Tale of the Fake Hero - Chapter 257
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Season 3: Episode 65
Troll. A word derived from the ancient word Trolle, meaning volcanic rock.
“Trolls have a rocky, no, ancient igneous rock as their skin. Naturally, bullets and swords are impervious to them, and even cannonballs only cause cracks if they don’t hit directly.”
This gave the trolls an extraordinary defensive ability in combat situations, as they were completely impervious to standard human weaponry.
“There is even an anecdote where a single troll wiped out an entire infantry regiment. As befitting their characteristics, they were in charge of the armored forces among the six great demon tribes.”
However, perhaps due to the overload that came with acquiring such powerful physical abilities, the troll’s intelligence was inferior to that of an animal.
All demons are subspecies of humans.
One of the fallen forms of humanity that accepted the abyss, the troll’s intelligence remained before the primitive society, so it was not an absolute threat.
“That is, when the ogre is not leading them.”
Ogre. A language derived from the old word Ogheth, which translates to ‘cannibalistic rock’.
“Ogres are a subspecies of trolls, with a body size that is 1.5 times larger than the standard size, and their fighting power and destructive power cannot be accurately quantified.”
It is not clear whether the most outstanding individuals among the trolls become ogres, or whether the chosen ones are transformed into ogres… … .
There is one thing I can say for sure.
He was a disaster on the battlefield, and wherever he appeared, there were howls of madness and shivers of fear.
“Ogres were, in a word, heavily armed trolls. In the ‘Red Summer,’ most frontline trolls wore rock armor, but during the ‘Black Summer,’ it was the exclusive property of ogres.”
Since the volcanic rock covered its entire body like armor and boasted an unreasonable defensive ability, the only way to attack it was to cut the joints where the outer skin was relatively weak.
“Of course, the Ogres, the armored force of the Demon Tribe, were stationed in large numbers at the mouth of the Mora River. A clash with them was planned from the very beginning of the operation.”
December 1, 1674 AD.
Counterattack at the mouth of the Mora River.
An independent reserve force is deployed to deal with the ogres who have invaded by exploiting the 1st Army’s weak point.
“Camilla Alter Aradmantel was participating as an adjutant of this reserve force. Now, I will begin the lecture on the ‘Battle of the Mora River Mouth’, the second chapter of the ‘Black Summer’ that opened the curtain.”
3 years later, offense is the best defense (2)
“Hey, stop it!”
“Ugh, euaaaah!”
A giant hammer rises high. A movement that accumulates gravity in muscle strength and condenses its power in an instant.
The next moment, a sharp dive to the ground… … .
The unrealistic shockwave spread out, creating spiderweb-like cracks in the ground. The spearmen’s bodies were helplessly flying through the air.
“G, the camp is collapsing… …!”
“Signal flare, fire the signal flare… … !”
“You’ve been shooting since a while ago… …!”
A large troll’s body rushed in through the gap in the collapsed shield.
Soldiers floating in the air or just emerging from a state of free fall and rolling around on the ground were trampled by those giant feet and turned into meat.
In a normal battle between units, the only units that could stop a troll were magical combat units or armored units. But what if the opponent was an ogre?
[Allies suffer heavy damage from the Ogre’s fury!]
It is unreasonable violence.
A nightmare that tramples on everything unreasonably, on everyone who had been harboring love, friendship, joy, and sadness in the name of daily life until yesterday.
[Your assistance is urgently needed, Your Majesty!]
then.
If you can’t fight it with common sense.
Humanity too has no choice but to express its anger at the irrationality with the same irrational force.
“S, save me… … !”
A pure white flash into the darkness of volcanic ash, white and gray hair fluttering, stopping all desperate panic.
First, a gray light runs out.
When crossing the sword and scabbard, the shape of the intersection is ferociously added to the shape of the thunder dragon.
The 7th form of the Ten Characters Alphabet, Jinnoeryong.
The brain dragon closes its mouth tightly. The first form of the ten-letter character, the circle, is rolled up even more firmly.
A bluish radiance of magical power.
Camilla, the gray-haired swordsman engulfed in that light, quickly closes the distance. Right where the Ogre’s hammer is about to strike.
“!”
“!”
“!”
In the midst of the onslaught of unreasonable weight and pressure… … .
“Eee …
The ground beneath Camilla’s feet cracked and her small body seemed to crash into the ground, but it was no problem.
