Chapter 120: The Legend of 600 vs. 1 (1)

As Louis’s voice echoed in his mind, Pablo desperately tried to turn away.

Come on, don’t be so obvious.

Cough…

A strange sound escaped from Pablo’s throat as he hastily stopped moving. Tears welled up in his eyes from the intense pain, only to hear a condescending voice:

Tsk tsk, what are you doing? Don’t look for me; just act naturally—naturally.

Pablo grimaced at Louis’s words.

Naturally my ass! What are you doing over there?! Get here quickly and help us out of this mess!

They were currently surrounded by enemy forces, with another slaughter imminent if not already underway.

Pablo was understandably flustered; after all, he had been told to trust himself yet now his savior had vanished without a trace. It wasn’t just Pablo who appeared anxious—Page and the king seemed equally restless.

Of course, Louis knew their thoughts well enough. Despite this, he remained remarkably composed.

How long must we wait? Until we’re all dead?!

When will you finally show up?!

Though they weren’t truly conversing, there was an uncanny understanding between them.

As Louis and Pablo continued their silent bickering,

“Let’s end this now.”

Levens casually waved his hand.

At that moment, the surrounding troops launched a sudden assault. Like a rising tide, their first target was, as expected, the king.

“Protect him!”

“Guard His Majesty!”

The dozen or so members of the Imperial Guard stood in front of the king to shield him, but even they couldn’t fend off ten times their number alone. The guards were steadily pushed back, along with those they protected.

Finally, when they had their backs against the wall—

Shunk.

“Ackkk!”

As one guard stumbled from a thigh wound, a gap opened in their formation. An enemy soldier seized the opportunity and lunged at the king with his sword.

“Father!” Page cried out in horror.

In that instant, a voice echoed in Pablo’s mind:

…What?

Simultaneously, Pablo felt his body become weightless.

“W-wait… Aargh!”

His uncontrollable body shot through the air, landing directly on top of the king from the side.

Thud.

Thanks to this, the king was spared from the enemy’s blade, but Pablo ended up with a shallow cut on his back.

As soon as the king survived, one of the royal guards rushed in to fill the gap left behind.

“Ugh…”

Pablo shook his head at this unexpected turn of events. Noticing the king pinned beneath him, he hastily got to his feet.

“A-Are you alright?”

“I’m fine, but… what about you? Your back…”

“This is nothing.”

“Thank you… I owe my life to you again.”

“N-no need for such words.”

There was no time for a lengthy conversation given the situation at hand.

As the two hastily rose and made their escape, Louis’s voice rang out:

Heh-heh, how about that? You’ve scored points with your future father-in-law thanks to me, haven’t you?

Pablo found himself speechless in the face of this energetic proclamation.

Meanwhile, enemies continued to pour in relentlessly.

“Kill them!”

The crowd surged forward.

“Hold them back!”

“Protect His Highness!”

A small number of defenders fought desperately, giving their all to repel the attackers. The scene was one of intense struggle.

Yet, even amidst this chaos, there were those who observed the situation with utter serenity.

Munch-munch-munch.

Louis and the twins sat cross-legged beneath a long tablecloth, half-collapsed over a dining table, engrossed in their snacks.

Incredibly, each twin held a large piece of candy in their hands.

Chomp chomp chomp.

Clang - clang -

Despite chairs and tables shattering right before their eyes and swords flying wildly as enraged knights fought fiercely around them, Louis and the twins wore expressions of utter serenity on their faces.

Chomp chomp.

The sound of the twins munching on their candies almost seemed like background music to this chaotic scene unfolding before them.

As they observed the intense battle with wide-eyed fascination, one of the twins muttered:

“Wahh… chomp! Wow… chomp!”

“Gulp… If he keeps that up, Pablo will be dead soon!” The twins’ exclamation was unclear whether it was an explanation or a malicious wish for Pablo’s demise.

Of course, Louis had no intention of letting Pablo die screaming. No, that absolutely couldn’t happen.

Why else would he have orchestrated such a convoluted plan instead of taking the easy route?

It was all part of his grand design to transform Pablo into a true hero.

Shall we begin?

Louis smiled faintly at his twins.

“Khan, Kani, use your largest spark!”

“Zzzt! Woom”

“Woom! Zzzip!”

Following Louis’s command, the twins extended their hands.

A current began to flow through their soft, white palms.

Krak!

The electricity swirling in their hands soon ignited into a blinding light that engulfed the entire wedding hall.

“Gah!”

“Huh?!”

Caught off guard by the sudden burst of brilliance, hundreds of people instinctively squeezed their eyes shut.

Seizing this momentary blindness, Louis’s fingers moved swiftly.

Now!

His Dragon Heart fiercely channeled elemental power as he cast a sacred scripture.

Moments later…

”…”

In the eerie silence, the Levans soldiers cautiously opened their eyes.

What they saw left them utterly speechless with shock.

“Wh-what’s going on?!”

“Gah!”

The dozens of survivors who had been clustered at the front of the wedding hall…

“Where did everyone go?!”

“W-What is this?!”

They had vanished into thin air.

