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Rise of the Fallen Kingdom’s Third Prince Chapter 260: Collapse (2)

Chapter 260: Collapse (2)

Ace‌‍ cheered when he​​‌ saw the Imperial‍‌‌ army melting in​ the flames.

He‍ didn’t know how​⁠⁠ it had happened,‍​ but someone had‍​ used large-scale magic​​⁠ to completely incinerate⁠ the enemy.

The⁠​ entire Anti-Imperial Alliance​​ let out a war cry and‌⁠ began to push⁠ the enemy back.⁠‌‍

The​ Imperial army couldn’t⁠ react in time.⁠‍

In‍ front of them​‍ was the enemy,‌‍⁠ and behind them,‍‍ a sea of⁠​ fire.

The‍‍ creatures, as if‍⁠ desperate, swelled their‌​‍ tentacles and lashed‌⁠ out in all⁠​ directions, but were‌‍ soon pierced by‍‌⁠ blades or pushed‌⁠​ back, falling into​‌ the flames that​​ consumed and deformed‌ them.

“Even​‌ the monsters can’t‌⁠ withstand fire! Drive⁠​ them all out!”⁠ Ace shouted.

“Everyone‍⁠‌ to the front,⁠‌ push them back!”‍

“Uoooooh!”‍⁠

With‌ the flames burning⁠ behind them, the⁠‌‌ Imperial army resisted‌​ desperately.

No​ matter how intoxicated‌‌ they were with​‌ black magic, the⁠ fear of death‌ never completely disappeared.⁠​‌

That⁠⁠ was a primal​‍‌ instinct.

They⁠ blinked in disbelief,⁠‍ tilted their heads,‌‍ and with an‍‍ empty sigh, fell​​‍ to the ground.​​

One⁠ of the Imperial‌‌ soldiers even shed⁠ tears before collapsing.⁠​‌

Ace‌​ felt a hint‍ of compassion, but‌⁠ only for an​ instant.

To‍ survive on the⁠​ battlefield, one had‌ to discard useless‌‌‍ feelings.

The‌‌​ entire mind had‍ to focus on‍ surviving and killing‌​ if one wanted‍ to see the‌​​ sun again the​ next day.

“Die!”‌

His⁠⁠‍ sword drove roughly⁠​ into the abdomen​ of an Imperial​ soldier.

The​ feeling of cutting‌​‌ through flesh and​ entrails was already‌‌ familiar to him.‌ He twisted the⁠‍ blade once before‌⁠‌ pulling it out,‍⁠ and blood splattered‍⁠ across his face.⁠‌‍

When​‍​ he looked up,‌‌⁠ he saw a monster waving its​ tentacles, charred by⁠⁠ fire.

Even⁠⁠‌ though the magic⁠‌‍ had fallen in​‍⁠ the middle of​⁠ the enemy’s ranks,‍‍ there were still‌ countless forces remaining.‌‍‍

“What​⁠​ a monstrous country…”‌

In​​ population, national power,​⁠ and everything else,‍‍⁠ the Empire was⁠ overwhelming. Even though‌ nations considered strong‌⁠ on the continent‌​ had joined together,‌​ they didn’t feel‌ they had gained‍‌ any advantage.

On‌‌ the contrary, with​⁠‍ the constant war​ of attrition, it​ was the soldiers‍ of the Anti-Imperial​​⁠ Alliance who were‍​ wearing down.

The‍ terrifying tide of‍ black-clad soldiers who​‍​ knew no fear⁠​​ was already enough—but‌ now they were‍‍ also bringing monsters‍‍‌ like those.

Could​‍ they win? That‌ thought crossed his⁠ mind.

No‍‍ matter if they​‍‌ had mages who​⁠ could control fire​‌⁠ and soldiers with‌ firm resolve, he​ doubted they could‍‍​ defeat that endless⁠ tide of enemies​​​ advancing like machines.‌⁠‌

When​​‍ he locked eyes⁠ with an Imperial⁠ soldier he was​⁠⁠ crossing swords with,‍ that negative feeling⁠ intensified.

