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Rise of the Fallen Kingdom’s Third Prince Chapter 306: Siege (1)

Chapter 306: Siege (1)

Yuri⁠‍‍ continued leading the‍ group from the‌ front.

He​ glanced sideways behind​ him.

He‍ could feel that⁠‌⁠ the black magic‍ energy emanating from‍⁠ the fortress of​ Zveta was pressing​‍‍ down on the⁠⁠ Murim warriors.

The‍‍‍ Anti-Imperial Alliance was⁠ already accustomed to‍‍‍ black magic thanks​​ to previous battles,⁠ but for the​⁠ guests from the⁠ East, this was‍​ the first time⁠⁠ they had sensed​‌ the true essence‍ of the enemy​ up close.

Yuri⁠⁠ didn’t think much‌ of it.

Everything⁠ was fine.

Anyway,⁠⁠ when their lives‌‍‌ were in imminent‌‌ danger, they would‍‍‌ adapt on their​‍⁠ own.

But​ before that, he⁠​⁠ decided to ease​‌ the tension a bit.

“Master.”​⁠

“What‌ is it?”

“Could​ you pass something​​​ on for me?”​⁠⁠

“Say‌ it.”

“Ask​ them if they’re​‍ scared.”

“What?”​

Moyongchan‌ looked at Yuri.‍

“If​‍⁠ they’re scared.”

“Mmm…”​‍

Moyongchan⁠​ cleared his throat⁠ and hesitated for‍⁠⁠ a moment.

Only‍‌​ now did Yuri​ realize that Moyongchan‍‍⁠ had an awkward⁠‍⁠ relationship with other​⁠ Eastern masters. In‍ the past, he‍​‌ had publicly criticized​‌⁠ the Murim Alliance,‍ earning the resentment‍ of many and​‌​ ending up in​ the West. Clearly,​​ he was a rebellious spirit.

“Are​​​ you serious?”

“Of⁠‌ course.”

“Do​‌ you want me‍​ to ask them⁠⁠‌ politely if they’re⁠ nervous?”

“No.‌‌​ Say it in‍​ your usual tone—if⁠‌ they’re scared.”

“My​ usual tone would‍​‌ actually be polite…”​​

“Ah-ah.”⁠

At‌​ Yuri’s insistence, Moyongchan​‌ sighed. He also​ knew why Yuri⁠​ was making this​⁠‍ request.

“Looks​⁠ like, either way,⁠⁠​ when this is​ over, I won’t​‍​ be able to​ go back to​ the East.”

“Anyway,‌ the Blue School‌‍ is already in​​ ruins. Come to​‌​ Briol and start​‌ over. I’ll back‌‌⁠ you up, so⁠ what’s there to⁠ fear?”

“Don’t‌⁠ forget those words.”‌

“Yes.”‍⁠

Moyongchan,‌ who was walking‌ alongside Yuri, suddenly​‍‌ stopped.

The‌‌ other seventeen following‍ behind them also⁠ stopped, fixing their‍​‌ attention on Moyongchan.⁠

Even​⁠‍ Yuri pretended to‍⁠​ be surprised, as‍ if he didn’t‍‌‍ know what was‍ going on.

That‍‌‍ expression was an‍​​ act, but Moyongchan​⁠ spoke nonetheless.

[Are⁠‌​ you scared?]

The​ sudden use of⁠‌⁠ the Eastern language‍⁠⁠ made the Anti-Imperial⁠⁠​ Alliance contingent tilt‌⁠ their heads in‍​ confusion. The Eastern⁠ warriors, on the‌ other hand, frowned.‍⁠​

In​‌ Murim, reputation was⁠‍​ synonymous with life.​⁠​ To hear such‌ disparaging words in‍ foreign lands, and⁠ so suddenly, caused‌ an outburst of‌⁠‍ anger on their​ faces.

Seeing⁠ those expressions, Moyongchan⁠‍ smirked. He was⁠⁠ used to this‍ kind of situation.‌⁠‌

[You‍⁠ look shriveled up​⁠ like soaked rats.⁠‌ Don’t be a hindrance. Just so​ you know, the​‌‌ Western swordsmen here​ have been fighting‍​ these abominations for‍‌ a long time‌‌ while you enjoyed​ your comforts in​ the East.]

When‌‍‌ Moyongchan went on,‍‍ Yuri nudged his‌‍ elbow.

“Hey,‌⁠⁠ what are you​​ saying? Tone it⁠ down…”

But‍‍‍ Moyongchan didn’t stop.​

[If‍ you don’t want​‍‌ to be a laughingstock, conduct yourselves‍⁠ properly.]

