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Chapter 568
Chapter 568
Why Don't You Play With Me for a Bit? (1)
Julien quickly spotted the 5th Legion of the Atrodean Army. They, too, were heading this way to link up with the 6th Legion.
There was no need for words. As always, Julien charged in alone and began massacring the enemy.
Slash!
Wе̂ b̃ňо̀ v̆ е̌ l̄ .Ê ṅ um а
"Keuaaaagh!"
One priest confidently rushed at him only to have his throat slit in an instant.
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Julien turned his head. Based on his experience, there was never just one priest.
But then...
Fwoooosh!
One priest was fleeing at an incredible speed, already having put a significant distance between them.
Е̇ ń u m а̊
It was none other than Placus, the man who had fled from the Ritania Kingdom.
The moment Placus laid eyes on Julien, he recognized him. And in the blink of an eye, he made his decision.
‘He's rumored to be on par with the Duke of Fenris. There's no way I can win this fight!’
Ever since the ordeal in Ritania, Placus had committed the portraits and details of every notable transcendent to memory.
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That information allowed him to make rational decisions.
‘Both Count Palantz and Count Balzac of Ritania were killed by the Duke of Fenris. And now I’m supposed to fight someone on his level? Nah, let someone like Lord Gartros handle this.’
Е nü ma
He rationalized it that way. He had briefly considered standing his ground, but no matter how he looked at it, it was impossible.
Besides, encountering the enemy here meant something had already gone terribly wrong. Their side was also significantly outnumbered.
It was far better to escape and report this situation.
Placus sprinted with everything he had, glancing back only for a brief moment to check.
‘See? I knew it!’
An allied priest had just been decapitated in a single stroke. Placus decided never to look back again.
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Like a true man, he resolved to run straight ahead without hesitation.
—
Count Poleno, commander of the 5th Legion, looked on in disbelief.
"T-This... What the hell...?"
They had been on their way to rendezvous with the 6th Legion, aiming to seize control of the enemy's supply line and intercept reinforcements.
But out of nowhere, they found themselves facing an army.
Ên̄ u_m̌á
At first, he hadn't been too concerned.
He had simply assumed they had been spotted by chance.
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Their numbers were smaller, but their side had transcendents, so he had been confident.
Then, one of the two priests who had been advancing suddenly veered off and started running away.
And it was the same priest who always acted cocky and dismissed the enemies as beneath him.
Still in shock, Poleno turned his gaze back just in time to see the remaining priest’s head fly off with almost laughable ease.
Wе b̃ n̈ о̊v е l Ën̆ ŭm̃à
Then, the massacre began.
Slash!
"Uaaargh!"
No one could stop the approaching figure. Every soldier who rushed forward was struck down one after another.
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Count Poleno, who should have been commanding, was already in a daze. He was so bewildered that he wasn't sure if he was dreaming.
Would strategy and tactics even matter in the face of such overwhelming power?
Еn̆ ùm̄ а
‘N-No. We can’t handle this. We need stronger transcendents. We need more troops.’
They had lost their transcendents too quickly. Their numbers were already too small; there was no way they could win without transcendents.
Thududududu!
When the enemy cavalry joined the assault, the 6th Legion of the Atrodean Army collapsed with almost laughable ease.
Count Poleno could do nothing but watch as his forces were slaughtered.
And before he knew it, a man had appeared before him.
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Just one look at that emotionless face, and he knew exactly who it was.
“Turian’s…”
Slash.
Before he could even finish his sentence, Julien’s sword severed Count Poleno’s neck.
With their commander dead, the remaining soldiers of the 5th Legion scattered in all directions, fleeing for their lives.
The battle ended almost too quickly. Thanks to the overwhelming force that was Julien, victory had been effortless.
W̃_еb ń o v̄ el̇ Е́nu̇ m a
To stop him, they would need far stronger transcendents and far more troops.
“Phew…”
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Julien let out a shallow sigh.
It was rare for him to sigh. He had pushed himself relentlessly, expending immense energy to minimize allied casualties.
In truth, his mana reserves had dropped significantly. But if there was one advantage he had, it was that such exhaustion never showed on the surface.
Julien glanced at Dark, who had grown noticeably bulkier, and asked,
W е b n ŏv е̊l̄_ .Ѐ n üm̈а
“Where’s Ghislain?”
“He’s on the move.”
“This side is taken care of. What do we do now?”
Dark closed his eyes and remained still for a moment. He was communicating with Ghislain through their shared consciousness.
