"My Lord is the Wings of Light, the Savior, and the Lord of the World recognized by His Majesty the King!"

Seeing the suppressed anger of the Holy Light Legion soldiers on the opposite side and the commotion in his own army formation, Gulen Beludo panicked, and then began to shout hysterically and give evidence.

"Yeah?"

"I'm afraid you don't believe those words yourself, right?"

"certainly!"

"For apostles like you, it doesn't matter what the process is like. At least you have cleared yourselves and changed from being a devil to a savior, right?"

Gus continued to grin and revealed the other party's identity mercilessly.

"!!"

"Who are you?!!"

Gulen Belludo was a little panicked, and then in anger, he subconsciously grasped the long-handled war hammer hanging on his waist.

"I?"

"I am a person who swears to cut off the head of Wings of Light!!"

Gritting his teeth, Gus slowly took off his helmet as the other party became more and more angry, and locked onto the other party with his scarred face and one eye.

"!!"

"Who are you……"

"Black, Black Swordsman?!"

Seeing Gus's face, and seeing that a certain point on the back of Gus's neck was exposed a little and was leaving a mark of blood, Guren Belludo understood something in an instant, and then sighed in his heart, knowing that today's

I'm afraid this originally simple task may not be perfect.

"It seems you recognize me..."

"That……"

"You can get out!"

"Go back and tell Griffith that I remember what he did, and our Holy Light Legion will definitely make it public!"

"He is not a savior!"

"On the contrary..."

"He is the sinner of this world!!"

"One day, the people he persecuted will hold high the banner of revenge, drag him out of his ridiculous and hypocritical city, and then burn him on the stake together with his big tree!!"

After first throwing away the obstructive helmet, Gus, whose face gradually turned ferocious, said in a sharp voice through gritted teeth.

"..."

It's a pity that the other party didn't leave.

That Gulen Belludo just turned around slowly and glanced at the commotion of his own army behind him again, and then after thinking about it, he jumped directly from his mount, and then stood on the ground in a manner that was better than riding on the horse.

With a high posture, Si raised the ferocious weapon in his hand and pointed it at Gus.

Although the opponent's military power seems to be stronger at the moment, the Eagle of Light Griffith is their master, the savior of this world, and an extremely holy existence in their hearts. Therefore, today, since such a existence is blocked here

Si, if he is so unreasonably slandered and cursed by the Black Swordsman, he must respond forcefully.

"ha!"

"Challenge me?"

"That's fine!"

"I also think it might be more convincing to ask them to take your head back?"

Gus, who knew what the opponent's provocative gesture meant, was startled for a moment. Then, he also smiled, turned over and dismounted, grabbed the giant sword behind him, pulled it out, and then slowly walked towards the opponent.

past.

"!!"

(O)

"Great, we're going to fight! We're going to fight!"

(=^▽^=)

At this time, Anne, who was riding with Clete and was in the military camp behind the military formation, saw the actions of the two people in front of the formation, and of course she cheered for fear that the world would not be in chaos.

"Uncle Gus, hit him!"

ヽ(゜゜ヽ)

"Kick him to death!!"

Q(`⌒Q)

Then, Anne didn't care about Clete's resentful gaze at all, and directly squirmed in the other person's arms and danced around, urging her loudly.

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Chapter completed!