The​​ faces of the​⁠ Eastern warriors turned‍⁠ even darker. Yuri‍​⁠ felt he now‌‍‌ understood why the⁠‍ Blue School had⁠ fallen and why‌⁠‌ Moyongchan had ended‌‍​ up in the⁠‌⁠ West.

At⁠‌‍ that moment, Jang‌‌ Yeonghak spoke.

[What‍​ you say is​ true.]

With‌⁠ his intervention, Moyongchan​ fell silent.

[I​ understand you’re saying‌ this out of‍‌⁠ concern. We won’t‌ be a hindrance.⁠‌ And I suppose⁠ you’ve been through⁠ many hardships in⁠⁠ the West.]

With‍‍ his words, the​⁠ tension dissipated. The‌ two exchanged brief​ remarks, and with​⁠‌ the sudden change⁠‌ in atmosphere, the​‍‍ Eastern warriors also‌​ focused on the​⁠ situation.

Yuri⁠‍​ clapped to rouse‍‍​ the group.

“I‌⁠ don’t know what‌⁠ he said, but⁠ it’s time to‌‌ move.”

Before​‍⁠ them, the wall‌‍⁠ loomed imposing.

The⁠ wall of Zveta,⁠⁠ as if sensing‍‌‌ the presence of⁠​‍ the approaching humans,​‌‌ caused the chunks​‌ of flesh clinging⁠‌⁠ to its surface⁠​ to stir, bristling​ with tentacles.

All‌⁠ the creations of‌ black magic fused​‍‍ with the wall‍⁠‌ radiated killing intent.‍‌

“Here.”‍‍

Yuri‌ stopped.

“One‍ more step, and​⁠​ it will start.”⁠

His​⁠ sharp sense could‌⁠‌ perceive the exact‌​​ distance at which‍ the enemy would‌‌ attack. If they⁠⁠‍ moved a bit‍‍ closer, they would‍ be targeted immediately.​⁠

With​​ a glance, he⁠‌ warned everyone, and‍⁠ then he took⁠ the first step⁠ forward.

Surprisingly,​ nothing happened.

Only‌​ the air filled⁠ with hostility so‌‌ intense it was⁠‌​ hard to breathe.‌⁠⁠

It⁠​ had begun.

As‍ they had already⁠‍ coordinated beforehand, there⁠​ was no need⁠‌⁠ to speak about‌​‍ what each had‌‌ to do.

Yuri‍ rushed forward at‌ full speed.

Tentacles​ emerged from the⁠‍ ground, lashing toward⁠‌​ him, but he‍‍‌ evaded them with‍‌ ease.

He​⁠ was so far‍​ ahead that their‌ tips only pierced‌⁠⁠ empty space.

He‍‍⁠ was drawing all​ the attention of​‍ the creatures in⁠⁠ the wall. Even⁠ though there were⁠ several enemies before‍‍‍ him, he only⁠ needed to break‍ through two to‍‌ get inside.

He‌ kept advancing, feeling​​ a tingling all​​‌ over his body.⁠⁠

The‌ air near the⁠ fortress was laden​‍ with something like‍ poison that made‌​ movement harder.

Monsters​‌ atop the wall‌ fired arrows. Tentacles,‌⁠⁠ arrows, and black‍ magic rained down‌‍ on him.

But⁠ Yuri did not‌⁠ stop.

“Scatter!”‍⁠

Shouting,‌ he drew even‍‌ closer to the‍⁠‌ wall. From above,‍⁠ they poured boiling‍ oil.

Yuri⁠⁠⁠ raised Guilty, creating‌‌ a whirlwind that⁠​‌ sent the oil⁠‍ back at the⁠⁠ enemies.

The⁠ screams of beasts⁠ rang out.

Taking‍‌ advantage of the⁠ momentum, he kicked⁠‌ the wall.

Many‌ would call it‍‌ madness—striking a wall‌‍⁠ with one’s body⁠ was almost suicidal.‍⁠‍

But​‌⁠ he was a swordsman capable of‌ wielding the power​​​ of chaos, perhaps‍‍‍ the strongest of‌⁠‌ his era.

His⁠‌ kick had the‌ force to bring⁠‍ down the wall.‌ A rumble echoed.⁠⁠

The​‍ wall sank in,⁠‌​ but it did‌ not break.

It‌⁠‌ wasn’t a solid‍‌⁠ construction, but rather‍‌‍ as if it⁠‍ were part of‍‍‌ a living creature’s⁠ body.

A living wall.

