Survival Story of a Sword King in a Fantasy World

The Most Powerful Dragon on Latna (1)

The morale of the Allendia forces, which surrounded the gate of Merent Karl, was almost impenetrable and couldn’t get through the sky.

“It’s more than four times the power difference!”

“I can’t believe we won even with that considered!”

Han-bin’s group, the Templar Lords, and the commanders of each corps gathered at the command barracks.

Looking over the emblem at the gateway castle, Sabine Asil murmured, “Oh, the odds were too much against us to win.”

Frederick replied by making a complaint.

“You’re right. I didn’t expect it to work out this well.”

The actual operation wasn’t like that.

It was to rally at Fort Fieldrocks and continue the sit-in strike.

Even if Effir’s mobility was superior and the asymmetric power of the Sword King’s party existed, the power difference was too wide.

If the Kaldris and Mado Kingdoms pushed ahead at the risk of loss, Han-bin’s faction would’ve lost.

Still, they endured as much as possible and exposed the party of the Sword King instead. Thus, Allendia naturally spilled as much power as they wanted on the Thunder King and the Archmage.

Since then, it had been a strategy to bring the two absolute powerhouses to the desired time and place.

It was a close plan like a one-line walk, but they couldn’t help it. The underdog didn’t have a lot of options.

But they had won too overwhelmingly.

Han-bin’s party chattered.

“Why did they move the army so strangely?”

It was still an unsolved question.

No matter how hard they collected information, they couldn’t find an answer.

“According to the prisoners, they started a showdown because they have succeeded in dealing with the Pitch-Black Nightmare…”

“They didn’t do anything.”

“Why on earth did they believe that they had killed Effir?”

Even Han-bin, who personally saw Alterstale’s strange behavior, couldn’t connect Raondel with them.

Since he was such a small guy, wasn’t he out of their league?

Regardless, since they won, they had to keep going. Hence, they ran out of the fort and chased the enemy to the gate.

Of course, they didn’t intend to continue their invasion of the Kaldris Kingdom.

Looking at the map, Angelica smiled.

“It’s suicide by nature.”

Even after their victory, the remaining enemy’s strength was still twice as large as theirs.

With 15,000 troops, they had been dealing with 30,000 people stuck in a castle?

It was common sense that a siege needed three times as many troops as the defending side.

If it were a normal situation, they wouldn’t go after them. They would stay at Fort Fieldrocks instead and get their act together.

“But the odds were stacked against them, and ridiculously so.”

There was Ryu Han-bin’s mega Magic Arrow, Effir’s aerial attack using mobility that was extremely effective, and soldiers’ greatly.

At that point, they could knock down the gates of the Merent Karl and destroy the Kaldris-Mado alliance!

Leon Hart described the operation.

“This is where we defeat them, lull the war, and retreat to Fort Fieldrocks.”

The Allendia forces themselves were still short of power. It would seem natural to retreat again after a great victory.

“We wait for the Thunder King and the Archmage to join the war. The odds will be much higher if we deal with them while they’re impatient.”

Ryu Han-bin looked at the gate of the Merent Karl.

“So, we don’t have to occupy it?”

“No.”

Looking back at him, Leon Hart grinned.

“Break it to your heart’s content.”

“Good!”

Excitedly, Ryu Han-bin clenched his fists.

“Felard, break it!”

And he got everyone’s attention.

“What?”

“Why are you acting like an idiot all of a sudden?”

“Oh, no more casually.”

* * *

The drums rang out. It was the sound of Allendia drums signaling the start of the battle.

Soldiers at the gate of Merent Karl looked, dreadfully, at the approaching Allendia army’s formation.

“What a bunch of bastards, they’re so getting defeated.”

“They can do it. They have never lost…”

Sabine Asil, who rode a Golem Steed, glanced back.

‘Are you not ready yet?’

Far away, he could see a Valtara warrior sitting down on the ground.

Ryu Han-bin was preparing a magic spell as fast as he could at the rear of the camp.

“Complete!”

A magnificent tower of light rose to everyone’s view, displaying excellence.

“First Remodelled Missile, fire!”

With a roar, the Magic Arrow flew through the sky.

Artis, who was watching the scene, wondered.

“What’s the difference from the old one?”

No matter how hard he looked at it, it looked the same as the existing super-large Magic Arrow.

Ryu Han-bin shrugged.

“I’ve been studying a little too.”

Soldiers at the gate of Merent Karl cried out as they saw it flying in.

“Argh!”

“Is he doing that again?”

“Avoid it!”

After anticipating its drop trajectory, they ran away from the place in unison.

As the average level exceeded 40, even a soldier could jump meters, which was enough to be called a superhuman feat in the modern world.

The area had been emptied even before the Magic Arrow fell.

‘Now’s the time!’

Ryu Han-bin burst into a roar.

“Spread!”

Super Magic Arrow suddenly started to scatter all over the place.

It divided into dozens, even hundreds, of ordinary Magic Arrow, covering the entire eastern part of the gateway wall, pouring down like a meteor shower!

Boom!

Explosions occurred simultaneously over a vast range.

They couldn’t even prepare for it because it happened so suddenly.

The soldiers who were caught up screamed.

Han-bin exclaimed triumphantly.

” I can now launch multiple missiles! Hahaha!”

