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A Cadet Becomes a Prophet?! Chapter 186

Chapter 186

The‍ monsters advanced in‌ waves. Among them‌⁠‍ were mixed demon​ creatures.

There⁠​⁠ were easily hundreds.‍‌

A single village, even‌​ a medium-sized city,⁠ could be razed‌‌ in a matter‍ of minutes by‍⁠ such a force.​‍​

But‌⁠ their enemy was⁠‌ the Order of‌⁠‌ the Black Whale,​ the most powerful‍‍⁠ knight squadron in‌ Alprosen, assisted by‍‍⁠ the kingdom’s elite⁠⁠ and mages.

The‍⁠ spells were the‍‍ first to fall.​‌⁠

Although⁠‍ the corrupts’ magic‍ circle continued interfering‍‍‍ with the flow⁠‍ of mana and‍​‌ reduced its power,⁠ the mages present⁠‌​ were the best⁠ in the kingdom.⁠

Lightning,‌ flames, wind, storms,⁠​ and the earth⁠ itself fell upon‌‍ the first wave​ of monsters.

Even⁠ so, in the‍​ midst of torn‌ flesh, broken bones,⁠ and scorched skin,‌‍ the beasts screamed‌‍ and continued their‌‍⁠ charge.

As​⁠ if that were‌ the sole reason‍​ for their existence.⁠​

But‍‌⁠ crossing that ordeal​⁠​ brought them neither‌⁠ light nor blessing.​⁠‍

What‌ awaited them were⁠⁠ knights with terrifying​‌ auras and blades⁠​‍ sharp enough to‌​​ split the world‍‌‌ in two.

The‍​‌ heads of those⁠‌‌ at the front‍ flew off their‌‌​ bodies. Those behind​‍ stumbled over the‌⁠​ fallen corpses and‍⁠ ran into the‌ shield wall of⁠​⁠ the soldiers.

At‌ that moment, spears‌‌‌ and swords surged⁠‌ forward again.

The‌ flow was so‌​ natural it seemed​ like a magical‌‍ contraption designed to⁠ massacre monsters.

“No⁠‍ wonder. Now I understand why the‌⁠‌ Order of the‌​‍ Black Whale is​‌⁠ called the strongest‍‍ in Alprosen.”

Luina‍‌ was impressed. It​​​ wasn’t just individual‍​ strength, but the‍ perfection of their⁠​ formation.

So‌​⁠ organic, so fluid,​​‍ that anyone could‌⁠‌ imagine the amount​ of blood and⁠⁠ sweat spilled to⁠ reach that mastery.​

“And‌‍ how do they⁠⁠​ compare to the‍‌‌ Order of the‍ White Lion?”

“Of‍ course, the Order‌⁠ of the White‌ Lion is superior.”​

She⁠‍​ responded without the⁠‌ slightest hesitation.

“The⁠‍ Order of the⁠‍ White Lion is⁠​ not only the‌ first of the‍‍ entire continent but‍​⁠ of the world.‌⁠ There’s no possible​⁠ comparison.”

Fernan​⁠‍ smiled, seeing how‍ straightforward she always‌‌‌ was when it‍ came to knightly‌​ orders.

“You‍‍ two seem quite​⁠ calm. When those‌‌‌ monsters are coming‍‌​ at us with‍​ such ferocity to​ devour us.”

The⁠ crown prince spoke,​‍‌ and Fernan replied‌ calmly.

“The⁠⁠ same could be‍‌​ said of you,⁠‌ Your Highness.”

“Naturally.⁠⁠‍ I trust in​⁠ my knights and‌ soldiers. If not⁠‍ for this damned‍ magic circle, those‍ beasts wouldn’t stand‍​⁠ a chance.”

“I‍ share the sentiment.‍‌‍ I’ve fought the​​ corrupt so much⁠‌ that this no⁠‌⁠ longer seems like⁠‍‍ much.”

The‍ prince’s eyes gleamed‍⁠‍ with interest.

“I’d‍‍ heard you fought‍⁠⁠ alongside Aint Armian‌​‍ against the corrupt,⁠ but this much?”‌⁠

“The‌ corrupt are far‍​​ more widespread across​​‍ the continent than‍⁠‍ you imagine, Your⁠⁠ Highness. Like cockroaches.”‍

Fernan‍ tossed another empty‌ bottle and pulled‍ out dozens more‍‍ from his subspace,‍​⁠ surrounding them with‍‌ sand to crush‍‍​ them all at​‍⁠ once and pour​​​ the holy water​‍​ in one go.⁠

The‍ magic circle trembled⁠​⁠ more violently.

