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The soldiers of Langso and the Republic could not believe their ears.
But no one dared point a sword or spear at Valencian.
The mana energy flowing from the Grand Duke of Mangnani was binding all the people in the area.
It seemed as if golden mist was spreading out in a row.
The soldier gritted his teeth and tried to glare at Valencian.
A height that is at least a head taller than the average person, a captivating appearance that seems like an angel of the evil god descending from heaven, a flashy uniform, and an air that is utterly inhuman.
“Ugh!”
He tried to show his teeth, but the Dragon Blood Emperor glared at the soldier with his pupils turned vertically like a snake.
Saaaaah.
The soldiers who could not endure the murderous intent sent on Mana sat down or retreated step by step.
However, General Benoit still stood there, his face slightly pale.
“You run wild like a rascal, relying only on the power you inherited through blood.”
Valencian looked down at Benois with a sneer.
“I risked my life. You should have done the same.”
“Do you believe in the power of mana? To the point where you two can stand before thousands of troops? How absurdly arrogant.”
Valencian brought only one attendant, Tentia.
And he wasn't wearing any mechanical armor, just platinum armor.
But neither Tentia nor Valencian flinched in the least.
“You’re the arrogant one, General. Did you plan on taking down the Sword Expert with a bunch of idiots who can’t even handle mana?”
Benoit raised his head.
“Miscellaneous? I hope you won’t regret that. Do you have the courage to challenge the Republic? I’ll give you a chance.”
There was also a large open space inside the camp of the Republic of Langso.
It was as wide as a knight's training ground and as long as a rifleman's shooting range.
Valencian glanced at Tentia, who lowered her veil and showed her confidence.
“Just leave it to me, Your Majesty.”
Valencian and Eric stood side by side at the edge of the clearing, while Benoit stood a little way off, surrounded by his officers and guards.
It was common for a 'high-ranking person' like Valencian to move around enemy territory for negotiations, maneuvering, and diplomacy, so he felt no awkwardness at all.
Instead, she simply stole everyone's attention with a languid smile on her red lips.
“Eric. Can I stay here?”
“I am also a diplomat with an official diplomatic mission. This is my job.”
“I didn’t know General Benoit could be this foolish.”
“Me too.”
"huh?"
Eric's voice trembled, and Valencian listened.
“He is an arrogant general, but he is not an incompetent general. He has fought against many of Doroisen’s sword users and experts.”
"then."
“Yes. They will probably try to use Your Majesty’s provocation to their advantage. They will probably try to boost morale by showing the Republic Army defeating the Imperial Knights.”
“There’s quite a bit of distribution.”
Valencian smiled slyly, and Eric sighed deeply.
“I expected Your Majesty to come riding that airship, with dozens of knights at your side. Isn’t that what a sense of intimidation is?”
Valencian smiled faintly and then shook his head slightly.
“No, Eric. No, that’s not true. That’s what intimidation is.”
* * *
From one side of the empty lot, Tentia came out riding a horse.
Her hand movements as she pulled the reins were light, as if she had just stepped out for a moment, her platinum armor shone brightly in the winter sunlight, and her red cloak fluttered like her mana blade.
“His Highness the Duke of Valencian, I am Tentiara!”
Her voice was so powerful that it could be heard throughout the clearing and by the thousands of people gathered around it.
She put back on the helmet she had once taken down, and showed a manly look in her eyes, full of courage and determination.
“Today you will realize the power and bravery of the Imperial Knights!”
On the other side of the open space, about 100 Republican soldiers came out.
They wore three-colored coats over their breastplates, and occasionally held up poles with metal wings instead of spear blades.
If one person fought against a hundred people, it was natural that one person would be at a disadvantage, but no one present showed any embarrassment about that fact.
It was a world where one knight was stronger than a thousand regular soldiers.
If I had sent out about 10 people, Tentia would have been asking if I was ignoring her.
So I frowned for reasons other than numbers.
“I feel anxious.”
No matter how much you warn against bloodline ideology and value equality for all people, I never thought there would be no knights in the military.
The elite soldiers trained day and night were exchanged for regular soldiers at a rate of about 1 to 10.
Sword users were at odds of 1 vs. 100, and knights who were sword experts were at odds of 1 vs. 1,000 or more.
That was before armor was developed, so I don't know what will happen now.
Both wizards and knights are races created from blood.
If they were not used because of the principle of universal equality, it was questionable how the national system had been maintained until now.
If you keep pounding on the enemy knights by the thousands, you will eventually be able to catch them.
But a country that wasted its youth in such a way was destined to eventually perish.
However, the Republic of Langso and the surrounding republics were increasing rather than decreasing.
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After fighting the swordsman-infested Doroisen for hundreds of years, it was clear that something was up.
The problem was that neither I nor Sir Tentia knew what that 'what' was.
I frowned in utter despair.
“King Tentia-.”
At the same time the trumpet sounded.
Phew-!
Waaaaah-!
With a shout, an officer standing among 100 Republican soldiers raised the cross on his chest.
Sir Tentia seemed flustered and hurriedly aimed his spear.
At the same time, the officer began to sing a hymn.
“Our light. Grant eternal grace to the comrades of the revolution.”
Wooooow-!
A pale white light rose from the cross.
crazy.
A soft divine power spread from the officer's cross to the surrounding wing poles.
The winged pole that received the divine power also spread the divine power to the soldiers around it.
The soldiers' eyes lit up, their limbs gained strength, and their awkward postures transformed into those of warriors.
It was something I was studying with Jin at the Academy's Department of Theology at the request of Saint Matthew, not at all.
Sharing and amplifying divine power.
I blurted it out reflexively.
“That’s a total heresy.”
