Chapter 53 (1/2)
53.BLACK AND WHITE MEET EACH OTHER
“What! Why is that guy here…? Besides, using horses is cheating!”
Having intuitively thrown away her advantageous position, Nikka pulled back. Considering the result, it had been the correct decision. And because of that, she was irritated.
“That´s bad s.h.i.+t. That guy… Is he at Volf´s and Ywain´s cla.s.s?”
Nikka glared at her whining subordinates. Her subordinates had their heads hanging down.
“Let´s run away for now, Nikka. We will get killed by Volf if you get taken down.”
“…Don´t treat me like I´m his woman.”
“We know well enough about your strength. We know you´ve been putting effort so that you can keep up with those two. We are your subordinates after all. But as to be expected, we can´t be loitering around here wasting time against someone like him, or we won´t be able to escape. If we run into him, we will all get killed.” (TL note: ->だけど、さすがにあんな相手にうろつかれたら自由に動けねえよ<- i=”” don´t=”” get=”” it=”” about=”” that=”” “move=”” freely”=”” hah…=”” some=”” lines=”” make=”” me=”” want=”” to=”” bang=”” my=”” head=”” at=”” the=”” wall.=”” maybe=”” it=”” is=”” something=”” about=”” their=”” mobility,=”” but=”” i=”” just=”” put=”” “escape”=”” instead=”” because=”” i´m=”” lazy=””>
Although Nikka was making a sullen face, she didn´t say anything against. She at least knew that they couldn´t win. But even so, it was really tormenting to receive such a special treatment. Even if she had given up in being a normal girl, the others around her wouldn´t do the favor to so as well. That was vexing to her.
“Let´s leave that guy to Volf and Ywain. Perhaps even Anatour-ossan might kill him for us. Right now, there isn´t anything we can do. Even that blockheaded boy. He isn´t someone we can do anything against with our few numbers now that he reorganized his troops.”
Although in dissatisfaction, Nikka nodded. So that she wouldn´t show her twisted expression on her face, she didn´t meet her eyes with her subordinates.
Nikka´s group momentarily retreated. Bit by bit, the battlefield that had been leaning to their side started to become balanced.
“That´s bad. Even though I predicted he wasn´t going to move.”
The centurion Anzerm had taken a defensive stance. The man confronting him was met with his thorough defenses. He had been slowly tearing down his defenses whose gaps were few until the sunset came. Although he was looking forward to it, now that it became like that, having this sort of leisure was fatal. (TL note:守備を見た<- wut?=”” -.-=”” is=”” that=”” a=”” typo?=”” t.t=”” i=”” just=”” put=”” “met”=”” since=”” it=”” went=”” with=”” the=”” context=”” so=”” i=”” dunno=”” if=”” it´s=””>
“…As to be expected of Arcadia´s prided sword family. Worthy of having inherited the blood of the [Heavenly Sword], Siegfried von Osvalt. Does this mean the rumours that their unparalleled talents throughout the generations was true?”
The sound of hooves approaching from the back that weren´t supposed to be hearable in this battlefield. It is as to be expected from the one whose aura that stood out from others to be able to catch those sounds even from the place he was at. Having Anzerm at the front, it would be fatal if the man was flanked. There was only one option.
“Good grief. This will become a joke for some time.”
The carelessness and arrogance he brought upon himself resulted in the failure of his given task. He didn´t have enough time to completely reorganize his army in a formation. It had been the clumsiness of the man for having extended the battle on purpose. It had been his blunder to try having fun.
“With that said, only fools are stubborn and don´t retreat. We shall be pulling back from here.”
The man immediately sent the sign to retreat to his subordinates. Without a single one of them having any objections, the black group started moving. None of them held doubts over the orders given by the man.
“If you intend to go after us, you will need to resolve yourself.”
Noticing the mood of retreat, Anzerm was showing signs of wanting to pursue them. Without even giving a glance to him, the man stopped Anzerm with just his words. Anzerm intended to take him by surprise, but it seemed that the man didn´t have any openings. Anzerm now realized the fact.
“Let me ask you one thing. What is your name?”
Despite the man having said before he wouldn´t say it, Aznerm asked for his name once again. The man pondered about it for a moment.
“…Anzerm von Krulgar. In consideration of your strenuous effort, I will tell you my name. My name is Ywain. The vice-leader of the [Noir Guard], Ywain. Now then, let´s meet another time somewhere in this battlefield. I beg your pardon for I won´t take easy on you when the time comes.”
Ywaint of the [Noir Guard] gallantly left. Although he was the number three in the company, in terms of strength, he stood shoulders to shoulder with Volf.
“Ywain? C-could it be!?”