The Lord Is Too Overbearing

“Here.” Basil presented Iliana a black chest plate with an intimidating design. “You should wear this.”

“What is that?”

“A Vanadium armour.”

Iliana slightly widened her eyes. “… That’s a rather high quality armor. Where did you get it?”

“Lucilla—the owner of this dead body.” Basil nudged Lucilla’s body in front of him with his foot. “I would like to wear it myself, but, as you can see, I am lacking something.”

Basil looked at Iliana’s chest and the mounds on the chest plate alternatingly. “The bumps—they don’t look proper on me.”

“… I am still amazed that you, given how hard it was to fight her, still had the time to think about looting her possession after killing her,” Iliana remarked slightly in astonishment.

“The fact that you two can talk leisurely despite knowing a danger is coming our way is more amazing in my opinion.”

At the unexpected interruption, Basil and Iliana turned their head to the back. They were met with Glenn’s anxious look, and the trembling Legion Commanders behind him.

Immediately understanding their worry, both Iliana and Basil nodded their head at the nervous people. Turning their head to the front, as Basil immediately dashed towards the hundreds or so Minotaur Warriors, Iliana put her chest plate on.

The size was actually slightly too big—only her chest that fit well—but luckily there was an [Adjustment] Rune Carved on it, so the chest plate immediately resized itself to fit Iliana.

While the others were still wondering what actually the nod Basil and Iliana had given earlier meant, Iliana, who was mounting on Deacon, instructed him to also dash at the Minotaur Warriors.

Further bewildered, Glenn and his fellow Legion Commanders wondered why it was so hard to expect an order from the two. They couldn’t possibly know what the nod possibly meant after all!

“Move your feet, maggots!”

… At least, until Iliana made herself clear that they should follow after her.

Immediately following the instruction, the Legion Commanders, along with their Vices, dashed towards the incoming Minotaur Warriors. Following closely right behind the Pacifer couple, they wondered whether it was really a good idea.

The pressure they were exuding aside, the Minotaur Warriors were rabidly running their way, showing how furious they were at the death of their General.

Basil had also deliberately stepped on Lucilla’s body when he was about to dash at the Minotaur Warriors, so it further riled the already riled up bunch up. Dashing at such a rabid bunch looked no different from courting death in their opinion.

“Holy… Is our Head Commander really not the Emperor’s illegitimate son?!”

Of course, when they saw what Basil could do to the Minotaur Warriors, all of them gaped in bewilderment.

Basil swung Caliburn once, sending a Qi Blade that was imbued with Caliburn’s True Light Magic. It managed to cut the legs of half of the Minotaur Warriors charging at them.

That caused those who had lost their feet to fall, and in turn, tripping those behind them, who didn’t have time to dodge. The flow of the Minotaur Warriors were disrupted because of that, giving the people the chance to attack.

Knowing the insane regeneration speed of Minotaur Warriors however, unlike Basil, and Iliana who was mounting on Deacon, the Legion Commanders and their Vices didn’t dare to come any closer.

They preferred to attack the Minotaur Warriors lying on the ground from afar, because they were afraid of suddenly getting jumped at by the Demons.

They would have definitely called the couple idiots for fighting the Minotaur Warriors so close if they hadn’t known what the couple were capable of, but since the couple had shown how capable they were, they could only admire the two for their boldness.

Waving Caliburn as fluid as a conductor conducting an orchestra, Basil beheaded one or two Minotaur Warriors who had stood back up again in each of his swing.

On the other side, Iliana, together with Deacon, put a hole through the chest of the Minotaur Warriors whose legs had been cut by Basil. The Demons were completely immobilized, so none of them could fight back.

The Legion Commanders looking at the scene were too astonished to focus solely on their task. They had also been sending Qi Blades at the Minotaur Warriors, but it still took them more than one to successfully cut the Demons’ neck after all.

This happened partly because they were slightly far away from the Demons. Their Qi Blades collided with the Mana Barrier covering the already extremely durable skin of the Demons, so it weakened their attack quite significantly.

They really wanted to go closer to the Minotaur Warriors, but they still worried about getting suddenly jumped at. Therefore, they could only keep spamming Qi Blades towards the Demons who were still lying on the ground.

“Wait… Why none of them is standing up yet?”

It wasn’t until they saw how helpless the Minotaur Warriors who had lost their legs did they wonder why none of the Demons had regrown their legs yet. It was, after all, already more than two minutes.

