Hackso's words hit the pain point of Duke Adal.

He thrust the tail of the Iron Scepter into Haxop's scarred mouth again, stirring.

The noble Duke even looked down on the people of Nilfgaard who were not born in the city of the Golden Tower, and the self-proclaimed family was overshadowed by a group of maggot-like refugees with a force strong enough to run amok outside of large-scale battles.

Although it was not a loss of actual strength at all, this incident would undoubtedly become a joke among the nobles for a while.

His shame too!

"Look at your fearless appearance, it seems that my target is not in your team, you sent the witcher and the little girl away a long time ago, right?"

Adar suddenly lost interest in asking Haxel again.

"That's a great sentiment, Yankee. But don't worry, you won't be able to help them for long, because the power I can mobilize is far beyond your imagination, the frog at the bottom of the well! ”

"I—I'll see."

Haxor's mouth was bloody, but he still laughed.

"Yes, but you can't see it."

Adar waved his hand to the infantry behind him: "Like I just said, roast him alive for me." ”

Suddenly, just outside the crater's fire, something like a black speck flew in from a distance.

Although this crater is not large, it has an approximate circle of one kilometer in diameter.

But the black dot that flew high from the gap was about to smash directly into the innermost position!

Duckley, who was directing the sergeants to cooperate with the Warlock's spell to suppress the fire, first noticed this unusual black spot in the sky full of fire and soot.

His neck followed the trajectory of the black dot and finally landed where the Duke was.

Suddenly, there was an explosion of "bang"!

A cloud of reflective metal debris floated out, and it was clear that the cloud was still more than ten meters away from the spellcaster, but the warlock who was gathering the dark clouds seemed to suddenly have acute gastritis.

The blood vessels in the head were thick and red, and then there was uncontrollable vomiting and convulsions.

The spell also simply failed with the warlock's abnormal state, and the dark clouds that were originally very soothing overhead were quickly dissipating.

Golden Bomb!

Duckley immediately realized what it was, thanks to his in-depth research into his goals after receiving the emperor's appointment.

And then, Duckley reacted from behind the alchemy bomb to see who would use it.

"Witcher!" He woke up from a dream and shouted at the Duke, "This is the Witcher's Golden Bomb!" ”

This word is even more deafening than that bomb!

Duke Adar turned his head sharply, and Hackso, who was already half-conscious, raised his head in convulsions.

The corners of the duke's mouth opened in astonishment, then widened widely.

Ah, the witcher. The Witcher!

Although this word was only a mission goal for him before today, a gift to curry favor with the emperor.

But after a series of humiliating maneuvers by Haxor, the word had begun to take on a different meaning in the mind of Duke Adar.

"Hahaha!"

A low, beastly snoring laugh erupted from Adar's throat.

"You found the door yourself, didn't you!?"

Adar looked at Haxel with cruel and trembling eyes.

What do you think you can get in exchange for your sacrifice?

Do you think what you're doing makes sense?

As a result, the Great Sun Wheel is still protecting me!

That idiot didn't even run! How dare that fool not run!

Adar took three steps and two steps, stepped forward and pulled Haxsol up by the head, looked into his misty eyes and shouted.

"The Witcher!!

"All the army assembled! That's the goal! Get Pitaraa back and don't worry about the bullshit wildfire! When he recovers, I'll let him drain myself and clear a way for us! Now."

"All the troops press!"

He shouted, "Look, Haxel of Sintra, see how I reach my goal!" Catch the witcher first, then the little girl! ”

After that, all the Nilfgaard soldiers obeyed the duke's orders.

Under the coordination of Duckley, most of the soldiers in charge of extinguishing the fire put down their work and took up arms again.

Within the crater col, which is nearly a kilometer in circumference, thousands of soldiers began to guard the surrounding area.

They had heard of the Witcher's excellent single-player prowess, but the longer they lived in the military, the more they became convinced of the military's violence.

There is nothing more violent than a formed army.

The army is the most outstanding creation of mankind on the road to destruction.

It wasn't until in the ruins of the burning mead and the wreckage of the carriage that a huge figure crossed the flames of the ruins and entered the col surrounded by wildfire.

Wildfires are spreading downward, and the ground where humans can stand is shrinking rapidly.

Gray smoke is rising in the sky, and temperatures are climbing from midwinter.

"Look here, Witcher!"

On the collar of Adar's armor, a pin was glowing, amplifying and distancing his voice.

He stood on a high platform that was erected by the frames of the ranks and shouted at Lane.

"Hero!" He shouted like an aria on the stage of a play, fierce and excited.

Haxel and Stuart were each kneeling in front of him by two soldiers, and he stood behind Haxel with a steel scepter.

"Another hero! It's really strange that there are still heroes among the wild people in the north! What are you doing back? What do you think you can do? Save him? Save his son? Or save more people? ”

Adar looked at the witcher, he didn't know if the modified vision in the legend of the witcher could see his own eyes, but he still looked at the witcher in the distance.

"Want to save someone? Then you'll have to get by! ”

Lan's face was grim, and his chest was heaving with his breath.

Great anger and sadness welled up in his heart the moment he saw Haxel and Stewart.

But his anger was still suppressed in his shell

Suddenly, "Poof! ”

That huge body almost turned into an afterimage in an instant!

Towards the dense formation of Nilfgaards!

But unexpectedly, the formation of the legion did not seem to want to stop him. So much so that Lanen, who was like a speeding truck, didn't even hit anyone.

"Reckless." Dakley, who was standing under the platform of the Adar car, sneered, and then commanded the people around him.

"When he's in the middle of the formation, we'll do what we planned earlier."

"No problem." Joanna, the psychionist, passes on the commander's orders to others scattered across the battlefield.

(End of chapter)