episode_0117

“Please move quickly. Please take only valuables and leave all other miscellaneous items at home.”

Soldiers who control the inhabitants of Somerset Estate and move them to Somerset Manor.

The expressions of the people who had set out on the evacuation route following the soldier’s instructions were filled with anxiety.

“What the hell is going on?”

“I heard the soldiers say that the neighboring territory of Sleepy has already been reduced to ashes.”

“The Lord won’t evacuate without a good reason, so we have to follow him!”

Since the Borus Empire was founded, they had always been the invaders, never the ones being invaded, so this was the first time for the people of the territory to experience a situation where they were fleeing.

So, it seemed like it would be difficult to control, but contrary to expectations, all the people of the territory were moving in an orderly manner under the soldiers’ control.

There was only one reason why they felt anxious but did not become confused.

They were people who did as they were told, knowing full well that their lord, Earl Bradley, would not do anything that would harm them.

“Enemies are being intruded from the east and north of the barrier.”

“It’s not as fast as I thought.”

“Yes. Considering the speed at which they move, they should have arrived long ago.”

The barrier set up by the Allied Forces was a barrier that only responded to the Night’s Regiment.

I had placed it on the border of my territory, and the fact that it was only now receiving an intrusion signal meant that it had been holding out in the adjacent sleepy territory for a longer period of time than I had expected.

The final suicide squad led by Baron Sleepy ended up holding them back until the very end.

“Then let me share my view with you.”

The magicians of the Magic Tower began to share the vision of the boundary of the barrier with the Allied Forces through magic.

“What is this number? It’s not a single branch number!”

“This is the number! If we had met them while moving without preparation, we would have lost.”

“Wait a minute! Every so often, the faces of the 12 executives, Satanael’s direct subordinates, are shown.”

The Night’s Attendants, who originally usually hid from the eyes of the empire.

It was the Crimson Wardens who felt uncomfortable with the fact that they were committing massacres so openly on Imperial territory.

And that feeling of discomfort wasn’t wrong.

The number of dark elves visible in the wizards’ field of vision now seemed to be at least a thousand.

Considering that the Night’s Faction has about 50 to 100 members in each branch, it would be safe to say that the number of them gathered here now is their total strength.

“They made up their mind.”

As Cypris looked at the sight, he suddenly remembered Count Bradley, who had demanded that the barrier be drawn up to the border of the territory.

At the time, she thought it was too much caution, but now she thinks it was the best decision.

If the barrier had only been set up in the mansion, the people of Somerset Estate might have suffered the same fate as the people of Sleepy Estate due to the night forces rushing in now.

“Everyone, prepare for battle. If people leave, we will have to fight the enemies here.”

In response to the words of Alexander, the commander of the Knights of Zion, one of the Allied forces’ magicians offered his opinion.

“There’s a barrier, won’t they retreat?”

“The fact that their power is gathered here means that he is here too. If that is the case, it is only a matter of time before the barrier is broken.”

All the Allied forces could not help but remain silent at Alexander’s words.

Because everyone knew who the ‘guy’ he was talking about was.

Former captain of the elf watchmen, a member of the night clan with true blood, and a swordsman slayer.

The one person all these adjectives refer to, Satanael, must have been here too.

***

“Triple barrier… You’ve done something quite annoying.”

Chijijik.

Satanael’s hand seemed to be blocked by an invisible transparent wall and could no longer move forward, sparks flying as if by electricity.

“I’m sorry, Lord Satanael. My subordinates are currently tracking the location of the barrier and the jinn, so please hurry… .”

“Okay. I’m not expecting anything from you guys anyway.”

Satanael answered without even looking back at his subordinate’s report.

The basic method of destroying a barrier is to find the material or truth at its center and break it.

That’s why the triple barrier that the Allied Forces had set up now meant that there were three ways to dismantle it, so if they waited for each barrier to be dismantled, it was obvious that they would give the enemy time to escape.

“It’s been a while. I’ve used my own strength.”

Satanael, who had not been at the forefront since defeating the Black Sword several years ago, decided to step forward for the first time in a long while.

The body of a dark elf reborn as a servant of the night.

The one who handled it most perfectly was Satanael, who could be called their progenitor.

Usually, no race can utilize 100% of its body.

For example, elves, who are renowned for their speed, could run faster than an arrow fired from a bow if they were to reach their maximum speed.

