Solo Eating to Overpowered Chapter 82

Episode 82 〈 Aslan’s Savior 〉

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“It’s been a long time since I’ve been on the battlefield.”

The old man in golden armor smiled.

He turned his head and asked Charlotte, the head of the White Cross.

“How was your battlefield experience? Charlotte.”

“It was terrible.”

“That’s why you’re not good enough. “The battlefield is.”

Oscar drew his sword.

He said with a grin.

“It’s about having fun.”

“…”

“Every time I pass through the battlefield, I feel that I am becoming stronger. I can never forget that pleasure. Above all, you can feel the meaning of life every time you carry out the orders of the Holy Family.”

Oscar quietly closed his eyes.

“When I move according to his commands, I feel joy.”

Oscar turned on the reins.

As soon as the horses stopped, the army of the Holy Emperor Dynasty also stopped advancing.

“His commands are like the words of God.”

His words quietly echoed across the battlefield.

Oscar narrowed his eyes and smiled bitterly.

“He is the Holy Emperor appointed by God, the representative of God. Therefore, as priests, we must absolutely obey and follow his orders. “But.”

His smile disappeared.

It was stained with anger and hatred, and he exuded murderous intent.

“I was unable to complete the mission he gave me.”

Holy power flowed from his body.

A wind of holy power blew around Oscar.

The Holy Knights and priests listened to Oscar’s words.

“There is no mistake twice. I will carry out what the Holy Emperor ordered. The enemy. “If you surrender, I will accept it, but if you don’t, the only option is death.”

Oscar glared at Aslan.

He gritted his teeth until his gums bled.

Oscar raised his left hand.

At the same time, a horn sounded.

The drums beat in rhythm.

Boom, boom, boom!

It was a signal urging surrender.

But There was no response from the Aslan army.

It was a declaration that they would refuse to surrender.

The Holy Emperor said, “

Punish those who do not surrender with death.

“Haim, God of Battle.”

Holy power gathered in Oscar’s sword.

“Give me the strength to subdue the heretics.”

Then he raised his sword.

Holy power emanated from the sword.

“Raise the flagpole.”

The flag goes up:

“Advance!”

Horns sound.

Horsemen on horseback grab their reins.

Paladins wearing helmets draw their swords.

Priests in robes raise their heads.

“Kill all heretics!”

Oscar grabbed the reins and swung his sword.

He ran.

As he began to run at the head, the cavalry around him gathered around him.

The ground trembled and formed a wedge formation.

Along with a brilliant light, the paladins and priests shouted.

“It’s Oscar, the Sword King! ”

“Fuck it, everyone follow me!”

The princes also prepared for battle.

Aslan’s cavalry gathered around them.

“Glory be to Aslan!”

As the feudal lords began to run with their horses, the cavalry followed suit.

They raised their magic power.

“Oooooooooh!”

The cavalry of both forces begins to run.

The infantry followed behind them.

There is no such thing as strategy or tactics.

Their eyes were red and their only thought was to ‘slaughter’ the enemy in front of them.

Oscar radiated holy power from his sword and pulled the reins.

The horse jumps.

“For a prosperous kingdom-!”

Holy power emanated from his body.

“For a prosperous kingdom-!”

“We will slaughter the heretics!”

The Paladins also had intense light emanating from their bodies.

The light of holy power spread in all directions.

Aslan closed his eyes from the intense light.

My eyes and ears were blinded by the light and frantic cries of the paladins.

Oscar smiled bitterly and swung his sword.

* *

“Is it over?”

There was a man on the outer wall whose entire body was in disarray.

There was blood on his head and the clothes he was wearing were torn.

In his hand, the head of the feudal lord he had fought with was pulled out.

Crown Prince White opened his eyes wide and looked at the battlefield unfolding in the distance.

The Holy Knights are fighting the Aslan army, emitting intense light.

Every time Sword King Oscar swung his sword, the earth exploded and dozens of Aslan’s troops appeared in the air.