Whether‌‌​ that soldier was​​⁠ bewitched by black​ magic or he⁠‍​ himself was fighting⁠ desperately, in the‌‍ end, both would‌⁠‍ share the same‌​‌ fate.

No⁠‌ matter who won,⁠​ the world after⁠‌ the war would‌ probably not be‍‍ allowed to him.‍

He​ felt the strength‌ slipping from his‌‍ hands.

Beyond​ the enemy’s shoulder,‍​‌ he saw the‌‌ figure of a monster crossing the‌‌ flames, spreading its‍⁠​ tentacles like a peacock.

The‌⁠‍ enemy took advantage‍ of the moment​‌ Ace was dazed‌‌⁠ to press harder.​

His‍​ body was pushed‌ back.

The‌‌ enemy’s blade was‌ about to slip⁠‌ past his defense—​

“Hey,⁠‌⁠ Ace.”

He‌​ heard someone’s voice‍​ behind him.

“As​​‌ expected, you’re a true player. Are​‍ you pretending to⁠ give up at⁠ the end so‌⁠⁠ you can turn⁠‍​ the game around?”⁠‌

The​‍‌ dust of war‌ filling his lungs​‍ seemed to vanish​⁠‍ completely.

The​‌ choking smoke covering​ the sky and​​ the tense faces‌‍​ of the Imperial​‌ army no longer⁠⁠ looked so hopeless.‍

It‌‌⁠ was as if‌⁠⁠ a fresh breeze​ had blown through.‌‌‍

Ace⁠‍⁠ stifled a smile​‍​ and replied.

“Of‌ course. The best​ play is always‌⁠‍ revealed at the‌‌‌ end.”

“I‍ knew I couldn’t‌‌ beat you.”

“Don’t​⁠‍ play the weakling.​ I remember perfectly‍​​ how much money⁠‌ you’ve taken from⁠​‌ me.”

“Thanks⁠‌ to that, I’ve⁠ been able to‌‌‍ drink a lot⁠‌ of good liquor.”⁠

Just‍ his appearance changed⁠ the atmosphere of‍ the battlefield. It⁠⁠ had always been⁠⁠‌ that way.

Yuri‍ Briol was that‍ kind of person.⁠‍

“If​‍‌ you want revenge,‌ you can come‍​⁠ whenever you like.”‍

“Wait.⁠​ I’ll have you‍​ ruined soon enough.”‌⁠

“I‍‌⁠ look forward to⁠⁠‌ it.”

The‌ Prince of the​‌‍ Kingdom of Briol,​​⁠ Yuri Briol, patted⁠‍‌ him on the‌‌⁠ shoulder and passed‍ by.

At​‍​ his arrival, the⁠ path opened.

The‌⁠​ Imperial army, which‌ had been fighting‌⁠‍ as if it​ had lost all​‌ fear, wavered.

Ace‌ raised his weapon​‍ and shouted.

“For​⁠ Briol!”

***‍‌‍

Yuri‍​⁠ was busy moving​ back and forth.⁠‌

Although⁠ the soldiers on‌ the front line⁠⁠‌ grew exhausted from‍‌‌ the periodic battles,‌ for Yuri there‍ was no such​⁠ thing as a “period”—except at mealtime‌‌ or when sleeping,⁠ he spent all​‍​ his time fighting‍​⁠ on the battlefield.​​​

The‍‍ Imperial army struck⁠‍⁠ multiple front lines​​ in succession, and​‍⁠ Yuri traveled to​‍ each one to⁠​ assist his allies.⁠

Every​‍ time he appeared,‌⁠ visible results were‌‌‍ achieved, so no⁠​‍ one tried to⁠ stop him.

His‍​‌ tireless effort was,‌⁠ in itself, a way to save‌‌‌ his comrades.

Of​‌‌ course, sometimes the⁠ Empire invaded several​‍⁠ lines at once.​ In those cases,‌‍ Yuri prioritized defending‍ Briol or the‌​⁠ fronts in the‌‍ most danger.

“Phew…”‍‌

Yuri⁠⁠ let out a long sigh.

