The sound of the horn was heavy like a gong, and the lords face hardened. Soon, the outside became noisy and the emergency bell rang loudly.
Ding ding ding ding ding!
My lord!
Then, the door opened with a splash and a soldier came in. He looked oblivious to the fact that he had not saluted properly, as he had a frantic face.
Of course, no one was going to nag him for that.
The scouts have reported. The enemies have started to approach the castle, and judging by their speed, they will arrive at the north gate in about an hour!
The lord nodded.
I see. Dont panic, and go back to your position.
Yes, sir!
The soldier ran out quickly after finishing his report. The lord then spoke to Wayne.
You should also go out quickly, instead of lingering here. Ill follow you soon.
Wayne obeyed the firm order without a word and went out. Soon, his voice was heard, commanding the soldiers in a gruff tone.
Now, only you guys are left.
The lord, Kemar, blinked.
Except for one person whose identity was uncertain, the two men in front of him were the most famous people in the kingdom right now.
The Demon Lord Killers.
That was the name they were called by. The Grand Church of Tivella had announced their statement, and the other churches had no objections, which meant they were not frauds.
But the lord was not shaken.
In fact, he thought the rumors were exaggerated.
The Demon Lord was a powerful being, for sure, but they were hiding in the shadows, unable to do anything to the church or the army, right?
The lord, who believed that there was no individual who could surpass a group, regarded Ruon and Kyle as nothing more than individuals with strong power.
Of course, that was enough to ask them to fight for the city.
I wont ask you to fight for honor. Its only fair that you get paid for risking your life. But the situation is not favorable for bargaining.
The lord bowed his head slightly and added.
Please. Will you fight with me?
Ruon felt strange, seeing this noble who had bothered a woman with a husband and a child.
No matter what, it was hard to imagine that someone with a title would bow his head to someone without one.
Ruon nodded.
There was no reason to refuse the request, since he had come here to confront the barbarians anyway.
Fine, lets do that.
The frightened citizens were running somewhere. Most of them seemed to be going home, but some of them took advantage of the chaos to loot the stalls or commit random violence. It was a hellish scene.
Leaving the chaotic scenery behind, the party moved towards the north gate.
Hurry up! Move as you trained!
Right next to them, the armed soldiers were running along with the loud orders of their superiors. Their faces were all stiff with the spears and swords in their hands.
In the tense atmosphere, the party managed to reach the wall.
A officer who was pointing his finger here and there and shouting came up to them.
Are you mercenaries?
Yes.
Ruon answered briefly, and the officer pointed to one side of the wall with his index finger.
Then go there.
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his voice to somewhere else.
Hey, you bastard! Cant you hold the pot properly? Do you want to spill oil on our allies faces?
The party was already out of his sight, and Ruon chuckled as he walked in the direction he pointed.
The people on the wall fixed their eyes on the three unusual men led by Ruon for a moment, then turned their heads.
Did we miss? asked the mercenary who had earlier mocked the barbarians, tilting his head. He had seen an arrow pierce the head of a barbarian who continued to charge.
On a hunch, he drew his bowstring fully and released an arrow without command. Most witnessed it strike the barbarian squarely between the eyes.
And they were horrified.
The barbarian, momentarily staggering, picked up speed and charged even harder.
Are my eyes deceiving me? the lord muttered, rubbing his eyes.
The arrow is still lodged in his head, Wayne replied.
Before the lord could respond, urgent cries came from all around.
There are some who wont fall!
They keep moving they keep moving!
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Grrrrrrr!
Among the barbarians who fell one by one, some of them stood out as they took all the attacks with their bodies.
They looked nothing like humans.
Their eyes were stained black, their bodies were covered with thick veins, and they roared like beasts.
Colin swallowed his saliva at the sight of them, which was no different from demons.
Those bastards.
He muttered as he drew his sword from his waist.
Arrows cant kill them. Damn it, no wonder they didnt show up.
As he said that, the monstrous barbarians pierced through the rain of arrows and finally reached the wall. They dug their fingers into the wall and started to climb up.
Oil! Pour the oil!
At the command that came from somewhere, the soldiers poured the pots of boiling oil over the barbarians. But even as their hair fell off and their flesh melted, they didnt stop climbing.
Instead, they became more grotesque, and the soldiers recoiled in horror.
At last, one of the barbarians made it to the top of the wall. His scalp was burned and his body was covered with arrows, making him look even more hideous.
Graaaaaa!
He screamed and lunged at the nearest soldier, who reflexively stabbed him with his spear. But the spearhead was caught by his large hand, and the soldier was thrown off the wall with a scream.
Then, he started to swing his axe at the stunned soldiers.
The same scene happened all over the wall, and Ruons position was no exception.
Shit, theyre up here!
Despite the mercenaries fierce resistance, one of the barbarians who climbed the wall ran towards the archer who shot an arrow at his forehead.
Hi-hiik!
The barbarian crushed the archers skull with his brutal strength, and the mercenaries backed away.
Only three of them stepped forward.
Colin said.
Those bastards wont feel a thing unless you chop off their arms and legs. You have to cut off their heads.
He took a deep breath and gripped his sword.
Ill draw their attention, and you two finish them off. I guess the kid with the hammer is the best fit for this
But then, Ruon walked ahead. Colin was startled and shouted.
Hey, brother!
He was about to run after him, but he stopped as if his feet were rooted to the ground.
Ruon easily dodged the barbarians arm that flew at him, and cut off his neck. He was holding a red sword in his hand.
Then, another barbarian appeared on the wall. But he was hit by a flash of light and fell down. A moment later, a thunderous sound followed.
Colin turned his head with a blank stare and saw the hammer that was smoking. And Kyle, who was holding it.
After that, a few more barbarians managed to climb the wall, but none of them could stand against Ruons sword or fist.