Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 169

Northern Front (1)

Hwii…!

The sharp wind blowing through the window hits my face.

It was a cold wind blowing from the Frost Highlands beyond the frozen land of the north that stretched out the window.

Twisting his stiff beard, Special Forces Executive Officer Craig Widloff had a rotten look on his face. He said.

“This isn’t a devil, I’ll be knocked out in the cold.”

“Puh-huh, isn’t that because you came back after living in the warm south for half your life? By the way, I heard there are a lot of beautiful women in the south, but there were no pretty women among the refugees… Wow!”

“Hey you crazy bastard. “The devil bastards are about to invade, so are you saying something like that now?”

The adjutant, who had been kicked by a military bullet, staggered away while holding his buttocks.

He said he would come after urinating, but it turned out that he was just going to flirt with the soldiers on guard.

“Tsk, you bastard with no discipline. If they hadn’t been able to manage the soldiers, they would have been cut off a long time ago. “The ability is also good.”

Craig muttered, crossing his legs on the desk.

The private rooms provided in the watchtowers on top of the castle walls were cramped. Of course, it was much better than nothing.

It was also a benefit that he would not have been able to obtain if he had not been the temporary commander of the castle’s guard and the executive officer of the Tsarist royal special unit.

Of course, that didn’t mean the cold on the northern front here went away at all.

The adjutant was right. He had been conducting intelligence operations in the southeast for a long time and was used to the warm air.

So, when I was given the position of commander of the guards at the fortress east of the front line for my contribution in suppressing the rebellion, I didn’t tell anyone, but in fact, I wanted to refuse it.

However, in a situation where Sun’s demon army was right around the corner, refusing to take up an assignment was tantamount to disobeying orders for a special task force agent.

“shit. “In southern villages, the inn food was pretty good… I don’t even know when I last had a proper deer stew.”

Craig muttered again.

More than two months have already passed since the rebels began an uprising in the southeastern part of the Tsarist Kingdom.

The rebel group, which claimed to be the rightful owners of the royal scepter and all, eventually fell into ruin after offering up the people of the Tsardom as sacrifices to the devil.

The last resort chosen by those who fell after the Night of Vengeance was to lure the residents of the war-torn village and bring in the power of the devil.

Several villages were burned to the ground in the southeast, and thousands of residents were contaminated by demonic power and turned into monsters.

If it had not been for the Tsarina’s timely request for support and the Holy Knights who immediately advanced their troops north upon request, the South would have fallen into chaos by now.

It was a crisis that could have caused the Tsardom to collapse from within, and Craig was a witness to that crisis.

The very place where the Holy Knights wiped out a group of mutated villagers and together with the special task force, eradicated the roots of the rebels.

“…….”

Thanks to his merits, he was given the position of executive officer and became the commander of the guard of the relatively safe castle east of the front line.

Why? Craig hardly felt alive from day to day.

It wasn’t just the cold or the food.

I had been making that excuse to myself for weeks, but it didn’t take long for me to realize that it wasn’t such a trivial reason for my lack of motivation to live.

‘Rather than that… it’s romantic.’

I thought I was crazy, but it was true.

The romance felt when infiltrating the middle of enemy lines, digging up information, and pointing a gun at the enemy on a bloody battlefield.

The decisive reason why I decided to join the special forces when I was young. The current lethargy was a result of the absence of that romance.

When I was infiltrated as an informant in the southeastern part of the Tsarist Kingdom, there was a certain romance to it.

The southeastern region had been the base of rebel forces ever since the current Tsarina ascended the throne.

In comparison, what is it like here? The easternmost point of the northern front.

It was just a periphery with no strategic goals or anything. Even if he were an evil spirit, he didn’t think he would advance his army in this direction.

I understood the intentions of the higher-ups. Since he contributed to the royal family even while being injured, he must have been able to escape to a safe place even while all his strength was diverted to the front line.

Craig crossed his legs on the desk and was lost in thought. Should I request that they be sent to the center of the front line right now?

I heard there has been a lot of tension there for the past 15 days. Thanks to the good treatment I’ve had, all the aftereffects of my injury have healed, so let’s be careful…

Crunch!

“Security Captain! “I’m the boss!”

My thoughts were interrupted by the commotion outside the door. Craig tensed his forehead and turned his head.

And boom! The door burst open and a deputy rushed into the room.

An urgent expression that has completely erased the usual playfulness. Cold sweat running down my face.

