Herscherik

Oran lays down his sword. However, the structure is natural and there is nothing I have noticed at all, and I am only nervous enough to start training now.

In an unexpected Oran reaction, the Saint Knight man lurks his eyebrows.

"... you think you're gonna deal with all of us by yourself?

As the Lord had said, he succeeded in severing the prince and one of the leaders. But the young knight with this sunset hair is too flat when he says he is the opponent against fifty holy knights.

"Oh, one-on-fifty, but wondering if you're freaking out? Well, I wonder, too.

To the saintly knight with the suspicious look on his face, Oran makes him laugh as if he were dealing with an old friend.

"That's all there is to it, your brains that think you can contain me."

The next moment Oran moved. In an instant, he packs an intermission with the Holy Knight and puts a kick in the empty torso. The man of the Holy Knight, who was poked by accident, was blown away and slammed on the platform on the stage.

The knight on the left and right reacted and was immediately slashed by Oran, but he shook his sword and played the knights' sword, cutting off their arms and legs. And the arrows that flew in and out of space, Oran slammed them off the universe at his leisure. Oran returns the knights after all his breathless attacks, left and right overhead.

And by the time I took a breather, there were more than ten knights crawling around Oran. But it would be Oran's strength not to have a dead man. Oran exchanged swords with the bandits, broken doors, and sometimes wrongdoing knights and soldiers in Operation Tiger Hole in Hershelik, but he has captured them all without killing them. The stronger you are, the better you are.

But this time it was different.

Most of those who fainted and couldn't get up, those who couldn't get up because of pain in their arms and feet, should have all got up. It's impossible if it's normal. Normally.

In the eyes of those who rose up dwelt a light that strayed from the ordinary track that matched madness with trance. Those eyes look familiar.

(... these guys, are they using drugs?

Oran found his emotions getting cold. That's the medicine Oran lost his fiancée to. For Oran, he's the culprit you can't help but hate, even if you regret it.

A small amount will give you pleasure and pleasure. But it is a physical enhancement medicine that strengthens physical and physical abilities, paralyzes fear, pain, and drives people into battle like monsters.

"Until you use the medicine, until you use your life... what do you want?

Oran's quiet, but angry words echo the cathedral after hitting and changing.

If you take this medicine, at the end of the day, keep taking it or die. Life expectancy will be exceptionally reduced even if you keep drinking. That's how dramatic it is. Even if the medication had been improved, it is unlikely that the side effects would disappear.

To Oran's words, a knight who should have passed out about the first kick raises his sword.

"It's all for a noble purpose!

"It's all in the name of St. Ferris!

As if to echo a man, so do the holy knights around them. That became the great chorus, which left him uncomfortable in Oran's ear, nestled in the center of the knights.

"…… both fanatics.

Oran laughs at herself as she squeaks to throw it away.

"Well, can't I tell you about people, too?

"……… What?

A man of the Holy Knight reacted to Oran's words. Oran waves his sword and shakes off the blood that was on his blade. The blood shaken off the sword stained the floor of the polished cathedral red on the spots.

"As you blindly believe in Henil and God, I believe in my lord.

It doesn't change that there are just so many people who believe in it that you can risk your life. There is no difference between the fanatics and Oran there. But there was something decidedly different between them and Oran.

"But I'm not like you guys. If Hershey goes the wrong way, kill him, but stop him.

That's what the Lord, who gave his allegiance to, wanted. If I'm wrong, kill me. But I want you to stop, that's the best thing he wants from himself.

(In a way, Hershey is the craziest……)

Put a knight on your side to kill yourself. And that's who I dedicate my allegiance to him.

(Yeah, I knew I wasn't any different from those guys either.

Oran lays down his sword as he grins inside. Except that I will not blind myself to them. Because that's what his Lord wanted the most.

"I don't think the henil you believe is right.

A man who was faceless about the words turns into an angry look.

"There's no mistake in that one!

