âIt become completely crumpled.â
It was the last hope.
If Kali Owells was to just perhaps snap Roan, he could have flip the situation of the war.
Of course, he didnât hold any big expectation.
âIf Kali was a man of that much degree, the situation wouldnât even have became like this.â
Rather, he was able to run earlier than he thought because his expectation wasnât big.
âAfter returning to the camp and reorganizing, I should return to the fief.â
He thought to leave the main armyâs soldiers as rear guards and hold back Roanâs ankle as much as possible until the fief war ended.
If lucky, he should be able to place at least a part of Lancephil fiefâs west in his grasp.
At least not losing.
Now, the thing Jonathan Chase was looking at was merely that much.
Furthermore.
âIf the mercenary bastards I planted in the Mediasis Castle were to just capture Roanâs subordinates aliveâ¦â¦â
He would be able to take the higher ground in the negotiation process afterwards in advance.
It meant that the situation hadnât gotten to the very mess.
But.
âDamn it.â
His heart feeling frustrated and his annoyance soaring up couldnât be helped.
There were several chances where he could have captured the entire Lancephil Fief and end the fief war with a victory.
However, everything crumpled as Roan followed Io Lancephilâs back and entered the fief war.
âB*tch like bastard. I will absolutely repay todayâs humiliaâ¦â¦â
The curse that had filled up to below his chin couldnât quite flow out of his mouth.
Jonathan Chaseâs face stiffly solidified.
The main armyâs camp.
At that place, an unknown flag was fluttering.
Jonathan instinctively pulled his horseâs reins.
His breath was caught and cold sweat flowed on his entire body.
âVende Troop?â
A familiar looking troop name.
At that moment, a knight approached and answered in an urgent voice.
âI, itâs the troop of light, sir.â
At those words, the faces of the nearby knights were colored with a rotten light.
âBy troop of light, you mean the bastards who were poking apart the western region?â
âEven though we couldnât even find them when we tried toâ¦â¦â
Dazed voices.
Jonathanâs face comically twisted.
âDamn it! Are you telling me the main armyâs camp has gone into the enemy forceâs hand!?â
âI, it seems so, sir.â
The commanders stuttered and lowered their heads.
âDamn it! Damn it! Damn it!â
Jonathan spat out curses.
However, he couldnât just keep being angry.
âWeâre circumventing the camp! We are returning to our fief!â
The moment he gets captured, the fief war would end.
And with a complete loserâs look at that.
Jonathan kicked his horse and ran towards the right side, the campâs north.
That was an extremely ideal as well as instinctive decision.
âThe south is Roanâs territory.â
Furthermore, the hills spread out towards the north were a greatly suitable region for throwing off the pursuit troops.
Dudududu!
The sounds of horse hooves noisily rang.
Thankfully, sign of a pursuit troop chasing from Roan, Tale Legion, nor the Lancephil legion couldnât be seen.
It was a situation where they could safely return to the fief if they just dodge the Vende Troop well.
âIf I can just return, if I can just returnâ¦â¦â
He could aim for the next chance.
âI will set a proper plan not with Io but Roan as the opponent.â
Roanâs entering of the fief war was a part Jonathan too hadnât predicted.
Because it was so, the laboriously set board had shook and the things had become tangled.
At the very least, Jonathan at least thought so.
Dududududu!
Together with a cloud of dust, Jonathan and the knight order entered into the space between the hills.
Suddenly.
Vvuuuu!
With the sound of horn, a heavy-armor troop appeared between the hills.
An infantry troop whose bulky weight could be felt from just looking.
The flag soaring at the lead strongly fluttered.
âAhâ¦â¦â
The instant he checked the troopâs name, Jonathan let out a quiet exclamation.
The bastards who should be at the main armyâs camp had appeared blocking the retreat path.
âHahaha! Sir Count Jonathan Chase! You have moved as my prediction!â
The individual who loudly laughed as he stepped forwards was the Vende Troopâs troop commander as well as the one called the knight of light, Brian Miles.
âDirector Clay is truly incredible.â
Brian having shown up from between the hills was because there was Clayâs advice.
Clay had predicted Jonathan turning right towards the north and running away the instant he checked the main armyâs camp having fallen.
âDirector Clay. Really, I absolutely donât want to have him as an enemy.â
Brian made bitter smile and looked at Jonathan.
