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Episode 145. Multilingual
Even in an atmosphere that had already become chaotic, my mind began to calmly assess the situation.
Demons and savages are coming.
A one-armed demon that commands them and unilaterally sweeps away soldiers.
Although it seemed like he was swinging his attacks indiscriminately, the command of the 'one-armed demon' was indeed effective.
Using the special ability called 'radiation', he scattered his magic and skillfully controlled the unintelligent demons.
In addition, demons were placed in appropriate locations wherever there was a gap.
'At this rate, it seems like it'll be impossible to defeat the one-armed demon.'
The number of demons is just too great.
It was nearly impossible to get through them and kill the 'one-armed demon'.
'We need guys who can capture the rest of the junk demons.'
I have no choice but to sort this situation out.
'I'll be able to somehow overcome what happens in the future, so let's just think about the present.'
With that resolve, I cut down the rushing demon with one blow, threw my hood back, and sprayed my aura in all directions.
As my hair and face were revealed, the eyes of the soldiers who were trembling in fear began to focus on me.
It's the same with demons.
– “Kurururuk……”
One-armed demon.
The guy started to show signs of 'fear' as if his memories of fighting with me were coming back to him.
The 'magic' that held it was scattered around, and other demons began to sympathize with it.
“Rise and take up your weapons!”
Have you ever shouted this loudly before?
Fortunately, the loud voice was enough for all the soldiers struggling inside the first gate to hear.
“From now on, this scene will be commanded by the Imperial Agency, Yurian Kraiphat Frasson with closed eyes!”
I know that too.
If it were 'Yurien', I wouldn't know, but as someone who has lived in reality, it would be awkward for me to step forward and lead these people in this situation.
I know it's hard to encourage those who are very timid.
'But fear is also an emotion.'
Since every emotion has a direction, if only we could know the direction it is heading.
'I guess I can control it somehow.'
〈Color of Negation〉
“Listen, you who have laid down your weapons in fear, you who wish to flee!”
Coercive oppression through fear and force, not rule by justice.
I know full well that there are ways to control a chaotic and confusing scene.
Because I used it often while acting as 'Yurien'.
“From now on, anyone who does not join me in battle will be judged immediately in the name of the Imperial Family.”
***
It's easy to guess what will happen if Yurian shows up here.
Perhaps the secretary's office could be held accountable for this matter.
Why did he go all the way to the North without even reporting to them? Or, did he have political influence on the 'closed eyes' who were supposed to remain neutral?
The House of Lords may also take up this issue, and we don't know what they might do.
That's exactly what they would want if they wanted Yulian to fall.
'It's difficult.'
Even his master, Haydn Reich, has now betrayed him.
She also knows very well that the evaluation of the 'Disciples of the Sword' is at rock bottom.
In the meantime, 'Yurien' appears on the northern front without permission?
The ratings will drop even further.
Still.
“You, Sir Yulian.”
“A genius in demon hunting…….”
“How can the smiling executioner of the imperial family be in this place……?”
Her worries were put to rest by the appearance of Yurian, and her fear of the 'Demon' turned into anticipation for the 'Laughing Squad'.
The reason it was possible was probably thanks to the brilliant achievements made on the 'Northern Front' at one time.
“Kal'Drak and the Wedges have abandoned you. But that doesn't mean you will die here. Those who do, I will kill them myself.”
As Yurian raised his sword, the frosty moon sword glowed once, showing off its presence.
As if the social sanctions imposed on him for showing up in this place could no longer bind him.
He shouted proudly.
“If you are afraid to face the demon, then at least stand still. You are the bait so that I can kill the leader of the demons.”
Although it was a statement that went against humanity, Yurian's words began to have strong trust in him.
“If I just hold on… are you saying that you’ll kill that triangle demon?”
“Hold on tight! Everyone, hold your ground!”
Linnaeus was dumbfounded.
It's not like, 'Protect with your life,' or anything like an emotional appeal, but, 'Die for yourself,' and I feel so hopeful about that.
But, to some extent, I could understand it.
Up until now, his actions have been 'reckless' and 'the devil wearing a hat's hat' itself.
Having such a demon on their side would be a tremendous psychological relief to the ordinary soldiers.
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“Good. Seeing you all so energetic makes me feel a little better.”
Yulian looked at them for a moment and smiled.
Although the numerical disadvantage was clear.
Judging by his subtle smile, it seems he thought the soldiers would be able to overcome this situation.
It's natural to think that way.
The moment Yurian appeared, the other demons and savages, including the 'One-Armed Demon', began to hesitate.
Was it the thick smell of blood coming from his body that stopped them?
“Sword.”
The soldiers adjust their postures as Yurian speaks.
One thing for sure, Linne thought, was that the smell of blood that those demons feared would only grow stronger from today onwards.
***
'Your leadership skills are truly amazing.'
Zahat could feel the mood on the battlefield changing, and was secretly impressed by Yurian for creating this situation.
He also had experience serving as a commander on the Northern Front.
Because of that, I know that it is impossible to pursue soldiers in a lost battle.
'After drawing everyone's attention by revealing himself once, he left his mark on them.'
Through this, he made it clear to the soldiers that they were fighting alongside 'Yurien'.
Thanks to this, the situation at the gate, which had been seemingly collapsing, began to worsen.
“Wow!!”
– “Kurururuk……”
The soldiers on the Northern Front were also veterans who had experience fighting demons.
As soon as I found a center that could hold onto my spirit that was on the verge of collapse, I began to hold on well as if I had never wavered.
'But… … . We're still at a disadvantage.'
Since the start was so bad, Zahat thought that this situation would not last long.
