Survival Story of a Sword King in a Fantasy World

Fieldrocks Great Battle (2)

The horn sounded to signal the beginning of the battle.

Knights wearing heavy armor ran in unison. The heavy Golem Steeds’ hooves struck the ground.

The earth shook, and shouts echoed.

“For Kaldris!”

“Goddess, protect the Queen of the Rune!”

Thousands of soldiers followed.

Arrows and magic spells covered the blue sky of the late autumn.

“Punish the foolish with justice!”

The life-or-death battle of Allendia-Church Holy Punisher, Kaldris-Mado Kingdom Union, and Latna was composed of the most powerful forces on the vast continent.

It was the beginning of the Fieldrocks Great Battle.

* * *

“Magic Unit, fire!”

At the commander’s order, the wizards of the Rune raised their staffs.

Dozens of fireballs pounded against the walls of Fort Fieldrocks at once.

Boom!

There were hooks and ladders all over the walls and magic stairs stacked together.

The Kaldris army clung to the walls like a flock of ants.

“Take control of the Wall!”

“The Queen of Rune promised!”

“She’ll drop a thousand gold coins on the soldiers who manage to climb the walls!”

It was the glittering gold that worked better than burning patriotism and iron loyalty.

The Kaldris and the Mado Kingdoms were two of the Three Continental Powers, and the countryside would’ve ignored it, regardless of whether it was an overissue of blank checks. If they said they would give money, they would give money.

Soldiers blinded by worldly desires had their eyes lit up as they clung to the walls.

“Ahhhhhhh!”

The Allendia Army also fought fiercely.

It was thanks to the loud cry of Han-bin’s party.

“Don’t back off!”

“Your Fairy King Sormel promised!”

“Those who endure the longest will be given a thousand gold coins!”

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, money for a tooth.

Of course, if Sormel had heard that, he would’ve wondered, ‘When did I make that promise?’

“What do you say? Don’t tell me you’ll give it to me if I ask you?”

It was Han-bin’s party who showed off with other people’s money.

Thanks to that, the morale of the Allendia Army was no less than the enemies.

They swung their swords and spears to death and continued to use Aura, force, and Mana.

“Ah, you leeches!”

“Dirty clingy!”

“Please go away!”

Fireballs continued to pour over the chaotic battles of the two factions.

‘I’ll have to deal with that first.’

Artis picked up the Fire Dragon King’s staff.

“Hellfire Tempest, bring forth lava and flames!”

A storm of flames swept through dozens of fireballs, and a series of shock waves exploded over the walls due to the clash of magic spells.

Boom!

Although it was the standard to invalidate magical properties, setting a counterattack with a bigger fire wasn’t a bad tactic.

‘I can’t even use other magic other than flame-type magic anyway.’

Thus, Artis continued to defend against the bombing with his best-known attribute.

In the gap, Ryu Han-bin brought his hand to his belt.

Wondering, Artis asked.

“Huh? You’re already using that?”

“I can only use it once a day anyway. It’s better to use it now.”

Judging from the way he spoke, it seemed to be what Leon Hart had told him to do, not what he thought.

After a while, the brilliant Magic Arrow soared like a tower.

It was a feat that made those who saw it lose morale naturally.

“Argh!”

“Is he doing that again?”

Staring over the wall, he flicked his finger once.

“Number one, fire!”

A magnificent tower of light tore through the air.

The target was a magic unit at the enemy’s rear, which was launching fireballs at them.

The wizards who saw the flying Magic Arrow unique to the Sword King burst into tears.

“I can’t stop that!”

“Everyone, evacuate! Evacuate!”

Boom!

An explosion occurred.

A crater was made, and debris from the ground was scattered all over.

“That power is ignorant.”

Artis, who was watching the scene, spoke, clicking his tongue.

“But it’s a little vague for interpersonal use.”

The enemy’s damage wasn’t as great as it seemed.

