The Lord Is Too Overbearing

Ruttenhale Barony, Woster County (80 kilometers from the County Hall).

The place was filled with war cry, the sound of blade clashing against each other, scream of agony, and an ear piercing shriek of the Low Class Demons. The local Knights, stationed Mercenaries, and County Army were fighting the Demons with everything they got.

The total amount of people fighting the 66,000 Demons were only 6,000. However, they fought the Demons with an intensely burning spirit. They didn't care about the pain they were enduring; they didn't care about their lacking power.

What they had in their mind was one: "I have to protect my homeland!" Many died bravely, and they were mostly a Knight. Mages fought from afar, so their risk of getting killed was significantly lower than Knight's.

However, the main reason why most of the Knight had fallen was their sense of camaraderie. No matter who they were, and no matter which party they were in, Knights would be allies in battlefield.

They helped each other when they saw their fellow Knight was in danger. Due to this reason, many of them died in the battle for the sake of saving the other Knight. Unlike Mages who were individualistic, they couldn't just leave behind their fellow Knight.

Furthermore, most of them didn't have the cunningness that every Mages had. Therefore, many of them unfortunately became a sacrifice for Mages to save themselves.

"Front liners step back! Second liners step forward!" At Ansley's shout, the 200 people in the front stepped back, and the 200 people behind them stepped forward. The previously front liners kept stepping back, until they arrived at the backmost line.

Befitting of a Lord to his people, Ansley stayed in the front line, standing side by side with the County Army—his personal army. The strongest of them was only a Yellow Core Knight, and most of them were Orange Core Knights.

It wasn't a very strong army to fight the Demons, but they were the people who fought wholeheartedly without any fear to die.

"Tsk! There are so many of them, they seem endless!" Ansley cursed out loudly. Brandishing his sword widely, six Demons in front of him were helplessly bisected. "[Hellfire]!" A red circle formed on the ground 10 meters away from him, and soon fire was ignited.

Burst!

Countless of Demons were caught up in the fire, and they could do nothing but shriek in pain. Still, despite of having burned tens of Demons in a single Spell, Ansley didn't stop his attack.

Charging to the front, he kept swinging his sword relentlessly at the Demons. As a Battle Mage, his [Reinforcement] was fully utilized, and his skill over his Art was showcased. The County Army looked at their Earl, and they couldn't help getting more pumped up.

"If our Lord can fight that bravely, why we can't do the same?" With that thought, they charged forward. Some of them quickly became a Demon's food, but none of the died in regret.

The other Barons and Viscounts who watched the scene could only shake their head in amazement and envy. They were amazed at Ansley's bravery, and they envied the loyalty of Ansley's County Army.

Even though they had some troops assigned to defend their territory, the amount wasn't as many as Ansley's County Army. Of course, the quality wasn't so much either. Still, all of them served the same Lord—Ansley.

They couldn't envy their Lord, wishing to have his army to defend their territory; the County Army indeed defended their territory whenever they requested for help. That was the point of serving under the higher ranked Noble.

On the other side of the battlefield, a long, grey haired man with a muscular body cursed under his breath. "Darn it! When is the backup from the Kingdom come?!" The man was wildly swinging his big twin axes, while protecting body with his Aura Ability: [Spiritual Armour].

With the magnificent green jade like armor covering most of his body, he looked like an absolute warrior—an outstanding Green Core Knight. Each of his swing produced a blast in the air, and more than one Demons were killed by a mere swing.

The man was Peter Ruttenhale, the Baron whose Barony was currently under attack. He was pissed by the Demons' endless wave, and the Kingdom's late initiative to send a backup to his Barony to help exterminate all of the Demons.

He was really lucky, he had stationed some of the Mercenaries he knew well in his Barony right before the Demons came. Otherwise, the situation would have been worse by now. Still, knowing that didn't quell his irritation in the least bit.

"[Spinning Blades]!" A Technique he liked to use was activated. He held his twin axe sideways, and spun his body. At first, he was spinning slowly. However, the more the time passed, the faster his spinning speed became.

Before long, he became a human tops with blades on his side.

Shriek!

The Low Class Demons who were crowding around him could only shriek in horror, as they were butchered helplessly. Although Peter's face wasn't that visible due to him spinning his body in a high speed, one only needed to hear his laugh to know how he felt.

"Kuhahaha! Die, bastard!"

After a minute passed, Peter stopped spinning. "Blergh. Even though I have coated myself with Qi, I can't beat dizziness, huh?" Flicking his twin axes to clear the blood, he turned his gaze to the northwest, 800 meters away. "Hmmm... Earl Woster looks like he needs help."

