“Shh!”(シィイ！)

Without the slightest hesitation, and without doing any blunder, Willian´s sword severed the head of a black armored s.h.i.+nigami.

“Gaaaaaah!”

Putting away all carefulness he had been paying his mind to until now, he simply madly rushed ahead. He cut through all that hindered him.

“Uh, Darah!”(う、ダッラァ！)

He didn´t have the time to be going after the complete victory he had been preparing for until now. He would barely be able to run through all his enemies in high speed. Because of that, he was continuously getting more and more light wounds and was being dyed in the splashed blood of his enemies and in his own blood.

Willian advanced forward using his techniques, which were elegant and silent, ferocious, and also sometimes rough.

“You, don´t pe kidding me! …Wha?”(この、ふざけ「ひゅ」なっ！　……あへ？)

Despite all things, the power of the sword that was made in Rus.h.i.+tania was very useful for cutting heads. The movements Willian had been using before now were all ones he would be able to cut people with just a simple sword, without needing to use the might of his weapon.

But right now, he was using it to its full potential.

“That guy, is strong!”

That certain man that had no doubts about his superiority smashed Willian´s confidence and made his true [himself] come out.

“I am strong, I am excellent, I am smart I am strong I am I am I am….”

His bottom line was gradually fading away. There was a feeling that Willian and [himself] were getting driven apart.

To begin with, he didn´t have any more intentions on risking himself in this war anymore. It was meaningless after all. As long as he didn´t take the head of a general, there wouldn´t be any meaning to all this. The usual Willian would definitely not do something like this. The usual Willian, who would have been carefully taking measures the more reckless he would need to act was now…

“I am, strong you knowww.”

He broke down. Just with the appearance of the supreme commander Strakules, a man that would act like a machine had been broken down. However…

“You see, I am nee-san´s knight after all. Right, nee-sannnn.”

It was because he had been broken down, and it was because he was now exposed in his true self that he was such a dreadful existence.

“You can´t go flirt with guys more amazing than me. I will eat those kind of peoplee..”

The white beast was dyeing the battlefield in blood.

“I see.”

The scene he watched under his eyes. There was a place in the battlefield that was clearly stood out from others. The one leading the charge at that place was a white beast that could be spotted even from the distance.

“I can see how Haian had been eaten. That guy is on a different level.”

Haian was his own subordinate. He was an exceptional centurion. However, this was his limit. Compared to the white haired boy, while he looked like he was used to the times of peace, now that he released [his self], there was an extremely wide disparity. He had disordered movements and unnecessarily stood out, but even deducting points because of that, his total score was something Haian couldn´t compare to.

“His impression to the soldiers isn´t bad, I guess.”

Him being in the lead wasn´t simply that he was madly running at the front. The reason why the white haired man wouldn´t get left on his own was because there were people following his lead. Similarly to the white haired, those people had also lost their sanity. They were completely influenced by the one leading them, and now were a group of insane people that would madly fight until their death.

“Hm, I wonder what is this he had been hiding all this time.”

All the people in this battlefield were affected by hearing Strakules´ [voice]. That was without distinction between allies and enemies. That was the power of a general; the power of Strakules, the sword of the kingdom. Once the soldiers heard his voice, they would get full of energy, and the weaker ones would lose their strength. However, sometimes there would be someone that would be affected in another way other than those two.

“Whether he is just an insane person or the egg of a warrior, I will have you show it to me.”

Willian, the white haired man. What would the man´s impressions of him be.

“Cavalry charge from the west! It is proba…”

“Strakules, right.”

A big man slowly stood up from his chair. He was wearing white armor and helmet; it was the appearance of a war hero. In paintings, he would be pictured as the G.o.d of war. That was who this man was.(TL note: It doesn´t say where he was sitting… It only says he stood up. Although the word used literally translates to standing up, it might have another meaning -.-)

“General Baldias, we must depart”

The unmoveable Baldias.

It was a man that gave off a strong impression of always being late for doing things, and since the beginning, he had been losing the initiative for having a certain victory. He was characteristic of letting his opponent choose his first move and let his weak point appear, and then, he would lead a heavy attack, making that his [heavy war] method. Because of that style, Baldias owned the t.i.tle of chief general in the kingdom of Arcadia.

“Black gold. Like always, he is such a carefree man.”

“Hey, an unmovable b.a.s.t.a.r.d like you is just some gloomy old man.”

Who would have thought both the generals of both armies would be glaring at each other from their horses as the a.s.sault of the castle was happening. Normally, this was something that would never happen. The reason why both generals expected this from each other was because both were close acquaintances.

“Your second in command isn´t there. I believe he was the one commanding the army at Raconia.”

“Umu.”

Baldias answered with only a few words. Even so, there could be seen weight in them.

“…Will Ostoberg throw away Raconia?”

“Who knows? I am merely some guy serving the military. We have the policy of not putting our heads into politics.”

“Because of how competent you are, you should have noticed how they don´t have the intent to win, Strakules!”

Both of their armies were furiously fighting. Both sides combined had less than a hundred cavalry. But even so, the heat of that battle was in a similar proportion to the a.s.sault at the fort. Rather, it was even more. It couldn´t be compared in terms of brutality.

“It is fine as long as I can take your head, Baldias!”

Both charged at each other at the same time. The cavalry were being ridden by huge men in fast speeds. Baldias was using a long spear and Strakules was using a big sword. Both swung those weapons normal people wouldn´t be able to even hold.

Both pa.s.sed by each other in a flash.

“Ku-ooh!?”(く、おっ！？)

It was a roar that even made both armies falter.

“Guhah!”(ぐはぁ)

“Nm!”(ぬん！)

The two rivals continued to exchange blows. The speed and weight of the attacks were to the point of it being terrifying. The cleanliness of their technique were to the point that the difference completely outmatched those of simple soldiers.

The white and black danced. Without one´s notice, it had become a one-on-one duel. This was also the same as always. Baldias and Strakules were fighting each other. It would be very rude to interrupt them now. There was n.o.body in this battle that lacked those manners. If they lacked those manners, the battle would have quickly become a chaotic war full of death for both armies. Of course, the people that lacked the manners were immediately cut down.

“Why do you act!”

“Good gracious, you just can´t forgive me about that. Many things happened, you see.”

Strong and tenacious. Clever like geniuses. Heavy to its utmost.

“Well, it´s already done. Let´s have fun for now, unmoveable!”

“If you keep playing around, you, who sullies this battlefield, will die!”

With even more strength, both clashed against each other.