The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

They just forgot one thing.

They went to great lengths to come to this Chicken Village, just to have a chance to transform into a Herald Envoy.

There was a lucky group of people who awakened their emblems with the help of their leader.

What kind of emblem can be awakened, how complete the emblem is, and how much it will help them improve their strength are all like gambling.

But their opponents were genuine Emblem Masters.

"Humph!"

Sigurd let out a cold snort.

The thief's mockery fueled his growing anger.

Alone on horseback, he charged out with his spear and instantly plunged into the enemy ranks.

Wherever the spear tip reaches, there is no enemy who can withstand its attack.

Chapter 188 Crypt Rock Worm

Sigurd's bravery completely ignited the fighting spirit of the others.

In terms of experience and teamwork, they might not be as good as these thieves.

But they're well-equipped!

Behind the sixth team was the powerful Knights of St. Freya.

This alone is enough to give them no worries.

Upon realizing this, the recruits of the sixth team activated their respective emblems and instantly unleashed their full firepower.

Despite having only twenty people, the dazzling and imposing emblems made them appear to have a presence that far surpassed that of their opponents, who numbered several times their size.

"Tsk."

Wiener looked at Sigurd, who moved through the battlefield as if it were empty, and felt a little envious.

Which boy hasn't fantasized about riding a white horse and wielding a silver spear, charging in and out of battle seven times?

Even if we have to settle for second best, being half a body length ahead is not unacceptable.

Samif had no intention of showing any consideration for Vina's unfounded pride and went straight to commenting.

"This Sigurd is indeed a rare talent among the first-year students, and he does not disgrace the Dafner family name. He should have had practical experience in dealing with people before he enrolled."

The phrase "practical experience with people," uttered by Samif, carries a very clear meaning.

Sigurd was a man who had truly seen blood.

“I have this too,” Viner retorted stubbornly.

"You mean killing someone who deserves to die would scare you so much that you'd have nightmares at night?" Samif bluntly exposed.

"No, you're not sleeping properly in the middle of the night, you're just peeping?"

Julian may have a sharp tongue, but he doesn't seem like a talkative person.

Therefore, Wiener almost instantly guessed that Samif had not fallen asleep.

“Anna is awake too,” Samif added, delivering another blow.

She pretended to be asleep, confident that no one would find out.

Others may pretend to be asleep, but they can't hide it from her eyes.

“…I beg you to stop talking.” Vena was immediately filled with shame.

He just wants to crawl into a hole and disappear.

"Look, the situation has changed."

Samif changed the subject.

If there were only a hundred bandits in Kunji Village, there would be no need for a major conflict.

Any single class could be easily wiped out.

The seasoned veteran Sain will not let his guard down just because he has a temporary advantage.

Considering that the burst of power gained through the emblem was unsustainable, Sain, feeling that the training effect was about right, ordered the messenger to recall the sixth squad.

"I can fight again."

Sigurd continued to volunteer to fight for Sain.

He led the sixth team to retreat because military orders were paramount.

His renewed request to join the fight demonstrates his personal stance.

"Okay, then you can go for another push with Class 5."

Sain looked at Sigurd with approval and granted his request to fight.

This time, twenty-one riders and horses went into battle.

As one of the best students in the first year, Sigurd could only manage not to drag the team down.

As if in a deliberate move, Kunji Village also dispatched another team of thirty riders.

One of the bandits who managed to escape spotted a familiar figure in the crowd and quickly blocked the other's horse.

"Big brother, those are the Knights of St. Freya! We can't possibly be a match for them, let's run!"

He was not met with words, but with the sharp edge of a knife.

He died without understanding why his eldest brother, whom he cherished most, would treat him this way.

These thirty riders were carefully selected by Lucien from among the many bandits who had come to join him.

Emblems awakened through special means are all types that directly enhance combat power.

They were considered the thirty most elite men in Kunji Village.

Form ranks and charge.

The whole process was like thirty machines.

"Fifth Platoon, First Company, charge with me!"

Meanwhile, the Paladin Knights on the other side, led by their squad leader, formed a silver wave.

