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Tentia drove the wyvern all night long to a mid-sized city in Instrumentum, and returned after sending a messenger to Jerilis.
“I have entrusted it to a bird of prey that can ride the wind for a week once it flies. It will arrive safely at the palace.”
Valencian took Julia hostage and wandered through the mountains in search of the entrance to the abandoned mines.
The mine had dozens of entrances, but most of them had long since collapsed and disappeared.
“Your Majesty, you truly are a man who does not know honor, as befitting the title of a scoundrel. How can you treat the swordsman and crown prince of the kingdom like this?”
“You won’t be able to get any appreciation from someone who doesn’t know honor by calling them dishonorable. If you’ve recovered enough to move your mouth, how about getting off the machine operator’s arm?”
“… … My legs still don’t move very well. You didn’t cut my tendons, did you?”
“If I did that, the Crown Prince who had lost his sight would have rushed at me. I have no intention of taking that risk. That’s why I took the hostage. If you stay still, I don’t intend to kill you. If I go back and apply some potions, you’ll get better right away. So please stay still.”
Tentia, Sereraji, the two machine knights, and Marcus wandered the mountain all day.
“Did you find it?”
“Today is another waste of time.”
“Why don’t we just find the place where they come out at night?”
“They’re dangerous, but they don’t come out of mines. They’re buried underground and crawl out. They’re like vegetables buried underground.”
“What kind of metaphor is that?”
“Oh, I caught a mountain goat today. It was sleeping in its cave, and when I came in, it tried to attack me.”
“Are you okay?”
“I hit him in the forehead and he died.”
The poor demons were dying in droves, Philios aged by twenty years in a matter of days, and Marcus spent his nights cursing and grafting crystal shards into Tentia's mechanical armor.
“I lost three fingernails!”
On the fifth day, Tentia screamed so loudly that the mountain shook.
“Your Majesty Valen!”
"stomach?"
Her voice came not from the valley where the mines were, but from the side of a rocky mountain.
Valencianus pushed his way through the thorns and, supporting the lying Sererazie, climbed up the mountainside.
Behind the excited Tentia, the entrance still stood tall, unbroken.
The tunnel was supported by pillars made of rust-free iron, and blue crystals rose up here and there.
He said as he approached the large stone monument near the entrance to Marcus.
“It seems that this is the only one that survived the landslide, Your Majesty. This is a map. The mines always make these. The essence you are looking for is probably in the deepest part.”
He brushed away the dust that had accumulated on the stone, revealing a map carved into the rock, like an anthill.
Valencian breathed a sigh of relief after guessing how deep the tunnel was.
'As expected, it looks like we've found the main body of the meteorite. It's not buried that deep, so it's shallow, but there are a lot of branch holes. If there's no fighting, we should be able to get to the bottom in a few hours.'
He decided to jump right in.
“Sister, sir. Right now-.”
Phew-!
Then a violent trumpet sound shook the entire valley.
Valencian knew from experience that it was the trumpet of the Dorois kingdom.
“What the heck! Why now!”
He looked down into the valley, his fists clenched as if in a fit.
Chuck, chuck, chuck, chuck.
An army of at least three thousand men marched into the basin, keeping pace.
Since it was not a surprisingly long distance in a straight line, Valencianus was able to confirm their emblem.
'Those are all the articles… … You ended up getting kidnapped.'
Behind the shield a banner of two crossed swords was waving.
That meant the procession of Ensis, the sword king of Doroisen.
Valencian took a slow, deep breath.
'I know it's not my condition anymore, but can I hold out?'
A deep shiver rose from my heart.
Contrary to plan, the situation was such that sufficient correction decisions had not yet been collected, nor had the main body been found.
But he gave firm instructions.
“Marcus, Sister Cerera. Go down and destroy the main body of the meteor. Don’t let it fall into Ensis’ hands.”
And then, he continued, his voice cracking.
I couldn't have survived without Tentia, but Tentia was someone who shouldn't have died here.
“Kyung-eun… … Prepare the wyvern. It can leave at any time-.”
Tentia shook her head firmly, and Valencian sighed deeply, as he had expected.
"kyung……."
In that sigh, ten thousand conflicting emotions were mixed.
Tentia said, pressing down on her helmet.
“Leave this to me and go first.”
“You can’t win.”
Valencianus tried to dissuade Tentia until the end, and Tentia laughed triumphantly.
“If Your Majesty comes out before I die, we will have won. Are you not sure?”
* * *
His long, silky, black hair, as glossy as a crow, was left to flow naturally, his eyes, as blue and clear as a lake, were constantly scanning his surroundings, taking in the geographic features of the area, and his lean, sturdy figure was that of a man in his twenties.
He became a sword master, gained eternal youth and a perfect body, and was called the Sword King by the people of the world.
King of the mighty nation of Doroisen, Ensis, was clad in a full body plate armor that covered his tall figure without any gaps.
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Considering that many swordsmen would rather fight with just their sword than wear armor, it was a very thoughtful move for a man called the Sword King.
Chuck, chuck, chuck, chuck.
He entered the camp of Crown Prince Philios with his knights and swordsmen.
“… … .”
He frowned at the sight of the camp destroyed by Valencian's fire, recalled the contents of the messenger's letter, and immediately called over the crown prince's knights and reprimanded them.
“The gentlemen have allowed the crown prince to act in a way that is unbecoming of a crown prince. The one who is supposed to inherit my position is neglecting his duties by indulging in women.”
“I am sorry, Your Majesty.”
“It is our fault, Your Majesty.”
