Prince Regar Virmilion
Massacres

Prince Regar Virmilion instantly dashed past the several Swordman Elves in front of him. They were shocked to see his speed.

When they were a few miles away from Marseille, the sky darkened. The remaining Swordman Elves immediately looked up at the sky. To their surprise, it turned out that countless rain of arrows had attacked them again.

Regular instantly pulled the Sword of Queen E.Ve from the Sword sheath that he slipped on his right waist.

“Cih, will I die here,” the damned Inner Prince of the Akkadian Kingdom.

How he was not afraid, among the rain of arrows there were several SSS Rank arrows from the Archer Goblin.

The explosive power generated by the Archer Rank SSS was vast. SS rank down, it would be difficult to withstand the attack. They must use enormous inner strength and drain all their Mana to minimize its impact.

The shadow of the figure of the mother that he had never met was directly reflected in his mind, as well as the smile of Queen Violet Celestine who was his fiancee. Regar still vividly remembered the beautiful face of his fiancee, he sighed deeply. Regularly channeling 140,000 Mana Capacities into deep power, it meant that almost all of his Mana had been drained. Now Regar has been equivalent to Rank SS.

“May God grant my prayers. No SSS Rank arrows pointing here,” murmured Rear.

His foothold was instantly shattered, as a result of the martial horses he used.

“Akkadian! I can't believe you turned out this strong. It is fitting that you managed to escape Fort77,” said Swordman Elf who was nearby.

The voice of the Elf is quite familiar in the ears of Regar. Regar guessed that it was the voice of Giorgio, Silsia's friend. Both of them came from the city of Malaga, decided to join the mercenary formed by Queen Violet Celestine, but what happened was not to stem the movement of the Kingdom of Yakjud, what was there was to let them slaughter the Inexperienced Troops in that battlefield.

Regar turned his head and was surprised to see it, several wounds had lodged in his body. But still, he smiled broadly. It was as if they were meeting old friends, when they had just met in the city of Marseille.

“It turns out you're still alive Giorgio. Silsia was so worried about you, she didn't want to go. He said he had to find you first, and then he left. Fortunately, I kept forcing him to ride the last horse. Otherwise, his fate would be the same as ours hahahaha ...” Regar laughed at this fateful fate that he experienced.

Giorgio stared at the dark sky, as it rained arrows that would land in a moment's time where they were standing. “Thank God he survived.” Giorgio took a deep breath, he also used all the remaining Mana into a deep power which he flowed into a harness and a portion of it into his sword. “But there is one thing that stuck in my mind, why do you look covered in Assassin style so,” said Giorgio again.

“Hahaha ... You've heard of the cursed Prince of Akkadian Kingdom!” shout Regar with a small laugh.

“You should have a fairly large Mana that is equivalent to a Rank far above you. It turns out that you come from a family loved by Mana,” said Giorgio only realized that Regar was a Prince.

As he still wanted to talk to Rear, suddenly the rain of arrows had landed. The sound of screaming in pain began to echo. Back-to-back explosions continued to bombard their positions.

Regar managed to fend off the hundreds of arrows that came at him. But he did not see the position of Giorgio again, because the location of their footing had become craters and also thick smoke from the effects of the explosion.

“This is the war that was meant by Uncle Setiawan,” muttered Regar considering Setiawan's remark how terrible the war in his home world that even cost millions of lives.

There was no sound from the Swordman Elf anymore. They had all been killed in that vast meadow.

“Is this place going to be my grave? Hah ...” Regular grunts annoyed. “But with my death, perhaps Father will retaliate by attacking the Kingdom of Yakjud. Because I think my mother loves me very much. He must have been hit, knowing that I had died at the hands of the Goblin. In this way the Elves in Sirius will feel peace,” murmured Regar.

Actually if all the Elves unite against the Goblin race. They can easily destroy it. It can even destroy them forever. However, these Elf nations do not want to unite, they are more busy with their respective groups and are divided into each other.

No need for all Elves to move, just one of the three great Kingdoms. That's enough, but they don't want to. Even the Akkadian Kingdom, which is the strongest Kingdom, only provides assistance to the Kingdom of Sirius by guaranteeing that no other Elf Kingdom attacks Sirius Kingdom and sends the guild from Akkad as a border guard only. When the situation was precarious, the guilds first fled the border post.

***

With breath cringe and deep energy that only 10% left, Rear sat languidly waiting for the next rain of arrows.

The sunlight again dazzled his eyes, even though he was actually wearing sunglasses.

“What happened?” regar muttered that awaited the arrival of the next rain of arrows, but never came.

The cursed prince then looked at his surroundings that had been smashed apart. There is no life, not even an ant is hard to find. All that remains now is Regar who sits lethargic by supporting his body on the sword of Queen Eve.

***

A few days ago in Marseille.

“It looks like there's a Rank SSS Elf there. Are we going to shoot another arrow General?” archer Goblin said to General Archer of the Yakjud Kingdom sitting on a stretcher, which was guided by four handsome Elves whom he had captured first while attacking the border all of a sudden.

Inside the palanquin itself were two handsome Elves massaging his legs and another Elf fanning him so as not to growl inside the palanquin.

This was a bad habit of the Goblin race. Their leaders will collect their enemies to serve as slaves.

Male goblins would collect female Elves, but this was difficult to accomplish. In addition to those who first retreated during the war, they would also commit suicide when they were about to be caught. Unlike the male Elves who directly faced on the front line.

The male Goblin Swordman who managed to capture the male Elf alive was the one who sold his catch to the female Goblin. The Elf race was very famous for their good looks and beauty. Being an attraction for the Goblin Race which has a green skin color and a rather small body.

***

After getting the report. General Archer of the Kingdom of Yakjud decided not to continue the attack. Since it would only be a waste of manpower in itself, just to kill one rat by exerting full force, it was certainly disadvantageous, since this war was not short-term. There are many more attacks that they will do in the future. So it takes the use of power as frugally as possible.

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