I Became the Heavenly Demon of the Academy

Northern War (1)

Krug is an orc.

Orcs have low intelligence, are excessively violent, and do not handle mana properly.

Being superior to others and having a high intelligence was a blessing, but also a curse at times.

To Krug, who knew how to handle mana from birth, and was born with an intelligence comparable to those who could be called geniuses among humans.

The lives of his own people were miserable.

A life no different from that of a beast.

It was as if there were humans among the monkeys, so Krug initially despaired at the level of his own people.

After all, Miuna and Gouna were Krug’s own people.

Seeing that they were living a miserable life after being chased to the edge of the north by humans, Krug made a resolution. I will make it so that my people can live in the rich and warm southern land, not in this barren land.

As if Krug knew about that wish, a human man came to Krug when he was young.

The pale-faced man told Krug that he had found it, and taught Krug how to breathe and a swordsmanship that suited Krug’s body type.

The man who taught me things that are not easily learned even in the human world without hesitation, ended by saying just do as you wish.

As if it had come, it suddenly disappeared somewhere again.

Step by step, unite the people in the north.

He subjugated the human tribes through duels with human warriors.

The fact that Krug was an orc had quite an advantage in that respect.

It was perfectly fine to regard it as a rumor that a mere orc was wandering around to unite the north.

After repeating such endless bloody battles, at some point Krug stopped ignoring okra.

While quietly merging behind the scenes, an incredibly strong but foolish man named Lupus provided the werewolf tribe.

After a woman named Yuphire taught northern human shaman how to deal with monsters, it was a breeze.

“…”

In Krug’s eyes, a huge barrier that had been blocking the north.

Vex stronghold illuminated.

Since ancient times, the criterion for distinguishing the northern part from the lower part has been the Morgen Mountains. It is a natural barrier that is impossible to climb without proper preparation as the average altitude is over thousands of meters and the terrain is also rugged.

Because the Morgen Mountains stretched across the north, the route to enter the Imperial Territory was bound to be limited.

In the end, the only places where large armies could enter the Southern Empire were the open canyons scattered throughout the mountains and the Kankelly plains where the Vex fortresses were built.

Even the Empire was aware of the importance of the Vex fortress.

As a strategic location, anyone faced with a wall as high as the ceiling of the Vex Fortress was bound to be overwhelmed.

In particular, the heavy steel gate with the touch of the Dwarves seemed unlikely to be pierced.

Most people who saw Vex Fort for the first time would marvel at the fort’s splendor.

“Meet His Highness Krug, our Warchief, Great Warlord, and King.”

When Krug finished his preparations, the corps commander politely bowed.

“It’s old.”

That was Krug’s impression as he slowly scanned the Vex fortress in full view.

No matter how great a fortress was, in the end it could not escape the traces of time. To Krug, it was nothing more than a symbol of an outdated and outdated empire.

In addition, because Bernstein cleverly and thoroughly blocked the integration of the north and the south by using the relations of each tribe, the soldiers guarding Vex Fort had not experienced a proper war for a long time.

To Krug, they were just plants in a greenhouse. Look at the top of the wall even now.

Even facing this large army, there was no fear in the eyes of the soldiers guarding the fortress.

As if they were wondering how the likes of you would break through such a heavenly fortress.

He had a sneer-filled smile on his face and was just cracking a silly joke.

“I will go first.”

From the north, I carried a greatsword made of iron, and Krug slowly moved.

“Do as you wish.”

Every time the cloak with the wolf pattern moved forward, the soldiers split left and right and knelt on one knee or prostrated themselves.

Vex Fortress.

Staring at an orc approaching, the soldiers on the wall made a puzzled expression.

“Isn’t that an orc?”

“Right. What kind of form did you get on the subject of Orcs? A coat of fur and a cape.”

“Can you wield that greatsword? Is it bigger than your body?”

“You must be crazy about the Orcs. Let that crazy orc wake up, and feed him one.”

