Compared to how the Pershion Kingdomâs western and southern regions suffered damage from the chaos of the war, the situation at the northeastern region was on a bit better side.
But even so, it wasnât always a peaceful place either.
This was because various monsters thrived around the widely spread forest.
Due to that, Pershion Kingdom had a separate regional troop that undertook monster subjugation.
But with the Byron and Istel Kingdomâs invasion, the regional commanders who oversaw the monster subjugation were all transferred to the front line and a gap was created.
Through that gap, the monsters were attacking the northeastern regionâs villages.
This was the very false situation that Prince Reitas Pershion convinced Prince Manus Pershion of.
âItâs over the hill on the right, sir.â
Baron Baites Inges spoke with a slightly nervous look.
He didnât particularly say what was there.
Since either way, Reitas would also know.
Clop. Clop.
The sound of horse hooves rode the northern wind and spread.
About twenty knights followed Reitas and Baitesâ back.
âHhm.â
Reitas, who climbed up onto the hill, leaked out a quiet groan.
Even though it was something he had already resolved himself plenty for, the sight that spread out beyond the hill stabbed his eyes and tore through his heart.
âManusâ¦â¦â
The corpse lying face down on the ground.
Although there were several corpses next to it, Reitas was instantly able to recognize Manus.
He slowly went down to the bottom of the hill.
His gaze was stuck on Manusâ back.
Clank.
Getting down from his horse, he moved his feet.
A slightly distanced spot from Manus.
He couldnât go closer than that.
âManus.â
The end of his voice shook.
âHhm.â
Reitas needlessly coughed once and stared straight at Manusâ back.
âI had no choice but to kill you.â
It was an unavoidable choice.
âI was born to be a king and lived to become a king. To such me, you were an insurmountable wall and an unbearable pain.â
And so, he could only destroy it.
âIt wouldâve been better instead if you werenât bornâ¦â¦â
They were words streaked with his innermost feelings.
With a short sigh, Reitas shook his head and raised his right hand.
âCollect Roan Taleâs corpse and Manusâ corpse. We will disguise it as if a foreign noble had assassinated Manuâ¦â¦â
The moment he spoke up to that point.
Rustle.
Reitas doubted his eyes.
Manusâ corpse that was lying with its face on the ground intensely shook.
âUuh!â
âWha, what the!â
Baite as well as the knights behind him became startled and yelled.
That is to say, Reitas hadnât seen it incorrectly.
âJust what isâ¦â¦â
With a frown, Reitas stared at Manusâ corpse.
Rustle. Rustle.
Manusâ corpse shook up and down several times, then pushed up the ground with two hands and stood up.
That was not a corpse.
âOlder brother Reitas.â
The quiet and troubled voice was definitely Manusâ.
Standing straight on two feet, he stared at Reitasâ face.
âYou reallyâ¦â¦â
He looked as if he was suppressing a burning thing within his chest.
âTried to killed me.â
He didnât believe it.
He didnât want to believe it.
But everything was revealed to be true.
âHuu.â
Manus exhaled a long sigh.
âHow are you alive?â
Reitas frowned as he asked.
Although he was momentarily taken back, he soon regained his composure.
âThat isâ¦â¦â
When Manus had spoken to that point.
Rustle. Rustle.
The corpses that were spread around all moved up and down.
âHuugh!â
âWhat!â
Baite and the knights gasped at that sight.
A moment later, Roan and Clay as well as the young commanders who escort Manus brushed dirt off their clothes and stood up.
Amongst them, there was not a single person dead.
No, there wasnât even anyone who was hurt.
The blood on their clothes were surely of other peopleâs.
Seeing that sight, Reitas formed a bitter smile.
âIt seems Iâve thought too easily of you. Manus.â
Manus shook his head at those words.
Turning around to Roan, he opened his mouth.
âNo. Instead of me, brother underestimated Baron Tale. Since this is all his work.â
Already, there was strength in his voice.
âHmm.â
At those words, Reitas looked at Roan with a quiet groan.
Roan quietly stared back at that burning gaze.
âIn the end, it became like this.â
In the end, Manusâ wish wasnât realized.
Suddenly, he heard Manusâ voice.
âDid you really have to do it like this?â
âYes. This was the best.â
Reitas calmly replied.
For a moment, Manus clenched his teeth, then spoke as if to spit out each and every word.
âIf brother asked me to disappear, I wouldâve done it. If you told me to live as if I was dead because Iâm getting in the way and bothering you, I would have done it.â
In the first place, he had no interest in politics or authority.
If Reitas wanted it, he would had done it like so.
Reitas quietly stared at Manus, and then slowly shook his head.
âThatâs living like one was dead, not dead.â
He widely opened his arms.
âManus. You are truly brilliant and have an incredible talent, but you in fact know nothing of politics and authority. Youâll live as if you are dead? Then do you think everything will be solved? Far from it.â
Reitasâ voice slowly became bigger.
âThe faction that supports you will await your return. Theyâll increase their power, strengthen their foundation, and struggle to place you at the top of authority. They may even point their swords at me.â
âThatâs just a conclusion brother arbitrarily thought and came to.â
Manus creased his brows.
