Because God didn't exist.
Over the years, he always despised those silly people who didn't believe in god - if you really
did not believe in God, then how was Priests magic established —— but now it turned out he
was the stupid one.
In front of him, the Monster —— which they called Death Knight for the moment─── drew
closer step by step.
Out of reflex, he retreated two steps backwards to increase the distance again.
His body armor continued to shudder with a squawking sound and the sword clenched in his
hands couldn't stop trembling. The Death Knight was surrounded by a group of 18 knights, but
the swords of all his companions were shaking as well.
Although their bodies were overwhelmed with fear, nobody tried to run away. This wasn't out of
bravery since every single one of them was paralyzed with fear. Their shivering bodies caused
their armor to give of a clattering sound. If they believed they could escape, they would've
definitely started to desperately run for their lives.
── it was because they knew they couldn't escape.
Londes slightly shifted his eyes to look for help.
This place was the village square in the centre of the village. Sixty people were gathered here,
the villagers Londes captured. Londes saw their expressions of fear after looking at them. A
group of kids were hiding behind a high wooden pedestal. They were some children with sticks
trying to defend their parents, but they could not assume a fighting posture and their sticks were
dropping low due to total exhaustion.
When Londes attacked this village, the villagers rushed to the central square from all directions.
After searching through the houses, in order to prevent people from hiding in a secret basement,
they prepared alchemic oils to burn the houses to the ground.
Four mounted knights, each equipped with a bow, guarded the village's surroundings. They
would shoot anyone who managed to escape. This method had been used several times
already and had proven to be infallible.
Although the slaughter took some time, it went fairly smoothly. The surviving villagers were
herded together in one place and then they would let a few of them flee just as planned.
That was what was supposed to happen, but ───
Londes still remembered that moment.
Behind the villagers who escaped into the square, his companion Ilian, who was responsible for
the cleanup was suddenly thrown into the air.
Due to how unbelievable it was, no one realised what was happening. Seeing a well built man
wearing a full suit of armor——although it was possible to reduce its weight with magic, it was
impossible to remove all of it——thrown into the air like a toy, nobody would believe their eyes.
Ilian flew a distance of more than seven meters, landed with a deafening noise and stopped
moving.
In Ilian's place, there was an even more unbelievable sight——standing in front of them was a
gruesome, undead monster, the "Death Knight", which slowly lowered the shield which had sent Ilian flying, stood before them.
After that, the whole situation devolved into chaos.
"Aaaahhhhhh!"
A chaotic scream started to fill the air in the square. One of his companions surrounding the
area couldn't stand the terror, cried out desperately and tried to escape.
In this kind of state, it was hard to maintain their encircling formation and with the high tension it could easily collapse. However, not a single knight tried to flee with him. The reason for that
became apparent immediately.
At the corner of Londes' vision appeared a black whirlwind.
Although the Death Knight had a huge body and it's size greatly exceeded the average height of
a human, its agility was unbelieveable.
His escaping companion only managed to get three steps away.
Before he was able to take his fourth step, his shiny silver body was suddenly cut apart. The
separated left and right halves of his body fell apart in different directions. The smell of sour gas spreads immediately to the surrounding and pink innards were scattered from his cross section.
"Goowuuuwuuuwuuu——"
Waving his corrugated swords around, the blood spattered "Death Knight" roared loudly.
It was a cry of joy ——
Even people who couldn't look at its decaying face were able to see its joy. The Death Knight,
with its overwhelming lust for killing, enjoyed human vulnerability, terror and despair.
Even though their hands were holding swords, no one dared to attack at first.
After recovering from their initial shock, they tried to attack, but even when a sword slipped past
the opponents defence with a lucky hit it was unable to cause the slightest damage to the Death
Knight's body armor.
On the contrary, the Death Knight didn't even use his sword, he just used his shield to send
Londes flying. Not only that, the blow wasn't even fatal.
Death Knight would deliberately show openings, wanting to do nothing more than "tease" them.
It was obvious the Death Knight wanted to enjoy this life and death struggle and showed them
faked vulnerability.
Only when a knight tried to run away would the Death Knight become serious and deal a fatal
blow.
The first knight who tried to escape was Rilick. A good-natured man, but after a few drinks he
became a mean drunk. His head and limbs were instantly separated. They only needed to see it
twice to understand that the Death Knight was not willing to let them escape, so no one dared to
try again.
Their attacks were ineffective and trying to run away meant instant death.
There was only one road left to take and that was to be toyed with until they die.
Although they all wore full-cover helmets that were hiding the faces underneath, but by now
everyone should have realized their fate. These adult men started crying like children. They
came to bully the weak but never in their life would they have imagined that they would suffer
the same fate.
"God, please help me ......"
"God ......"
Several people choking back tears could be heard to asking for God's blessing. Feeling
powerless, Londes almost knelt down as well in order to start cursing or beg for a godly
intervention.
"You, you guys, hurry up and block that monster!"
While the Knight who realized their impending fate started to pray, their prayers were suddenly
interrupted by a piercing screech.
The person who said this was the knight currently closest to the death knight. Wanting to avoid
the bodies of his two dead companions next to him, the way he constantly trembled from
tiptoeing around them was quite amusing.
Londes watched everything with a distressed look and started to frown. Because they were
wearing full-cover helmets it was impossible to see their faces and with their voice out of tune
due of fear it was hard to determine who issued this order. But with this kind of attitude, only one person could be responsible.
Captain Belius.
Londes' expression became twisted.
Because of his lechery, Belius tried to rape one of the village girls and clashed with her father
who tried to save her. After they pulled the man away, Belius vented his anger on him by
repeatedly thrusting his sword into the villager —— he was that kind of person. The only reason
he was able to join this force was because of the gold of his family, which was wealthy and