“…There’s⁠‌‌ much I wish​⁠‍ to ask you.”​

“I’ll‌ gladly answer. About​⁠ the corrupt and​ also about what‌ you wear around‍⁠ your neck, Your‌‌‍ Highness.”

“…Ah,⁠⁠​ right. That.”

It​ wasn’t just that—it⁠‍ was the real⁠​ reason why the​ prince had agreed‌⁠⁠ to see him.‌​

The​‍ photo with Rosalia.‍

How⁠ did Fernan know⁠‌​ it was inside‍‍ his locket?

“I‌ really do have⁠ much to hear‌​ from you. But​ first, won’t you⁠ introduce your companions?”⁠

“An‌ honor to meet​ you, Your Highness.⁠ I am Luina⁠ Bercheff.”

“…Luina​‌⁠ Bercheff?”

“Yes,‍ that’s right.”

The⁠‌⁠ prince’s eyes widened⁠​‌ in surprise.

Although‍​⁠ the Bercheff family‍‍ had relinquished their​‍​ status as Prince‍ Elector, their name‍​‌ had not lost‍‍​ prestige.

Even​ more so since⁠ recently, Count Bercheff‍ and the Mercenary⁠‍ King had hunted‌⁠ a demon together,⁠‌ further elevating their‌ fame.

“An​‌⁠ honor. I didn’t⁠‍ expect to meet‍‌‍ the illustrious knight‍⁠​ of the Bercheff.”‍⁠

“I‍‍‍ am not worthy‍⁠ of such words.”​

“And​ you?”

“I’m⁠‌⁠ just a guard.”‍‍‌

“I​⁠ see. Even the⁠‌‌ guards of the‌​ Pellenbergs are extraordinary.”‍‌

“Too​‌ much praise, Your⁠ Highness.”

“And​‍ the last one,​ who are you?”‍‌⁠

After‍‍⁠ hearing such noble⁠‍⁠ names, the prince’s‌ expectations were high.‍⁠⁠

“Perhaps‌ the most talented⁠ heir of the​ Altrierc, Alcmion Altrierc?​‌‌ Or the brightest​ genius of the​ Vienderk, Valoshi Vienderk?”‍‌

Gismond‌ lowered his head,​ uncomfortable.

“…I-I’m⁠‌‍ just Gismond Ert,‌​ from House Ert.‍‍ Fourth year at​ the Academy.”

“Ah,‌‍‍ Gismond Ert, I see. A good⁠‌​ family.”

But‌‍ Gismond noticed it—the‍ prince’s eyes hesitated.⁠

“There’s‍ no need to⁠ embellish it like‌​ that, I—”

He‍‍ didn’t get to‍​⁠ finish.

— Kyuu!

The‌‌⁠ first to react‌ was Wooden.

“Something…”⁠​​

Then‍⁠ Luina, then the⁠​ Order of the⁠ Black Whale and​ Fernan. The prince,‌ Gismond, the mages,⁠‍ and lastly the‌‌ soldiers.

“S-something’s‌⁠​ coming… I don’t⁠‍ know what it​‍ is, but something​ is…!”

Gismond‍ pressed his lips​ and drew his⁠ sword. Luina followed.⁠⁠​

Only⁠‌‍ Fernan remained calm,‍ pouring the holy⁠​ water without pause.⁠‌

Ruuuuumble—⁠‍⁠

It⁠⁠⁠ was like a wave.

A tsunami of blood⁠⁠ and intermingled corpses.​⁠

Fernan‌​ sensed it—they should‌ not face it⁠ head-on.

Just​ touching it would‌ bring terrible consequences.⁠

He‌ threw another bottle⁠ of holy water,⁠ drew his staff,‍ and struck the‍⁠ ground.

Crackkk!⁠⁠

A torrent of colossal‌⁠‍ mana burst forth,⁠​‍ clashing with the‌⁠ demonic energy and‌ erecting a domain‍‍⁠ of its own.​⁠‍

A gigantic wall rose⁠ between the wave⁠ and the group.⁠​⁠

It‌ wasn’t like the‍⁠ barriers Fernan had⁠ summoned before.

It‍‍⁠ wasn’t earth or‍‌ rock.

It‌ was metal.

A wall of steel‌⁠ forged with magic‌ clashed directly against⁠ the surge.

────!⁠​​

A deafening crash that​‌ could tear eardrums‌‍ apart shook the​ earth.