In just one charge, ten of the thirty riders fell from their horses.

When they met again, fewer than ten of the thirty riders remained.

Of the twenty-one knights who went into battle, none were wounded, their swords undamaged and their armor unbroken.

The gap in strength between the two sides is suffocating.

It's not that these carefully selected villains weren't ruthless enough; the only thing to blame is that their opponents were the Knights of St. Freya.

They launched their final charge.

"Something's fishy!"

Wiener, who had been observing the situation on the field, suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Those enemies who had been knocked to the ground and were exhausted suddenly swelled up like Costa when the knights launched their charge.

Even the strongest flesh and blood body cannot withstand this suicide attack.

The St. Freya Knights, who charged into battle twice without suffering any casualties, saw more and more riders fall from their horses in the series of explosions.

The sound of the explosion seemed to be the order for a general offensive.

More and more thugs poured out of Kunji Village. Those with horses rode them, and those without horses charged at the First Company's formation empty-handed.

Having already learned their lesson, the knights dared not let them get so close again.

Sain snatched the lance from the knight beside him and threw it with all his might, instantly pinning five thieves to the ground and sending them flying backward.

As expected, the thief who was instantly killed by this attack also triggered an explosion.

"Third and fourth squads, provide cover with arrows. Second squad, come with me to support the fifth squad."

"Sain said with a serious expression."

With the Knights' exclusive armor protecting them, the Fifth Squad members were not so easily killed or injured.

However, their mounts couldn't withstand the explosion.

But Sayn believed that his opponent had more tricks up his sleeve.

Under the cover of a hail of arrows, Sain led the second squad of knights into the battlefield.

No matter what methods the other side uses, we must first safely bring back the knights of Class Five.

Everything went smoothly up to the rescue of the knights from Class 5.

But just as the two knights, two on each horse, were preparing to retreat back into the formation, the earth suddenly began to tremble.

The sudden change caused even the well-trained warhorses to show signs of fear.

"Get out of the way!" Sayin grabbed the two knights following beside him and jumped back.

A gigantic maw, filled with sharp fangs and dripping with slime, burst forth from the ground and swallowed Sain and the knight's mount whole.

This monster had no clear head; its body was twisted and contorted, covered with rough and hard scales, resembling a worm magnified countless times.

"Crypto-rock worms".

Sain called out the monster's name.

Burrowing rock worms typically live underground and will eat anything they encounter.

Those enormous mouths could swallow up even soil and rocks, and their daily activities alone were enough to create caves and tunnels.

The fact that such a light-hating monster could appear on the surface of the earth is simply too much of a coincidence.

Realizing that it was the strategist who could command monsters who had made the move, Sain laughed instead of getting angry.

"Well done!"

A flash of cold light appeared at Sain's waist, and he had already gripped his longsword.

He moved nimbly among the rock worm's massive body, dodging its fierce attacks while leaping onto its head.

"呲-"

The sword, imbued with sharp sword energy, effortlessly pierced through the seemingly indestructible scales. Then, gripping the hilt tightly with both hands, it pulled downwards with a sudden jerk.

The cave rock worm, which was as tall as a two- or three-story building, was split in two by Saiyin's sword.

Sain shook off the slime from his sword and was about to make some arrangements when the ground began to shake again.

Chapter 189 Coach, I Want to Learn Archery

This tremor was more intense than the last one.

It was as if the entire earth had sunk a little.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Hordes of rock worms surged forth from the depths of the earth. Although they were not as large as the giant worms that Sein had slain, they were numerous.

When the rock worm broke through the soil, it created numerous cracks and deep pits, rendering the warhorses useless.

Ordinary arrows cannot penetrate their magical barrier; even if they manage to pierce it, it's like scratching an itch beneath their steel-like surface.

The Cavaliers, who rushed onto the field with Sain, protected the wounded while resisting attacks, creating a perilous situation for a time.

Even though Saiyin could fight against many, he was ultimately no match for the overwhelming force and could not stop all the rock worms.

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"You're really just watching the show?" Wiener asked, puzzled.