Jonathanâs face was brightly flushed.
Uddk.
Clenching his teeth, he slightly moved back.
There were no more different ways.
âPiercing through.â
Thankfully, the Vende Troopâs number wasnât very big.
It was because they had also left a number at the main armyâs camp just in case.
âPierce through. We must pierce through to live.â
Jonathan, as if to quietly recite, gave the order.
âCharge!â
Soon, the knight pulled out their swords and kicked their horses.
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An incredible pressure poured out.
âCover the warhorsesâ eyes!â
âEveryone prepare for light!â
They had fully heard and knew of the rumors about the knight of light and the troop of light.
The knights, tightly leaning on the horsesâ backs, covered the horsesâ eyes with one hand.
Simultaneously, they deeply worn the helmets.
From Brian and the Vende Troopâs position, it had became harder to save their enormously mighty advantage.
âHuhuhu.â
However, Brian instead quietly laughed and shook his head.
âIdiots. To think youâll cover your eyes during a battle.â
At the same time as his words ending, he suddenly raised his right hand up high.
At that instant.
Paat!
From between the hills, a tight rope jumped up.
That also wasnât just one or two but a number reaching as many as tens.
Puuk! Pubuk! Puuk!
The fiercely running warhorses got caught on the ropes and fell flat.
They couldnât have dodged the ropes because both the knights and the horses were covering their eyes.
âKuk!â
âUak!â
âKuuk!â
At the abrupt situation, the knights yelled out screams and rolled on the ground.
Amongst them, there were also ones who were crushed under the giant warhorses and directly passed away just like that.
âUuuu.â
âI, I think my legâs brokenâ¦â¦â
Even the ones who had survived, most of them had broken their arms and legs.
They werenât able to properly react because they had been covering their eyes.
Brian, who had been watching, pulled out his sword.
âWeâre slaughtering the enemy forces. Charge!â
âCharge!â
With a horrifying order, the Vende Troop kicked off the ground.
Boom. Boom. Boom.
Each time they made a single step forwards, a heavy sound echoed out.
âUuuu. Sa, save me!â
âDa, damn it!â
Knights begging to be left alive.
Knights swinging his sword to the end.
Like that, Jonathanâs knights, with all sorts of looks, lost their lives in ones and twos.
âIs it ending like this?â
Jonathan sighed with a despondent look.
But he soon shook his head and clenched his teeth.
âNo, I canât give up like this.â
Pulling his reins, he glared at Brian and the Vende Troop.
âIâll pierce through in an instant.â
They were heavy-armor troop.
If it was a normal situation, they shouldnât be able to follow him, who was riding a warhorse.
Taat!
The warhorse kicked the ground and quickly ran between the hills.
If it went well, it felt as if he could pierce through the Vende Troop as wished.
But.
Paat!
Together with the sound of breaking through the air, Brian blocked the road in front of Jonathan.
âWhere are you going?â
His face was grinning and brightly smiling.
âYou, you son of a b*tch!â
Jonathan pulled out the sword at his waist and kicked his horse.
âJust this bastard, I need to pierce through just this bastard.â
Behind him, there was no bastard who stood and blocked his retreat path.
Strength went into the grasp holding the sword.
But that sight itself was greatly poor and unsightly.
Unlike Kali, who was an outstanding warrior, Jonathan was an archetypal scholar.
âHow funny.â
Brian snickered and grabbed his helmet with his left hand.
Cluck.
The plate helmet came down and covered his two eyes.
Instantly.
Flash!
From the entire armor, a bright light poured out.
Jonathan and the warhorse, who had ran up close in order to cut down Brian, quickly turned their heads and tightly closed their eyes.
âKuuk!â
Jonathan felt the warhorse he was riding unstably falling down.
âI, I have to dodge!â
A situation where he could directly be crushed and die instantly if not careful.
With his eyes close, he wildly twisted his body.
Simultaneously with the feeling of flailing through the air, soon a strong impact was felt from his head.
âGguuh.â
With a phlegm bubbling sound, Jonathan directly blacked out.
Looking at such Jonathan, Brian burst out an amazed laugh as if to say it was ridiculous.
âWhat? He came and crashed on his own and then got knocked out on his own?â
The place Jonathanâs head had crashed was in fact Brianâs body.
He had strongly crashed into the weighty heavy-armor.
