Chapter 98: A World Unseen (2)

Kevin's plan worked.

One of the soldiers he deliberately sent.

He went to Edwin Hector and, with a face pale with fear, recounted what he had experienced as if spitting it out.

"There is definitely a mage in Cairo's camp! I confirmed that there was nothing in the darkness and moved, but suddenly Cairo's soldiers appeared and attacked us! Please believe me. It wasn't just a surprise attack from hiding in the bushes. It was as if they appeared by piercing through space!"

His body trembled as he spoke.

The demon that cruelly killed his comrades.

Every time he thought of Kevin, the soldier kept looking back, seemingly uneasy.

"…Commander. It seems the enemy has set a trap."

It was Jackson.

Reports of being attacked from all sides were coming in.

Even with a numerical advantage, if they were being overwhelmed, there was a possibility that the soldier's words were true.

"Jackson. There is no magic in this world that can hide a large number of people. Illusion magic can create illusions, but the enemy is launching simultaneous surprise attacks from at least four directions. The possibility of using magic scrolls is significantly low. High Circle magic scrolls are strictly managed by the Magic Tower, so it's unlikely that so many would be held on the southern front. Then there is only one possibility. That Cairo has a High Circle mage. Do you think this makes sense? That such an existence is on the southern front, not the western front?"

"It's impossible."

"Yes, it's impossible. This isn't magic."

Mage.

A rarer existence than Aura Knights.

Most of them belong to the neutral organization, the Magic Tower.

Like the Golden Bank, it is a group that operates across the entire continent, and nine out of ten people with a talent for mana hope to join the Magic Tower.

The reason is simple.

The Magic Tower is a treasure trove of knowledge, so if one wishes to grow as a mage, there is no choice but to join the Magic Tower.

Therefore.

Each country has only a few mages.

For Edwin Hector, it was incomprehensible that such a great existence had appeared on the southern front.

'Roman Dmitri has something special. He isn't reacting spontaneously to our pursuit but has prepared everything in advance to lure us into the mountains. It's probably a delaying tactic. The longer we are held up in the mountains, the more casualties we incur, the more the southern front will gain the upper hand, and the moment the reinforcements from the Cairo royal family arrive, the tide of the battle will turn.'

He saw the bigger picture.

The rapidly moving chess pieces.

While the attrition here would be fatal, Edwin Hector had no intention of retreating.

'One retreat. The moment we lose momentum, it's over.'

Even if he repelled the troops and captured the forward defense line, would he achieve his goal as intended?

It would be difficult.

Roman Dmitri would gain the reputation of repelling Hector with a small number of people, and that reputation would certainly give Cairo a reason not to give up.

War is about momentum.

The moment a hero like Roman Dmitri is born from this war, the defeat will be inevitable.

'It's too early to retreat the troops.'

Soldiers are dying.

But.

It's a resolve.

To save the Hector Kingdom.

Everyone has pledged to give their lives, and Edwin Hector will not let their sacrifices be in vain.

'Wait for the right moment. For Roman Dmitri to fall into my trap.'

Then.

[Roman Dmitri! He has appeared!]

The voice coming through the communication device.

Roman Dmitri had started to move.

* * *

The darkness was pushed back.

The light emitted from the magic artifact illuminated the surroundings, and the face of the Aura Knight was filled with shock.

"Huh?!"

Thud!

Right in front of him.

Roman Dmitri was there.

Emerging from the darkness, he stabbed the knight in the chest before the knight could react.

The staggering Aura Knight.

He knelt, spitting out blood, but a smile spread across his face as he looked up at Roman.

"Choke! D, Finally caught you!"

Flash!

The explosion of Aura.

The intense mana that boiled up was manifested as light through the artifact.

The Aura Knight was prepared to die.

Only.

Before his consciousness faded, he hoped to hang a bell around Roman's neck with his death as the price.

Beep-

"Roman Dmitri!"

"Roman Dmitri has appeared! Form a包围圈!"

The situation changed rapidly.

It was different from before.

Previously, when he attempted an attack and hid in the darkness, there was no way to catch him, but this time, the light followed the direction Roman moved.

The fragments of light that shot out in all directions as the mana light exploded.

They embedded themselves in Roman's entire body, and although there was no physical pain, they made him visible like a firefly.

The death of the Aura Knight was not in vain.

As he moved quickly, the commanders connected their communications.

[Roman Dmitri is moving north!]

[He just changed direction to the opposite side!]

[2nd Battalion! 2nd Battalion! The rat is heading that way!]

The encirclement was quickly formed.

Hector's soldiers systematically drove Roman into a corner, and no matter how fast he moved, it was impossible to break the encirclement at human speed.

To achieve this, Edwin Hector had prepared for casualties and spread his soldiers far apart.

From the moment Roman was discovered, they quickly ascended the mountain and pressured his position from advantageous high ground.

A net of a thousand threads.

They spread the net to catch Roman.

As time passed, the range of the net narrowed, and at some point, enemy forces began to confront Roman.

In such a situation.

The Hector Kingdom thought.

They had finally cornered the enemy, and Roman Dmitri was like a rat in a trap.

Although many allies were lost due to one person, dealing with the ghost that had tormented them all night was now just a matter of time.

