
Mills almost yelled, but shut his mouth in time. Dark armor with the Death God emblem, and silver hair were rare in the Empire. He was said to be drinking human blood, and wielding a black sword that was covered in black fog.
The name of the Death God Olivia had spread throughout the Crimson Knights. Mills immediately ordered a retreat, but his deputy Raymond rushed towards him and whispered: 'Read more:
"Major, please calm down."
"I'm calm. Don't forget our mission, we can't fight the God of Death here and lose our army for no reason. You should know how Lieutenant Colonel Volmar was killed."
“Yes, I know it Sir. But they haven't noticed us. Even the God of Death would be powerless in the face of such a large amount. Not only our units, but the morale of the entire Crimson Knight will increase. The highest merit of war will be yours, Major. "
The highest war merits. This was music to Mills' ears, and made him hesitant. He took on the task of attacking the rear of the Royal Army because he wanted the merit of that war, and spread his fame.
Mills looked towards the Death God again. As Raymond said, the enemy was unaware of them. Their unguarded appearance lit a fire for Mills' ambitions.
As the second son of the Boemenburg clan, Mills would not inherit the family estate. This was the norm in this world, but he could not stand the incompetent eldest son who had the right of succession just because he was born early. He considered killing his older brother for a while, but decided that the risk was too great.
And that was why he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to achieve great things and make his name famous. He would slowly build up his fame, and make his elder brother prostrate at his feet. That's Mills' ambition.
“This opportunity will not come again. Please reconsider."
Forced by his deputy, Mills makes a decision.
“... I revoked my previous command. Prepare people for the attack as you suggest."
Mills silently drew his sword. When the preparations were finished, he took a deep breath several times, slowly raising his left hand — and swinging it down at once.
"Invade!!"
Mills ordered, and the entire unit swarmed.
“- !? That's the enemy !?”
One-eyed man shouted.
“Everything's backing down! They're too many! "
Olivia quickly reigned, and fled to the hills. It seemed that the Royal army was completely terrified, leaving behind their armor as they fled. It was ironic for the Death God unit to create fear in the hearts of Imperial soldiers like this.
When he saw the behavior of the enemy forces are chaotic, Mills sure he won.
"Haha! Even the God of Death could only escape when faced with the difference in numbers! But I'm not letting you go! Listen, attack through this river and kill them all! "
"""Yes sir!!"""
At Mills' command, the troops rushed into the river, splashing water everywhere. Mills thought that the water was shallow and clear, and with how narrow it was, they would soon catch up. But...
“Uwahhh!”
"I can't get a solid footing—"
In the middle of the river, the soldiers sounded confused. The water only reached their thighs, but the soldiers continued to be carried away by the currents.
It's the same for Mills, one wrong move and he'll get carried away.
“—So it is true, as Gauss said!”
“Yes, this Vetnam river may look shallow, but it's actually quite dangerous. The clumping on the riverbed will make your footing slippery. The flow is also swift, so people familiar with this river will never cross it without help. When I was a kid, I crossed this river recklessly and almost drowned."
"I understand. But it looks interesting from here. Hey, why don't I go in and try?”
“Please stop. I think you'll be fine, but First Lieutenant Claudia will scold me."
“Yes, you're right, forget it. Did you know that Claudia would sometimes become like a demon?"
Things had become like this, and Mills finally realized that this was an enemy trap.
“S-Sial !!”
"Well, it's time to work, do your best."
““ “Ya Mdm !!” ””
Olivia waved her hand, and countless arrows flew from the bow. There was no way to escape from the arrows in the rushing river. The Crimson Knight soldiers were shot without any way to retaliate.
As the river was dyed red, suddenly a scream was heard. In the direction of that shout, a young soldier took off his helmet and armor, and grabbed his hair in a crazy manner.
“What an unsightly thing, and you call yourself a soldier of the Crimson Knight? Know the shame!"
A middle-aged soldier caught the young growl from behind. Both of them were shot by arrows, and flowed helplessly.
"Major Mills!"
"Yes I know. It's frustrating, but we have to step back and regroup. We'll die if we stay here."
However, Mills quickly realized how naive the thought was. In the bank behind them was another group of Royal soldiers.
“Prepare your bow!”
A woman in silvery-white armor becomes the commando of that unit.
“Ughh! They won't let us escape! "
The unit was probably flanking from behind the Crimson Knight under the covering fog. He ordered an all-out attack beforehand to chase after the enemy, lowering his defenses, which caused this to go smoothly. Mills' remorse allowed his desire for glory to appear in his head, but it was too late.
“This is what they call 'trapped between a rock and a hard place'.”
Olivia bragged with one finger raised.
"Damn…"
“Hei ~ what are your plans? If you give up, I can forgive your life. "
"Rush up? You said surrender? —The word surrender is not in the lexicon of Crimson Knight!”
(Lexicons: vocabulary)
Raymond who crawled to the riverbank after struggling mightily shouted furiously, and slashed at Olivia. Olivia turned around to dodge, and retaliated quickly. The beheaded Raymond fell into a pool of his own blood.
“I'll say this again, give up and I'll spare your life. I want to know where your base camp is. "
Olivia shook the blood on her sword, and offered them a chance to surrender again. Mills scoffed at the proposal. Given how things were, he would not give up even if the sun rose from the west. How could he face Rosenmarie after this?
(My reputation's all gone now. I didn't think my ambition would end up in a place like this.).
His unit had suffered over 50% casualties, so it was impossible to carry out his initial mission now. The only thing he could do was drag the Death God to hell with him.
(I'm not afraid of death, I just don't want my brother to underestimate me.)
The shadow of Franz's fat body flashed across Mills' mind, and he shook his head to clear his brother's figure from his mind. He said with a laugh to hypnotize himself:
“Are you deaf? The lexicon of the proud Crimson Knight had no word surrender!”
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...To Be Continue's...