I Became The Tyrant Of A Defense Game [EN]: Chapter 257

A little while ago, at the west gate.

It was the moment Junior joined the defense of the west gate.

Junior, who had climbed onto the ramparts, was bewildered by the sight that met his eyes.

“What is this…”

Outside the west gate, several soldiers were captured by werewolves.

The werewolves were advancing, using the soldiers as shields, and the soldiers on the ramparts trembled as they aimed their bows at the monsters.

“What on earth is going on?”

“The werewolves who attacked first were fleeing… so Hans, the commander of the west gate defense, went after them.”

One of the soldiers aiming his bow answered Junior’s question.

“It was a trap. Dozens more werewolves appeared… and the entire pursuit team was captured.”

“Those idiots! They only had to defend, why did they chase them!”

“Half of the defense force died in their first attack.”

Soldiers were seen scattered and fallen on the ramparts. The soldier who was explaining gritted his teeth.

“Hans said he couldn’t let the fleeing ones go and went after them.”

“Even so… !”

At that moment, the youngest and most youthful man among the captured soldiers—Hans, the defense commander—shouted at the top of his lungs.

“What are you doing! Shoot!”

“… !”

“Are you going to endanger everyone inside the ramparts because of us?! Shoot now!”

Hans yelled at the soldier next to Junior.

“Shoot, Miller! Now!”

“Kuh… !”

However, the soldier, Miller, lowered his bow slowly, sobbing.

“I, I can’t shoot.”

Miller made an excuse, not an excuse, in a trembling voice to Junior.

“Hans is my friend. He’s like a brother I’ve grown up with since childhood. How… how can I kill him with my own hands?!”

Hans screamed from outside the ramparts.

“It’s an order from the defense commander, you morons! Shoot now!”

At the word ‘order,’ some of the trembling soldiers released the bowstrings with arrows nocked.

Thud thud thud!

Thwack! Thwack!

Arrows rained down. And the werewolves calmly used the human shields to block the arrows.

“Ugh! Aaaah!”

“Kuaaaah! It hurts! It hurts!”

The soldiers pierced by the arrows let out screams of pain. Hans, who had arrows stuck in his stomach and knees, couldn’t help but groan.

The werewolves chuckled and narrowed the distance toward the ramparts.

The faces of the soldiers on the ramparts turned pale.

Feeling the defense unit’s morale rapidly collapsing, Junior stepped forward.

‘I have to stop them.’

While casting magic, Junior tried to make a cold judgment.

‘Now that they’ve been captured by the werewolves, those soldiers are all dead. This is not the time to be sentimental. I have to wipe out the werewolves all at once with area magic…!’

However.

Even though he knew it in his head.

The days of his childhood suddenly flashed through Junior’s mind as he was drawing up the elements of lightning and wind.

The soldiers screaming as they were used as human shields and the people who were dying from lightning and wind in his childhood village overlapped.

‘No, no! It’s different from that day!’

This is unavoidable.

An unavoidable sacrifice for a greater cause…

‘Who decides that cause?’

Junior hesitated.

Weighing the value of lives, adding and subtracting, and willingly sacrificing even the lives of allies if necessary.

Junior did not have the capacity as a leader to do that.

Junior froze, unable to shoot magic at the hostages. And at this moment, the fate of the west gate was decided.

Taat-!

The werewolves, judging that they had closed the distance enough, all kicked off the ground and began to rush forward.

Junior hurriedly changed the magic element to water and shot out a huge waterspout,

But it was too late.

Swish!

Dozens of werewolves swept away by the waterspout that stretched out like a whip fell down.

However, a few at the front managed to break through the waterspout and reached the front of the gate.

Taat-!

The huge white werewolf at the very front kicked off the ground and began to climb up the ramparts with unbelievably agile speed.

White Werewolf.

One of only four in the werewolf legion, the top elite monster next to the Wolf King.

The White Werewolf, who skillfully avoided the water bombs that Junior shot in succession, finally climbed onto the ramparts and clung to Junior, swinging its claws.

“Kuh!”

Junior, engaged in close combat with the giant white wolf, shouted at the soldiers.

“I’ll deal with this monster, you guys stop the rest of the wolves!”

“B, but…”

“Stop them!”

Junior let out a scream-like shout as he blocked the wolf’s teeth with his staff.

“Stop them-!”

The soldiers, regaining their senses, began to shoot their bows back into the battlefield one by one.

But the response was late.

Dozens of werewolves had already clung to the ramparts and started to climb.

The defense force, having lost many men and with their morale shattered after their commander was captured, did not have the strength to successfully stop them.

In the end,

Grrr…

Grrr!

One by one, werewolves climbed onto the ramparts.

Taang! Taang-!

Damian started firing support shots from the south ramparts in a hurry, but it was not enough. In an instant, the werewolves on the ramparts increased in number.

Thwack! Thwack-!

“Kuaaak!”

“Save me, save meee!”

It didn’t take long for the monsters’ claws and teeth to ravage the defense force on the ramparts.

The soldiers, who had served their purpose as shields and hostages, were thrown away like trash on the ramparts.

Hans, who had been hit by friendly fire and stabbed in the back by a wolf, collapsed in a corner of the ramparts, spitting blood.

“…”

Miller, who had completely lost his will to fight, slowly knelt in front of Hans. Hans coughed and muttered.

“You moron…”

Miller muttered, haggard.

“I’m sorry.”

Thwack!

The claws of a werewolf that rushed in struck Miller’s neck. The light slowly faded from Hans’s eyes as he blankly watched the scene.