At those words, Reitas made a faint smile.
In a quiet voice, he spoke as if to whisper.
âManus. The people of the world are a lot closer to me than you. They obsess over things like authority, wealth, and honor. It means that even if you act noble by yourself, the things around you will ultimately create a mess.â
Reitas pointed at Manus.
âAs long as you live, the seed of strife wonât disappear. As well as the unease and powerlessness that suffocate meâ¦â¦â
He took two steps back.
At the same time, the knights who were lined up behind him walked forwards.
On Manusâ side, there were only about ten with Roan and the young commanders together.
Compared to him, the knights numbered more than twenty.
âOlder brother Reitas.â
Manus was calm.
âI wished to believe in brother. But that belief was amusingly shattered like this.â
A light circled in his eyes.
That was a cold and hard light.
It wasnât the light of Manus who lived soft and complacently saying good things are good.
âYou were anxious because of my talent? That I was an insurmountable wall? So you could only kill me?â
He looked straight into Reitasâ eyes.
âDonât say such cowardly words.â
âWhat?â
Reitas unknowingly asked back.
It was that he was slightly flustered since this side of Manus was a first.
Manus continued his words.
âLight Kingdomâs founder Madison Von Light had five younger brothers below him. They were all excellent individuals. Especially the third younger brother Plapp was much greater genius than King Madison. Then did King Madison kill him? Far from it. King Madison gave Plapp the command right to command the entire army. After that, Plapp led that army, led countless wars and battles to victory, and set up the foundation for the Light Kingdom to be found.â
âThat isâ¦â¦â
When Reitas tried to say something.
âBrother.â
Manus cut him off.
Fire flickered in his eyes.
âBrother isnât fit to become the king.â
âFor you to say something like that, amusing.â
Reitas snorted.
Not minding that, Manus continued to speak.
âCould a man afraid of his own brother lead a country? Thatâs what is truly amusing.â
The words became a thorn and pierced Reitasâ chest.
Manus looked at Reitas with an expression full of pity.
Reitas couldnât take that expression and look.
Reitas temperamentally shouted.
âManus. Die already!â
Irritation soared.
Although he had seen through the trap and survived, the opportunity was still there.
If he were to definitely end the things now at least, there wonât be any problems.
âSo youâll kill me after all?â
âNow, we cannot turn back.â
At Manusâ question, Reitas answered shortly.
âHuu.â
Manus let out a short sigh.
âWhere could brotherâs soldiers waiting to ambush and kill me and Baron Tale have gone?â
A suddenly thrown question.
Unexpectedly, Reitas answered with a calm look.
âYou guys probably took care of them.â
As soon as he said those words, a hill rising up to their right became uproarious.
âPrince!â
âMy lord!â
The thing that suddenly appeared without a commonplace troop flag was a single troop with Harrison and Brian at the head.
The troop, made up of about five hundred soldiers, had been hiding themselves after cleaning up Reitasâ soldiers who were waiting in ambush.
âOur sideâs soldiers number over five hundred.â
Manus spoke in a coldly composed voice.
âBrother has no more chance.â
At those words, Reitas shook his head.
âNo, the chance is still there. Since I could kill you before they come down the hill.â
âTry it if you can. Since I donât have any thought of stepping back anymore than this.â
His expression and voice were resolved.
Manus had thrown away the vain hope that he held towards Reitas.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Reitas didnât wait any longer and waved his right hand.
âKill him.â
A cruel order fell.
Tat!
Twenty knights kicked the ground simultaneously.
Although the soldiers on top of the hill began to move a moment later, the distance was rather far.
âDie!â
The knights screamed and pounced.
At that moment.
Puuk!
Suddenly, a black and long pole hit the ground a step in front of them.
âHuugh!â
âKuk!â
Two knights, who had been running fiercely, couldnât quite dodge and rolled on the ground.
âWha, what!â
With ferocious spirit, the knights glared with their eyes.
Suddenly, an elongated stick soar through the air and left behind an afterimage.
âHuugh!â
âDamn it!â
Dodging the pole stabbing through their gaps, the knights shook their body left and right.
Amongst them, there were some who swung their swords and parried the pole away.
Paat!
With a hazy afterimage, a young man stood in front of the knights.
The owner of the black pole.
He was Roan.
âIâm sorry, but the ones who will be dying arenât us, butâ¦â¦â
He turned his wrist.
Chang.
At the tip of the black pole, a long spearhead shot up.
The Trivias Spear had revealed its full form.
âYou.â
Tat!
The instant he finished his words, Roan kicked the ground.
The long spear that had tore through the knightsâ gaps instantly shrunk.
âThis bastard!â
âTo dare to come at us alone!â
The knights thought that Roan was throwing around reckless courage.
Then.
Pat! Pavat!
In front of the knightsâ eyes, a ball of light about two fingers big appeared.
âKuugh!â
âUgh!â
At the sudden situation, most of the knights squinted their eyes and turn their heads.
âIâve did it.â
Roan inwardly cheered.
It was because the light spell using the Brentâs ring had shown effectiveness even in a real fight.