The existing Magic Arrow was beyond reproach, but its area of effect was surprisingly narrow.

That was why he was more concerned with the collapse of the extensive defense itself than the destruction of the wall.

“What do you think? Isn’t it useful?”

“… You’ve always failed to control mana in the middle, haven’t you?”

“Yeah, I lost my mind, and it was pouring out by itself.”

“Usually, it’s normal when magic disappears in the air…”

Looking up at the sky, Artis made a subtle expression.

“… That’s how much Mana you put, man.”

Thanks to that, most of the defense camps east of the gate were disrupted.

In that gap, Sabine Asil ordered the charge.

“All troops, move forward!”

Ryu Han-bin prepared his magic spell again as he saw his troops galloping.

“Second Remodelled Missile, fire!”

Again, the Magic Arrow exploded over the gate and turned into countless rain of arrows.

It would surely destroy the rest of the defenses!

Looking forward to that, Ryu Han-bin watched the war situation.

The reality hadn’t gone as expected.

The enemy soldiers bounced off all the pouring arrow rain.

“Huh! It’s just a normal magic arrow!”

“I can block this!”

The knights held on with their armor, and the soldiers held up shields and defended.

“Huh? It’s not working.”

Looking back at the absent-minded Han-bin, Artis told him off.

“Hey, because Mana was united, it was so destructive that no one could stop it.”

It was no different from just the wizard unit firing Magic Arrow all at once, as he had scattered all the things back together.

“Our opponent is one of Three Continental Powers. What kind of soldier couldn’t stop an ordinary Magic Arrow?”

Disappointed, Ryu Han-bin scratched his cheek.

“I thought that was a good idea, tsk.”

Meanwhile, the rushing Allendia forces panicked.

Until that moment, The support coming from their rear always did well, but the Sword King suddenly did a stupid thing.

‘What kind of operation is this?’

‘Maybe the Sword King made another mysterious operation, and we are too foolish to understand it!’

‘Wow, my stupidity shouldn’t come back to haunt you!’

That was how the ordinary commanders felt about the Sword King Felard.

‘He’s out of line again.’

‘Don’t trust your judgment and ask me all the time.’

‘Anyway, if it goes well, then it’ll be advantageous for us.’

So far, those were the thoughts of the Templar Lords who knew the real Han-bin well.

As a result, the Allendia army, which was marching, was discouraged.

“Oh, let’s just do what we’re doing.”

Reflecting, Han-bin quickly prepared for the next magic.

“Normal Missile 1, fire!”

“… So why do you shout that all the time instead of chanting a magic spell?”

Leaving Artis’s question behind, a magnificent missile of light split the sky.

That time, he didn’t let go of control until the end, allowing it to fly to the wall without any problems.

Since it was fierce, even the thick walls of the gates couldn’t help but crumble!

However.

Boom!

A golden flash soared from one side of the wall.

It was such a huge flash that it covered his spell,

It hit the Magic Arrow, creating a stir of light.

Boom!

The shock wave became a typhoon and spread everywhere.

Grass and trees in the field laid down in unison, and the ground shook.

It was so destructive that even the advancing Allendia army felt the aftermath.

Boom!

Leon Hart and Kibie turned pale.

“Gasp!”

“Already the Top Two?”

Effir shook her head.

“That’s a Breath, isn’t it?”

She was one of Latna’s Dragon race members and had good instincts.

From that distance, she could read the unique wavelengths of the flash.

“That’s an Ancient Dragon that’s lived for a very long time.”

* * *

A huge being spread out its wings.

Its shadow cast wide over the ground.

The roar reverberated thunderously.

“Growl!”

Its whole body was covered in golden scales strong enough to blunt steel, and the twelve horns soaring above its head glowed softly.

It was a giant Dragon measuring over 40 meters, bigger than the Ancient Dragons they had seen yet.

Artis opened his mouth.

“Oh, my God, he’s…”

He was the one who had seen a considerable number of Upper Draconium’s Ancient Dragons in combat. Nevertheless, most of them were unable to identify themselves.

After meeting Ryu Han-bin, he became a continent-class warrior, and he was an artist who had lived as a Hunter due to the change.

They didn’t have a good enough eye to recognize all the famous Ancient Dragons in Latna.

But he couldn’t have not known about the one before them.

“Light Dragon Nakterion!”

Over 700 years old, the most ancient among all of the Upper Draconium, famous for being the strongest of their race even before the Dungeon and Aliens existed!

“The Archmage has subjugated even Dragons like him…”

He lamented inadvertently.

He was a part of the same race, too. The fact that even the chief of his kind became a slave to mankind couldn’t have been pleasing.

“He was known to be over level 120…”

Suddenly, Artis smiled bitterly.

‘Oh, come to think of it, you’re not much different from me now.’

He was currently a wizard above level 110. It was because he hadn’t realized it yet. After all, he had risen so rapidly.

Ryu Han-bin shook his head.

“He can’t be level 120.”

The golden breath that had smashed the mega Magic Arrow was formidable.

It was too far to check with the Guideline, but he looked to be at least level 130.

“There won’t be a problem as long as it’s a Dragon, but…”

Han-bin’s eyes became fearsome.

“Since he showed up like that, I can’t help but think there’s something about it.”

“We’ll see when we check.”

Ryu Han-bin burst into a shout while pulling out his Gigant.

“Effir!”