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    A decisive battle for the fate of the empire (4)

    As the imperial army’s heavy infantry appeared to be being pushed out here and there, groans came out from the mouths of the corps commanders.

    “This is not good… No matter how tired I am from coming this far, I never thought that even the most elite Capital Corps would be pushed back like that”

    “The Prinz army is stronger than I thought. How can a group of private soldiers have such training…”

    “Wouldn’t it be better to deploy the 1st Corps, which is waiting on the left wing, right now? It seems the enemy has concentrated its elites on the central army. If you destroy the enemy’s right wing and stab them in the back, you will easily win”

    Commander-in-Chief Baron Derian shook his head at the opinions of each corps commander.

    “No. The enemy’s left and right wings are also waiting for our troops with their eyes shining with a sinister look. It’s clear that they’ve prepared something”

    “But! Just waiting…”

    “I didn’t expect that the Prinz army had trained its soldiers so strongly… but our soldiers are still imperial legionnaires. It doesn’t break down that easily”

    As Baron Derian said, the thousand and one hundred commanders of the Capital Corps and the 3rd Corps quickly evacuated the wounded soldiers who had fallen from the front to the run, but quickly replaced them with new troops and did not widen the crack any further. Then, the Prinz Army began to suffer losses little by little, and a fierce battle was taking place between the two armies.

    The battle between the numerically superior imperial legionnaires and the physically superior Prinz army was of a white-medieval nature. And Derian’s eyes lit up as he looked at it.

    “And if the fighting between the troops is like the middle ages, you will know that it is time for the other side to step forward”

    Where Derian’s eyes were pointing, there were Viscount Armin, Count Kashu, and several knights following them, and they were quickly running to the center of the battle line.

    Meanwhile, Yuno, who was watching the struggles of our soldiers right behind the front line, felt a huge energy approaching the front and connected Eliza via communication.

    “Eliza. Let’s leave quickly. As expected, Heinrich also sent a master. Perhaps it was a disguise that two masters were injured on the Tesseito front”

    “As expected. I’ll leave right now”

    After receiving Yuno’s instructions, Eliza looked back for a moment and signaled to the knights under her command.

    The knights who had been rigorously trained under her and Liechtenauer could see how harsh the training had been from their pale faces. However, their eyes were shining sinisterly, and they seemed to be determined to relieve the pain they had suffered from Eliza and Lichtenauer on someone, so Eliza felt that she could trust them, and smiled brightly.

    ‘Ugh, that devil bitch… There will never be a devil like that again in the world… To put a person in this state and then laugh like that…’

    ‘I’m not afraid of anything anymore… because there’s nothing scarier than that devil…’

    ‘Kill… I will destroy the enemy and be liberated from that demon…’

    Although there was a slight misunderstanding, the Prinz army’s knights advanced towards the knights of the Imperial Noble Alliance who were approaching them.

    And finally, with the meeting of Juno, Eliza, Count Kashu, and Viscount Armin, a duel that would decide the fate of this war began.

    “Nice to meet you, Prince Yuno. No, now you are the traitor Yuno. His Majesty, the great Emperor of the Balkans, has ordered that your head be brought to him. If the blood of the royal family flows through you, then do not surrender your head and let the lives of your knights go in vain”

    “Ha! Count Kashu? This really comes from a very wealthy person. okay. How is the great brother Heinrich? If you stay well, I will slit your throat. Wouldn’t it be a bit weird if the dirty guy who assassinated my father died of illness?”

    “How dare you challenge His Majesty the Emperor!!”

    When Count Kashu tried to vent his anger, Yuno smiled and continued to make fun of his mouth.

    “Yes. How is your injury? You struggled to keep up with Count Liechtenauer’s skills and suffered internal injuries from overexertion, right? Plus, he lost 2-1 to Duke Tiruen of Tesseito? If it were me, I would have just held my tongue and walked away… I was so embarrassed”

    “I…I!!”

    Viscount Armin approached Count Kashu, whose face was covered in blood, and calmed him down. He took a deep breath and made a suggestion to Juno.

    “Since we are both masters, let’s compete one-on-one! Viscount Amin will deal with you. I’ll deal with that side in the meantime”

    “Ho? Unexpected? Of course I thought you, Count Kashu, would nominate me”

    “Keuhm…. Tiruen I would have done that if it weren’t for the injuries I received from that guy!!”

    Count Kashu held his chest and let out an exasperated scolding.

    “If you are injured, please leave. Although I am lacking, I am also a master. It is not easy to deal with an injured body”

    “Hmph! Leon’s sloppy bitch! Do you think a kid who has only been a master for a year can deal with me no matter how injured he is?”

    “….”

    Eliza was momentarily angry at Count Kashu’s provocation, but after easily controlling her emotions, she silently drew her sword.

