“Times of war. The Kings fought in competitive wars of invasion. Due to the expanding human’s territories, the Goblins, Demons, Elves, and Dwarves resisted terribly. From all across the borders, the aggressive Monsters made life on the huge continent impoverish to all. Incompetent rulers and corrupted noblemen, and the brutality of the Monsters all drove lives into those of rotting corpses, lain out everywhere. The fate of all Humans, the other species, and that of the Monsters rested on the battle at the Jagsen Plains, located at Bromba Kingdom of 102 years in the past.”
Weed read the book up to there.
Then the area around him was engulfed in light.
“Kill him!”
“Dirty bastards! Cut up the garbage of the Bromba Kingdom!”
“Elite warriors of the Mapon Kingdom! Fight and win!”
“For the glory of Her Majesty!”
Weed awoke in a place filled with noises. Not only that, it was too chaotic of a place.
Drakes soaring in the sky while pumping out fire; while from a distance, Archers and Magicians were pouring out their attacks.
A gigantic battlefield!
Weed fell in the middle of a large scale battle that was taking place.
“Keulelelel!”
“Hueumcha!”
Shouts from afar along with the sounds of incoming collection of rocks.
Weed thought that mobilizing onto his feet wasn’t a good idea, but that was a mistake. There were giant one eyed Cyclops pulling stones from dug into the ground and tossing them as hard as they could.
Suuuuuuuuuung-kwakwakwakwang!
The stone flew in the sky ripping through the wind, landed on the ground and shattered apart.
Soldiers and Knights who were the unfortunate souls that caught the rocks clamored.
“Please save me!”
The commanders remained undeterred.
“As Bromba Kingdom’s soldiers, die with honor!”
“Don’t let them get slaughtered like that!”
The soldiers were at war with themselves.
Humans versus Humans; as well as the Enchanters attacks.
Along with a massive march of legion of Monsters coming toward them from a distance.
Puhihing!
Suddenly, a white horse was next to Weed.
Though not being able to fly like the Pegasus, it was still a well defined and muscular horse.
The horse stuck his tongue toward Weed’s skull.
Chyabchyabchab!
His skull was slobbered like having a dog putting sunscreen on him with its tongue. The white horse showed a sign of affection towards Weed.
Weed reassessed his situation.
‘I was reading the Knight’s book on the top floor of the Tower of Heroes…then this place must be the Palrangka Conflict on the Jagsen Plains.’
His immediate situation was in one of the fiercest battle on the Versailles continent, the Palrangka Conflict!
Seven kingdoms that held powers on the continent fought at this battle on the Jagsen Plains. Especially those of the Bromba and Mapon kingdoms, who fought as if to devour one another.
At the climax of the Human made battle, the Monsters army intervened. They marched toward the smell of blood from a long distance to be included in the conflict.
Other species were also involved.
The Elves and the Barbarians, who no longer want to lose anymore of their nests, also came to the plains.
Cumulatively, all resulted into this.
Each race, with each respective flags held high, attacked everything in order to live.
Sturdy Barbarians swung their swords and clubs while the Elves penetrated the troops with their emanating bows.
But they weren't secured either. From behind, these species were rushed by Monsters who gathered like the clouds.
In the midst of this battlefield, standing at its center, was Weed.
To make matter worse, there was a girl riding on the white horse that chewed him.
The girl was even prettier than the beautifully grown flower that came from Morata!
She delicately looked at Weed and opened her red lips.
“Knight nim, I believe that you are the one. Please take me to where it’s safe.”
Ding!
The Request Of Princess Remy
The first Princess of a small country on the frontier with a population of 80000 people, Isran.
She likes the sea and wanted to live at home. But she was scheduled to become the Crown Prince of Bromba fifth concubine.
However, due to the sudden outburst and the escalation of the war, the two could not be wedded because the Crown Prince had entered the fray of the battle.
She wants to go home again.
Quest Difficulty Heroic History Quest
Compensation Experience in the combat of History, may become the Hero of History.
Quest Restriction Having gained the Princess’s favor, the Knight cannot refuse.
Weed was conflicted for a while.
‘How should I do this?’
Weed had received a lot of seemingly impossible quests before, but he could see route for each to some extent.
He was in a temporary standstill, so Princess Remy red lips puffed up and spoke.
“For me, there’s no one else but Knight nim. Even now, in your current cursed form; though strange, I can still tell. All I know that it is Knight nim who will help me.”
You Have Accepted The Quest.
Completely option-less!
The quest had just accepted itself.
For the Knights, some of these cases do occur.
Whether it was the frail women, aristocratic women, or their enshrined lord’s will, they could not refuse.
This was a characteristic of the Knights!
‘Terrrrrrific.’
Weed felt the cold wind blowing through his ribs.
He looked around; the place was flooded with Monsters, Humans, Elves, and Barbarians.
One of the most intense battles in history, the Palrangka Conflict!
He was to deliver the Princess away from here.
The beauty and the white horse.
Enemies everywhere!
This perfectly fits into the romance of the Knight.
And there were even the high-leveled fire-breathing monster Drakes.
Along with the fact that the current human Knights who were fighting seemed to be at level 300 at the very least.
The ordinary Soldiers were also formidable. Beings of the warring age, they were high level soldiers.
Not to mention the Barbarians, Elves, and Monsters ranking from lower tier to the top, along with giant monsters, all presented.
Plenty of them, if not at the rank of Lich Shire, were about the class of the Vampire Lords.
Extensive range magic blasts all around; huge rocks flew for a great distance and when lands, dented the earth and ruptured as easily as an egg spattering.
He must work alone and survive while escorting the Princess on the white horse to breakthrough the battlefield, ranging in miles.
END Chapter
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