The feudal lords tried their best to stop him, but the leaders and vice-leaders of each of the five major Holy Knights of the Holy Empire put pressure on the feudal lords.

There was no fight in the first place.

It is an overwhelmingly prosperous kingdom in terms of individual power. Moreover, since they are outnumbered, Aslan’s army will soon be annihilated.

“Wow, that’s amazing. It looks like Vice-Captain Oscar is still in good spirits. “An elderly person over 100 years old is very correct.”

Rather, I feel like I’m more frantic than usual because I don’t know what happened.

Even though I am far away, I feel like I can hear Oscar’s cheerful laughter.

“More than that.”

White turned his head.

Underneath the vast behemoth, the 7th prince could be seen sleeping with the dark elf.

White looked at the 7th Prince with complicated feelings and then looked away.

King Rahamma has fallen on the green earth.

He was a wrinkled old man with white hair, wrapped around a tree trunk.

The 7th prince defeated King Rahamma.

“It feels like it’s been 20 years since I left home, not 11.”

Only 17 years old. The 7th Prince, who had just entered adulthood, not only survived against Rahamma, but ultimately defeated him.

There was no miracle like this.

No, it won’t be luck or a miracle. Allen grew up and defeated Rahamma with his own strength.

As proof of that, wasn’t he using strange powers from the time he attacked the fortress?

‘No matter how fast the growth rate is, this is at a monster level. Even more so than my father, who is said to be the greatest man of all time.’

Have you ever received God’s grace?

White looked perplexed.

“Now that I think about it, rumor has it that the way to identify vampires was also discovered in the Kingdom of the Holy Emperor.”

For thousands of years, there was no way to identify vampires. However, the sudden appearance was like the arrival of a saint or a saint.

Maybe Allen could become a saint.

If so, Allen’s help was needed.

White looked at the 7th prince and smiled bitterly.

“I’m sorry, Allen. Even though I can’t help you, I’m getting help.”

White desperately needed Allen’s power.

To find the child he had been looking for for 11 years.

* *

There is a bloody smell.

The string that was neatly tied to his silver hair has come loose.

His hair is loose. As the silver hair fluttered,

the white sword was also swung.

With a flash of light, blood was sprayed.

Aslan took a breath. It was

a woman riding a white horse.

It was a girl with white armor and a white sword with silver hair.

Like the color of blood . When Aslan looked at the woman with fierce eyes, he felt beauty as well as fear.

They looked at her and said,

“The White Reaper!”

Charlotte swung the sword.

The sword filled with holy power slaughtered Aslan’s soldiers.

When she grabbed the reins and pulled, the horse’s hoof rose upward and trampled the Aslan soldiers.

‘Unira’, known as the descendant of the legendary ‘Unicom’. It was a famous horse called ‘Unira’.

The white horse, with tireless stamina and overwhelming strength, thrashed wildly and crushed the soldiers.

Aslan’s soldiers swung their swords and stabbed with their spears.

“Gaia, goddess of life.”

She prayed.

The holy sword was filled with holy power. Her red eyes glared at Aslan’s soldiers and she swung the sword.

There was not even the feeling of cutting anyone.

Her sharp holy sword slaughtered the soldiers in general.

The blood was on her face . It was written on his face:

“Let’s go to fucking Yebelium!”

“We have to go to the city!”

“Call the soldiers from the city!”

A part of Aslan’s army began to run towards the outer gate of Yebelium where the behemoth was erected.

Aslan’s cavalry escaped at high speed.

“It’s the Hassashins!”

“You should join them.”

“Wait a minute, what are those… who are they?”

It was the Aslan army that did not know the situation on the battlefield.

At the sound of their voices, Charlotte turned her head.

In the large crowd, her vision opened up, albeit dimly.

She could see the figures at the place where the behemoth had been erected.

A dark elf girl and a person sleeping in her arms. A boy appeared.