Using the Kalianâs Tears to read the flows of knightsâ mana, Roan shook his spear following them.
The sharp spearhead danced and pierced through the bodies of knights done in by the light spell.
âKuuk!â
âKuk!â
Death throes.
Four knights, without even offering a decent resistance, fell.
âHhm.â
âAhâ¦â¦â
Manus and the young commanders who followed him leaked out a quiet exclamation at the scene that suddenly happened.
They stared at Roanâs back that stood in front of them.
âIs this the skill of the Crimson Ghost?â
âWhat was that light just now?â
Gulp.
They subconsciously gulped.
They felt slightly confused.
Roan of now was different than Roan they knew.
He was a person who always shared various stories of numerous subjects with a friendly smile.
He felt more closer to a scholar than a warrior.
But Roan of now was.
âEmanating a thick smell of blood.â
âThis kind of pressure isnât something thatâs naturally made.â
It was an incredible pressure that could only be earned after walking through the battlefields for tens of years.
Right now, Roan was radiating such pressure from his entire body.
âIt feels suffocating even when Iâm standing behind him.â
Manus fully opened his chest and breathed in.
Considering how he himself was feeling such pressure, Reitasâ knights in front of Roan must had been breathless.
Manus bitterly smiled and picked up a sword that was on the ground.
âLetâs start as well.â
âYes. Understood.â
The young commanders quickly took up swords.
Moving their feet, they stood on Roanâs two sides.
Seeing this sight, Reitas flashed a cold light from his eyes.
âWe donât need the others. Focus only on killing Manus.â
âYes!â
The knights answered in one voice and then kicked off the ground.
Glaring at the knights rushing towards them, Roan spoke in a quiet voice.
âPrince Manus. Will you be fine?â
âYes. I have already resolved myself.â
Manus answered with a composed look.
Roan glanced at him and the young commanders once, then nodded his head.
âThen, should we put an end to this work?â
The instant his words ended, everyone kicked the ground.
Taat!
Roan and Manus as well as the young commanders and Reitasâ knights violently rushed at each other.
And finally.
Boom!
With an explosion, the two group merged with each other.
Chang! Chaang! Chang!
Sparks flew along with the metallic noises.
A tie.
Although the number on Roan and Manusâ side was much smaller, the overall situation was equal.
The reason was.
Spaat!
âKuuk!â
Due to Manus of brilliant swordplay and.
Ssskuk!
âKuugh!â
Roan of precise and destructive spearmanship.
As if they had matched themselves before, they showed a natural coordination and pressured on the knights.
And all the while, the troop, which was coming down the hill, was almost upon them.
Reitas moved his gaze away from the chaotic battle spreading in front of his eyes and looked up at the blue sky.
âThe winter sun is still nice.â
But it felt different than the sunlight he saw from the office window.
If the sunlight from then was warm, the sunlight of now was cold.
The northern wind tore through his clothes and entered.
It was cold.
Sseureng.
He pulled out the sword on his waist and slowly moved his feet.
His gaze was once again towards Manus.
âI will personally cut off your neck with my own hands.â
If they just looked at their skills swordsmanship, Manus was a step, no several steps above him.
But.
âYou cannot cut me, but I can cut you down.â
However much he made up words pretending to be cold, Manus was Manus.
Reitas thought so.
Clenching his teeth, he kicked off the ground.
The target was solely Manus.
Then.
Spaat!
A light flashed and then a spearhead popped out in front of his nose.
âKuk!â
With his teeth clench, Reitas swung his sword.
As if it had been waiting, the spearhead in front of his nose abruptly moved back.
Swuung.
The sword amusingly cut the air.
âHhm.â
His balance broke.
The spearhead that had backed off suddenly approached once more.
Needless to say, the owner of the spear was Roan.
âThis is the end.â
Roan shrunk Travias Spearâs length as he slowly approached.
Reitas looked straight into Roanâs eyes.
âRoan Tale. It seems the work has been spoiled because of you.â
Roan shook his head at those words.
âThe thing that ruined your work is that squalid ambition of yours.â
âThere is nothing squalid to ambition. It merely burns.â
Reitas put strength into the grip holding the sword.
He stared behind Roan at Manus, who was pressuring away the knights.
âDonât intervene in a sibling affair.â
Reitas had a work he had to finish.
Roan twisted his wrist as he straightened his stance.
A cold smile hung from his mouth.
âThen in the first place, you shouldnât have involved me in a sibling affair.â
He looked absolutely without a sign of stepping back.
Reitas stared straight into Roanâs two eyes and clenched his teeth.
And then.
âRoan Tale!â
Shouting at the top of his lungs, he kicked the ground.
The anger and despair he had been forcefully suppressing had exploded out at once.
Reitasâ sword cut through the space with an incredible pressure.
âIâm not naive enoughâ¦â¦â
Roan smoothly moved his feet and quickly whipped his arms.
âTo lose to an opponent who lost his calm, sir.â
Simultaneously, the spearhead jumped up as if flicked.
A light flashed between Roan and Reitas.
That was a light so blindingly bright and cold that it somehow felt even sad.
End.