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Soon, Dark whispered something to Julien.
Hearing Dark’s words, Julien gave a small nod.
Ẃ е̃b̊ň о̆v̊ e̊l Е nu m̊â
“I see. We’ll do as he says.”
After resting for a day, Julien and his troops began moving toward an unknown destination once more.
The commander of the 1st Legion of the Atrodean Army, Count Biphenbelt, was deep in thought.
“There’s been no routine contact.”
They had divided their legions to increase mobility, but in reality, each region was covered by two legions moving together.
The 5th and 6th Legions, the 7th and 8th Legions, and the 9th and 10th Legions—
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Each of these three groups spread out as widely as possible.
Their mission was to cut off enemy supply lines and intercept reinforcements.
Their hidden mission was to act on intelligence from spies, weakening the coalition army’s strength and morale.
“At first, everything was going according to plan…”
Not long ago, the 5th and 6th Legions, along with the 7th and 8th, had reported that they had annihilated two of the coalition’s legions.
But a considerable amount of time had passed since then. By now, they should have sent another update.
Even while on the move, he continuously sent messengers to report on the strategic situation. Even if there was no significant news, they were still dispatched.
Е n ǔṁа
Because of that, although there was some delay, he was able to grasp how things were progressing.
"But there's been no contact at all..."
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On the battlefield, information always arrived frustratingly late. That was why he had to make assumptions and judgments based on the current situation.
Count Biphenbelt, deep in thought, suddenly chuckled.
"They’ve fallen for it."
In truth, he had been waiting for the moment communication was cut off.
W̄ е b̃n.ōv̄ ël Ė n̈um̆ a
He had heard that the Duke of Fenris and the Prince of Turian had begun their pursuit. If they were indeed on the move, it was only natural for contact to be lost.
Count Biphenbelt couldn't suppress his laughter.
"At last, this strategy is coming together."
The battlefield where the Duke of Fenris and the Prince of Turian were headed was significantly distant from the main Ritania force on both sides.
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This was precisely the situation he had hoped for.
In fact, cutting off supply lines and blocking reinforcements had all been mere deception. He had deliberately misled the strategic objectives even using his own allies as bait.
W е̌ b̌ n ov̊ еl Ẽ_n ù ḿа
For Count Biphenbelt, the only thing that truly mattered was ensuring that those two individuals were far from the main force.
Because the real objective of this war was to isolate them and kill them.
That was why the remaining four legions had merely been waiting in other regions.
However, one mystery still remained.
"Why did three locations fall?"
There had been no word from the 9th and 10th Legions. Not only had there been no battle reports, but even the scheduled routine communications had stopped.
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Given the distance, neither the Duke of Fenris nor the Prince of Turian could have dealt with them. That meant these two legions had been handled by someone else.
But as far as he knew, apart from the Ritania army, the only other remaining force was the one led by Marquis Gideon of Turian.
"Marquis Gideon isn't a terrible commander, but..."
Without the Prince of Turian, Marquis Gideon alone couldn't possibly handle the combined strength of the 9th and 10th Legions.
‘Then who exactly had engaged them?’
Count Biphenbelt was once again lost in thought. His spies had never mentioned another force within the allied army.
E_n_um̃а̂ . i d̈
But what if, during the first battle, the Duke of Fenris had already uncovered the spy’s identity and initiated a counter-intelligence operation?
"If they figured it out that quickly... It means they were suspicious from the start."
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That was the most probable explanation. The 9th and 10th Legions must have been ensnared by a counterintelligence ploy and subsequently eliminated.
‘The problem was who had done it?’
"Could it be..."
A realization struck Count Biphenbelt.
Е̊ ṅ u ṁa ._ï d̊
"The Ritania army has moved!"
It had to be. The Ritania army was currently split into two divisions.
Even divided, their combat power was overwhelming. One of those divisions must have mobilized.
That meant that no matter which direction the Duke of Fenris moved, one force would still be free to engage.
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"In this situation, the best course of action is..."
Count Biphenbelt pondered for a long while before finally making a decision, a bold move that slightly altered the original strategy.
"Contact the remaining legions."
Е̄n um̀а
His orders were swiftly relayed.
"The 3rd Legion is to move to the area where the 5th and 6th Legions were stationed. Whether it’s the Duke of Fenris or the Prince of Turian, find them and stall for time. If you can kill them, do it."
"The 2nd and 4th Legions are to head where the 7th and 8th Legions were. The Duke of Fenris or the Prince of Turian will be there as well. Make sure to kill them."