There‌ had been reports​‌​ of suspicious movement‍ from the Empire,‌⁠‌ so he had⁠ gone to the⁠ front of the‌ Confederation of Small‌⁠⁠ Kingdoms, where an​ unknown monster had​‍‌ appeared, slaughtering soldiers.​‌​

“Inariel.”‌‌​

“I‍‌‍ already know.”

“Shoot⁠​‌ them something nice⁠‍ and hot.”

“Hot‌ and… strong? What‍ are you planning?”​

“You‌‌ know exactly what‌ I mean.”

Inariel‌ was the owner⁠ of the “Immutable​⁠ Mana Formula,” capable‌⁠⁠ of resisting even​ magical dispersion.

Now‍⁠ that black magic​​ had surpassed the​ world’s limitations, he‌​⁠ could unleash a large-scale spell against⁠ the enemy army​⁠ without issue.

Yuri⁠ had asked him⁠⁠‌ for the enormous⁠‍‍ fireball he had⁠ been wanting for‍‌ some time.

“Launch⁠⁠‍ it as if‍ it were the‍⁠ end of the​ world.”

And‍‍‌ before he could‌⁠ answer, Yuri moved​ forward. Inariel did⁠ not refuse the⁠ request. Above his‍⁠ head, a blazing⁠‌ fire began to⁠⁠⁠ burn.

“Let’s‌ go!”

Yuri‍ spurred his horse‍⁠​ forward.

Soon​⁠ after, a second‌ sun floating in​‌​ the sky plunged​ toward the center‌‌ of the enemy⁠⁠‌ camp.

There⁠‌ was an explosion,​ and flames spread,‌ incinerating the Imperial⁠⁠ army.

However,‍⁠​ the “black troop,”​​​ stripped of emotions‍ that could hinder⁠ them in war,‌​ responded calmly.

Even‍ while enveloped by‌‍ the waves of‍ fire, they maintained‌⁠ formation without their⁠‌‍ morale breaking.

That‌ resistance, in turn,​​ seemed to demoralize​​‌ the soldiers of‍ the Anti-Imperial Alliance.‌‌‍

Yuri‍ leapt from his​‌ horse and ran​⁠ forward. To his‍ surprise, he spotted‍⁠ someone he knew⁠‍ well.

He‌⁠ had heard that‍​⁠ the Alliance Comrades‍ Association had entered⁠ the fight, and‍ it seemed that​‌ veteran had been‍ sent to the⁠ front of the‍ Confederation of Small​⁠ Kingdoms.

But‍‌‌ his condition was‌​‌ not good—it was‌⁠ the same look‍‍‌ sometimes shown by‌⁠​ soldiers worn down‍ from continuous combat.⁠⁠‍

As⁠⁠‌ he passed by⁠​​ him, Yuri spoke‌ casually.

“As‌ expected, you’re a true player. Are⁠‍ you pretending to‌⁠⁠ give up at​‍‍ the end so⁠ you can turn​‌⁠ the game around?”‌

Ace’s‌ body trembled.

He‍ seemed to regain​ awareness and replied.‌‍

“Of‍⁠‍ course. The best‍​​ play is always⁠​ revealed at the⁠ end.”

“I⁠‌ knew I couldn’t​ beat you.”

“Don’t​ play the weakling.​ I remember perfectly⁠ how much money​⁠​ you’ve taken from⁠‍ me.”

“Thanks‍​ to that, I drank a lot‌​​ of good liquor.”‍⁠‍

Yuri​​ smiled broadly.

When‍‌ one faced an⁠ incomprehensible enemy—especially one⁠⁠ emanating the dark‌‍ energy of black‌ magic—it was sometimes​‌‌ easy to be⁠‍⁠ dragged along.

Anyone‍​‌ who fights against‍‌‍ darkness must remember‍‍ that at any‌ moment they could⁠‍‌ be swallowed by​ it.

Of⁠‌​ course, it isn’t‌ necessary to overcome​ everything alone—sometimes it’s‌‍ enough for someone‌‍ to give you​‌ a pat on‍⁠ the shoulder.

