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The wolf, who introduced himself as Boris, jumped lightly and landed on the ground.

Following him, the six beastmen lined up on either side jumped from the wall one after another.

Even though each one was massive, the sound of landing was as quiet as a lie.

They growl and remove the hem of the cloak-like cloth they were wearing over their armor.

The presence of the beast rapidly became more intense.

I don’t know what the principle is, but it’s probably a enchanted cloak.

A perception-impeding type of magic that makes the presence of the opponent almost undetectable until it is revealed.

By releasing the effect at this point, does that mean you are wary of it being damaged in battle?

Or is it the type that is ineffective in combat in the first place?

No, now is not the time to worry about that.

He immediately drew his sword. Not the spare black iron sword, but Aimella’s sword.

It was not a situation to save strength by worrying about what others thought.

Even if Nigel tied up Boris, there was no guarantee that I could win against six pureblood warriors at the same time.

But it had to be stopped somehow. At least, until help arrives.

He aimed his sword at the enemies.

A subtle blue luster hovered over the sword body like moonlight.

Since it is a sword made of true silver, it would be very effective even against beasts.

Since I couldn’t use frost, I had to trust only the performance of this sword.

If you fight with it on…eventually, even Nigel will not recognize you and will attack you.

It was not an item that could be used to save someone. Not yet.

Boris exposed his teeth when he saw me with my long sword drawn.

Smiling like a wild animal that has found its prey.

“Yes. The girl next to me definitely called you Hashalle, right?”

After hearing Boris’s words, Nigel glanced at me and clicked his tongue as if he had made a mistake.

Did you know me?

“Hashar Aishangior. Ka’har’s bitch…you’re in luck. I never thought the top priority goal would appear right away!”

The drawn sword caught the light and sparkled.

Although it had a rough appearance, its size and weight were comparable to Damian’s greatsword.

Unlike Damian, to them it was just an ordinary weapon that they wielded with one hand.

“The top priority goal…?”

I couldn’t help but ask.

It sounded as if all of this was happening because of me.

As if there was no reason to do this if it wasn’t for me.

“I never thought that even Ka`har would become a dog of the empire. Then it would be troublesome. We are the only enemies left of the empire. This is betrayal.”

Boris shrugged slyly.

Six beastmen slowly approached, each with their own weapons drawn.

I felt like I couldn’t breathe.

So, are you saying that the peace agreement I made was the problem?

I never thought that far.

I was only concerned about the relationship between the Empire and Ka’har, and how Orhan’s fate would change.

I didn’t expect that even the beastmen would care about Ka’har.

Because it was a relationship where we had no contact with each other.

Stupidly.

The tip of the sword he was holding trembled.

A responsibility that has been overlooked. The clear evidence was thrust before my eyes.

In the form of seven beasts and a burning city.

No, no. It’s not too late. Just defeat these guys and save them.

All you have to do is win.

If you win.

…I guess so?

—-

“Well, we don’t have much time, so the conversation ends here.”

Boris turned to the other prisoners and pointed his finger toward us.

“I’ll take care of that indigo head, and the rest of you kill Aishangior. Natalia hasn’t arrived yet, but…six will be enough.”

“Hashalar, avoid it!”

Nigel blocked my path, aiming his spear at the beastmen.

The firm eyes were full of tension and determination. As if he would risk his life to stop it.

Avoid it?

That can’t be possible. Even if Nigel is a master, he cannot win against this number.

Boris alone would be difficult to deal with, but if six purebloods attack together, it will be difficult to withstand.

“That’s a request I can’t grant. Nigel.”

“Hashalar!”

I ignored Nigel’s words and raised my long sword.

Because stepping down from here would be the same as throwing Nigel into the hands of these beasts.

“You care a lot about the people of the Empire, Ka`har. Are you already accustomed to the empire? …Well, it’s good. I’ll kill you and that bitch, and cut up the rest of you traitors before morning. It’s time to pay the Empire for wagging their tails!”

Boris roared.

Six wild beasts roared one after another.

I forced down the feeling of despair welling up in my chest.

There was no time, but the enemy was too strong.

The odds of winning were too low.

“-That’s funny.”

A cold voice cut off the roar.

“The cubs dare to scream, thinking where this is.”

The sound of soft footsteps echoed.

