Plain Girl Hero of Darkness
Dragon versus Tiger! - (10)
「Ughh !!」
The man fell on his stomach while holding his chest. Blue Moon did not give the other two a chance to strike again, piercing their hearts with a push to his left and right.
「That woman is a swordsman!」
Someone shouted, and that crazy gaze was focused on Historia. Historia drew out her sword uninterruptedly and threw out the blood on her sword. As the Stonia soldiers who could not even utter complete sentences urged him one by one, he waved.
「Kill him!」
Unlike the soldiers who held their weapons wildly, Historia switched her diagonal slashes to horizontal, and pushed half a diagonal slash, killing her opponent with uncertainty and constantly changing sword techniques. His swordsmanship backed by his talent created a mountain of corpses in no time.
「-Okay, that's how it should be.」
Historia stood quietly in front of the pile of corpses, which even stopped the Stonia army from being on guard.
And Historia didn't miss that gap.
「The enemy has stopped moving! Now is our chance! Attack login!」
Historia pointed at the gap she made with her sword.
The Sacred Guards renewed their attacks with roars.
thirteen thousand against five thousand.
Historia opens a hole in the Wall of Death. With the large disparity in numbers between the two forces, the number of casualties soared drastically. No matter how crazy one was, humans would reach their limits at some point, even more so for the old warriors.
With the passage of time, the back row slowly lost their momentum and the waves turned in support of the Sacred Winged Legion.
「Fiuh, my work is done with this. I'll leave the rest to Lara.」
Ignoring the back row that was being destroyed, Historia looked towards Lara.
(They were eventually forced to the edge ..)
The rear row was reduced to two hundred, and was tightly surrounded. As the rearguard units raised their shields in resistance, the Sacred Winged Legion slowly tightened their encirclement.
As they faced each other, one corner of the siege suddenly opened. Auguste watched with bated breath as a vehicle pulled by four dark horses appeared. No doubt it was a strange means of transportation mentioned by Cecilia.
(That means.).
Two people caught Auguste's attention.
One was the man in gold who acted as the driver, the other was the silver-haired woman who stood proudly with one foot on the man's shoulder.
「Stop.」
The woman raised her left hand to stop the attack. His actions and aura all told Auguste that the woman was the commander of the Sacred Winged Legion.
(So their commander is a woman? The ruler of the country and the commander of the army are both women? And he looks about the age of Cecilia.).
He finds this difficult to understand, but Auguste still commands his surviving followers: the:
「Don't let your defenses down.」
His men nodded slowly and Auguste walked out. The woman looked at Auguste once and jumped off her carriage.
Young lion and old lion— both from different eras face each other.
「You are the commander of this unit?」
As he heard this energetic voice, Auguste could not help but regret his age and nodded in response.
「Once, then tell me the name of the fool who dared to show his fangs in the Holy Nation of Mekia.」
「... My name is Auguste Gibbs Lanvinstein.」
Auguste answered and the woman narrowed her eyes.
「Oh, I've never heard of any Field Marshal taking on the task as a back line. I am the Supreme Commander of the Sacred Winged Legion, Holy Legate Lara Mira Crystal. In honor of your stupid spirit, I allowed you to duel with me one-on-one. What are you going to say?」
By the way, Lara's proposal was as good as a cake falling from the sky. After all, the plan was to kill the enemy commander to turn things around. The other party proposing a duel was beyond his expectations.
He was about to accept it when the silver-eyed girl beside Lara suddenly said in despair.
「Why is it like this? It will all be over if we keep going berserk, why did it turn into a duel? I don't understand.」
「You think so? I only show my respect to Field Marshal who chose to act as the rearguard. And isn't there a saying about 『giving salt to the enemy』? 」
("salt the enemy" which means that even in conflict, one must act with humanity. Sc: www.tenghouse.com)
「But you gave too much salt. How much food do you want to keep…? Well, I guess it's Lara.」 style
The silver-eyed girl shrugged and retreated easily. It was clear that he had absolute confidence that Lara would not lose in a duel. The soldiers around them looked calm and their eyes were stable.
「-I'm sorry for the interruption. So, what do you think? 」
Lara looked back at Auguste.
「I have no choice ... But is that okay? You seem very confident in your abilities, but this might just be your downfall.」
Auguste had seen many arrogant people die because of his sword, this was his concern for young children as seniors. But, the subject smiled faintly.
「I understand. Field Marshal's advice is always worth listening to. But don't worry, I'll announce it here— your sword won't even come close to touching my body.」
「... Hmhp. Young beginners, this is what people call arrogance.」
He said as the gust of wind stroked Auguste's body in a high guard position. Lara did not draw her sword and just stood still there.
「Do you mock me, a Field Marshal? If the sword on your waist is not a decoration, then remove it ... Or are you scared now? 」
Lara was not affected by Auguste's angry remarks.
「Oh right, I forgot to say one more thing.」
「We have already passed the talk stage ... So what is it?」
「I am the Commander of the Sacred Winged Legion, and also a Witch.」
「What?!」
「One-on-one duels are underway, so this is goodbye.」
Lara showed her helpless back as she turned around and left.
There was a thud at Auguste's feet that was confused by Lara's actions. Auguste lowered his head and saw that it was his arm that was holding a black and red sword. It was so familiar that Auguste could not help but blink.
「Itu— my arm?」
The strange things happening to his body continued, and his vision began to slide downwards. The cries from his allies sounded as clear as the blue sky.
「My magic can control the wind freely, and make invisible blades from the air. This knife that can easily break cold steel is my parting gift to Lord Field Marshal.」
When Lara finished, Auguste's body had been shattered into pieces.
「- I'll hand over the cleaning on Historia.」
Lara silently told Historia as she passed by.
Historia slowly raised her left hand with a sigh, and the Sacred Winged Legion marched towards the destroyed rearguard unit.
Army Duchy of Stonia— 40,000 dead.
Holy Winged Legion— 3,000 dead.
The battle of Rias instigated by the Empire ended in a complete victory of the Sacred Winged Legion.
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...To Be Continue's...