According to the commander’s instructions, the magician fired sparks, and long-range weapons including arrows and ballistas filled the air.

“You are weak!”

With only the wind pressure of the greatsword swung along with the orc’s shout, all of the flying attacks were all smashed and scattered in all directions.

“That…that?!”

By the time the soldiers felt a sense of incongruity, the orcs had already made a huge hole in the ground and rushed to the castle gate.

“Huh!”

Along with a spirited spirit, mana swaying from the whole body of the orc rose up and covered the greatsword.

It soon turned into an Aura Blade that was several meters long.

“Mi… Crazy…! Stop! Stop it right now!”

The commander guarding the gate shouted urgently, but it was after Krug had already struck the greatsword against the wall.

Quaaang—!

An enormous explosion rang out, and the massive castle gate, which seemed impenetrable, split in two and collapsed.

“That’s a big… what the heck…?”

The soldiers looked at Krug with fear in their eyes.

A large army of monsters and humans began to rush behind Krug’s back as he looked at it with satisfaction.

* * *

Kwakwagwagwang!

Swords made of steel fell from the air and pulverized the monster army.

“hurray!”

“It’s Bernstein’s black lion!”

“Black Lion! Black Lion!”

Leaving behind the soldiers’ huge cheers, Carol, who had instantly dealt with all the monsters on the ground, flew off in a different direction like a beam of light.

The attacks of the enemy occurred simultaneously and in every place where armies could enter.

In addition, the situation was becoming quite complicated both internally and externally, as a special operation unit composed of werewolves had sneaked into the Imperial Territory and caused chaos.

After receiving an urgent report that an attack had begun, Carol moved quickly.

Because he defeated the enemies by wandering around places where there were few troops or weak defenses, Carol’s nickname, the Black Lion, quickly spread among the soldiers who survived.

It seemed that there were even those who called him a black dragon, not a human at all, seeing Carol suddenly disappear after annihilating the enemies with a black energy wrapped around her in the air.

“…”

From Carol’s point of view, she didn’t like either the black lion or the black dragon. Black Dragon, in particular, was terrible at naming.

After all, it was no different from Moorim’s nickname, but strangely speaking in the language of this world made my limbs feel numb.

Of course, now wasn’t the time to worry about such trifles.

‘It’s more useful than I thought.’

The driving force behind Carol’s ability to move around so actively was the ring she had previously obtained from hunting Fenrir.

I don’t know how far the limit is, but thanks to constantly supplying demonic energy and giving Carol an inexhaustible strength, the burden of moving long distances disappeared.

tadak.

As planned, after going round and crushing the enemies, he returned to the Bernstein Mansion to get information and head to another place.

“Master, are you here…?”

When he landed at the central mansion where the command headquarters was set up, Yulia and Princess Riena were waiting, stomping their feet.

Both of them had a clear look of tiredness around their eyes, and it seemed like they had been waiting like that ever since Carol headed to the battlefield.

“You go in and rest, why are you with me? Yulia and you too.”

“I am fine.”

Yulia shook her head from side to side and said firmly.

“It’s because the master is fighting and we’re the only ones resting comfortably.”

“It is nothing.”

“Why is this not a big deal… it’s a war.”

Princess Riena bit her lip and muttered.

“No, it’s okay. Sorry.”

Concerned that these words themselves would become a burden to Carol’s heart, Princess Riena quickly apologized and tried to smile.

“…”

Carol raised both hands and placed them on the disciples’ heads.

“Later, when the time comes, the day will come when we will fight together. Even if it’s frustrating right now, just be patient. And from my point of view, it’s really no big deal. Now, let’s not be so mean, let’s go inside.”

Looking at the two of them quietly nodding their heads, Carol had a complicated thought.

For a warrior, a life-and-death battle was definitely what was needed to quickly raise the level.

But I didn’t want to put my disciples in that situation.

It’s a contradiction, but I hope that only the trials that can be easily handled are given to the disciples.

