Wipe Out Everything With a Counter Attack Power of 10000000000 - Wipe Out Everything With a Counter Attack Power of 10000000000 chapter 29

29. Grand Marshal (3)

Hestia stepped onto the ground strongly. Due to the agility and muscular efficiency that are the characteristics of the Miao tribe, they approached much faster than the blonde knight Michael had expected.

The sword in his hand was originally a plain sword used by Hestia. Full Moon’s Ciseteria was stored in a pocket of subspace. Sparring with such a famous sword would not be helpful in training.

Kaga River!!

The sound of two swords clashing rang out. The sound of rough blades. And the battle continues.

Sweet!

Michael threw his body backwards and deflected Hestia’s fiercely striking sword.

“She is not fully utilizing her superior physical abilities. Use the muscles in her legs more efficiently.”

Michael pointed out the shortcomings he could see one by one. Hestia quickly corrected the criticism she received.

With an expressionless face, Michael was amazed to no end as he parried the sword blade extended by the scarlet-haired Miao swordsman.

Even a genius would not be able to correct the shortcomings pointed out so quickly.

‘Is this really the prosecutor he chose?’

Mushin Yuma.

As expected, he was a talented person worthy of having as his subordinate.

“Try using sword energy.”

“Yes!”

At Michael’s words, Hestia raised sword energy to her sword. Red sword energy flowed through her blade.

“Come.”

Blue sword energy flashed on Michael’s sword.

Boom! Bang!

Red sword energy and blue sword energy were swimming in the air and faced each other.

The wave of sword energy spread widely.

‘The sword is also strong.’

While Michael was so impressed, he calmly pushed Hestia.

“Wow!”

It seemed like three rays of sword light were coming out at the same time. So he attacked with the sword and his feet got twisted.

Hestia flopped down on her floor.

“Hoooh! Strong!”

Seeing Hestia shouting in admiration, Michael also opened his mouth.

“You were strong too.”

Someone held out his right hand toward Hestia, who was sitting on the floor.

“Get up.”

It was Yuma.

“Wow!”

Hestia, smiling brightly and holding Yuma’s hand, jumped up.

Michael, the blonde knight and 1st Princess Brigitte’s bodyguard, gazed at Yuma, who had raised Hestia’s body up.

“Yuma-sama.”

Yuma felt something strange about her.

I could feel the intense fighting spirit in Michael’s eyes.

“May I dare to ask for a lesson?”

Yuma quietly stared at Michael.

If you receive a move from the Sword Master, you will have no choice but to parry. Then, Should come out. Then, it was obvious that Michael in front of me would lose his breath.

Yuma decided to lie in moderation. In any case, she was trying not to cut off Michael’s lifeline, so she was telling a white lie.

“I have been on the battlefield for a long time. It was a very long war.”

First, the groundbait was laid.

As if there is some great story from the past. Of course, such a thing did not exist.

“It was an endless struggle. I don’t know for sure whether it’s because my hands kept getting bloodied for so long, but I can’t have mercy in my hands. Now, it’s pathologically like that. That’s why it’s like sparring. “I can’t do it.”

Michael swallowed his saliva.

“…Indeed. You had a reason for cutting down all your enemies with one blow. I’m sorry. I hadn’t thought about the weight of that sword.”

Michael let his imagination run wild alone.

Yuma must have had a very rough road. He must have continued to roam the battlefield filled with blood and its reverberations.

Yuma left Michael behind, having convinced himself of the reason for her refusal to spar. She walked towards the clone on the other side. Clone was discussing magic with the Red Magic Tower lord.

Pazy!

A blue lightning flashed from Clone’s hand.

The thunderbolt spewed out dozens of strands.

“The magic power is so abundant that they are intertwined with each other. It is an unbelievable achievement for the 3rd circle. The light of the 4th circle is starting to appear, right?”

In response to Eldrie’s words, Clone spoke quietly.

“Yes.”

This may be because he is not yet confident in his accomplishments.

“Be confident. You have great talent.”

Clone laughed at the Grand Wizard’s praise.

“Thank you.”

El Drie lowered her head as she looked at Yuma.

“Hello, Grand Marshal.”

Yuma said harshly.

“It’s not a battlefield yet, this place.”

Yuma looked at Eldrie inside her search.

[Lv.122] Eldrie

Race: Human

Alignment: Good

Class: Wizard

Gyeongji: 7 circles

Clone bowed to Yuma and then focused on his magic again.

Eldrie approached Yuma.

“Clone’s talent can be said to be truly genius. It is expected that he will soon achieve the 4th circle. After that, his growth will be steep.”

After that, Yuma and Eldrie exchanged a few more words.

Yuma stood from afar and looked at Clone, who had casted lightning magic and ice barrier magic in each of her hands.

‘Okay, grow up quickly.’

Yuma hoped that the day would come soon when she wouldn’t have to step out.

***

The day goes by. The day dawned again.

The first princess of the Astes Empire gazed at Yuma in front of the main gate of the princess’s palace.

