【The Old Man of the Expelled Inn Unwittingly Dominates Today Too】Although I Want to Lead a Slow Life, for Some Reason the Strongest Beauties Who Hold Important Positions in the Country, and Were Once My Disciples, Gather Around Me Asking to Be Hired – Even Though I Only Taught Them a Little~ - Chapter 20: Sword Saint Alesia's POV- The Power of the Former Sword Saint
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- Chapter 20: Sword Saint Alesia's POV- The Power of the Former Sword Saint
“No!”
I, Alesia, am wielding my sacred sword at the vanguard of the Natol army.
We’re about 3,000 strong against Northmanea’s main force of 10,000. By any standard calculation, the odds are overwhelmingly against us. But—
“Sword Technique! Swift Cut!”
I nimbly into the enemy’s midst and swing my sacred sword horizontally.
A rainbow-colored slash mows down the enemy before me.
If I can disrupt the enemy formation from the front, the rest of our troops can launch a full-scale assault. That could turn the tide despite our numerical disadvantage.
“Ah, truly worthy of the title Sword Saint Alesia! Your skill surpasses rumor!”
“Amazing! The enemy’s falling like flies! We can do this!”
Cheers of surprise and expectation rise from the Natol soldiers.
—It’s no good.
I swing my sacred sword but feel a twinge of impatience. No, it’s more than a twinge.
This won’t work. We lack the overwhelming force to break through.
So far, I’ve been directing minor techniques against the enemy’s front lines. I’ve made some dents, but it’s far from decisive.
Usually, I would have unleashed a series of significant techniques immediately to settle the fight. But I’m limited because our troops are too close to my attack range.
If it were my usual subordinates, they’d take positions at just the proper distances. I could then disrupt the enemy with powerful techniques, and we’d quickly transition to a full-scale attack.
But here, none of my well-acquainted subordinates are present.
I’m forced to limit my attacks to avoid hitting our men.
“Report! The third squad has been wiped out! The seventh squad is split!”
“Damn it! Hold the line! Show them the spirit of Natol’s soldiers!”
As the battle drags on, Natol’s situation worsens.
Damn it! What to do?
I could perhaps penetrate deep into the enemy ranks by myself.
But then my troops wouldn’t be able to follow.
Even I would get surrounded if I tried to take on this number of enemies alone.
What to do? Time is running out.
—You can rely on others.
Master?
No, just my imagination… Master’s words from last night echo in my mind at a time like this. If it’s tough, rely on those around you.
I see—
“Everyone, listen! I’m going to make a big move! Keep your distance from me!”
It’s hard to say how many could hear me amid this frontline chaos, especially when everyone is battling enemies right before them. This may be pointless.
But I have no choice!
I raise my voice repeatedly.
This is the first time I’ve shouted so much on a battlefield, apart from war cries.
Miraculously, it seems like my intent gets across, and the surrounding soldiers distance themselves.
Good, this should do it…
“Sword Technique! Spinning Two Cuts!”
I rotate my whole body, swinging the sacred sword in a wide arc, launching a rainbow of slashes at the enemy.
Enemies around me all collapse at once. As for our side… it looks like we’ve avoided any casualties.
However, new enemy troops immediately take their places, filling the frontline in the blink of an eye.
It’s no good. I still lack the power. I’m still holding back. The Natol soldiers can’t move exactly as I envisioned.
—I need to go all out.
An unpleasant sweat forms on the hand gripping my sacred sword. Just then—
I sense a presence behind me. Has one of the Natol soldiers come near me?
“Captain Alesia! Sorry for the delay!”
A familiar voice—could it be?
I turn around and see my former deputy standing there.
“Eh? Deputy Maul? Why are you here?”
“Ha ha, we got fired! By that damned prince!”
“Eh? Fired… so why are you here?”
“Since I have nothing else to do, I thought I’d assist my former Captain. Plus, if Natol falls, my hometown will be trampled!”
I’m glad he came… even though I’m no longer a captain or anything, he can expect nothing in return other than the defense of his hometown.
“Alright, let’s quickly clean this up as usual, Captain Alesia!”
Suppressing the emotions welling up in my chest, I shout at my former subordinates.
“Everyone, listen! I’m going to use another big move! After that, it’s a full charge!”
My former deputy seemed to have already predicted this, as my ex-subordinates had already scattered to crucial positions and begun coordinating with the Natol soldiers.
This is it! It’s a perfect formation.
——”Huuuuu…”
I take a deep breath and focus my energy on the pit of my stomach.
Incorporating the [Fighting Spirit] that Master taught me as much as I can.
Using my maximum secret technique, combining my ‘Sword Technique’ and Master’s [Fighting Spirit]—
I kick off the ground hard, rushing at breakneck speed toward the enemy’s center, swinging down my sacred sword.
——”One Strike, Two Cuts!!”
A massive, rainbow-colored slash erupts in the enemy’s center.
The aftershock of the slash disperses throughout the vicinity, severely disrupting the enemy’s formation and throwing them into a state of confusion.
“Alright! All units, charge! Protect Natol from the invaders!”
Several hours later, the battle is decided chiefly.
My [One Strike, Two Cuts] significantly disrupted the Northmanea formation, allowing the Natol soldiers to deliver a crushing blow in a desperate charge.
The main body of the Northmanea army is individually defeated, unable to regroup their remaining forces.
“Phew… Northmanea will likely retreat now.”
“As expected of Captain Alesia! It’s been a while since I felt so refreshed.”
“Heh, you’re so inappropriate. We’re still in the middle of combat… huh? What’s this rumbling?”
The ground starts to shake.
The tremors seem to be growing stronger.
“Something massive is approaching from the front!”
“Wh… what is that size!”
The object approaches with a resounding, heavy rumbling.
It turns out to be a colossal golem, unlike anything I’ve ever seen.
The object approaches with a resounding, heavy rumbling.
It turns out to be a colossal golem, unlike anything I’ve ever seen.