The Duke’s Eldest Son Escaped to the Military

Translator: Pai_

While Iron and the knights were busily moving inside the Holy Alliance, the Western Army and the main force of the Holy Alliance also quickly advanced to resume the war.

Unlike their initial reckless charge, the Holy Alliance became desperate to find the weakest point of the Western Front.

"Av, avatars!"

"Damn it! Why here, of all places!"

"They've come to a spot that hasn't been fully repaired!"

The Western Army cursed as they watched the enemy concentrating on the most vulnerable part of the front.

On top of that, even the avatars of the external gods had appeared.

If it wasn't a perfect descent but a half-complete one through avatars, the constraints would be significantly reduced.

Moreover, with the support of the aerial fortress, the constraints would lessen even further.

What if multiple such avatars, with their massive forms, started pressing on the Western Front?

With few Master Levels and an overall smaller number of troops, it would be nearly impossible for the Western Front to hold out.

"C-Commander! The enemy is launching a full-scale assault!"

"It's nearly impossible to maintain the Western Front without Commander Iron."

At the officers' reports, German gave a small nod.

The only reason the Western Front was able to endure the previous battle was one thing.

The ripple effect of the mental image impact created by Iron's battle against the gods.

Because of that, the Holy Alliance fell into panic, allowing for a narrow victory.

But this time, it was different.

"We can't hold."

German knew better than anyone that it couldn't be endured.

However, retreating like this was out of the question.

To abandon the fortresses that were built with a massive budget?

What if those fortresses fell into enemy hands?

Even if the main forces came from the northeast, it would still be a difficult fight.

At that moment, the direct communication orb connected to German lit up.

-Commander.

"You…"

-I'll get to the point, as this is urgent. Just a little longer... just hold out a little longer.

At Iron's words, German furrowed his brow.

"Maintaining the front without you is…"

-I know.

"Even so, for you to make such an unreasonable request… it must mean you have a plan."

-Yes!

At Iron's confident answer, German fell silent for a moment.

Then he closed his eyes and nodded.

"…We'll try to hold."

-Thank you.

As German replied, Iron thanked him and the light of the communication orb turned off.

"You all heard that. We're holding the line."

"Yes, sir!"

At German's order, all the officers bowed their heads and answered.

When the order to hold the front line was delivered to all troops on the Western Front, fear filled the eyes of the soldiers guarding the fortresses.

But deep in their hearts, a resolute determination to die for the Empire formed, and soon their eyes held firmness.

They believed there must be a reason behind the judgment of the famed general who had defended the West all this time.

They gripped their spears firmly, thinking that their death could ensure a peaceful life for the families they left behind in the Empire.

Bang! Bang!

"Stop the avatars at all costs!"

"Fire the artillery at the regular infantry! Use the magic cannons to stop the avatars!"

"The Birdmen are swarming! Anti-air forces, prepare for battle!"

The fortresses of the Western Front began to move busily.

After taking heavy losses in the first battle, the Holy Alliance targeted the still-unrepaired weak points.

The Western Army fought back, but the limitations were clear.

As the avatars pressed in their massive forms, they absorbed most of the firepower fired from the fortresses, resulting in minimal damage to the Holy Alliance.

Even when fortress cannons hit and some avatars suffered major blows, the overwhelming difference in numbers rendered it meaningless.

"T-They're coming!"

"Stop them with your lives!"

As the massive avatars and the Holy Alliance's main forces pushed forward, the determined soldiers swallowed their fear and raised their weapons.

At that very moment, some of the avatars and main forces in the rear of the Holy Alliance were seen hastily breaking formation and retreating.

Such scenes occurred throughout the advancing Holy Alliance forces.

As if something major had happened in the rear, the main forces suddenly withdrew in a rush.

Seeing this from atop the fortress, hope filled the eyes of the Western Front troops.

"We just need to hold until that works! Hold the line!"

"We can do this!"

Seeing a significant portion of the Holy Alliance's main forces break formation, the Western Army gained hope, but the overall difference in strength was still at a despairing level.

Moreover, the avatars could not be handled by ordinary troops.

Just then, the warp gates located behind the fortresses began to glow.

And it wasn't something that happened in just one fortress.

Light began to shine from warp gates at key fortresses across the Western Front, and knights began to appear.

"We, the Northern Knights, will hold off the avatars."

The Northern Knights appeared like a miracle.

As they managed to temporarily bind one avatars, the atmosphere, which had seemed about to collapse, began to shift.

And it was the same elsewhere.

As the Empire's main forces stationed in the northeast began to arrive through the warp gates, hope began to spread across the entire Western Front, which had been on the verge of being breached.

As the overall atmosphere of the Western Front, which had been prepared for death, began to change little by little, hope began to rise from the area that was the most vulnerable, where German had been dispatched.

Kwaaang!

German stood alone against several avatars.

As he was the only Master guarding the Western Front at the moment, he went forward to bind the movements of the avatars, even if it was somewhat reckless.

However, no matter how experienced a Master might be, handling multiple avatars alone was too much.

As he gradually became more exhausted, suddenly, a massive number of beams of light flew onto one of the avatars.

"This is…"

As German turned his head, recognizing the familiar form of the technique, a beautiful woman lightly landed on the ground and greeted him.

"It's been a while. I'm Ariel, Deputy Commander of the Mobile Field Army. I came to assist with the Mobile Field Army Knights after hearing that the Western Front was in urgent need."

"Haha…"

German looked at Ariel with a stunned expression.

The elite forces of the Imperial Army that had warped to each fortress gave the Western Front the strength to endure once again, making the resolve for death in this battle seem meaningless.

"Apologies for being late."

"No. You came at just the right time. I'm grateful you kept such perfect timing."