Right now, it's just a temporary appearance due to a simple increase in fraud, but the instinctive fear is inevitable.
But Yurian, he has fixed the situation that was broken like this.
'The rest is ours.'
– “Klaraaaaaaah!”
Crunch──!
Zahat, who had cut down the approaching demon with one blow, concentrated his mind and began to scatter his aura in all directions.
The target you are looking for is, of course, the demon that brought you here.
'Where are you, Rajid?'
Dealing with the commander first in battle is a basic rule.
Although his selfishness was greatly increased, Zahat began to pursue the one-armed demon.
'Found it.'
When the target was captured by his ability, 'Aura Sonar', Zahat quickly kicked the ground.
A few demons rushed to block his path, but it wasn't difficult to cut them down.
– “Crrrrr?”
The one-armed demon, who had been keeping an eye on Yurian, turned his gaze in that direction when he realized that someone was approaching him.
– “Ah, father… right?”
Same voice as before.
He was a 'one-armed demon' who muttered while looking at himself.
Ugh.
Zahat, who had clenched his teeth, did not stop this time.
Phew──!
Let's put our swords into his shoulders.
– “Ugh, kuaaaaaaah!”
The one-armed demon waved its hand to push Zahat away with a loud scream, but was unable to reach him.
He noticed it right away, so he spun around in the air with the sword still sheathed, and then put his weight on the handle.
Kwajijik──!
Zahat, who succeeded in his attack, kicked the one-armed demon's remaining arm with his foot and gained some distance.
– “Kurururuk……”
The one-armed demon glared at Zahat, bleeding like viscous blood.
If I hadn't been keeping an eye on Yurian, I would have noticed Zahat approaching right away.
The command of demons and barbarians and the tantrums of soldiers.
The appearance of Yurian, who brought him close to death, caused the one-armed demon to let its guard down.
“Rajid, you…….”
The words he should have said then… …, Zahat had no choice but to say them.
“You lack the skills to be a knight.”
Those words that became a grudge because I couldn't say them in advance.
“I’m sorry, if only I had told you earlier, you wouldn’t have been taken advantage of by the parasitic demon.”
In the end, he criticizes his own negligence that put his son in this situation.
“So, here…….”
– “Did you think I didn’t know?”
Zahat was taken aback by the person's clear speech.
– “Did you think I wouldn’t have felt that gaze?”
Zahat felt a chill run down his spine as he felt that he was speaking as Rajid, not as a demon.
***
The appearance of 'Yurien' certainly captivated the soldiers.
As the 'wedges' began to fill the void instead of joining the fight, the soldiers quickly took up a defensive stance and began to counterattack the demons instead.
“Stab here!”
“I don’t know about anything else, but we have to block the gate! If we break through there, there’s no answer!”
Even so, the situation did not completely improve.
If Kaldrak and his men had joined the fight, it seemed possible to stop them and even completely destroy them, but they were still just watching the situation.
'furthermore.'
In addition to demons, there were also northern barbarians here.
Naturally, there was a separate commander to command the 'savages'.
The savages who had stored up magic energy in their bodies through magic food were affected by the 'radiation' characteristic used by the 'one-armed demon'.
'It seems that he is more influenced by the commander's orders.'
– “Kakrak, Kuna! Martani!”
Surprisingly, in this chaotic situation, 'Yurien's' body was able to clearly recognize the barbarian commander's voice.
Barbarians who converse and speak in their own language, not the common language of the continent.
After overhearing their conversation, I immediately gave orders to my soldiers.
“You don’t need to block the gate, just light the western watchtower.”
“Ma, are you talking about setting fire to the watchtower?”
"yes."
Among the soldiers, one who seemed to be of relatively high rank looked at my face and nodded.
Although his expression showed that he did not understand English, he shouted urgently.
“Burn the western watchtower! Quickly!”
Along with his voice, other soldiers also started to light fires on the watchtower with puzzled expressions.
The face of the commander leading the barbarians distorted as he saw the watchtower beginning to burn brightly.
– “Ilanya, Kuna! Hetana!”
There is something about the expression on their face that makes them feel dissatisfied, but it seems like they still have a plan. The savages start communicating in their own language.
“It looks like you’re planning to climb up the fence this time. Is there any way to burn the western fence?”
“Yes? Oh… there is. Just in case the demons can come over, I put some explosives in there….”
“Now is the perfect moment.”
Smiling, he told the soldier to activate the device now, and he nodded awkwardly.
After that.
Kwakwakwakwang──!
The barricade was pulled out with a loud explosion, scattering the savages who had tried to use it as a support into the air.
Thanks to this, the soldiers were able to deal only with demons, and the formation began to become more rigid.
“Ugh, ugh……. I feel a lot more comfortable.”
“I don’t see any savages. Did they run away?”
“Oh, no. It’s just like that!”
The soldiers, sensing that the battle situation was gradually improving, sighed in relief and looked around.
In the midst of all this, my eyes met with the savage's commander.
He looked at me in disbelief.
– “Bbppun Ponnimmya Cheom Ma Goborim……?”
A conversation to myself asking if you can understand what I'm saying.
There are so many different types of people in the world.
There are probably people who have hit their heads several times trying to understand the language contained in such games.
I started to open my mouth so that the savage commander could see.
At this distance, you should be able to tell by reading, right?
“Durak.”
"……yes?"
One of the surrounding soldiers questioned the barbarian's words, but paid no attention to them.
Fortunately, the barbarian commander seemed to notice.
The guy with his eyes wide open was looking at me as if he was going to tear me apart.
'Durak'.
It means 'cripple' in the language of the barbarians.