Pick Me Up!

I turned my gaze. We didn’t come here to watch. Let’s see, what else is there. ‘Bingo.’ A side road leading to the back of the battlefield. A group of soldiers was walking down the road, leading several carriages. [Cult Army Soldier Lv.21] X 87 [Cult Army Knight Lv.23] X 5 [Cult Army Mage Lv.25] Their name tags floated above. The tag color was red. A clear indication of being enemies. The other members seemed to have noticed the carriages too. “Looks like…” I started to speak. “Our target this time seems to involve this war.” “That means?” “Winning, isn’t it?” “There are many, though.” Velkist crossed his arms. “Not them. I mean the battlefield over there.” “I know. Thousands.” The battlefield was just a background for now. But as we ascend the floors, it will change. “So, are you scared?” “Nonsense. I like it. We’ve been doing trivial subjugation missions so far.” “Good. Follow me. We need to move fast.” I descended the hill. Human soldiers and knights were crossing the plain. “Hey, you know what we’re going to do, right?” “Kill them.” “Good job, Kishasha.” “It’s eerie, though.” Jenna sighed but also strung her bow. Well, there’s no fool here who would hesitate just because they’re humans. “We’ll ambush them. Don’t hesitate. Before they form up, take them down. Oh, also there’s a mage among them.” “I’ll handle him.” Katiio said. “Good.” I put my right hand on the sword sheath and my left on the dagger sheath. I dashed down the dozens of meters of hill in one go. Pushing through the bushes, I chased after the back of the carriage. “…Eh?” A soldier who was chatting at the back made eye contact with me. He didn’t even have time to scream, grabbing his throat and collapsing. An arrow was lodged in him. “Huh!” The soldier next to him gasped. My thrown dagger stuck in his forehead. Slish. I drew my sword. They noticed us after that. “It’s an ambush!” “Don’t panic! Arm yourselves and counterattack! How many are there?” “Fi, five!” “What?” Ding Ding Ding Ding! The emergency bell rang. It doesn’t matter. “Kyaah!” Kishasha leapt several meters high, landing on the carriage. Her claws extended long. “Hiick, that kid is…” Kishasha’s eyes slit vertically. Climbing down the roof of the carriage like a snake, Kishasha’s hand wriggled. Two soldiers’ upper bodies flew off, spraying blood. ‘I wish Eolka was here.’ In such a battle, there’s no one like her. Tsk tsk. I clicked my tongue and swung my sword. A dazed soldier was cut into pieces. “Hmph.” Velkist plunged into the midst of the enemies. His sword moved like a snake, skewering three people. “Form up!” Ping! A commanding officer with a splendid helmet drew his sword, but an arrow immediately lodged in his chest. Jenna had climbed onto the carriage, sniping key targets. First, officers. Second, archers. “Are you mercenaries?” “It doesn’t matter.” I swung my sword down. The soldier raised his iron shield, but when the sword stuck, the shield crumpled like paper. The impact broke the soldier’s leg bones. “Hurk, ahahak!” Slice. I ended his pain. ‘They’re no match.’ No one could withstand a single strike. The sword broke and the shield shattered. It was like snapping chopsticks. In no time, more than ten corpses piled up next to me. Not a single one had their limbs intact. “Monsters!” “Don’t panic, fight! The Goddess is with us… Cough!” “Damn it!” From the distance, a young knight in silver armor appeared. “I, the Silver Paladin, Kyle von Strauss, representing the wrath of the Goddess, have arrived! If you stand in the way of the Goddess, my fierce swordsmanship will strike you down!” “…” “You are…!” The knight widened his eyes when he saw me. He hesitated for a moment, then smiled triumphantly. “Hahaha! Finally, we meet.” “Hm?” I let go of the soldier I was holding by the neck. The soldier collapsed as if bewitched and didn’t get up. “Do you remember? The great battle on the stairs. The sacred duel we had with our lives on the line! Finally, after 5 years. I, Kyle, the heir of the Strauss family, the Silver Paladin! I’ve never forgotten!” “…What are you talking about?” “Huh, I’ll make you remember. Don’t you ache from the wound back then? This time won’t be easy. I’ll show you my secret technique. It’s called Heat Wave Slash…!” Thump! The knight was sent flying by Kishasha’s punch. The knight, hit in the head, writhed on the ground before stopping. “Do you know this guy?” Velkist shook off the blood from his sword and asked. “I don’t.” Have I met this guy? Was it on the 15th floor? I have no recollection of it. Well, it doesn’t matter. I turned my attention away from him and searched for other targets. The battle was already nearing its end. There was no need to form up. Dozens of soldiers were beaten without managing a proper counterattack. “Hurk!” “Demons, they are demons!” A seemingly mage-like old man was lying down. Blood flowed from his nose, eyes, and ears. Anti-Casting. One of the magicians’ specialties. Reversing the opponent’s magic to cause a backlash in their mana. This old man probably collapsed without casting a single decent spell. “No matter how much you struggle…” A knight with a severed arm laughed weakly. “Our victory. The tide won’t change! Oh Goddess, please watch over us!” Swoosh. I cut off his throat in one stroke. This guy was the last. “A Trivial battle.” Velkist sheathed his sword. “They were too weak. It wasn’t like this before.” “Maybe we’ve gotten too strong. Excessively… I mean.” “Excessively?” “Almost like human weapons. It doesn’t feel real, though.” Jenna touched her cheek shyly. Well, anyway. ‘War, huh.’ I sat on the wheel of the carriage. Around me lay countless soldiers and knights. I seemed to have a rough idea of this mission’s concept. Not a raid. A large-scale battle. Clearly on the disadvantaged side. ‘Like that f$ckin game, Dynasty Warriors?’

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