* * *

They had caught Roman's tail.

As Roman fled, scattering fragments of light, Hector's soldiers attacked him as soon as they spotted him.

"Die!"

"I'll avenge my comrades!"

The soldiers charged like mad.

Roman Dmitri.

A demon who had killed many allies.

With the memory of trembling in fear all night, the soldiers' eyes were filled with venom.

Whoosh!

Sharp weapons came at Roman from all directions.

At that moment.

Roman's body became blurry.

Instead of fleeing, he suddenly changed direction, plunged into the space where soldiers were densely packed, and swung his sword.

Flash!

Thud!

Blood splattered.

The soldiers who had shown venom were torn apart in one blow, and Roman, without stopping, cut down all the soldiers who continued to attack.

His movements were so fast that they were hard to see with the naked eye.

Whenever numerous soldiers confronted Roman, blood splattered in all directions.

Clearly, just a moment ago, they had shown a fierce venom that could devour any opponent, but they were helplessly slaughtered by one person.

But.

"Chase him!"

"Absolutely don't let him escape!"

The pursuit had just begun.

The enemies who followed like a chain.

Even if he cut down several enemies at once, more enemies appeared to chase after Roman.

There was no place to run.

A net of a thousand threads.

He was caught in a perfect net.

As time passed, Hector's experts also appeared.

Boom.

Rumble.

Aura explosions occurred from all directions.

Aura Knights.

They rushed in, raising their auras.

Among them were 3-star Aura Knights, and the powerful auras that tore through the air were attacks that Roman could not ignore.

Hector's soldiers were confident that this time their attacks would hit.

According to what they had heard from the commanders, Roman Dmitri was a 3-star knight, and there was no way to deal with multiple Aura Knights.

A tense situation.

Surrounded by the flames of Aura from all directions, Roman exploded the mana in his dantian.

'The Thousand Horse Sword Technique, First Form.'

The sword flashed.

The fierce mana that rose up collided with the Aura that filled his field of vision.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

"Ah!"

"Ugh!"

The powerful explosion sent the Aura Knights flying.

Their swords, which shimmered with Aura, were instantly cut off, and the fragile flesh behind them was torn apart.

One blow.

It was a shocking scene.

After showing an incredible attack, Roman left the scene without even a breath out of place.

Everyone was stunned.

Roman was a terrifying enemy.

He was completely beyond common sense, and they realized that even if they caught his tail, killing him was a separate issue.

But.

That's why they pursued him even more tenaciously.

A monster so strong that he could do this alone.

What would happen if they let him go?

They didn't even want to imagine it.

Even if they captured all the fortifications on the southern front, Roman Dmitri would be seen as a demon who would somehow decapitate Hector's soldiers.

Everyone was filled with rage.

Hector's soldiers threw their precious lives away like grass, and to stop Roman's movements, they were willing to put their necks on the sword.

It was brutal.

The perfect opportunity to kill Roman.

They acted on instinct, not reason.

A mere 10 minutes.

A short time.

During that time, the blood of the dead formed a river, and with every movement, they stepped on corpses.

But when did it start?

People began to feel something was wrong.

Roman Dmitri.

A demon that seemed to be caught but never was.

Was he really fleeing?

A sudden thought.

It was a terrifying possibility that made their hearts sink.

* * *

Thud!

"Choke."

He had dealt with the pursuing enemy again.

The blood flowing down his sword.

Roman wiped off the blood and calmed his slightly rising breath.

'My stamina is also reaching its limit.'

The Thousand Horse Sword Technique.

A move that Roman could not use frequently.

But with Hector's Aura Knights rushing in from all directions, he had no choice but to push himself.

Then.

At his feet.

A knight with a long gash in his chest, gasping for breath, cursed Roman.

"Do you think you can survive here? Huh, huh. It will never happen. Thousands of troops are surrounding this place. No matter how strong you are. Huh. You will ultimately die a miserable death!"

He raged.

Shouting, he looked up at Roman with bloodshot eyes.

Suddenly.

Roman smiled.

Humans were always the same.

Just like with Thompson, people fell into the same delusion in certain situations.

"Why don't you think about why I came into this trap myself? Even after seeing the Aura Knights using magic artifacts and stepping forward, I let them die and allowed the fragments to embed in my body."

"What, what do you mean?"

The Hector Kingdom.

They couldn't even imagine it.

Roman Dmitri.

He was the bait.

He deliberately wagged his tail to lure Hector's soldiers into chasing him.

The knight's face was filled with shock.

Looking down at him, Roman revealed the cruel reality.

"Many people are running around to chase me. You might think your encirclement is perfect, but ultimately, human actions have flaws. Just 1 minute. No, even 30 seconds. The enemies who reach first will foolishly try to capture me at all costs. Isn't it amusing? Because you've cornered me, you are more careless than ever."

He knew.

How reckless this plan was.

But.

Chen Ma Baizhongxue always lived like this.

Reverse thinking.

A being who acts boldly.

"So let's see where this goes. It's still a long time before the sun rises."

The enemies will soon realize.

Roman Dmitri.

No.

In Baizhongxue's world, common sense doesn't apply.