I don’t know if one day the day will come when even the disciples will stand on the battlefield where life and death crosses the line.

At least not now.

* * *

“Urgent news! The Vex stronghold has been breached!”

When Carol entered the command center, a soldier from the outside shouted urgently and came inside.

“Nonsense! What kind of place is the Vex fortress, and how many troops do you think were stationed there!”

The officer at the command center was shocked and denied it, but the soldier’s attitude was firm.

“As a result of checking from multiple angles, it is clear! The enemy has already taken the fortress and is preparing to march again!”

“This crazy…”

“hmm.”

Marquis Heinrich, who was in the upper seat, rested his chin on his chin and stared at the northern mission.

“If the Vex were breached, all of the northern part of the Empire would be exposed. There is not enough time to send troops.”

“We will go first.”

As Margrave Heinrich muttered and pondered, Lieutenant Colonel Piet, commander of the Royal Guard Dragoon Regiment, who was next to him, stepped forward.

“Will you please?”

“Yes, for such a time, we were organized as a mobile reserve and were waiting. Please leave it to me.”

Piet put a hand on his chest and lowered his head.

“Your Majesty, please tell me that I am always grateful. Thanks to you, I’ll let you go for an hour.”

“The crisis of Bernstein is the crisis of the empire, so it is natural. But I can’t stand it for long. If the Vex can break through, it won’t be as good as one of our regiments.”

“Of course. We will send aid quickly, so please bear with it.”

“All right. Enough then.”

After Piet left while expressing his respect, Marshal Heinrich frantically gave orders and organized reinforcements.

“Whoa…”

The series of processes was not easy even for Margrave Heinrich, who was tough and cool-headed, so he sighed in sorrow.

“I didn’t know that the Vex would break through like this.”

“Isn’t that saying that there is an unexpected existence?”

Carol came to her side and asked quietly.

“I don’t know. Is there an invasion of troops that exceeds our expectations, or is there a tremendous force? Either that or both. There is too little information.”

Carol crossed her arms and looked at the map around the Vex Fortress for a while before finally opening her mouth.

“I will go.”

Due to the nature of the monster corps, there was a high possibility of catastrophe occurring the moment they completely crossed the Morgen Mountains.

“The Royal Guard Dragoon Regiment has already gone.”

Marquis Heinrich judged that place was close to death.

I knew that my son’s level was high, but I was hesitant to accept it easily.

“It’s not enough. Planning always has the worst in mind, so it’s better to assume that there are both strong and unpredictable troops.”

“…Don’t overdo it.”

Sensing the firm will in his son’s voice, Margrave Heinrich nodded and accepted.

* * *

Krug’s corps, which easily captured the Vex Fortress, once the pride of the Empire, were briefly reorganized.

They began to advance south without hesitation.

thump! thump!

The drums of the battlefield and the footsteps of the heavy monsters vibrated the ground as they advanced.

Krug’s excellent eyesight saw something whitish near the horizon.

Upon closer inspection of Mana, a human male was sitting on a rock with his eyes closed as if waiting for something.

‘Am I crazy?’

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Judging hard by Krug’s genius intelligence, that couldn’t be explained unless he was a lunatic.

Or someone who wants to commit suicide.

I don’t know what Sim is waiting to come all the way here to commit suicide.

So, no matter how you look at it, Krug concluded that he was definitely a madman.

“There is a madman ahead. to deal with it.”

The two human men standing quietly next to Krug grew hair and turned into wolves.

Running on all fours, he quickly rushed towards the man.

“Here you are.”

The voice of a man sitting on a rock pierced the ears of each Krug Corps soldier.

As the man slowly rises from the rock.

A black flash flashed, and the bodies of the two werewolves split in half as they ran.

“If you run away, I won’t chase you.”

A momentum equal to that of Krug’s entire army rose from the man’s body.

After turning the gleaming jet-black sword in an old-fashioned way and sticking it into the ground, the man with both hands on the hilt declared with a nonchalant expression.