Survival Story of a Sword King in a Fantasy World

Fieldrocks Great Battle (3)

His Gigant drew a red trajectory. With each contact, severed limbs fluttered everywhere randomly.

“Gasp!”

“Ugh!”

It took less than a few minutes for the twenty Akhtarun’s Aliens to be reduced to less than half of their original number.

Leaving behind the fallen companions, the Aliens despaired.

“Damn it…”

“There’s no room to pierce through at all…”

Ryu Han-bin of the past had been full of gaps. He had just overcome his shortcomings with overwhelming physical ability.

But at that moment, he had become different.

There were no longer any openings in his stance.

At least level 100 beings wouldn’t be able to pierce through his defenses.

Now he, too, was getting closer to becoming the perfect fighter!

In the beginning, he was just a ‘dog catcher,’ but at that moment, he had proven himself to be a great ‘fighter.’

“You know the odds are stacked against you.”

Han-bin slid down the edge of his sword.

“Surrender, and I’ll save your life.”

Aliens looked at each other and paused.

Ryu Han-bin smiled.

“What? You don’t believe me?”

It didn’t seem to be the case.

They opened their mouths with a bitter look.

“We know the rumor that the new Sword King avoids murder.”

“Maybe it’s from the bottom of your heart…”

Nevertheless, they showed murderous spirits again.

They held their swords up, grabbed their wands, started casting, and pulled up everything they had.

“But we’re not even allowed to surrender.”

“Honestly, I would have surrendered if possible, damn it!”

They didn’t subdue their fighting spirit.

Han-bin narrowed his eyes.

‘Oh, so you know the truth, don’t you?’

* * *

A long time ago, Ryu Han-bin wondered why the Top Three didn’t inform the Aliens whom they had forbidden that they would die if they surrendered.

No matter how hard he thought about it, there seemed to be no benefit from keeping it secret.

He had overpowered Hollien, so he asked her.

“Why did you hide from the Aliens of Akhtarun the fact that if they surrendered, the ban would be activated?”

Hollien’s answer was indeed far beyond expectations.

“… We didn’t tell them that?”

Her eyes widened as if she had never heard of it before and soon clicked her tongue as she recalled.

“Oh, come to think of it, I didn’t tell them.”

How great was that answer at the time?

‘It turns out it’s all for a ridiculous reason.’

It was a matter for those who sat on the top and used their jaws to pull people together.

They wanted others to understand the situation even though they wanted others to talk like crap.

‘Now you’ve taught them that surrendering meant death.’

Full of fighting spirit, the Aliens shouted.

“You must be strong!”

“But we haven’t lost yet!”

It wasn’t just baseless confidence.

Other corps away from the battlefield also raised a continuous signal.

“We’ve surrounded the Sword King!”

“Come on, send in extra troops!”

From the west and east, dozens of Golem steeds were running towards him again.

Despite the distance being too far to check the level, Ryu Han-bin was convinced.

‘They’re also Aliens.’

Aliens who lived in hiding were seemingly indistinguishable from Latnains. Everyone had their personalities as they had lived their own lives were different lives.

But Aliens from Akhtarun were different.

Based on the same Guidelines, they had spent decades fighting the same monsters in the same dungeon.

Inevitably, everyone had become similar.

Just by observing their movements, it was easy to detect them.

‘The numbers are… about 40? I don’t know exactly.’

Regardless, if they joined the Aliens in front of him, there would be over 50.

They never surrendered. They fought to the death!

A Magic Swordsman, who used twin swords, shouted triumphantly.

“No matter how strong you are, you won’t be able to defeat several of us!”

Han-bin replied nonchalantly.

“That’s true.”

He was sure he would have to do his best to deal with them.

However, Ryu Han-bin rather pulled out.

Thud!

He increased the distance from them by kicking the ground.

The Aliens’ eyes glowed as they chased Han-bin.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“Do you think we’re going to lose you?”

Dozens of Aliens sprinted through the battlefield and laid siege.

Focusing only on defense, Ryu continued to fly out of their hunting party.

And he smiled coldly, glancing over them.

‘Why would I do my best here?’

* * *

Akhtarun’s Aliens never betrayed the Thunder King or Archmage.

The strong ban suppressed even their soul, and if they disobeyed it, they would lose their lives.

Hence, the Latnains recognized them as ‘loyal insane warriors who spared no lives.’

However, Ryu Han-bin, who had played quite a bit of online games in Korea, had a different sense.

‘You’re not loyal, and you’re not saving your life, are you? It’s just that you can’t disobey orders.’

There was one thing he had realized, thanks to Hollien’s ridiculous reply.

The Top Three, who banned the Aliens, gave crappy orders.

To be exact, they just gave orders as usual.

However, Aliens only followed orders entered into the ban. It wasn’t about moving arbitrarily like loyal people.

‘What’s the difference between that and an NPC mercenary following a player?’

Continuing to flee, he looked carefully at the situation on the battlefield.

There was still fighting everywhere.

Large armies from both sides were mixed up in both walls and fields, spilling blood and letting out roars.

Looking at one of them, Ryu Han-bin smiled.

‘Apparently, the death error that occurred upon surrendering was corrected…’

He suddenly kicked the ground stronger and picked up the pace.

“What about this?”

Han-bin completely ignored the Aliens and raced to the other side of the battlefield.

He blew up, interrupting knights and soldiers, and burst into a roar.

