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Rise of the Fallen Kingdom’s Third Prince Chapter 299: Final Battle (1)

Chapter 299: Final Battle (1)

Dawn⁠​⁠ broke.

The​​⁠ sun’s rays, filtering‍‌ through the mist,‌⁠‌ barely touched the​‌ ground.

Everyone⁠​ opened their eyes.‍​​

It​ was the day⁠⁠⁠ of the decisive‍‍ battle.

“Everyone,⁠ prepare to depart.”‌

The‌‍‌ Anti-Imperial Alliance troops‌‌⁠ did not pack‍⁠ up their tents.‍​‍

For‌‌ them, there was‍‍ no tomorrow.

Everything⁠⁠ would end today.‍

Kill​⁠‍ or be killed.⁠

There‍​ was no need‍​‍ to take anything​‌‌ with them.

[Did‌‌ everyone sleep well?]‍

The‌ eyes of all​ the gathered forces‌‍⁠ of the continent​ turned to a single person.

Yuri‍‍​ Briol.

Riding​​ on the magic⁠ of Maryrose, who​​​ stood beside him,⁠ his voice reached‍‍‍ even the last‍‍ soldier in formation.​‍‌

[Hmm…]‌​

Unusually​ for him, Yuri⁠⁠ hesitated a few‍‍ seconds before speaking.⁠‌

The‍ silence dragged on,​​​ and in the​‍‍ Briol camp, laughter‌​ began to be⁠​​ heard.

It‍ was amusing to⁠‍‌ see the ever-eloquent⁠ Yuri suddenly struggling‌ to find words.⁠

One‌​ of the knights⁠‍​ of the Order‌‍ of Vengeance shouted:‍

“Are‍ you nervous, sir?!”​⁠​

Laughter​ erupted. Even Yuri​ ended up smiling.‌

They​⁠ should have been​‌ more tense than‍‌‌ anyone, but it⁠‌ seemed their leader​ was the one‍ who received the⁠ encouragement.

[Well…​‍‍ uh… hmm…]

After​ hesitating a little‌‌ longer, Yuri cleared⁠⁠ his throat and​‍ spoke.

[Everyone,⁠ survive… and let’s​​ meet tomorrow.]

He​⁠ said it calmly,⁠⁠ but with sincerity.‍⁠

No‍‍ one knew if‌ there would be​‌ a tomorrow for‌⁠ the Anti-Imperial Alliance.⁠‍ Most, perhaps all,​⁠‌ might die today.‌⁠⁠

Even​⁠ his own life​‍ was not guaranteed.‍

[Understood?]⁠

It⁠‍ wasn’t a speech,‌‌‍ just a few‌ words. But unexpectedly,⁠ it was followed‍‌‌ by a deafening‌ roar.

Not‍‍ only Briol’s forces,‍‌‌ but also those⁠‌‌ of Liberta, Brusen,​⁠⁠ and the Holy​‌ Kingdom shouted with​ all their might.‌‌​

It⁠‌ was the manifestation⁠ of their will‍ to survive.

There⁠‌⁠ was no possible‍ retreat.

If‍ they did not​⁠ win here, the​ continent would fall​⁠ into the clutches‍​ of black magic.⁠ Their families and​ loved ones would⁠​ end up as⁠ will-less puppets or⁠⁠​ as living sacrifices.⁠⁠

They‌‌ had to win⁠ at all costs.​

That​​‍ conviction was what​ made them shout‍⁠‍ until their voices⁠​‌ broke.

The‌⁠‍ roar of the​‌‍ Anti-Imperial Alliance rumbled‍ all the way⁠‌⁠ to the horizon.‍​⁠

Finally,⁠​ exhausted, they stopped‍‌ shouting.

With‌​‌ a smile, Yuri⁠‍‍ said.

[Let’s‌​⁠ go.]

Mounted​⁠ on horseback, Yuri‌‌​ began to move​​ forward. Tirbo, carrying⁠ the flag, followed‍‍ him.

Until‍ the two of⁠‌ them stood at‌ the vanguard, the⁠ army did not⁠​ move.

Soon,⁠ there was no‍‌ one ahead of‌‌ Yuri.

Tirbo​ raised the flag⁠‌⁠ high and waved‍‍ it.

United​​ by a single​ will, the soldiers‌⁠ of the Anti-Imperial‌⁠‌ Alliance advanced as​​ if they were‍ one body, like‍⁠​ a massive organism⁠ rising.

Yuri​ moved forward with⁠‍ a spirit more⁠ solemn than ever.‍ The wind striking‍‍ him was heavy.​‍⁠

The​ fog thickened, visibility​‌ was low, and‍‍ the muddy ground​‍​ made it difficult​ for the horses​‌ to advance.