Fernan​​ violently spat blood.​‌‍

The‌ steel wall crumpled​ like paper. It⁠ barely held for⁠⁠‌ an instant, but​ that instant was​‍ enough—for in that‍‍ brief moment, everyone​‌ had finished preparing.⁠​

The⁠‍‍ spells struck first‌‍⁠ at the tide‌ seeping through the⁠‌​ broken wall.

The⁠​‍ Order of the​​‌ Black Whale resonated‌‌‌ their auras together,⁠ intertwining and reinforcing​‌⁠ them until they⁠​⁠ formed an even‌ more solid energy‌‌​ that faced the‌ torrent head-on.

The‍‍ wave split, but‍​‍ only slightly.

“This​ is going to‌​⁠ haunt my nightmares!”​‌​

And⁠⁠ into it fell‌​⁠ Gismond’s explosive thrust.​​

‘I‍‌​ see it…!’

Then‌ came Luina’s slash.​

Her‌⁠​ sword entered precisely⁠ through the opening⁠​ the knights had​ created.

‘Everything‌‍​ has a flow.’‍‍‍

She‍​ cut that flow,‍‌ stopped it, and⁠‍‌ broke it.

Swoooosh!‌

The‌​ wave collapsed.

The‌‍ entire village was‌​ submerged in crimson‍‌‌ blood.

“Aaaagh!”⁠⁠

“What‍​​ is this?!”

“Protect​ your bodies with​​⁠ aura! Don’t let​​ the blood touch​‍ you!”

The‌‍ blood carried embedded‍ demonic energy and​ acid. The splashes⁠​ corroded clothing and⁠​ armor.

The⁠‍ mages raised the‌ ground to divert​‌⁠ the water, but​‌⁠ that wasn’t all.​‌

“…Corpses!”‍

“Damn‍​‌ it, how many​⁠ are there…?”

Amid​ the nauseating stench‌‌​ of blood, lifeless​ bodies floated.

At‌ a glance, there‌ were hundreds.

“What…⁠‌ what is this…?”‌‌‍

The⁠‍ prince murmured, stunned.‌⁠

Hundreds,⁠ perhaps thousands of⁠‍‍ corpses. Seeing it‌ with one’s own​‌​ eyes was unbelievable.‍‌‍

“How‍‌ could something like‌​⁠ this happen in⁠ these lands without⁠​ anyone knowing…?”

He⁠⁠ clenched his teeth.‍

No​​ one had informed⁠ him that so‍⁠ many subjects had⁠‌‌ died. Nothing had​⁠‍ reached the court.‌‍⁠

Was​ it ignorance, or⁠ was it hidden?​

Had‌‍ the corrupt infiltrated‍⁠⁠ the kingdom to‍ its core? The‍ doubt was no‌⁠​ longer doubt, but⁠‍ certainty.

“I‍​ swear I’ll rip‍⁠ those damned corrupt‍ out by the​ root…!”

“I’m​​ afraid that will​​‌ be difficult, Your⁠⁠⁠ Highness.”

A human voice suddenly‌ interrupted, drawing all​‍⁠ eyes forward.

From​ the source of⁠​ that bloody wave,⁠ someone advanced, pushing​ through the liquid‍ that now reached​ their ankles.

“…Viscount‌ Lorencios?”

He‍⁠‍ was someone known‌ throughout Alprosen.

“It’s‍‌⁠ been a while,⁠​ Your Highness. Curious⁠‍​ to meet in​‌⁠ a place like⁠‌ this.”

A nobleman with blue‌ hair and black⁠‍ eyes.

“How‍​ can it be…?​ Could it be…?”‌‍‍

“Exactly.‍⁠‍ What you fear‌ is true.”

Viscount‍​ Lorencios wore a ceremonial uniform that‌ didn’t match the‍​‌ scene.

In​ one hand, he‌‍⁠ held a skull;‌‍​ in the other,​​ a book.

‘A⁠‌ book.’

Fernan‌​⁠ held his breath.‍ Another corrupt wielding‌‌ one of those⁠⁠​ tomes.

How⁠⁠⁠ many were there?​‌​ What were they‌ really?

‘I‍​ won’t let him⁠‌ escape this time.’⁠‍​

He‌⁠ had to take⁠‍⁠ it.

But‍⁠‍ he didn’t lower​‌⁠ his guard. For​ someone to reveal​‍‍ their identity so‍ arrogantly, even in‍ front of the⁠ prince and the‌ Order of the‌ Black Whale, meant​⁠‍ he had come⁠‌​ prepared to leave⁠‌‍ no one alive.​​

‘Luina,‍ be ready. Strike‌‍‍ when I signal.’⁠​‍

‘Yes.’‍​⁠

While‍​‍ Fernan waited for‍ the opportunity, the​‌ prince and Lorencios‌‍ faced off more​⁠‍ fiercely.