“Ahhhhhhhh!”

The target was Jakel, the old knight, the 8th Corps commander.

“Oh, my gosh!”

He didn’t go after Jakel on purpose.

Instead, he dug up a 10-meter radius around the super-long blade Aura and burned it to the ground!

Boom!

If he got caught up in that, the damage to his troops would be severe.

Being an experienced commander, Lord Jakel made a quick decision.

“Retreat! Retreat! Brace up!”

Of course, a retreat in that situation wasn’t to escape. It was just a realignment for a counterattack.

Jakel’s convoy backed off, steadily keeping their weapons up.

The remaining soldiers also spread from side to side and escaped Ryu Han-bin’s offensive.

So far, it was a normal response.

The problem was…

“Retreat?”

“He wants us to retreat.”

“Good for us!”

As if they had been waiting, about 50 Aliens left the battlefield along with the 8th Corps at once!

“Oh, no! Those bastards!”

Frustrated, Jakel screamed.

“Come back! Who told you to retreat!”

But his orders didn’t reach the Aliens.

No matter how much he shouted on that murky battlefield, it was hard to get across if the one he was talking to didn’t pay close attention.

Furthermore, it was all the more so if he focused his mind on the order to retreat on purpose.

‘He told us to retreat!’

‘I’m going to retreat!’

‘It’s not our fault that we can’t deal with that monster!’

It was no use raising the signal. They were running without looking back.

So determined, blindfolded, ears covered, and eager to escape!

“Bye~!”

Smiling, Han-bin waved to the Alien group.

“I’ve opened up a way for you to live, and of course, it comes out that way.”

The orders received by Akhtarun’s aliens weren’t the same as ‘find and kill the party of the incarnation’ or ‘if you encounter the party of the incarnation, don’t back down and fight.’

At that rate, military action itself became impossible.

Therefore, the Top Three banned the idea of adding the Aliens into the army, saying, ‘Don’t hurt our troops, and obey them if the commander’s order is given.’

‘Obey the commander’s orders, but do not back down if you encounter the Sword King’s party. Ensure that it refers to them even if the retreat order is issued, then figure out the victory or defeat of the war and make the best move in our favor. The ban was not imposed in such a way as…’

‘If you’re Latnains with common sense, you’d never have thought you’d have to make such a complicated order.’

Thanks to that, he was able to defeat the troublesome enemies.

Ryu Han-bin looked forward again, holding his Gigant.

“Well, we still have work to do, don’t we?”

The savage swordsman had a beastly smile.

Lord Jakel and the guards’ complexions turned pale.

“Uh…”

“Urgh!”

* * *

With the performance of the Sword King Felard Bean, Akhtarun’s Aliens fled the battlefield in vain.

Leon Hart also swept under the fortress walls, so both Kaldris and the Mado Kingdom couldn’t attempt to attack the fort properly.

Despite being outnumbered, the Allendia troops were still fighting back against the enemy’s offensive.

But neither did the Kaldris-Rune coalition.

They still had as much power as Akhtarun’s Aliens.

Ancient Dragons of Upper Draconium.

In dragon form, their average level was 110, more powerful than Akhtarun’s Aliens.

Ahead of the elegant beauty, the swordsman with black hair hanging down to her waist, Blight, commander of the 5th Corps, made a polite request.

“Bring down their offensive, Manakiras!”

Although they were currently tied to the Thunder King and the Archmage, the Upper Draconium’s Ancient Dragons had long been a source of awe for Latnains.

However, she couldn’t possibly treat them like the Aliens of Akhtarun.

The beauty answered gracefully.

“I accept your request.”

Her whole body was engulfed in a dazzling light. Soon after, a black Dragon over 30 meters flew up.

A huge shadow covered the battlefield.

The dignified and elegant figure made the soldiers of the Mado Kingdom burst into cheers.

“Dragon!”

“Yeah, they only have a Wyvern at most!”

“We have Dragons!”

Soon after, the Black Dragon’s Breath passed through on the battlefield.

Boom!

Along with the thick offensive, the Allendia Army’s screams erupted.

A magnificent figure who was worthy of being called one of the Ancient Dragons.

However, Manakiras’ innermost thoughts weren’t in line with what she looked like.

‘I have to shoot and get out of here quickly…’

Sure enough, a black Wyvern flew from one side of the battlefield.

‘Who’s gonna let you set it up?’

Bursting into a roar, Effir sped up.

“Growl!”

She folded her wings and flew in like an arrow to take control of the Black Dragon.

Manakiras gave up her back even if she didn’t want to.

The speed difference was so big that there was no time to do anything about it.

She was so nervous.

‘That Wyvern again!’

Of course, the mere fact that she flew fast wasn’t enough to make her grit her teeth.

What would come next was the main problem.

“Turn into a human being, yap!”

That spell, which everything to do with the Polymorph Necklace’s activation, had to be for the rise of Manakiras’ blood pressure.

“Damn it!”

With abusive language, Manakiras became a young woman again and fell flat.

In the form of a human, her level was also lowered, leading to her life fluctuating.

She scrambled to get a response.

-Blink, activate!

She used a Blink Ring, an essential high-level item, to stand back onto the ground without looking back.

After barely hiding between friendly positions, her collapsed pride and shame came weighing on her shoulders.

“Oh, my God! You lowly Wyvern!”

The naked beauty growled.