Chapter 21
Chapter 21
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 21
Chapter Title: My Damn Fate
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‘My damn fate!’
Knight North—no, Liliret—let out a sigh as she snapped the enemies’ necks with her bare hands.
The mission of this Knight North that she was disguised as was solely to protect her master.
That master was the eldest son of Margrave Klauzen, and likely the next Margrave, Sion Klauzen.
He should have been observing the battlefield from the safest spot, but right now, he was right behind the front lines, acting as the on-site commander.
Thanks to that, Liliret was stuck playing dress-up as a ‘middle-aged male’ knight against her fate, swinging her sword to cut down enemies and getting splattered in their blood.
‘Fuuuck!
I wanna fight strong guys instead of these weak-ass punks!’
She was a succubus queen, but at her core, she was still a demon.
A race drawn to the strong over the weak, to the honorable over the cowardly.
It didn’t matter if they were allies or enemies.
If they were strong, she wanted to tear them apart with everything she had; if honorable, she wanted to crush them honorably too.
‘That Kim Yu-hyun guy’s the only one who looks like fun!’
Kim Yu-hyun charged like a mad dog at another group of knights swarming in.
Seeing him look away, Liliret dodged the spear flying at her without hesitation and threw a punch.
At the same time, with a ‘crunch!’, another enemy soldier’s face caved in.
‘But...
Something’s off.
The others don’t matter, but that guy up front feels different?’
Meanwhile, Kim Yu-hyun, facing the newly appeared knights, planned to bisect the one charging at the front and slaughter the rest.
But the moment his eyes met one knight’s, he had to change his mind.
Pffft!
Hiiihihiing!
With a deathly neigh, the horse’s neck half-severed and tumbled over.
Normally, the knight riding it would’ve fallen and suffered a serious injury with broken bones somewhere.
But the opponent landed smoothly on the ground like flowing water.
The knights following ignored them as if by prior agreement and charged straight into the battlefield.
Kim Yu-hyun, who normally wouldn’t let a single enemy through, focused solely on the foe before him, regripping his sword.
‘What the hell!
What’s that bastard doing?’
Thanks to that, Sion was the one whose feet were catching fire.
Kim Yu-hyun was the guy who’d butchered half of Nudia’s knight order that appeared in the novel.
That’s why he’d dragged him along to this battle, but if he couldn’t even block that and let them all through, how was the rear supposed to hold?!
‘Thought he was my carry, but turns out the fucker’s a troll!
Who the hell queues as an X-man and dives like this?!
Son of a bitch!’
His own knights were already exhausted from fighting Nudia’s knights.
Fighting these fresh reinforcements was next to impossible.
As if he didn’t care at all what those knights he’d let pass would do next, Kim Yu-hyun was locked in a staring contest with the one knight in front of him.
‘You fucking prick, what the hell are you—wait, what?
Shit.’
In that instant, Sion had to doubt his own eyes.
According to the original novel’s flow, someone who shouldn’t be here was crossing swords with Kim Yu-hyun!
‘Bullshit, am I hallucinating?
Something wrong with my eyes?’
He rubbed his eyes hard, then harder, then strained them real good.
And regretfully, Sion realized he wasn’t seeing things.
‘...Insane!
Why the hell is Risikida Amshel here!’
Kim Yu-hyun was definitely strong.
The man called the supreme in the martial world.
But due to the author’s scheme—who didn’t like him being an overpowered munchkin from the start in another world—he’d permanently lost a huge chunk of his inner energy upon transferring to this world.
On top of that, he’d suffered a major injury that he couldn’t recover from on his own, until Raido saved him.
Afterward, in the novel’s early parts, Kim Yu-hyun grew stronger by clashing with various powerhouses on the continent.
In the main stage of Hispanya, there were Raido, Sebastian, and others.
And in Nudia Kingdom, which he kept running into...
‘How much has Kim Yu-hyun recovered?
Can he beat Risikida?’
The knights? Kim Yu-hyun could smash them with one hand.
But that knight crossing swords with him was a woman described in the novel’s early parts as on par with him—a genius among geniuses.
