Chapter 33 (2/2)

He dropped a Fireball where people were gathering in groups. Not even armor or s.h.i.+elds could prevent the flames. This was more efficient than rapidly firing off Excalibur.

“I’ve gotten used to this huh…”

He muttered. He really had grown accustomed to killing people.

Originally, there wasn’t much guilt from killing with magic. Holding memories of his previous life like Ria, it was more abnormal to kill people with weapons and feel the resistance in your own hands while maintaining your calm.

Nevertheless, there still was some guilt. Those soldiers could have been commoners like Serge, gathered up. In order to kill them, he needed some excuse.

Ria ordered him.

He was ordered, so he is killing them.

When all of the responsibility was taken him, even if it was just the official story, even if it was just an excuse, Serge’s guilt was offloaded.

Additionally, this was a defensive battle. Not a fight of aggression.

For self-defense, he would protect everyone’s everyday life. Therefore, he would fight.

Serge didn’t notice that he was also inside of the range of Ria’s Gift.

Carlos and Gig were each like non-commissioned officers, taking command in order to eliminate enemy soldiers as they tried to scale over the earthen wall.[1]

Carlos would shoot arrows at enemies that occasionally appear over the wall. Gig was even better with throwing stones.

Maal asked the wind to weaken the arrows’ strengths, doing her best to concentrate. Lulu waited on standby for medical duties. She really wanted to use offensive magic, but Ria prohibited it.

At any rate, there wasn’t much friendly damage.

Against the enemy forces that exceeded one thousand, it was a miracle.

However, it might have been possible if it was Ria. He thought so as well.

About nine hundred enemies spread around the village to surround it.

At best, there were about two hundred prepared for combat on the friendly side. Even so, they were just amateurs that could barely be called troops.

However, morale was high.

Considering that they would defend their village under normal circ.u.mstances, they were also under the influence of Ria’s Gift. If it came to a fight, it’d probably be neck and neck.

However, being on par with each other was no good.

They would lose a large number of people. If they invaded the village, they would definitely suffer damage. That couldn’t be called victory.

Therefore, she would crush their head.

“Time to go?”

Getting off of the earthen wall, she hopped on Matsukaze that she’d prepared. Matsukaze was wearing horse armor. Though it was made based on her memories, it would probably be useful. In order to not increase the weight, Ria was wearing her usual leather armor.

Then, Ria charged together with Rudolph. Could a standard soldier stop the power of a level 45 demon?

“Open the gate.”

A villager hurriedly unfastened the latch. Then, Ria rode out on Matsukaze.

Just one horseman.

No, including Rudolph, one horseman and one animal.

Rudolph leading, the soldiers were sent flying by his large body. Cordova’s soldier’s weapon was a common pike, but it couldn’t pierce Rudolph’s fur and body.

Following behind, Matsukaze galloped.

Ria held a cross spear with a long handle, killing soldiers that got in the way. Though hors.e.m.e.n sometimes came at them, they couldn’t get close enough to fight against Ria. [2]

Finally nearing the top of the hill, she saw the commander being defended by infantry. Since Cordova’s commanders wore red cloaks, she immediately knew who it was.

He had an incredible countenance. Definitely someone who had encountered true monsters on the battlefield.

“Y-you son of a b.i.t.c.h, the f.u.c.k are you!”

“Want to know!?”

Her spear flashed. The battalion commander’s neck was severed.

The surrounding knights, probably officers, didn’t have time to react.

The battalion commander’s body tumbled off his horse. Finally reacting, they brandished their weapons toward Ria.

“The one responsible for the slave hunt is dead. Still eager?”

Rotating her spear, it audibly sliced through the air. Behind her, Rudolph overran the infantry.

Companion to a h.e.l.lhound, killing their commander in a single blow, she was still a young girl. Even if they lowered their visors, she understood by the voice.

“The f.u.c.k are you!?”

If was the same question as the commander, this time from a senior officer. Probably the adjutant. Ria answered properly this time. [3]

“I am a hired mercenary for this village. I don’t intend to give my name.”

Feeling Ria’s intimidation, the officers drew back, the horses frightened. The horses understood the feelings of their riders.

And this adjutant was a wise man. Having grown old, he knew there were existences one shouldn’t act against.

“Sound the bells of retreat. We will return to the garrison.”

“That’s better.”

Ria turned the horse around, running down the hill. This time, Rudolph followed behind.

The euphoria of running through a battlefield pulled her. The sounds of bells rang in a constant rhythm from the top of the hill.

It echoed throughout the entire battlefield, signalling the end of the fight.

Cordova’s soldiers pulled back.

Within them, a single horseman dressed in black returned to the village.

Cheers of joy sprang up from the village. While listening to them, the only thing on Ria’s mind was if anyone had died.

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