Under the Sword of Dawn, Jason was a kilometer ahead, split in two.

Whether it's a tank, or on the ground.

A slash mark 10 meters deep and a thousand meters long appeared on the battlefield.

And that's not the end.

The kilometer-long Sword of Dawn did not disappear after it was slashed out, it was still 'held' by Jason in his hand.

Jason's feet are buckled inward, and his waist is straight and externally rotated.

Then, slam it away.

Suddenly, the sword of the dawn in his hand drew a perfect 'circle'.

The chariots on the battlefield stood still for a moment in this 'circle'.

And then—

The turret section of all vehicles slipped silently.

Unlike Jason's Sword of Dawn, the Sword of Dawn at this moment has already reached an unbelievable level in terms of length and sharpness.

No object can withstand such a sword.

Any being would be terrified in the face of this sword.

Laughter!

Hearty laughter appeared on the battlefield.

It should have sounded from where Jason was standing.

However, the voice is not Jason.

Be older.

The laughter lasted for a few seconds, and finally only one word of thanks remained—

"Thank you."

The voice rang in Jason's ears.

Then, disappear.

Jason gradually woke up in a trance, but the exhaustion that came like a tide made him fall directly to the ground.

Thump.

Whew.

The loud cry became the only voice on this silent battlefield.

In the distance, Edward, Bancy Jr., and Griffin have only come to their senses now.

The three of them unconsciously came together, and then, walking towards here.

"Am I dreaming?"

Griffin muttered to himself, and raised his hand to pinch little Bancy.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

"What are you doing?"

Little Bancy glared at Griffin.

"I don't think I'm dreaming, but, but that's ...... Sword? ”

Griffin nodded, the look on his face becoming more and more confused.

It's not just Griffin who is puzzled.

Edward and Bancy Jr. were equally confused.

The thousand-meter-long sword has long exceeded their imagination.

In fact, Jason's sword slashing ten meters before was enough to surprise them.

And the kilometer at the moment?

I really can't even think about it.

However, one thing can be confirmed.

They won!

And......

All survived!

After the shock, the joy of the rest of their lives began to appear, and the three of them left the scene just behind them, rushed to Jason together, and lifted the sleeping Jason and threw him straight into the air.

"Win!"

"We won!"

The three shouted.

Jason, who was thrown into the air, woke up in an instant.

But when he heard the voices of Edward, Bancy Jr., and Griffin, he closed his eyes again.

He's so tired.

It's like an all-nighter for a month.

Now, he just wants to sleep for a while.

As for the rest?

Wait until he wakes up.

……

Click, click.

The friction and impact of the scabbard against the armor kept sounding, Jason frowned slightly, and then opened his eyes.

Strange ceilings.

But the body was in pain.

Looking down, he saw himself wrapped in gauze.

Not just the torso, but also the arms.

What happened?

Just as Jason was thinking, a friendly voice rang out.

"Lucky, tough boy."

"I knew you'd be fine."

A tall man walked in.

The face was unfamiliar, but the moment he saw the other party, Jason's words blurted out.

"Captain, what about the others?"

As he spoke, Jason struggled to sit up.

Jason frowned.

He didn't want to speak, let alone move.

The body moves involuntarily.

Seem......

This is not his body?

A hint of realization rose in his heart, and the perspective in front of Jason's eyes also changed from the first perspective to the third perspective.

He saw the young man lying on the bed from the side.

Although he was scarred, wrapped in gauze, and much younger, from between his eyebrows, Jason could still confirm that this was the self-proclaimed 'Last Knight of Dawn' Gong Lansen.

Gonransen in his youth!

Under Jason's watchful eye, the young Gonransen looked at his captain expectantly.

"I'm sorry."

The captain shook his head gloomily.

Young Gong Lansen's eyes suddenly became blank, and he lay down on the hospital bed again.

The tall captain covered the young Gonransen with a futon.

The captain didn't say anything more.

Just touching the young Gonransen's head, he was about to get up and leave.

But at this time, Gong Lansen, who was lying down, struggled to sit up again.

"Captain, I'm going back to the battlefield."

Gong Lansen said.

"Lie down."

"The Church of Dawn has not fallen to the point of sending a wounded man into battle."

With that, the captain walked out of the room.

Jason's perspective rests on Gonransen.

And then—

Clang! Clang! Clang!

A loud alarm bell sounded, and the door to the room was pushed open at once.

Two nuns ran in.

"Enemy attack!"

"Gong Lansen, we'll take you away."

With such words, the two nuns couldn't help but support Gong Lansen, which was very difficult, especially when Gong Lansen refused to cooperate.

He pushed the two nuns away, picked up the sword standing at the head of the bed, and stumbled out.

