She Retaliated Because Her Entire Family Was Wrongfully Executed. And Thoroughly at That!

"Shall I stab you in the stomach?"

Zalbbail One Party snorts quietly at Ort's words. The look on Zalbbail's one-party face had the sentiment that "this time has finally come”.

"Everyone, then let's do it. First, capture the Emperor, the Empress Altoninus, the Queen Irinu, the Queen Ariulis, the Second Prince Etra and the Third Prince Shkuru. Slow down the rest of the Imperial Castle."

To Ort's words, the Zalbbail party nodded and looked at the Imperial Castle. There is no longer anything between the Imperial Castle side and the Zalbbail Party because the body of the Burling Army was already undead and lowered behind and had joined the siege of the Imperial Castle.

……

Orto quietly closes his eyes when he looks at the Imperial Castle. It is a trick to indulge in power, and the Zalbbeyle One Party quietly awaits Ort's command, which is the dominant.

When Ort's eyes were opened, Ort gave the order succinctly. That concise order was only one word.

"Kill him!!

The Zalbbail One Party rushed out at the same time to Ort's concise and superlative order. Krum, Emilia headed directly to the main entrance, and the ministers parted hands.

One followed Krum, Emilia, and the latter two were routes to kick the soldiers up the walls.

"I can't come!!

"Let go of the arrow Yikes!!

"Hino, no, no!!

A screaming roar rose from the soldiers on the walls. It felt like the time had finally come.

The soldiers unleashed arrows simultaneously. The soldiers who took a break while the Burling Army was being ravaged had succeeded in restoring health. But the screams of the Burling army heard from the outside were hurting the spirit of the soldiers so much.

The ministers who chose to ascend the walls threw at the walls simultaneously as they formed spears with anger. As the thrown spear pierced the wall, the ministers put their hands on the spear and climbed it one after the other.

"Wow!

"Don't let it go up!

The voice of the commanders' orders is also almost indistinguishable from screaming. It was too much of a siege out of common sense to deal with.

And finally...

One of Zalbvail's ministers arrived above the walls.

"There's only one opponent!! And he's a kid!! Do it hey!!

When the commander gave the soldiers an order, the soldiers threw down their bows and pulled out the sword they lay on their hips. The first raised Zalbvail minister was an early teenage boy. The boy niggered at the sight of the soldiers' killer cage.

"Don't judge me by what I see. You scum!!

When the boy said so, he jumped into the soldiers when he formed an axe spear (Hulbert) with a temper. The boy's axe spear (Hulbert) raises his temples and attacks the soldiers.

"Hino!!

"Oh no..."

There was a scream coming from the soldiers' mouths. The boy's axe spear (Hulbert) wielded the soldier away in just one swing. The boy's axe spear (Hulbert) caused the mutilated soldiers to roll.

"Ha ha!! Die hey!!

The boy sifted the axe spear (Hulbert) with joy, and each time the soldiers rolled. While the boy was sifting through a vicious weapon called the Axe Spear (Hulbert), Zalbvail's ministers came up one after the other to the wall.

"What the fuck, Rick? You've already started."

"My brother-in-law's late, so I started."

"Ghaaaaaa!!

"Excuse me. Excuse me."

The first rising boy, called Rick, slaps lightly into the youth's words. The conversation is calm, but the act is atrocious in itself. Because Rick was relentlessly shaking an axe spear (Halbert) down the head of a soldier with both legs broken.

"Wow!

"You, Rick, not if you're playing. Don't forget what the Marquis said."

"Hino, no, help me. YAY!!

There's about seventeen to eight girls embarrassing Rick and the youth. The two of them gave the girl a slightly bad-ass look on her words. It is as if it were a toddler scolded by his mother.

"What, Philks is laid on Ellie's ass"

"Please!! Please don't kill me. Yikes!!

"No, Ellie's a solid one. Filx is just about as good as being laid on his ass."

"Already!! I don't know my uncles!!

"Ha, sorry"

"Ghaaaaaaaa!!

There the Zalbvail minister teases the boys. There is no hostility there but a very calm exchange. But there have been screams from soldiers everywhere, and the ministers of Zalbvail, who have had a gentle interaction, continue to massacre soldiers sifting their weapons.

The girl, named Ellie, was also shaking the gavel relentlessly down from behind the soldier fleeing with her back turned and crushed her head.

The men of Zalbvail were ravaging the soldiers unilaterally. The ministers who ran up from the other side were equally ravaging the soldiers. On the walls of the castle was a mass of hatred called Zalbbeyle scattering death.

Arriving at the main entrance, on the other hand, Emilia grabbed the heads of Linea and Leon, who were abandoned in front of the main entrance and gasping for pain.

"Please help me. No, no!!

"Forgive me already. Yikes!!

Leon and Linnea beg for mercy, but Emilia knocks them at the front gate without being moved at all.

DOGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!

A tremendous roar was emitted, and the bodies of Linea and Leon were scattered. But soon, Linea and Leon's body regenerated when their temper stretched like an amoeber to connect them to each other in pieces.

"Oh, oh..."

"Oh, no..."

The two people who started the activity again were stunned to grasp the situation in which they were placed, but immediately squatted with their heads. I was reminded that I was a complete human being.

"Damn, you couldn't break the front door because you're so light."

"Yes, but if we don't have to use both of them, we can handle it."

"Right. I should have relied on you instead of using scum like this from the beginning."

Emilia sighs at Amis' words.

"Amis, can you please?

Amis smiles delightfully at Emilia's words, knocking against the front gate as she forms a battle hammer with her temper.

Buggy!!

A hole was drilled in the main gate with a blow from Amis' hammer of war. There were soldiers across the main gate when Amis pulled out the hammer.

The expression was the sad expression of those who were prepared to be killed.