I must draw my sword immediately!

Chapter 71 Awakening
Just when Lukan was preparing to die.

the other side,
Hector had already prepared his troops and looked solemnly at Lucan, who was constantly tearing away his false facade.

He took a deep breath and, without turning his head, spoke coldly to his cavalry companions:

"You only get one chance."

"We must kill him before he tears off his face!"

Behind him, Knight Warwin's expression changed.
Kill Lucan, that is, make him kill his monarch, Mausoleum?

This was something Woven was absolutely unwilling to do, so he immediately probed and asked:
"Commander, are you going to use that?"

Hector, expressionless, slowly removed the sword from his waist and drew the bronze sword, stained with patina, from its scabbard.
“Wavin,”

"Since you're willing to say something like that, then I'll ask you the same question again—"

“Wavin Hawkins,”

"To whom do you consider yourself a knight to serve?!"

"I," Woven, froze, speechless for a moment when faced with this question.

Before becoming a Macedonian companion cavalryman and swearing allegiance to Hector, he was a cavalryman in the Halicarnassus Cavalry, and the monarch he was loyal to was none other than the King of Halicarnassus, Mausolus!

And at this moment,
The current monarch is about to kill the monarch he swore allegiance to in the past, and with this question in mind, Knight Warwin Hawkins finds himself in a difficult dilemma, constantly asking himself questions—

Yes,

To whom does he pledge allegiance?

"Step down, Woven. I won't make things difficult for you. You are not qualified to stand in this battle formation now, nor are you qualified to bask in this royal glory."

"Lead the soldiers of the Knights who were once from Halicarnassus to the side."

Wavin Hawkins lowered his head, trembling all over. Then, he raised his head slightly and looked at Lukan, who was standing 100 meters away in the field of light, his head covered in blood and his face contorted with rage.

He gritted his teeth and waved behind him.

Soon, more than 2400 of the 3000 companion cavalrymen left Hector's side.

Hector's resolute expression froze as he listened to the continuous rattling behind him.

He thought it would only take a few hundred men, but he never expected that Philotas's influence on the army would be so profound!
But soon, the more serious situation before him made him suppress his shock and anger.

With the remaining five hundred or so true cavalrymen,

Hector's gaze sharpened, and he raised his rusty bronze sword high.
This was a gift from the conqueror king, bestowed upon his father, Parmenion, the Macedonian general who assisted two generations of kings in their conquests.

A Noble Phantasm named [King's Army].

Unlike the King's Army, which truly embodies the grandeur of the entire Macedonian Empire, this Noble Phantasm manifests the power of the King's Knights.

"call"

Hector gripped the bronze hilt tightly, exhaled a long breath, and a long white ribbon shot from his mouth.

He poured all of his C-rank magic, which made him a half-hero, into it.
then,

Sudden!
Point forward!
In an instant,

"—Boom!"

A thunderclap and lightning flashed, and the world lost its color!
Suddenly, the sound of countless horses' hooves filled my ears, and in an instant, my nose was transported to a battlefield filled with yellow sand and gunpowder smoke.

"Ha ha."

Hector's entire body convulsed uncontrollably as this uncontrollable Noble Phantasm frantically drained his magical energy, physical strength, and even life force, causing him to gasp for breath.

Caught between illusion and reality, Hector struggled to lift his head.

Then he saw a phantom, a tall figure standing on the throne of the Divine King, with unparalleled elegance and incomparable power!
He looked up at that figure from behind.

Then one can witness the glory of the king.

Hector gazed at that figure, and somehow, he felt as if he possessed boundless strength.

He straightened his chest, mounted his warhorse, and with all his D-level strength, raised the bronze longsword bestowed upon him by the king.

Standing before five hundred cavalrymen, he mustered all his strength and sang at the top of his lungs:

"All was silent, then thunderous hooves!"

"This body and this soul are the cornerstones of my king's grand ambitions!"

"What we seek is not rest, but to follow the direction indicated by the red cloak—"

Until the ends of the earth, until the other side of the stars!
This is our immortal bond! This is our eternal vow!

Our names—

The king's spear, the king's shield, the king's hands and feet!
Our souls—

It has long been forged in that pioneering cause and engraved on that path of conquest!
At this moment, answer the king's call!
Gathered here, with our sincerity and courage!

"—Liberation here!"

"Tear open the curtain of reality and crush the thorns on the road ahead!"
Reveal our battlefields!
Charge forward, our indomitable military spirit!
Our journey—

That is the scar on the sky!

—『The King's Army (Ionioi Hetairoi)』!

this moment,
"—Boom!!!"

A straight beam of lightning descended from the sky and poured into Hector's body, and into the bodies of the cavalrymen who were standing behind him!

Each bolt of lightning transformed into an illusory knight riding a lightning warhorse!
The phantoms of 500,000 Companion Cavalry covered the entire hilly area.

After the figure at the very front nodded slightly...
A cavalry unit voluntarily rode up behind Hector, filling his quota of three thousand companion cavalry.

And at this very moment,
Hector's confusion vanished, and his gaze became crystal clear.

"Yes, whatever my identity may be—I am the commander of the Companion Cavalry, a knight of Britain, a relative of the traitor Philothas—"

"Even a king with that kind of magnanimity wouldn't mind!"

"As long as my soul forever yearns for her, then I am qualified to stand behind her."

"Looking up to the king's glory, coveting the king's power, yearning for the king's body—"

"And for the king's ambition, I will give everything!"

"So--"

Hector raised his head, looking at the field of light standing in the hills in front of the three thousand cavalrymen, and at the thin, blood-covered figure within it.
"Star Beast, we will slay you here!"

He raised his hand,

close your eyes,

He swung the bronze sword down heavily!

"The King's Cavalry—"

"charge!"

The words fell,

"—Boom!!!"

The thunderous sound of horses' hooves, so powerful it seemed to tear the earth apart, rang out.

Just ten seconds later
All sounds are silent.

Hector opened his eyes and saw that the area of ​​light that had enveloped and protected Lucan, resembling an inverted bowl of light, had vanished.

On the ground, only countless hoofprints of warhorses and charred lightning marks remained.

He took a deep breath, gripped the reins of his warhorse, and raised his four-meter-long lance high.
Lukan, his gaze fixed on the blank stare ahead, suddenly stopped tearing at his face and abandoned the promotion ceremony.

It seems that both they and the other party have already understood.

The battle has come to an end.

"drive!"

He gripped the horse's flanks tightly with his legs, and the warhorse, propelled by his combat skills, transformed into a streak of black lightning, carrying him across 200 meters in an instant.

Hector leaped high into the air on his stirrups and thrust his lance with all his might toward Lucan's forehead!

And at this moment——

"—Lukan!!!"

A ferocious roar, almost silencing its previous sound, exploded out!

"You bastard, you bastard!"

"Die!"

(End of this chapter)