Deep in the hearts of the Bck Lion Knights guarding the eastern gate, despair was slowly rising.

  "Guard the gate, guard the gate!"

  "We're guarding it. It's going to colpse at any moment! That ogre... What kind of mutant is it? It's s!"

  —Bam, bang!

  With one punch, the wood chips flew around.

  With two puhe steel pte on the inside was crushed like a piece of paper.

  In the first pce, sidering that the mutant ogre was much taller thae, it was a miracle that it didn't immediately break apart.

  It was a sight that would surely disce even the bravest knights.

  Even monsters, such as trolls and bugbears, were slowly gathering around the ogre.

  "The others are ing! All members of the 50iment, disperse! Build a defensive line!" "S-what are we going to do about the gate?"

  "Fuck, what are we going to do about it! Stop asking stupid questions and at least block them from ing!"

  In a helpless situation, screams and shouts were heard inside and outside the walls, and the gate was finally on the verge of being ripped off its hinges.

  —Kuung!

  The ground began to shake from far away.

  —Kkiek? Kkieeeek!!! —Kwaang!

  "Chief, the chief is ing this way!" "Whaaaa!"

  The leader of the Bck Lions was running toward his subordinates.

  With each step the man ich-bck armor took, the monsters around him were crushed one by one, and a path opened up wherever his footsteps touched.

  And finally, as the man broke through the waves of monsters and approached the wall.

  —Woooooooo!

  "Chief! It's dangerous! Chief!" "Hey, you didn't even draw your sword!"

  Even the ogre, who had been ign the attack with the aura, judged his preseo be a threat, and tried to drive the man out by raising a huge fist the size of a human torso.

  However.

  —Kwaang!

  With an unbelievable explosion that was the result of fists colliding, the giant monster k before the small human who could barely fit on his knees.

  —Woooooo, Woooooooo…

  "Th, my goodness…"

  "Oh, an ogre with his bare hands. And with just one punch… This, this isn't a human…"

  To the members of the Bck Lion Knights, the new ander who had just taken office was just a vague figure.

  Of course, everyone khat he was strong.

  Sihe inauguration, he has dispyed aremely terrifying aura and made hundreds of superhumans bow down before him.

  However, no one khat he would be this overwhelming.

  What is an ogre?

  With his enormous size and unimagirength, he was a tyrant wh the top of the monster ecosystem.

  He treats trolls that regee endlessly as toys, and rips open lythropes protected by the full moon.

  Even his hide is imbued with innate mystery, so he withstand the sharpest bdes, auras, and magic that twists the ws of the world, all with a firm will.

  His strength is the pinnacle of absurdity.

  It is a mohat must be defeated through 'hunting' rather than 'battle', at the expense of tless knights.

  "Is everyone okay? You held out well despite the dangerous situation."

  Then what should we call the man who defeated su ogre head-on, and with one blow?

  A hero? Or a monster?

  Perhaps even such adjectives are meaningless, but for the Bck Lion Knights, ohing is certain.

  "Just hold on a little longer. I'll finish this soon."

  "Yes! ander!!!"

  The leader of the Bck Lions.

  As long as Wolfgang von Schwarz fights with them.

  The word defeat be erased from your mind.

  When the flow of the battlefield itself ges because of a single man.

  The blue-haired female knight, Agnes, once again had to fa unwele enter.

  A man standing tall among the frozen corpses of monsters.

  He was not in a normal state even at first g was giggling nonstop as if it was some kind , and a dark aura was emanating from the orb in its hand.

  Agnes fixed her sword and sweated profusely at the sight of that ominous sight.

  'Was it all a trap from the beginning? '

  From the western gate, mohat were not individually strong, like kobolds oblins, but rather threatening in numbers, were endlessly swarming.

  No matter how superhuman the knights were, they would get tired if they had to deal with so many enemies.

  That's why Agepped forward to relieve the physical burden on her subordinates.

  The ess she dispyed might have been a little annoying to the strong monsters, but to the weak monsters, it was no different from a wave of death spreading out over a wide area.

  She walked around the battlefield alone, drawing the monsters' attention as if she was herding livestock.

  When enough people gathered, they were all frozen, and then they went somewhere else aed the process.

  By the time the number of monsters who had met their most effit deaths due to Agnes’s imagination had reached fits,

  She had been isoted in the middle of the battlefield, separated from her subordinates without realizing it.

  The battlefield was designed as if the vice-captain was easily able to hahe entire western wall, so the surplus troops naturally moved to help out on other fronts.

  However, despite havied all the monsters around her, Agnes could not easily move to another pce.

  Because a man who was radiating a dangerous aura pletely different from his previous sloppy appearance was standing in front of her.

  “Sir Pietro, no… you don’t eveo use honorifics. What oh have you done?”

  “What have you done? I am bringiru upon those who dared to ignore me.”

  The former ander of the Bck Lion Knights, Pietro de Medici.

  Agnes knew all too well what kind of person he was. He erior whom she had supported for years despite not liking it.

  A worthless person who had used his family’s power to escape to the rear despite being a target for scriptioo the war.

  After itting such a cowardly act, he would have been more than happy to remain quiet until the end of the war, but he boasted of corruption and inpetehat crossed the line and almost pletely destroyed the entire knighthood.