If Kim Yu-hyun couldn’t bring out his peak strength yet, Risikida was right at her peak now!
“Young Lord!
No more pushing it!
The enemy knights are targeting our formation’s rear!
At this rate, the main force will be wiped out!”
Sion gritted his teeth.
Kim Yu-hyun’s trolling had screwed things up big time, but he couldn’t entirely blame him—if Risikida had charged straight in, it would’ve been total game over.
‘No choice.
I planned to unleash Liliret when all eyes were on us, but at this rate, we’re done.
Can’t let the Margrave Territory’s soldiers take more losses here!’
Grab!
Liliret made a ‘now?’ face at Sion gripping her hand hard.
The scenario Sion had in mind was the succubus queen stepping in front of the pursuing enemies as the Margrave Territory’s soldiers retreated, drawling lazily, ‘Quiet down. Time to head home, dears.’
A concept like an omnipotent goddess descending.
But with this unexpected turn, he had to hastily revise it.
“Lady Liliret, first the enemy knights...”
“Fire Bolt!”
Huh?
Fire Bolt?
Fuck, who uses such a low-level spell like a firecracker in the middle of a battlefield!
That’s what Sion had been about to curse, three seconds ago.
Before witnessing the firepower of that ‘firecracker’ up close.
KABOOOM!
‘...Huh?
Wait, hold up?
The Fire Bolt I know... its destructive power...’
It was specified in the novel as about the level of tossing a Molotov cocktail.
Not turning an entire area into a napalm inferno like that.
“Uwaaaak!”
“Aaaaak!”
Nudia Kingdom’s soldiers, who’d been pressing to crush the Margrave Territory’s forces with the knights’ arrival, were melting alive in flames.
Sion whipped his head around and realized the spell had come from the command group in the rear.
And in that command group, only one person could cast magic.
‘Lady Lucia!’
Right, he’d forgotten about her.
She’d seemed like just a heroine glued to Kim Yu-hyun’s side, craving affection, but she was a capable one too—her dad was none other than Raido.
What does your dad do? A court mage, sirrah! She could say that proudly!
“Fire Bolt!”
Lucia’s spell, which had gifted them a hellscape, sliced through the air again.
The already panicking Nudia Kingdom soldiers screamed and scattered every which way.
With their formation broken, they were no longer an army—just individuals now.
‘I believe!
I believed in you, damn it!
That’s more like a moonshot coin!’
This way, he didn’t have to call out Liliret in this awkward spot.
And they could win this battle even without Kim Yu-hyun!
That’s what Sion thought three seconds ago.
And the current Sion had to curse his past self.
“Wha-wha...?”
The direction was wrong.
The first spell had landed squarely on Nudia Kingdom’s formation right flank, but this one flying in looked dangerously off.
Yeah, so this wasn’t over Nudia’s heads but heading toward his own side...
‘You fucking bitch!’
He’d overlooked one thing.
Lucia had her father’s talent for boosting magic firepower, but she was pretty inept at controlling the spells themselves—her true talent lay elsewhere!
“Lady Lucia!
Lucia!
Don’t shoot!
Friendlies!
Danger Close!
Broken Arrow!
This is straight-up griefing!”
He yelled at the top of his lungs, but stopping a falling nuke was impossible.
No movie-style self-destruct button here either.
KABOOOM!
For a split second, Sion wondered if he’d open his eyes to a ‘Welcome to Hell, we’ve been expecting you’ banner.
“...Get up!”
Ughhh.
Sion felt like the world was spinning.
His head throbbed, vision went white, and a high-pitched ring pierced his ears.
Just as he thought to lie back down and sleep...
Slap!
“Snap out of it!”
Not a slap—a full volleyball spike to the face.
Thanks to that, sensation vanished from his cheek, and Sion shot up, eyes bulging.
“Wh-what?!”
“Pull yourself together, you idiot!
The Margrave gave the retreat order!”
“Oh, right, then hurry—huh?”
Realizing something was off, Sion frantically reached out and felt the other’s face.