Standing on either side of Yuma were the wizard Clone and the Miao swordsman Hestia.

“It’s a very small departure ceremony.”

Only three reinforcements. Sword Master Michael could not dare to ignore this force despite its meager number of personnel.

Brigitte adjusted the appearance of Yuma, who was wearing a black coat.

“It goes well with the epaulettes on her shoulders.”

On the right shoulder of the jet black coat was an epaulette with six golden stars, signifying the rank of battlefield general.

Brigitte, who was staring at Yuma with her blue eyes, spoke again.

“Hegelt, the second seat of the Empire, also responded to support. He is currently in the east, so he will arrive at the front line later than you. Heigeld has an independent mercenary group. The troops will be recruited from Heigelt. In the first place, they “What I requested was not a soldier force, but a special force that could shake up the situation of the war.”

In a battlefield filled with auror blades and meteorites, a small number of strong players were needed rather than numerical superiority.

Clone approached Brigitte.

“I’ll be back, princess.”

“Okay, take care, Clone.”

Brigitte stroked Clone’s hair.

There were times when he wondered if it would be safer with him. But he was convinced after seeing Yuma’s actions. Even if it’s a war. He said it would be safer with Yuma with him than with him.

“See you next time! Princess!”

When Hestia spoke in a pathologically awkward manner, Brigitte laughed.

“You’re talking about going on a battlefield as if you were on a trip. Can I touch your ears?”

Brigitte was quite amazed by Hestia’s cat ears sticking out.

Hestia’s shoulders flinched under Brigitte’s gaze.

“It’s okay if you touch it lightly…’”

Brigitte carefully stroked Hestia’s ears. The feel of her soft fur ran through Brigitte’s fingertips.

“Oh, oh, oh.”

The corner of Brigitte’s mouth twitched.

Hestia trembled. Because constantly touching her ears made her body tickle. Brigitte wanted to touch Hestia’s ear even more when she saw her whole body twitching, but she stopped her hand when she saw Yuma’s bored eyes looking down at her and Hestia’s behavior as if he was pitiful. It stopped.

“Hmm, I guess I should stop bothering you.”

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Freed from her tickling power, Hestia’s ears stretched upward again.

“Come back, Marshal Yuma.”

“Okay, let’s go.”

Yuma and Brigitte looked at each other. Their gaze contained trust in each other.

“Let’s go.”

Clone and Hestia responded energetically to Yuma’s words.

“Yes!”

“Yes!”

You will have to take Halo’s magic train again, go to Akan, and then take the carriage.

***

“…….”

Guardian of the southernmost part of the empire, the Marquis Tornel gazed at the unusual sky.

Toduk…

Raindrops began to fall one by one from the dark, pitch-black sky.

Is it a shower?

Beyond the pouring rain, the distorted torches of the enemy came into view. The barracks glowing with dying flames came into view.

It was a barracks on the side of the barbarian nation of Paineton.

“Father.”

Tornell turned his head to the right. My eldest son, Merkel, who turned 24 this year, caught my eye.

“Please go inside. The rain is getting heavier. Even on a sunny morning, those who are hiding will not move in this rain.”

“Yes.”

The raindrops were getting thicker.

Merkel looked at his father’s huge back as he entered the barracks. It was my father’s back, called the first wall of the empire.

“Seeing as they had set up the barracks so close, it seemed like they would attack at any moment… But they seem to be more hesitant than I thought.”

Tornel slowly shook his head at Merkel’s words.

“Okay, that’s fine.”

Kangja had a conversation not through words, but through intuition.

The momentum of Kamet, the Conqueror, the king of a barbarian country, was not one of those who were afraid.

A crouching beast.

A wild beast looking for an opportunity to raise its body and bite the back of the opponent’s neck.

That’s how Kamet felt in Tornell’s eyes.

Right after Tornell entered the barracks.

Kuh──Woong

A huge drum sound was heard.

The barracks door opened roughly.

“His Excellency the Marquis of Tornell! They have begun their advance now!!”

Tornell scrunched up his face.

“What?”

Tornel hurriedly came outside, wearing his heavy armor and carrying his favorite weapon, a huge axe. I could see the eyes of countless wild beasts shining in the darkness.

It was , A huge wolf favored by the warriors of the barbarian nation of Phineton as a battlefield horse.

“Marquis Tornell.”

It was a heavy voice.

“The war between you and me will begin now.”

Kuh──Woong

At the end of Conqueror Kamet’s words, the sound of drums rang out once more.

“Your Excellency!”

Hearing his subordinate’s shout, Tornel urgently looked to the left.

It was Ultsev, the knight in charge of guarding the left.

“Their archers have already eaten up the mountain ridge!”

Darkness and rain.

Tornel realized that he was firmly mistaken.

Kamet’s heavy voice sounded the alarm.

“We are not afraid of the dark and rain. That’s how we lived. That’s how we survived.”

“Ooooo!!”

The conqueror’s words were followed by the shouts of barbarian warriors.

The war has begun.