“–AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”
The sound of the dragon’s energy rotating on the blade and scabbard intersecting and erupting in the next moment is heard, blowing away even the enormous pressure in an instant.
Sharp, soaring metallicity.
As if raining down fire, a large amount of sparks exploded and the ogre’s hammer-wielding hand rose high into the air.
Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!
Even as she felt the thrill of a hand pulsating all over her body, Camilla shouted her colleague’s name.
For a moment.
A gap in the gap that opened up in an instant… … A sharp blade digging into that gap, Ashir Eijin.
[Camilla: Sister!]
Attitude-type polar satellite sword, Renault.
[Eshir: Well done! Now leave it to your sister!]
The breath that the holy sword breathes out ferociously, spinning madly with a dazzling red light, slashing, cutting, and slicing.
That nightmare creature… … .
Every joint and tendon of that massive monster, which stood 18 feet tall, moved at a speed that even the eyes could not follow.
“GUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”
The trajectory left by the sword remains round like a top, stealing the souls of those left behind.
[Eshir: MacKennan!]
Hundreds of knives flew through the air in an instant.
Hundreds of daggers flew along their own trajectories, confusing the enemy and piercing the ogre’s entire body, their blades bearing the mark of flame.
This is the secret art of the Red Pilgrims, a flame seal that causes a chain explosion upon impact.
Pbu …
A dozen or so trolls running towards the ogre from both sides were instantly neutralized, their internal organs and blood vessels exposed.
[Eshir: John, finish it!]
A being with all its ligaments severed is like a building with its pillars collapsed.
Blood spurts from the joints of the ogre about to fall, and the cold air instantly cools the blood and enters its body.
The blood vessels, arteries, veins, and even the threads of blood in the body rapidly freeze, and the ogre’s body begins to disintegrate horribly.
The Great Wizard of Snowflakes, Yohan.
Although he was not yet a great wizard, Johan, who had seen the pinnacle of blood-based combat from Delfred and his blood relatives, took notice of its potential and was perfecting his own blood magic.
Of course, this was an external evaluation.
In fact, John simply wanted to be like his master, Delfred Wolf Blado.
However, since the Master’s blood magic was the Vlado family’s vision magic, it had to be imitated in this way.
[John: Rune engraving, cut.]
As John clenched his fist, the frozen blood inside his body suddenly expanded.
The legs of the trolls running on both sides of the ogre were impaled. The trolls impaled by the blood spears died in the same way. It was designed to have a wide-area effect through chain explosions.
Because the shape of the explosion that expands and explodes resembles a snowflake, he later receives the nickname of ‘Snowflake Grand Wizard’ when he becomes a great wizard.
“Wow, that’s great… … .”
“Ogres and trolls in one go… … .”
As the soldiers let out exclamations of admiration, Camilla stuck out her tongue and muttered in a disgusted tone.
[Camilla: Ugh, it’s so disgusting no matter when I see it. They say that magic resembles its magician, but it seems like the magician’s bad taste is greatly reflected in it?]
[John: Haha, everything I do is like that… … It’s useless outside of this. Would it have been different if you were the Master… … ]
[Eshir: Camilla Yonsuk! No! Yohan! You are amazing! Why are you so timid when you are so capable!]
The Blood Horse Corps was actually formed as a reserve force for the Red Lotus Corps, and its organization changed considerably.
Because they had to assist in commanding the large unit, the main executive members, the priestess Aydin and the priestess Silamine, acted directly under the command of the Red Lotus Corps.
In the absence of Aydin and Silamine, Melene, Camilla, and Johan came down.
[Camilla: That guy isn’t timid, he’s gloomy! How gloomy! Well, didn’t you overhear me practicing the origin of the sword? Huh? If you heard even half of my experience, you’d agree a hundred times over.]
Then the red pilgrim Leone burst into laughter.
[Leone: Hahaha! Camilla is always criticizing Johan too much.]
[Camilla: Did you hear what I just said?]
MacKennon of the Black Horn Sword Sect intervened.
[McKennon: Hmm, is it an illusion that it’s only worse for women like Vice-Captain Asher?]
[Camilla: ?]
[Eshir: Oh, is that it? Are you trying to make me look ugly so no one can touch me? Oh my, you’re such a naughty girl.]
[Camilla: W-what?! I’m just stating facts, right? And I’m only speaking to women because there are mostly women around me!]
[John: Uh, um, there… … .]
[Camilla: Shut up! Before I lock up those damn glasses!]
