Chapter 195: The Attack From The Demon's Main Army (3)

[ Name: Ren Arken

Age: 14

Race: Human

Strength: 400,000 (+4,300,000 [Mana])

Agility: 500,000 (+7,300,000 [Mana])

Vitality: 1,000,000 (+10,200,000 [Mana])

Mana: ~~~

Spiritual: ~~~

Intellect: 700, 000

Unique Skills:

-Magic cards -Appraisal -Evil gaze -Strengthen -Leap -Basic magics -Magic mastery -Grimoire of death -Real Clone [Heavenly Slime] -Eye of Wisdom -Sword God -Fenrir Arken -Reo Arken -Predator of the sky -Wild Beasts Skills -Knight’s soul -Defiler of the banished, Ataraxia -Slime Soul Diversion -Slime technique: Split -Tarot Emperor -Master of The Dragon King, Atlas]

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“You will see the reason why Allomere asked to command the army himself soon…”  said The Galhala King with an unusually serious face that he rarely shows to his daughters.

Claria is slightly surprised at her father’s unusually serious face. Usually, even if they are having a hard battle, her father will still have a broad smile on his face as he expresses his trust to his comrades. But this time, Claria saw how his father stared at Druid Oz that is taking a rest with his eyes closed.

(F-Father…) (Claria)

Claria saw a hint of his father’s pessimistic side.

When the Galhala King shifted his gaze and saw Claria’s face, he realized that he had just shown a face that he shouldn’t show his daughter. But since she had seen it anyway, the Galhala King decided to tell her his thoughts.

“Claria, remember that spar I had with Ren?” Asked the Galhala King.

“O-Of course… It’s the most intense spar I ever saw other than your spar with grandpa Allomere,” (Claria)

“That day, I realized his strength. You see, I used to doubt Ren’s words about him being an emperor,” (The Galhala King)

“E-Eh?” (Claria)

“Even though I heard his story, it still felt unbelievable. But after I fought him and saw the glimpse of his strength, I realized that he’s not lying. His strength is genuine, and if we fight for real, I’m not sure who will win. Well, you’ll definitely support his win, though,” Teased The Galhala King.

“T-That’s…” Claria blushed.

“It’s fine. After that moment, I realized. There must be a reason why the mighty emperor that rules the Everdeen magical forest sends his clones throughout the world. Actually, I don’t really care about anything other than our kingdom. But…” (The Galhala King)

“After facing the demons ourselves, I finally realized. The world is facing a grave danger, and that guy, that Ren, is venturing outside the forest, outside his empire to prevent it. At that moment, I got even sure, he really is an emperor,” The Galhala King stared at his bulky hands.

“If it’s me, all I’ll think is protecting and strengthening my kingdom. But he’s wandering the whole world, lending his hands to everyone. You could say that I finally felt inferior to someone,” (The Galhala King)

“Father…” (Claria)

“That’s why. Claria, I’m asking you to support him who put the whole world on top of his shoulders. And if one day, our kingdom falls into a situation that we will definitely fall… I want you to run together with him to the great forest of Everdeen…” (The Galhala King)

The Galhala King said his words as if he’s going to lose his life soon. His words ache Claria’s heart. She didn’t want it, if they want to run, then she wants to run together with her whole family.

“Remember, I’m a king. I will never run,” Like a clap of thunder, the Galhala King’s voice and words are powerful and firm.

His confidence regains in his eyes, and a broad smile started to reform on his face.

“That’s right, Claria. No matter how an idiot he is, he’s still a king. He has the duty to die together with the kingdom. Well, as the prime minister it means I will need to die too, though. But it’s fine, I’ve lived my portion fully,” The prime minister, Allomere’s voice suddenly appeared behind Claria.

“G-Grandpa!” (Claria)

“Whoa! You’re using your old armor, I see!!” Commented the Galhala king.

The prime minister, Allomere is using a red full armor in his owl form. The sharp blade installed on his beak and his claws look menacing, and his sharp eyes made people who saw it forget his age.

“The former leader of the guardians, Allomere, ready for duty,” said the prime minister with a chuckle.

