Chapter 148 (1/2)

Chapter 148: Hunting and Being Hunted

Anwen Village was famous for its delicacy Se in the entirety of Sleuweir At this current e was no longer as peaceful as it was

The fences used to keep out the wild beasts could not hinder the true beasts Under the concealhts entered their lands and a feast of bloodshed began in the little village

The guards and watchhtered ihts, the guards of the village, who only had the experience of challenging Ogres at most, didn’t even have the opportunity to sound the alare At 2:15, the ed out from their beds and their headless corpses were used to feed the wolves At the same time, their heads were used to drain the survivor’s will of retaliating against theed to the little square near the entrance of the village After the wohter began Perhaps not even a single young e was spared

There were people who tried to fight back, but against true warriors, the retaliation of the civilians was cohts were already elites of the combative Beastmen

At 3, the efficient executions had ended and the Wolf Knights had left Before leaving, they casually set the entire village afire, the paws of the wolves leaving bloodied pawprints in the snow The Wolf Knights splashed with blood were silent, but the burning re cries would be in their nightmares for years to come

They may have been hesitant at the very start, but it was already the fourth village they had destroyed in this week They took less than an hour froe Their conscience was already nuhter

This is war It is neither sacred nor justified The only thing that needed to be considered was hoin

The hts was to roadoth and attention of the other factions Even though their means were vile, it was effective

The Beastle expert in theircivilians People respected the fearless Knights who dared to charge towards the ons, but they would not respect a butcher who derived pleasure fro civilians

“Father, how did you fare in the ith the huenerals did you kill?”

“None, I only slaughtered a few thousand civilians”

Upon thinking about the question his children would ask hiht section, Akerli, was famous for his bravery in his tribe, he didn’t kno he should reply to this question

At this moment, he still smelled the stench of blood all over the place with his sensitive nose His child’s questioning of his doings had becohtmare and his soul felt worn out

For the Beast in battle in the midst of it was an unparalleled honor On the other hand, slaughtering the weak meant that the person did not possess mental fortitude Such a Warrior would be vieith contempt by his tribe and be rejected at the doors of the War God upon death

“This is an order fro to our homeland, this is for our justice!”

Justice, a narand flags often lay the bloodied hands of an executioner

He knew that he was just deceiving himself However, it was only with this excuse could he deceive his conscience and continue to slaughter

“The tea more and more silent Looks like I’ll have to look for a way to boost theirabout their “results” in slaughtering civilians Frohts, it was clear that they had not reached such a point yet

Even so, they did it without complaint After all, this ar, the evil war, the wonderful war, a war that could conceal all evil with a cloak of divinity

“AWOO AWOO AWOO!”

The howling of the wolves echoed in the distance That was a report fro as scouts Three consecutive howls meant that there were ene and the teah

Soon, they crossed a le and the “ene , but the two-handed swords in both of his hands were extre eous, but naive He is around the age ofSwordse of his own child, Akerli paused for a moment Then, he drew his thuhter all ene e For Equar’s beautiful future, you should go and accompany them… That’s weird, the sword looks familiar I seem to have seen it somewhere before”

There was no need for superfluous thoughts Since there was only a single adversary, the Wolf Knights used the Wave Charge Formation which they were the hts whosethe ene a team behind to assault the enemy whenever an opportunity arose Behind them, spears and nets were prepared to be thrown

Even the powerful Griffin Knights could be killed in an instant facing the Wolf Knights In the eyes of the Knights, the fearless youngthe deadly assault of the Wolf Knights, the young man simply chuckled and a hint of brutality could be sensed from his smile That familiar smile reminded Akerli of where he saw the sword

“Oh! Isn’t he the hue? Sword Ki? He is a Sword Saint! …That sword? Could that be Roland Sacred Sword? Holy Knight Roland?”

These were the final thoughts that flashed through Akerli’s mind The snohite sword flashed across the snow and the flying Sword Ki started to reap the lives of others A cold sensation on the necks and the Wolf Knight Captain felt his vision starting to slant as his head fell onto the snowy ground

The final sight burned into his eyes was the silver chain the swords in both of his hands, a single Wolf Knight dying with every single hts were devoid of the strength to resist the enemy They were like frail chicks who had o in front of that sculpture was occurring to them at this instant

“The murderer is often murdered Such an irony…”

At the first face-off, the Knights of the Kara Tribe lost their head As a er had to worry about how he should explain his actions to his own child