“Damn it! Move the injured! Never fight the demons alone!”
Untis, the commander of the Imperial Knights, ran a hand through his sweaty hair and took a deep breath.
"Ha..."
As a member of the so-called renowned swordsmanship family, he was no stranger to combat.
No matter how peaceful the Luan Empire was, there were always wars, big and small, fought inside and outside, and among them were many difficult and brutal battles.
However, the current situation is not at a level that can be called 'harsh'.
The new recruit, who had been talking with spirited eyes about how he would do his best at everything, how he would grow up quickly to protect His Majesty the Emperor and defend the Empire, was caught by the Demons and had his throat torn out.
The comrades who had laughed, chatted, trained, and shared friendship together were mercilessly torn apart.
Can this be called a battle?
Can it be called a war?
Can we say that their deaths were honorable?
No, this is not a battle, nor a war, nor an honorable death.
Untis dares to say.
It is simply a massacre of humans by some beings who have far surpassed the limits that humans cannot overcome.
“This is driving me crazy.”
Untis gripped the sword tightly.
He clearly had to run forward, and kill the demons before his subordinates, but strangely his legs moved slowly.
'There has to be at least a little bit of hope for victory...'
Even though thousands of elite soldiers from each country are rushing to fight against the endless stream of demons, they are not even able to hold out with any sign of being wiped out.
It was truly a situation with no answer.
When he thought rationally, he had to get out of there and run away as soon as possible.
He would rather die comfortably than be caught running away and executed for failing to fulfill his duty.
But even knowing that Untis couldn't run away.
Here, there is the Crown Prince who has sworn to serve him as his lord until the moment of his death, and his comrades and subordinates who will fight with their lives at stake.
This place is full of screams.
Untis took up his sword again.
'A knight can never leave his lord's side!'
So, even if he dies, he will protect his lord and die on the battlefield.
Oh God, may all our sacrifices not be meaningless deaths.
“Ugh! You, you fucking kids!”
The moment Untis, who had once again gathered his courage, was about to run forward, a giant demon blocked his path.
“Uh... Uh uh....”
A muscular demon with a pointed horn on its forehead, big enough to block out the sun, raised a club full of thorns high into the sky.
The determination he had built up crumbled in the face of the great fear he had never seen before.
Untis could not bear to meet those evil eyes and looked down.
Then he saw the severed upper body of his comrade being held in the other hand of the demon.
It truly cannot be anything other than a vain death.
“Ah... Sa, save me...”
If I get hit with that, I too will disappear without a trace.
It was when Untis, who had a premonition of death, unconsciously closed his eyes tightly.
Kkwudduk!!!!
A sound like thunder and intense heat passed by Untis.
After a while, Untis realized that the shadow blocking his path had disappeared and he cautiously opened his eyes.
'I... am not dead?'
Untis, who had been looking around, forgetting that this was a battlefield, was startled and took a step back.
He saw the crushed corpse of the demon in front of him and the deeply etched sword blade that had pierced through it.
“This is....”
“Aren’t you out of your mind?”
A shout came from behind him. Abel approached with a very sensitive face and shoved Untis' shoulder hard.
“If you want to die, then die gracefully. Do you intend to throw away your life in vain?”
“Hey, hero...”
Swordmaster Abel becomes a hero by preventing a disaster together with the necromancer Simone.
He made sure that Untis had come to his senses and then rushed forward.
Soon, a red aura rose from Abel's sword and stretched out like a sword path, wiping out hundreds of demons at once.
“That’s... Sword Master...”
It was his first time actually seeing and dealing with a demon, and it was also his first time seeing a sword master fight.
Probably most people here would.
It is said that the power of one sword master is equivalent to that of 50 military divisions.
He also heard that the Sword Master named Abel had been fighting against the Demons for a long time and had been growing in strength.
"How is that possible? Even if you're a sword master, you're still human, right?"
"That's right. Are you some kind of bard? There's a limit to how much you can exaggerate."
"How can one person be equal to fifty soldiers?"
