The Second Son of the Count Is Too Good - The Second Son of the Count Is Too Good chapter 71

Bjorn could not comprehend the scene in front of him.

“You look great, sir!”

“Sorry for cursing until now!”

“Thanks to you, my stomach is open!”

The people of Falun were praising Luke in unison. None of them uttered swear words or resentments.

Bjorn involuntarily swallowed the words that were about to come out.

‘why?’

After all, it all started because Luke tried to kill Marius.

As a result, barbarians invaded, and their families risked their lives to fight. But why?

‘Why is it such a happy face?’

If you lamented that there was nothing you can do about it, I will understand. You might be worried that someone else will die.

But I couldn’t even imagine such a sight. Then, someone tapped Bjorn’s shoulder.

“Bocchan, what are you doing?”

“Henrik?”

“You must prepare to fight. A battle awaits.”

Bjorn looked at Henrik. It was Henrik who always went out with a stiff face.

But now, Henrik’s face was full of joy that he couldn’t hide.

“Long live the Bocchan! Long live Sir Luke, acolyte knight!”

“Show those savage bastards an example!”

Bjorn proceeded with a bewildered face. The battle was right in front of me, but I couldn’t come to my senses.

“Is it strange?”

At Luke’s question, Bjorn nodded slowly.

“To be honest, yes.”

“I guess everyone knew you were going to spit out swear words.”

“Of course not.”

“why?”

“This is not their war.”

They were young people. Those who are swept away by the decisions of the powerful, mobilized for war, and shed blood.

Who among them is responsible for the war? All responsibility lies with those who cause war.

“So I don’t understand. Why are people who are mere victims caught up in the war so enthusiastic about it?”

“Who said the victim was caught up in it?”

Luke looked at Bjorn quietly.

“They were all parties. Directly fought, heard insults, got angry. But you said you got caught up in someone else’s business?”

“It’s all because of me.”

“You were not a stranger to them.”

Bjorn’s eyes twitched. I felt a tingling sensation in my chest, as if I was grasping something.

“Everyone wouldn’t want to put up with it. He must have wanted to protest because he was shaking his lifeline at times like this. Even if I die, it would have been better for me to die fighting.”

“No way. I’ve never said anything like that before.”

“You blocked it.”

Bjorn’s eyes widened as if they would tear. It felt like lightning strikes in my head. Luke continued talking.

“You must have thought that asking to fight would make your sacrifice meaningless. So even though I wanted to fight, I couldn’t say a word.”

“… … .”

“They never regretted their lives. It’s all your misunderstanding.”

Bjorn closed his eyes tightly. I remembered what Luke had said two days ago. Honor is not exclusive to the nobility.

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At that time, I was not in a hurry, so I half-spoken words. Only now did I know what it meant. they wanted to fight.

Rather than being ignored and despised along with Bjorn, he wanted to fight for his life beside Bjorn’s axe.

It was Bjorn who turned away from all those wishes.

‘I.’

“Hold the axe.”

Luke lashed out at Bjorn, who was about to fall into remorse.

“A battle is ahead. Is the commanding officer in a situation where he is whining?”

“… … .”

“Everyone is looking at you. Say what you want.”

Bjorn looked back. It’s been three years since they quit being soldiers and became citizens of Falun, but their eyes haven’t died at all.

The same eyes as those days when we were running on the battlefield. Bjorn took a deep breath and shouted.

“Sons of the North!”

-… … .

“Kill them all!”

-Waaa!

A very simplistic and unattractive speech. However, at that one word, an ear-tingling roar erupted.

their owners have allowed it. don’t put up with it any longer Then there was only one thing to do.

Bjorn spoke amid shouts echoing everywhere.

“Sir Luke, please stay in the village and block any detached troops.”

“Are we not supposed to join the fight?”

“Come to think of it, I don’t think it’s necessary.”

At first, he tried to reduce the number of victims by borrowing Luke’s power. But now I get it. They needed an enemy to resolve their grudge.

If someone dared to reduce that enemy, he would not be satisfied. And one of the most important reasons.

“We should show the power of Falun to those who made fun of Falun and invaded.”

Bjorn’s eyes flashed.

* * *

Erickson, the chief of the Black Claw tribe, was uncomfortable with planting. It was because the warchief had given him the mission he least wanted.

‘A Falun attack, of course, is unlucky.’

Falun was Erickson’s worst attack target. Most of the residents are soldiers who went through the war on the subject that there is nothing to eat because it is a rural area.

Even if you attack, it is a place where you lose more than you gain. If it hadn’t been for the contract between the warchief and the viscount, he wouldn’t have even wandered around.

“Damn it, why did he take on a mission like this?”

“Because you hated the warchief.”

“what!?”

Erickson glared at the grumbling adjutant beside him. However, the adjutant pouted his lips without a hint of discouragement.

“Then why did you object at the great conference? Didn’t the whole tribe go blind thanks to that?”

“That was advice! I said it with the future of all the clans in mind!”

“Don’t lie. I know you secretly tried to raise your status.”

Ericsson’s face reddened with shame. The lieutenant was right. It is bravery to oppose alone where everyone else agrees.

It was thought that he would naturally stand out among the chiefs of the tribe, and his position as a person who opposed the chieftain’s opinion would rise.

It is true that he thought that if he did well, he would be regarded as a loyal subject.

