Chapter 275
Side Story 8
Screams echoed, and that was only the beginning.
“Enemies of the revolution!”
“Enemy attack! Enemy attack!”
Enemies of the revolution—shouting this, countless revolutionary warriors blocked Dale’s path.
Lines of pikemen and musketeers, and even ironclad units clad in magical armor, were joining the ranks one by one.
True to its status as a revolutionary city bordering the ‘Empire’s’ territory, the revolutionary forces filling the area began to assemble.
Despite this, Dale paid no heed.
“I still do not understand revolution.”
“Fire! Kill the enemies of the revolution!”
Bang, bang!
Black powder from matchlock muskets scattered everywhere, yet nothing changed.
Crack!
A wall of cold surged up simultaneously beneath Dale’s feet. Black powder rained down upon it, and Dale stretched out both arms.
Clang!
The walls of cold shattered simultaneously, transforming into countless shards of ice that scattered wildly. Before them, the large formations the Revolutionary Army prided themselves on held no meaning whatsoever.
Screams echoed, and blood spattered.
“What on earth is so noble and sublime that you revere revolution so much?”
Dale asked back, as if he couldn’t understand.
After asking, he walked on impassively. Stepping over the revolutionary soldiers sprawled on the floor, screaming in agony.
“Liberty, equality, fraternity…!”
Just then, one of the revolutionaries opened his mouth. Hearing those words, Dale let out a scoffing laugh.
