"Fur ......"

The old mage, who was sitting next to Krylov III, slowly exhaled the smoke he had inhaled into his lungs, and looked at the legendary paladin through the smoke with half-open eyes.

If in the eyes of the nobles, that paladin may be a damn spoiler, because he has repeatedly disrupted the situation of the war, although it seems that the two sides are not partial, and even actually helped the royal army - because the previous royal army command was chaotic and could not be well integrated, once the battle was engaged, then the royal army would definitely suffer heavy casualties.

But no matter what, he disrupted the battle, not to mention, that paladin also threatened them and made them make a fool of themselves in public, which is the most unforgivable thing!

However, in the eyes of Krylov III and the Marquis of Aroella, the paladin did them a great favor.

On the battlefield, if you can reduce the losses, you should minimize the losses, otherwise it is very likely that you will lose the whole battle because of that 'little loss', especially when those cavalry who charge too fast are killed by their own arrows, and the morale of your own side cannot be ignored.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still on the battlefield now, the time and place were not quite right, Krylov III, who was holding back his anger, would have wanted to turn around and scold directly.

That's why he didn't comment much on Grush's behavior just now, and now he ......

"Shut up!"

Krylov III did not reply, and interrupted the whispering among the nobles with a cold voice, causing their complaints to cease abruptly.

"Mr. Oak, how long do you think 'this' will last?" asked Krylov III, turning his head to the old mage.

"Fur ......"

The old mage exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "What that young man is holding in his hand is an 'artifact', a genuine artifact!"

The old mage did not directly answer Krylov III's question, but his words also made Krylov III's expression solemn, "An artifact ......"

"It seems that His Majesty Karl really values him, otherwise he wouldn't have divided a part of his godhead......" said the old mage as he took another puff of his cigarette.

"What?!"

Krylov III's face changed, and the Marquis of Aroela also stood up from Huo Ran, and the nobles who heard the old mage's words looked even more incredulous, and several of them had a look of greed flashing in their eyes.

"Not only that, but there was a bit of a 'priesthood' in that book, so the young man was able to force the war to stop. The old mage glanced at the nobles who were hungry for profit, "The user is not strong enough, and the conditions of use are harsh, this war will probably be stopped for a few minutes, at most ten minutes...... I advise you not to fight the idea of that artifact, even if that paladin dies, His Majesty Karl will take back his divine power, and if he finds out, then you will die. But don't forget, what have you done......"

The nobles who were originally a little nervous about moving were like being splashed with a basin of cold water from their heads, and they calmed down all of a sudden.

"Stop this war, two!"

Grush, with a sad face, made one last attempt.

Unlike what the marquis had said, he knew very well in his heart that he was not a 'hero' at all, because he did not even have a reason or position to stop this war, so he could only say these dry things here.

"Soldiers' knives and guns should be used against the invaders, not against their own countrymen!"

Grush tried in vain, reason telling him that what he was doing would not succeed, but he kept telling himself...... If you don't try, who knows if you'll succeed?

His words were so monotonous and pale, and it hardly helped to face these soldiers, who were in mixed moods, but hoped for glory and wealth.

"Young people, you can't do anything with 'kindness' alone......"

The Marquis of Elfaro's chuckle rang out at the right time, and he could see that Grush could not stop this war for too long, so he spoke at this time, in order to delay time.

It's not just [War Stop], from the very beginning, Grush has already unfolded the [Legendary Posture], even if he has the power of the artifact as support, he can't keep this state for long, after all, he is just a 'legend', even a god can't maintain a 'god form' in the material plane for a long time, let alone a legend.

"'Kindness and ideas alone can save the world' is something like that can only be found in legends. It is undeniable that you are a kind person, a person who upholds 'justice' in your heart, so you are full of enthusiasm and high morale, and you will not swerve until death. ”

The Marquis of Elfaro sighed, the armor on Grush's body turned into silver dust and flew away, and the wings behind him turned into points of light, and his figure fell from the sky, and the [Principle of Justice] temporarily lost its strength and fell to the ground.

Bang!

Grush fell to the ground, smashing the ground into a cracked crater.