Most of the members, including Untis, laughed off the rumors about Abel, calling them nonsense.
That would be the case, isn't that a story too far-fetched for an ordinary person to accept?
But at that moment, Untis, no, everyone watching him realized that the story was true.
The story was far-fetched. The term Sword Master originally meant a person who had transcended human limitations.
Abel is someone who walks a completely different path and tells a different story than ordinary people.
Crunch! Boom!
As he swings his sword, the demons roar and die.
Abel swept away the giant demons that were too numerous to handle even when dozens of them clung to him and moved forward again.
The place where Abel passed was instantly turned into scorched earth, and for the first time, it became a battlefield where humans had the upper hand.
It wasn't just the knights and soldiers who were surprised at his appearance.
“Whoa... Whoa..."
“I see... Is that the guy I know?”
“That’s true, but...”
Louis, Bianchi, and Orkan looked at Abel with blank expressions.
From those watching from afar, it seemed as if Abel was practically flying through the sky, slicing up the demons.
Of course, the three of them knew that he would be active on the battlefield.
But still, they were perplexed.
'Did he have that kind of power...?'
Three people thought at the same time.
Abel is strong. Heaven knows that the earth knows that, and the three of them here know that.
They also recognize that the Swordmaster is the greatest force in the Empire and that most battles will turn out favorably as long as there is a Swordmaster present.
The qualification of a Sword Master is not something that can be obtained simply by being good at handling a sword, rather, it is a qualification that can only be obtained through overwhelming combat ability based on numerous experiences.
Having good combat skills means being able to read the battle situation. It may not be unreasonable to be able to turn the tide of battle in your favor.
But the power of Abel that they knew was never to that extent.
“You’re almost single-handedly scorching the earth...”
“Did Abel receive any teachings from his teacher?”
“That may be the case... Well..."
“...Amazing. I can’t believe it.”
Is that really the same ignorant, strong, and immature guy we all know?
“Of course, sometimes... very occasionally, I thought I had a strangely good sense...”
That socially awkward idiot is naturally leading the military...?
They didn't know that he was the main character of the novel [When I Opened My Eyes, I Was Hidden My Power].
The fact that this is the moment of so-called excitement when he reveals the strength he has been hiding in the face of the world's crisis!
Kagagagang!!!
Abel's aura, split into five branches, spread out with a loud noise, and annihilated the demons.
His eyes were so full of life that it made even those who saw them cringe.
Abel did not look back as Simone had said. He just looked forward and ran. Towards the gap in the air where the demons were constantly jumping out.
The demons that Abel had missed naturally became the soldiers' share. However, the atmosphere was not as frustrating as before.
“Everyone, follow the hero! Wipe out all the demons!”
“Kill them! Never let them cross into a civilian village!”
“Protect Luan!”
The moment when the survivors take up arms again and attack the demons.
Slurp-
"...Uh?"
Behind them, the aura of death spread out like a snake in the forest grass and began to silently slaughter many of the demons.
The soldiers paused and looked up at the demons. They suddenly stopped moving and appeared to disappear in an instant, consumed by black smoke that rose from beneath their feet.
As it passed by people without a trace, black smoke spread out in all directions, filling up the place where Abel had passed and obliterating the demons without a trace.
A cold, gloomy, and quiet black smoke, different from Abel's black smoke which was hot, loud, and aggressive.
The soldiers unconsciously turned their gaze toward where the smoke was rising.
“Ah, fuck.”
... Yes?
There's another hero of ours.
Necromancer Simone was looking quite haggard, sweating profusely and breathing heavily.
She frowned as if she had a headache and pressed her temples. Then, suddenly, she realized her gaze and glared at everyone with those red eyes.
The already creepy eyes were strangely glowing, and they felt like their body was shrinking for no reason.
Simone said sharply.
"Charge."
"Yes?"
“Charge. We have to fight.”
“Oh, yes!”
Only then did the knights and soldiers begin to move again.
Simone watched them and focused her mind again.
"Really..."