Friede was walking out of the special pavilion.

He was wearing a fur coat with metal protective gear here and there, and was holding a large saw in his right hand like an axe.

A mace with thorns was swinging from his waist, and he was even carrying a spear with a pump on his back.

“Really. Nothing goes as planned. Damn it.”

His expression was a mixture of contempt, irritation, and anger to the limit.

“With silver hair and a serrated axe… Is she Frydae, the princess of Palun?”

“Do you put my name in your mouth?”

Friede threw away the dagger nervously.

The fired dagger hit Boris’s claws and bounced off.

Friede snorted and walked next to me.

“Friede…!”

“Jin was planning to fight against six purebloods, trusting only with his long sword? Do you think you have five lives, barbarian?”

Friede glanced at my sword and mocked me as if he recognized its material.

Surprisingly, it was a calmer reaction than expected.

You recognized the material of the sword, but couldn’t find out its identity?

Well, like the small sentence written on the sword body. Because you won’t be able to see well at night.

This sentence, last time, it seemed like something was shining golden. It was quiet now without any sign of that.

“Pure true silver, I don’t know where you found such a precious item. Well, that’s for later.”

Friede stretched her left hand behind her head and pulled out the spear she was carrying on her back.

“Take only half of it. Is that possible?”

“…What about other people? Are you still in the building?”

Ferney, even so, what is Asha doing?

“If it’s your friend, he’s locked away right now and preparing his weapon. Now that things are so messed up, it’s too late to hand over the silver arrows that were stored up as a reserve to the general students. I heard they are preparing a way to use it.”

“What about Fernet?”

What does the class of ’15 in that legend do?

Could it be that the situation is at this point and he is still drunk and sleeping?

“I don’t know. That woman will do whatever she wants. Fight or watch, do whatever you want.”

It was a meaningless answer.

“No, something like that…”

“Because that’s a fairy. Stop whining and get ready to fight. Coming.”

There was considerable tension in Friede’s eyes.

Yes, no matter how much she is, she has to risk her life to deal with six purebloods.

I also raised my tension.

It was a time of struggle.

—-

“So, what should I call you? I need to know the name of the menu I’m eating tonight.”

Boris, raising his sword, approached Nigel.

It was an unstoppable step full of confidence that he would win, without any signs of tension.

Nigel gathered his momentum and grabbed the spear.

Cold sweat ran down my back.

It was a dangerous enemy. Maybe stronger than herself.

It was time to put all our effort into it.

“Shield of the Empire, Knight of Landenburg. It’s Nigel!”

Nigel rushed towards the black wolf.

The long sword and long spear collided, making a loud noise.

—-

“Quit!”

I was grazed by the blade of a spear that I could not avoid, and blood spurted out from my cheek.

The newly fitted armor was already starting to break down here and there.

There wasn’t even enough time to breathe.

Even though there was Friede’s help, every moment of the fight with the six beastmen was like gambling with one’s life.

Roll on the floor to avoid the striking ax blade.

The tip of the spear came right before my eyes. He desperately turns his head, avoids the spear trying to pierce his eyes, and jumps up.

“Ha!”

The long sword draws an arc and tears through the tough fur. Light smoke flowed from the wound torn by the tip of the sword.

“Keuuu…it’s not getting better. Is it really Jin Eun?”

Volkov, the gray wolf with a cut on his forearm, groaned.

The moment it was about to attack again, a clawed foot flew towards its side.

It was the foot of Alexei, the lion beast.

I twist my waist and barely avoid it. The skirt was completely torn, and blood was seeping out from the exposed skin.

The tingling pain becomes heat and seeps into me.

“Koooh!”

Directly in front, a huge fist fills the field of vision.

I grabbed my left hand and took it back.

– Quang!

With heavy drinking, the body falls backwards.

It was my first time being confronted and pushed back from the front.

Even in fights with trolls, I was never pushed out of power, except when I had to block a blow due to my unstable stance.

Surprisingly, I had a slight advantage in strength, but the fundamental difference in weight was enormous.

Fortunately, the black iron gauntlets survived without breaking.

Rather, the bare fist of Kamenev, a brown bear beast, had a large dent in it.

Although it was slowly regenerating.

Of course, if it weren’t for Aimella’s sword, it wouldn’t be able to inflict proper damage.