“…Was⁠⁠⁠ all this truly⁠ your doing?”

“I‍⁠ prepared it with​ great care for‍​‌ you, Your Highness.‌‌‌ Are you pleased?”​

“Pleased?​ How can a noble murder the⁠​‌ subjects he is​ sworn to protect?”​⁠‌

“By‍‍​ giving their lives​‍‍ for their lord,‌ they too find‍‌​ satisfaction.”

“What⁠ a repulsive fallacy!”​

The‌ prince’s eyes filled⁠‍​ with blood.

“Sir⁠​‌ Krams!”

“At​‍ your command!”

The‌ captain of the​​⁠ Order of the‍ Black Whale bowed.‌⁠

“Bring​​ that traitor to‍ my feet now!‍ I will execute‌ him myself for‍⁠ betraying the kingdom⁠​ with the blood‍ and bodies of‍ the innocent he⁠‌⁠ swore to protect!”‌​​

“At​⁠ your command!”

The​‌‌ twenty knights, who​​‍ had dismounted to‌​ form the barrier,‍‍‍ returned to their⁠‍ saddles.

“At‌⁠​ your command!”

Their‌‌ cry echoed powerfully.‍‍⁠ Without the slightest⁠⁠​ hesitation, the twenty⁠‍⁠ knights charged through​⁠ the blood.

The‌⁠ auras enveloped both‍ men and horses.‍

Dudududu.‌

The⁠‌‍ hooves thundered with​ fury.

“Well…⁠ as much as⁠⁠​ you’re the prince,‌ if you intend​‌‍ to kill a noble, I’ll have‍ no choice but‌‍⁠ to defend myself.”‍

Lorencios’s​ twisted smile widened.‍‌‍

“So‍‌​ this isn’t treason,​ Your Highness. It’s‍ self-defense. A noble’s⁠​ right to protect⁠‍ his status.”

“Insolent⁠ scoundrel! Your blasphemies⁠ end today!”

He‍ opened the book.⁠‍ Black energy surged​ like a torrent.‍

The‍ space cracked, and‍ from those fissures​​‍ hordes of demonic‍​ creatures emerged.

But​​ the Order of⁠ the Black Whale‍⁠ did not falter.‌

The‌‍ spears aligned in‌⁠ unison, their auras​ resonated until they‌⁠ formed one colossal​​ spear.

In‌⁠ an instant, knights​ and demons clashed.​⁠​

────!‌⁠‌

The​​ clamor of hooves‌‌‍ and the howls‍ of beasts intermingled.‍⁠

The‌‌ torn bodies were​​ the demons’. Only​ the demons.

The‍ combined spear remained⁠‍‍ intact, cutting a path toward the​​ traitor.

The‍​‍ wave of monsters‌⁠ split in its‍⁠ wake, leaving a trail of corpses.⁠

“Do‍​ you still not‍⁠ understand, Your Highness?”‌

Lorencios‍ smiled calmly.

“Today,​⁠ I came prepared⁠‍‌ to lose everything.”‍‍

Whooosh—‌​​

Dozens⁠ of pages opened​ at once. Black​‌‌ flames consumed them.⁠

Immediately,⁠ the blood flooding‍‍ the village began​‍⁠ to stir.

The‍ magic circle glowed⁠‍ more intensely.

“…The‌ blood…”

The⁠​‌ demonic energy and‍​​ the blood, the⁠⁠⁠ dark magic and⁠ the bodies, fused​ into a single‌‌‌ flow.

All⁠ of it converged‍ on Lorencios, merged,‍ condensed.

Like​‌‍ a rising whirlpool,‌‌​ the blood ascended‌‌‌ to the heavens.‍‌​

The‌​ horses stumbled before‍​‍ the trembling wave,⁠‌ the knights fell‍‍⁠ to the ground.​⁠

That‌‍ which absorbed everything⁠ in the village‍ took form.

It⁠ had arms, legs,⁠‍ a head.

A body made of‌​ blood and corpses.‌​

An⁠‍ abomination born of⁠ humanity’s lifeblood.

And‍ finally—

───!‌‍

The‌ blood giant, now‌​​ complete, roared.

“W-what‍ is that…!”

“A‍⁠ monster…!”

“Heavens⁠ above…”

Its⁠ size and pressure​‍ were so immense⁠‌ that despair seized⁠​ everyone.

Fear,⁠‌ horror, and disgust⁠⁠‍ overtook them.

— Kyuu, kyuun, kyuu!‍​

Except‍‍ one. Not a man, but a spirit.

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