Rune’s magic unit averaged level 60 or higher, and everyone quickly avoided the offensive. Only those who responded late were injured.

Ryu Han-bin’s Magic Arrow was powerful.

But the trajectory was so predictable and slow.

It was useful when destroying fixed objects such as walls, and it was inappropriate for mobile targets.

Even during the siege, it wasn’t able to finish many of the soldiers on the wall. Even before Magic Arrow fell, everyone had jumped away and run to a safe distance.

Regardless, he didn’t mind.

“I like it because I don’t get any experience.”

The purpose of using the Magic Arrow wasn’t to kill, even though he knew it could do that.

“There’s an appeal for an attack, and they can’t bring the wizards together.”

The scattered magic units had been displaced all over the battlefield. It was to avoid the risk of being killed in one shot.

In other words, it was hard to come together and create a flame network.

The density of the magic bombing had been greatly reduced.

“Here it goes again!”

Excited, Ryu Han-bin prepared another Magic Arrow.

Even if it wasn’t much against anything but castles, he still had a target.

The positions and forward-defensive woodblocks the enemy sweated to set up all night.

“Number two, fire!”

Hundreds of barracks were caught up in the explosions in unison, turning them to sunders.

Soldiers who were supposed to sleep there that night would be quite teary.

“Number three, fire!”

The temporary defensive woodblocks located throughout the field were also swept away.

Shelters in the middle of those wires were essential to restore strength during the siege. They had no choice but to pull back some of the troops and rebuild the wooden barricade.

Looking at the reactions of the enemies, Han-bin burst into delight.

“It’s working well!”

Artis, who watched from the side, only clicked his tongue.

“You’re enjoying this…”

“To be honest, it’s fun to do something else after just beating everyone up.”

Suddenly curious, Artis asked.

“You have no plans with the Magic Swordsmanship? You can make a scroll for that, you know.”

“I didn’t have time to learn that. I’m so slow, after all.”

As he learned it over time, magic spells and spiritual arts alone were overwhelming already.

“And, well, I didn’t need much.”

Low-level Magic Swordsmanship was virtually not that different from Aura skills.

He could do it all with the Aura anyway, so why couldn’t he do it with Magic Swordsmanship?

“I’d love to master the Magic Swordsmanship technique of flying into the sky, but the level requirement for that is too high.”

“Well, there’s no need to waste time with Effir.”

“Anyway, that’s it.”

Han-bin released the effect of the belt, converting his Mana back into the Aura.

“I can’t waste too much energy.”

The massive giant jumped down the wall as lightly as a feather.

Below was a group of knights already waiting for him.

Standing in front of them, he pulled out Gigant and released the magnificent Blade Aura.

“Let’s go!”

The knights who saw the blazing flames burst into cheers.

“Sword King!”

“Sword King, Felard!”

Seeing the reaction, Ryu Han-bin smiled bitterly.

‘Now I’m used to this whole ordeal. In the past, I was embarrassed because it felt like a professional wrestler was entering…’

Leading the excited warriors, Han-bin took a step forward.

Following in his footsteps, the knights shouted.

“Open the gates!”

“The Sword King has come!”

* * *

The huge barbaric swordsman crossed the battlefield.

His hideous eyes glowed through his messy hair.

He swung and thrust his huge sword while strengthening his explosive muscles.

“Ahhhh!”

Han-bin constantly blew through the enemy’s lines with reddened gusts.

The screams echoed through every wind that breezed past them.

“Argh!”

“Help me!”

Thanks to Han-bin’s formidable abilities, the Knights of Allendia continued to subdue the southern walls.

The Kaldris army couldn’t just watch the situation.

At that rate, the camp of their ally would be destroyed. That would prevent them from taking down the fort’s walls.

The 8th Corps Commander, J.K., shouted to the flag bearer.

“Raise the signal flag!”

