Chapter 872 - Insanely Accumulated
'That insidious barbarian bastard.'
Ragna vented his dissatisfaction.
Before flying, Enkrid had discussed things with Luagarne and set a simple behavioral guideline.
"Do as you please, but at least one person must not leave Krang's side."
This was an order.
Therefore, if someone left, someone had to stay.
Ragna was a step slower than Rem.
That barbarian bastard had vacated his spot as soon as the captain flew off.
The beastkin, Fel, and Ropord had followed.
They were all faster than Ragna.
The others had already vacated their spots even before Rem left.
Luagarne had led that.
Just before Enkrid mounted Weird Eyes, she had said,
"The time has come to pay the price again, Themares."
"I understand that you mean my martial strength is needed."
Themares said, staring intently at Enkrid flying in the sky.
"Rectum est!"
Luagarne also used some ancient language.
It was a word meaning correct answer, right and proper answer.
Themares was a Dragonkin who had lived in the old days, so he was still more familiar with the ancient language.
It was because he had lived since the era before the Empire unified the continent's languages.
Themares, understanding the ancient language, nodded.
He seemed like he wouldn't listen no matter what, but he surprisingly complied with requests easily.
If that was a charm of the Dragonkin, it was a charm.
Of course, all of this was his effort to remain by the side of the existence known as Enkrid.
Luagarne, having figured out this principle, persuaded the Dragonkin and pushed him into the allied camp.
Specifically, to the side of Audin and Theresa.
Audin and Theresa were half-defenseless while emitting divinity.
Humans taking the place of holy relics
If this had been seen in the holy city of Legion, there would have been lines of people weeping and praying, calling it a miracle of God.
Even Noah, who had now become the Pope of Legion, would have been wide-eyed with surprise upon seeing this.
That was why the entire wandering priesthood had offered fervent prayers and shed tears.
For this reason, only Ragna and Luagarne remained by the king's side.
Since the Frog was busy observing the battlefield, Ragna was the only one left for the escort role Enkrid had desired.
He watched those fighting and also glanced at the captain flying in the sky.
He was in a moderately languid state.
The enemy was far, allies were near, and there was no threat felt.
It was the perfect situation to let one's guard down.
It was in that situation that it happened.
Galuto of the Amethyst Knights attempted an assassination while sending the griffons.
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"Is that necessary?"
Just before the fight broke out, to the question of Elma, the knight who showed belligerence, Galuto gave an easy answer.
"It's a chance to end the fight easily. There's no reason to miss it."
They didn't even have to kill him.
Even inflicting a fatal wound on the knight named Cypress would put them in a very advantageous position.
It was the same if they targeted a commander instead of him.
They were already exhausted, fatigued, and shaken.
If a surprise attack succeeded, their morale would crumble in an instant.
Galuto knew the logic of how an army collapses.
So he pressed the monster tamer and sent a pack of Gnolls that could hide their presence.
Just because one is a tamer doesn't mean they handle all monsters.
They only tame and use certain monsters.
Among them, these five Gnolls were precious, individuals that would be hard to tame again.
Even though he cherished them so much...
"Send them."
The knight's order was a cold blade.
A blade that would cut the tamer's throat if things went wrong.
'Damn it.'
The tamer suppressed his annoyance and followed the order.
So, a total of five Gnolls set out.
The five monsters read the wind direction and found a position where the wind blew against them.
They made a wide detour around the battlefield and approached the target.
They were monsters overflowing with the talent of hunters.
Originally, they were monsters living in the Demon Realm, claiming to be hunters under the god they served, so it was only natural.
At the moment when all the soldiers were cheering towards the sky and the front, they dug into that gap.
They knew how to target a moment of carelessness.
For monsters, they had learned a lot of human strategy.
In a way, Galuto's intention was half-met.
Originally, he had aimed for the Gnoll pack to infiltrate when confusion reigned, caused by surprise at the number of griffons and the main force.
The situation was the opposite, but the result was similar.
Now, the Naurillia army showed a gap, drunk on victory.
The creatures with striped bodies raised their claws.
Sak.
Ragna, who had been staring blankly ahead while cursing Rem inwardly, turned his head.
It was a presence he had felt once before. hadn't he been speechless because of a monster targeting his back on the way here?