Craig, who was about to say something, immediately realized that this was not the case. he asked, lowering his legs from the desk.

“What’s going on?”

“Huh huh huh… this is an urgent report from the reconnaissance team! The monster army is coming down! Look out the window!”

Holy shit. Unlike my lips that are chewing profanity, my heart starts pounding.

For a moment, Craig was taken aback by his own contradictory reaction and ran straight toward the window.

Seaaaa…!

When you infuse magical power into your eyes, your vision changes dramatically in an instant. My senses became so sensitive that I could even see snow-covered rocks on the distant horizon.

As I skillfully filtered out useless stimuli, something strange caught my eye on the horizon.

Dark red shadows appear as if they are trying to squeeze through the gap between the pure white earth and the blue sky.

It was a group of hundreds of barbarian warriors and an equal number of monsters contaminated by the evil spirit’s magic.

‘for a moment. That…’

That wasn’t the end.

In an instant, a huge shape appeared behind the shadows that occupied part of the horizon.

A hell horse the size of a building wearing thick armor and a horse-headed giant sitting on top of it, clutching a spear like a pillar of a temple.

And a huge lizard fluttering flames from its five heads, boasting a size similar to the two combined.

It was not difficult to recognize that they were demons from hell, and demons directly under Sun.

Because a presence of overwhelming size has reached here from the distant horizon.

‘…shit. I wanted romance, not this kind of dog death.’

Although he was reprimanding himself for having a useless thought five minutes ago, Craig ordered as calmly as possible, keeping his voice calm.

“aide. Ring the bell. And send someone to the Lord of Seong.”

“…yes.”

“The report states that two demons and a thousand monsters and corrupted barbarians have begun an invasion. And…”

Flash.

A sudden lightning strike cut off his words. The head of a horse near the horizon was also cut off.

The horse-headed armored giant fell from his horse. Craig unconsciously looked away.

“……uh?”

Someone was running from the eastern end of the horizon.

Six people riding snow wolves that are said to be almost impossible to tame.

The sword drawn by the leading giant sparkled in the sunlight. A holy sword that summons lightning. Craig recognized the sword immediately.

I burst into laughter without realizing it. The adjutant next to him opened his mouth with a puzzled look on his face.

“…Captain of security?”

“Oh yeah. “Anyway, I’ll report it that way and also tell you that romance has arrived.”

“yes?”

“no. I will report to you directly. I will leave the command to you. “There’s probably nothing much to do.”

Craig immediately adjusted his military boots and ran out. I heard the deputy’s panicked shout behind me, but I ignored it.

In any case, the adjutant who had served in the military for a long time was better at commanding the soldiers than he was from the special forces. Since I’ve always been a fool, I need to work now.

He had another mission.

The mission is to meet the romantic who has come a long way.

***

Gurgling!

Blue lightning strikes.

The demon Orobas, who had already been struck by lightning once and fell from his horse, took out his shield from behind his back and raised it.

A huge shield blazing with bright red flames is a piece of hell that can burn any spell of a decent level before it touches it.

The piercing blue and blazing red collided. Victory and defeat were decided in the blink of an eye.

The devil’s arm holding the shield turned into a piece of blackened meat.

“Haha! It’s hot! “A devil whose arms are torn apart by a single strike of lightning!”

Bjorn shouted, scattering grenades at the crowd of monsters.

Pretzel Gwang! Crumbling!

Grenade explodes in the air, pouring out a rain of bullets.

It seemed like it was thrown at random, but the barrage storm was precisely wiping out only the monsters.

The fact that he can show such skills on a snow wolf is proof that he is a skilled craftsman far beyond the level of an ordinary craftsman.

Is it because he follows Dallan around and gets caught up in all kinds of fights?

Like the rest of the party, Bjorn’s abilities were also growing rapidly, incomparably compared to any other episode.

It does not stop at the technology of manufacturing and mixing gunpowder or the creation of extraordinary weapons using explosives.

The application skills of using the weapons created in this way at the right place and the skill of projecting the firepower of a sensitive object such as gunpowder precisely towards the enemy are also of high quality.

Although he liked to talk about handmade gunpowder rather than his own inaction, it was clear that Ilshin’s military power was also close to the 4th rank.

Just looking at him now, swinging his homemade thug like a whip, it seemed like the days of seeing him in his prime throwing bombs into the devil’s mouth would not be long.

