Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga - Chapter 427

It has been the ninth day since the fortress city of Levien fell without being able to properly resist the invasion of the Humans.

Because of the outer wall that was breached in two days, the inner castle was pushed back before the main force arrived, and in the end, not only did the pincer attack fail, but also suffered devastating damage from a pincer attack by the human army. It was a great event enough to arouse.

Not only to check whether the silver eagle brigade of Isthel, who had left the battlefield, had that much power and was hiding it, but also to investigate the possibility that the last survivor of the Levien family, who moved together in the name of commander-in-chief, might be an unseen genius or a warrior. , A situation where literally all the wires were turned upside down by the sudden change.

Amid such chaos, the demon lords nearby, who were in charge of supplying Levien, were busily moving every day to hurry up and recapture it before the human race completely regained Levien and went into maintenance. Thanks to that effort, the Humans were unable to completely take over Levien and were walking a tightrope, but as time passed, the damage from the Demon King’s army increased unilaterally.

The wrong first button was also a problem, but it was largely due to the change in the tactics of the Humans.

“Damn it, it’s a dragon knight!”

When the demon guards who had established a base in the woods and assisted the Levien attack team shouted, an emergency was put on the entire camp. The human tribe’s new means of attack, which had never existed before, boasted viciousness that made the demon king’s army hold back their throats.

That was the case with the 20 flying dragons flying across the sky at dawn right now. The guards called them dragon knights, but the commander of the base knew that those demons were different from dragon knights.

Those guys who appeared suddenly recently and harassed the rear of the Demon King’s army were not dragon knights, but mobile knight launchers, and they were a terrible nightmare that was incomparable to catapults.

“Shoot the signal flare! Call the detached team! They must have bypassed the main unit and approached, so we just have to hold on!”

Although he shouted to encourage his subordinates, the commander foresaw death.

In the first place, this was a base built for the purpose of managing supplies and accommodating wounded soldiers, so the number of proper troops was limited. They were aiming because they knew that, and it was clear that all those riding on top of the 20 flying dragons would be stronger than the Demon King’s army here.

Still, a handful of hope remained in the dying fire. All it takes is a flute knight. Then you can survive.

– Pip!

And the commander’s wishes were shattered terribly.

“It’s a flute knight!”

Using the sound of the whistle as a signal, the drakes fold their wings all at once, lower their altitude, and charge toward the ground. Few wizards threw attack magic, but it was impossible to hit the agile drakes. As the whistle rang once more, the wizards who had shot the magic were hit by an unknown attack and collapsed.

“Shit…!”

A human knight who broke through the outer wall of Levien alone and dropped the light-shooter Irap. The guy who overturned the rear in less than a week and became the devil of the supply route.

“Fight! You must fight and endure!”

He won’t let the commander live. That’s why the commander couldn’t stop. I had to read and command my subordinates in order to somehow increase their chances of survival.

He strengthened his body by exploding his mana, pulled out a spear that had been parked next to the tent, and aimed at the flute knight charging from the front.

“Today! We! Kill the flute knight right here!”

It was a futile dream. There was no one here who could beat the flute knight. All of them are on the front lines. That was the distinction between the rear and the front for the Demon King’s army.

Suppressing the desire to run away out of a sense of duty as a soldier, the spear he threw missed as expected, and the commander, who confirmed that a person jumped from the flying dragon that suddenly turned, drew his sword.

“For freedom!”

The flute knight, whose expression was unknown because of the helmet, responded by swinging a two-handed ax skillfully in the air.

And that was the last memory of the commander’s life.

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The advantage of being able to move the main power at will is meaningless in front of enemies already locked in the base by shortening the physical distance by operating the gate with overwhelming magic power.

Of course, the story would be different if they had enough time to bring troops from other fronts, but unlike the early days of the war, the Humans and Demons today are Park Bing.

The army of the human race, which was close to seeing the game with quantity, became stronger as time went by, and the kingdom soldiers, who were able to deal with five with a single demon army soldier, now reached the point where even two gathered together could deal with one. Even the void created by the movement of the Eunsuri Brigade was filled by the Empire leading its warriors to fight, so the only troops the Demon King’s Army could use were rear troops that had no direct connection to the war.

Because of the imbalance, there is no way that the rear troops, who suddenly faced the elite of the Humans, could be intact. Even if it was a demon.

“Weapons are majanggeum anyway, so there’s no way to use them. Destroy mainly food and other materials. Capture those who surrender and collect them in the center…” Levien’s attack caused so many

injuries that it reminded us of the early days of the war. The weight of the base naturally increased as a relief center, and now the ratio of combatable troops to wounded reached 1:4.

The rumored flute knight appeared in such a place, so the result was obvious. The Demon King, who was guarding the tent where the wounded were gathered, calmed down and thought about how to accept the end.

Should I make a last resort, or should I just accept death? Still, if you look at the conversation that sounds small just now, it seems like they are collecting people who have surrendered. Is it right to surrender?

