Deep in the hearts of the Black Lion Knights guarding the eastern gate, despair was slowly rising.
"Guard the gate, guard the gate!"
"We're guarding it. It's going to collapse at any moment! That ogre... What kind of mutant is it? It's so strong!"
—Bam, bang!
With one punch, the wood chips flew around.
With two punches, the steel plate on the inside was crushed like a piece of paper.
In the first place, considering that the mutant ogre was much taller than the gate, it was a miracle that it didn't immediately break apart.
It was a sight that would surely discourage even the bravest knights.
Even other big monsters, such as trolls and bugbears, were slowly gathering around the ogre.
"The others are coming! All members of the 500th Regiment, disperse! Build a defensive line!" "S-what are we going to do about the gate?"
"Fuck, what are we going to do about it! Stop asking stupid questions and at least block them from coming!"
In a helpless situation, screams and shouts were heard inside and outside the walls, and the gate was finally on the verge of being ripped off its hinges.
—Kuung!
The ground began to shake from far away.
—Kkiek? Kkieeeek!!! —Kwaang!
"Chief, the chief is coming this way!" "Whaaaa!"
The leader of the Black Lions was running toward his subordinates.
With each step the man in the pitch-black armor took, the monsters around him were crushed one by one, and a path opened up wherever his footsteps touched.
And finally, as the man broke through the waves of monsters and approached the wall.
—Woooooooo!
"Chief! It's dangerous! Chief!" "Hey, you didn't even draw your sword!"
Even the ogre, who had been ignoring the attack with the aura, judged his presence to be a threat, and tried to drive the man out by raising a huge fist the size of a human torso.
However.
—Kwaang!
With an unbelievable explosion that was the result of fists colliding, the giant monster knelt before the small human who could barely fit on his knees.
—Woooooo, Woooooooo…
"Th, my goodness…"
"Oh, an ogre with his bare hands. And with just one punch… This, this isn't a human…"
To the members of the Black Lion Knights, the new commander who had just taken office was just a vague figure.
Of course, everyone knew that he was strong.
Since the inauguration, he has displayed an extremely terrifying aura and made hundreds of superhumans bow down before him.
However, no one knew that he would be this overwhelming.
What is an ogre?
With his enormous size and unimaginable strength, he was a tyrant who reigned at the top of the monster ecosystem.
He treats trolls that regenerate endlessly as toys, and rips open lycanthropes protected by the full moon.
Even his hide is imbued with innate mystery, so he can withstand the sharpest blades, auras, and magic that twists the laws of the world, all with a firm will.
His strength is the pinnacle of absurdity.
It is a monster that must be defeated through 'hunting' rather than 'battle', at the expense of countless knights.
"Is everyone okay? You held out well despite the dangerous situation."
Then what should we call the man who defeated such an ogre head-on, and with one blow?
A hero? Or a monster?
Perhaps even such adjectives are meaningless, but for the Black Lion Knights, one thing is certain.
"Just hold on a little longer. I'll finish this soon."
"Yes! Commander!!!"
The leader of the Black Lions.
As long as Wolfgang von Schwarz fights with them.
The word defeat can be erased from your mind.
When the flow of the battlefield itself changes because of a single man.
The blue-haired female knight, Agnes, once again had to face an unwelcome encounter.
A man standing tall among the frozen corpses of monsters.
He was not in a normal state even at first glance. It was giggling nonstop as if it was some kind of drug, and a dark aura was emanating from the orb in its hand.
Agnes fixed her sword and sweated profusely at the sight of that ominous sight.
'Was it all a trap from the beginning? '
From the western gate, monsters that were not individually strong, like kobolds or goblins, but rather threatening in numbers, were endlessly swarming.
No matter how superhuman the knights were, they would get tired if they had to deal with so many enemies.
That's why Agnes stepped forward to relieve the physical burden on her subordinates.
The coldness she displayed might have been a little annoying to the strong monsters, but to the weak monsters, it was no different from a wave of death spreading out over a wide area.
She walked around the battlefield alone, drawing the monsters' attention as if she was herding livestock.
When enough people gathered, they were all frozen, and then they went somewhere else and repeated the process.
By the time the number of monsters who had met their most efficient deaths due to Agnes's imagination had reached four digits,
She had been isolated in the middle of the battlefield, separated from her subordinates without realizing it.
The battlefield was designed as if the vice-captain was easily able to handle the entire western wall, so the surplus troops naturally moved to help out on other fronts.
However, despite having defeated all the monsters around her, Agnes could not easily move to another place.
Because a man who was radiating a dangerous aura completely different from his previous sloppy appearance was standing in front of her.
"Sir Pietro, no… you don't even need to use honorifics. What on earth have you done?"
"What have you done? I am bringing destruction upon those who dared to ignore me."
The former commander of the Black Lion Knights, Pietro de Medici.
Agnes knew all too well what kind of person he was. He was a superior whom she had supported for years despite not liking it.
A worthless person who had used his family's power to escape to the rear despite being a target for conscription due to the war.
After committing such a cowardly act, he would have been more than happy to remain quiet until the end of the war, but he boasted of corruption and incompetence that crossed the line and almost completely destroyed the entire knighthood.