"Contact the spies. Their cover has been blown, so they are to regroup with us."
Count Biphenbelt's eyes gleamed as he issued his final command.
"We strike the main Ritania army as quickly as possible."
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Originally, the 1st Legion under his command was supposed to move together with the 3rd Legion. His plan had been to ensure that either the Duke of Fenris or the Prince of Turian died.
However, strategy must always adapt to the circumstances.
"This is the best possible scenario among the ones we anticipated."
One of the two either the Duke of Fenris or the Prince of Turian, was bound to die. The pursuing troops alone wouldn’t be able to defeat two legions.
Each of the remaining main legions had at least four transcendents with them. During the campaign against the Kingdom of Grimwell, they had summoned priests from other regions as well.
Aiden and Leonard, who were with them, were also exceptionally powerful transcendents.
Eń um̆а̊
"No matter how strong the Duke of Fenris and the Prince of Turian are, they won’t be able to hold out against this force."
The same applied to the Ritania army. Though there were other known transcendents among them, if the army had split into two, their transcendents would have been divided as well.
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With their forces halved, they would stand no chance against Gartros and the priests, the strongest in this army.
The 1st Legion alone had six newly reinforced priests, including the most powerful among them Gatros himself.
Once they regrouped with the legion led by the spies, they would have the numerical advantage as well.
"That would eliminate half of Ritania’s forces. And either the Duke of Fenris or the Prince of Turian will fall."
Ё nu ḿa
With their forces reduced, they would no longer be able to fight back. Even in a head-on confrontation, victory was guaranteed.
The enemy had taken the bait perfectly. This was a battle they couldn't possibly lose.
They had to move before the pursuing enemy legions could regroup.
"Prepare at once! We march immediately!"
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From the 1st to the 4th Legion, all their forces were composed of elite cavalry. They were faster than any other unit.
Though they were positioned a fair distance from the battlefield to coordinate movements, they could arrive quickly at full speed.
Ӗn̄ ŭm̈а̄ . їd̃
It was also easy to predict where the stationary Ritania army’s stronghold was.
"The forces that moved were likely the ones stationed closer to the 9th and 10th Legions. That leaves only one place left."
Just as the four legions were about to set out according to his orders—
Suddenly, the space in front of Count Biphenbelt violently distorted.
"Hmm?"
"Watch out!"
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Gatros, standing beside him, stepped forward and extended his hand.
At that moment, someone emerged from the rift, radiating an immense surge of magical energy.
Kwaaaang!
The force of their clashing auras exploded outward. It was as if the energy had been deliberately aimed at the surroundings.
The transcendent priests effortlessly blocked the blast. The high-level knights, though pushed back by the impact, were not gravely injured.
However, the frailer strategists had no chance of surviving the sudden attack.
En u_m̊а
Splurt!
The unprotected strategists' bodies burst apart, killing them instantly.
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Gatros frowned. A young man had appeared, grinning from ear to ear.
"Who are you?"
"Ah, I’m Jerome. I handle operations for the Ritania army now, I’m an advisor to the Mage Corps."
For a brief moment, Jerome looked somber, but he quickly brightened up again. Best to forget unpleasant memories as soon as possible.
Ẇ ӗ b̄ nо_v̄ е̇ĺ Ën̂ ŭ m̄ â
The surrounding soldiers widened their eyes in shock. Just as they were about to march against the Ritania army, one of their mages appeared right in front of them.
Gartros sneered.
"Your level of magic is quite impressive. To use spatial magic like this…"
"I’m fairly skilled with magic, you see."
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"Quite confident, aren’t you? But you’ve chosen the wrong place to appear."
At Gartros’ signal, the knights escorted Count Biphenbelt far back.
Е n̄ um̈ а̌_
The remaining soldiers surrounded Jerome. Every mage in the 1st Legion began to release their mana, forming a magical barrier.
The six priests also unleashed their auras, stepping closer to Jerome.
Gartros grinned.
"Even the Duke of Fenris would die if he came here alone. Are you prepared to die?"
Jerome glanced around. Indeed, facing them all alone would be a death sentence.
But he hadn’t come here to die.
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Ziiing—!
Massive mana blades erupted from both of Jerome’s hands.
He smiled leisurely.
"It looks like you're in a hurry… Why don’t you play with me for a bit before you go?"
He really hadn’t come here to die.
Just to cause a little trouble.
W̆ е b̂ ṅ ŏv̇ еl̇ Ѐn û m̄а́
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