Chapter 32: Territory War (2) (1/2)
Chapter 32: Territory War (2)
Milton ruthlessly swung again towards Oliver, as overcome with astonishment and terror
Oliver dazedly raised his sword to !</eh…”
The results were less than ideal Oliver staggered backward and ales of bloere enough for Oliver to be certain
“Are you an Expert?”
“I suppose I am”
Milton rested his sword on his shoulder as he responded
An Expert could dotheir sith their aura They could also circulate the aura around their body to increase their physique by at least half of its nor lighter than Oliver, was able to overwhelth
“Any more questions? If not, it’s time to end this”
“W-…wait…”
Milton’s blade swung again with a flash, while Oliver hurriedly turned his horse around He decided to retreat after co to the realization that this was an opponent he could not win against
But…
Shuk!</eh Oliver’s neck Oliver died without so alloped back to its lines with its headless owner still atop it
“Uoooooooooh!”
“Hurrah for Viscount Forrest!”
“Hurrah for our Lord!”
With Milton’s victory, the allied troops burst out with a deafening cry
On the other side of the battlefield, voices were being raised in a differentout there so surely?!”
Count Rosscaiz yelled thunderously
Though it was understandable that he was upset with the loss of the duel, denouncing his own knight that had valiantly volunteered to ride out was not a wise course of action – especially so since the other knights were all listening in
“Will any one of you go out and bring me that bastard’s head?”
Count Rosscaiz dehts to redeele person ca how Milton had overpowered Oliver
Not only that, Count Rosscaiz’s attitude of insulting Oliver even in death was an act that was close to betrayal for the knights, who adhered to the knight’s code
A knight was someone that needed to be prepared to die at a moment’s notice, if that hat they were so coht’s lord did not reciprocally respect and acknowledge the knight’s code, it would becoo out like that
With his victory, Milton raised his voice and incensed the enele person ill co but cowards?”
Milton loudly roused his ene the duel Count Rosscaiz beca as if he was being stripped naked of his dignity
“Really, not a single one of you? I’rel’s head at once?!”
Turning beetroot red, Count Rosscaiz grilled his knights once hts all turned their heads and avoided ht came forward
“Incoht now, all of Count Rosscaiz’s knights seemed like useless freeloaders to hihts consumed, how could they be of no help in this critical moment?
As Count Rosscaiz’s irritation reached its liive it a shot”
“And you are…?”
A volunteer had appeared at last – yet Count Rosscaiz furrowed his eyes
The one who stepped forth was aleather armor with fiery crimson hair He looked to be in his ile as his physique was not burdened with , theaspect of this man was his equipment
While he had a stubby shortsword strapped at his hip, that was clearly a secondary weapon The main point of interest was the nificantly larger than a standard longbow Evidently, it was the primary weapon of this man
One could not help but think it was a rather odd weapon of choice for a one-on-one duel
At his words, Count Rosscaiz frowned and turned him down
“Tsk, buzz off”
“It’s a-okay as long as anyone goes, ya? Just give ive it a shot”
“How dare you, a ht’s bout?”
The other knights aligned themselves with the irritated Count Rosscaiz
“Know your place, mercenary Do you truly believe this is an enee a one-on-one duel with ato run aith your tail between your legs after flinging a couple of arrows? In that case, I’d rather you not go out in the first place”
The red-hairedand retorted, “It’s your loss Not ma problem, I dun’ have ta do this”
As he stepped back in line, one of the knights reported to Count Rosscaiz
“My Lord, I believe it would not be ideal to continue letting the enemy have their ith us”
“M us in a duel of honor is that he is confident in his personal fighting abilities Why should we allow the enees? We es?”
“The enee the flow of affairs to total war, it would eous for us”
“But at this rate, our morale will be…”
In truth, as more important to Count Rosscaiz was his own pride rather than his troops’ morale However, his vassal firmly repeated his assertion
“The enemy’s morale may have risen, but a 3-to-1 difference in forces is still quite significant If anything, the eneh one-on-ones before the battle begins in earnest”
“Mht had mentioned it, it did seem to be that way There was no reason for hih their own advantages
“Very well Order all units to advance at once We will crush them with our sheer power”
“Yes, understood”
The sound of a horn rang out over the plains, and the co the troops
“Form your ranks!”
“Forward march!”
“Raise your spears properly”
The force of 3000