Usually for that type of injury, it shouldn’t take the Demons more than a minute and a half to recover. They could regrow their cut limbs quick enough to boggle one’s mind due to their insane regeneration speed.

With that said, by this point, the Minotaur Warriors whose legs had been cut by Basil a few moments earlier, should have already been able to join the fray. The reality was different however, and that made them wonder.

Deciding to stop sending their Qi Blades for a moment just so they could properly see what Basil’s could do to the Demons, the Legion Commanders soon realized the reason why none of the Minotaur Warriors on the ground could stand up yet.

“Just… Who is our Head Commander? Is he one of Zeus’ illegitimate sons?”

All of them had been in the army for more than a decade—they had seen people whose attack could hamper the regeneration of Demons, but they had never expected, in the slightest, Basil to be able to achieve the same feat.

The people who could do that, after all, were the Paladins and the Executioners that they rarely encountered, so it was really bewildering to see Basil could do it.

That made them wonder if Basil was secretly a Seminarian, but they immediately discarded the thought after recalling Basil’s view on God. Someone as realistic as him would never become a part of the Church.

“This is our chance. Let’s finish those bastards on the ground!”

“Understood!”

Having been in the field for so many years had allowed them to develop professionalism. Astounded as they were, they didn’t forget what they should do.

Rather than wasting their time pondering about how Basil could posses such a ridiculous power at his young age, the Legion Commanders decided to seize the opportunity Basil had created for them.

There were still more than 40 Minotaur Warriors lying helplessly on the ground—rather than attacking them from afar, it was better to attack them up close like Iliana. None of them would get up anytime soon anyway, so it was definitely the best decision.

“Took you long enough to realize you have been pitied by Basil.” Upon eliminating the distance between them and the Minotaur Warriors, the Legion Commanders and their Vices were greeted by Iliana with a smirk.

They chuckled in slight embarrassment at that, before immediately jumping at the Minotaur Warriors. Channeling their Qi into their Sword, they cut the neck of the Demons without a hitch this time.

They still had to constantly dodge the attack of the other Minotaur Warriors who were already standing on the ground, but they could still reduce the amount of the living Minotaur Warriors quickly.

It was mostly thanks to Basil however; he did a really good job to distract the gigantic Demons. His lethal attack that was coupled with his agility really irked the standing Minotaur Warriors, so their attention was mostly on him.

While their soldiers, aided by the Knights and Mages who had come there by the order of the Kingdom, fought the tens of thousands of Low Class Demons, Basil, Iliana, and the Legion Commanders slew all of the Minotaur Warriors.

They soon joined the others after all of the Minotaur Warriors were slain, and after two hours and a half, the battle was concluded.

For the second time that day, humanity achieved a victory … Under Basil’s lead.

…

“What?! Woster County has won the fight?”

“That is what out informant has said, Your Highness.”

“Is that accurate?”

“You can cut my neck, if this turns out to be a hearsay, Your Highness.”

The news of the victory of humanity in Woster County was immediately broadcasted as soon as the battle ended. Some of the people had even broadcasted the news a few minutes before the battle ended as they had been so sure of the victory.

Upon hearing the news relayed by their subordinate about the victory in Woster County, the Princes were both elated and shocked. They had predicted the victory in Woster County was coming soon, but not this soon after all.

“Basil Pacifer, huh?” Edward, the Fifth Prince, mused to himself. “It is still less than 5 hours since his name was brought up in the strategy meeting, but he has already achieved yet another victory.”

Edward’s eyes glinted at the same moment the other Princes expressed their desire to meet Basil in person. All of them were serious about asking Basil to join their side now, since it had already been proven Basil wasn’t lucky, but truly competent.

“Ku-ku-ku… I am sorry, my brothers, but the only one who will have Basil on his side is me,” Edward muttered under his breath as he looked at the horde of Demons in front of him. “All of you have to suffer greatly here.”

He and the Legions he led were already close to reaching the Obelisk. He knew he would be left behind once he reached there, so he had made a plan to get back at his brothers.

Just as he was about to order his soldiers to abruptly turn around so they could disrupt the formation of the Legions behind them, an overwhelmingly sickening pressure descended upon the battlefield.

All of the people’s eyes widened in horror as their soul trembled in fear—none of them could move their body.

“Hmph! Filthy humans.”

Uttering the word softly yet contemptuously was Goap, who had just finished integrating himself with an Artefact.