‘But rather, he had a grudge and sent him on a mission like this.’

Even thinking about it now makes my teeth clench. If you are a warchief, shouldn’t you engrave your advice with an open mind?

To go to a limb that only suffers losses without openly giving anything!

‘Damn it, it’s a headache.’

Erickson glanced at the adjutant. He still openly expresses his dissatisfaction with his sullen expression.

It is said that his position within the tribe is shaking. The entire tribe was in trouble because they objected to the warchief for no reason.

‘I have to make up for it somehow in this battle.’

If he failed to show his performance as a chieftain, his position as chieftain could be threatened. My body trembled at the terrible thought.

But the North is the land of warriors. If he showed his strength as a warrior, he could somehow regain his lost position.

At that time, the warrior sent earlier hurriedly returned.

“Chief! They’re coming here!”

“Okay, everybody put on your dustproof!”

Erickson shouted loudly. I knew they were trying to intercept them before they approached the village.

Even when other tribes attacked, it was the same every time. Eriksson had prepared a plan in advance based on that information.

‘If the opponent attacks first, the square is the best.’

The ‘battle formation’ that the warchief recently informed all the clans was really useful. The best of them all was Bangjin.

The form is simple, but it shows the highest efficiency against opponents who are in a melee.

‘If you wait like this, they’ll come and put it in the square. Then it’s our one-sided victory.’

Ericsson’s lips went up. What would happen if Falun was half ruined here?

What if this town, known for its impregnability, was swept away? I didn’t know if Ericsson’s position would rise naturally.

“Yeah, but Chieftain, something is strange.”

“Is it strange?”

“Their momentum is unremarkable. It looks pretty dangerous.”

Erickson narrowed his brow. You’re imagining a rosy future, but you’re saying such ominous things.

“noisy! What kind of guy’s momentum do you mean? You must have misunderstood that you were scared!”

“But really… … .”

“Ugh! Stop talking nonsense and get ready to fight!”

When I pressed down with the remaining chieftain’s authority, the warrior fell silent. Watching the warrior step back, Erickson clicked his tongue.

If you have a battle in front of you, you will think about fighting hard, but what is the momentum. At that time, the enemies rushed this way all at once.

“Chief! Enemies are coming!”

“Okay, come! Everyone keep your seats, and show them when they come!”

Erickson exclaimed excitedly and grabbed his weapon. Seeing that chaotic charge, it was as if they had won.

And the moment when the forces of both sides face each other.

“Kill them all!”

With the cry of the people of Falun, the massacre began.

* * *

Erickson seemed to be having a nightmare. Every time swords and spears flew, the warriors screamed and fell.

‘Why did this happen?’

Clearly everything worked out. The opponent made a disorderly charge, and they formed a square, the best formation for it.

Moreover, the number of troops was similar. It was a battle that could not be lost.

‘The dust proof collapsed at once.’

The warriors could not keep their place in the vicious momentum. He hesitated inadvertently, and as the hesitation spread to the whole, Jin collapsed at once.

The result was a one-sided defeat in front of our eyes.

“die!”

“Suck!”

Ericsson was frightened by the thought-shattering attack and raised his shield. The swinging sword cut the shield as it was.

Quang.

“Keugh!”

I almost accidentally bent one knee. It was such a ignorant attack.

‘This is the power of a mere soldier?’

I was so dumbfounded that I couldn’t even speak. When he lowered his shield, he could see the vicious soldier’s eyes.

My saliva went down in horror.

‘I heard that the momentum is unusual, did you mean this?’

Individual soldiers were fighting full of miasma. It’s not a fight to live like before.

The momentum that seemed to slaughter the enemy of the mortal enemy. Even Ericsson, who had gone through countless battles, was stinging.

“sh*t! What’s wrong with these, heck!”

Erickson, who was about to counterattack, was startled by an ax flying from the side. It was luck that the shield he raised reflexively hit in time.

Kwaaang.

“Heuk!”

“Joe, Chief!”

Erickson rolled backwards with great force. When I hurriedly got back up, I saw a huge bear-like creature.

“Are you the chieftain?”

“Who are you!”

“This is Bjorn Veldine.”

“The viscount’s nephew!?”

Erickson was horrified. He said he had combat experience, but I hadn’t heard of him being this strong.

‘I heard he’s a guy who loses weight behind his back because he’s sure his subordinates’ lives are precious!’

When I met him, he was a strongman who went to the fore with his subordinates. Could it be that these intentionally gave me misinformation?

“Looks like he’s different from the guys who came before.”

Ericsson was delighted with Bjorn’s words. Will you save me if I do this well?

“Yes! we are… … !”

“done.”

But Bjorn coldly cut Erickson off.

“You go to the underworld first. I’ll send those who attacked earlier later too.”

“What! wait for a sec!”

“The warrior has a long tongue.”

Bjorn’s ax swung, and Erickson hurriedly raised his sword to block it. However, from the beginning, the ability and momentum are far behind.

Within ten seconds, the ax pierced Ericsson’s neck.

puff.

“Rurruleuk!”

“Joe, Chief!”

“The chieftain has been attacked!”

The warriors who barely resisted shouted like screams. Bjorn roared as he cut off the head of the chieftain and lifted him up.

From a distance, Luke heard the roar and laughed. That day, none of the barbarians who attacked survived.