Against the World II: Transgression
Chapter 34: Chaos in the Holy Kingdom, part 3
Situated south of Eden, Carmel City is still shrouded in peace. Not a single attack touched him. Of course that doesn't mean there are no enemies coming. Only, Rossia acted quickly when she found the battalion she sent to the Centaur Village Alliance never to give news. In response to the attack, he mobilized his troops out of the city yesterday.
The decision was not only very precise, but it had also saved Carmel from becoming a battleground. Rossia can be proud.
However, the situation does not mean that it is on Rossia's side completely. He had made a mistake in not asking Pope Genea in detail. He didn't think that coming to attack were three members of Deus Chaperon at once. No additional troops; only the three of them just—one of which he knew enough.
“Nona, do we start directly attacking?”
Rossia did not answer the assistant's question directly. His eyes still looked intensely at the three individuals who were leisurely walking towards the campground of the Order 11 troops that Rossia led— located four kilometers west of the city. Their distance is still more than 800 meters. Rossia could see them because she was on top of a 30-meter-high pillar of land.
“Nona Rossia..?”
“For troops to four,” instructions Rossia. “Send ten thousand each to face the three of them. The rest order to return to Carmel.”
“Siap, Miss! I will directly carry out.”
Rossia was still silently flinching on the pillar of the ground even after the assistant left. His eyes still did not budge from looking at the three individuals. Rossia tried to gauge their strength, trying to analyze how strong each of them was.
“Atland is quite strong, especially it has been more than two years since I last saw him fight. Those warebeasts were also rather powerful. But it seems that the more threatening is indeed the other man's calm expression. …Is he of the centaur race?”
Most likely so. The man was a centaur. That is, he is exceptional in close combat. Meanwhile, Atland was both a melee expert as well as a long-range expert. Rossia guessed the same thing happened to the warebeast.
“They as a team will be very troublesome, but still not something I can not handle.”
...* * *...
Diametra did not care about the two colleagues who insulted and demeaned each other. He had broken them many times, and now he was bored. As long as they don't waste their energy on each other's blows, the Diametra won't do anything to break them up. The main concern of the Diametra is pointing forward.
From a distance of hundreds of meters, and with an uneven ground surface, the Diametra could not clearly see the state of the enemy. Other than the campground looking like tiny dots, a rising pillar of land was the only object clearly visible. There was a person on it, but it was not clearly visible in the eyes of the Diametra. The glare of the sun blocked the view. Obviously, she's a girl.
“Oi, Diametra, I'm tired of walking around like this. Why don't we just dart over there and start slaughtering them quickly?”
“Normally I would never agree with a barbarian warebeast like Krakar, but this time he was right. I felt them move. They are ready to face us. I think landing directly in the middle of their camp was the right decision. We mess up their formation and strategy.”
“I'm not the leader here, our position is the same.” Diametra replied with monotonous intonation without looking at his two comrades. “If you want to go directly there, please go there. Centaurs are a race that uphold the value of divinity; I live by that principle. Even in the battlefield though.”
“Eh, I thought I changed my opinion.” Atland quickly fell. “Different from you, Krakart, Diametra is not a barbarian being. It's only natural that the principles are so different from yours. And since I am also not a barbarian being, I support Diametra.”
“Atland motherfucker! You have no stance, plan like a woman! You must have self-respect! Don't easily retract your own words!”
“Eh, I'm a fine man. Don't take me down the path of the wildness you made.”
“Stat! You want to find out because of la—”
“Krakart,” interrupted Diametra, eyes look sharply at the birdman. “If you want to attack directly, just do it. But, if you die, you only have yourself to blame. Order 11 led the Fourth Saint. You understand that the position of First to Sixth Saint is not given except to those who are exceptional, right?”
Krakart grunting. “You mean I can't face them?” ask her with narrowed eyes.
“That's just your interpretation,” Diametra replied calmly. “I just implied that you be careful.”
“Cih, it's up to you.”
“Eh, Krakart, you did not attack with courage and heroic alone?”
“Silent, water goat!”
…And they continue the journey is still in a relaxed tempo. Instead, the enemy troops began to run rapidly shortening the distance with them.
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As soon as the troops who were required to return to Carmel City left the encampment, Rossia immediately went into the air following the three troop groups that formed three large columns. None of the three men could compare to Commander Lilithia, but Rossia did not want to make the same mistake. He won't let his army be slaughtered.
With the high mobility his troops showed, in just a matter of minutes they were already face to face with the three members of Deus Chaperon. Battles break out. With deafening cries, the soldiers of the Order of 11 Knight Templar attacked with full force.
Being hundreds of meters in the air, Rossia observed the course of the battle. He will not attack. As their leader, he had to give his soldiers a chance to fight. One by one they fell apart, but it was a consequence they already understood. The day they registered to become members of the Knights Templar was the day they came to their deaths.
However, that does not mean Rossia is silent and let her soldiers die. He had already prepared a gigantic white magic circle tens of meters above the battleground. Dream Sanctuaries. Rossia will release the spell when her soldiers find it difficult, when their morale goes down.