The battle between the Bellids and Karuwimans was fierce. Whenever the Karuwimans launched offensive attacks to cross the lake, the Bellids fiercely resisted. Due to the Bellids’ adamant resistance, the Karuwimans weren’t able to secure a bridge to cross the lake yet. 

In this intense battle, Zich’s two servants were bravely fighting on. Hans was stationed on the frontlines, and he directly engaged with the Bellid knights. Even though he was lower-skilled than his opponents’, he maintained his ground. Zich’s sinister, almost perverted training was showing its full effect again.

‘In this area, I have to—!’ Hans found a small opening between the Karuwiman knights in front of him and moved his sword to stab a Bellid knight. 

“Ugh!”

Clash!

A Bellid knight quickly smacked Hans' cleverly positioned sword away. The force of the Bellid knight’s sword made Hans’ hands shake. However, Hans didn’t let go of his sword and hurriedly backed away.

Clash!

“Argh!”

The Bellid, who lost his balance from Hans’ attack, was hit by a Karuwiman knight and fell down. Hans continued to look for more openings.

‘My body moved almost by instinct.’

The only time Hans experienced a large-scale battle like this was in the Dracul estate at Ospurin....