Merciless: The Exiled Knight
Ch 0's. Mass Mass Massacre

{This tab is Flash-forward, or a summary of events that occurred in the future, long after the story began. Its function is to describe the development of MCs that are almost overpowered, after conducting training day after day/ 'Solo Leveling'}

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

A bright morning, located on a vast expanse of grass land. The place surrounded by hills, will be the battle arena of the two royal camps, which are fighting each other in the fight for its glory.

In the western corner, there is a stronghold of the Kingdom of Grantarte, led by one of the war generals who sat on his pride's horse, turning their backs on hundreds of thousands of other horsemen who were preparing to face tens of thousands of horsemen, the royal stronghold of Vargandy.

"His success will continue to stand with the kingdom of Grantarte! Long live King Verdy Grantarte III!" cheering Zacques Grantarte as he brandished his sword, the general who was able to trigger the adrenaline of his entire army.

"Long live King Verdy Grantarte III!" reply hundreds of thousands of troops in unison, with the sound of cheers that rumbled, to the ears of tens of thousands of troops stronghold of the Vargandy kingdom located in the east corner.

"Until the final blood point, we must protect the defense of the Vargandy kingdom! Long live King Ernest Vargandy II!" the cheer of Olivard Vargandy, the general who also brandished his sword high, ignited the heroic soul of his tens of thousands of troops.

"Long live King Ernest Vargandy!" reply tens of thousands of troops, who did not feel a bit daunted even though their number was far outnumbered by the number of troops of the kingdom of Grantarte.

There are various units of war that are divided into several rows of each army. The rear row is filled by a unit of magicians, who stand behind a unit of expert archers. While the vanguard was led by a cavalry unit, equipped with swords and defensive shields.

The tense atmosphere has been a loyal friend to both camps of the royal army, especially to the Vargandy kingdom, which tried to swallow their tensions before the war raged.

"Mr General, the troops are ready" reported one of Zacques' aides.

"Good! Let them attack first. With the amount of strength of our troops, victory will surely come in the blink of an eye" Zacques retorted.

While in the stronghold of Vargandy's royal army, one of Olivard's aides came to him, and said, "Master General. His Majesty the King advised, when circumstances are not possible, immediately withdraw the entire army."

The report, in fact, made Olivard rise in blood. "No will! I will not run from the battlefield! All troops are forbidden to withdraw! They're just winning in numbers of soldiers, but not in the amount of spirit we have" he said.

"B—baik Mr. General."

Olivard reluctantly followed the advice of the King, who seemed to greatly lower his pride as a war general. He was not at all afraid when he found the large number of forces of the enemy kingdom, who had prepared to serve his troops on the battlefield.

"Open up!" olivard cheered in a loud voice, sparking thunderous cheers from his tens of thousands of troops. "Anvuuuu!" his orders, breaking the horse's harness, rushed to lead his army towards the kingdom of Grantarte.

Finally there was a massive clash of the two camps of the royal forces, which showed each other their expertise in the field of battle. The sound of the sword's thump became a gripping atmosphere, as well as some big explosive sounds caused by the great magicians, adding to the horror in the war.

(Tig! Tang!)

(Wow!)

(Twayd!!)

(Tig! Tungs! Tang!)

(Sorry!)

(Dvaaar!)

(Bigcikiwir!)

(Ashelle!)

(Ofraithome!)

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Far away on the rocks of a very large hill stood a young man with black hair, blue eyes, and his empty gaze that seemed enthusiastic watching the battle.

"A hundred thousand lives, is the condition that the goddamn queen set me," said Luciferd, a former prince of the kingdom of Grantarte, who chose her way of life as a vassal of the demon queen.

Luciferd, or Louis Grantarte, threw away his childhood memories as the youngest son of King Verdy Grantarte III. For nothing impressed him in his childhood, except the harsh treatment and intimidation he always received from other members of the royal family.

The King's indifferent attitude has given him an excuse, if his presence in the kingdom, is no longer expected.

Returning to the scene of the gripping battle, Luciferd immediately held the handle of his sword, then pulled the sword out of the scabbard.

