first time that I like these so-called knights.

    The old man saw the knights running and grabbed his spear.

    Judging by the pain in his side, he must have been injured again.

    “Hehe…I guess I’ll have to fight with all my might.”

    The old man ran towards the castle wall.

    Toward my son.

    “Father!! Why aren’t you coming down yet…!”

    “Son, look ahead, not at me.”

    “Huh…!”

    Watching it again, my son’s battle was great.

    Suddenly, the fear disappeared from my face.

    Is this what blood vessels are like?

    I have no regrets at all about raising my family to be a soldier.

    “You look exactly like me.”

    Poseok –

    The old man’s body overflowed with strength.

    He boasted of his bravery as if his body, which had been exhausted until recently, had regained its youth.

    If the son created an opening, the old man’s spear would inevitably hit it.

    A completely different structure from when the battle first started.

    Among the soldiers around them, they were by far the best.

    Even without speaking to each other, we breathed well together.

    Just one look and no words were needed.

    Kwadeuk –

    If it stayed like this, it seemed like it could withstand no matter how many undead came.

    My son thought so.

    Until I saw blood flowing from the old man’s side.

    “Ah…Father! Blood from my body…!”

    It wasn’t just the sides and legs.

    My whole body was covered in wounds.

    He blocked the flying sword, creating an opening, and ended up watching.

    How his father helped him.

    Another wound appeared on the old man’s body as he stabbed the spear into the gap he had created.

    That wound made me feel safe, even if only for a moment.

    “Ah…no…ah…!”

    A silent scream came out.

    The injury was very serious.

    I felt like something big would happen if I didn’t get treatment right away.

    Is this the price you pay for turning a blind eye during the war?

    My son’s eyes opened wide.

    Behind my father, who was in front of me, the blade of a sword was sticking out of his stomach.

    “Ah…Father…!”

    “Don’t be distracted.”

    The old man was firm.

    Even as he collapsed to the floor helplessly, his eyes were looking forward.

    Now get out of the back and towards the son in front.

    “I’m glad you’re not behind my back.”

    The floor is getting closer.

    Even as it collapsed, the old man swung his spear.

    It was a deadly force.

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