He was about to kick the ground, and dashed toward Ansley when something, or rather, someone touched his shoulder. "Hm? What is it—"

Upon turning around, his breath hitched. He could see a tall and extremely attractive woman staring at him with a smile. Although she had horns on her forehead, and pale bluish skin, they just amplified the charm of her appearance.

However, that wasn't the reason why Peter's breath hitched; the aura the woman was exuding was just extremely suffocating. "W-Who are you?!"

"Who am I? I wonder ... Who am I?"

"M-Monster!"

The woman contorted her face in dejection. "How can you call me a Monster? Do you think I am not beautiful enough?" She extended her hand, and caressed Peter's cheek. Peter was petrified; he could only watch it in horror. "Besides, I am more than just a Monster."

"D-D-Demon!" Although he merely said that out of terror, Peter could surprisingly choke the word out.

The woman smiled, and retracted her finger. "Yes, I am a demon!" She said enthusiastically. "My name is Lucilla, the Sixth Great General of Prince Goap." She bowed her head lightly, but graciously.

Of course, even if he could hear it, Peter didn't understand a single thing Lucilla was talking about.

"I am here at the behest of my Prince to exterminate you, humans!" Pointing her finger to Peter, she said, "You will be my first victim, human male." Then, she flicked her finger.

Boom!

"Kuhak!"

Peter's [Spiritual Armor] was broken apart, his chest caved in, and he was helplessly thrown away. Everyone could hear his exceptionally loud voice, and they couldn't help but turning their head at him.

However, what greeted them was the sight of his body slamming into the ground helplessly.

Thud!

His body even skidded for a few meters before stopping under the feet of a Minotaur. A steaming breath came out of its nostrils, when he looked down at Peter.

Snort!

"Kuhuk! Bastard, are you going to eat me, huh?!" Despite so, Peter remained unyielding as ever. He might be scared in front of Lucilla, but he didn't feel the need to be scared of a mere Minotaur. "Come, atta—holy crap, this bastard is serious!"

He wanted to taunt the Minotaur at first, but upon seeing the Minotaur was ready to swing its giant axe at him, he couldn't help cursing. Quickly raising his twin axes that he never let go, he crossed them in front of his face.

Although he didn't really have any power to cleanly block it, he was hoping his sheer tenacity would be able to save him. Three seconds passed, and the waited swing didn't come. Curious, he peeked through his axe.

"What are you doing sleeping there like an imbecile? Get up!"

"Earl Woster!"

Thud!

Only then could Peter hear the lifeless body of the Minotaur fell to the ground.

"Grab my hand." Ansley extended his hand. Peter wordlessly grasped it, and sat himself with a grunt. Ansley could hear the sound of the fractured bones clashing against each other clearly, and he could see the blood was pouring out of the open wound.

Despite so, he didn't flinch or show any indication of being worried. He was used to working with Knights; he knew that kind of injury wasn't enough to kill Peter.

"Lindsey! Heal Peter!" Ansley shouted to the female Knight guarded by six Yellow Core Knights behind him.

"Yes!" She was guarded by another Knights, because she was a non-combat type Knight—a Healer.

"I will secure the vicinity while you are healing him, so make it quick." Lindsey nodded her head sternly, and proceeded to do her job. Putting her palm on top of the sitting Peter's chest, she channeled her Qi to her hand in a unique way.

In the next moment, her palm glowed in a white light, and the wound on Peter's chest slowly stopped bleeding. The process was very similar to Priest's [Recovery], albeit slower.

Ansley turned his head away from the fascinating scene to Lucilla who was staring at him with a smile. He didn't know who was she, but the aura she was exuding was enough to make his feet quiver.

Glancing to his surrounding, he noticed that none of the Demons were there. It was as if they purposefully avoiding the area Lucilla was looking at—the place he was standing. That was enough to evoke a bad feeling, but Ansley didn't back down.

'Clovis, Oswald, Harold, your father may die today, but I don't mind as long as you are safe.' Reinforcing his body to the limit, his blue eyes shone in determination. Infusing his Mana into his Magic Sword, he was ready to charge at Lucilla.

However, at that moment, he heard something that made him completely stop.

HONK!

"Royal Army's Eighth Legion has arrived!"

"Royal Army's Seventh Legion has arrived!"

"Royal Army's Sixth Legion has arrived!"

"Royal Army..."

6 legions of white armoured Knights, and 2 legions of Mages in white robe arrived at the battlefield.

The backup from the Kingdom had arrived.

The Aura they were exuding was overwhelming enough to make most of the Demons step back. With a mere hand gesture from the commander of each legion, the Knights and Mages of each legion began their attack on the Demons.

The temporarily stopped battle, was started once again.