He fell to his knees on one knee and slowed the charge, and Grush slowly rose to his feet, and at that moment a gust of wind rose behind him, blowing the flags of both armies into a hunting sound.

Grush closed his eyes in pain, and the roars of the officers of the two armies rang out in his ears: "Release—arrow!"

The mages of the Twin Mages tore the scrolls apart, and the flaming scrolls brought the power of magic into the world!

- [Cloud Mist]!

- [Shadow Wall Technique]!

In an instant, a thick white fog appeared on the battlefield, and a high wall of shadow power rose around Grush.

The first spell of both sides had been released, the arrows had been fired, and by this time, Grush could already hear the screams of the soldiers who had been hit by the arrows.

"Ahh!!h

A thick fog hung over the battlefield, obscuring Grush's vision, and the cries of pain seemed to be in his ears, making him irritated.

Why do humans always kill each other?

Many people have thought about this question for thousands of years, and there have been many answers to this question, but those answers are not incorrect, they are just incomplete......

The human heart is so complex, and humans are better at using 'intrigues' than any other race, even the devils of hell, so there has never been a definite answer to this question.

But there is one answer, in the eyes of Grush, which is correct.

He believes that the reason why human beings want to kill each other is because of 'greed'!

"Kill them!"

"Kill!!"

"Ah!!h

The soldiers on both sides had approached, and the voice echoed in his ears again.

It was as if Grush had heard the cold and merciless orders of Krylov III and the chuckle of the Marquis of Elfaro, both of whom had a trait common to most rulers - 'disregard for life'!

Grush picked up the Principle of Justice and tucked it under his breastplate, and saw the soldiers of the royal army rush through the wall of shadow power, and saw the black army face the enemy with a neat pace.

"Throw guns!"

The officers on both sides shouted at the same time, and the infantry who followed behind the heavy shieldmen took out their throwing guns on their backs, and with the command of the officers, they threw their throwing guns one after another.

Whew-

"Drink!"

The high-throwing spears tore through the wind, and the brave heavy shieldmen raised their shields at the same time, ready to meet the onslaught of the throwing spears.

Grush picked up his sword again!

"I'm going to stop this war!" the holy power gathered in his body, and the shining light suddenly bloomed, and he raised the long sword high, and the light condensed into the sword body.

The holy warrior resolutely swung this sword, and a powerful force erupted, and the [Wind Making] of the Elfaro family's mage group blew away the thick fog, and the mage group of the royal army also lifted the 'shadow wall' that was erected high on the battlefield.

I saw that in the center of the battlefield, a narrow sword mark divided the battlefield into two halves.

Grush gasped and clenched his sword tightly with both hands.

He poured out most of his strength, and now his muscles were trembling, his breathing was disordered, and in a short time, he no longer had the strength to fight again.

He didn't know what it meant to 'fight in one blow, then decline, and then exhaustion,' but he knew that after his troubles, the armies on both sides would no longer have any 'morale' to speak of, and if they continued to fight, it would only end up being a defeat for both sides and then fleeing in a hurry.

If Krylov III and the Marquis of Elfaro had any sense, then they would have suspended the war and had a good rest......

"Go on!"

"Go ahead!"

The icy voice of Krylov III and the relaxed voice of the Marquis of Elfaro sounded at the same time, and the sergeants on both sides heard it.

Grush's mind went blank in an instant.

He watched as the soldiers on either side hesitated for a moment, then raised their weapons again, and he knew that it was really over......

"Kill !!"

The shout from the front reached the ears of the Sorrowful Wind Lords, and Knight Kyle looked at the sky, although there were twists and turns, but the time had finally come!

"Let's do it!" Knight Kyle's eyes changed, and he pulled down his visor.

Knight Lund nodded, took a longbow about his height from the standard-bearer's hand, and put a thick black arrow on the string, and the muscles of his arms tensed, instantly pulling the longbow into a full moon.

Adjusting his breathing, Knight Lund held his breath, and the next moment-

Shout!

The sound was fleeting, and the soldiers did not catch the shadow of the arrow at all, and the arrow had already been fired......

To Krylov III!