"That's already the mistake. At a time when I'm trying to keep you guys from even questioning each other.

Oran quietly denies the words of the mad man. His Lord was different.

(Hershey is always worried about whether she is wrong or not stepping off.

There's no one in this world who doesn't get lost, and there's no one who doesn't bother. If you are, how blessed or insane is that person?

Hershelik can take a step while suffering as everyone stops. And give the people around you the courage to take a step and reach out to those who will be unable to move on the spot.

"Oran, has Oran ever killed a man?

Before leaving the castle, Hershelik asked Oran that.

The answer is no. Oran himself has never killed anyone, even if he has.

Hearing that, Hershelik looked at Oran with his ready eyes.

"I have no power. That's why I always rely on Oran and Cro.

As a matter of fact, Hershelik is on his feet when it comes to combat, rather than out of combat. But Oran thought that was all right. You just have to get rid of yourself and the butler for every dispute. Because it has the strength to do so.

Hershelik went on to say that to Oran.

"Oran, that's not the end of killing people. Even if the other person is a very bad person, they take that person's life and change the lives of those around them, for better or worse... their lives and hatred from around them will carry everything.

Some newcomers and knights can't stand the weight of it and are sick of heart and discharged from service. Or some people are happy to take their lives and turn them into lunatics.

That's what Oran has been asking my father and my brothers. Oran thinks for a moment that Hershelik thinks he might go crazy, but denies the idea.

Hershelik is sweet. If they thought I was to that extent, they wouldn't have brought me here, and they wouldn't have chosen me as the lead knight in the first place.

After thinking about it, Oran guessed that he was heartbroken about the person who would die, not himself. But when asked not to kill him, Hershelik shook his head further.

"No. I can't tell you not to kill me. You can't forbid Oran or Cro to kill you even though they're serious about killing you. I don't want to say that.

Hershelik stares straight at Oran and continues his words.

"Think of all killing people as my orders. I take all of Oran's responsibilities... arrogant but that's all I can do. That's what I said to Crowe.

So I want both Crowe and Oran to fight as hard as they can. Yes, Hershelik concludes his words.

He declared that he would bear all responsibility and life, and sin, on its luxurious shoulders. If this were someone else, I would have laughed with my nose thinking it was just the tip of my mouth. But my lord is not. His words are heavy as he tries to take sincere and full responsibility for everything.

"At all, my lord is sweet in his subordination.

Do you think that a knight's lineage teaches such sweet things as killing because it is the Lord's command? Killing people has always been taught by my father since he was a young man with his first sword. If you're not prepared to take your life, tell me not to use my sword. One day the day you take a man's life will come as long as you keep holding your sword.

But the LORD, who was too kind besides himself, said that he would bear the burden. He always tries to carry heavy baggage from himself. Yet he laments that he is incompetent. Even though he is never incompetent.

(I became a knight because of my wish, because of my wish to fulfill Hershey's wish.

Look at the Saints approaching with Jiriziri in an attempt to pack the distance.

"Let's get started, let's kill each other.

That was the signal for the beginning of the slaughter in the cathedral.

Oran snaps the knight from behind and flies his neck without turning around. When I refrain from attacking the Saint who tried to poke me with a spear in minimal motion, I slash off my hand with a spear and stab through the chest of another Saint who came towards me with a spear that still had his hand on it while offering a stop with a sword.

He shakes his martial arts relentlessly and endlessly, not moving one eyebrow in the return blood of the Holy Knights.

The holy knights of reinforcements from the outside also joined the battle in a situation where they are pushed to be alone, but Oran mows all his life mercilessly. When he took his life from the last saint, his white uniform, his righteous face and even his sunset colored hair were red and stained with blood, but there was not a drop of his blood.

Later, the Holy Knights, whom this event turned into fanatics, will be described as the act of Tan, the hero of the Dusk Knight, "The Hundred Mad Knights of the Dusk Knight", which was exterminated by only one person.