Chapter 90. The Wind Blows (2)
A bloodied man with 3 flags stuck all over his body was entering the formation of the allied forces.
Soldiers nearby felt fear at his terrible appearance as if covered in death and were avoiding the spot.
He was Arcosi who took the role of cavalry captain in the allied forces.
Behind the horse he rode, no, was carried on, a black coffin was hanging.
“Arcosi! My knight Arcosi!”
Baron Kamora dragged his heavy body and personally pulled his dying knight down from the horse.
Arcosi was a knight Baron Kamora cherished and the cavalry captain, and a man promised to become the next Knight Commander of the Kamora family.
However, his appearance now was a terrible shape like a corpse with barely a breath attached.
“Ba, Baron…….”
Arcosi barely found his lord with blurring vision.
“Arcosi! How did this happen!”
Baron Kamora had clearly sent him to rescue Monshau, attaching 300 cavalry.
When he heard Vicious Castle fell, he knew things went greatly wrong, but even so, Baron Kamora never imagined his cavalry captain would return in this appearance.
“Baron, cough…….”
Flags of Langketa, Vicious, and Kamora stuck in Arcosi’s body were pulling him into the swamp called death.
Like that, Arcosi, reaching the threshold of death, held his lord Baron Kamora’s hand with his last strength in his fading consciousness and said.
“He is…… a demon…….”
Arcosi died with those words as the last.
“…….”
Baron Kamora was looking at Arcosi’s corpse with a face as if his soul left.
The knight he cherished was arrogant, but confident and was a person with corresponding skill.
However, the current him was terrified even until the moment of dying.
Along with his death, desolate silence hovered in the garrison.
While Baron Kamora was blank for a moment.
“UWAAAA!”
A soldier who opened the coffin tied to the horse Arcosi rode on gasped and backed away.
“What is it!”
Baron Langketa moved hurriedly to check what was in the coffin instead of Baron Kamora who was stiff as if nailed to the spot, but.
“My god…….”
He also had no choice but to step back.
A corpse was inside.
It was a familiar face.
The face of the corpse was the second son of Baron Vicious, a figure Baron Langketa had also seen often.
However, it was not because of that that Baron Langketa was surprised.
Baron Langketa was prepared that there would be someone’s corpse from the time there was a coffin, but.
What was inside the coffin was not ‘someone’s’ corpse, but ‘someones’’ corpse.
All parts below the neck did not come from any single body.
“Huu, huu…….”
Baron Langketa breathed roughly, momentarily losing reason at that shocking spectacle.
In his eyes, a letter was seen.
The thing between the subtly different left hand and right hand clasping each other.
A letter with the crest of a black wolf drawn.
He swallowed dry saliva and opened the envelope to take out the letter.
There, only a single line of text was written.
-I am coming to take everything back. Blanc Cadmus.
***
Blanc was looking at the flame in front of his eyes.
It was a flame huge enough to be conspicuous from anywhere in the plain.
Blanc was accepting the swaying flame with his eyes and pushing it into his chest.
“We have disposed of all corpses.”
“Good work.”
Blanc piled up the deaths he created one by one and created a huge flame.
The fierce and huge flame reaching the sky was intense enough to catch the eyes of everyone nearby, but.
However, with only the deaths of those reaching 300, with only the flame bloomed from it, it was insufficient to warm Blanc’s chest.
Blanc Scar who had collapsed miserably on the cold floor from which he could never rise again in despair for the time of 30 years.
Even this flame was insufficient to warm his chest warmly.
His chest was still cold and empty.
This alone was insufficient.
“It was an excellent charge. Baron Blanc.”
Blanc, who was lost in thought for a moment, returned to reality with Magnus' words.
Magnus was sincerely surprised at the charge of the knights that struck the flank of the allied forces.
Horsemanship charging on a horse is a technique in a different realm from swordsmanship.
He thought it was excellent even if they just gave some damage, but the charge of the knights led by Blanc was intense enough to pierce the waist of the allied forces and split the procession in two altogether.
Just looking at that scene, it was enough to feel that the young Baron in front of his eyes was full of talent in leading soldiers.
Hearing Magnus' words, Blanc turned his head and looked at Barzio silently repairing his damaged armor.
The knight who lost honor and transcended time sat alone blankly adding iron plates to cover his body where holes were pierced.
“Please tell that word directly to my knight rather than me.”
Barzio, the knight who lost honor.
To him who lost life, praise sent by a knight with a glorious name would be more valuable than glittering gold.
“Understood.”
Magnus understood with what meaning Blanc said such words to him and walked straight toward Barzio.
Blanc smiled a faint smile at the corner of his mouth seeing Magnus tapping Barzio’s shoulder and speaking to him.
“Rakshar.”
“Yes, Baron.”
Blanc, hardening his expression again, called out the first knight he appointed.
“I believe you can do it if it’s you, who was the groundkeeper of Norington.”
Blanc handing a flag drawn with the crest of a black wolf to Rakshar.