[John: Sorry… … .]
[Melene: What John was trying to say was… … It’s open to the entire communications force right now, but it seems like this… … .]
At that moment, laughter erupted here and there in the previously quiet Brain Heart Resonance Zone as if time had stopped.
That’s what everyone was listening to.
Everyone was holding back laughter.
Camilla’s face turned bright red as if it was going to burst.
[Camilla: Ooh, don’t laugh! I said don’t laugh below my rank! I won’t let those who laugh at those of lower rank than me get away with it! I won’t let them!]
[Laminea: Are you saying that you won’t let anyone who makes fun of Yohan go unnoticed? Oh my, is this a confession of love? What kind of romanticism is this?]
[Camilla: No! Are you going to do this to your teacher too?]
[Delfred: Hmm, I taught him all the magic there is, but I didn’t teach him any dating skills, so he’s naturally naive. What can I do about it?]
[Melene: Spelling needs to be corrected, ‘?’ to ‘?’.]
[Delfred: Shut up.]
[Silamine: Oh, Melene. I told you that sometimes the truth hurts people.]
Finally, embarrassment turned to anger.
No, it was anger that arose to hide the embarrassment.
That’s why, from the sword tightly held in her hand, a magical power close to a ghost surged fiercely.
[Camilla: Johan, this is all your fault! I’ll kill you! Get out of here!]
[John: What did I… …?!]
[Eshir: Run away, Johan! I’ll stop you here! You have to survive!]
[John: But we’re in a combat situation right now, is it okay to be like this… … ]
An everyday conversation that boys and girls of that age would have, not suited to the bloody battlefield.
Krausan didn’t stop it.
Brain scent didn’t stop it either.
Because I knew that those everyday conversations, those conversations that made us dream and reminisce about everyday life, were a great comfort to the soldiers living in this cruel battlefield.
[Silky: This is Silky Alter Gaumris of the Dragon Clan, clearing out the remaining enemies! No further cheering is confirmed!]
[Tars: This is Tars Alter Surpin of the Taishan Regiment! Same thing! The enemy’s resistance has been reduced!]
[Krauzan: The strategic objective is to dig trenches after driving them out for sure. Advance until the order is given.]
This operation to recover the Mora River, which started in early December 1674 and ended at the end of the year, was called the ‘White Operation’ at the time.
It means to purify something that has been polluted into pure white. It was later called a counterattack.
3 years.
It wasn’t just the demons who were waiting for their time.
The reason Cheongseong kept humanity in hiding north of the Mora River for three years was to concentrate supplies and train the entire Unified Forces in new strategies and tactics.
It’s been three years like that.
In the operation to recover the mouth of the Mora River, Cheongseong deployed all 50 of humanity’s main divisions, and the victory was recorded in history as a great victory.
“What do you think?”
Cheongseong asked.
After eight weeks of fighting and a great victory, the soldiers were shouting in front of the completely reclaimed Mora River.
The priest of Hong, Aydin, answered.
“It’s strange. I know it’s rude to say this to the warriors, but… … there were only scum.”
News of victory continued to arrive from the fairy soldiers guarding the middle reaches of the Mora River and the steel fleet guarding the west coast.
Since both the Fairy and Ain went on the offensive on the day of the counterattack, it was like a combined operation of the three armies.
However, the commander of the Steel Fleet, Halbaron, and the Elven King Saoro I also wrote the same opinion as Aydin at the end of their victory report.
“As you know, Uruk holds the honor of battle in high esteem. They say that only those who fight bravely and die can enter the paradise of the abyss called ‘Baladon’. But High Kun Tark, the number one of them, ran away without looking back? That’s suspicious.”
Through her long, pure white eyelids, Cheongseong looked out at the distant southern horizon. Her pure white hair and long sleeves fluttered beautifully.
At the mouth of the Mora River, the world had returned to pure white, with flowers blooming, water flowing, and forests growing.
Where there is stillness, Mother Nature always sings like this. In that quiet presence, everything regains its clear sound.
?… … .?
When Cheongseong closed his eyes, Mother Nature became silent as if she was embraced by its silence.
It is said that Cheongseong thinks about everything in a moment that a human thinks about in a year.
For a moment, Cheongseong closed his eyes and fell into thought, then opened his mouth again.
“It is clear that the devil is plotting something, to the point where the pure white dream is obscured. This year will be the only chance to trample on that force and its schemes. We must end this war within the second half of next year.”
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