I watched as Jamal walked out of the camp. I could tell that the Empire's men were putting all of their hope in him. So if I kill him, it would break their will and make them flee.
"JOHN COLT, FIGHT ME YOU COWARD!" He yelled out as I chuckled, taking a drag of my smoke, as I ordered the drones to stop firing before telling the Alexander units to rearm, as the Caesar units had finished reloading, so the Artorias units took over as I walked out from behind them.
Stopping after I made enough distance and flicked my smoke as I quickly pulled up the Sig Spear and fired as the Raging Tempest improved round flew towards him, his skill activated, making the tempest split. His feet dug into the ground as he slid back fifteen feet before the force stopped, and he took off towards me.
Firing as he barely dodged them, getting closer to me as I smirked. He managed to get in front of me as he went to swing a fist, using the barrel of the Sig Spear to twist up his arm, as I sent the buttstock to the side of his jaw, sending him flying.
Throwing the Sig Spear down as he spun through the air. I chased after pulling out the Duallers as I leaped into the air, and his back hit the ground, sliding for thirty feet before stopping. Making him cough up blood, he opened his eyes, seeing me in the air as I fired one of them.
Two Raging Tempest improved .45 ACP rounds hit the shield skill, making cracks spread on the ground as his back is forced into the ground. He grunted as I began to fire once more, not letting up as I noticed the skill waver as blood flowed out of his eyes, nose, and ears as he fought to keep it up.
But it was futile as it shattered and the magic disappeared, but the rounds hit him in the stomach as he grunted in pain, closing his eyes. The next moment, he opened them. My knee slammed into his chest, breaking his sternum, as I pointed one of the Duallers at his nose, making one barrel point at each eye. "Checkmate," I said as he opened his mouth.
"N..." The moment he tried to speak, I pulled the trigger as two rounds went through his eyes as the Ragaing Tempest round exited the back of his skull, slamming into the ground as wind blades and lightning spread through the ground in a fifteen-foot radius.
"Kill them all," I ordered my drones as they started to move and open fire as the Empire soldiers prepared to flee. The mortars began to fall once more, cutting off their retreat. Some fled to the Dark Elves' city gate, but they wouldn't open the gate as my drones gunned them down.
The drones started to encircle the camp, pushing them up against the castle wall as their screams rang out into the night air. But I didn't care, their deaths serve a purpose, making sure that stupid prince looks the other way from me. As I started to walk back, my right hand began to glow with a dual sword symbol on the back of my hand.
Looking at my screen and noticing another goddess' name and blessing. I would need to ask the girls who it was, but for now, I walked back to get the Sig Spear. Before walking back to the camp, the drones finished killing the leftover people. A flying drone came over to me as I looked at the forearm screen, and it showed me a picture of the supplies this army had.
Mostly money, but it had a few chests of mana potions. They were small, but they would cover the ones I used to create this new army of mine. Following it to the tent, as part of it was down and uncovered, pulling it off. I stored the money: 45,000 gold coins and 300 platinum coins.
I take it they thought they would be here long and needed money for food and supplies as they waited. Storing the mana potions next, there were 67 exactly. So I gained a little more than I used, smiling as I ordered my drones back and we made our way back to the girls.
Meanwhile, atop the city wall, the Duke had just watched the man named John Colt and his monsters slaughter the 272,000-man army without them being able to put up a fight. His soldiers, some of them, started to throw up from the cruelty of the whole thing. The Duke learned one important thing: not to go against this man. No matter what, it could very well be the end of everyone in his city.
"Sir, what do we do if he tries to enter our city?" A young Dark Elf spoke. He looked at him and spoke. "We let him in and show the best hospitality we can. Unless you want to try to fight him with the 50,000 troops we have here?" He said, making the soldier gulp and nod.
He watched the man walk through the camp as he spoke to his wife and daughters. "Dear, get the maids to start cooking a big meal. Daughters, get your best dress on and make sure to put makeup on, you will entertain that man, and if need be, lie with him." He said with his back to them.
He knew his daughters were the romantic type, but facing a man like this, he wouldn't be able to stop him if he desired his daughters. This was a warning to them that it could very well be their last night as virgins, so they should get their minds right just in case.
"Men go to the gate and wait for my order to open it." He finished saying as some of the guards started to run towards the stairs, as his wife and daughters returned to the castle. He grabbed a pendant and began to pray for this night to go well before turning to his right hand and speaking.
"Take the fastest horse we have and report to the capital city. He is traveling with Cat women, so it is most likely the Nya Queendom he is going to. Meaning he was to go through the capital to get there. Tell the King what you have witnessed here." He said.
His right hand rushed off as John started to walk back to the group of women who were with him. The Duke began to walk towards the gate area as he watched the Wolf-like beings disappear, and more stepped out of the forest, making him sigh in relief. Looks like he didn't plan to attack his city.
Those flying things also started moving towards the man and vanishing; the Duke also wished he knew what all those things were. If his Kingdom had those, he wouldn't always worry about the Warish Empire. He could only sigh as there was a marriage plan between their princesses and the Emperor of Warish.
The King did this in hopes of avoiding an invasion, but those sweet little girls were only 10 and 12 years old. Making the Duke spit on the ground as the Emperor of Warish had the habit of fucking any female, no matter their age.
As he made it to the overpass for the gate, he saw the group near the forest begin to walk to the city. He fixed his clothes and got his game face on; it was time to show what a true noble can do.