'It's really hard to fight while avoiding people...!'
Untis, the commander of the Imperial Knights, ran a hand through his sweaty hair and took a deep breath.
"Ha..."
As a member of the so-called renowned swordsmanship family, he was no stranger to combat.
No matter how peaceful the Luan Empire was, there were always wars, big and small, fought inside and outside, and among them were many difficult and brutal battles.
However, the current situation is not at a level that can be called 'harsh'.
The new recruit, who had been talking with spirited eyes about how he would do his best at everything, how he would grow up quickly to protect His Majesty the Emperor and defend the Empire, was caught by the Demons and had his throat torn out.
The comrades who had laughed, chatted, trained, and shared friendship together were mercilessly torn apart.
Can this be called a battle?
Can it be called a war?
Can we say that their deaths were honorable?
No, this is not a battle, nor a war, nor an honorable death.
Untis dares to say.
It is simply a massacre of humans by some beings who have far surpassed the limits that humans cannot overcome.
“This is driving me crazy.”
Untis gripped the sword tightly.
He clearly had to run forward, and kill the demons before his subordinates, but strangely his legs moved slowly.
'There has to be at least a little bit of hope for victory...'
Even though thousands of elite soldiers from each country are rushing to fight against the endless stream of demons, they are not even able to hold out with any sign of being wiped out.
It was truly a situation with no answer.
When he thought rationally, he had to get out of there and run away as soon as possible.
He would rather die comfortably than be caught running away and executed for failing to fulfill his duty.
But even knowing that Untis couldn't run away.
Here, there is the Crown Prince who has sworn to serve him as his lord until the moment of his death, and his comrades and subordinates who will fight with their lives at stake.
This place is full of screams.
Untis took up his sword again.
'A knight can never leave his lord's side!'
So, even if he dies, he will protect his lord and die on the battlefield.
Oh God, may all our sacrifices not be meaningless deaths.
“Ugh! You, you fucking kids!”
The moment Untis, who had once again gathered his courage, was about to run forward, a giant demon blocked his path.
“Uh... Uh uh....”
A muscular demon with a pointed horn on its forehead, big enough to block out the sun, raised a club full of thorns high into the sky.
The determination he had built up crumbled in the face of the great fear he had never seen before.
Untis could not bear to meet those evil eyes and looked down.
Then he saw the severed upper body of his comrade being held in the other hand of the demon.
It truly cannot be anything other than a vain death.
“Ah... Sa, save me...”
If I get hit with that, I too will disappear without a trace.
It was when Untis, who had a premonition of death, unconsciously closed his eyes tightly.
Kkwudduk!!!!
A sound like thunder and intense heat passed by Untis.
After a while, Untis realized that the shadow blocking his path had disappeared and he cautiously opened his eyes.
'I... am not dead?'
Untis, who had been looking around, forgetting that this was a battlefield, was startled and took a step back.
He saw the crushed corpse of the demon in front of him and the deeply etched sword blade that had pierced through it.
“This is....”
“Aren’t you out of your mind?”
A shout came from behind him. Abel approached with a very sensitive face and shoved Untis' shoulder hard.
“If you want to die, then die gracefully. Do you intend to throw away your life in vain?”
“Hey, hero...”
Swordmaster Abel becomes a hero by preventing a disaster together with the necromancer Simone.
He made sure that Untis had come to his senses and then rushed forward.
Soon, a red aura rose from Abel's sword and stretched out like a sword path, wiping out hundreds of demons at once.
“That’s... Sword Master...”
It was his first time actually seeing and dealing with a demon, and it was also his first time seeing a sword master fight.
Probably most people here would.
It is said that the power of one sword master is equivalent to that of 50 military divisions.
He also heard that the Sword Master named Abel had been fighting against the Demons for a long time and had been growing in strength.
"How is that possible? Even if you're a sword master, you're still human, right?"
"That's right. Are you some kind of bard? There's a limit to how much you can exaggerate."
"How can one person be equal to fifty soldiers?"
