I Became the Guild Leader in Exile

12 – 3# The Perfect Plan (2)

“Capture them all.”

Ulysses’ voice fell like ice. He couldn’t hide his anger and disappointment. The hope of being able to save his daughter, even if only for a moment, had turned into despair.

And naturally, Ulysses’ anger was directed towards Isaac. It was a natural reaction. An unknown hero suddenly spouting nonsense. How many people would actually believe that?

Isaac had already anticipated such a reaction. That’s why, before fighting, he sent Zeke behind him. And he looked at Zeke to give him a divine order.

“Do not interfere in the fight.”

“But I also want to help Master!”

“Watching is how you help me.”

Isaac said that solely for Zeke’s safety. If by any chance, the protagonist gets seriously injured or dies, it would lead to a change in the original story, or there would be many more tiring situations.

But Zeke interpreted it differently. Watch this fight thoroughly. By doing so, you will gain something. In the first place, Isaac had intended to evacuate Zeke from the holy war.

Zeke was reckless. In the end, Isaac, who couldn’t break his stubbornness, brought Zeke up to the city walls. Isaac, who gave divine orders to Zeke, stood up again and looked at them.

Holy Knights.

Knights belonging to a kingdom that upholds the order and laws of the world. Although they were the lowest rank among the knights belonging to the kingdom, their skills were definitely elite.

Even if it couldn’t be done in other countries, there were about 200 skilled individuals in front of them who could join the Royal Guard. The possibility of Isaac winning against them was close to 0%. However, he didn’t care.

Isaac, who confidently declared that he would kill Behemoth. Naturally, he had no reason to be afraid of the Holy Knights. The Holy Knights rushed towards Isaac almost simultaneously, like lightning.

The attacks from the Holy Knights, who had formed up in a short amount of time, were like a swamp. They predicted all the opponent’s attacks and struck without any gaps. An unending swamp that swallowed up attacks.

No matter if he was Isaac, he couldn’t block attacks simultaneously coming from all directions. Not to mention that he didn’t even hold a sword. Zeke exclaimed in shock.

“Why on earth aren’t you using a sword?!”

Even if he couldn’t use anything other than his feet. At least, shouldn’t he have a sword in his hand? But Isaac didn’t even do that. He merely fought back with his fists.

Thanks to that, Zeke felt like his breath was being taken away for a moment. It was because the Holy Knights’ swords mercilessly fell towards Isaac’s head, miraculously managing to avoid them. He would really die.

Crack!

However, everyone gathered here was shocked by the unbelievable outcome. Astonishingly, the metallic sword that had fallen onto Isaac’s head shattered like glass.

The skills of the holy knights were beyond reproach, and even their weapons were excellently maintained. Yet, Isaac did not suffer a single injury.

“What is this? Does Isaac possess such abilities?”

Isaac, who naturally knew the original work and all the settings, was also confused. Isaac couldn’t have had such abilities, right? However, that thought quickly passed, and Isaac dismissed it as inconsequential.

“Good things happen to good people.”

Isaac hesitated no more. He didn’t dodge the countless weapons approaching him; he simply withstood them head-on. Fists and metallic swords made of flesh and bone.

Surprisingly, what couldn’t withstand the assault and broke was the metallic sword. However, recognizing that even the elite holy knights couldn’t pierce through, they chose to retreat in fear.

“Half of them have already fallen in just one battle.”

Ulysses calmly analyzed Isaac’s strength. Besides the unyielding body that wouldn’t break, the overwhelming power and speed were the main issues. There were no shields or armor to block that man’s fists.

His movements were as fast as Zeus’s lightning, and no one could properly keep up. Indeed, did he possess the skill to make such a loud noise? Ulysses finally made up his mind.

“I apologize for my rudeness. I failed to recognize a hero.”

“It doesn’t matter. Recognition or not, my worth doesn’t disappear.”

“Indeed, you are very different from the heroes I’ve seen.”

The heroes Ulysses had seen were all monsters thirsty for money and achievements. Yes, trash that wouldn’t hesitate to slaughter innocent people for those goals.

But that man was different. Before caring about money and achievements, he genuinely sought to save people. Even though he still seemed inexperienced in the ways of the world. Well, perhaps that was for the better.

If he were to continue fighting and die, he could finally be liberated from the days of past suffering. What would come after, Ulysses honestly didn’t know. He had done what he could. So, he could now relax.

