Chapter 103: A One-Sided Slaughter.
"I had to find out why the Pelican Guards were present that day."
"Few others would remember them and their fighting style, but not me."
"I had seen Lucius Aurellion’s army fight, and it is just as powerful as the rumours say it is."
"But I would never forget the Pelican Guard."
"The men who killed my father."
Count Nidor Parge of Brineyard, a count in the Duchy of Detarnor.
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On the chaotic battlefield, Ralston, whose horse had long been shot dead by the bandits, ran from one cart to the next, hiding from the bloody battlefield.
Ducking a sword its sharp blade narrowly missed Ralston’s head, cutting off some of his light brown hair instead while his bright green eyes reflected gruesome sights of war, spears stabbed men and horses, the blood spitting out into the air until they fell to the dirt where they life-force ebbed away from them bit by bit blood gushing out of their wounds their wriggling on the floor until they turned cold and lifeless.
The rider, a bandit clad in mail, rounded his horse’s back towards the merchant since the start of the battle. This bandit, who was actually an agent of the duke, ignored the mercenary guards who harvested the lives of his brothers in arms, for he had one mission that Duke Ridorfin had given him. One mission alone.
Kill the merchant Ralston Ryemire!
It took quite a bit of time to finally locate the merchant who had lost his horse and began skulking by the carts hiding behind them while everyone else’s attention was locked on the mercenary guards and the excellent combat skill they showed, seeming able to take on multiple enemies at once.