Even‌ so, he had​ to be at⁠​‍ the front.

Why?‍‌

‘Briol​ does not abandon⁠​ its honor.’

The⁠‍ day he returned⁠ to the past,⁠⁠ it was his​‍ father’s voice that‍ had awakened him.​‍‌

Yuri​‍ believed that the​ reason that mysterious​‍⁠ entity had sent‌ him back in​⁠‌ time lay in​‍‍ those words.

“Honor,​​‌ huh…” he murmured.‌

“Pardon?”​

Tirbo’s​ sharp voice came​ from behind him.​‍

“What‌‍​ did you say?”‍

“Nothing,‍​‍ I was talking​⁠ to myself.”

“Ah,‌⁠ I see. Hehehe…”‍⁠

Glancing‍⁠ sideways at him,⁠‍ Yuri noticed Tirbo​ was tense, his⁠ nerves on edge.‌

“Hey.”‍​​

“Yes,⁠‌‌ Your Highness.”

“Come​ here.”

“Uh…‍‌ I have to‍‌ hold the flag…”‍‌‌

“And‍‍ what good is‍‌⁠ that now?”

Yuri‍⁠⁠ slung an arm​⁠ around his shoulders‍⁠​ and pulled him‍ close. With his​​ arm still around⁠​​ his neck, he​⁠ said:

“What‍‍ do you have‌ to fear when​‍⁠ I’m here?”

“True…”‌‍​

“Give​‍‌ it to me.”​

“Uh…”⁠‍

Yuri⁠ took the flag⁠‌ from him and‍ waved it high.​⁠

“Look,⁠‌‌ we…”

Suddenly,⁠ Yuri leaned back⁠ and, as if​‍‌ throwing a javelin,‌ hurled the flag‌‍‍ forward.

The‌​‌ pole sliced through⁠ the fog with⁠ the banner fluttering⁠‌‌ in its wake,‍​⁠ and a moment‌‍⁠ later, a dull⁠ sound of flesh⁠​⁠ being torn rang​ out.

“Eh?”‌

Tirbo’s⁠‌⁠ eyes widened.

Yuri​⁠ let him go⁠​⁠ and smiled.

“We‍ didn’t come to⁠ wave flags. We​ came to kill.”‍

Before‍‌ Tirbo’s eyes, a massive shadow emerged​‍ from the fog​‌‍ and collapsed to‍​ the ground.

Embedded​‍ in its forehead‌‍⁠ was the flagpole⁠⁠ Yuri had thrown.‍

“It’s​⁠⁠ time to begin.”‌

A strange howl echoed‍​ up ahead.

Creatures‍ with human-like shapes⁠⁠ but grotesquely deformed‌⁠​ bodies formed a living wall before​​ them.

The‍⁠ battle had begun.⁠⁠

The​ Anti-Imperial Alliance troops‍​‌ roared as one.⁠‍​

The‌‍⁠ ground seemed to‍ tremble.

No‌⁠​ matter how much‌ they prepared, the⁠‍ moment they saw‌​ blood, all plans‍‍⁠ vanished.

Only‌​⁠ the primal instinct‌‍‍ to kill in⁠⁠ order to survive​‍ remained.

And⁠ the same was⁠​ true for Yuri.‍

“Die!”‍

The⁠ giants that appeared⁠​ were twice as‍ tall and broad‍‌ as an ordinary​‍ human, with overwhelming​‍⁠ strength.

There⁠‌‌ was no need‌ to clash head-on.‌‌

Yuri‍​ dodged all their‌​‍ attacks, climbed up‌⁠ the body of‍‍⁠ one, and drove‌​‌ Guilty into the⁠‌​ crown of its‌ head.

Its⁠⁠‌ skull shattered and‌⁠‌ the body collapsed.⁠

As⁠⁠ he pulled the‌ sword out, fluids​‍​ splattered on him.‌⁠ The metallic smell⁠​ of blood filled​⁠ the air.

“Ha…”‌‍

Before‌​‌ the giant even‍‍‌ fell, Yuri looked⁠‌ around. He could‍⁠‍ see far into‍ the distance.

Dozens,​‌ hundreds of giants‍‍ were advancing toward​ the Anti-Imperial Alliance.​‌

Their‍ shapes, halfway between​⁠​ human and monster,​ inspired disgust just​‌⁠ from looking at‍ them.

Yuri‍​ twisted his lips​ into a smile‌‍ and shouted with‌ force.

“Cedric!”⁠​

His​⁠‍ voice, laden with‍‍ mana, carried into‌‌ the distance.

“I’ve​‍⁠ come for you!”​‍

Announcing​ his arrival, he​​‍ leapt from the‍⁠‍ giant’s corpse.