Most of the members, including Untis, laughed off the rumors about Abel, calling them nonsense.
That would be the case, isn't that a story too far-fetched for an ordinary person to accept?
But at that moment, Untis, no, everyone watching him realized that the story was true.
The story was far-fetched. The term Sword Master originally meant a person who had transcended human limitations.
Abel is someone who walks a completely different path and tells a different story than ordinary people.
Crunch! Boom!
As he swings his sword, the demons roar and die.
Abel swept away the giant demons that were too numerous to handle even when dozens of them clung to him and moved forward again.
The place where Abel passed was instantly turned into scorched earth, and for the first time, it became a battlefield where humans had the upper hand.
It wasn't just the knights and soldiers who were surprised at his appearance.
“Whoa... Whoa..."
“I see... Is that the guy I know?”
“That’s true, but...”
Louis, Bianchi, and Orkan looked at Abel with blank expressions.
From those watching from afar, it seemed as if Abel was practically flying through the sky, slicing up the demons.
Of course, the three of them knew that he would be active on the battlefield.
But still, they were perplexed.
'Did he have that kind of power...?'
Three people thought at the same time.
Abel is strong. Heaven knows that the earth knows that, and the three of them here know that.
They also recognize that the Swordmaster is the greatest force in the Empire and that most battles will turn out favorably as long as there is a Swordmaster present.
The qualification of a Sword Master is not something that can be obtained simply by being good at handling a sword, rather, it is a qualification that can only be obtained through overwhelming combat ability based on numerous experiences.
Having good combat skills means being able to read the battle situation. It may not be unreasonable to be able to turn the tide of battle in your favor.
But the power of Abel that they knew was never to that extent.
“You’re almost single-handedly scorching the earth...”
“Did Abel receive any teachings from his teacher?”
“That may be the case... Well..."
“...Amazing. I can’t believe it.”
Is that really the same ignorant, strong, and immature guy we all know?
“Of course, sometimes... very occasionally, I thought I had a strangely good sense...”
That socially awkward idiot is naturally leading the military...?
They didn't know that he was the main character of the novel [When I Opened My Eyes, I Was Hidden My Power].
The fact that this is the moment of so-called excitement when he reveals the strength he has been hiding in the face of the world's crisis!
Kagagagang!!!
Abel's aura, split into five branches, spread out with a loud noise, and annihilated the demons.
His eyes were so full of life that it made even those who saw them cringe.
Abel did not look back as Simone had said. He just looked forward and ran. Towards the gap in the air where the demons were constantly jumping out.
The demons that Abel had missed naturally became the soldiers' share. However, the atmosphere was not as frustrating as before.
“Everyone, follow the hero! Wipe out all the demons!”
“Kill them! Never let them cross into a civilian village!”
“Protect Luan!”
The moment when the survivors take up arms again and attack the demons.
Slurp-
"...Uh?"
Behind them, the aura of death spread out like a snake in the forest grass and began to silently slaughter many of the demons.
The soldiers paused and looked up at the demons. They suddenly stopped moving and appeared to disappear in an instant, consumed by black smoke that rose from beneath their feet.
As it passed by people without a trace, black smoke spread out in all directions, filling up the place where Abel had passed and obliterating the demons without a trace.
A cold, gloomy, and quiet black smoke, different from Abel's black smoke which was hot, loud, and aggressive.
The soldiers unconsciously turned their gaze toward where the smoke was rising.
“Ah, fuck.”
... Yes?
There's another hero of ours.
Necromancer Simone was looking quite haggard, sweating profusely and breathing heavily.
She frowned as if she had a headache and pressed her temples. Then, suddenly, she realized her gaze and glared at everyone with those red eyes.
The already creepy eyes were strangely glowing, and they felt like their body was shrinking for no reason.
Simone said sharply.
"Charge."
"Yes?"
“Charge. We have to fight.”
“Oh, yes!”
Only then did the knights and soldiers begin to move again.
Simone watched them and focused her mind again.
"Really..."
'It's really hard to fight while avoiding people...!'
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