Even the saints were unable to do so due to political burdens and doctrinal interpretation issues, so it was impossible for the bishops of the Republic of Langso and the like to push it forward.
But at the same time, a thought crossed my mind.
'God is not something to be believed in, but something to be known. There are heresies, but no pseudo-religions.'
'Church members outside the empire insist on the autonomy of each church and sometimes pursue extreme policies.'
At that time, it was the words of Pope Argos, who was the Bishop of Hongi.
If it was truly a cult, there was no way the divine power would have descended.
There was something that Mateos told me indirectly.
'The problem was not the idea of sharing itself, but the attempt to use it to raise private soldiers to increase power or to mass-produce sacred relics to make money.'
in other words.
If they are truly using divine power for the equality of all people.
Even if we mass-produce holy relics and create new prayers.
It meant that it was not a sin worthy of divine punishment.
I glared at Eric, intending to split his head open for not telling him that.
How did you interpret my gaze, he said urgently.
“Your Highness, that officer is called Daniel. He is known for his deep faith and for training his soldiers well. The prayers he often uses are the Prayer of the Warrior of Light and the Prayer of the Light of Exorcism.”
The tone was that it was only natural to fight like this.
I let out a deep sigh.
I was not in a position where ignorance was an excuse for my inaction.
I felt guilty for throwing Lord Tentia into danger.
Now I had no choice but to trust her.
* * *
Tentia was startled to see the divine power rising from the enemy lines, but quickly regained her composure.
She had also fought dozens of knights.
'Your Highness, do not worry. I will offer you victory.'
She raised one hand as she passed Valencian.
Valencianus took the gesture as a gesture of resentment.
'I want to roll around on the floor. It's so embarrassing. Sir. I'm sorry.'
Tentia lowered her visor, placed her spear under her armpit and aimed it firmly forward, then raised her Mana Blade and wrapped it around the tip of the spear.
Tsk tsk tsk!
A red aura enveloped the blade and circled the spear shaft.
“Knight of the Empire! Today I will see your blood!”
“Let’s bring that evil bloodline down!”
“Under the tricolor flag, advance! Advance again!”
“Fight as one.”
Tentia thought as she listened to their cries.
'What does it mean to follow His Majesty Valen? It's been hard and fraught with many difficulties.'
Kuk.
Strength entered the hand holding the spear.
'Suffering gave me strength and enlightenment. Strength was something I wanted, and enlightenment was something I didn't want.'
Whaaaaaaaaaa! Whaaaaaaaaaa! Whaaaaaaaaaa!
Arrows and crossbows enhanced with divine power flew and rained down on Tentia's platinum plate armor.
earth!
The thick tip struck the helmet hard and flew out, and the iron ball the size of a quail egg struck the breastplate squarely.
'But worrying didn't give me anything. The more I did it, the more it grew.'
The platinum armor reinforced with the spell circuit withstood the physical impact, but the divine power seeped through the armor, causing Tentia to feel as if her body was on fire.
puck!
The arrow pierced the horse's shoulder.
The horse fell down with a scream, and Tentia jumped down without hesitation, performing a falling technique.
“Phew.”
Whaaaaaaaaaa! Whaaaaaaaaaa! Whaaaaaaaaaa!
A shower of shining arrows and stones came down.
In front of me, shining shields and long spears were lined up like hedgehogs, and beyond them, there were soldiers who looked like knights, holding shields and one-handed swords.
'It was a mistake to try to make a pun in an un-knightly way.'
Tentia laughed fiercely and took each step forward.
'I just wasted my mana.'
He threw away the useless spear, took out his sword, and struck the arrow.
Just because he was a knight, it didn't mean he would just charge around like a madman.
The best fights were those where you aimed for the right place at the right time and finished it off with one blow.
Whaaaaaaaaaa! Whaaaaaaaaaa! Whaaaaaaaaaa!
Naturally, the opponent rained down stones and arrows just like before.
If you show fear, your opponent will become braver, so you must not show fear even when getting rained down with arrows and spells, and that is why knights must be simple and ignorant.
'Ignorance is bliss,' he said.
Tentia raised one hand to cover the front of her armor and stared at the soldiers reciting spells like a battle priest.
“Judge with fire!”
Eight soldiers raised their ring-shaped hammers.
A long stream of white flame shot out from the hammer, obscuring the soldiers' vision for an instant.
'Does it mean that you have to be ignorant to be brave?'
At that moment, Tentia burst into flames and kicked the ground.
“Ha-hahahaha!”
earth!
The ground was dug deep, the wind was split, and red waves of mana blades appeared in the sky.
'If one thing is clear, it is that you need a brave knight.'
One of Tentia's hands held the bottom of the sword's handle, while the other hand held the large gem at the end of the handle.
Tsukaaaaak!
A sticky red wave rose and the white flame split in half.
thud!
She ran like an arrow, and planted her left foot firmly like a thousand-year-old tree in front of the shield wall.
The soldiers, who knew that they would come at any moment, swung their spears that were imbued with divine power, but the spear blades barely cut through the air.
“Huh?”
“Idiot, that thing!”
"shit!"
The experienced soldiers sighed as they watched Tentia's premonitions, and Commander Daniel urgently prayed for a thousand years of protection.
Squeak!
Tentia raised her sword as if drawing out a wave.
Tsukakakak-!
A red wave shot out from the sword.
It was the season of Doroisen, Mana Blast.
bang!
A terrible explosion rang out, and the shield wall and the soldiers behind it rolled to the ground.
A red haze rippled over Tentia's white armor.
“That evil bloodline guy is trying to kill us all!”
“The evil, bloodthirsty ones are trying to kill us all!”
A cold sneer escaped from within her faceplate, and soon swords and steel fists danced.
Looking at that sight, Eric made up his mind again.
'We can't have an all-out war.'