Outside, a team of knights was ready to go.

The captain was at the front.

"Captain, count me in."

Gong Lansen shouted.

"Okay."

The tall captain nodded in agreement, but in the next moment, he raised his hand and stunned Gong Lansen.

Gonransen fainted, but Jason's perspective was still there.

He watched as Gonransen was carried into the carriage by the two nuns, and he saw the tall captain and the knights watching the carriages depart.

Then he saw the tall captain leading the knights out of the town.

Outside the city, a musket echelon composed of tens of thousands of people, one by one, was aimed at this place.

But the tall captain had no fear.

He stared ahead, slowly put on his helmet, and then raised the battle flag in his hand.

"Dawn!"

He shouted.

"Spirited and indestructible!"

The knights echoed in unison.

Then, the raised battle flag began to move.

All the knights, following the golden battle flag.

Flags are held high, and war horses are galloping.

Charge!

Charge!

Charge!

Even in the face of death, they never flinched.

This is the oath they take when they become knights.

And they kept their oath from beginning to end.

Because, they are...... Knight.

Bang bang bang!

Boom Boom!

Musket salvo.

Artillery volleys.

The projectile easily pierced through the heavy plate armor.

The shells fell, and the men and horses were crushing.

Five hundred people face tens of thousands.

It's self-defeating.

Not to mention the gunpowder weapons that the latter was equipped with.

After three volleys, the team of five hundred men was exhausted.

Only the captain who held the battle flag high continued to charge, and a faint white light appeared on his body, allowing him to resist the muskets and artillery projectiles.

However, this defense is getting weaker and weaker.

Eventually, after a cannonball landed on the side, the white light disintegrated and disappeared without a trace.

Sigh the law.

The war horse roared, and fell to the ground with its master and the battle flag held high, and blood was everywhere.

The unscathed team of 10,000 people began to move forward step by step.

But the next moment, their footsteps were in unison.

The fallen banner stood up again.

The blood-stained golden battle flag had an extra touch of crimson, but it looked more brilliant.

The captain took the battle flag, drew his sword, and charged again.

This time, he rushed into the ranks of 10,000 people.

Longsword wielding.

The battle flag is like a spear.

Fighting!

Without any tricks or blocks, it's just the simplest stabs and stabs.

The more blood is shed, the more it is shed.

The captain's movements were getting slower and slower.

There were more and more enemies surrounding him.

Bright bayonet, while moving forward.

Poof, poof!

The captain, who was stabbed several times, lost the strength to fight in the last battle.

He planted the battle flag with all his might, and looked back at the town.

There are still a small half of the people who have not withdrawn!

He...... Dereliction of duty.

With regret, the captain stood there with both hands on the battle flag, without breath.

And that's not the only one.

Hundreds of Dawn Knights are doing it.

They fulfilled the oath they took when they became knights.

Loyal.

Fair.

And...... Sacrifice.

It's just their sacrifice, is it worth it?

Gong Lansen, who had recovered from his injuries, looked at the barracks where many friends and companions were missing, and looked at the truckloads of gold, silver and jewels that had been transported back, and he was confused.

Obviously, I was able to bring back more people.

Why did you bring back these useless things?

"This is an opportunity for Dawn to rise again."

The Pope told him so.

Inform him of the only remaining Knight of the Dawn.

"There is no one left, how can 'Dawn' rise?"

He asked.

"We still have ...... Pruth! ”

The Pope replied.

He didn't know what Prus was at the time.

After that, I didn't know for quite a long time.

Because, the pope and several bishops disappeared.

With all the wealth that was bought with blood, everything is gone.

In an instant, the Church of Dawn collapsed.

And he, the last of the Knight of the Dawn, could do nothing.

What reason does he have, what position does he have to persuade those who are leaving?

He couldn't even convince himself.

He watched an era fall.

He watched the rise of an era.

He's just an obscure worm.

He was like a lonely soul, wandering all over the land.

Then, when he returned to his former homeland, his hair was already gray, and he looked at the place he had once known, at the sign of the brand new 'St. Paul's School', and he applied to join.

And not just because of an acquaintance of his.

is also because this is the place he chose to bury his bones.

Born in Si, died in Si.

Day after day.

Gong Lansen is here waiting to die.

Until one day, suddenly someone visited.

Jason heard footsteps and his eyes widened to see who the man was.

He could feel that this person was crucial.

However, he woke up.

The smell of the tip of his nose woke him up.

The clear dream in his mind, and the person who came without an answer, made Jason feel a little annoyed.

But soon, the hunger in his stomach prompted him to get up and walk downstairs.

This is his residence in Sindeok City.

Of course, he knows the way.

In the hall downstairs, Edward, Bancy Jr., and Griffin were all there.