Brian knocked his armor and formed a bright smile.
âAnyway, have we captured Count Jonathan Chaseâ¦â¦â
That was to say.
âWe won.â
Not only that, they had flipped the startâs disadvantageous state of the war and had grasped a complete victory.
Dudududududu.
From the Tale Legion and the Lancephil Legion that was far away, a group running towards him was seen.
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Brian looked at the flag and breathed in deeply.
His chest needlessly shook and felt proud.
Towards Roan who still couldnât be seen, he saluted.
âVassal Brian Miles. I have fulfilled the order, sir.â
The powerful voice rode the western wind and flowed out.
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âUuuu.â
His head ached.
A feeling as if the entire world was spinning even though he was closing his eyes.
âHave I blacked outâ¦â¦?â
Jonathan tried to support his head with his hand.
But for some reason, his arms didnât move as he wished.
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âIf you have slept that much, now wake up.â
A quiet and soft voice was heard.
A voice greatly familiar to the ears.
It was the voice he absolutely couldnât forget.
âRoan?â
Creasing his forehead, Jonathan forcefully opened his eyes.
A bright light pierced into his eyes.
Once he blinked his eyes several times, the surrounding scenery came into his eyes.
âAhâ¦â¦â
Jonathan let out a quiet exclamation.
They were seen.
Roan and Roanâs retainers who were quietly looking down while surrounding him.
As if looking at a funny toy, they looked truly pleased.
Uddk.
Jonathan clenched his teeth.
An incredible humiliation.
The rage soared up to the top of his head.
However, he didnât carelessly shout out.
âFor now, I need to get untied.â
In any case, it was a fief war the nobles inside the same kingdom had waged.
He shouldnât be able to cut the neck of a noble, and a count at that, without permission.
âRoan. No, Coâ¦unt Roan Lancephil.â
The words didnât get attached very well.
No, honestly, he didnât wish to call him like that.
But right now wasnât the time to show off his pride.
âCertainly, your abilities are great. I lost this fief war. Itâs my complete defeat.â
Jonathan, while making a declaration of defeat, made a smile.
An expression as if the things that had happened until now wasnât that important.
âHahaha. Iâll take my knights and soldiers and return to my fief. If you formally request a remuneration, Iâll recompense at the reasonable line.â
Jonathan forcefully bursted out a laugh.
He lightly shook the arms that were tightly tied.
âSo untie this bind for now. You canât treat the kingdomâs count like this.â
A voice quietly speaking as if to teach.
He innocently labored to pretend a relaxed look.
A look to show that the fief warâs end was originally like that.
But Roan and his retainers in fact didnât show any reaction.
âJonathan Chase.â
Roan looked straight at Jonathanâs eyes.
He too was reading Jonathanâs intentions.
âHe probably thinks that I wouldnât be able to kill him.â
It was something that couldnât be helped.
Roan and Jonathan were Rinse Kingdomâs nobles, and counts, which were upper nobles, at that.
He couldnât informally kill an upper noble even whose successor selection needed to receive the palaceâs permission.
But.
âIf I live him alive like this, he will become a big regret.â
It wasnât a very far story.
It was certain that he would immediately perform all sorts of maneuvering saying he had broken the capitalâs order with entering this fief war and so on.
And most of all.
âI have no thought of ending the fief war like this.â
In the first place, Roanâs goal wasnât regaining the Lancephil Fief.
âI will seize even the Chase County.â
Roan bit his lips.
A situation where he couldnât let him alive nor kill him.
But if he were to particularly choose, killing him was, as expected much more beneficial.
Kkwaddek.
He grasped the Travias Spear at his waist.
âI can only report that he died an untimely death during battle.â
Although there would be those who would be suspicious, that too, he could only talk around as needed.
The light in Roanâs eyes changed.
He had finally made a decision.
âUm? Count Roan Lancephil. You perhapsâ¦â¦?â
Jonathan faintly creased his brows.
Although his level of martial skills was unsightly, him reading the mood at least was quick.
He instantly realized the killing intent flowing out of Roanâs eyes.
âI, Iâm a kingdomâs count! If you kill me, other nobles and even the palace wouldnât sit still!â
The voice urgently yelled.
Roan deeply inhaled and took out the Travias Spear.
Jonathan became even more impatient.
