531

Episode 531 It's been a really long time. (2)

No one here could tell how he had been cut.

Julian didn't even look back. He seemed completely uninterested in the fallen superhuman.

He was still riding his horse and running forward.

"This, this, this is crazy… … ."

Marquis Aldred's face turned pale with fear.

Killing a superhuman with just one move! I have never seen such a skilled person in my entire life.

The same was true for the rebel soldiers. They panicked when the only superhuman they had ever trusted was killed in an instant.

"Hey, stop him! Stop him!"

Marquis Aldred, whose judgment and decision-making skills were astonishing, shouted loudly and stepped back.

The soldiers stepped forward without even coming to their senses. They had no idea what was going on.

And then, in their confusion, Julian jumped in.

Scratch!

I just walked into the midst of the enemies, and in an instant, the heads of those around me were all blown off.

It wasn't like there was some huge explosion or shockwave. It was just a clean swing of the sword and it happened.

"Eww! What the heck!"

"Blood, damage!"

"It's magic! It's magic!"

The rebel soldiers opened their distance in surprise. Yulien swung his sword again expressionlessly.

Phaaaat!

Scratch!

The soldiers around him fell down with their necks and bodies split open. They were struck despite being out of range of the sword strike.

"What the heck, it's a monster!"

The soldiers screamed. How could they all die without even being touched by a sword?

Julian was like a lion in a flock of sheep, carrying out his slaughter alone.

It wasn't like I used any particular great technique.

Scratch! Scratch! Scratch!

Every time he swung his sword while on horseback, the heads of enemies around him were blown off.

It was an absurd sight. The soldiers nearby were busy retreating.

"What are you guys doing! Surround him! There's only one enemy! Just cover him with your bodies!"

Marquis Aldred shouted with all his might, but no one had the courage to step forward.

He was already exhausted from being on the run for two days. In the midst of all this, the superhuman he trusted died, so he lost his will to fight.

There were also soldiers who somehow came to their senses and tried to attack. But wouldn't they have to get closer to attack?

Scratch!

I couldn't attack him at all because he died before I could even get close to him.

The remaining knights were all killed with their bodies torn apart as they charged at Yulien.

Marquis Gideon, who was just as stunned as his enemies, shouted.

"Hit, hit! Help Julian!"

There must be a reason why Julian acts like that. It is absolutely right to help him.

They had such deep faith in Julian that it would probably be quite heartbreaking for Giselle to see this.

"Waaaaaaaaaah!"

The Turian soldiers ran forward, shouting. The enemy's vanguard had already been destroyed by Yulien's efforts.

Kwaaaaang!

Margrave Aldred's rebel forces were quickly pushed back. In terms of morale, they were no match for the turian forces.

In particular, Julian's performance was outstanding.

Scratch! Scratch! Scratch!

All the rebels who approached Yulien were beheaded and killed. Not a single drop of blood was left on Yulien's body.

However, the Turian soldiers fighting around were fine. They had not suffered any injuries. Yulien had only killed the rebels.

No one could understand how such a thing was possible.

monster.

The Yulienne seen by the rebel soldiers was a monster itself.

Marquis Aldred, who hurriedly dodged to the back, could not hide his bewildered expression.

"What, what is this!"

I barely managed to escape the demonic Rutanian army. I thought I could just keep running and cross the border, but I ended up meeting some monster and was wiped out.

"Stop it! Stop it quickly!"

No matter how much I screamed, the ruined world did not come back.

Realizing that it was over, Marquis Aldred turned around. He was determined to escape alone while his allies fought.

"Hey!"

As I was pulling the reins like that, I felt a cold sensation down my spine.

Phew!

"Ugh, ugh… … ."

Marquis Aldred looked back. Julian had come closer and was thrusting his sword into his heart.

I was scared. I was scared of that expressionless face that was committing massacre without saying a word.

How can a person's expression be like that? How can one not show any emotion in a battlefield like this?

No, is it possible for humans to fight like that?

What the hell is that monster?

Even as he lay dying, Marquis Aldred's mind was filled with confusion.

"You… … what the hell are you… … ."

dump.

Marquis Aldred fell from his horse without hearing an answer.

After looking down at the corpse for a moment, Julian put away his sword and turned his horse's head.

Slowly, slowly.

He didn't kill anyone anymore. He just rode his horse slowly back to his original position.

Yet none of the surrounding enemies dared to attack him. They were dazzled by his overwhelming power.

Marquis Gideon shouted.

"Everyone, throw down your weapons and surrender! Then you will be spared!"

The remaining rebel soldiers quickly dropped their weapons and fell to the ground, not even feeling like fighting anymore.

The soldiers who had been preparing for battle behind also fell face down without even knowing what had happened.

The battle ended so pointlessly. The Turian army cheered.

"Yaaaah!"

"We won again!"

"As expected, it's Yulien!"

I don't know who my opponent was, but Julian just went out and fought, and he won.