(Swring)

"If he lies again, I'll take his seat off" said Luciferd, who suddenly slid his body into the battle arena.

***

Meanwhile, the stronghold of the kingdom of Grantarte looks very dominating the battle arena, by continuing to drop one by one soldiers of the royal cavalry Vargandy.

Not a few among the troops of the fallen Kingdom of Vargandy, because of the strong resistance given by the forces of the kingdom of Grantarte. However, it still did not dampen the spirit of Olivard Vargandy, who continued to raise his sword while barging in, penetrating the second line of enemy defense.

"Show persistence! Defend the success of the Vargandy kingdom!" his cheers were with a fiery spirit, capable of burning the adrenaline wick in the psyche of his entire army.

As a result, the Vargandy kingdom can provide a little resistance, although it has not been able to balance the strength of the Grantarte royal forces. This is evidenced by the contribution of the magicians, who immediately cast their deadly magic towards the ranks of the enemy archers.

(Wow!)

(Dvaaar!)

However, the magicians of the kingdom of Grantarte did not remain silent. They instantly tightened the ranks, and immediately extended their palms towards the sky while casting a magic spell, creating a huge white glowing magic circle pattern above the sky.

"For the sake of the kingdom of Grantarte. Water, fire, earth, air, and light." One of the magical girls who led the magician army from the kingdom of Grantarte, appeared to be reciting his magic chant, as he floated in the air with the other witches. "Together the whole element!"

"Great ball of chastity light, darting!" said all the witches in unison, making the pattern of the halo launch a ball of light, which immediately shot towards the witches of the Vargandy kingdom.

(Kuzwuushh!)

However, Luciferd suddenly appears in front of the Vargandy kingdom's witches, confronting himself against the rapidly shooting ball of light. "Toy magic, again" he said, before finally the huge ball of light struck his body, causing a tremendous burst of magic.

(DWAAAR!)

The appearance of Luciferd, once seen by some, but the explosion instantly created a puff of smoke that covered his body.

"Anna! Look!!" exclaimed one of the other witches, who was surprised to find the presence of a young man, after witnessing the fading of the smoke.

Anna Grantarte, the witch girl from the Grantarte royal family, who also served as the leader of the witch army, was required to swallow her disbelief when watching who was the figure that was floating, and who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was flying, in front of the army of the witches of the Vargandy kingdom. "S—who is he?!" he asked, with a suspicious face.

I don't know what Luciferd did, to the point that he managed to protect the witches of the Vargandy kingdom, from the explosive radiation of a deadly magic circle of light.

"I just sucked out the magic core, letting the dregs explode without giving any magic reaction," Luciferd's inner self, with a sword tightly clasped in his hand.

"Who are you?! B-b-how can you suck out that magic core just by staying silent, without doing high-level resistant magic?!" asked one of the witch elders from the Vargandy kingdom, Luciferd immediately turned to the side.

Luciferd simply replied with a smile, then refocused his attention on the witches of the kingdom of Grantarte. "Anna Grantarte's. You seem to have forgotten who I am" he said.

Meanwhile, the two armies standing on the ground immediately stopped their fight, after witnessing the magic attempts made by their witches, thwarted by Luciferd.

"Who is that young man?" zacques Grantarte asked, looking up at Luciferd with his face.

While Olivard who had witnessed it also looked dumbfounded. "Could he be a messenger from His Majesty?" his mind, which also stared in wonder towards Luciferd.

"Who are you?! I never knew you! Have we met before?!" anna asked, after hearing the confession from Luciferd.

Luciferd was silent, for a moment straining his eyes towards Anna, who was none other than his cousin's sister.

Finding the silence Luciferd showed, Anna became upset. The witch girl then tried to cast a magic spell, in order to show her form of annoyance.

However, Luciferd suddenly threw his body, and stopped right behind the body of the witch girl. "You are the exception" he said, shackling Anna's neck and taking her away from the witches of the kingdom of Grantarte.

"Miss Anna!" cheers of one of the other witches, watching how Anna suddenly moved away from their ranks.

