How to Live as a Knight After the Ending - Chapter 66
Only Noblemtl
Episode 66. Moving forward (1)
In the silence that lingered, only the sound of Ossian’s footsteps could be heard.
It’s a knight.
He was not a knight who received a title from the royal family and carried a ceremonial sword, but a orthodox knight like you would see in old tales.
A pure white full body armor and helmet of sophisticated design. Blue eyes flowing within it.
The pure white cloak fluttering down her shoulders had a beautiful appearance, as if the Milky Way in the night sky had been cut out and spread out, regardless of what the inner lining was made of.
A soft white flame flickered above the silver longsword he held in his hand.
Everyone watching the scene was overwhelmed.
The Marquis de Dubuie who tried to kill Princess Orlea, the wizard who fired the spell, the sisters who were wandering around, and the criminals in the prison who watched Bola’s death from afar.
With a clanking sound, Ossian stood next to Orlea, who had collapsed.
Orlea stared at Ossian as if she was possessed by something, then bit her lip and lowered her head.
“Stop it now.”
“… … .”
“I know you are very strong. But even if it ends like this, even stronger ones will come next. Even you won’t be able to withstand it.”
Orlea thought.
Why do people around me die?
It was his own fault.
I shouldn’t have been alive. I shouldn’t have been connected to anyone.
No, it wasn’t meant to be born in the first place.
“Thanks to you, I was able to fulfill my life, even if only briefly. It was a destiny that was not mine to begin with, but I received a great gift. So this is all for now.”
A sob was added to Orlea’s voice.
“If I do more than that, I… … will start to want to live again without shame.”
If you live, those around you will die.
No one wants to die, but this was worse than dying.
The last thing that crossed Orlea’s mind was the image of her nanny smiling at her and telling her not to worry.
Ossian looked down at Orlea and stared at the sword in his right hand.
In a moment when he was pushed to the limit and his senses became extremely sharp, the possibility of opening up a path occurred to Ossian.
“Shouldn’t we just live?”
“What is that… … .”
Orlea raised her head. Her eyes, filled with disbelief, turned to Ossian’s helmet.
As if trying to figure out what he meant, whether his words were sincere or just thoughtless.
“You don’t like the idea of other people dying because of you. I don’t understand your attitude of saying it’s your fault.”
Ossian asked, as if he truly did not know.
“Why is that your fault? Isn’t it the fault of the people who killed you?”
From inside the nebula, Ossian overheard the entire conversation outside.
Her extremely sensitive hearing clearly picked up the words of the Marquis de Dubuie over the thunder.
So Ossian could roughly know what Orlea had been through and what her current condition was.
“I, I… … .”
“Or are you afraid of what happens after you survive here?”
Orlean pursed her lips at the words that hit the nail on the head.
Actually, I was scared.
Even if she manages to survive here, what awaits her will be an even harsher royal environment.
In that case, it might have been better to just die here.
“Aren’t you angry?”
“Even if I do, there’s nothing I can do about it.”
“So you choose death? Do you think the people who died for you would want that?”
“that…….”
“I don’t know for sure since I’ve never met them in person, but that’s what they told you.”
Ossian’s subsequent words were enough to make Orlea’s shoulders flinch.
“To survive.”
-Your Majesty, please stay alive.
Suddenly, the rough, warm hands of my nanny, who had been smiling kindly and squeezing my hand tightly, fluttered across my skin.
“No matter what happens, no matter how hard things get, you have to live.”
Ossian raised his sword and stared straight ahead.
Marquis Dubuie, who had come to his senses, was shouting and harassing the people around him.
“How do you know that?”
“I saw it.”
As Ossian fled with Princess Orlea, he watched her every move closely.
On the outside, he accepted death, but he was afraid of death, and deeper inside, he felt a desire to live.
Ossian knew. How many people had died in front of Princess Orlea to save her.
How many lives has this woman been forced to take on?
So, I can’t help but want to live, even though I’m denying it.
“A face that dreams of hope in order to live, while pretending not to know.”
From a distance, a wizard could be seen generating magic.
The Marquis de Dubuie’s men each took out their guns and aimed them in this direction.
A combination of wizards and gunners. Approximately 40 people in number.
Dealing with it.