âYou, you son of a b*tch! I, if you kill me, you bastard too wonât be safe!â
It was an ignoble threat.
It couldnât be helped if it was to live.
However, Roan paid no mind.
Chang!
Together with a metallic sound, the spearhead showed itself.
At that moment.
Spat! Pabat!
Together with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, swords and an arrow flew from Roanâs sides.
Pbuk! Pbuk!
Three swords and one set of arrow deeply pierce into Jonathanâs body.
âJ, just what is this b*tch likeâ¦â¦â
At the abrupt situation, Jonathan glared his eyes.
His gaze moved following the sword and the arrowâs owners.
The owners of the swords and the arrow.
They were Austin, Semi, Brian, and Harrison.
âGguuuk.â
As if saying he couldnât admit death, Jonathan sharply trembled his entire body.
He glared at Roan, then slowly bent his neck.
It was a vain death.
It was the appalling last moment of a man who entertained a greed that did not fit his size.
Roan quietly stared at Jonathan, then exhaled a short sigh.
âAll of you, what are you doing?â
At the shortly asked question, Austin answered in a composed voice.
âCount Chaseâs words are right, my lord. If my lord was to cut Count Chaseâs neck, numerous problems just can break out.â
Following that, Semi shrugged his shoulders and answered.
âIâm just because Count Chase was nasty.â
Brian too was of a greatly composed voice.
âThere is no need for my lord to particularly step up.
âWeâll take care of work like this, sir.â
The lasts were Harrisonâs words.
Roan alternatingly stared at the four people, then soon shook his head.
âYou guysâ¦â¦â
Although he did not say much, he was inwardly satisfied and proud.
The subordinates he had roamed the battlefields together with had now became close enough to understand even his heart.
Roan put aside the Travias Spear he held and stared at the numerous commanders.
âThe fief war hasnât ended yet.â
It was a situation where there was still almost ten days left until the end date of the fief war the capital had decided.
Roan tightly clenched his fist.
âWe are going to the Chase County.â
Words any longer that that were not needed.
The many commanders including Austin saluted and kneeled down on one knee.
âYes sir! We will follow our lord.â
Voices loudly echoed out.
It was a sound that boiled up the menâs aspirations.
Roan slowly nodded his head and looked towards the west.
The vast hilly region came within one glance.
âLetâs go until the end.â
The tips of his mouth softly went up.
The true steps began from now.
Like that, seven days had passed.
Boom!
The door of the Rinse Kingdomâs grand hall flew open.
The nobles who were sharing a chat inside the grand hall all looked towards the door.
At the mannerless act, everyoneâs displeased looks were obvious.
At that moment, the knight who entered inside the door kneeled down on one knee and shouted in a loud voice.
âThe Count Lancephil House and the Count Chase Houseâs fief war has ended, sir!â
The voice thunderously echoed the inside of the grand hall.
âWhat?! The fief war has ended?â
âEven though thereâs still two days until the end date?â
Many nobles whispered with confounded expressions.
Especially the looks of nobles who supported Prince Simon Rinse were greatly dumbfound.
âHas Roan Lancephil perhaps fallen?â
âThat he ultimately couldnât protect the fiefâ¦â¦â
âAh hahâ¦â¦ what should we do of this.â
In the first place, the state of the war at the time Roan entered was truly not great.
Because of that, the nobles who were supporting Simon having pessimistic thoughts was not unreasonable.
On the other hand, the expressions of the nobles who supported Tommy Rinse and Kallum Rinse were slightly elated.
âFinally, even Prince Simon would slip greatly once.â
âWith this, the throne succession competition too would have its gaps greatly shrank.â
They were all looks of shaking their shoulders and barely holding back laughter.
At that moment, Viscount Tio Ruin, who was Simonâs right-hand man, opened his mouth with sorrowful expression.
âYes, what had happened?â
At those words, few nobles snorted.
Their expressions were ones saying why would he ask something obvious.
But soon, their expressions ended up colored in a rotten hue.
The knightâs answer that followed was a completely unpredicted thing.
âCount Roan Lancephil chased out the Chase Legion from the Lancephil Fief and then instead attacked the Chase Countyâ¦â¦â
He raised his head and looked at the many nobles.
âAnd has completely captured the Chase County.â
The knight gulped his spit once, then shouted at the top of his throat.
âThe victor of this fief war is Count Roan Lancephil!â
End.
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