Tale of the Fake Hero - Chapter 232



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Season 3: Episode 40

– Ah, what should I do… … Our Camilla, you leave me alone like this… … .

On the day my mother died, it rained heavily. It was the kind of rain that soaked not only my body, but also the earth and my soul.

I can’t forget the bloody smell of that day.

The fishy smell seeped deep into the soil, and when the water and soil met, the smell became so strong that it was suffocating.

“Enemy ships approaching, 30 seconds until first effective range… … .”

The sulfurous smell of burnt remains seeped through the gaps between the smell of water and the smell of earth.

A nauseating stench… … .

A smell I never want to remember again… … .

But that smell was lingering like a daily occurrence in the southernmost battlefield. There was nowhere to escape to.

“14th Artillery Battalion, prepare to fire.”

Memories that can never be forgotten bind the body’s movements and enslave the brain to the past.

I can’t do anything… … .

I can’t think of anything… … .

On the day of the first battle, even though I had strengthened my resolve so much, the reason I could not stop trembling was probably because of this memory.

“Kami.”

But… …it was a similarly foul-smelling situation, but different.

The teacher who put the helmet on right before my eyes was alive. He was alive and speaking.

There was life in the way he connected the chain of his armor to his helmet, covering his entire face except for his eyes.

“It’s a really irresponsible thing to say, isn’t it? If Kami wants to continue on the path of a warrior… … he can’t just look forward at moments like this.”

“What do you mean?”

“Look to your side, look behind you. You see your friends and colleagues whom you must protect.”

My teacher had been teaching me about courage for a long time, but this was the first time he had clearly taught me the mindset of a warrior.

There are words that remain like a lamp… … .

There are words that remain deep in your heart like a light during the process of growing up. The words I heard back then were one of them.

“Then you can understand. A sword is a tool for killing, but it can also be a tool for protecting. Only when you know that can you find courage.”

Your scent, first departure (6)

“The enemy is climbing the walls!”

When the battle of the Red Lotus Corps begins, the Witch of Sloth, Melene, takes command from atop her telekinetic chair.

Melene resides in the sky.

Although the risk of becoming a target for enemies increased, she had no problem creating a powerful barrier around herself.

“2nd assault unit, deploy… … .”

Melene was primarily responsible for the advance and retreat of the military (with the most important decisions being approved by Laminea). She looked for weak points in the weakened or broken-through camp and relayed them to her officers.

That’s not all of his performance.

It was she who created a barrier for the members in dangerous situations, and it was she who created a barrier against heat.

“The signal has arrived from Melene. Let us charge bravely, brothers!”

She was also a communications axe.

Information and requests pouring in from all over the battlefield were focused on Melene and then dispersed to the appropriate places.

It is said that she is the one who can grasp the chaos of the battlefield faster and more clearly than anyone else in the corps.

‘The situation is not good, but there are too many enemies… … .’

Pibibibibing… … Countless ice picks are seen swirling around, piercing the limbs of the five Uruks.

‘That kid named Yohan is useful… … . It’s only his second fight, and he’s already supporting Toad well… … . He also has a good sense of battle magic… … .’

Compared to that… … .

It seems like Laminea’s disciples won’t be able to hold out for long…

At that time, Camilla was not in the rear because she was afraid of the enemy. No, it would be a lie to say she wasn’t afraid, but what she was truly afraid of was… .

“The third wave of enemies is landing! Northeast, damn it, how did they get up there? Did they climb up the cliff?”

“Iron bird, Chapter 14! 7 vertical and 7 horizontal!”

“Secure the gates! Wait, wait, wait, permission to fire! Fire!”

As I turned my eyes from the sight of the Uruks falling and being torn apart by the hail of bullets to the Master, I suddenly thought.

“The third wave has been neutralized… … .”

“Hold fire! Load 1st and 2nd rows, prepare to fire 3rd and 4th rows. Melene, hold the barrier until the offensive slows down! We need to distract the enemy.”

“It’s annoying, but… … Okay. Just before we break through the South Gate.”

“I’ll go. Mr. Griffbern, please take command.”

“Be careful, Captain. The foul stench of the devil is even more intense today. This is the stench of death… … .”