The author who always walked a tightrope on the verge of crossing the line, but somehow managed to preserve his position until the end by using his family's protection and his natural cunning.
In the end, it seems that he had fallen to a point where there was no turning back.
"No matter how incompetent he was, I thought he was at least wearing the skin of a human. I didn't know he was such an animalistic punk."
—Keeeeeek, keeeeek!
The black orb in Pietro's hand. Every time it shone, monsters would scream and swarm from far away.
That fact meant only one thing.
The culprit who had attracted a legion of monsters that could push an entire county was none other than him.
"Kuuuuu… Still Angkalji, Vice-Captain. After all, beautiful roses have thorns."
—Churup
The appearance of the former superior, who was already repulsive, was even more repulsive when he threw away even the mask of hypocrisy and openly revealed his desires.
Agnes felt goosebumps all over her body when she saw that.
"That black bead in your hand. What is that? Have you joined hands with the devil? Or have you been fooled by the nonsense of the traitors? Either way, you are now a traitor. Aren't you afraid of His Majesty the Emperor's wrath?"
The cold air that was radiating even more coldly due to the intense anger pressed down on Pietro, but.
He just laughed and babbled in an exaggerated tone, as if he was mocking the knight in front of him.
"Your Majesty the Emperor! Oh, you are truly a fearsome person! But is he here right now? Is his gaze upon me? If so, I would have already become a corpse. But you are still alive and well, huh?"
As if he did not feel even the slightest threat from her.
Pietro, who scanned Agnes' entire body with a creepy gaze full of desire, continued to talk in a confident tone.
"Why, it seems that your tongue has grown longer, so you are starting to lose strength. Even if others praise our vice-captain as a genius, I know all about it. It is premature."
"Hah...!"
The expression was truly vulgar, but it was true to the words.
The radius of the cool coldness emanating from Agnes was gradually shrinking.
A manifestation image that manipulates the surrounding environment with will. Maintaining it inevitably consumes a huge amount of energy and mana.
In addition, she was the one who single-handedly swept away the monsters that had gathered at the western gate.
There was no way she could maintain the image any longer.
In fact, since she was forcibly squeezing out all her strength, it was burdensome to even continue the standoff like this.
Pietro, who had become a knight commander, had barely been able to handle the Auror, let alone complete the image.
If he rushed at Agnes now, he would be able to subdue her right away.
The reason he didn't do so, however, was...
"Why don't we stop counting the days? She'll be whining in my arms anyway. I'm finally going to get to enjoy those enormous breasts."
"...Shallow brat."
It was because of the lowly desire he had for Agnes, stemming from his inferiority complex.
As the cold air that Agnes was radiating gradually weakened, Pietro took a step closer to her.
Agnes had already lost her strength and her legs and body were starting to tremble.
She could never see that disgusting person satisfied, so she stood still, maintaining her composure with only her mental strength.
She looked at Pietro, who was gradually approaching her, with eyes full of hate and muttered as if spitting out a curse.
"You're the leader who will come to condemn you soon?"
"If you are a strong man who will not be able to lose to anyone, he will be able to save her. "
But it was only for a moment. Soon, a creepy smile, as if intoxicated by something, appeared on his face again.
"Ah, that crazy bastard? That ignorantly large and strong bastard. He can't come! I sent a very special friend."
"What...?"
"An ogre. A guy with a lot of 'blessings'. He's not an ordinary guy, so he'll probably have a hard time. At least he can't come for a short time. He was made to deal with the captain in the first place."
"...!"
Agnes's expression slowly began to crumble.
Pietro's expression was too confident to be considered nonsense.
'No... '
That creepy black aura.
It made Pietro, who was weaker than her, into a powerful force that could not be ignored in just a few weeks.
What if the ogre, who was already a powerful monster, was strengthened by that?
Of course, even if that were the case, Wolfgang wouldn't lose, but it would take a considerable amount of time to deal with him as he said.
"I'm getting tired of playing with him now."
"Get out! If you come any closer, I'll cut you down!"
"Keuheu... Women really don't know anything. The way you rebel makes men burn even more."
As Pietro's filthy body approached, Agnes put away her thoughts that had become meaningless and instead swung her sword with all her might.
—Thump!
Pietro's bare hand, which was flowing with dark energy, blocked her so easily.
"W-what!"
"Fuck, why are you buying it so expensively? You're not a virgin anymore since you've already given it to that bastard. You were laughing openly the first time you saw him. I told you not to kill him. Let's go easy on him, Vice-Captain."
Agnes tried her best to tear off the grip of the guy who started to babble in earnest, but.
Even the black energy that resisted even the Auror could not be pierced with just a little bit of strength.
—Snap!
Just like that, the blade that was grabbed by the guy broke helplessly.
"Just touch me with even one fingertip. I'll bite your tongue right away."
"Oh, don't worry. You won't die if you bite your tongue."
"Then I'll just explode the Auror and burst your heart. I'd rather die than be held by you."
"You... crazy bitch! I'll let you go!"
When the rebellion gradually lost its meaning and continued pitifully.
"Stop being a jerk and just be quiet..."
—Crack!
With an eerie cracking sound that should never come from a human body, the head of the fool who had been corrupted by petty desires flew into the air, scattering flesh and brain matter.