Conqueror

The dawn of night fell. The horizon of starts shone brightly illuminating the plains, soon to be a battlefield. Such a beautiful night for blood to shed. But it must be done.

This world has no war crime. No rules. Just... go ahead and kill each other type of world. I'm going to take advantage on everything here.

Afal tapped my shoulders, "My lord, everything's ready." The hordes of catapults behind me were ready to fire. Their ammunition was a ball of lead infused with magic.

"Let's go." I ordered.

"FIRE!" Afal shouted. The catapults shot to the insides of their kingdom. It was far too large to be called just a city inside of a kingdom. It was bigger than Cagyer.

The ball of lead hit to the very insides and explosions were formed.

"Mama!" "Papa!" "Help! My leg is broken!" "AGHHHH!" "We need a medic here!" "Where are you child!?" "I'm here don't cry!"

The voices of civilians begging, crying and looking for help.

Thousands of civilians were dying. But I couldn't feel anything. Is this truly right? I may be evil since my entirety has changed. But I do have a goal. I'll stop the cycle of Battle Royale in this world. I gained too many connections for it to be crumbling again and again. I finally found a place for myself. And I'll do anything to protect it.

I hope if the civilians here do have another life, I do hope they can forgive me.

"My lord, soldiers have come out of their hiding."

"Their numbers?"w

"Around 80,000."

"That's still too much. Go ahead, tell the mages to activate the trap."

The entrance to their kingdom in which the soldiers are exiting are full of traps.

The mages activated their traps. They fell into the hole dug by the mages using magic. Then the second phase of the trap activates, they freeze the soldiers below using a widen magic placed by Zeta. Then finally, lava surge. By me.

Melting off their corpses including their weapons and armor.

"That didn't shave off too much." I complained. "Around a thousand? The hole was too thin huh."

"What should we do?" Afal asked.

"Bring out the demons. They'll take care of this. Also, the Crimson Knights will fight the Three Kings."

"What will you do?"

"Observe for now."

"Invade everything."

Afal shouted a large warcry. Out of character for him. Feels like he forced it though. I guess it's to give morale as a warlord.

"Freeform Rock Formation!" The mages casted. Manipulating the rock beneath the tall cliff we were standing on. The mages created a staircase down the cliff. The soldiers left the catapults and joined the fray.

They all charged into the gates with their hopes up.

They got such a leisurely smile even though what they're committing right now is basically a mass massacre.

After a while, they breached through the gates of the Three Kings' kingdom. Fires were lit the moment they stepped in.

"Now they're gone. Come out." I said as I looked back to the places they hid. "You three have been reeking killing intent the moment we step near here. Pretty cowardly too if I may say so myself. Sacrificing your own citizens to kill me."

The Three Kings came out of where they've been hiding.

"Tsk. Brat, you've got balls to do that." Said by the old man with the white hair.

The red haired old man came out next. "After we're done with you, wiping out your pathetic army will be easy."

"You're the one that killed the other decoy for the Three Kings huh? What's his name again...? I forgot. It doesn't matter anyway. He was supposed to draw you out but I guess he failed." The black haired old man came out next.

"Wow. Three old dudes ganging up on me. What a nice story." I said sarcastically.

"You're courting death." The white haired man said.

"Is that so...? Come, see your lifetime cultivation of swordsmanship fall before me."

"You're way too arrogant. Let's go, brothers!"

The two brothers started with a thrust. I dodged both of those with ease by getting in the middle of them. Then the last one tried to slice my head off but I dodged it by ducking.

The three of them retreated and began to charge again.

I dodged all of their attacks with ease with my passive skill that enhances my instincts.

"Enough!" The white haired king shouted. "I'm ending this. Come my friend... Excalibur! I, Jurel, the eldest and the true Sword King, shall end your life here and now."

"Fine, elder brother. Come, the Dragon Slayer sword, Gram! I, Gratis shall do the same."

"Come, the sword of peace, Clarent! I, Nerta shall do the same."

A wry smile formed on my face.

"OH... OH... OH!!! This is... THIS IS BEYOND AMAZING! AHAHAHA!" I said excitedly. "Excalibur, held by Arthur in the Arthurian Legends, Clarent, the Sword of Peace used by Arthur before he got Excalibur and Gram the sword that slayed the legendary dragon Fafnir. TELL ME WHERE DID YOU GET THIS!?"

"How... how do you know the story of our ancestors...!?" Gratis, said while shivering. "This is only known through us three!"

"This world amazes me every moment! YES! THIS IS AMAZING! Everything from my previous world has found its way here. The weapons, the culture, the legends and everything it holds. I must know everything! HOW DID IT GET HERE!?"

Dogeza used by the demons and their formality was too Japanese, respectful and cultured. Bloodlust, an artifact that's shaped like a Katana and now a giant Nodachi. These legends like the Arthurian Legend and Sigurd, the one who killed Fafnir. Pandora's Box and its curses and so on and so forth. This world is too much for me, a historian maniac. This is like finding a diamond in the pile of crap.

"You must die... You know too much! Excalibur, show your light!" A blinding light emerged from Jurel's sword.

"The light that's as strong as 30 torches that blinded countless soldiers making them tremble and fall without even getting a fight and how Arthur slaughtered everyone in that battle. This is that sword! IT'S REAL!" I began even more intrigued. "SHOW ME MORE! GAZER ARMOR!"

"DIE YOU FREAK!" Gratis then thrusted the Gram sword into my stomach.

"This unparalleled sharpness that managed to pierce through Fafnir's body to its heart... and you also managed to pierce through my Gazer Armor. THIS IS THE REAL DEAL!" I then pulled out the sword and threw it back at him.

"This bastard... He's playing with us. TAKE THIS!" Nerta swung his blade at me. I blocked it with my arm but it easily destroyed my gazer armor.

"The sword that Arthur used. The sword that Mordred used to kill Arthur. This sharpness and flexibility. THIS IS BEYOND AMAZING! I apologize for my rudeness. You three are amazing. I'll have a tough time. You three might not be the legends, but you hold their weapons. COME! I'LL BE THE LEGEND MYSELF!"