  The author who always walked a tightrope on the verge of crossing the line, but somehow mao preserve his position until the end by using his family’s prote and his natural ing.

  In the end, it seems that he had fallen to a point where there was n back.

  “No matter how inpetent he was, I thought he was at least wearing the skin of a human. I didn’t know he was su animalistik.”

  —Keeeeeek, keeeeek!

  The bck orb iro’s hand. Every time it shone, monsters would scream and swarm from far away.

  That fact meant only ohing.

  The culprit who had attracted a legion of mohat could push aire ty was her than him.

  "Kuuuuu… Still Angkalji, Vice-Captain. After all, beautiful roses have thorns."

  —Churup

  The appearance of the former superior, who was already repulsive, was even more repulsive whehrew away even the mask of hypocrisy and openly revealed his desires.

  Agnes felt goosebumps all over her body when she saw that.

  "That bck bead in your hand. What is that? Have you joined hands with the devil? Or have you been fooled by the nonsense of the traitors? Either way, you are now a traitor. Aren't you afraid of His Majesty the Emperor's wrath?"

  The cold air that was radiating even more coldly due to the intense anger pressed down oro, but.

  He just ughed and babbled in an exaggerated tone, as if he was mog the knight in front of him.

  "Your Majesty the Emperor! Oh, you are truly a fearsome person! But is he here right now? Is his gaze upon me? If so, I would have already bee a corpse. But you are still alive and well, huh?"

  As if he did not feel even the slightest threat from her.

  Pietro, who sed Agnes' entire body with a creepy gaze full of desire, tio talk in a fident tone.

  "Why, it seems that your tongue has grown longer, so you are starting to lose strength. Even if others praise our vice-captain as a genius, I know all about it. It is premature."

  "Hah...!"

  The expression was truly vulgar, but it was true to the words.

  The radius of the cool ess emanating from Agnes was gradually shrinking.

  A maion image that maniputes the surrounding enviro with will. Maintaining it iably es a huge amount of energy and mana.

  In addition, she was the one who single-handedly swept away the mohat had gathered at the western gate.

  There was no way she could maintain the image any longer.

  In fact, since she was forcibly squeezing out all her strength, it was burdeo even tihe standoff like this.

  Pietro, who had bee a knight ander, had barely been able to hahe Auror, let alone plete the image.

  If he rushed at Agnes now, he would be able to subdue her right away.

  The reason he didn't do so, however, was...

  "Why don't we stop ting the days? She'll be whining in my arms anyway. I'm finally going to get to enjoy those enormous breasts."

  "...Shallow brat."

  It was because of the lowly desire he had fnes, stemming from his inferiority plex.

  As the cold air that Agnes was radiating gradually weakened, Pietro took a step closer to her.

  Agnes had already lost her strength and her legs and body were starting to tremble.

  She could never see that disgusting person satisfied, so she stood still, maintaining her posure with only her mental strength.

  She looked at Pietro, who was gradually approag her, with eyes full of hate and muttered as if spitting out a curse.

  "You're the leader who will e to n you soon?"

  “If you are a strong man who will not be able to lose to anyone, he will be able to save her. "

  But it was only for a moment. Soon, a creepy smile, as if intoxicated by something, appeared on his face again.

  "Ah, that crazy bastard? That ignorantly rge and strong bastard. He 't e! I sent a very special friend."

  "What...?"

  "An ogre. A guy with a lot of 'blessings'. He's not an ordinary guy, so he'll probably have a hard time. At least he 't e for a short time. He was made to deal with the captain in the first pce."

  "...!"

  Agnes's expression slowly began to crumble.

  Pietro's expression was too fident to be sidered nonsense.

  'No... '

  That creepy bck aura.

  It made Pietro, eaker than her, into a powerful force that could not be ignored in just a few weeks.

  What if the ogre, who was already a powerful monster, was strengthened by that?

  Of course, even if that were the case, Wolfgang wouldn't lose, but it would take a siderable amount of time to deal with him as he said.

  "I'm getting tired of pying with him now."

  "Get out! If you e any closer, I'll cut you down!"

  "Keuheu... Women really don't know anything. The way you rebel makes men burn even more."

  As Pietro's filthy body approached, Agnes put away her thoughts that had beeaningless and instead swung her sword with all her might.

  —Thump!

  Pietro's bare hand, which was flowing with dark energy, blocked her so easily.

  "W-what!"

  "Fuck, why are you buying it so expensively? You're not a virgin anymore since you've already given it to that bastard. You were ughing openly the first time you saw him. I told you not to kill him. Let's go easy on him, Vice-Captain."

  Agried her best to tear off the grip of the guy who started to babble in ear, but.

  Even the bergy that resisted even the Auror could not be pierced with just a little bit of strength.

  —Snap!

  Just like that, the bde that was grabbed by the guy broke helplessly.

  "Just touch me with even one fiip. I'll bite your tongue right away."

  "Oh, don't worry. You won't die if you bite your tongue."

  "Then I'll just explode the Auror and burst your heart. I'd rather die than be held by you."

  "You... crazy bitch! I'll let you go!"

  When the rebellion gradually lost its meaning and tinued pitifully.

  "Stop being a jerk and just be quiet..."

  —Crack!

  With an eerie crag sound that should never e from a human body, the head of the fool who had been corrupted by petty desires flew into the air, scattering flesh and brain matter.