'Not just one.'
Their skill in hiding their presence was extraordinary.
They were more adept than the monster that had attacked him before.
As soon as he recognized it, he gripped the hilt of Sunrise.
The one who felt the ominousness next after Ragna was the leader of the Royal Guard.
No matter how the situation unfolded, he did not take his eyes off the king's surroundings, nor did he lose his vigilance.
The words of Marquis Marcus, which he had heard before leaving, made him so.
"You must know the meaning of the king stepping forward himself. Think that if you cannot protect him, no one can."
Neither Enkrid of The Madmen Knights nor Cypress of the Crimson Cloaks were the king's escorts.
The owner of the dark gray helmet did not forget that.
'The escort is me.'
If things went wrong, he would throw his body, and he must not get excited or surprised by anything.
Because he kept the rules he set for himself, he did not breathe hastily even while watching the winds of the battlefield change.
Should one call it the price of composure?
Thus, even though he was not at the level of a knight, he read the presence next after Ragna.
And before these two, Cypress opened his mouth.
"Rien."
As he spoke, he pulled his granddaughter with his left hand and pushed her in front of his chest.
The enemy was behind.
Whatever attacked from behind, he would not let it pass his back, so this was the safest place.
Aurelia was not surprised and entrusted her body to the hands of her grandfather and Master.
There had been many such occasions until now, so she was used to it.
Rien, the Crimson Cloak knight whose name was called, was already standing between the two Gnolls that had taken the rear.
Even Ragna had missed when and how he moved.
He simply placed his hands on the shoulders of the two monsters.
It looked as if he were putting his arms around their shoulders.
"Busy? Let's talk for a moment, even if you are."
Ragna and the leader of the Royal Guard had only 'reacted.'
Cypress had already acted, and as a result, the knight named Rien was positioned between the Gnolls.
Krrrk!
When the Gnolls, whose shoulders were grabbed, tried to swing their hands simultaneously, Rien put strength into his hands first.
Udeudeuk.
It was a monstrous strength, comparable to Audin or Rem.
He broke the Gnolls' shoulder blades right there.
Muscles bulged over the layered leather armor.
It was simultaneous with his forearms thickening enough to be distinguished by the eye.
Kaaaaa!
The Gnolls screamed.
After breaking the shoulder blades of the two monsters, Rien withdrew his hands and punched out to the left and right.
Bbeobeong!
The Gnolls' skulls shattered from the simultaneous punches.
All those movements were natural like flowing water and at an appropriate speed.
Faster than the enemy, but not overdoing it, perhaps.
The knight named Rien wore thin iron-plated gloves.
Not just gloves, he also wore steel greaves on his shins.
Other than that, he enjoyed wearing armor padded with thin leather.
He was dressed like that now.
This was his basic armament.
After breaking the skulls of two Gnolls, he approached the third Gnoll.
Bending his body low enough to touch the ground, he approached like a snake.
The monster aimed its left hand downward and thrust.
Rien bent his spine at an abnormal angle to dodge.
He seemed like a mollusk.
He grabbed and hugged the Gnoll's knee just like that.
It was a scene like a snake snatching its prey.
The captured knee twisted in the reverse direction.
Udeudeuk!
Kaaak!
While the Gnoll's scream rang out, Rien climbed up the monster's body again, struck its chin upward with his palm, draped his right arm around the Gnoll's side and back, placed his left hand on the monster's right pelvis, and then applied force with both hands in a pushing motion, twisting the opponent's spine.
Udeuk, Kwadeuk.
The noise of bones twisting rang out.
Kaaaaaak!
At the same time, the Gnoll's scream burst out again.
Watching that, Ragna swung Sunrise.
Toward the one lying flat, holding its breath, aiming for an opening.
Sunrise drew across that Gnoll's head.
He didn't even look, but the Gnoll's skull was split vertically with precision.
Ingis took care of the other one.
He had his usual indifferent expression.
When the Gnoll raised its claws and thrust, he parried it and connected it to a slashing motion, separating the upper and lower body of the attacker.
Strength, speed, technique—all three were mature skills.
A properly trained genius of a knightly order has no particular specialty.
Because they don't need one.
It was an excellent strike, integrating offense and defense.