The three of them slumped on the couch, waiting for dinner.

And the female pastry chef, Hannibal, is busy in the kitchen.

"You've been sleeping for a day."

"If you don't wake up, we'll have to call a doctor."

"How did you sleep?"

Edward asked with a smile.

"Not bad."

"It's just a dream that I don't know if it's true or not."

Jason replied, and then he looked in the direction of the kitchen.

"Jason, you still have to wait."

The female pastry chef who had been following Jason since he walked down said immediately.

And this made Hannibal frown.

That's what he originally said.

was preempted by the female pastry chef.

"Gizchel, please note that you are in the kitchen at the moment, if you are distracted, please go out and I will cook dinner for Jason."

Hannibal said coldly.

"I'll take notice."

The female pastry chef obviously felt the hostility that Hannibal exuded at this moment, but she did not refute it, but stirred the porridge in the casserole in front of her more and more seriously.

The smell of meat mixed with the smell of rice made Jason swallow.

However, he habitually told himself to exercise restraint.

Restraint alone is far less good than distraction, and Jason, who knew this, looked at Edward again.

"Is it all over?"

Jason asked.

He didn't know what happened after he fell asleep.

Edward's advice is required.

"Of course!"

"Jason, you single-handedly wiped out the chariot regiment, one of the most elite units of the 'Silver Federation', and those high-ranking members of the military department were probably so frightened that they urinated on their butts, and they called Edward an hour later, saying that it was a personal act and had nothing to do with the 'Silver Federation'."

"Also, you should receive a commendation soon."

"At least the rank of brigadier general!"

Griffin answered first.

Griffin, whose eyebrows were fluttering, imitated the expressions that might appear in the military high-ups, making little Bancy laugh on the side.

In the midst of such laughter, Jason breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, a line of text appeared in front of me -

[Save Xinde City!] 】

[City recognition +500%!] 】

[1000% recognition of existing cities!] 】

……

Looking at the 1000% city recognition, Jason couldn't help frowning.

It's already 1000% recognized, but the main quest is still not realistically completed.

Do you have to spend the full 60 days?

Jason guessed, his eyes looking at his own satiety.

【Satiety: 3】

【Excitement of Food: 0】

……

A surprisingly low number.

Although he had died several times before, it was not low enough to do so.

You know, he started out with 51 points of fullness!

What's more, what about the excitement of eating?

He should still have 1 bit of food excitement!

Immediately, Jason flipped through the recording panel.

Soon, he found the answer.

[In case of special excitation, the judgment is ......]

[Judgment Success!] 】

[Special consumption satiety 25 points, food excitement 1 point!] 】

[The Sword of Dawn has been temporarily strengthened!] 】

[Temporary enhancement ended, judgment ......]

[Judgment Success!] 】

[The Sword of Dawn has been strengthened to a certain extent!] 】

……

Looking at the information in front of him, Jason immediately looked at [Prus. Griffon's Forge Special Option: Sword of Dawn.

[Sword of Dawn: A treasure in the shadows of history, you not only excavated it again, but also got a chance to experience it by accident, and after you remembered that experience, it became stronger; When at dawn, you can charge for 3 seconds to create a 15-meter-long Sword of Dawn and perform a chariot-level slash that will drain your stamina.

……

"The Sword of Dawn has actually been promoted?"

Jason's furrowed brow instantly loosened.

Spending 25 points of satiety and 1 point of food excitement to obtain a chariot-level secret art, even with a slight limit, in his opinion, it is earned.

Suddenly, Jason swept away the gloom.

He smiled.

"What's wrong?"

Edward, who had been looking at Jason, couldn't help but ask.

Edward didn't think Jason was a guy who would be happy because he was a jungadier.

Jason didn't answer Edward's words.

Because, by this time, Hannibal had already come over with a plate of pies.

The golden skin is extremely crispy when you look at it.

Moreover, it is very thin, almost transparent!

You can clearly see the minced meat and shrimp inside.

Jason's eyes were firmly locked on this pie, and Edward, who saw this scene, couldn't help but smile.

He thinks he's got the answer: Jason is happy for the food in front of him.

Naturally, Jason didn't explain, because he couldn't wait for a long time, and as soon as he raised his hand, he grabbed the pie that Hannibal had just brought and stuffed it straight into his mouth.

After not eating for a long time, Jason was already hungry.

Naturally, it also makes the food more and more delicious.

In particular, the food cooked by Hannibal, a master chef, made Jason's eyes narrow.

Couldn't help but let out a heartfelt admiration.

"It's delicious!"

Hannibal, who was watching Jason, heard such admiration.

The smiling psychiatrist suddenly shuddered.

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Come to think of it!