Tyrant, No I am the Villain

The sky was still dark as sunrise had yet to arrive. Many soldiers were visible inside the trenches, they were all tensed because of what was to come.

One soldier said with a fearful tone "Why are we still fighting?" Which had a quick response "We have no choice, our capital fell but the Prince and his wife fled to the last standing City. We must defend them."

Those words weren't enough because another responded questioning "Why? Why must we defend them?" The one who explained earlier began to explain calmly "You were a farmer before being conscripted right, well our Prince is a class 1 Magus. He is nearing the stage where he can enter and be an Arch Magus. If they were to happen, then the bloodhounds of the Butcher of Ikarus would be nothing for us."

The curious soldier asked again, "So we are defending someone who could possibly attain strength to face the Fourth Prince of Ikarus." And in response the soldier who answered earlier nodded while saying "Yes, we just have to prevent them from taking this fortress behind us. If it falls then the City can be easily attacked."

Though other soldiers began to join in the conversation "Honestly, we should have surrendered when the tower of Magus was burned and the Capital fell." But patriotism still existed since some began to say "How can you say that? They all died for the sake of saving Theon and preventing it from falling into enemies hands."

The soldiers began to bicker amongst each other about surrendering or fighting till death. "We were a country of Magus and Mana wielding. Now many of us low class and beginner Magus are forced to hold swords and spears instead of magic." This was due to shortage of manpower in the Army.

The low class which is class 5 Magus and beginner class Magus who are below class 5, were not strong enough to face a Soldier who uses physical strength. They could defeat them but the chances are extremely too low while when facing an Aura wielder they are practically useless.

The farmer who became a soldier said "It was something, the war and everything. My farm got destroyed by them before I was called to be a soldier after the fall of the Capital City. I didn't expect to be here at all, I don't even have any combat experience or talents." Those words were of pure fear and hopelessness.

A soldier who survived in the Capital spoke "Maybe you were lucky to be not there, when the Butcher came everyone surrendered expecting mercy but all he did was butcher everyone including the civilians. It was a total bloodbath." Another one joined "Yes, it was so brutal that they began to hunt down those who were fleeing the city if it was some kind of a sport."

They began to share more about the cruel acts committed by the Fourth Prince of Ikarus but one suggested "Perhaps it's because he is a banished Prince, not to mention a child of a maid so he would exhibit a violent tendency to prove himself to his father who is even worse as I've heard."

But their conversation ended abruptly when they heard "INCOMING!!" A loud scream which notified them of the projectiles launched from catapults which struck the trenches.

The soldiers in trenches were either burned because the projectiles were burning and they were crushed to death. Those who survived had their ears blasted for they could hear a buzzing sound tingling in their ears.

One of the commanding officers screamed "EVERYONE, PREPARE! THE ENEMIES THEY ARE COMING!! DEFEND! DEFEND! DEFEND MY SOLDIERS! TO THE DEATH, FOR THEON, FOR OUR PRINCE!!" Many held their heads and screamed while sitting down while others who could begin to stand up holding spears and swords, they faced the smile in front of them.

They couldn't see what was beyond the smoke but they could hear a rumbling. As if a stampede was coming towards them.

Some gulped down, sweating and breathing heavily, the fear of the unknown coming to kill them. Majority knew the fact that they would die and have nowhere to run off too so they must take a last stand.

The soldiers' feeling was true, it was death. A cavalry which was swift and powerful came through the smoke. They were so fast that some soldiers had no clue what struck them even after meeting their undeniable death. It was precise, quick and deadly which was effective, very effective.

Death, everywhere and there was no mercy shown since after the cavalry came the infantry who were cleaning up the rest.

They left no one alone, killing anyone who survived to ensure there won't be anyone to resist the arrival of the butcher himself and he came finally, his very presence shook the battlefield itself.

Those who were in the fortress felt a chill down their spine, they could see the trenches in front of their fortress burning and covered in screams of their own men who were getting massacred. But amongst the carnage, they saw it.

Eyes shining brightly like stars, there were a pair of hundred red eyes which were shining like red stars which all were following one man whose eyes were of pure ocean blue. It was so bright as if a blue giant star was falling down on them, they couldn't look away and all they ever felt was the feeling of inevitable death approaching them mercilessly.

It was him, the Butcher. The Fourth Prince of Ikarus, Estafan Angeras the outcast who was banished by the King to the border where he has been fighting for ten years. A man who hasn't tasted defeat and conquered five nations in that decade.

The fortress had the feeling of wanting to surrender since the butcher and his blood hounds were approaching. They knew the impending doom considering the battle was nearing since the arrival of the man who was about to conquer his sixth nation.