Just one knight with armor and a sword.
The weapons, numbers, and environment are all unfavorable.
From the beginning, the situation was such that a fight could not take place.
Still.
Ossian didn’t think he would lose.
“Let me show you.”
Where should a person who wants to live head towards?
Ossian lowered his stance and grabbed his sword.
In the slowly flowing time, the mouth of the Marquis de Dubuie shouted something.
Judging from the shape of his mouth, it looked like he was saying ‘shoot’.
A trigger that pulls and a gun that spits fire.
The bullets were pointed at Ossian and Orlea.
Ossian saw it and kicked the ground.
His body was shot straight ahead like a cannon.
It was impossible to move diagonally to dodge or anything like that.
Behind him was Princess Orlean.
If she dodges the bullet here, she’ll be the one to die.
Holy Glow Armor.
Ossian decided to trust this white armor made from the power of starlight.
The sight of the flying bullets appears to be in slow motion.
It is not a regular firearm, but a specially modified firearm used by the military, so its power is quite different.
Ossian didn’t stop or try to avoid it even after seeing it.
The choice was an honest charge.
The moment the bullet hits the armor.
Titi ting.
The bullets were shattered or bounced off the strange force that formed the armor and rolled along the ground.
As if to prove that he would never yield to external pressure, Seonggwanggapju was unharmed even after being hit by flying bullets.
Rather, it shone even brighter.
“What, what are you guys doing! Keep shooting!”
The Marquis de Dubuie screamed loudly.
The muzzle fired ceaselessly, pounding like rain on Ossian’s armor.
Ossian didn’t stop.
Rather, the magic unit activated the magic they had prepared as they closed the distance with a momentum similar to a bull’s rage.
Flash!
A dazzling light exploded with magical power forming in the air, and a powerful electricity shot out in a straight line towards Ossian.
Ossian raised his Holy Light Sword in a running stance and swung it towards the lightning.
The moment the blue current met the pure white flame, it disintegrated and scattered like salt dissolving in water.
As if the magic just now was a mirage.
Only the residual current, writhing in the air like an earthworm, crackling and squirming, told me that the magic just now had been real and not a dream.
“Uh, how can you use magic with a sword… … .”
The expressions of the magician who performed the magic and the surrounding assistant magicians were astonishing.
Ossian did not answer that question.
There was only one thing he had to do now.
Moving forward without giving up at any moment.
That’s the path Ossian has walked so far.
It was a virtue that a knight must possess.
breakthrough.
Ossian, who had finally come within striking distance, clashed with the enemy lines.
The front line was blocked by infantry carrying large shields as big as their own size, but they could not stop the charge of Ossian, who was wearing full armor.
Behind Ossian’s back, his flowing cloak spread out like wings, creating a pure white ring.
A flashing ring accompanied by a zinging sound gave Ossian a massive acceleration on his back.
Kwajik!
The shield shattered as soon as it touched the Holy Grail.
Ossian was literally like a chariot.
The soldiers in the line were swept away like fallen autumn leaves, flying like corn and rolling around in all directions.
Still, Ossian did not stop.
[Mana Protection]
Defensive magic was deployed.
The defensive magic that the wizards combined was so strong that even Volar, who died at the hands of Ossian, could not penetrate it.
But Ossian ran over the defensive magic circle and struck it with his shoulder.
The moment the wizards saw that sight, they tried to laugh at Ossian.
Oh my!
The defensive magic resonated loudly and dust rose up around them.
The wizards felt the shock transmitted through the magic circle resonate through their bodies, causing their insides to shake.
But my complacent thoughts that it was okay since it had already stopped changed the moment I saw the cracked magic circle.
Swish. Swish.
A magic circle with cracks like a spider web.
Soon it shattered and scattered like glass.
“You’re saying you’re going to break the magic circle we created with your bare body?”
“This is magically impossible!”
If you collide with a magic circle in this kind of ignorant way, it’s natural that the person you collide with will usually end up covered in blood.
But the reality unfolding before our eyes was the opposite.
What was broken was the magic circle, and Ossian still did not stop.
Ss …
Blue light streamed out from the black slits inside the white helmet that covered his face.
The wizards who saw that sight felt a chill down their spines.