“…!”

Charlotte took a breath.

A familiar face.

The person she had missed.

The savior and savior of life. The

7th prince of the Seonghwang family whom she had been searching for so long on the battlefield.

Allen Allpoles.

He was there. .

Charlotte gritted her teeth and

tightened her grip on the sword handle.

“Stop the Paladin!”

“Stop the White Reaper!”

Aslan’s soldiers surrounded and rushed in from all directions.

From infantry to cavalry necromancers. They

all clung to her tenaciously.

Swords and spears flew in.

Their eyes flashed and they exuded a thick, murderous spirit.

Charlotte shouted at Aslan’s warriors. He uttered these words:

“Get out of the way.”

With a cold-blooded voice, holy power erupted from Charlotte’s body.

A white aura swirled from the sword she was holding.

Charlotte raised her holy power.

The white horse riding her, Yunira, also reacted to the holy power.

An explosion occurred.

Holy power . The Aslan soldiers were thrown away by the explosion.

The blood of the Aslan warriors with their limbs cut off was scattered.

All the paladins and Aslan warriors on the battlefield were shocked and looked at each other.

Death was sprinkled around her like a white grim reaper. .

The limbs of many Aslan soldiers were cut off and fell off.

Even Harman, who participated in the battlefield, could see this.

“Oh no!”

Charlotte has lost her temper and is running wild. She

also came to the attention of Aslan’s army.

Many people attacked her.

At that time, she stirred up the battlefield with the words,

“Unira!”

Harman nodded at the paladin’s call,

“Everyone gather around. “Protect the leader of the White Cross!”

The paladins gathered at Harman’s shout.

They separated the Aslan soldiers and headed towards where Charlotte was.

Swords and spears fly.

Her cheek was cut and the horse she was riding, Yunira, was stabbed with a spear.

Still, there is no hesitation.

“I said get out of the way!”

There were words in her cries.

Break through dozens or hundreds of sieges.

I grit my teeth.

The armor given by the imperial family is scratched, cut, and broken.

Blood oozed out.

Little by little, she broke through Aslan’s army and ran across the land.

“…!”

Aslan’s warriors retreated.

I got scared and started avoiding her.

When the road opened, Charlotte rode her horse.

The Aslan cavalry heading towards the outer gate was pursued from behind.

As Charlotte injected holy power, Yunira’s horse’s hooves stepped on the ground even faster.

The horse that served its master ran fiercely.

“Ha, it’s the White Reaper!”

Aslan’s cavalry turned white.

Although they were skilled warriors, the White Reaper was an object of fear even for them.

Because the inaction that occurred a moment ago was never something a human could do.

“FUCK AAAAAAAH!”

The cavalrymen, who thought they could not escape, twisted their reins and ran toward Charlotte.

They wielded long spears.

Charlotte bounced and dodged the hail of spears and cut down Aslan’s cavalry one by one.

“Fuck shit shit! Hashashins. What on earth are you doing? Kill the White Reaper. “That bitch is a monster!”

Aslan’s cavalry arrived right in front of the behemoth.

He shouted loudly, but the Hashashins did not move.

Rather, they looked at the cavalryman and then looked behind him.

The cavalryman felt a chill under the gaze of the Hasashins.

I felt a stampede behind me along with the sound of horses’ hooves.

When Aslan’s horseman tried to turn his head, his head was cut and he was sent flying.

The trooper rolled forward and fell.

After defeating the last cavalryman, the white-robed female knight turned on the reins and slowed down.

Charlotte took a deep breath.

And then I looked away.

I could see the boy sleeping under the raised hand.

“Ah…”

She sighed lightly. She

slowly got off the horse and started walking.

When the Hasashins tried to stop her, Tinya shouted,

“Stop it.”

The underage gods moved away.

Tinya looked at Charlotte.

Her white hair and armored body were stained with blood. Her

entire body was covered in blood.

But she walked calmly.