“Hm… Should I use my old armor too?” (The Galhala King)

“Don’t. Your task today is to look after Claria and the others. And Claria,” (Prime minister, Allomere)

“Yes?” (Claria)

“This will be the first time you saw me leading a great number of soldiers, ready to be impressed,” The prime minister said words filled with confidence that the usual calculating and pessimistic prime minister mode of his won’t ever say.

“So all of you had gathered,” Druid Oz suddenly joined the conversation.

“Hm? you’ve done with your rest, Ren?” Asked Claria as she touched Druid Oz’s left cheek gently.

“Yes, I’m already fine,” (Druid Oz)

“Hm… You’re quite bold, aren’t you, Claria? Hahahaha!!” (The Galhala King)

“E-Eh?” Claria immediately retrieves her hands with a red face.

“Well, Allomere. Don’t fight with Ren here, we’re going to battle with the demons after this,” said the Galhala King towards the prime minister, Allomere as he looked like he’s ready to kill Druid Oz anytime.

(W-Why the hell is he staring at me as if I deceived her…? It’s the Galhala king who started all of this in the beginning! Blame him! Not me!) (Druid Oz)

“Well, I’ve finished measuring the strength of the approaching demons,” (Druid Oz)

“Whoa! As expected of Ren! So? What did you get?” Asked the Galhala King.

“Their strength is about four times stronger than the demons that attacked us before. This is a part of their main army, but they are the weakest ones,” (Druid Oz)

“T-They’re the weakest one?” (Claria)

“Yes. The strongest demons in their main army should be around eight times stronger than the one that attacked us before. I’ve tested their strength with my treants. They have magicians and archers in their ranks, please take that into account,” (Druid Oz)

“Noted… So you’re the one who summoned those tree monsters below, I believe. As expected of you, I guess. I’ll be looking forward to your support, Ren,” said the prime minister as he left to talk to some of the soldiers.

“When will they arrive here, Ren?” Asked the Galhala King.

“They’re marching at a slower pace than the demons before. They should arrive here in 4 hours. You can ask the soldiers to relax at least for three hours, I’ll notify you if they suddenly increased their pace,” (Druid Oz)

“I see… Then I’ll be counting on you,” (The Galhala King)

They waited, and just like Druid Oz’s words. After four hours, the big army of demons finally entered their view.

“The demons spotted!!! They’re coming!!!” Shouted one of the scouts as he flies back.

“In position!” (The prime minister, Allomere)

Unlike the Galhala King’s loud voice, the prime minister, Allomere, gives his command with his usual tone and volume, but it seems that he used wind magic skilfully to spread it to the whole soldiers as it felt like he’s talking at their side.

The soldiers quickly take their position, and when the sight of the demons at the distance got clearer, some of the soldiers finally have cold feet.

“T-They’re marching… In a formation…”

Yes, the demons are marching in a neat formation. Unlike before, this time, there are also archers and magicians in their ranks.

“Don’t fret. Don’t be scared! We’ll win,” (The prime minister, Allomere)

Just like a wave of warm water drowning their cold feet, the prime minister’s words bring back their confidence. Yes, they are the warriors of the great Galhala Kingdom that is famed for their powerful warriors! They won’t let the demons get defeat them!

Druid Oz watched the demons that are approaching from the distance as the fight of his treants with the demons appeared in his mind.

Druid Oz’s treants are 8 meters tall with explosive strength. Druid Oz sent 500 of his treants to the demonic army, and could only manage to kill roughly 9,000 of them.

After realizing the strength and the great endurance of the treants towards melee attacks, the demons opened their ranks and let the magicians bombard the treants with explosive spells.

(They’re sure acts more strategically and more intelligent…) (Druid Oz)

“But well, the one leading the army at our side is also not an ordinary one as well, though… I guess I’ll just let him control the big picture of the battle and just fill in my part perfectly, I guess,” Muttered Druid Oz with a wry smile.

The demons had got even closer, and their huge number finally visible to the prime minister, Allomere. With a pair of cold and calculating eyes, the prime minister that used to be the leader of the guardians let out a fearless smile.

“Ren!” Called the prime minister, Allomere.

(It’s my turn already, huh) (Druid Oz)

“Roger,” Druid Oz takes his stance.

(Now, army of demons, let’s start our battle…) (Druid Oz)