"sick! Unhand me!" lirih Anna, who tried to remove her neck from the shackles of Luciferd.

"Shut up and watch. I will wipe out your entire army" said Luciferd, sending Anna crashing.

"I suspected! He really is the business of His Majesty! I must immediately withdraw the entire army!" inner Olivard, shortly after he witnessed how Luciferd managed to keep Anna away, from the witches of the other Grantarte kingdom forces. "Open! The munduuurr!" cheer Olivard.

The entire army of the Vargandy kingdom withdrew, and managed to distance themselves from the battlefield.

While Zacques was not struggling, watching the entire enemy army suddenly move away from his entire army. "Suckers! Witch troops!! Attack that young man!!" his order, after assuming that Luciferd was the cause of the retreat of the enemy.

The witches of the kingdom of Grantarte immediately cast their magic, after hearing the orders of Zacques. However, Luciferd suddenly pointed his palm towards the witches. "just free. Where will I absorb all-out," he said.

Luciferd doesn't seem to be messing around. He suddenly absorbed all the mana from the bodies of the witches, making them instantly weaken, then fall to the ground.

It actually makes Anna then stunned, not expecting if all her subordinate magicians were successfully paralyzed by Luciferd. "Suckers! What have you done?! Unhand me! Release!" firmly, while trying to free himself from the shackles of Luciferd's arm.

"You know you can't get away from me" replied Luciferd, who further tightened his arm.

Zacques was rebuked, while watching the entire army of witches under his leadership fall down on the battlefield. "Damn it! Hey you!! Come down! Show your guts here!" he pointed to Luciferd.

Luciferd, just smile at him. "Did you say?" His eyeballs instantly blackened, with pupils transforming into red dots. "All of you will be an offering, to that damn woman," threatened Luciferd, who slowly lowered his flying height, and set his foot before the entire army of Grantarte kingdom.

"Open!! Attack diaaaa!!" zacques cheers, for the sake of taking advantage of the opportunity.

"I did this, just to fulfill his request." Luciferd instantly brandished his sword, towards the entire army that was rushing towards him. "For the sake of that legendary black sword" he said. He swung his sword from left to right.

(Donish!)

The swing of the sword created a black gale that extended horizontally, also appearing to be speeding very fast and deadly.

(Bab!)

(Bbb!)

(Bus!)

Catastrophe also happened. One by one the forces of the kingdom of Grantarte then fell, when their body parts were suddenly cut off after being hit by the wind, surprising Zacques who was standing in the back row.

"T—impossible! Musta—"

(Bwb!)

Zacques' stomach split open after a deadly horizontal wind slammed into his stomach, knocking his upper body out of the horse's saddle, and died in a matter of seconds.

The war ended, with a victory in favor of the Vargandy kingdom, despite the intervention of Luciferd.

Having fled the battlefield, none of the Vargandy kingdom's forces witnessed the massacre. For they believed that Luciferd was a messenger of the King, Ernest Vargandy II, who was assigned as reinforcements, in response to the small number of royal troops sent to the battlefield.

Hundreds of thousands of lives were just floated away, with just one strike of Luciferd's sword, making Anna who also watched, suddenly scream as it was.

***

The death of Zacques and his entire army, is proof of how high the swordsmanship that Luciferd had, scientifically obtained from the results of his training alone.

There must have been a bit of magic interference in the swordsmanship, which Luciferd used some black mana, to accumulate the power of his sword attacks on the enemy.

Luciferd was the only person to have three mana. The ordinary mana was blue, obtained after successfully mastering basic magic. While the second mana, was a dark red mana, obtained after successfully drinking the blood of the dragon espherd. And whichever is third, which is deep black, is obtained by the grace of one who has a high influence over him.

There is little information from some ancient magic books about the origin and formation of black mana, which history says if the mana can only be owned by one person.

However, no one realized that it had been passed down by the owner to Luciferd, making him the number one master of sword and magic martial arts in the Athareas continent.

Who was the previous owner? And what does this have to do with Luciferd a.k.a Louis Grantarte, the mysterious young man with sword skills, and the extraordinary magic?

~Tbc