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When the time came, in front of the assembled warriors, Kursius's words announced the beginning.

Solemn voices, and tense air.

In the sharp feeling that his back was stiff until it was painful, Kurxiu, who was in the eyes of the people present, stood straight with his chest straight.

The sword engraved with the Karlsten family crest [The Lion with Fangs Exposed] stood on the ground, and Kursius, who held the tail of the handle, slowly looked around at everyone's faces.

"Four hundred years have passed since the time when the strongest evil in the history of the world, the Witch of Envy, threatened the world. Born by the hand of a witch, the white whale used the world as a hunting ground, regarded humans as prey, and ravaged the weak arrogantly, and thus passed 400 years. ”

In the past, she destroyed half of the world, and is still inherited as a synonym for horror.

and the Misty Monster that is the Servant of the Witch and continues to sing the praises of freedom after losing its master.

Led by the Great Expedition 14 years ago, it caused a large number of victims in various countries and swallowed many monsters with war intent to swallow.

"Countless lives have been lost to beluga whales. Complementing the malignant nature of the fog, the exact number of victims is unknown. Over the course of 400 years, the number of tombstones with inscriptions and those that have not even been able to leave an inscription has grown. ”

After listening to Kursiu's words, some of the veterans looked at the ground and clenched their teeth.

Some of the warriors had their fingers stuck into their clenched fists, dripping blood.

An old swordsman with endless passion, calmly waiting for an opportunity to explode his anger.

Their regrets, the resentment accumulated by the growing number of corpses, turned into a precipitated darkness that began to sweep the air through the hall.

But—

"But those days of powerlessness will come to an end today. ”

“········”

"We're going to be over. Defeat Moby Dick and put an end to many sorrows. Give grief that can't even be grieved a legitimate and reasonable opportunity to shed tears. ”

“·········”

"Put an end to the pathetic beast that has lost its master, but still obeys orders that have not yet ended. ”

The veterans who looked at the ground, the warriors who clenched their fists, the old swordsmen who closed their eyes, all stared at Kursius standing in front of them now.

Bearing the heat of these sights, Kursius stretched out his hand and said in a loud voice:

"The —— place of departure is the street of Ruffas, the Frugel tree!"

"-Oh!!"

The sound of the response overlapped, and the loud sound of stomping on the ground gave the illusion that the ground was shaking.

And in the midst of this shout, the voice was particularly strong and powerful, and the high-pitched Kurshu drew his sword and raised it high to the sky.

"Tonight, with our hands - destroy the beluga whale!!"

Led by Duke Kurtius Karsten, this Moby Dick expedition was launched.

This is the first large-scale battle to eliminate the Moby Dick since the Great Expedition fourteen years ago, and it is expected that a fierce battle will be staged before.

The expedition consisted of a great expedition under the command of Kursius and the Swordmaster family of Wilhelm van Asterrea who served as its captain.

The instigator of this incident is still Clyde, and it feels like he is behind everything, whether it is Firut becoming one of the chosen ones or making a name for herself for Emilia (defeating the Knight of the Guard and drawing with Rheinharut).

The expedition party following Wilhelm was divided into fifteen squads, and the captains of each squad were led by veterans who attended the hall speeches. Each squad consisted of fifteen men, and the total number of raiding parties led by Kursius was about two hundred and twenty.

However, the total combat power does not stop there. At Fulugel Tree, the site of the decisive battle, there should have been a baggage team that had been instructed by Russell to take the lead and was carrying the necessary supplies and forming a formation.

In addition, there is also the orc mercenary group [Iron Fang] lent by Anastasia and led by Ricard. There were a total of thirty people, and in addition to the regimental commander Ricard, there were two deputy regimental commanders at the bottom.

"Lord Clyde?" Rem looked at Clyde on the side with some confusion, although there was a very loud beginning, Clyde did not have the slightest happy expression.

"Rem, perhaps, this time it will not only be the Witch Cult's disciples, but also the Priest of the Great Sin········" Clyde said in a deep voice.

"What?!"

"Pray~ Maybe there is only one priest of great sins········"

Luckily, the expedition didn't have much trouble on the way to its destination.

Arrived five hours before the Beluga whale appeared—the moon had risen into the night sky for the decisive battle.

The raiding party meets the pre-positioned advance unit, and then the weapons and items are counted, and the final confirmation of the operation is carried out. Of course, Clyde also participated in the meeting, and after confirming the battle plan that included their respective missions, they had free time before putting it into practice.

"Madoka······· Are you here?" Clyde murmured in a low voice.

"Almost, brother, where are you?" A small round voice sounded in his ears, and the corners of Clyde's mouth raised slightly.

"Near a big tree, I'll have Apricot summon a huge spear to rush out!

"Whales, I see!"

The decisive moment is approaching, and there is a sense of tension around the tree.

After a shift of meals and sleep, the raiders gathered in the combat area were in excellent condition. Earth Dragons and Laika, who obey the cavalry, are now waiting to give orders to each nose jet.

Hold your breath and calm your mind, and the whole army quietly waits for the moment to come.

The night sky over the streets of Rufas is strong tonight, so the clouds move fast.

Every time the moonlight is obscured by clouds, someone looks up to see if a beluga whale is swimming in the air. Just by looking at this action, you know that vigilance is dominating everyone's hearts.

"There is only one moment left until the appointed time. ”

Calmly whispering, Kursius caught Phyllis nodding lightly beside him out of the corner of his eye.

Phyllis, who has served Kurxiu for many years and is always funny and witty, is now not at ease to talk about him.

It's not that it's swallowed up by the tension.

Phyllis understands her mission to serve as a lifeline in the Raid and is determined to carry it out.

In fact, depending on how active Phyllis is, the number of the final victors in this battle will change.

Kursius believed that his side would win.

But she wasn't narcissistic enough to think that she could wipe out the beluga whale without sacrificing it. However, she was confident that she would be able to reduce the number of sacrifices necessary.

This confidence comes from her trust in her knight Phyllis. Although there are some doubts about whether this should be called self-confidence.

“········”

Frontally, at the head of the raid was Wilhelm, who was wielding a sword.

The old swordsman had six swords at his waist, and he held two of them in both hands, maintaining a posture that could immediately rush forward.

The steady sword qi that entwined the sword ghost had reached the realm of sharpening the skin, and it had only been refined to meet the moment of sorrow.

The pure way of survival of the sword ghost made Kurxiu have to feel that it did not match the occasion.

It turns out that one can keep one's soul pure to such an extent.

I hope that one day, I will be able to reach that field myself. Kurshu thought so.

“···········”

The warriors of the crusade team, who lined up behind Wilhelm and had their own expressions full of consciousness, were also very high.

Following Kursius's orders, they who were waiting for Moby Dick actually had doubts in their hearts.

Even so, they did not disagree and obeyed, respecting the judgment of Kursh. He has the obligation to respond to this trust, and Kurxiu is so strongly conscious.

“············”

The moment is approaching, and the happy battle spirit gradually torments Kurxiu's heart.

Kurshu touched the hilt of the sword to confirm the touch of the lion's family carving. It's a habit I've had since childhood, and it's also a magic that instills consciousness in me.

“········”

You have to win.

Feel Phyllis beside her, and the legacy of the [Lion King] at your fingertips.

That's it, no matter how strong the opponent is, you can fight yourself.

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The first update of the two daily shifts (to be continued.) )