    “Knights!! Draw your sword! Cut off the heads of those traitors who follow the fallen emperor Heinrich!!”

    “Victory for His Majesty the Emperor!!”

    When Eliza drew her sword, the rest of the knights also drew their swords, and the battle began as both knights and the four masters rushed towards each other.

    Viscount Amin filled his two-handed sword with sword energy and rushed towards Yuno.

    ‘Although it is not enough for other masters… I have chewed mana grass and mana stones every day for the 20 years since I became a master and have not stopped training my mana hole… Count Kashu told me to deal with him moderately and wait for him… ‘I will trample you because of the difference in mana!!’

    Even after becoming a master, he spent all of his family’s wealth to purchase mana stones, and although it was incredibly inefficient, he inflated his mana amount in the simplest way, so he was confident in his skills.

    Although he was defeated by Duke Tiruen, Tiruen was almost as powerful as Liechtenauer, so he readily admitted defeat. However, Viscount Amin had no intention of losing to Juno.

    “His Majesty the Third Prince. Even though I have no regrets, I think you should die!!”

    As Yuno’s fist approached his sword full of mana, Viscount Amin smiled with joy.

    Kaang!!

    But his smile immediately became distorted.

    “Isn’t this done too moderately? Viscount Amin. It looks like Count Kashu’s injury has already healed… Don’t act sloppily and do it right”

    Yuno held the sword that Viscount Amin had used with all his might with one hand, and pushed him forward again, taunting him by waving his hand as if telling him to come back.

    “Profit… I cannot admit it!!! This traitor!!”

    “What do you mean you can’t admit it? Are you doing this right?”

    Yuno felt that Viscount Amin’s sword was too light. Although it was full of mana, the sword itself continued to shake and was not sharp.

    ‘what is this? It’s pure chaff, right? I only have a lot of mana… Even if Eliza comes, I’ll just win, right?’

    Moreover, Yuno’s mana amount, which absorbed both the positive energy of the World Tree and the negative energy of Miri, was enough to overwhelm Viscount Amin in terms of output, and Yuno was able to deal with Viscount Amin very easily.

    ‘Well, let’s take it slow and let Eliza gain experience. The knights that Eliza trained seem to be fighting well… and the soldiers are holding up well, so I think we can go a little slower.’

    From the corner of his eye, he saw that Eliza was also fighting with Count Kashu, and the knights were also seen fighting the enemy knights without a single casualty, so Juno felt relieved and focused only on Viscount Amin.

    Viscount Amin continued to desperately pour out sword energy, but his excited attacks became simpler, so Yuno stood in place and began to parry his attacks.

    “Iike!! Why on earth!! Why doesn’t my attack reach me!! To the little prince who is less than two years old!! Why!!”

    “Viscount Amin. It seems to me that you are not a master. Have you ever trained in swordsmanship? It’s obvious you haven’t even done any physical training. The Master’s stomach is shaking. I was so upset… It’s amazing that I survived after my duel with Duke Tiruen”

    ‘Tsk… If Tiruen is the one who threw his sword at me in Streve… he must have kept me alive on purpose. If we keep them alive, the empire’s civil war will last longer… and it will buy time for Tesseito to completely occupy the Zenon Plain.’

    “Traitors and such!! Shut your mouth!!”

    “This is what happened… Viscount Amin I will tell you what your weakness is. Approach it with the mindset of training again from the beginning”

    As soon as Yuno finished speaking, he was pounding various parts of Viscount Amin’s body, exploiting the weaknesses in his swordsmanship.

    “You need to strengthen your legs there!! If you don’t have strength in your lower body, that doesn’t mean you can’t use your sword!! After this war is over, I will personally train you”

    “Damn… Damn!!!”

    When Yuno approached the duel as if it were a leadership sparring, Viscount Amin, whose pride was hurt, squeezed his mana hole and unleashed sword energy, but his skills were not enough to block Yuno’s attack, so Viscount Amin glared at Yuno and called it a day. It was just a change.

    Yuno’s guard was almost broken because he dealt with the Master so easily. And behind Yuno, a sword filled with mana and a ray of fire flew at high speed.

    Kwaaaa!!

    With a huge explosion, a cloud of dust arose, and Han In-young appeared in the air.

    “Hohohoho If it’s my compressed fireball, Master is one shot. Is this the first time I’ve compressed it seven times? By the way, it looks like a bastard named Viscount Amin also died… What do you know? Hohohohoho”

    “Balkan Empire Magic Tower… Jennifer Gurundhart…”

    Eliza, startled by the explosion, looked at her and ground her teeth in anger.

    *Jennifer Gurundhart, Balkan lord and former wife of Liechtenauer

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