“Sir, when did those things rolling around in the sewage ever spray perfume?”

“That’s what I’m saying, but that’s not what I’m saying. Something feels ominous.”

“Yes, I will be careful. Reserve, are you ready?”

“Just give the orders, Commander.”

“Okay. I’ll take the lead, everyone follow me!”

At first, I thought that the Master in the battlefield was different than usual, but that wasn’t the case at all.

All the teachings you have given me so far.

The days of companionship that have been with us so far.

I came to realize that the Master consistently taught and personally demonstrated only one mindset.

‘Courage.’

The courage to help others.

The courage to fight for the powerless and the weak.

‘The courage to be brave for those who cannot be brave.’

That thrilling realization makes me take a step forward.

Just across the battlefield… … .

In the midst of pitch-black despair, to a place that requires courage, in short, a warrior.

“Father, we’re breaking through the North Gate siege ramparts!”

“Build a garrison! Block them from entering!”

“Request for rescue from Lady Melene… …!”

“What’s the use of trying! We’re already engaged in combat on all fronts! There are no reserves left to deploy!”

“These, these are endless… … !”

“What is that, what is that!”

“What the heck is that huge thing… … !”

The Uruks’ physique was overwhelming as they broke through the gates that had been cracked by the siege rams.

– Uruk worships the number 5, the number of the , and considers the number 10, which is the number of 5 added twice, sacred. Therefore, the ranks of warriors are also based on 10.

Chief.

Baekjang (a hundred years old).

– From the Heavenly King, he is a being who can command a thousand warriors. In small and medium clans, he serves as the chieftain, and in large clans belonging to High Tark, he rises to the position of ‘Battle Captain’.

How did the theory instructor Birang conclude this training during the warrant officer training?

– You may think that he is not something you can deal with from the top, but he is actually a hundred-strong being. That means he has the power to subjugate a hundred Uruk warriors.

Never even think about confronting it head on.

– That’s a dog’s death.

On his wicked arm was a tattoo of the Uruk numeral ‘Bahug’, meaning ‘hundred’.

‘Baekjang… …!’

The spearman who had been protecting the gate with his body turned into a lump of blood and flew into the air.

‘in action.’

A nightmare is creeping in.

‘Move, move, move, please.’

Some of the blood clots were alive.

‘I’ve been training.’

Someone was vomiting blood and unable to get up, just before being swept away by the relentless waves of nightmare.

‘Over and over again, over and over again.’

Camilla twisted her arms around her trembling legs and spread them shoulder-width apart, taking a stance.

‘It was all for this kind of situation.’

Before the sledgehammer swinging wildly through the ash-filled air could end someone’s life.

– You have to honestly communicate with the sword what you want to achieve with it.

That memory.

A dream beyond that.

Happiness of distant days.

– Then the sword will respond.

At that moment, when everything was about to be sucked into the vortex of death and there was no turning back.

Ten-letter alphabet, seventh form.

Brain dragon.

A single flash of light that burns the volcanic ash that had turned the world black.

The sword has a will.

Courage is loaded onto the blade.

Annihilate the being that tries to take away the peace, love, and dreams that a person dreams of in the name of everyday life.

‘The Hundred Generals of Uruk… …!’

‘Attack… …?’

The soldiers’ eyes widened as the hammer bounced and the white general retreated.

It’s light.

The light was still thin, dim, and small, not dazzling, but it was definitely light.

It is the light of courage.

Courage is a flame, it is transmitted to others’ hearts in an instant and burns again. The one who makes it possible is a warrior.

– Save me, save me, Mom, Mom is dying, Mom!

On the day my mother died, I cried helplessly and ran around, but there was no one to help me.

Maybe that’s what I was thinking at the time.

Maybe I’ve been longing for it since then.

A person like a master who can readily extend a hand to someone in their despair. Is that why there is such a fragrance in the master’s actions?

‘It was impossible to perfectly summon the True Brain Dragon, but I was still able to block the attack and counterattack.’

It might have been cleaner if he had gone in with a 5th-form assault, but he might have died because he couldn’t block the hammer.

“Are you okay?!”

He was positioned between the spearman and the general, taking a deep breath, and the texture of the blood splattered on his face was strange.

Not a liquid but a solid… … ?