“God of war—!”

A gap in the monster army created by the one-eyed master craftsman with overwhelming firepower.

A wolf with its entire body dyed golden rushes through the gap.

Lucia’s sacred tattoo on top of the wolf radiated light, and at the same time, a large arc of white flame was drawn from the tip of her sword as it cut through the air.

「White and White Moon」

Hiss!

A white flame crescent moon flew over a hundred meters in the blink of an eye.

Two of the lizard’s heads are cut off by a ritual created with divine power.

Sigh!

At the same time, white wings rose from behind Lucia, who jumped up from the wolf’s back.

‘Wings of the Fallen Angel’, a high-ranking miracle of the Holy Knights. It was a miracle granted while fighting against the Sanctuary Guardians in the High Orc civil war.

Kyaaaaa—!!

While Lucia was flying in the sky and fighting the three-headed lizard demon, Dallen got off the snow wolf and jumped into the army of demons.

The snow wolf that had been beaten and tamed was a good means of transportation, but its performance was poor for use in full-scale combat with the devil’s army.

Above all, Dallan himself did not particularly prefer horseback combat. It didn’t matter, since one step was enough for short-distance mobility anyway.

Wow!

The snow-covered ground exploded with a roar and Dallon’s new model flew into the sky.

Gwagwagwang-

Trampling the air and leaping, narrowing the distance of hundreds of meters in an instant.

The end of the path. The horse-headed demon, who managed to get up, shouted.

[A warrior with a holy sword…! You are the one who defeated the Archduke of the Corpse Swamp!]

There was no answer. As if that was what he wanted too, he held out his spear without hesitation.

Whoa!

An unbelievably quick strike for something as large as 5 meters long. The tip of the spear, blazing with flames, approaches in an instant.

[Try to get it somewhere! If I kill you, God will grant me the position of Grand Duke…!]

The devil’s words did not continue.

「Returning」

The figure of Dalen, who disappeared as if in mid-air, came out from behind the guy and landed on his shoulder.

[How…how…!]

Dallen didn’t answer this time either. He lightly brushed away his sword and jumped off the demon’s shoulder.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, the severed horse head fell to the ground.

「Red Flame Pearl」

As soon as the horse’s head hit the ground, a pillar of fire rose up from behind and engulfed the headless body of the devil.

“Tsk. Now, even if you kill a demon, you don’t get much experience.”

Kurrrrr… Kwazijic! simplicity and honesty!

Dallon muttered as he watched the snow-covered ground sweep up the remaining monsters with its stone tongue with its mouth wide open.

Thanks to the demon I just caught, I barely managed to go up a level.

The problem is that this is the result of all the experience gained over the several weeks of leaving the High Orcs’ sanctuary and coming here.

Even if I wiped out this entire army by myself, I wouldn’t have been able to fill even half of my experience bar.

Although the abilities gained from recovering corpses were great, it was difficult not to feel disappointed when seeing the leveling up was slowing down.

‘…You should think positively. It is true that the party has become stronger that much.’

[You low-level devil babbler! [Don’t even think about touching your mother’s hair!]

While he continues his thoughts, the lizard demon, who lost all five of his heads to Lucia, is swept away by the breath of the blue dragon, which has grown to the size of a war horse.

The rest of the army was also quickly eliminated by Bjorn’s bomb baptism and Priest Valentino’s extensive earth magic.

After confirming that the group didn’t really need any help, Dallon opened the status window.

And just as he was about to distribute ability points, a white cloud rising from a distance caught his eye.

‘…hmm?’

A snow sled for combat pulled by large northern hunting dogs. About ten cars were approaching in line.

Was this a scouting party departing from the Tsarist citadel?

I was scratching my chin, thinking nothing of it, but the face of the man in the commander’s uniform on the lead sled seemed somehow familiar.

It wasn’t difficult to remember where I saw it.

The man was a special forces agent whom I had met in a village in the southeastern part of the Tsarist Kingdom just before climbing the mountain range.

‘But my impression… seems to have changed quite a bit.’

A sunken stomach and firm arm muscles. The jawline became sharper as I lost weight.

If that was the end, I wouldn’t have thought much of it, but for some reason, the way his eyes shine with a subtle madness makes me uncomfortable.

Was it Craig Bidloff?Dallen thought, trying to drag the man’s name out of his memory.

What happens if something happens in two months?

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