A short time later, a group of 20 people from the main camp began to rush fiercely, all mounted in Golem Steeds.

In preparation for that incident, they had put the Aliens of Akhtarun on standby, the secret forces that saved their stamina without being sent out.

“They’re coming forward as expected.”

Ryu Han-bin quickly checked their level with the Guideline.

‘Five level 100s and fifteen level 80s and 90s?’

It would be a pretty dangerous situation if he were still his past self.

Fighting with six Aliens in their 100s was already overwhelming back then.

But now?

In practice, there were more important elements than martial skills or combat skills.

Those were the familiarity and agility.

If he had to fight 20 Demon Dogs at that level, he was confident of being able to fight skillfully.

At that moment, he could finally beat humans like Demon Dogs!

‘Oh, the Dog-Beating Swordsmanship best. Except for the name.’

Surrounding Ryu Han-bin, the Aliens began to show a murderous spirit.

But unlike him, their expressions weren’t so bright.

“Damn it.”

“I am so unfortunate.”

“Why do we have to fight a monster like that?”

“What can I do? We die if we fight. We die if we don’t fight.”

They knew that the odds were slim even if they numbered in the 20s.

Ryu Han-bin strengthened his grip over Gigant and charged onward.

“I’ll beat you like a dog!”

* * *

An Alien swordsman rushed head-on while covered in Blade Aura.

Simultaneously he cast a skill!

-Heavenly Heat Wave Attack!

The name might have been given freely by the devil, but the movement and power were beyond reproach.

Five devastating waves were aimed at Ryu Han-bin.

“Hmph!”

With a snort, Han-bin took a step forward. He then wielded Gigant in reverse and lifted it with the handle.

Thud!

At that moment, the Aura was wrapped around the handle and bounced the enemy’s blade Aura.

At the same time, he kicked deep into his abdomen!

“Gosh!”

Due to the force, the opponent threw up blood and fell out.

‘Level 80 is easy.’

Two Aliens approached their fallen colleague and performed magic.

“Darn it, Matthew!”

“As expected, he’s a monster!”

They were both over level 100. They wouldn’t back down against a simple kick.

Hence, Ryu Han-bin boldly stepped forward.

“Huh!”

He interfered with their timing as soon as he moved on. After cleverly disrupting bot flanks of the attack according to the trick of Dog-Beating Swordsmanship…

-Crosscut!

In an instant, their thighs were cut off. Four legs dropped onto the ground, missing their bodies.

There was no blood. As soon as Han-bin cut them, he burned the wound with the Aura.

They didn’t bleed to death, but they continued to groan.

“Argh!”

“Uhhhhhh!”

Han-bin murmured inside as he passed by the muttering Aliens.

‘I don’t mean to kill you, but I don’t mean not to cut you either!’

If the enemy’s level was low, it wasn’t easy to beat them without killing them, even if they were at level 100.

Even if that was possible, broken bone fragments often got embedded in the muscles, and in that case, it wasn’t easy to heal even with the spiritual arts of Latna.

Rather, it was better to cut the limbs in one shot.

‘You’re not going to die. Not going to die.’

Of course, they would be a lot of pain, but he didn’t have to take care of them.

It didn’t mean that he was compassionate. He simply didn’t want to kill them because that would mean handing over Latna’s resources to Omphalos.

Ryu Han-bin continued to dig into his enemies and blew away their attacks.

“Taa! Huh! Taa!”

Every time he swung his sword, the limbs of the Aliens fell apart.

The severed appendages carbonized and released an acrid smell.

“Argh!”

“Argh!”

Indeed, even the horrendous, murder-addicted Aliens were horrified.

“You… you cruel bastard!”

“No matter how barbaric Valtaras are…”

“I didn’t know you were that cruel!”

“You said you would only beat us down like a dog. Why are you slaying us?”

Still, Han-bin was honorable.

He had no sins on his conscience.

“Hang in there. I am all trying to save your lives.”

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