Those knights were knights who swore loyalty to Philios, not Ensis, and in a feudal system, a vassal of a vassal, that is, a traitor, was not my people, but the king who ruled the kingdom for 260 years had god-like authority.
'Inherit the seat?'
'Aren't you the kind of person who will still be sitting there in 100 years?'
Among the knights of Philios, there were some who secretly expressed such a twisted sentiment.
Even those articles couldn't bring themselves to think of rebelling.
Ensis was king of Doroisen even before they were born, even before their father was born.
Betraying the king he had served for four or five generations was something unimaginable to a knight.
“Philios comes to see His Majesty the Father.”
The rough-looking man with a short beard, short hair, and dark eyes seemed to have aged twenty years in the past few days.
He showed no reaction even when he saw my knights kneeling before my father.
Ensis looked the same when Philios was 10 or when he was 80.
The immutable sword king.
Ensis was such a being.
Ensis looked down at Philios from his horse.
“Philios. What did I say? A king must put aside personal feelings and devote himself to his country and his people.”
“I’m sorry, Your Majesty.”
It was quite a strange sight to see a man who looked to be in his 20s scolding a man who looked to be in his 40s.
“Aren’t you close to eighty now? I became a sword master when I was your age and fought against the Empire.”
“The boy was immoral.”
However, since the content was a perfect theory derived from experience, no one dared to refute it.
Just as Ensis was about to open his mouth to say something again, someone walked out alone from the other side of the basin.
“King Ensis of Doroisen, receive the message of His Majesty Valencianus, ambassador of the Holy Emperor of the Soletaras Empire!”
She was wearing a special armor that seemed to be a combination of the mechanical armor of the Iron Lord Marcus and platinum plate gloves.
The sunlight shattered against the elegant milky white background, the geometric red patterns had something that was overwhelming to the viewer, and the red silk string flowing down behind the helmet naturally stole the gaze.
“This is historically and administratively an Imperial territory, and the Empire has defined your actions as an invasion. I hereby inform you that if you do not leave immediately, we may resort to force.”
Even his voice was dignified, and his confident gait showed no hint of hesitation or fear.
Ensis and Philios groaned for different reasons.
“There was a knight like that in Soletaras too.”
Ensis's groan was both a sign of satisfaction with her knightly demeanor and a disappointment with her son, who seemed to be lesser than a mere knight of Soletaras.
'You're going to stop His Majesty the Father alone? After all, I couldn't defeat you either? Are you planning to commit suicide?'
Philios's groan was a sign of bewilderment at knowing just how skilled Tentia was.
In the midst of an awkward silence, the renowned knight of Doroisen, known as the 'King's Spearhead', shouted.
“Then try using force!”
Laughter began to erupt among Doroisen's soldiers.
“Hahahaha.”
“Yeah. Can that really be true?”
“I will spare your life, so go back and tell your lord! Challenges are always welcome!”
They had no intention of pursuing her seriously even if Tentia said something like, "Let's just wait and see" and ran away.
It was a courageous thing to stand alone before three thousand troops, hundreds of swordsmen, and over a hundred knights, and Doroisen always praised those who were courageous.
But what if there was something they didn't know?
“His Majesty Valencian’s knight! I am Tentiara!”
Tentia was a knight who lived more deeply in chivalry than them.
Knock, knock!
Her steps were light despite the heavy armor she wore, and she ran as if she was sprinting along the ground, without the slightest hint of fear or arrogance.
As the red silk ribbon flowing behind the helmet flapped in a fluttering manner, Ensis recalled the name from Sejak's report.
'The scoundrel, Hwang Hyung, and his enemy knight.'
He raised one hand and bit the crossbowmen, tied his black hair together, and wore a navy helmet.
“The king of Doroisen, Ensis!”
He leapt down from his horse, replacing his lance with a longsword.
'How many people have challenged me?'
Saaaaah-.
A blue aura blade shimmered from the Sword King's sword, and a red mana blade blazed from the Red Knight's sword.
The two of them drew close and raised their swords at the same time.
wickedness-!
We crossed once.
bang!
The next moment, a red shockwave flooded the basin.
* * *
It was a single blow.
The special armor, which seemed to shake the earth's axis just by its size, began to sway as if it would collapse at any moment, and the red mana blade that had been rippling like a sea of blood was shattered into pieces.
Tentia staggered for a while, then barely managed to regain her balance and pulled out the Mana Blade again.
Saaaaah-!
The momentum was still strong, but there were some cracks and shaking as it had been pulled out immediately after being forcibly broken once.
The Sword King looked back indifferently and said.
“As a knight and a king, I do not wish to kill a knight like you. If you step back now, I would like to spare your life.”
“It’s a nice offer, but no knights are taking it up.”
“Wow, that’s great. Won’t you be loyal to me?”
It was a tone that sounded genuinely harsh.
But Tentia smiled bitterly and refused.
“Do you need a knight who changes his lord because he values his life and is afraid of death?”
"her."
Ensis let out a gasp, and Tentia continued speaking.
“Also, I heard your true identity from my master. My master is called a scoundrel by the whole world, but at least he does not act hypocritically towards the world and deceive people. Even if I have to die, I will not serve someone like you.”
"……deception?"
For the first time, anger was mixed in Ensis' voice.
Tentia laughed cheerfully and shouted so loudly that it resonated throughout the basin.
“If I am wrong, take off that armor right now and expose yourself to the sunlight of the God of Light. You will never be able to do that!”
Beneath the helmet, Ensis' blue eyes sank coldly.
“If you refuse my mercy, I will give you rest.”
The next moment, the Auror Blade danced sharply.