But to them, this place is in the middle of enemy territory. He couldn’t afford to deal with prisoners. Maybe they’re trying to collect them all and bury them alive.

“I thought I would die without ever having a relationship.”

I couldn’t make a decision easily, and I thought about my miserable feelings. At the words I uttered inadvertently, a wounded soldier lying on the bed smiled and opened his mouth.

“What is it, was it our medical friend’s sympathy?”

One leg was blown off, and the female soldier, who suffered serious injuries to her arm, struggled to raise her upper body and continued.

“You should have told me right away.
“Shit. What would he want to eat with a bitch without one leg?”
“Damn it, are your legs in this situation? Shouldn’t it be enough if you can drive them?”
“I’d rather put a knot in the hole.”

The injured soldier lying next to her was in much more serious condition, so she couldn’t even raise her upper body, but the woman threw her water cup without hesitation, and laughter erupted from all sides as the wounded soldier who was hit on the forehead screamed.

It was an unbelievable sight that the base had already been robbed by the enemy’s elite, but rather, it was the result of giving up everything.

“Well… I had a lot of trouble. I wanted to die fighting.”
“A fucking war.”
“I was sick of it, but it went well…” What

cut off the small complaints and chatter that broke out one by one was a sword that penetrated the entrance and the noise made by the medic who reacted to it and kicked out of the seat convulsively. As everyone who could move their eyes looked at the entrance, a sword that began to move slowly lifted the tent.

Although he was wearing a helmet, it was not difficult to see that he was a human knight. I couldn’t feel any magic power, and the style of the armor was different.

“Check the aid station. Report to Sir Ega.”

The hum of the voice coming from the helmet felt like a death sentence. The medic jumped up reflexively and leaned his back against the pole supporting the tent, feeling his legs give way.

The knight still held up the tent with his sword and looked inside, but did not take any action. Not long after that, another presence was felt, and the demons who recognized the person who had appeared holding up the tent that had not been seen with their hands drew in a long breath.

A person wearing a different type of armor and helmet alone with the knights following him. It was a flute knight.

“How many do you think there are?”

Blood was still dripping from the ax in his hand, no matter how many demons he had killed. However, from the moment he appeared, the nervous demons had no time to feel fear again.

“This tent seems to have about fifty. There are tents of similar size elsewhere, so it is believed that there are more injured.”
“How many surrendered?”
“I was about twenty when I just checked.”

Hearing the answer, the flute knight nodded slightly and entered the tent. It felt like the air around them was changing, and everyone trembled with fear.

The notoriety that the flute knight built in a short period of time was great. The medic’s complexion began to turn pale when he saw the flute knight approaching him at a pace that was neither fast nor slow.

“Coke! Coke!”

It was when the flute driver had almost reached the medic that everyone could not even make the sound of spitting when a violent coughing sound resounded. The flute knight’s helmet naturally turned in the direction of the sound.

Then he turned around and approached the wounded soldier who was coughing so violently that his whole body was shaking.

“Ah…”

The medic couldn’t stop him as the sound of his heart grew loud enough to burst his eardrums. I couldn’t move because I just wanted to live a little longer, not because I thought it was a big deal to die first because I had a little cough. As soon as I realized that fact, self-loathing surged up, but even that quickly faded in the face of the threat of death.

So, when he saw the sight of the flute driver reaching right next to the injured soldier who was coughing and trying to reach for the water bottle somehow, reached into the water bottle, poured water, and handed the cup to the wounded soldier, he thought he was crazy and was looking at something stupid. I get it.

“… Coke!”

Are you trying to kill me the moment you get the water cup? Or when you die, even if you die, will you drink the water and let it die?

When all the demons watching were thinking about that, the injured soldier, who couldn’t stand the cough, carefully reached out and took the cup.

Then, after confirming that he was drinking, the flute driver naturally turned around and headed for the entrance.

“Looks like they’re all seriously injured. There’s no need to pull them out. Check the other tents and, if the situation is similar, put them on standby with the medic in charge.”
“Shall we attach those who surrendered in advance?”
“No. There’s no need to distract them. They’ll release them after we leave.”

It was unrealistic to see them walking away from the tent while naturally conversing with each other. The medic grasped the situation as he managed to fill his empty, white head with thoughts.

“…Medical friend, are you tired?”
“Fuck. I see.”

However, rather than feeling relieved that they lived or questioning their intentions, it was quickest to grasp the dampness of their lower legs.

Even though he felt pathetic, the medic laughed at the relief that his life was on the line, and while the other wounded soldiers were also belatedly exhaling and groaning, the female soldier, who was standing upright and resting her chin, asked the wounded soldier lying next to her with a serious expression.

“Honestly, even if not having a leg bothers me, how can it be a conflict if I pee?”

The wounded soldier snorted as if he was dumbfounded, then shook his head as an answer instead.