Meanwhile,⁠​⁠ attacks kept raining‍ down from above—oil,‍⁠ arrows, tentacles.

Yuri‍‌​ dodged them all,‍‌ his mind working⁠​ at maximum speed,​ analyzing both how⁠​ to avoid the‌ attacks and how‍‌ to destroy the⁠⁠‍ wall.

“Your⁠‌‌ Highness!”

Jared⁠‌ arrived at his‍‍ side.

“Do​ we climb?”

“Yes.”‍

Yuri‌ nodded.

“Let’s​⁠ go pay our​‍ respects!”

For‌ these masters, the‍‍‍ height of the‍ wall was no⁠⁠⁠ obstacle. Yuri and‍‌​ Jared led the‍ leap, followed by‌ the other eighteen‌⁠‌ elites.

Upon⁠‌ reaching the top,​‌ Yuri was met⁠​‌ with a disturbing‍‍‍ sight—countless strange cocoons⁠​⁠ filled the inside​⁠‌ of Zveta. It⁠ was impossible to‍​ know what would​​⁠ emerge from them.​

The​⁠ wall’s monsters attacked.⁠‍‌

Yuri‍​​ swung Guilty.

Blocked.⁠‌

Yuri​ raised an eyebrow.⁠‍

“They’re‍ not just ordinary‍‍ minions, huh?”

Since‌‌ they were the​‍​ ones defending the‌​ wall, they didn’t​⁠⁠ seem ordinary. An‌‍⁠ intense battle broke​‌ out between Yuri‍ and the monsters,‌ and Jared stepped​‌ in to help.​

Suddenly,‍ the ground shook.⁠​‍

The‌ entire wall trembled‍‍⁠ as if trying‌ to hinder the​ intruders.

“Laurent,‍ Jared. Cover me.”​

Immediately,‍ Jared and Laurent​ positioned themselves beside​ Yuri, defending against‍‌​ the enemies.

Yuri‍‍ lifted Guilty and‍‍​ drove it into‌ the ground. He⁠ felt the entire‌ wall vibrate for‌ a moment.

“Give​‍‍ me time.”

Yuri‌‌‌ activated the Cut‌‌ of the Soul​ and the Heart,‍‍​ and immediately drew‌ upon the power‍‍​ of chaos. His⁠​ entire body filled​ with mana, and‍‍⁠ Guilty began to‌⁠​ vibrate violently.

His‍‍​ body shook intensely—he​‍⁠ was pushing his​‌⁠ energy to the​ limit.

Yuri‍ searched for the⁠​ hidden core inside​⁠ the wall-monster, ready‍‍ to destroy it‍​‍ as soon as⁠ he found it.​‍⁠

“Will​​ you be alright?”​⁠

“Yes,”​‌‍ Yuri said through‍‍ clenched teeth.

“Forget‌‍ about me and‍‌⁠ tell Master Moyongchan⁠ to ask the‍ Murim Alliance what‌⁠ the hell they’re‌⁠ doing over there.”‍​⁠

The‍​ Western elites would⁠ attack the left‍ side of the‍⁠ wall head-on, while⁠⁠ the Eastern elites⁠ would take the⁠‌‍ right. A little‌​‌ farther away, the‍ warriors of the​‍‌ Murim Alliance were​‌​ fighting the enemy.​

Jared‍ relayed the message‌ to Moyongchan, and‌​‍ the latter shouted​ something loudly. His‍​​ voice rumbled in‍‌⁠ the air.

Yuri​​⁠ didn’t know what​⁠‍ he had said,​‍‌ but it seemed⁠‌ to have an‍ effect—there was a commotion to one⁠ side, and the‌‍ monsters’ attention was‌ scattered.

With‌​ his head pressed​ against the ground,‍ Yuri couldn’t see⁠‍ what was happening.‍

“What​​​ are they doing?”‌‍

“I’ll‍ explain,” Jared said​ as he cut‍‍​ down a monster.‌‍

“The‌​⁠ leader of the‌‍​ Murim Alliance floated​‌‍ into the air⁠‌ and suddenly began‍‍‌ radiating light all​⁠‌ over his body,⁠‍ relentlessly unleashing sword‌⁠⁠ energy at the⁠‌‍ wall. He’s not‍​ stopping, and blood‌⁠⁠ is gushing from‍ the wall, wounds‍‍ opening. The monsters‍‌ are trying to​ leap at him​ to stop him,⁠⁠⁠ but other Murim‍ warriors are blocking​ them.”

“What⁠​ a troublesome way‌ of doing things,”‍ Yuri muttered.

