Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

He himself is one of them, adhering to the extreme ideology of putting the nation first and personal interests first.

He originally thought that these ideas would be useless in this brand new alien world, facing those powerful monsters, but unexpectedly, they were discovered and appreciated by Lieutenant Kondo.

This gave him confidence, and he quickly awakened his unique skill, "The Sole Self".

As the name suggests, the more self-centered you are, the stronger the skill effect will be.

He could even decide someone's life or death with a single sentence, distorting and influencing reality. In the words of those young people, this was the magic of words.

That's why, except in front of some superiors, he never restrained his temper.

He raised his hand and slapped her hard across the face.

With a sharp "smack," a clear red five-finger mark instantly appeared on the young man's face.

However, the young man remained meek and submissive, not daring to utter a word of rebuttal, and simply kept bowing and apologizing.

He said he was very sorry that as the liaison officer, he had not discovered the problem in time.

"Sorry? Can an 'sorry' really make up for it?!"

"What can you possibly offer to make up for the loss of those predecessors?!"

Although he knew that the other party was not to blame, he didn't know who else to blame besides the liaison officer.

In short, someone definitely needs to be blamed.

Just as he was thinking about how to absolve himself of all responsibility, a commotion suddenly broke out outside the palace.

Ignoring the insults, he immediately looked up, wondering which fool dared to barge in at this time.

Because the palace was heavily guarded, he thought the riot would end soon, but to his surprise, the unrest escalated.

Later on, even the Imperial Guard Knights were mobilized.

As the name suggests, they are the team that protects the emperor. The top ten are all "single-digit" individuals, who are at the saint level.

The one who rushed over was an immortal, ranked thirty-one. Although his ranking was not high, he was still a force to be reckoned with.

however…

boom!

When a loud bang was heard and the immortal's aura vanished without a trace, the officer's eyelids twitched.

died? !

A bad feeling welled up inside him, and he turned to leave and go to a safer place.

But before he could do anything, the wall not far away collapsed with a crash.

Smoke and dust billowed up, revealing a man and a woman steadily emerging from the ruins.

The man was dressed in black, with a black cloak over his head and a black mask on his face, looking like he had crawled out of hell.

The young girl, on the other hand, was a stark contrast to him.

She was dressed in pure white, but the sword in her hand was multicolored and exuded a dangerous aura, with blood dripping from its tip.

Upon seeing this, the officer's eyelids twitched again.

—Legendary?

At this moment, the girl noticed the officer's presence and spoke softly:

"Another one."

Her gaze swept over the young man in front of the officer, but he was too weak to be of any interest. She continued asking questions.

"How should we handle this?"

“Kill him.”

The man's answer was concise and forceful, without even glancing at the officer.

Upon hearing this, the girl nodded slightly, lightly touched the ground with her toes, and instantly teleported to the officer's side, aiming straight for his throat.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. The officer didn't even have time to react. He could only subconsciously accelerate his thinking, his pupils constricted, and he shouted hoarsely:

"Baka! Get out of my way! Die! Die! Die!"

The three "Go to hell" commands caused the girl to pause for a moment, but even so, the sword she thrust out did not stop.

puff.

With his throat pierced, the officer stared wide-eyed in disbelief as he clutched his throat, blood gushing from between his fingers.

how come…

His body trembled, and his knees slammed to the ground.

In his pupils, which were gradually losing their luster, the image of the girl coughing repeatedly was reflected.

He thought the girl would cough up blood and die, and that taking one with her before she died would be enough to make him feel at peace. However, he was ultimately disappointed.

He coughed twice, then wiped his fingertips with a faint glow, and quickly returned to normal.

Since being severely injured twenty years ago, Shizue Izawa has learned holy magic from Luminas.

As long as it's not an immediate fatal injury, even if the person is still alive, they can be saved.

A mere fatal wound.

Chapter 178, "Please Go to Your Death, You Have Fallen"

"Feel sorry."

As the officer died, Izawa Shizue lowered her eyes and turned to apologize to Ronan.

She actually made a mistake, but luckily she was prepared.

Ronan shook his head and waved away the traces of the young man. Judging from their clothing, the two belonged to the same legion; better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free.

He stepped forward and patted the other person on the shoulder:

"No need to apologize. The most urgent task is to kill more of the most heinous criminals, especially those who talk nonsense all the time."

"He has a very explosive temper, and he's sure to have taken many innocent lives."

As Ronan spoke, his gaze swept across the surroundings, "Once we've adjusted, let's continue. The enemy has already surrounded us."

I sensed that because of this forced entry into the palace, which resulted in the killing of several immortals, sages had already surrounded us.

However, perhaps due to a lack of information, they only observed from a distance and did not rashly show themselves.

And this gave Ronan his opportunity.

Izawa Shizue took a deep breath, gripped the hilt of her sword, straightened her chest, and regained her composure:

"Yes."

After they finished speaking, the two continued deeper into the area. Along the way, soldiers kept charging forward, their shouts reaching the sky.

The language of this other world is a jumbled mix of Japanese and English, with occasional snippets of English that can be heard.

I didn't hear anything in Chinese, which is understandable.

Although there are also transmigrators from the Chinese nation in this world, the militarism of the Eastern Empire and the actions of its high-ranking officials in recruiting war criminals are different.

No one with a conscience would be able to join in if they saw this.

Therefore, Ronan showed no mercy when dealing with these people.

"eight…"

"bass--!"

A chorus of insults followed, and Izawa Shizue killed him with a single sword strike. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her expression grew increasingly complex.

For some reason, the more blood stained her hands, the more relaxed she felt, as if she had broken free of some invisible shackles.

however……

To those who are already dead, they must also be indiscriminately killing "innocent" people.

Right and wrong are complicated, but everything is for the sake of the ideal in one's heart.

At that moment, someone recognized her.

"Oh, shit! Aren't you that crazy woman from back then? You actually dare to come here?"

"Where is the hero...? Does the Western Holy Church intend to declare war on our Eastern Empire?!"

Jingjiang pursed her lips, finding it all rather ridiculous.

She never thought she was crazy; it was just normal revenge.

He swung his sword again.

"Ah! A madman! He's a complete madman! Run! I don't want to die here!"

Shouts came in waves.

Although officers continuously used skills to maintain morale, the effect was almost negligible in the face of a one-sided situation.

Two people alone broke through the outer defenses of the Eastern Empire.

At this moment, a sage finally appeared.

He caught the blow of a legendary weapon with his bare hands and kicked Izawa Shizue back to Ronan's side.

At the same time, he struck an unforgivable angry pose in mid-air, with veins bulging on his face.

Clench your fist, and your knuckles crack loudly.

"You're all asking for death!"

Ronan glanced at him indifferently, thinking to himself that the high-level combat force had finally appeared.

then…

……

"What! What did you say? The hero broke in!?"

Deep within the palace, in a small house that shields the White Ice Dragon from all senses.