But the reason you can’t do that is because if you move at that speed, your breathing won’t keep up and your body’s muscles won’t be able to keep up, so in reality you can only do that for a very short time.

But Satanael, who had become a dark elf, was different.

There were no physical limitations for him. Even moderate physical overload did not bother him at all.

He ran at a speed as fast as a flash, breaking through the barrier.

bang!

It was hard to believe that the sound was made by a body hitting the barrier, but it sounded like a cannonball hitting the castle gate.

Damn it.

Small cracks began to appear in the barrier that had seemed so strong.

“I guess once isn’t enough.”

Satanael said it as if it was nothing, but his subordinates who were watching the scene could not help but be shocked.

‘We managed to crack that barrier in an instant, making it difficult to even approach it.’

Although they had become the Night’s vassals and were incredibly powerful in every way, their only weakness was that they were weak to the powers of nature and divinity.

However, Satanael was destroying the barrier that they could not even touch, as if this level of natural and divine power was nothing to him.

A strength of a different level.

This was something that only Satanael, who inherited the true blood of the Night’s Retinue, could show.

It was a moment when I became certain that if he could obtain the Blue Flower and become a being that transcended even his current form, there would be nothing left that could stop him.

***

“Can I borrow a sword?”

Edric asked Krun.

“Actually, I made this as a hobby… .”

Krun showed Edric a sword he had secretly made.

“Excellent. It’s perfectly balanced, no fine tuning needed.”

As Edric spoke, swinging the sword he had been handed, a look of satisfaction appeared on Krun’s face that he could not hide.

‘A sword? Why do you make such scary things!’

As a craftsman, developing new items was of course enjoyable, but making weapons like swords was also an irresistible desire.

However, whenever Krun tried to make such a weapon, Rupert would bring up the cost of materials and would always give him hints, so when someone appeared who recognized the sword he had secretly made, Krun was delighted.

“The sword’s core is made of northern mountain steel! And since the surface is treated with a little bit of mithril, its sharpness doesn’t fade easily.”

“Indeed, isn’t the leather on this handle part the leather of a dragon?”

“You figured that out! You have good taste!”

A-Ryong. Commonly called Drake by the public, but it is a general term for not only Drakes but also other beasts with similar characteristics to dragons, such as Wyverns and Tunnel Snakes.

The skin of such dragons had a unique property, which made them extremely capable of adapting to their surroundings.

So, dragon skin was popular as armor, and adding such a precious material to the handle of a sword was an important part of Krun’s intention.

Because it was made of dragon skin that adapted to the user’s grip strength and gripping style, it always provided the user with a constant sense of touch, a subtle but significant difference that only the user could notice.

It was a technique that only a craftsman who could delicately use the dragon’s hide could demonstrate.

“I think I can handle this much.”

Edric had been worried that he had not brought a sword with him since he had come to Somerset to study painting, but he was glad that he could borrow such a wonderful sword.

“Edric, just in case, you should take refuge… .”

“I’d rather die than live like that.”

Kyle, who was preparing for battle next to Edric, tried to cautiously advise him, but it was no use.

“The men who killed my teacher are right in front of me, and this is the only place I can be.”

They were members of the comics club who had already been asked to take refuge by Rupert.

That would be the case, from the third prince of the empire, Edric, to the second son of the count, Kyle, and even Adrian, a prince from a foreign country.

If something went wrong with them, it was certain that it would turn into a big problem, and that it would definitely cause problems.

But not a single one of them left Somerset Manor, much to Rupert’s dismay.

“The North is always short on food, so monsters often raid places where people live.”

The North is famous for its harsh environment.

As a man from the Prius Count family who had served as a frontier shield protecting the empire in the north, Kyle said that if he ran away in this situation, his father would rather erase him from the family register.

Adrian also,

“I can’t just leave when I haven’t even paid for my stay.”

Although Adrian was considered to have no military power, the knights of the kingdom who escorted him were selected from Sylvania, so they would certainly be of great help.

and,

Edric’s first teacher who taught him swordsmanship when he was young.

– At this point, you will be able to perform the swordsmanship you want, depending on your will. It was a very enjoyable time to be able to teach you, Your Highness.

Please stay healthy.

At some point, the sword master, Origan, said goodbye and left.

It was hard for Edric to believe that such a master had died, but he soon realized that this was the only way he could mourn.

“I must play a requiem for my master with your screams.”

This was the first time that Edric, who was always polite and had an icy expression, showed anger in front of another person.