A silvery white glow swirled around Grush, and an artifact called Justice hovered beside him, and he held his sword in both hands, and his shout was clear to everyone.

Immaculate white wings spread out behind him, and the impenetrable bright silver armor made him look like a giant, and if it weren't for the only pair of wings behind him, he would have looked like an admirable Seraph.

The surging power turned into a flame of light that pulsed on the body of the legendary paladin, just like the sword with which he slashed through the rain of arrows, which was the true embodiment of Grush's 'legend'.

The rumors of a legend being able to dominate a battlefield are not false, and if Grush turns the blade upside down, he will be able to strike fear into the hearts of his enemies who face him.

Standing in the middle of the battlefield, between the two armies, with a sword in hand, he shouted at all the soldiers who were stunned in place: "Stop!"

The horses of the cavalry paced restlessly, feeling at peace in the dazzling light, but uneasy at the murderous aura of the enemy, and wanted to flee from the place.

But their owners have tightened the reins so that they can only pace in place and go anywhere.

Several officers were the first to wake up from the shock, and their eyes involuntarily glanced at the communication stone in their hands, expecting to receive orders from their superiors.

But they were doomed to disappointment, because there was silence in the rear, and the nobles panicked when they saw the pillar of light, and the Marquis of Aroela did not give the order, but looked at Krylov III, even if the king was his son-in-law, but at such times, it was still Krylov III himself who made the decision, as a minister, he must not overstep his authority and make decisions for Krylov III.

Krylov III did not speak, but looked straight at the mirror in front of him, as if he was still immersed in the power of the 'legend'.

On the other side, the Marquis of Elfaro couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahahaha...... This young man is really funny!" He patted the back of Fili's hand holding his arm, "I didn't expect to meet such an interesting young man before he died, it was great, but...... It's a shame too. ”

The old maid, who had accompanied the Marquis of Elfaro for half her life, rested her head on the shoulder of her nameless husband, looked at the round mirror, with pity in her eyes, and sighed: "He knows what he is doing, and he knows that if he really appears here, then he will definitely die, but he still appears here, this young man, it is really a pity." ”

"[Legendary Gesture]......" Marquis Elfaro narrowed, "what a nostalgic thing. ”

Shaking his head, the Marquis of Elfaro picked up the teleportation stone and gave an order to his army: "Keep going!"

Although the difference in numbers was at least three times that of the royal army, the officers belonging to the Elfaro family did not hesitate to carry out the order.

"Forward!"

Boom!

The heavy shield soldier put down his shield and continued to move forward with resolute steps with an indifferent look.

Every step they took was like stepping on the hearts of the royal soldiers, and the cavalry closest to the black army on the opposite side was even more panicked and numb.

"Yu Yu!"

The horses neighed in panic, and the cavalry tugged at the reins, but it was difficult to control the horses under them.

"The cavalry is separated on both sides, meet the opposing cavalry, and protect the two wings of the army formation!"

At this time, the cold voice of Krylov III also reached the ears of the knights, and the knights turned happy and shouted: "Your Majesty let us meet the opposing cavalry, separate, separate!"

Having received the exact order, the cavalry also showed the power of their mobility, and they fled from the fiercest battlefield on horseback, charging towards the battlefields on both sides.

The knights on both sides carried long lances in their hands, and the cavalrymen who followed them took their throwing spears hanging on their sides, and with cruel smiles on their faces, they rushed towards the enemy.

Grush's face remained unchanged, and he estimated the distance between the two armies, and quietly released the hilt of his sword with one hand.

"What is 'justice'?"

The paladin's questioning was deafening, and this time he didn't scream with all his might, but he was able to make his voice heard by the entire battlefield.

The Principle of Justice is spreading a glimmer of light, like the soul of Grush now.

Even if it's 'messing around', even if he's a madman in the eyes of others, so what?

Even if he can't stop this war, even if he waits and dies, so what?

It is his choice, which comes from his heart, without anyone interfering with it, without being influenced by anyone.

Whoever his enemies were, could not escape the verdict of 'justice', and in his eyes, Krylov III and the Marquis of Elfaro had become 'sinners'!

However, only the royal army on the battlefield was affected by him, and the army in black armor remained silent and silent.

"'Justice' is different equal to 'justice', and different is equal to 'equality', and if you work hard, you can get the corresponding gains, which is 'justice'!"

Krylov III's face was expressionless, and the Marquis of Elfaro looked and listened with a smile, he wanted to see how far this young man could go.

"If a soldier is compensated for his efforts, even if that effort is 'killing the enemy', then there is no doubt that this is also a sign of 'justice'!"

Some of the soldiers of the royal army couldn't help but look sideways at the 'angel' floating in mid-air.

"My name is 'Grush', and I am in charge of the [Principles of Justice], and as the 'Hand of Justice' under Karl's crown, I should respect such 'justice'—"

Krylov III picked up the communication stone at hand and ordered: "The mage regiment and its escort regiment advance and prepare for battle!"

Marquis of Elfaro also raised his hand and pointed, "The mage regiment advances, wait for the opportunity to join the battle!"

"But!"

The armies of both sides were very close, and the slower archers raised their longbows again.

Grush's eyes were on the rear of the royal army, anger burning in his eyes, "This war is not 'just', when you charge, those nobles will still only shout, the monarch you serve is nothing but a bunch of waste, and what you are doing is just plundering wealth for them who have not contributed anything!"

The charging knights were about to collide with each other, and the advancing mage regiment was already in sufficient positions, and the striding infantry was closer to each other, while the army from the Tempest Leader was still standing in place and showed no intention of acting.

"[Ruling]!"

Grush raised his free left hand and shouted, "[The war is over]!"

At this moment, the [Principles of Justice] burst out with dazzling light, and the panicked nobles were so frightened that they turned on their backs, and the overweight nobles also brought their chairs down in this shock.

Click!

It was as if a voice sounded in the heads of these servicemen on the battlefield.

The cavalry then crossed over, the infantry was forcibly stopped, the archers found themselves unable to pull the bowstrings by half a minute, and the position of the two divisions fell silent.

Nothing happened, except that 'all acts of war' were forcibly stopped.

The attack that the nobles thought did not come, and the legendary paladin suspended in mid-air only forcibly stopped the war.

Krylov III took a deep breath and got up from his chair, he had just sat down not long ago.

The Marquis of Elfaro was still smiling, and no one knew what was going on in his mind right now.

War, stopped!

With the power of the 'artifact', Grush, a new legend, has put an end to this war!

Suspended in mid-air, Grush gritted his teeth, his eyes full of unwillingness.

Because of all this...... It's all just 'temporary'!