Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 306 Tracks
Once his initial disdain subsided, driven by his raging fury, Yaro immediately entered battle mode.

I don't care whose sons, whose husbands, or whose fathers those people on the other side are.

Showing mercy to your opponent in battle is playing with your own life!

Now, they have only one identity—enemies standing in their way!
Clang!
The heavy sword was drawn, and the tattered gray robe on his body was torn apart.

The first move of the Crescent Moon Triple Slash is the 'Descending Crescent Moon 'Assault'!
Using the impact of the Body Flicker Technique, the raging flames rose up from the ground in an arc.

Sparks flew down, blood splattered, and mixed together, forming half a blood-red wrecked boat.

Just as the fire reached its peak, accompanied by a strange roar, the greatsword smoothly changed direction.

The second move of the Crescent Moon Triple Slash: Upper Crescent Moon 'Slash'!
Like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, Yarrow's direct approach shattered the tranquility of the mansion.

The layers of defenses were like an interconnected spider web, and as Yaro continued to charge forward, the number of people around him also increased.

In the distance, the white deer, which Yaluo had placed high up in the alley, gazed at the figures rushing through the crowd and thought of that song again.

……

"Crush the despair that imprisons the soul!"

"Crush it, the approaching terror with a sinister grin!"

"Conviction converges into a sparkling sword!"

"Fighting spirit paints the fiery blade!"

"Endless enemies become my stage!"

"In rhythm with the clash of weapons,"

"Screams and wails, playing a unique melody!"

……

Faced with Yarrow's rampage, the guards' faces grew even uglier, but they dared not abandon the gate and could only continue shouting wildly:

"Form a line! Form a line!"

"Surround him! We can't let him disturb the Viscount!"

"Stop him! Stop him! Don't let him keep going!"

"Slow him down! If we can slow him down, we can fire our arrows!"

……

Wailing, shouting, roaring... all sorts of sounds mingled together, making the flat and empty front yard seem chaotic and noisy.

Meanwhile, the crowd that was preparing to besiege the area also began to have other ideas.

Why did you back away?

"I...I'm afraid..."

Why don't you go up?

"I'm scared too!"

……

Faced with this ghostly figure.

I could hear the mournful cries echoing in my ears.

Looking at the blood and mangled bodies flying everywhere.

—They were afraid.

The Solar Fist that was about to be used was quietly dispelled by Yaro.

In actual combat, facing these mortal enemies, Yaro was surprised to find that the Mist Body Technique was even more effective than he had imagined!
It's so useful that you can use it as your main combat skill!
The main reason is that although there are candles here, the flames of candles cannot compare with sunlight, and they cannot illuminate the front courtyard as if it were daytime.

The dense crowd and the mutual concealment made the light here even dimmer.

If a dense fog is released at this moment, Yaro can use his cat-like fists to discern the opponent's movements, but others cannot.

The art of combat is simply to use one's strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses.

At this moment, the Mist Body Technique is the strongest combat move! Once some of the main fighting forces were defeated, the morale of the remaining soldiers quickly collapsed.

Yaro also reduced the frequency of his attacks, relying on the fog to confuse his surroundings and quickly weaving through the crowd.

Using this method, he finally crossed the front yard and entered a beautiful garden.

The garden is surrounded by various buildings constructed of white stone, and is filled with exquisite sculptures.

However, the lighting was poor at the moment, and shadows covered the snow-white statues, giving them a strange and eerie atmosphere.

However, Yaro's attention was not on these statues at the moment.

Of course, he had no interest in looking at the blooming flowers around him, nor did he bother to discern the appearance of the surrounding buildings.

Because... right at the entrance to the garden stood a tall knight clad in full black armor.

The knight's leopard head and piercing eyes exuded a majestic and extraordinary aura, his skin a deep, dark color, as if cast from black iron.

His black armor, in terms of style, was somewhat similar to the fitted armor under Yaro's gray rags, both appearing to have been modified from soldiers' heavy armor.

However, the armor on Yaro's body was made by removing materials to make it fit more closely, resulting in extremely smooth lines.

The knight's heavy armor was being made larger and thicker, which made the armor look rather heavy and cumbersome.

But combined with his towering, two-meter-tall frame, he resembled a solid, upright iron heap.

Just stand there.

An invisible sense of oppression has already arrived.

"Stop!"

The black-armored knight spoke succinctly, his three-meter-long silver spear whistling through the air, completely blocking the entrance.

"It's Sir Silepak!"

"Great, he can't hide now!"

Apart from the gatekeepers' rather grim expressions, the other guards cheered in unison, as if they had already witnessed victory.

Moreover, having suffered greatly from the fog spell, they knew that numbers wouldn't make much of a difference in such a dim environment, so they all tacitly refrained from approaching, with only a few archers quietly aiming at Yaro's back.

Should we fire the arrows?

"No, wait a bit longer. He's too close to the statue. If we fire now, he could easily hide behind the statue next to him."

As the archers whispered among themselves, Yaro, with steady steps, followed the route he had constructed in his mind, constantly changing direction, and gradually approached the black-armored knight.

"I said……"

call!
A sudden whooshing sound rang out as the spear, like a giant club, cleaved towards Yaro's waist.

With a grim expression and focused concentration, Yaro's spear, which was flashing a strange white light in the dim light, seemed to be stuck in sticky glue and was immediately slowed down.

"Without activating magic, a knight's power is insufficient for a direct confrontation!"

避！
With a quick thought, Yaro began to dodge.

However, even in this slowed-down space of consciousness, his own movements were as slow as a snail.

In that brief moment of dodging, Aro realized that he could not completely avoid the attack.

No matter how fast you dodge, you can't keep up with the speed of the spear!

Immediately afterwards, his left hand released the hilt and slid towards the center of the blade.

He gripped the hilt with only his right hand, allowing the shimmering, burning greatsword to shift with his body.

Throughout the slow-motion world, Yaro clearly sees the remaining fragments of clothing on his left arm gradually being ignited by the flames of the greatsword.

Even while wearing heat-insulating and fireproof gloves, he could clearly feel the temperature of his left palm rising rapidly.

"...Stop!"

when--!
With a deafening clang, a burst of crimson flame erupted from the blade of the Fiery Greatsword.

The immense force struck, and Yaro's body slid backward uncontrollably, leaving two clear paths on the ground.

(End of this chapter)