Dear My Knight

4. Momentum – (35)

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The appearance of hundreds of knights and mercenaries lined up outside the walls of the city of Glia was a spectacle in itself.

And among the long lines, the knights stood out from the center.

The Blue Knights even caught the attention of knights and mercenaries elsewhere.

The most dangerous and most honored position on this battlefield.

A place for knights who are not afraid to stand there.

Glead.

First, Aizen Glade, he announced the beginning of the war with a brilliant blue aura.

Ugh!!

Starting with him, the brilliant blue light covers the bodies of the Knights of Glaad one by one, brightening up the space where darkness has settled, and begins to show off its presence.

It’s a glade. It was the use of mana, like a kind of signal to inform them that they were going to the battlefield.

To prepare for the upcoming first clash and boost the momentum of all allies.

It was a well-known ritual of Glaad.

But even so, not just one, but dozens of new knights, let’s all shine green.

The darkness naturally dissipates, envy dwells in the eyes of the knights and mercenaries who have been watching them, and a light of hope arises.

Horror and fear.

Death.

A blue light begins to grow in the eyes of those who are consumed by various negative emotions.

The Gleads located near the center of the Glia Wall first raised their brilliant aura, and at the same time those on the left and right sides of the Glia Wall began their actions as well.

……

First, on the left side of the wall.

Good!

Clap!

The place where most of the northern knight families are located except for Glaad. The knights soon began lifting their armaments one by one.

Among hundreds of knight families in the north, there were only about 10 Martina. Although their number seemed insignificant at first glance.

Those from the Martina family in the front line on the left side of the Glia Wall also slowly began to blush.

ㅡ Gwanghwa.

Using the demon’s blood inherent in the body in order to increase the body’s strength to the extreme in preparation for battle.

Tuduk.

Dude.

Let the people of the Martina family begin to become mineralized one by one. Their bodies gradually swell.

However, as long as she was in command of the left side of the Glia Wall, her presence was insignificant.

“…Awakening.”

Let Tir A slowly raise her hand and shout softly. Tyra, her eyes are colored with a brilliant golden light.

Awesome!

At the same time, something gigantic stretched out from between the cracks in Tyra’s baggy cloth clothes and bloomed.

A very pure white wing like an angel’s wing.

Tirra, who was transplanted with the blood of ‘Trianna’, a demonic beast corresponding to a second-class super-dangerous species, had evolved to a level that could no longer be called madness.

That’s why the Martina family called it Awakening.

Beyond the limits of race. A person who is not eaten by the demonic nature of the demonic beast and wholly takes the power as his own.

It was the evolution of the human species, and she herself represented a new human race.

“This is what I’ve only heard about…”

“You really look like an angel.”

“Apostle of God.”

Most of the knights in the back looked at Tyra with surprised expressions.

Pure white wings that bloomed in darkness.

At the same time, the golden-colored eyes in itself made even the knights who normally don’t believe in God feel pious at that moment.

No one dared to look at Tir-Ah because of her beauty and her divinity.

“…”

However, Tyra tries to ignore the gaze of her knights.

This appearance of her own is indeed. Can it be said that it is the appearance that will receive their attention?

Even if it looks good on the outside. The root of it is, after all, nothing more than the blood of a demon.

……

At the same time as Tyra’s awakening on the left was manifested, those on the right side of the wall also began to show their momentum.

From earlier, Tolisch Birbalze steps forward with an admiring expression on his face.

This is the mindset of a knight leaving the battlefield.

Tolish went to the forefront on the right, he drew out his sword and raised it high toward the sky.

Glead’s brilliant blue spirit.

Awakening like an angel of Tyra Martia.

Seeing them, admiration and awe soared with them. He is now on the same line as them.

The thrill of facing a moment in history.

A fighting spirit like that deep pride. Tolisch Birbalce His body gradually began to turn golden.

“With the heart of a lion!”

Tolisch Birbalce, whose entire body is now brilliantly golden, opens his mouth in a loud voice.

The knight’s armor dyed in gold also shone splendidly, and the lion’s pattern representing Birbalce at the end began to shine even more.

Following Tolisch, who raised his aura earlier, the other Birbalche family knights also display their own mana and light up their bodies with gold.

And right next to Tolish was a female knight who displayed a more brilliant golden light.

Philia Nardia.

I put Tolisch in her own eyes as she looks straight ahead with her determined eyes.

‘Tolish, no matter what happens…’

……

In this way, even the Birbalche Knights raised a brilliant golden aura.

Ugh!!

Even though their momentum is lacking compared to those of Glaad located in the center.

As if to erase the darkness of the deep evening, the golden aura that shines more brilliantly than anything else made the viewer feel awe.

“…”

Harjan clenched his fists with a small admiration at the golden wave.

This is the current power of the city of Glia.

It could be said to be the power of the north.

A source that has never been penetrated by any adversity in the past years.

With a huge old tree called Glaad.

That there is a huge root called the mercenary guild.

Harjan He knew.

I step to the side of Tolish Virbalce and grab my greatsword violently.

Even though there won’t be any mercenaries who have reached the S rank, which are rare in the empire.

Certainly selected mercenaries had their own momentum.

As if to represent them, I raise my greatsword high and release my mana.

Shuuu!

As if a huge wind was blowing at the moment.

A strong wind blows around Harjan.

At the same time, a deep red aura is placed on the huge sword, showing off its presence.

A high-level mercenary with a variety of weapons followed. They just didn’t pick up their momentum as if they were following Harjan.

Harjan’s presence was not light at all, so according to Harjan’s words, they just conserve their energy.

The image of Harzan casually holding a huge, blood-colored greatsword the size of a house with one hand. As if a light breeze stayed on Harjan’s body. The wind blows at regular intervals.

“…This is the strength of the guild manager who protects the front line.”

Tolish exclaimed a small admiration and burst into laughter as he looked at Harjan.

“The weak cannot survive.”

Center.

Left.

Right.

In all directions guarding the walls of Glia, momentum like a brilliant light settles down.

It is meant to boost morale and change the mindset of other knights and mercenaries.

……

Dude deed.

Thump!

Dude deed.

Kooung!

In addition to the sound of countless things running on the ground, the sound of something huge trampling on the ground at regular intervals announcing its presence.

Now, it is clear that the Witchbeast Corps has reached a level unknown to everyone.

And beyond the plains. A black shimmer began to form at the end.

Reach.

The unfathomable Demonic Beasts were rushing towards the Glia Wall as if they had lost their will.

“…”

Glead Knights are located in the center.

They were seated at the back of the center.

A brilliant blue light bloomed in the center.

Tirra Martina, who is seated like an angel on the left.

The golden wave on the right.

The word defeat, like a word without meaning, had already captured everyone present here.

My heart is pounding.

The feeling as if someone was constantly beating my chest.

I feel like a strange heat has seized me.

In the midst of that emotional saturation, Ed blankly checks the person next to him.

Chersha and Ashera.

Only two women catch Ed’s attention.

Determination.

Just before the clash, Ed slowly asks his heart to make a decision.

To prioritize them over others.

It was obvious that many people would die.

The thought of defeat was not in Ed’s mind even now as he faced the Demonic Beast Corps in front of the strength of his brilliant allies.

But.

The feeling of something knocking on my chest keeps coming between the endless legions of demons.

Should we call it a wave? Should it be intuition?

Ed couldn’t define it with any concept he knew.

‘But there is something.’

It was clear.

Ed couldn’t erase the feeling that the dawn that would follow would feel especially long.