German chuckled as he looked forward.

"First, let's stop those bastards."

"Yes."

At German's words, Ariel drew up her aura.

Though she had been inexperienced when she first appeared in the northeast, now she had reached the stage where she could skillfully form an aura blade.

More than anything, her sword speed was so fast that it reminded him of the days when Terrion was a Master.

On top of that, the hundreds of silver slashes that brightly illuminated the surroundings were terrifying in their intensity.

'So this is the power of someone who has reached the threshold of Master?'

Watching Ariel, German let out a hollow laugh.

Her power had already transcended common sense.

Though there were still some rough spots in her swordsmanship, she compensated for it with overwhelming force.

The attacks of the avatars were completely blocked by another sacred being of the empire, Aiden, who had joined them, and Gaon Tempest, who had newly become a Master.

In that situation, thousands of beams of light suddenly rained down from the sky.

"…A monster indeed."

Kwaaang!

Thousands of beams of light smashed into the Holy Alliance.

Each time one fell, it shattered the barriers created by the priests, inflicting massive damage.

Even when the avatars tried to defend, it was no use.

Even the stronger avatars capable of contending with Masters couldn't block more than a few beams before being knocked away.

At that moment, a massive lion-shaped aura cleaved through the Holy Alliance in a straight line, worsening their situation even further.

"They've become monsters."

The arrival of the two Family Heads.

It became a disaster for the Holy Alliance.

Worried by the report that the gods had descended, the two Family Heads had come in concern over Iron's absence.

Yet even after their arrival, the Holy Alliance did not summon the gods.

"That's strange."

At German's words, Ariel also tilted her head in puzzlement.

To fight against Grand Masters, the Holy Alliance should have summoned external gods.

But instead of summoning external gods, they merely tried to hold off with avatars.

On top of that, even one of their famed aerial fortresses was still stationed in the rear.

"Commander Iron must be up to something."

"Come to think of it… where is the Commander?"

At Ariel's question, German let out a sigh and replied.

"I wish I knew too."

German, speaking those words, thought of Iron, who was likely beyond the Holy Alliance forces.

The whereabouts of Iron, which Ariel and German were curious about.

He was in a forest somewhere in the western part of the continent.

Kwaaang!

A massive explosion and a descending pillar of light.

An external god had descended from the pillar of light that had been created during the initial assault on the Western Front.

"What a noisy descent."

Iron muttered as he swung his sword.

Kuung!

A white sword infused and fused with divine power struck the descending external god directly.

-How dare you…

The external god became furious upon seeing Iron swat at him like a fly.

-So arrogant! How dare you come here alone... Truly arrogant, nothing but arrogance! The M|V|LE&MPYR team worked hard on this chapter.

"Is talking bullshit your specialty? I came because I could handle it. This isn't arrogance, it's called confidence."

As Iron said that, he raised his aura even more.

Having now reached the realm where he could naturally fuse with divine power, Iron wielded his now even larger white sword and drove the external god back.

Even if the restrictions had weakened, facing Iron with unstable divine power was nearly impossible.

-If I can kill the Apostle of the Lord God here, then giving up a pillar of the formation may be acceptable.

Just as the newly summoned external god muttered those words.

The building Iron was trying to destroy suddenly collapsed on its own, and the power of chaos surged into the sky.

"…What is this?"

Iron furrowed his brows as he looked at it.

He was puzzled that the external god who came to block him had taken down a pillar of the formation himself, but he soon understood the reason.

The chaotic power that surged into the sky clustered above and then fell toward the external god.

"A black shield and black spear, huh…"

The external god grasped weapons forged from the power of chaos.

At that moment, the previously faint mental image power of the external god surged explosively, forming a powerful killing intent in the surroundings.

The god filled several kilometers around Iron with pressure centered on himself.

-Apostle of the Lord God… Today, you will pay the price of your arrogance. In the name of the I, God of War, I shall make it so.

A proclamation from the external god who declared himself the God of War.

But he was indeed emitting power strong enough to be confident in that declaration.

Though there were still restrictions, the weapons made from chaotic power compensated significantly for the weakened divine strength.

A god is a god, even if fallen.

As the God of War was originally in a realm far beyond Iron's current level, even his diminished strength was more than enough to overwhelm Iron.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the God of War launched his assault, Iron was immediately driven into a defensive position.

-This is the price of your arrogance!

The God of War sneered arrogantly and swung his spear.

Iron barely managed to react in time and deflect the spear.

As if expecting that, the God of War pushed in with his shield, breaking through Iron's defense.

It was textbook movement.

If Zodiac's style was built from instinct and countless battle experiences, then the God of War's combat was textbook perfection itself.

Iron's movements were also textbook, but compared to the God of War's skill, they seemed lacking, his actions were beautiful in form.

At this rate, even Iron's life was in danger.

-Planning to run away now? You have no pride… Pathetic!

The God of War mocked Iron, who appeared to be attempting a retreat, reacting to his overwhelming power.

Nevertheless, Iron kept blocking the God of War's relentless attacks, only looking for an opening to pull back.

The funnier thing was the smile on Iron's lips.

-Why…?

How could he smile in such a disadvantageous situation?

The God of War was pondering this thought when.

Flinch!

He suddenly shuddered and glared at Iron with eyes full of fury.

At that look, Iron smiled gently and said,

"Just figured it out now?"

Now not even bothering to hide it, Iron laughed openly as he spoke to the God of War.

"While you've been so focused on fighting me... my friends have been moving. Didn't realize that, did you?"

At that moment, a priest, with a trembling voice, reported to the God of War.

"T-The location of one of the formation's pillars has been attacked! Currently, three have fallen!"

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