Each time Charlotte took a step, she walked away. She felt the weight that had been weighing her down so much being lifted. Her

body was as heavy as a wet sponge, but her heart became lighter.

She looked at the dark elf holding the boy.

The dark elf seemed to be protecting the prince. It was

clear that the prince was He must have been someone she wanted to protect. That’s probably why she wanted to protect the prince like herself.

She looked at the boy.

The energy of her holy power was minimal. There were many small wounds on her face.

She must have used her holy power excessively. Someone else. She would have used strength beyond her ability to protect herself.

Just like when she saved herself, she would have saved others this time as well.

Charlotte stood in front of the sleeping boy.

The boy was asleep.

It was like this every time. She

went beyond her limits and protected others. And like this. She fell asleep.

It had been like that in the past and it would always be like that again.

She swore to be by his side every time.

It was an effort to do that, it was a strength to do so.

But it wasn’t kept every time.

A murmur came to her heart once again.

Her icy expression collapsed.

Charlotte knelt in front of the sleeping boy.

“Head of the Marquis of Herraise and leader of the White Cross.”

She lowered her head,

“The 7th Prince’s first paladin.”

Her voice trembled,

and she raised her voice, trying to hide her emotions.

“Charlotte Herise meets Allen Allpols!”

Her cries echoed.

It was a struggle to hide the sound of crying as much as possible.

Harman, who came running late, looked at her.

He stood silently and then walked away while looking at the 7th prince.

The Holy Knights followed behind.

They all knelt and bowed their heads. The paladins also raised

their voices and showed respect.

It was the only way to hide the girl’s sobs.

Charlotte stretched out her hand.

She gently held the 7th prince’s hand.

Now it was time for the 7th prince to return. .

To his hometown, Seonghwangbeopguk.

* *

“Jin, you really are the prince.”

Hans opened his mouth wide.

Rupel, who was next to him, was relieved as if he had survived.

Now that the Holy Knights have arrived, he too will be able to return to the Holy Kingdom.

“Wow, that’s good. He really survived.”

Rupel was relieved and approached the Holy Knights who were paying respect to the 7th Prince.

There was no need to be discouraged anymore.

A strong background to support him was gathered here.

Also, the situation on the battlefield was overwhelming in the Holy Emperor’s Kingdom.

Now go home. The only thing left to do is to return.

All you have to do is live comfortably as a prince.

Rupel said in a flirtatious manner,

“Harman, vice-captain of the Holy Cross! I’m here at the right time. Escort me right now. And…”

At that time, Charlotte raised her head. “Lord Harman.

”

Rupel looked at her in shock.

He was displeased with her for daring to interrupt the royal family.

Rupel tried to argue with her, but realized that the female knight’s tone was strange.

How could she belittle the vice-captain of the Holy Cross?

The faces of the leaders of the five major forces. Ruppel, who knew this, couldn’t help but wonder.

This time, Harmon was also surprised.

He turned his head and looked at Charlotte,

because she had never shown him any respect before.

Her back was turned, so he couldn’t see her face.

However, a deep murderous tone showed her emotions.

She was angry.

“The mastermind of this incident.”

It was a tone that seemed to suppress emotions.

A cold voice rang low.

“Arrest the traitor Rupel Olfols.”

Harmon stood up.

He could feel that Charlotte was trying to suppress her emotions as much as possible.

If there was even a little bit of delay, it seemed like she would kill Rupel Olfols, the person thought to be the mastermind behind this incident.

“Now wait a minute, what are you saying… “A traitor? I…!”

Rupel’s face turned pale.

“I will follow your orders.”

Harman pulled out his sword and aimed it at Rupel’s neck.

Rupel’s face hardened.

Harman looked at him and said,

“Rupel Allfalls. From now on, you will be interrogated not as a prince but as a traitor. Missing. The same goes for the Second Crown Princess Rose Darina. You…”

Harman took a breath and continued,

“Arrest her on charges of treason.”