Dear My Knight

4. Gleaad of the North – (39)

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Let’s embroider the air with blue light like other ripples centering on the huge blue wave of Aizen and Ashera.

Left and right

There were also simultaneous attacks.

“Shoot!!!”

Shush shush!!

The arrows engulfed in multicolored lights were shot all at once as if to cover the sky, and the mercenary guild shooters on the right fired a volley.

……

Tir a Martina on the right she straps two arrows from her arrows to the bowstring of a huge longbow.

Despite the lack of confidence, the northern knights fought hard, and the front line was slowly pushed back in those few short minutes.

Tir A, who had taken a break in the meantime, forced her bowstring with her right hand, which was still burning red.

We love you!!

An arrow shot at a furious speed that would soon tear through space. Two blue halos shot out with light.

Chersha Kalua Thanks to her miraculous power, the attacks were launched towards Drake, who was about halfway left.

Kiaaagh!

Kiaaagh!

The swarm of drakes that took control of the sky began to literally burn themselves as they reached the frontlines and swooped down.

A huge attack that any living creature would instinctively evade or never approach. Just run away

Before it even touched the wire, it was first touched by the huge blue wave of Aizen.

A drake splits into blue waves as if it were passing through the air.

The waves of the blue storm of Asherah and Bamel Knights secondarily.

Then various arrows fired from the gunners on the left front.

Lastly, there is an arrow that seems to tear apart the space enveloped in the huge blue light of Tyra Martina.

Kooung!

Thump!

Puck!

The drake that died in mid-air and the drake that had its wings torn begin to drop their bodies as if they were falling toward the ground.

Let’s let the huge drake fall from the air and drop his body all over the power lines.

Among the hordes of demons like the black sea, even those who suffer untimely stampede continue to appear.

“…Kiruk.”

“Kkeek.”

“Gwoaaa!!”

Even the orcs, goblins, and ogres and trolls belonging to the large beasts that lay on their bodies suffered considerable damage from the unexpectedly falling giant body of the drake.

Of the hundreds of drakes that appeared for the first time, only about 20 drakes reached the front line where the knights were.

Since it stopped, it seemed that Drake’s raid was over.

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The end of the evil beast like the black sea.

Bitria, who is called the demon of calamity, continues to keep her eyes on the battlefield where Drake is falling, and subtly raises her mouth.

The power wave itself was perfect.

Creates a huge flow that guides the demons and advances into the city.

That huge wave of black demons like the sea. Although I cannot control each of them and move them according to my will. Looking at the huge flow, it was possible for Vitria to move where it wanted in the end.

The death of so many drakes wasn’t too important either.

The explosion of light that existed as if to explode the space, and the blue waves that continue to embroider the air.

That’s why other attacks, in the big picture, were meant to take away human power.

From that point of view, it would be difficult for humans to do the same attack again.

A single monster covered in jet black next to me right now. An existence that led hundreds of drakes like limbs, and a monster that belongs to the unknown in itself.

Looking at the mysterious beast that opened its eyes after hundreds of years, Vitria opened its mouth.

“Eggplant.”

Judging by the appearance of responding to the wave it spread, the jet-black witch beast is clearly sympathetic to its will, but Vitria did not erase the buds of doubt in the meantime.

Even if it was a demon beast, not all demon beasts cooperated, and Vitria itself recognized above all that her power was not to control her demon beast.

Vitria moved her steps behind the battlefield swept away by the black sea-like monster army.

The jet-black being that was beside him moved the huge body.

Wow!!

A roar as if the entire ground was twisting.

The Witchbeast, enveloped in the unknown, began to move toward the front line like that.

***

A night enveloped in pitch-black darkness where all the drakes have disappeared.

Looking at the sky, Asherah entered the tent.

As the knights found themselves, they shook their heads slightly as they tried to show their respect.

A number of knights in the barracks. They were all members of the 3rd Order of the Bamel Knights.

Using type 5 blue storms, their power was lost for a short time. Ashera did not regret that decision.

Because the fire of hope didn’t go out just by stopping all the drakes.

Jerbug.

Jerbug.

And that’s why now.

Even after seeing Chersha’s gaze as she moved, Ashera couldn’t say anything.