“I order Knight Rakshar to perform an independent operation.”
“I, I shall obey the order.”
Rakshar accepted the flag Blanc handed, turned his body without delay, and moved to follow his instruction.
The gray wolf ran through the plain unfurling the flag with the black wolf drawn.
Blanc watched until Rakshar’s back figure disappeared beyond the horizon.
“Baron.”
To Blanc who was watching Rakshar leaving like that, Simon approached with urgent steps.
“What is the matter?”
Simon, who was investigating the damage situation of the detached force, put aside what he was doing and reported urgently.
“It is information a scout brought, but I think I must report to the Baron.”
“Tell me.”
Blanc listened to Simon’s report looking at the flame soaring high into the sky.
“Is that so?”
Hearing Simon’s report, Blanc felt the momentarily swaying flame moving toward him.
“The wind has changed.”
The direction of the wind was changing.
***
“Move quickly! There is no time!”
Prince Aleid had prepared many arrangements behind the three families to stop Blanc heading to Norington.
He expanded armaments, informed them of Blanc’s movements constantly, and supported soldiers along with many gold coins.
However, the news heard was only desperate bad news.
“Incompetent things! To have their territory captured even after eating that much!”
Nasgoer felt heat just thinking about it.
Nasgoer was heading to Monshau leading soldiers who could be called his last support obeying the Prince’s order to overcome the current situation.
Although they were soldiers disguised as mercenaries to avoid the eyes of the Order, they were elite soldiers Aleid had raised with great care.
If they just joined the lords of the three families, no matter if it was the rising star Blanc Cadmus, he would not be able to pierce the path heading to Norington.
“How long is left to Monshau?”
“About two days’ distance.”
Nasgoer looked ahead and smacked his lips.
‘To think that kid would grow up to this extent…….’
Nasgoer who had tracked Blanc up to Baywood.
The thirteen-year-old young wolf he missed back then gathered 1,000 soldiers before he knew it and was shoving fangs to take back his hometown.
‘It is absurd!’
It would be difficult for any person to achieve a result like now with only about 3 years of time.
However, the young boy who escaped from the ashes did it.
If the lords of the three families had caught Blanc when Cadmus' mansion burned, if he had tracked surely and killed that young thing.
If he had done so.
A situation like now would not have occurred.
However, Blanc Cadmus cast off all that malice and hid his body in the darkness as if he had wings.
‘It is not late even now.’
However, regretting past things is already too late.
It would be enough if Nasgoer removed the source of trouble called Blanc with the troops he led even now.
Aleid wanted it.
He did not want the black wolf called Blanc to grow anymore.
The one possessing King’s Qualities started to sincerely consider the man named Blanc Cadmus troublesome.
Not only Aleid but even Nasgoer could feel that he would become an existence like a disaster if they didn't break Blanc’s momentum growing now.
Nasgoer gave rest time to soldiers tired from marching meanwhile and also opened the cap of his water bottle to wet his throat.
“Hmm…….”
Nasgoer sitting on a rock resting for a moment felt the direction of the wind shaking his hair change momentarily.
“Are the seasons trying to change?”
The period passing from summer to autumn.
Since it was such a period, Nasgoer passed it over trivially, but.
“Sir Nasgoer! Are you there?”
From the moment a messenger with the Royal flag found him hurriedly, Nasgoer could feel the flow changing strangely.
The direction of the wind was changing.
“Damn it!”
Nasgoer roughly crumpled the carrier pigeon message the messenger conveyed.
“Blanc Cadmus!”
Nasgoer ended up missing him again.
Just like 3 years ago, he had to leave the wolf in front of his eyes and turn back.
“All forces return! Hurry!”
Nasgoer gritted his teeth and was struggling to send the soldiers he led down back up to the capital again.
It was a strict order given by his lord Aleid.
Huge and sharp malice that was heading to Blanc turned its head again and was moving toward its original place.
Nasgoer rode a horse, turned his head, and looked in the direction where Norington was.
His swaying hair was shaking according to the wind.
The place the wind was heading was.
It was Norington.
***
-I order my knight Nasgoer to return immediately upon receiving this carrier pigeon message. Even if you join the three lords and have the black wolf in front of your eyes, prioritize returning to me over anything else. His Majesty the former King has passed away. The momentum of other Princes is unusual, so Knight Nasgoer, lead the troops and come protect me.
Norington, the place where the first Void Tree appeared in the previous life.
Humanity suffered great damage because they could not properly stop the Voids generated there.
Since they could not cut down the Void Tree appearing continuously without recovering that damage, eventually humanity ended up losing their territory.
One of the reasons they could not stop that first Void Tree was being reproduced even in this life now.
The Rebellion of the Princes of Gartaria.
The fight where three Princes fought over the throne of Gartaria.
The fight that started to gnaw at the national power of the huge kingdom and eventually made them unable to stop the first Void Tree.
That fight was trying to be reproduced even in this life now.