This was enough for them. What mattered was that they were with Julian.

Marquis Gideon quickly approached Yulien and asked.

"Oh, what's going on? Why are you suddenly attacking… ?"

"They are rebels."

"… … ."

Julian uttered only one word and did not explain further. Marquis Gideon was taken aback, but he tried to think calmly.

Certainly, there was no other army that had fled this way besides them. If there were any rebels being chased by the Rutanian army, it had to be them.

However, when I called in some of the soldiers who had surrendered to confirm, I found out that they were indeed rebels.

'Wow, you made a decision and moved boldly in such a short moment.'

As expected, it was Yulien. Everything he did was right. I couldn't help but believe it.

It was a belief that would have been quite heartbreaking for Jiselle if she found out.

The Turian army led the prisoners and moved with light steps. Thanks to Yulien, they won every fight, so there was nothing to fear.

Fooddeuk.

A crow flew in from somewhere to them.

"Hey! Julian! You caught the rebel! Good job! Our master is coming this way now!"

"… … ."

Julian knows Dark, because he has contacted Giselle several times through Dark.

Marquis Gideon licked his lips at the cocky Dark.

'Ah, that cheeky crow. If it weren't for the spirit of the Duke of Fenris, I would have beaten him up long ago.'

As Giselle's fame grew, Dark became more arrogant. With Amelia and Cat, the two most troublesome people, gone, there was nothing to fear.

The Turian army, following Dark's guidance, soon encountered the Rutanian army led by Giselle.

The moment they first saw them, the Turian soldiers unconsciously gripped their weapons tightly.

All the pride I had until then was shattered in an instant.

Kuung!

The entire army approaches in blood. The momentum they exude is unlike anything the Turian soldiers have ever seen before.

The Turian forces realized that those approaching were fundamentally different from themselves.

The aura of the Rutanian army was breathtaking. Several Turian soldiers took deep breaths.

'This, this is the devil's army.'

'Was the Rutanian army like this?'

'Just how many strong people have you gathered here… … .'

The Turian army was no longer afraid after meeting Yulien. With him, no army was scary, and they gained the confidence that they would definitely win against anyone.

But now, I am so overwhelmed by my opponent's momentum that I can't even think about fighting.

If you fight, you die.

That was the only thought that filled my head.

Marquis Gideon, who led the turian army, was no exception. He was intimidated by the opponent's momentum and couldn't even open his mouth.

Only one person.

Only Julian stepped forward as if taking a light stroll and faced Giselle.

"I am Yulien from the Turian Kingdom."

"I am the Duke of Fenris of Rutania."

Giselle looked at Julian's face and smiled faintly.

'Still the same, that cold expression. It's been a really long time.'

I thought it was truly amazing even in my past life.

He seemed to have no emotions at all. He seemed like a person who had been completely stripped of all emotions such as joy, sorrow, and pleasure.

In reality, Julian felt no joy in anything.

'That's right, that guy didn't enjoy anything.'

He ate very little, didn't drink alcohol, didn't gamble, and didn't meet women.

It's not like I was particularly passionate about anything. I didn't do politics either.

All I did was fight to save people and occasionally read a book quietly.

You could say that he was a person who lived a really dull and boring life, not interested in anything.

But that's why he was a person I could trust more. Even the 7 powers of the continent who lived in their own way would give in to Yulien's opinion.

Julian was slightly troubled by the look of joy on Giselle's face.

'You seem to know me.'

He also knew about the Duke of Fenris. He had heard a lot of information and rumors.

But that expression wasn't like that. It felt like he was happily seeing an old friend.

What was even stranger was that Julian felt the same way. He had felt an inexplicable longing ever since he first heard about the Duke of Fenris.

It was a bit confusing for Julian, as it was something he had never done before, as he was not interested in people.

'This is my first time seeing this interest. But why do I feel this way?'

I've been locked up in the tower my whole life, so I've never met the Duke of Fenris. But I still miss him, and I'm glad I did.

Julian frowned slightly at the emotion he felt for the first time in his life. He felt very suffocated.

Seeing that sight, Jiselle also made a curious expression.

'Huh? What is it?'

It was the first time I saw Yulien make such an expression. Why would he act like that when he didn't even blink an eye even after being teased all day?

'Does it smell because you didn't wipe the blood?'

Come to think of it, that guy had a surprisingly clean corner. Look at him now. He was the only one who didn't have a single drop of blood on him and was clean.

He was such a lonely and shameful guy. Oh man, what unlucky.

As Giselle came to that conclusion and looked around my body, Julian opened his mouth.

"First, let's get a seat… … ."

"Huh? What is it?"

Before he could finish speaking, Giselle looked down at her chest. Julian also stopped talking and looked at Giselle's chest.

The necklace that Jiselle took from Berhem, which was considered a holy relic in the Church of Salvation.

Paaaaak!

A bright light began to emanate.