Meanwhile, those who had suddenly disappeared were just as bewildered.

“Ugh!”

“Huh…?”

“W-What just happened?”

One moment they’d been blinded by a flash of light; the next, an inexplicable force was propelling their bodies upward. When they finally came to, they found themselves suspended in mid-air—no, not quite floating, but standing on something solid nonetheless.

Though they could feel its firmness beneath their feet, there was nothing tangible there—an inconceivable paradox. Their astonishment at this bizarre turn of events didn’t last long, however, for it quickly gave way to relief.

“We’re alive.”

“I thought we were done for.”

The peculiar occurrence had rescued them from certain annihilation at the hands of Levans’ forces. Yet, despite their newfound safety, they knew better than to let down their guard—the enemy still lurked below.

Though the palace ceiling stood high above, obscuring much from view, these survivors weren’t about to be caught off guard again. Sure enough, when they peered downward, they spied the enemy soldiers stirring and scanning their surroundings with confusion.

And then, in that instant:

“Huh?! Levans!”

“W-we’ve been found out!”

Levans looked up at the ceiling. But for some reason, he turned away as if he hadn’t discovered anything. Then he started barking orders at his soldiers to tear up their surroundings, as if searching for something.

This left the ones standing perfectly fine in mid-air flustered.

“He didn’t see us…?”

“You’re telling me he couldn’t see this?”

It wasn’t just pretending not to notice; it seemed like they were genuinely invisible.

Page let out a soft groan at this turn of events.

“Oh…!” Her eyes turned towards Pablo, her face lighting up with hope. “Louis… is that you, Prince?”

“Most likely,” Pablo nodded in agreement.

Though Louis wasn’t visibly present, he was the only one who could create such miracles. Page felt slightly relieved by Pablo’s response.

That was truly… a heart-stopping moment.

When the enemy blade had rushed towards her father, she had been so startled that her legs wobbled like jelly. Regaining her composure, Page turned her gaze to Pablo’s back.

In that moment of crisis, he had launched himself without hesitation to save his father, resulting in a wound now seeping faintly with blood. The sight stirred pain and gratitude within her… along with a strange fluttering sensation.

For an instant, her cheeks flushed slightly.

W-What am I thinking at a time like this?!

Page shook her head vigorously, trying to clear away such thoughts.

Meanwhile, Pablo stood there looking down, clearly puzzled by what he saw below.

The wedding hall had become a sea of chaos as Levans’ forces scrambled around, searching for their vanished guests. Despite the sheer numbers and apparent threat posed by these soldiers, they were merely ordinary beings—no match for those present here today.

I wonder what goes through your mind?

Pablo’s memories were clear as day.

Winter orcs were several times stronger than their common counterparts and far more ferocious. Louis and his twins had annihilated a village of hundreds within hours. If they truly unleashed their full power, Levans’s six-hundred-man army would be no match for them—more like target practice after lunch.

Despite this, Louis and the twins remained hidden.

Are they aiming for something else?

As Pablo pondered this question,

The sudden voice prompted him to immediately assess his condition. His back throbbed slightly from superficial wounds, but nothing seemed too serious at first glance.

Pablo nodded after completing his self-check.

Everything seems fine.

As if he had read Pablo’s thoughts, Louis spoke up again.

[Cough cough, Pablo, did you know Page glanced at your back earlier with an incredibly impressed look?]

A look that seemed to say, Really? Did that happen? appeared on Pablo’s face despite himself.

[Absolutely! It’s true! Just think about it—thanks to me, you made a good impression on Page and scored points with her father! Isn’t that fantastic? Right?]

Though unsure if things would work out exactly like that, Pablo still nodded along. After all, there was some truth in what Louis said.

Without missing a beat, Louis continued:

[So then, future son-in-law? Shall we put on a dramatic performance from now on? Let’s rack up those brownie points!]

Huh?

What do you mean by that…?!

Question marks seemed to float above Pablo’s head.

But there was no time for him to voice his confusion.

Wha—?!

The ground beneath his feet suddenly gave way, sending Pablo plummeting downward. Despite the abrupt change in circumstances, his training paid off; he managed to regain his balance before landing.

Thud.

The sound reverberated through the air as the six-foot-tall giant hit the ground.

“W-what’s going on?!”

“One of them appeared!”

“It’s over here!”

Pablo’s sudden fall had drawn attention, with six hundred pairs of eyes now focused solely on him.

Each one radiated a murderous aura that could freeze blood in its tracks.

Pablo involuntarily swallowed hard.

“Um… L-Louis?” he called out desperately with a hint of panic in his voice.

But all that came back to him was Louis’s cheerful response:

What do you mean “complete”? We haven’t even started preparing yet!

I didn’t give you any time to prepare at all!

The maddening tone made Pablo blurt out what he really felt:

“This is insane!”

“Oh, uh, no… I didn’t mean anything…”

“…”

”…”

Louis’s urgency made Pablo wince.

No…

Pablo had thought Louis was talking about himself all this time when he kept saying “hero,” but no…

Was he actually telling me to do that?!

In Pablo’s field of vision, his view was filled with swarming enemies closing in on him from all sides.