The ramparts were completely occupied, and after a few minutes.

Thud- Clatter!

The gate was opened by the hands of the wolves who had entered the ramparts.

The fall of the west gate was so futile and simple.

Oooooooo!

Oooooooo-!

The werewolves, letting out howls, began to rush into the city.

Leaving only about a dozen to surround Junior.

“Haa, haa, haa… !”

Junior looked around at the werewolves that had surrounded her without a gap, rolling her eyes.

She is a mage.

She has immense firepower and the ability to improvise, but in the end, she is a classic type of typical mage.

She is vulnerable in close combat, has terrible defense, and becomes infinitely weak without pre-casted magic.

A glass cannon that is easily broken without a party member to take the front line.

About 10 werewolves, who specialize in close combat, were clinging to her, and even one of them was the elite White Werewolf.

Junior was confident that she could take more than half of them with her, but she realized that she could not save her own life either.

Junior bit her lip. In a place like this…!

At that moment,

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack-!

Wind bullets flew in and pierced the necks of the werewolves.

When the surprised werewolves looked in that direction, an even more fierce, blade-like gust of wind flew in and struck the werewolves.

“I came out because the city was noisy…”

It was Reina who had flown up to the ramparts on wind magic.

“The wolves are running wild.”

Wearing an imperial army coat over her patient gown, with a cigarette in her mouth.

Reina pointed her index finger forward and casually shot out wind bullets.

Thwack-!

A powerful wind flew in. At the same time, Junior also sprayed waterspouts in all directions.

Grrr!

When another powerful mage appeared and the two mages began to coordinate, the White Werewolf led his subordinates and immediately turned around and began to flee.

Junior and Reina fired wind and lightning at the monster’s back in succession, but even as other werewolves were dying, the White Werewolf managed to break through the barrage and escape.

“Haa, haa… !”

Reina, leaning on her staff and limping, approached Junior, who was breathing roughly.

“Are you okay, Jupiter’s daughter?”

“I…”

Junior closed her eyes tightly, looking down at the wide-open gate.

“I made a mistake.”

“…”

“If I had just used magic! If I hadn’t cared whether the monsters took hostages or not, and just burned them all together…! Then I would have prevented the other soldiers from dying, and the gate wouldn’t have been opened…”

“Yes. Then you would have been a great mage.”

Reina said calmly in a dry tone that was neither cold nor soft.

“But the moment you do that so calmly, you wouldn’t be a normal human either.”

Reina, standing next to Junior who was blaming herself, gestured with her chin toward the inside of the gate.

“Lift your head, kid. The gate is just open. The world hasn’t ended yet.”

“…”

“What’s done is done, and we need to fix it quickly.”

Reina smiled, raising the corners of her mouth.

“Isn’t a mage someone who can put spilled water back into a jar?”

“…”

Junior, regaining her senses at those words, quickly washed her face and opened her eyes wide.

The two mages jumped down from the ramparts at the same time.

To catch and kill all the cockroach-like wolf monsters that had infiltrated the city.

***

There are several prisons on the outskirts of Crossroads. Among them, the prison where the death row inmate Camus was imprisoned was in the west.

“…Hmm?”

Camus, who was curled up on the bed in the corner of the cold cell, opened his eyes dimly.

“Monsters have entered the city!”

“We have to go stop them, let’s hurry too!”

The outside had been noisy for a while, and the prison guards were seen having a hurried conversation.

“But, our main duty is to watch the prisoners…”

“Damn it! Are these bastards the problem now? If the monsters penetrate deep into the city, the damage to the citizens will snowball!”

“Grab your weapons! Join the defense force!”

The guards were seen rushing out of the prison.

Camus blankly watched the scene, then burrowed back into his blanket.

He was going to be executed soon anyway.

It didn’t matter what happened to the outside world anymore. He just wanted this boring time to pass quickly and die…

That’s when it happened.

Thud! Clang-!

Grrr!

“Aaaah! Aaaah!”

“I’m sorry! We were wrong! Please save meee!”

Not long after the guards left, they were thrown back into the prison.

There was a terrible sound of metal plates bending, bones breaking, and a wolf monster growling.

‘What is it?’

When Camus, who had been jolted awake, threw off the blanket and got up.

He saw a wolf monster outside the bars, chewing and biting two guards.

As Camus tried to understand what was going on, the werewolf grabbed the bars of Camus’s cell with both arms, forcibly opened them, and entered.

Grrr! Grrr!

The beast’s bloodshot eyes gleamed with murderous intent.

And the next moment. Camus was throwing himself at the corpse of a guard lying on the floor.

Camus’s hand reached the sword hilt on the guard’s waist.

Swish-!

Camus skillfully drew his sword, easily dodging the werewolf’s claws that were coming down from above, then spun his body and plunged the sword into the wolf’s neck.

Thwack!

It was a skillful sword strike from an SR-grade hero character. It was powerful enough to take the life of a careless werewolf in an instant.

Grrr… Grrr…

The werewolf, who was gurgling blood, collapsed powerlessly on the floor. Camus clicked his tongue briefly.

“The punishment I’m going to receive is hanging. Not becoming food for you monsters.”

Oooooo-

The cries of monsters were heard continuously from outside the prison. Camus frowned and glared outside.

“…What the hell is going on?”

But it didn’t matter. He was a prisoner anyway, and he shouldn’t go outside the prison.

Camus was about to curl up on his bed again and try to sleep.

But he found that the corpse of the werewolf he had killed had smashed the bed in the cell and spilled hot blood.

“…Hoo.”