The Second Son of The Marquis Runs Away from Home ~ Lacking Talent, He Abandons Everything and Becomes an Adventurer ~ - 48

Chapter 48: Confrontation

(Setsura’s Side)

I moved through the mountains alone and circled around to the rear of the Ozuma army. By now, the separate unit led by someone named Iruma should be arriving.

After a while, a signal flare went up. I took the rusted, unseparable weapon on my back and positioned myself behind the Ozuma army.

…My father wouldn’t want me to use this weapon.

But I have no intention of going back. With hands stained not only by my father’s blood but also by many others, I can’t return to a peaceful life now. So, I will continue to live like this.

“Transformation: ‘Rusty Unseparable Weapon’”

The raging soul and power surged. As I pushed my hair back from my forehead, my horns grew, and elation and impulse began to dominate my mind.

“Ah ha”

Yet, within that, there was also a calm side of me, as if I were observing myself from afar in my demon form.

“Ah ha ha”

Was it because I fought with Berg? Until now, I had thought everything in sight was an enemy, but now I can distinguish between friend and foe.

I was anxious when I heard we would fight together, but it seems it will be alright.

“Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!”

Swinging the rusted, unseparable weapon with all my might, I leaped at the Ozuma army. At the same time, the separate unit led by Iruma charged at the side of the Ozuma army.

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(Shion’s Side)

“A demon appearing at the same time as the Gomon army…?”

I was stunned by the report but quickly began to think. It was common knowledge among Hizuchi that demons should be avoided or fled from as soon as they appear.

However, Gomon was not only continuing the battle but was also attacking the rear unit simultaneously with the demon. This implied…

“Have they tamed the demon?”

In the past, there were countries that sent armies to capture and use demons, but those armies were defeated and the countries that sent them were destroyed by other nations.

Demons were considered natural disasters like storms or earthquakes, and it was concluded that they could not be controlled.

“Is it to this extent…?”

“Lord Shion!”

When called, I turned to see Fudou and Hiruko. It seemed they had escaped from the hole and landslide and had returned.

“We have brought back the survivors from the main force. What should we do?”

“The Gomon army, led by the Black Storm Knights, will arrive soon. I think we should retreat…”

Hearing their words, I hastened my thinking. With Berg showing such traps and movements, it is impossible for him to ease his pursuit.

He will likely lead the Gomon army stationed behind the mountain to attack our collapsed position… If so, there is no time to waste.

“Retreat. Fudou and Hiruko, deal with the Gomon army attacking the rear. I will hold off the demon…”

As the presence of multiple enemies closed in, I drew my twin blades. Fudou and Hiruko also readied their weapons and moved in their respective directions.

Fudou slashed at a muddy arm approaching from the left, but it reverted to mere mud, restraining Fudou’s movements. Hiruko’s water countered the flames approaching in a straight line, but a small explosion occurred.

I deflected the spear approaching wrapped in black wind from the sky with my twin blades, but I was surrounded by plants that extended from arrows raining down from above.

“You would choose to retreat, wouldn’t you?”

A black shadow descended from the sky, a man with sharp eyes staring at me… Berg exuded an oppressive aura that made the surrounding soldiers hold their breath and declared:

“Therefore, I had them dealt with in advance.”

The main camp was surrounded by the bearers of the sacred artifacts.