Here we should have come up with another solution, but Ossian’s performance was so overwhelming that we didn’t think about it.
It was like a rhinoceros swooping into a flock of terrified sheep.
Every time Ossian took a step, the soles of his feet left deep imprints on the ground, so much so that they cracked.
The wizards who were caught up in the rush like a storm fell, splattering blood.
Orlean couldn’t help but be captivated by the sight.
It was an overwhelming and magnificent sight.
A knight who seems to have stepped out of a fairy tale gallops alone through the enemy lines.
Without bending, without stopping, he succeeded in breaking through in the end.
“That is… … an article.”
Orlean couldn’t help but feel a keen sense of what a knight was.
They are the breakers.
They are the ones who move forward.
they.
One who forges his own path and creates his own future.
At that moment, the embers of the firewood that had been burning deep in Princess Orlea’s heart were rekindled by the power of the starlight.
Boom!
The situation was quickly resolved when the Marquis de Dubuie’s direct wizard fell.
Ossian looked around at the fallen people.
The Marquis de Dubuie was nowhere to be seen, but as soon as he saw him charging towards him, he ran away like crazy.
Looking at the timing, it wasn’t because I noticed it was dangerous and left.
I just ran away because I was scared of Ossian’s appearance.
‘It turned out to be the right choice. I never thought I’d get out of here so quickly.’
Ossian thought about pursuing the Marquis de Dubuie, but gave up the idea.
It was impossible to leave Orlea, who was the object of escort, behind here.
‘Gaze.’
Ossian felt eyes watching him from afar.
An unpleasant sensation was running across my skin. I could feel the impurity in my gaze, trying to gauge my level.
There is even a subtle, sinister aura there.
He must have been a criminal from the Uluaz Prison, like Krua, Attila, and Bola.
But they must have noticed and didn’t do anything foolish like rushing towards Ossian.
‘Probably because he knows that Bola died by my hand.’
In addition, he was wearing a holy light armor and destroyed a group of magicians with his bare body, so if you come to fight after seeing that, it would be proof that you are a fool.
‘But that doesn’t mean I’ll give up.’
The brutal criminals released by the military reached a deal with the court by killing Princess Orlean.
If they fail, they will be thrown back into that harsh prison, so they will do whatever it takes to get at Orlea.
‘If you think about it, it’s right to remove that unsettling element right now.’
Ossian stared at the several criminals, then quickly turned his head away.
*
“Did you see it?”
“Yeah. He gave up on us.”
A gloomy man in his mid-fifties with a gaunt appearance and a man in his mid-thirties with a multi-purpose mechanical arm attached to his back took their hands off their binoculars.
“You didn’t see this side in the first place? It was so far away.”
“Even if that’s not the case, it’s not bad to be on guard against the guy who took down Bola.”
“Ha. Fighting a guy like that. Honestly, I don’t want to do that.”
It was practically suicidal to fight the guy who had cut down Bola with one stroke.
But that doesn’t mean they can run away, because location trackers are already implanted in their bodies, so no matter where they go, they can’t escape the military’s gaze.
‘Of course, that means we just have to somehow remove the tracker inside the body.’
For now, I was thinking of at least pretending to be after Princess Orlea.
At that moment, I felt a chilling energy behind me.
When they looked back, they saw that two women had been standing behind them for some time.
“When on earth?”
Among them, a man in his fifties recognized the other person and narrowed his eyes.
“Alencia hair.”
A woman with the title of Executor, one of the most powerful guards in Tirna.
It was impossible not to know. It was also because of Alencia that he was captured by Ullazar.
But that doesn’t mean you can be angry, because Alencia was in perfect condition right now.
Leggings, especially those worn on both legs.
Those black boots made of metal that went up to her thighs were the Arc Parts, a special weapon that Alencia Hair possessed.
But there was something more alarming than Alencia.
It’s literally white. Her skin, her hair, and even the clothes she’s wearing are all white.
That beautiful appearance is so beautiful that it almost feels out of place.
What was even stranger was that the woman in white wasn’t looking at them right now.
‘Where on earth?’
Where her gaze is directed.
It was there, far away, where Ossian was.
It was then that the woman in white opened her mouth.
“I finally found it, my one and only.”
Her eyes widened as if in ecstasy.