It was quite strange to see the clumps of blood that had turned black and hardened and scattered by the blade of magic, but I had no time to care about that.

“Iron Birds, gather behind the 10th step! 13?12, spearmen, spread your wings to both sides!”

“you!”

“I’ll take care of this guy, so hurry!”

At that moment, the Uruk general simply glared at Camilla in an eerie silence.

The only sound you can hear is the sound of heavy rain.

As the monsoon rain poured down to the point where it was difficult to keep one’s eyes open, the hammer and the blade clashed once again, sending sparks flying noisily.

‘It’s heavy… … !’

That massive impact that felt like every bone in my body was crushed.

Breath, breath… … !

The hammer, which was far larger than the standard size, could not be completely blocked even with the power of a circle.

“Camilla!”

There was an intangible force that gently yet firmly held Camilla, who was being pushed by that force and rolling around violently on the mud.

Telekinesis… …!

When I raised my head, I saw Melene reaching out her hand towards me. At the same time, I could see her hastily writing a letter.

‘To the Master? No, no. You shouldn’t come here. The Master is busy with other things. I don’t want to cause trouble.’

Extreme concentration, correcting all postures with one breath.

It condenses all the noise of the world into a single point and pushes it far away from consciousness.

What should I do?

The guy’s height is too high.

The locations of the vital points that can be targeted are too high, even excluding the neck and head.

– If the opponent is a skilled player, it is impossible to target the vital point at once.

Into that world of concentration, the voice of a friend flows in like a ripple.

– So, at that time, he said that it was important to gradually weaken the opponent by exploiting their weak points that could be seen and targeted.

It was Baekjang who took the initiative.

Camilla also regained consciousness as she ran through the rain, swinging her two iron clubs fiercely.

From the world of concentration to the world of combat.

‘It’s impossible to confront them head on, you’ll be pushed back by the difference in strength.’

It was just a moment.

In an instant, Camilla sheathed her sword, and in an instant, she jerked her body up vertically.

There was an explosion and a cloud of dust as the hammer struck the ground I had been standing on.

‘Ah, how stupid… …!’

Melene sighed.

He would have risen into the air to aim for Baekjang’s neck, but since humans are not flying beasts, his options are drastically limited in gravity.

‘That old man has two iron mallets. Didn’t you think about that?’

Baekjang was seen pulling the hammer in his left hand behind his shoulder.

‘There isn’t much magical power available.’

By firmly dominating the horizontal space, it will crush Camilla’s body, which is aimed at her neck.

‘I have no choice but to devote myself to the barrier… … .’

Right now, Uruk’s crossbows are flying towards us again and again… Hmm?

‘What, why aren’t you holding a knife?’

In that moment of agony, Camilla appeared in the sky, crouching upside down, stepping on the scabbard.

Like a witch on a broomstick.

The arm stretched down was firmly holding the hilt and scabbard of the sword, and the force shaking from the scabbard was undoubtedly concentrated magical power.

‘Why on earth?’

In that moment, as Uruk’s hammer was slicing through the air, Camilla pulled out her blade and simultaneously kicked the scabbard, diving down diagonally.

‘What on earth are you trying to do…?’

The trail of afterglow left by the blade howling with magical power was reminiscent of lightning.

It was only a matter of time before Camilla managed to slip through the gap between the legs of the Uruk general.

He uses his magical powers to slow his body down, but instead of suppressing the force of inertia, he immediately turns around and weaves his body directly onto the blade.

– Okay, when I say “flash”, you use it right away.

With the teacher’s voice ringing clearly in my mind.

– Five, four, three… … Flash!

A leap and landing, sudden acceleration or braking, the inevitable reaction that comes with the movement of any force… … a tragic event that forces all of these forces into a single line.

“The 6th form of the Ten Characters—!”

It may not be able to display the same martial arts skills as the true sword Galadiel, which split the heavens and earth with a single lightning bolt and burned down a volcano, but if it reaches a certain level, it is one of the extraordinary powers that can cut down the entire horizon.

That cuts it clearly.

That force definitely split things apart.

Behind the knees of the Uruk general… … the weak points that a bipedal creature would naturally have, namely the hamstrings on both sides.

“—Lightning Dance Slash!”