166 166. 51. Northern Roaring Lions (4) (1/2)

Vincent knew better than anyone that his talents did not reach his father.

But I wasn't disappointed.

He was the Lord, not the Knight, and the Lord had work to do.

I thought that was enough.

I can't wait to hang out with monsters with swords.

It was not easy, but I was able to adapt to the work of the Holy Spirit accordingly.

However, his heart was shaking recently.

“You're complaining about your needs.”

At some point, my heart was racing like crazy. The heat rises as if it were a fire. I kept reaching for the sword sack.

I wanted to run away with my sword even now.

The heat is too hot to be regarded as the instinct of a knight that has not yet been exhausted.

He couldn't resist all those emotions.

He grabbed the baton instead of the sword and remained true to his role.

Despite the dwarves' joining forces and the remarkable work of the central army, there was ample evidence as a lord.

If the monsters didn't deal with the pile of heightened corpses, the advantages of the wall could not be exploited. The enemy's strength had to be broken before the allies' damage could be accumulated due to the enemy's violent aggression. The prince also said that the sooner the chief of the enemy is taken out, the sooner this war will end.

And he thought it was a good time for all those reasons.

So he turned to aggression without hesitation.

I thought it was an extremely reasonable and decent judgment.

But I think it was an illusion.

I heard the prince scream a few retreats from afar.

A nearby deputy told me that the soldiers of the Northern Alliance were in a state of chaos due to the orcs that suddenly appeared under the ground.

He also told me that he was blocked from leaving.

“Destroy the enemy's flagship like this, then go back! ”

The majority of monsters are reversing and fleeing. The only thing stopping the allies now is the Orcs' War Corps, which is only a fraction of the population.

An uncommon chance to completely destroy the enemy's flair.

Instead of crumbling with the soldiers of the Northern Alliance, he decided to disperse the enemy first and repent.

But it was also a misjudgement.

“Vincent!”

The Prince's face rarely appeared on the battlefield late in the day.

I couldn't help but sneak up and set up my sword.

A huge forearm protrudes from underfoot.

He shook his sword with all his might, but in front of the red energy surrounding his forearm, the light scattered so easily.

In front of a violent energy, Vincent finally realized the reality.

Everything he thought was reasonable was merely a pretext.

It was all because of this ferocious energy that the Holy Spirit jumped into the battlefield.

This energy led him all the way here.

It was only now that I learned that.

I was not given time to chew my regrets.

Confirmed.

Someone pushed him away.

Twinkle.

I saw a golden black light as it bounced back.

There was a woman in it who shed different colors of glare.

Shoot me.

Red speculation swallows the woman.

Karglu.

At that moment, a dazzling flashlight fell with the sound of something changing its teeth in the sky.

Bang!

A noise burst.

Everything happened so quickly.

So he rolled over the floor and did not immediately judge what had happened to him.

When I woke up late, he was staring at someone's back, blocking me.

“I almost had a heart attack. ”

A furious voice dug into my ear.

“Losing in vain is enough for once. ”

The prince's spirit flashed on Hillan.

Then he realized that he had fallen into an enemy trap and saved his life as a lifesaver thanks to the prince.

“Don't blame yourself. ”

Who knew the king of Orcs would be hiding in the snowfield? Prince Charming said he was about to fall into a recurring misunderstanding.

“And thanks to you, I got the one who was hiding. Now leave the rest to me. ”

Beyond the prince, a giant oak raises its body.

Because the half-melted body was so scary, the prince was the king of the Orcs, whose sister had spoken of the lewdness.

“Go and command the Knights. If you pull the King's sword, you must trample it thoroughly. ”

Before he even said anything, the prince threw his back.

“Come on, come on! ”

Vincent hesitated.

I rarely fell off my feet.

I didn't know whether it was because of the prince's concern or because of the unknown energy that constantly provoked him.

I just followed the prince's orders with evil.

“I'll be right back! Hang in there!”

He took a step that didn't fall.

* * *

I sigh of relief after Vincent confirms his departure.

My heart was still pounding.

I'm afraid I might even lose Vincent like an outsider.

I'm afraid my dear Adelia is wrong.

I fear the northern men gathered here will fall in vain.