I think it’s worth it if it’s 1:1, and I think I can win even if it’s 2:1, but 6:2 was a much different story.

Perhaps because they were good at this type of joint attack, there was no time to properly counterattack due to the combination of three or four people attacking at the same time and then repeatedly retreating.

It was impossible to fight as hard as usual.

You can definitely push one animal, but it becomes too vulnerable to attacks from others that try to take advantage of it.

If you make a mistake, that’s the end. Unlike humans, if you hit a beast properly, it will seriously injure you with just one hit.

So, I had to fight while avoiding them as much as possible without giving them any opportunity.

If it weren’t for Friede, it wouldn’t have been long before it was torn apart.

He is truly a trustworthy senior.

“You little beasts are alive!”

Friede’s spear landed in the shoulder of the female hyena, Yelena.

The shock caused the pump to move, and a strong stream of blood spurted out like a fountain from the tip of the spear.

“Kyaaa!”

I dodge Yelena’s sword, which was swinging convulsively, with a neat step.

Then he digs in again and scrapes Yelena’s side with the sawed axe.

Flesh was torn off and blood was sprayed out roughly.

“Yelena!”

Olga, a female wolf beast, swung her halberd at Friede.

“Che.”

Friede clicked his tongue and retreated, throwing away his harpoon-shaped dagger.

“Keuuu!”

Yelena pulled out the pump window that was gushing out blood and threw it on the floor.

He was then trampled by his right foot, which came down in anger, breaking the pump window into three pieces.

The wounds on her shoulder and side healed very slowly.

I don’t know if there was silver mixed into the weapon or if it was due to massive bleeding.

The battle entered a lull for a moment.

“Damn, time is taking too long.”

“You should consider yourself fortunate that you have an advantage thanks to the weapon. If it weren’t for the Jinn sword, those guys would have attacked even more violently, regardless of their injuries.”

I stood next to Friede and checked the situation.

Although only two minutes have passed.

Friede had no other injuries other than his fur coat being torn in several places and the loss of a spear.

Although her entire body was stained with blood, it was not her own blood.

My armor was broken in several places, and blood continued to flow from my cheek and back.

The parts that had been beaten, including my left hand, were throbbing quite a bit.

Still, the other side was much more seriously injured.

Although various wounds are slowly healing, the wounds cut by my sword are not healing.

The blood shed from Friede’s attack must have been considerable.

I was confident that if I continued to fight like this, I would be able to win.

It just takes too long.

Even now, at this very moment, someone might be dying.

—-

The biggest problem was on Nigel’s side.

I glanced at the battlefield, where the explosions were still ringing out in succession.

The spear and the sword collide like crazy, scattering flashes of light and fragments.

“You don’t plan on abandoning your master and surrendering, right? Too bad. A master-level female would be able to give birth to a great baby, even if she is a mixed race!”

“Are you insulting the sword of Landenburg? Don’t underestimate me!”

“Ha, what you’re holding is a spear!”

Boris’ roar of joy resonates in the clearing, and as if in response, Nigel shouts his spirit and fires a series of spears and daggers.

A great battle between human masters and beastmen.

The ending of that duel was the biggest variable that would determine the outcome of this fight.

The problem was that Nigel was falling behind little by little.

The broken armor was tattered, and blood was flowing from several wounds.

Boris also suffered a similar wound… but fundamentally, the gap between species held him back.

Nigel’s weapon may have been mixed with a bit of true silver, but Boris’s wounds did not regenerate easily.

However, the body of a Great Master-level beast possessed the toughness to not care about a few penetrating wounds.

Time was not on our side.

no. In the first place, he was never on our side.

This is not the time to be like this.

Lower your body and strengthen your legs.

Will to fight. He raises his killing intent and surrenders himself to his fierce fighting spirit.

Be prepared to be slandered. Let’s kill at least one person for sure.

The balance had to be broken.

Even if I lose an arm, it’s a situation I have to deal with.

That’s about eight. If you don’t die, they’ll heal you someday.

I grabbed the hilt of my sword and gritted my teeth.

All you have to do is die. If I don’t die, I-

– Kwajangchang!

That moment.

With the sound of a glass window being shattered, dozens of silver arrows rained down on the prisoners.