“I have a request.”

“What is it?”

“Use the sword.”

“Commander!”

The holy knights were shocked and tried to dissuade Ulysses. The man was already a monster without using weapons. But if he were to use a weapon as well? Just the thought sent shivers down the spine of the holy knights.

However, Ulysses remained unfazed. He just looked at Isaac with calm eyes. His readiness for death was palpable. And then, Isaac spoke.

“I refuse.”

“Even so, you are the commander of the holy knights. At the very least, you are worthy of using a weapon, no?”

“It’s not about that.”

Could it be that he didn’t even consider himself worthy of using a weapon? Despite Ulysses trying to persuade in his own way, Isaac shook his head. It wasn’t a matter of whether there was value in using the sword or not.

“It seems there’s some reason after all.”

“…”

“Alright, if you put it that way, I can’t help but accept.”

Ulysses drew the sword he had at his waist. Isaac remained silent. Ulysses Pragh, the Lord of Saren and concurrently the commander of the holy knights, known as the strongest commander in history.

Although he holds the position of the leader of the lowest-ranking Holy Knights, his skill is no exaggeration, even compared to the highest-ranking White Knights and Centurions. Soon, a sword filled with full concentration and power swung like a lightning bolt.

“I’ll see if you can withstand without drawing your weapon.”

* * *

“Did most of them evacuate with this?”

Cain muttered, breathing heavily. The plan to create a fearful atmosphere using bombs and then evacuate the fortress with fireworks surprisingly succeeded.

Of course, confirming the number of about 800 people was a very difficult task. Fortunately, Yurina took charge and resolved it herself. The territory residents also maintained order when Yurina took charge.

Thanks to that, the chaos quickly disappeared. Cain clicked his tongue. Not only in position but also in abilities, she was a woman befitting the title of a lord. But does someone like me really suit her?

“I was having unnecessary thoughts again?”

“Well, uh, it just happened.”

“You were looking at me with a distant gaze.”

“I did that?!”

“It’s a lie, though!”

If, in response to her sticking out her tongue and teasing, you feel not anger but cuteness, is that a sickness or a normal condition? At that moment, I was caught in confusion, feeling an emotion I had never experienced before.

“Now that evacuation is complete, let’s return to the fortress.”

“What? Go back there? Are you in your right mind right now?!”

To say I’ll go back into the lion’s den with my own feet. It was natural for Cain to have a strong reaction. But Yurina shook her head. Therefore, he had no choice but to go back.

“You can’t ignore it forever.”

“….”

“Well, at least I want to see it for myself.”

“Well, you were that kind of guy.”

Never turning away from issues related to oneself. A personality that can only be resolved by oneself. Perhaps because of that personality, I may have fallen for her. Cain clicked his tongue.

“But we have to hurry. I don’t know how long Isaac can hold out.”

“Is it that serious? Even Sir Isaac seemed strong…”

“Holy Knights might somehow manage to hold them off. But your father is on a different level.”

Cain had already sensed that Isaac was not an ordinary opponent. No matter how elite the Holy Knights were, someone like Isaac couldn’t withstand them, even with greater numbers.

But the biggest problem was Yuris. Yuris was a knight who even Cain had heard of, known for his skill throughout the kingdom. Cain spoke with a furrowed brow.

“The strongest force in the kingdom is the White Knights. And your father is a knight with power equal to one of the seven White Knights in the kingdom.”

“How strong are the White Knights?”

“At the very least, a force that can single-handedly handle a moderate-sized army.”

“I see! Thank you!”

“Why do you like it so much?”

No, I understand why you like it. Do you know that you must cross that powerful mountain right now? Cain urged his footsteps, swallowing his words. The outcome was obvious.

If they clashed head-on, it would be a defeat. But if Isaac could hold on, if he could join in the battle. Then maybe he could find a way to retreat by targeting their weaknesses.

Kwoong! Quaaang!!

However, what awaited them as they returned to the castle was the sound of the trembling ground and the crumbling castle walls. And in the midst of it all, the sight of them colliding with each other.

No, not colliding.

It was not a collision, but rather Ulysses hurried to defend himself, while Isaac relentlessly attacked him. Cain couldn’t say a word in the face of this spectacle that exceeded his imagination.

Anyone gathered here felt the same way.

Overwhelmed.

An unknown hero was overwhelming the power of a white knight.