Chapter 371: 371 "Thirty-seventy words" and "big bang" and "big ban...

Soldiers on the hill. Their shadows flicker. There aren't many of them at first glance. Scouts of some kind. They're not Hexenbiests, judging by the horses we can see. They wouldn't ride a horse like that.

That thought crossed my mind a moment later.

--"Gee!

The sound of iron meshing with iron. The sound of horses neighing and their hooves pounding the ground. The shadows on the hill are shimmering even louder. Even the occasional faint scream seemed to be carried by the wind. I opened my eyes wide.

Battlefield music. The kind that can only be played in such a place where flesh is torn and blood spurts out. That particular sound was piercing the depths of my ears.

There's no such thing as people clawing at each other in a place like this. Unless you're an idiot. Then it's people and hexenbiests that are playing this.

The roar of the non-human is swelling loudly.

Man and demon are biting each other's fangs. No, perhaps it would be more appropriate to say that people are being attacked.

He tilted the treasure sword at his waist and the white sword. He gripped the reins tightly. I saw Kalia's eyes narrow and her mouth open.

"Wait, you! Let the men go. Or I'll go. You can't move so easily--

He must have sensed what I was about to do. Kalia said reproachfully.

I unknowingly let my cheeks relax. I didn't expect such common sense words from a person like Kalia. I can't believe he's the same person who faced a large magical beast alone in a forest of giant trees. I thought recklessness was your specialty.

He smiled and said, taking the edge off Kalia's words.

"Take the back. I need a shield. There's nothing to be afraid of, right?

Just as she was about to finish her words, she pulled out her treasured sword. The purple lightning drew a line in the air with a beauty that could not be bettered.

After that, he sounds a word to the soldiers following around him. For the first time in a long time, I felt my throat open wide. Yes, I'm on the battlefield.

"Perimeter, take up arms. We're charging up the hill now.

In response to the words, I felt a slight tension and agitation run over the heads of the soldiers. The hands on their weapons were straining. It was only natural. After all, it was snowing death, and they hadn't done much fighting up until this point.

Are most of the hexenbiests on their way to the Majin? Or is it something else? Are they avoiding a stronger demonic reaction?

He looked at the black and scarlet sword that Kalia was holding and continued to speak.

"Look, we're not here to rob you. We're here to save. It's good, we'll talk about it for generations. I'm sure the minstrels will write a nice poem about it.

She says, lifting her cheeks and forcing a smile. It's embarrassing. So you'll die. That's what I arrogantly tell them. Encourage them to go to their deaths, I tell them.

After all this time, you know what's going on. The self-loathing doesn't stop there.

That's why I hate being a commander. It makes me realize how pathetic I am.

I open my mouth, careful not to let any of those emotions escape my chest. I show my teeth and say.

"Well, let's go. We've got demons, hexenbiests, demonkind. Even a demon. This is better than any heroic tale.

The horses were neighing and galloping. He was breathing hot air. The treasured sword trembles as if it's in tune with me.

It's been a long time. And so, at last, we meet again. Back when we were on the worst journey of our lives. Oh, it's starting to hit me. I've come back. To those days.

I wonder if I've really changed. Did I really gain something from that time when I had nothing? You'll be able to find a lot more information on the web.

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I'm not sure what to make of it. He drew his bow again and again, letting the skin tear, letting the blood seep into his fingertips, and now here he was.

As if in response to her, the sound of the wind cut through the sky and carried the arrow.

The arrow was right in front of Neymar's eyes, a demon in the form of a deer. It plunged deep into his brow. Venomous blood spurted out all around.

Even at a distance, Neymar could feel the life being cut out of him. The arrowhead had crushed his skull and gouged out his brain plasma. Neymar swallowed his spit unconsciously.

And in the next moment, his eyes were distorted.

His skull was shattered and he had several arrowheads embedded in his body. And yet the demon deer does not fall. Despite the multiple fatal wounds on his body.

It's getting ridiculous. Neymar muttered quietly, without speaking. I never thought that the exchange of life could be so sterile.

Normal hexenbiests don't go this far. Not this far out of the ordinary. Crush its skull and it dies. Cut its throat and it falls down. Then what is this?

Dematerialization. That was the word that came to Neymar's mind.

The act of a hexenbiest trying to sublimate itself into a pure demon by breaking its skin. Its existence is always outside the normal.

One that possesses unbelievable strength. One that emits a miasma that poisons its surroundings. And one that gains ridiculous vitality. That's what this demon deer is.

And I hope it's just one. If you include the other species--there are probably dozens more.

Breathing on his shoulder, Neymar said. For a brief moment, the soldiers succeeded in stifling the hexenbiest's rush.

"Get back in formation!　Hurry up!

The soldiers responded to his voice, their gait somewhat sluggish. It's not that they're slacking off, of course, but they're doing the best they can. It can't be helped. Originally, they were just scouts. I only went because I heard that a different force had appeared near King's Landing, and I was ill-equipped and outnumbered.

And you don't have enough morale either. Neymar mutters in his mouth.

Arche, the capital of the kingdom that you are supposed to protect, has fallen miserably. The king and his army have retreated to the northwest, directly under the control of the cathedral, and there is little word of their movements. The king and his army have retreated to the northwest, directly under the control of the cathedral.

Neymar and his men. They were beginning to wonder why they were still fighting.

Perhaps it was the fact that he had been assigned to be a protector in the midst of a demonic madness that had caused the disaster, that had decided his fate. You'll be able to find a lot more information on the web.

What do you want to do, Lieutenant? Shall we form a defensive line? I think we have about fifty or so left.

One of the senior soldiers opened his mouth. His tone is firm, but his calmness is probably due to the fact that he has been in battle many times. It was a calmness that I appreciated at times like this.

Neymar shook his head and said.

We're going to end up getting pushed around. The last thing I want to do is charge through and get to their right flank. That's about it.

Maybe," said the senior soldier, nodding emphatically.

The enemy doesn't fall, as if cursed, and we fall to the ground with a single swing of his claw. Ridiculous. There's no way we can keep fighting. Then there is no choice but to flee, no matter how miserable or pathetic it may be.

To be honest, there's very little hope of escaping even if we force ourselves to charge now. It would be better if only ten of us survived. Demonized demons are that much of a threat.

It's over, isn't it? These words flew through Neymar's mind. What will the battalion commander say? He was a little worried about that.

And just as he was about to tell his men to charge...

--The hexenbiest's flank exploded. With a thunderous roar.

Neymar's eyes reflected a blackened scarlet. At the same time, the sword was drawing a purple light. The sight was familiar to him.

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