A state of being unconscious and being diagnosed by a priest.

That was the aftermath of the use of too much force, even though he himself felt it.

Ashera couldn’t blame Chersha for moving differently from her initial plan.

No matter what anyone says, it was Chersha who stood out against hundreds of Drakes who were close to despair.

A manifestation of magic that can change the battlefield.

“Fuse. How are you?”

It seems that Chersha’s diagnosis is over, so she asks the priest.

The priest, who should have existed at the very end of the front line, no, within the walls of Glia, was now on the battlefield.

Chersha Because the value of her existence was more important than anything else in a crisis like this. If it was fortunate that he was persuaded and brought to him, it was fortunate.

“There is no danger to life. It appears to be the aftereffects of the excessive manifestation of magic peculiar to wizards.”

A gigantic explosion like that bombardment of light.

Asera, who has seen sorcerer’s magic many times, is the kind of magic she has never seen before.

I nodded at the word excessive magic, and looked at the blonde knight sitting next to him.

“Ed…it’s a relief.”

“Yes. Really…”

Perhaps because the heavy atmosphere of the battlefield is eroding the space, Ashera just nodded her head slightly while looking at Ed who was worried about another woman. Her deep emotions were not filled.

No, she was Chersha who showed great performance, so she didn’t even know it was like that.

“And I… Am going to join the front line from now on. I’ll attach a few knights from Fluen, the 2nd knight squad, as escorts. Ed, take Chersha with you and return to the walls of Glia.”

“Lady Asherah, what do you mean by that?”

Ed raised her head and looked at Ashera in disbelief and asked urgently.

Sending her unconscious Chersha back to Glianae is like that.

If you push it, it’s over. That’s why Ed couldn’t understand Asherah’s words.

Moreover, even Asherah goes to the front line, but it was difficult for her to accept that she was going to the city wall.

“Ed… Have you forgotten that you are on this front as her escort for Chersha Kalua?”

“But.”

“Chersha’s safety is more important than anything right now. Really if…. Just in case, if the wires are pushed back, Chersha’s existence is more important than anyone else’s. The fate of the entire city of Glia hangs on one of her.”

To keep the front line from collapsing by judging the merits and demerits of the battlefield from the rear of the center and supporting where necessary.

Although that was Ashera’s idea.

In fact, with the sudden appearance of hundreds of drakes, everything went wrong from the start.

The Demonic Beast, like the Black Sea, was still in good health, and the knights guarding the front line were gradually getting tired.

A front line being pushed back with little casualties.

I already didn’t have enough energy to judge good or bad and give strength where I was lacking.

“…”

Asera smiled a little at Ed’s hesitant look while looking at herself without saying a word and caressed Ed’s hand.

“Glead of the North.”

And Asherah she spat out a single word.

At those words, Ed stared blankly at Ashera.

“Which family knight am I? Ed, don’t you know better?”

“…Pleaa has her, and there will be other knights too. I will be able to help on the frontlines too.”

Stubborn.

Asera smiled even more deeply at the sight of Ed, who resisted my opinion and insisted on his will.

A look of disobedience and resistance.

I can’t like it.

You shouldn’t want that.

Seeing him talking while looking at her anxiously, Ashera’s heart warmed up.

Because he knows he’s worried about him right now.

That’s why Asherah had to speak up even more.

To force him to listen to me.

“Ed Gleaard.”

“…Asera…Lady.”

His appearance reflexively restricts his actions and assumes an unnatural posture. But even in the midst of that, seeing herself calling her name, Ashera couldn’t stand it and threw herself into Ed’s arms.

Warak.

“…Ed, you exist as Glaad’s sword. Has your heart still not changed?”

In Ed’s arms, Ashera speaks in a low voice.

Ed kept his mouth open and hesitated for an answer.

Ed reluctantly opens his mouth as he blankly gazes at Ashera.

“……Yes.”

“In that case…Please follow me. To return to the walls of Glia with her Chersha Kalua.”

Ashera, who enjoyed the short-lived sweetness, let her body away from Ed and slowly let out her words.

And let’s put Ed in my eyes.

I saw Ed giving a small nod of his head.

Laughing brightly, Asera looks at Ed. She looked and then turned her body.