Several‌ more lunged at‌ him. Though they​ looked slow, they‍‍ were fast.

But​ Yuri was faster⁠ still.

Diagonal‍ marks appeared on‍⁠​ their bodies. At​ first, faint cracks—and‍‍ then, as blood​‍‌ gushed out, their‍⁠ bodies split apart⁠‍‍ and slid to‍‌ the ground.

In⁠ an instant, Yuri‍‌ had cut down⁠‍ several giants and​ continued forward. Even​‌⁠ if his comrades‌‌ could not keep‍‍‌ up, he didn’t‌​‍ care.

He​‌‌ would go as‌‌ far as he⁠​‌ could.

Like‍⁠ a sharp spear,‍ he would pierce⁠⁠ through until he‌‍⁠ reached Cedric.

And​ again he shouted:⁠‌​

“Cedric!⁠‌ I’ve come for​ you!”

Yuri‌ swung Guilty in‌ a great horizontal⁠ slash. The sword​​ energy spread in‌​ a fan shape,‌‍⁠ cutting down all⁠⁠ the giants caught‍ in its path.‌‌‌

In‌⁠⁠ an instant, blood​⁠ gushed and dyed‌​ the surroundings red.⁠

Since‍ the enemies were⁠ so tall, there​ was no way‍‌ to avoid the‍ rain of blood.‌⁠⁠ So Yuri simply‌ let himself be​ drenched in it.​

He⁠ brushed back his‌⁠​ now-red hair and‍‍ smirked.

On​‌ the way here,​‍​ he had thought​​‌ about many things.‌⁠

But​ now, it was‌‌ fine.

His‍ mind was clear,​‍‌ and a shiver‍​ of exhilaration ran‌‍ through his entire‍ body.

The‌⁠‌ task he had⁠‍‍ to fulfill was‌ obvious: kill the​‌ enemy and carve​⁠ a path toward‌⁠‌ Cedric.

And​‍ he was a specialist in slaughter.‌

The​ memories of the‌ ancient hunter he‌ had gained in⁠‌ the ruins moved⁠‍‌ Yuri.

Back⁠ then, his mission‌⁠‌ had been to⁠‍‌ massacre orcs—humans corrupted‍‍ by black magic.‌⁠

And‍​‌ these giants.

Though‍ their appearance and‍⁠‍ size were different,⁠⁠⁠ they were very⁠⁠‍ much like orcs.​‌ They were creations‌ of black magic,‌‌​ originating from innocent​⁠ humans, so their‌‍⁠ nature was the‍‌ same.

Therefore,⁠⁠‌ these monsters were‍‍‌ no different from‍​ orcs.

“Cedric!”⁠‌

His‍ voice carried far.​⁠

Yuri⁠‍ narrowed his eyes,​‌ trying to see​ Zveta beyond the​​‌ giants, but it‍​ wasn’t easy. The‍‍‌ fog, saturated with‌ black magic, prevented​‍⁠ him from making​‍ out the state​​‌ of the city.​​

At⁠ that moment, a light flared behind​ him.

Instinctively,‍​ Yuri turned.

At⁠​ the rear of‍⁠‍ the Anti-Imperial Alliance‍ army, a flash⁠⁠ was rising toward‍‍‍ the sky. That‍‍⁠ light began to⁠​ dissolve the fog​⁠ covering the battlefield.‌‍

Yuri​‍ murmured:

“Lord⁠‌ Inariel.”

The⁠ field was full‌ of dispersal spells‌‌ that blocked mana‍​ concentration, preventing the‍ use of magic.⁠⁠​

In‌‌‍ such an environment,​‌ the only one​​​ who could use​ it freely was​⁠ Inariel, wielder of​ the unique magical‌‍​ technique Immutable Mana‌‍​ Formula.

The‍‍⁠ miracle he created‌‍‍ purified the air‌ in the entire⁠ area. Only then⁠​ could Yuri see​ into the distance.⁠⁠⁠

But​ what he saw‍ was far from​⁠⁠ pleasant.

“Damn‌‌ it…”

He​‍ spun Guilty in⁠‍ the air.

With​‍ the fog cleared,‌‌ he could see‍ the tight formation⁠ of the imperial‌‍‌ army.

Not‌⁠ only were there​‌ more giants blocking​ the way, but​ also unknown creatures⁠​​ waiting their turn​​ to attack.

Their​‌⁠ numbers were overwhelming.⁠⁠

At​⁠‍ the sight, Yuri⁠‍⁠ let out an​​​ incredulous laugh.