Just​​‍ as he had‌‍‍ done with Ace.‌

“If⁠ you want revenge,​​ come whenever you‍‍‌ like.”

“Wait.‍​ Soon I’ll have​⁠ you ruined.”

“I‍ look forward to​⁠ it.”

With‍‍‌ that, Yuri moved‍ on. He looked⁠‌ left and right.​⁠

There​ was no ally‍​​ at his side.‍

Which​‍ meant he was‍ at the very⁠ front.

He⁠ was the one‍​ who placed himself‍​‌ at the head‍ to meet the⁠⁠​ enemy. Since the‌​ miserable death of‌ his previous life,⁠⁠‌ that had never​ changed.

When​ that stinger called⁠‍​ Yuri shot toward​​‌ the front, the​‍ enemy’s resistance concentrated‍​‌ on him.

With‌⁠ no one to‌ cover him, attacks​⁠‍ rained in from‍ the sides, the⁠⁠ front, and the‍ rear.

Yuri⁠​⁠ raised Guilty. A whirlwind wrapped around​ his body, and​‌‍ in the next⁠ moment he shredded⁠​ all the Imperial‌‌‍ soldiers surrounding him.‌‍​

Beyond​ the torn bodies⁠ appeared strangely shaped‌ creatures that surrounded​‍⁠ him.

“Are‌ you one of‌⁠⁠ Cedric’s inventions?”

It‍‌ was a strange‍ beast with tentacles.‍‍​

It​‌ moved with insect-like​ legs attached to​‌​ its torso and​ had writhing tentacles‍ on its back.​

Its‌ head was not⁠⁠‌ visible.

The⁠‌ tentacles were like‍⁠‍ those of a mollusk, but their‍‍‍ ends were sharpened‍⁠​ like blades. It⁠ looked like a creature made for⁠‍ war.

“Disgusting.”‍

Yuri⁠‌‌ cut down the‍ tentacles that lunged‌‍ at him one⁠ by one, then‌ delivered a downward⁠‌‌ slash.

The⁠‌ creature was split‍‌‍ in two, but⁠‍‌ its surface was‌ tougher than expected​‍ and it didn’t‍‌‌ die immediately.

More‌ tentacles shot toward‌ him, attacking as‍⁠ if they had​ identified him as​ the main target.⁠‌​

Several⁠ strands sought vital‌ points simultaneously, and​​ not even Yuri‍​ could block them​‌​ all.

He⁠ gathered mana and⁠ raised a defensive​⁠‍ barrier. The tips​ didn’t pierce the‍‍​ wall and fell,‌​ lifeless.

It⁠​​ was then that​​‍ several of the​‍​ monsters attacking him‌‌ were shredded in​‌‌ the air.

Along​‍ their path, black‌⁠⁠ mana exploded.

Yuri‌ smiled and spoke‍⁠⁠ a name.

“Laurent,⁠ you’re late.”

Laurent⁠ looked at him​​ with a serious‍ expression, shrugged, and‌⁠ swung his sword​​ again.

Each​ time he unleashed​‌​ a slash of⁠ energy, the black⁠⁠‌ mana churned.

Deformed⁠ by black magic‌‍‌ and later restored,‌‌​ his mana had‍ been stained black.‌

After‍⁠​ remaining in that‌ state for so​‌⁠ long, his core​ had been completely‍‌ imbued, and his​ magical affinity was‌​ nearing that of‌​ black magic.

Laurent,‍​ radiating that dark​ energy that didn’t​ match his radiant​⁠‍ golden hair, spoke.⁠‌

“And‍ who was the‍‍⁠ one who charged‌ in first like‍​‍ a dog with⁠​​ its tail on​⁠‍ fire?”

Yuri‍‍‍ burst out laughing.⁠

Although​ his remarks didn’t‍​​ seem to please⁠‌‍ Laurent, they didn’t‍ change his demeanor​‍​ either.

“Stop⁠‌ laughing and focus.”‍​

“Of‍​ course, my loyal‍‍ knight, Sir Laurent.”‌​‌

“I’m‌ no longer a knight…”

Before‌‌​ he could finish‍⁠‌ the sentence, Jared‍⁠⁠ came running and‍ shouted.