“L-Lady Liliret?”
“Yeah, what!”
“Wh-what about the disguise?”
She was supposed to have Knight North’s face, but what he was seeing and touching now was the succubus queen’s stunningly beautiful face, her plump cheek.
As Sion blinked waiting for an answer, Liliret smacked his back.
“Gahk!
Why hit me?!”
“You dumb fuck!
I thought you were dead!
When that insane spell dropped near you, I dropped the disguise and everything for a defense spell.
What, got a problem?
Want me to just kill you myself?!”
She sounded pissed, but her voice cracked with emotion.
Getting to his feet, Sion finally realized how close to death he’d come.
The area was scorched black; without Liliret’s barrier, he’d have melted without a trace, ground under someone’s boot by now.
“The battle’s in stalemate.
Your humans didn’t die much.
My barrier blocked it perfectly.
A few unlucky from shrapnel, but...”
“Ah, thanks.
Sis.”
“Save the thanks!
Fuck!
What kind of nutjob makes a Fire Bolt drop like a Meteor?!
First time in my life seeing such a ridiculous basic spell!
And she can’t even calculate trajectories?
If you can’t track where your own spell lands, why cast it?!”
“...Yeah.”
So much to say, but he wouldn’t.
Lucia wasn’t the type to excel in magic anyway, and thanks to her, the front that nearly collapsed was now in stalemate with flames between them.
Clang!
Clang!
Meanwhile, Kim Yu-hyun and Risikida were still going at their soul-clashing duel.
Like top-tier pros oblivious to the chaos below—total line explosion or whatever, they didn’t give a damn. Respect.
‘Anyway, mission accomplished.’
They’d pulled off the ambush successfully. Sure, their side took heavy losses too, but Nudia’s was nearly half casualties at a glance—functionally annihilated.
‘Risikida Amshel showing up at this timing bugs me a bit, but she’s an early-game character who’ll vanish on her own soon anyway. No need to worry.’
A here-knight who couldn’t even serve as a power level once before fading like smoke by the author.
Loyal to her country, but repaid with scheming nobles’ unjust, brutal end.
The kind of early character you could snatch without ripple effects.
‘...Perfect case for it.’
Sion smacked his lips.
Risikida would definitely be worth recruiting, but she had zero connection to Sion Klauzen.
Hell, as a noble and knight from an enemy nation, no personal meeting possible.
‘Let it go.’
Supported by Liliret, Sion began retreating.
Wounded and dead littered around, but with the crisis acute, no one dared grab their comrades easily.
Not everyone, though.
“Squad leader!
Please let me go!
I gotta save my buddy!”
“You lunatic!
Snap out of it!
You planning to walk into that fire hell?!
Enemies are right there!
You’ll just die pointlessly!”
“No!
That friend—he’s a pitiful guy.
Lost both parents to war, slaved away just to support his frail little sister!”
“You think I don’t know?!
You think I don’t wanna save my subordinate?!
We can’t both die saving one!
Give it up, damn it!”
“Uwaaa!
Jimmy!
Jimmy!”
One soldier thrashed, trying to charge forward.
The one called squad leader gritted his teeth, holding him back.
Where the subordinate wanted to go was still blazing fiercely—and closer to enemy lines than allies; nearing it meant instant attack.
“Give it up!
Damn it!
You wanna die too?!
What about your family, you bastard?!”
“Sniff!
Jimmy, Jimmy...!
Jimmy Faker!”
Betrayed by surviving alone, guilt and sorrow over abandoning his friend, agony—the soldier wept.
At the same time, thinking of his waiting family, self-loathing hit for not charging into hell.
That’s when it happened.
“H-huh?
H-hey!
Sion!
Where the hell you goingggg?!”
With a woman’s shrill scream.
“Uwaaaaa!”
One man broke into a mad sprint.
His target: the raging flames, with Nudia Kingdom soldiers right nearby.
“Don’t shoot!
Nudia folks!
Fuck, I’m a lab tech!”
Yelling utter nonsense as he ran was Sion Klauzen.