In the land of Zolushka inside the arch-shaped passage at the entrance of the inner castle...
Kang Chul-In drank his ninth potion.
“Don’t these things ever get tired?”
Kang Chul-In had a smirk on his face.
There were no better small fries than these Shatyameba soldiers. How many did he slay so far? A mountain of corpses had already piled up, but the Shatyameba soldiers continued to swarm in.
“You go first...”
“N-No, you go first…!”
The Shatyameba soldiers were getting tired as well. Or rather, they were more scared than they were fatigued.
“Eek… how do we even enter that passage!?”
“There’s a murderer there...”
“That’s a straight road to hell… everyone’s dead… n-now’s our turn!”
Before they were sent into the arch-shaped passage, the Shatyameba soldiers backed away like cows in a slaughterhouse.
“Get your asses in there!”
A Shatyameba officer coerced his men.
“You are soldiers! You have to fight your opponent with your lives at stake! How can you fear the enemy and still call yourselves soldiers! Now, charge! Bring your family honor and victory!”
Utter bullshit. Theoretically, he was right. A sacrifice for the greater good! “It was a soldier’s duty...