“And‌ why the rush,‌​‍ you two? Are‍‍ you also dogs⁠⁠ with your tails‌‍ on fire?”

Laurent⁠ shut his mouth,⁠​ and Yuri laughed.‍

But⁠‍ there wasn’t much​​ time to laugh.‍​ The enemies kept⁠‌ pressing, and the⁠‌ fight grew fiercer​ by the moment.‌‌

Even​‌ as they swung​‍ their weapons, allies‌‍​ were dying.

In‍‌‌ the Anti-Imperial Alliance,‌‌​ morale fell as‍‌⁠ the number of⁠⁠⁠ soldiers dwindled, while​​‍ the Empire continued​​ producing troops without‌‍‌ rest.

This‌‌‍ war of attrition​⁠ could not continue.​⁠

They⁠‌ had to advance.‌​‍

Yuri‌ fixed his gaze‌ beyond the front‍​‍ line, on an​⁠ Imperial commander who‌ stood motionless watching.​‍⁠ He was a knight clad in​‌ black armor.

Each⁠‍‍ front had its‍ own overseer, and⁠ in the case⁠ of the Confederation‌​ of Small Kingdoms,​‍‌ that knight always⁠​‌ appeared to command⁠ the Imperial troops.‌

His⁠‍‍ escort was so‌‌​ strict that up​ until now, Yuri​‍ had been unable‌⁠‌ to kill him.⁠​​

“Listen​‍ closely.”

Yuri​‌ said this as⁠​ he pierced another​​ monster before him.​⁠⁠

“This⁠ time we’re going‍⁠ after that man.”‌‌

“You‍ think it’s possible?”⁠

Between‍⁠ them were layers‌‌ of Imperial troops—soldiers,⁠‌ monsters, and Imperial‍ knights who, from‍‌‍ within their black‍‍‌ helmets, stared at‍⁠⁠ them with wide‌‍ eyes.

If‌ they weren’t careful,​‍‍ they could end⁠‌ up surrounded and‌ in trouble.

“We⁠ can’t keep this‍​ up, just wasting⁠​ strength.”

Not​ just on this​⁠‌ front—all the others‌‌‌ were equally exhausted.⁠⁠ It was time‍‌ to change the​​ situation.

“We⁠⁠​ should think it​‍ over—”

“Let’s‍‌⁠ go!”

Yuri‌‌ charged.

Jared‍ sighed and followed‌‌ him.

Laurent‌⁠ moved as well,‍‌ cursing.

The⁠ three formed a triangle, with Yuri‌⁠‌ at the tip,⁠⁠‌ piercing the Imperial‌‌⁠ ranks.

Yuri‍​⁠ broke through in‍⁠​ the vanguard, and⁠ the other two‍‌‌ covered his flanks.⁠​

Like⁠‍ blades cutting through‌‍​ tofu, the three‍⁠​ pierced the heart⁠​ of the enemy‌⁠ army in an​‍ instant.

This⁠​ time, the knights‌​⁠ formed a wall.⁠

Clad‍ in black armor‌‌ and reinforced by‌⁠ black magic, they‍​ were not easy​ opponents.

But​​ Yuri didn’t stop.​‌‌ He felt he‍‌ could make it​ all the way​‌​ through.

His‍‌‍ vision penetrated into‌ the “Mental Domain.”​

The‌‍⁠ mana of the‍‍ technique “The Cut‍‌‌ of the soul​​‌ and the heart”‌​‌ coursed through his⁠​⁠ entire body, and​‍ his sword, crossing⁠​‍ into the territory​ of Chaos, opened‌​​ possibilities never before​​‌ seen.

Guilty⁠‌​ vibrated violently and​​‌ let out a roar.

The‌ wind swirled around​‍ him.

In‍⁠ an instant, he‌ became a massive‌​ whirlwind.

In⁠ the very heart​ of the Imperial⁠‌‌ camp, a colossal‌​​ vortex of sword⁠ energy connected the​⁠‍ sky and the‍⁠‌ earth.

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