Reincarnated as Twins: And Then, I Was the Only One Abandoned - ☆54 The Fate of the Twins ③

☆54 The Fate of the Twins ③ 

“Don’t stop there!! Don’t try to fight!! Scatter in all directions and break through!!!” 

A furious voice rang out. It was slicing through the chaos. 

The knights were jolted back to their senses by the shout. They glanced around before instinctively sprinting forward. 

“Go!! Get around them!!” 

Each one scrambled to avoid Baldorak’s massive, rock-like body as they ran. 

But then— 

—Shraaak!

From the shadows on both sides, soldiers of the defense force suddenly lunged forward once more. 

Yet another ambush. 

“Guaaahh!!” 

Under Kai’s buff effects, the defense force warriors moved with such speed that, to the disoriented knights, they seemed like mere afterimages. Their swords and spears cut through the air in all directions. They felled knights one after another. 

—The collective tactics the knight order had honed over the years were now completely shattered. 

The disciplined, trained formations were useless on this merciless battlefield. 

Trapped in an unprecedented battle, all the strategies they had refined over time had crumbled. Now, they were simply being worn down. Their numbers were steadily diminishing. 

Against the monstrous power of the magical beasts and the overwhelming coordination and skill of the defense force, the knights were being utterly overpowered. 

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After wreaking havoc, the magic bird finally seemed satisfied and began circling above. It paused in midair. Its massive form spread its wings, floating serenely in the sky. It was as if it was catching its breath in preparation for another attack. 

Taking advantage of that brief respite, Passieu finally took in his surroundings. 

The stench of burning flesh and bl00d filled the air. Agonized groans echoed across the battlefield. 

Dozens—no, hundreds—of knights lay in gruesome heaps on the ground. It was turning the battlefield into a vision of hell. 

“Tch.” 

Passieu clicked his tongue. 

“I guess I have to do this myself.” 

Even in the chaos, he hadn’t just been watching as the knights were slaughtered. 

He had been studying the movements of the two flying beasts, their attack patterns—he had figured out a fair bit. 

Suddenly, his gaze shifted toward the forest. 

Unlike the knights fleeing forward, a few figures were stumbling back from that direction. 

“…Did they set something up over there too?” 

He started toward the returning knights to assess the situation— 

That’s when he noticed it. 

Among them was someone completely out of place. 

He wasn’t wearing knight armor, and his gait carried an unusual calmness and confidence. 

As the figure approached, walking briskly, Passieu’s expression twisted in suspicion for a brief moment. 

“…That guy…” 

He recognized him. 

They had taken on a guild request together a few years ago. 

“Well, if it isn’t Passieu.” 

The man, who could almost be mistaken for a delicate-looking boy, greeted him casually. 

“…Abyssla. What are you doing here?” 

“What else? Lilith asked me to be here.” 

“!! Lilith is here too?!” 

Passieu’s eyes widened in shock. 

“Yeah. She said she’s here to stop your rampage.” 

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The chaos at the front lines was clearly visible even from the center of the marching army. It was where Yuhak and the others were positioned. 

“…They seem to be struggling quite a bit. I’ll go take a look.” 

With a casual tone, Yuhak spoke before slipping away from Alexis’s side. He weaved smoothly through the formation toward the front. 

His movements were in stark contrast to the knights’ heavy, disciplined marching—he moved like a cat, fluid and nimble. 

“Passieu is on the right………. then I’ll head left.” 

Sensing Passieu’s mana signature, Yuhak deliberately chose the opposite route. 

As he advanced, the grisly state of the battlefield became more apparent. 

“…Whoa, what the hell? They got wrecked this bad?” 

—The entire area looked like hell itself. 

Columns of black smoke rose from various spots. And the stench of scorched flesh assaulted his nose. 

Yuhak wrinkled his nose at the gruesome sight but kept moving forward. 

All around him, fallen soldiers lay sprawled atop one another. Their bodies were in grotesque disarray. 

“…This is worse than I expected.” 

He muttered with a furrowed brow. He then turned his eyes toward the forest ahead. 

Something was happening there too. 

He could see knights moving through the trees. And even from a distance, intermittent screams could be heard. 

“Looks like trouble over there too…” 

Wanting a clearer picture of the situation, Yuhak broke into a swift, effortless run. 

His steps were quick and precise, wasting no movement. 

“…?” 

—He suddenly stopped. 

A massive mana presence was approaching. 

And it was coming straight for him. 

Before he could reach the forest, the figure emerged. 

A female swordsman with blazing red hair flowing behind her. 

Her sharp eyes and overwhelming presence made it clear—she was no ordinary opponent. 

“Hey there, got some business up ahead?” 

Her voice was light. Yet it carried an unmistakable air of intimidation.

It was a statement that preemptively seized control of the situation, as if to pin him down. 

“Well, well, if you ask whether I have business here…” 

Yuhak shrugged with a smile. 

“I’m just here to give a little punishment to some naughty children who don’t listen.” 

“Wouldn’t the naughty ones be *you* lot?” 

The female swordsman smirked coldly as she reached for her waist. 

—Shing!

With a smooth motion, she drew her sword—a blade emitting an eerie glow. 

Its sinister appearance exuded an unnatural presence. It was distorting even the air around it. 

“Well, this is troublesome.” 

With an exaggerated sigh, Yuhak tilted his head theatrically. 

“I’m not really a fan of fighting, you know.” 

As he spoke, his narrowed eyes thinned even further. It was as if he was carefully assessing the red-haired swordswoman’s strength.