“Well,‍ they’ve prepared well.”‌

Yuri⁠ killed a giant⁠‌‍ with a single‌ slash, severing its​‌ head. Another giant⁠‍‌ caught the flying‌‍⁠ head, roared in⁠‍​ rage, and charged⁠ at him, but⁠⁠⁠ was also cut​‌​ down.

Then‌ he checked the​‍​ situation of the‌‌​ Anti-Imperial Alliance.

“Fuu…”‍‍⁠

He⁠‍‌ wrapped his sword⁠​ in the power⁠‌ of Chaos. Fighting‌ like this was​ pointless.

There⁠‌‍ were too many.​

If‍‌ he killed them⁠ one by one,⁠​ it would take‌​​ too long to‍‌ reach Cedric. He​⁠​ decided to use‍ the power of‌‌⁠ Chaos to reduce​‌ their numbers in‌‌‍ one blow.

Mana‌ surged violently, shining⁠ with an intensity⁠​ that made the​ giants hesitate.

Then—‌​

[It’s‍⁠‍ been a while,‍ hasn’t it?]

A familiar voice echoed​ from somewhere.

Yuri​ looked up.

Among‍‍ the giants in‌​ front of him,⁠​ a human figure‌​ was slowly approaching.‍

Focusing‌⁠‌ his gaze, she​⁠‌ seemed to be​ a woman.

He​⁠ immediately recognized who⁠‍⁠ it was and‍‍‌ called her by​​ name.

“Katrina.”​

It​​ was Katrina, a member of the‌⁠‌ imperial family and‍⁠​ Cedric’s lover.

He​⁠ had known he⁠ would see her‍‍ again, but not‌‌ in the middle‍​ of a battlefield.​‌‌

[That’s​ right. It’s me.⁠‌ It’s been a while, hasn’t it?]‍​⁠

From‌⁠‍ her back sprouted​​​ tentacles that moved‌ in all directions,​​ controlling the nearby‍ giants. Each time⁠⁠ they moved, the‍‍ giants reacted.

Yuri⁠‌‍ understood that he‍‍ had to kill‌⁠ her.

[I‌ didn’t think we’d⁠‌‍ meet again like​ this.]

Katrina‍‌‍ maintained a relaxed‍⁠ expression, but Yuri⁠‌​ rushed toward her​‌ immediately.

[Will‌⁠ it be like‍ that?]

Her​‍‌ tentacles moved, and‌​​ the giants in​‌ between stepped in⁠​ his way.

Yuri‌ swung Guilty, and‍‌‌ the sharp sword⁠ energy cut them​‍ all down, opening‍‍⁠ a path to‍ her.

Beyond‌ the corpses of⁠​​ the monsters, Katrina⁠⁠ smiled. When Yuri⁠‍ was right in⁠‌‍ front of her,‍‌ her eyes curved‍​​ sweetly.

[Too‍⁠‍ hasty.]

A massive blow sent​ him flying back—the​⁠‍ tentacles had lashed‍ at him from‌ the ground.

The‌‍ sudden impact made‍​‍ him lose his​‌ balance for an⁠ instant. Supporting himself​ on Guilty, he‍ spat blood.

He​​‌ drew a deep‌ breath and regained⁠ focus. Guilty vibrated⁠ in his hands.‍​

This‌⁠ could indeed be⁠​‌ called war.

In​‍ fact, it made⁠‍​ things more interesting.‌‍

He‍‌ aimed his sword‍‍⁠ at Katrina. Perhaps‌ she too was,​⁠‍ in a way,​‍ a victim of⁠ black magic.

But‌ that didn’t matter.​ If she stood‌ in his way,‍ he would kill⁠ her.

The​ sword energy surged​​ powerfully, and with‍‍ the power of​ Chaos, its destructive‌​ force increased exponentially.​

Just​⁠‌ as he was​⁠ about to charge‌‌ at her, Katrina‍⁠ called out.

[Yuri‌⁠‍ Briol.]

Her​⁠⁠ voice was as​​ calm as the‌‌⁠ day they had​​⁠ met in the‌ imperial palace.

[I​ have a favor‍⁠‍ to ask of‍​​ you.]

“What‍ nonsense are you​ talking about?”

[Oh,‌​ why so aggressive?]‍‍‌

She‍ smiled, her tentacles​⁠ swaying.

[You’ll‌ grant it, won’t‍‍ you?]

“What‍‌⁠ nonsense…”

Yuri​ shook his head.⁠‍

But​‌ then, her voice‍‍‌ echoed inside his⁠‌​ mind, soft and‌⁠ secret, like a whisper directly into‍‌​ his ear.

[Kill‌‍ Cedric.]

The‌​ unexpected words made​ Yuri’s eyes widen.‌

Katrina‍⁠‍ smiled and added.‍

[And‌ of course me​⁠‍ as well.]

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