Unlike‍ Yuri, who was‌ trying to bring​ down the wall‍‌ from within, Jang‌‍‌ Yeonghak aimed to⁠⁠‍ destroy it from​ the outside.

If‍ one couldn’t control‌ mana with Yuri’s‌‌ precision, that method​‍‍ was more effective,‌ though it consumed‍ more energy and​​‍ carried a higher‌​​ risk of failure.‍‍‌

Yuri​⁠‍ closed his eyes​⁠‍ and sank his‍​ mana deeper. He​‍‌ felt the monster’s⁠ life force spread‌‌ through the wall⁠‌ like a system⁠ of blood vessels.​⁠

Silence⁠⁠‍ descended.

Focusing‌​ like this in⁠ the middle of‌ a battlefield was‌⁠⁠ practically suicide, but‍ he trusted the​ elites to protect‌‌‍ him for as‌​‌ long as necessary.⁠

His​ consciousness wandered inside​ the wall. Then‍ he saw something—a​ radiant light bound​‍ in chains.

It​​‍ was nothing more‍ than a small⁠‍‌ gleam without voice‍ or form, but⁠‍ the moment he‍⁠​ saw it, he⁠⁠ knew what it‍​‍ was.

Life.⁠⁠​

Black‌ magic used humans‍‍ as sacrifices to​ create monsters. This‍‌ wall, too, had‍ been formed by⁠‍‍ sacrificing countless humans‌⁠ to create a monster that, in​‌⁠ turn, reinforced it.​‍⁠

Everything‌‍‍ that lived and‍​‍ breathed in Zveta​ had been created​​ in the same‌ way.

Black​ magic was, at‌⁠‌ its core, human⁠​​ life.

Realizing‌‌‍ this again, Yuri‍​​ felt something surge‌⁠⁠ within him.

It‌ rose between his‌⁠ stomach and chest,⁠ then overflowed like​⁠⁠ a flood, swirling⁠ through his entire⁠ body.

That‌‌ torrent of mana⁠ was injected into‌‌⁠ the wall through​⁠ Guilty.

He⁠⁠ clenched his teeth.‌​​

The‌⁠‍ defense of this‌‍⁠ being, designed by‍ black magic, was‌‍⁠ incredibly tough. It⁠​⁠ wasn’t easy to​ penetrate its interior,⁠‍ but his fury‍⁠ eventually broke through⁠‍ everything.

Once‍‍‍ the barrier was⁠⁠​ breached, the rest⁠‍‌ was simple.

The‌‍‌ mana surged like⁠ a torrent, its⁠ edge ripping through‍ everything in its​⁠ path, until it‌‌‍ reached the monster’s⁠ core deep within‍ the wall.

“Huh?”‌

“Ugh…”‌​

The​​ entire wall shook‌‍ violently, as if​​‍ an earthquake had‍ struck. Yuri pushed​​‌ his power even⁠ further.

“Are⁠‍​ you alright, Your‍ Highness?” Jared’s voice⁠‍⁠ sounded distant.

Yuri⁠‍‌ gave a brief‌​ nod and drove‍‌‌ Guilty in even​‌‍ deeper—only the hilt‌⁠‌ remained outside the‌‌⁠ wall.

“How’s⁠ the East side?”​

“They’re‍‌‌ trying hard, but‍​ it doesn’t seem‌⁠ to be going‍ well for them.”​​‌

“Right?”​ Yuri smirked.

“Tell‌ them to get⁠‌‍ out of the​ way.”

“…Excuse⁠​‌ me?”

“Have‌‌⁠ everyone pull back.”⁠‍

Jared‌​⁠ understood a second⁠‍ later and shouted​ the order around‍‌ him. Before jumping‍⁠‍ down from the‌​‍ parapet, he asked‍ once more,

“Your​​ Highness, can I leave you?”

“Yes.”​

“I’m‌​ counting on you.”​‍⁠

“Go.”​⁠

With​‌ that, all the‍ elites disappeared from​ the wall, leaving​ Yuri alone. The​‍⁠ monsters staggered toward⁠⁠ him, but he‍‌ didn’t defend himself.‍⁠​

He‌ counted.

One,‌ two.

The‌​⁠ monsters raised their​ tentacles to the⁠⁠‍ sky.

And‍ just as they‌​‍ came crashing down—⁠

Three.⁠‌⁠

A crack ran through​​‌ the wall, from⁠ which light poured‍​ out. The monsters​⁠ touched by the⁠‌ light dissolved instantly.‌‌

At‌ last, the entire‌⁠ wall was destroyed.⁠​

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