Still, Ragna's gaze was fixed on the one named Rien.
He was the more impressive one.
'Eil Karaz-style martial arts.'
He had seen and learned various techniques while sparring with Enkrid.
This was one of them.
He had said it was the specialty of a scout leader named Finn.
Briefly, he had glimpsed the skill of the man named Rien.
Was he easy?
Not at all.
He was a skilled individual whose victory or defeat was hard to gauge.
"A surprise attack, is it?"
Krang was calm.
He didn't know if they were targeting him or something else, but if he were to be frightened by something like this, he wouldn't have come this far.
"The fight is coming to an end."
Krang said and took a step forward.
Ragna sheathed Sunrise and asked Cypress.
"How did you know first?"
It was an insolent tone.
The opponent was a knight, a noble, and a person who had achieved feats worthy of respect.
The Crimson Cloak Knights, especially those like Ferdinand who had a strong respect for their Master, scowled slightly and then relaxed.
Since their Master answered without caring about the tone, there was no reason for them to step up.
"Can you just ask me to tell you my secret technique like that?"
Cypress received the words skillfully.
Ragna thought quietly and then answered.
"I guess not."
"But why ask?"
Curiosity was evident in Cypress's eyes.
Looking purely at talent, this man stood out the most.
Ragna Yohan.
A genius from the Yohan family of the North.
In terms of swordsmanship alone, he was a human with a level of talent he was seeing for the first time.
Languidness and laziness were visible, but he possessed the talent to offset them.
"The captain answers whatever I ask, so it became a habit."
Cypress found those words very interesting.
'Answers whatever you ask?'
It meant they were used to teaching and learning techniques from each other unsparingly.
'Even between those with rivalry and sparring? Even if the relationships between them are bad?'
They probably didn't teach each other techniques kindly.
He knew just by looking.
It was the eye of one who had led a knightly order for a long time.
He knew they weren't such soft people.
And yet, for such words to come out...
'It must be because there was someone who held the central axis.'
The madman named Enkrid.
He learned from everyone, and taught everyone what he learned.
He repeated that.
Countlessly, endlessly, without getting tired.
Hadn't he seen him training before fighting?
It was training that showed a venom, a madness that went beyond sincerity.
'And the others must have revealed their techniques without hiding them, too.'
Even without necessarily teaching, one just has to watch with their eyes and retrace and study the principles alone, even roughly.
They had done that all along.
That was the reason such results were coming out on the current battlefield.
'Insanely accumulated.'
Even though they didn't take each other as enemies, they influenced each other and grew.
Weren't they dizzyingly scary bastards?
The Crimson Cloak Knights were in the form of receiving teachings from the Master, so even with a sense of rivalry toward each other, it wasn't to that extent.
The two knightly orders had different methods.
'Interesting.'
A light impression.
Cypress did not reveal his minor inner thoughts.
He was skilled at hiding his insides.
It wasn't for nothing that he had led the knightly order for so long.
Hadn't Themares said he was a human whose insides couldn't be read?
He answered the question.
Calling it a saved secret technique was a joke.
"It's experience. I've fought the South for decades. I predicted their actions."
Simply predicting wouldn't make it possible to respond like before.
But the basic framework was correct.
Cypress had grasped some of the South's behavioral patterns.
Based on that, he predicted their actions, so he had been waiting with his senses keenly open all along.
This, too, was a technique close to acrobatics.
Ragna nodded a couple of times.
Outwardly, he looked like he would collapse with a light tap.
'He's not an easy opponent.'
Ragna thought so while looking at Cypress.
He was just hiding his skills well because he was insidious enough to deceive intuition.
"I'll go first."
It was Krang's words.
He stepped forward without even glancing at the dead Gnolls.
The battlefield had settled for the moment, but the air was still hot.
"Ohhh!"
Murderous intent was mixed in the soldiers' cheers.
Wasn't it their turn to unleash what they had suffered until now?
Krang saw Fel, still performing the stunt of dodging arrows repeatedly in the front.
"Hoo, shoot more. Shoot more."
Not just arrows, but javelins; some soldiers even threw their shields.
Fel blocked and dodged them all.
His actions mercilessly chipped away, crumbled, and crushed the enemy's morale.
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