Player Who Became A Constellation [EN]: Chapter 80

The Chaser collapsed on his rear, unable to move.

‘This is a nightmare!’

How did things end up like this?

He had been trying to impress his father and gain merit for the next royal succession.

He didn’t think it would be that difficult.

The opponent was a princess notorious for being foolish, and the smoke made from Poison Troll excrement had indeed inflicted considerable damage.

However, there was something he hadn’t anticipated.

“Kyaaah-!”

That she was more of a monster than he thought.

The enraged beast had its fur standing on end, swinging its claws right in front of him.

By a hair’s breadth, the beast that had sliced off his hair was dangling in the air.

“Hoon! What? Why are you grabbing me!?”

Loki had snatched Karen by the scruff of her neck and lifted her up.

Was that why?

She looked like a black cat caught by its butler.

“Didn’t you say you were going to capture her earlier?”

“Ah! I forgot. Thanks, Hoon!”

Karen smiled brightly as if nothing had happened. But she frowned at the pain in her stomach.

“It hurts~”

Her stomach was pierced, and blood was flowing profusely.

Thanks to that, the Chaser’s face was splattered with blood.

The Chaser felt terror at Karen’s nonchalant attitude despite her fatal wound.

The hybrid of a Nord and a Myo was truly a monster.

Loki squeezed his eyes shut and shoved a potion into her complaining mouth.

“Drink.”

Soon, smoke rose from her pierced stomach, and the wound healed naturally.

The Chaser’s eyes widened.

What is that recovery speed…?! Is it the Suin [a race known for their healing abilities] that’s strange? Or is that potion strange!?

“Oh! My wound is all healed!”

“It’s the potion.”

“It tastes good, can I have some more?”

“…Even if it tastes like something, it would be blood, right?”

Even if it was a potion made by Loki, the ingredient was still troll blood.

“And I don’t think this is the time for us to be fooling around.”

Karen, who had calmed down her excitement, sniffed and her ears twitched. Her bright expression slowly disappeared.

She looked like she was about to cry.

“I smell something burning. And screams….”

Her tearful expression soon twisted as if enraged.

“They’re killing our people!”

“It seems they’ve started the invasion. Since I came to support, I’ll intervene this time.”

“Th, thank you!”

Karen left those words and quickly climbed the wall to the rooftop of the building and left.

As the unleashed beast disappeared, the Chaser felt relieved.

If she had continued to rampage, he would have become minced meat like his subordinates sprawled in the alley.

“Don’t be relieved.”

The Chaser turned his head.

“You are in my hands.”

Loki raised his sword.

“First, I need to cut you off so you can’t escape.”

…What?

As he was thinking that, Loki’s sword was swung towards his feet.

***

“We have secured Prince Thorsen!”

A contributor who conquered Astoria Island long ago and founded the country with King Nordrian.

Elder Kshan gasped for breath.

‘Damn it, I’m getting old, my body is heavy.’

He had already put Prince Thorsen on a ship and sent him towards the river.

Now, all that’s left is to clean up and leave this kingdom.

‘King Nordrian, don’t resent me. It’s your own fault.’

To try to resist even after seeing the forces of the Forman Kingdom.

‘Everyone will die that way.’

A request for dispatch was made, and the Nord race, responding to it, entered the waters of Astoria Island.

The Forman Kingdom would not stand still.

‘How have I lived until now!’

Yearning for the nobles of the continent, leaving for decades. After a long period of patience, he had finally created a family.

Now, all that was left was to pass on the family to his children, and he couldn’t lose that.

Rather than that, he would rather stick to the Forman Kingdom and save his family.

“Load everything you can take!”

At Kshan’s words, his subordinates and the soldiers of the Forman Kingdom loaded all kinds of goods onto the ship.

As he was born with the blood of the Nord race, he still had the habit of prioritizing looting.

“That’s it! Now I can really become a real noble with a territory!”

Greed filled Elder Kshan’s eyes.

“Let’s go!”

Elder Kshan began to push the ship piled high with loot.

Laughter was heard at the sight.

“The old man is greedy.”

“He’s a Nord. Those looters.”

“Haha, the prideful talk was nonsense. To betray his comrades to save his own life.”

‘Laugh as you please! Once I become a noble, I’ll cut off all your heads!’

Kshan engraved the faces of those who laughed at him one by one in his memory.

‘But… Ugh-! Why isn’t the ship moving!?’

Did he load too much?

“Huh? Uh, uh…?”

“What… what is that-?!”

Kshan was so focused on pushing his ship that he didn’t notice the commotion around him.

“Run away-!”

Those who were about to leave on ships around him quickly got off the ships and began to leave the harbor.

“Huh? What? What’s-?”

It was then that Elder Kshan belatedly reacted.

A shadow cast over his head.

Elder Kshan raised his head and could see the bottom of a huge steel ship.

“Ah….”

The floating ship slammed down on the ground.

Crack-!

The galleons that the Forman Kingdom army had come on were destroyed.

“Uwaaaagh-!”

Elder Kshan quickly turned around and ran with all his might.

The wooden pier crumbled, and its fragments scattered.

Like a bulldozer, it crushed everything that blocked its path.

Elder Kshan was out of breath.

“Keuh-!”

‘I, I can’t do it anymore-!’

Unable to maintain his balance, he collapsed and looked back.

Elder Kshan screamed at the warship that rushed towards him.

He hurriedly retreated while sitting on his rear, but the bottom of the ship’s hull crushed Elder Kshan’s legs.

“Kuaaaagh-!”

With the sound of bones breaking, the warship stopped.

“What, what is this-?!”

Elder Kshan, sweating and writhing in pain, shouted.

At that moment, a ladder fell from the warship, and people were coming down.

“Eucha!”

Nord warriors.

They were covered in white scale armor from head to toe.

Elder Kshan closed his mouth when he saw them.

Nord… race…?

But the Nord race he knew didn’t have such equipment.

It was ambiguous to even call them the Nord race. Each one had armor that could only be seen in the Empire.

The pillager race couldn’t look like knights.

“What? Who should we kill?”

“What should we do? Everyone is just watching us blankly without trying to kill us… Aren’t those guys all Nordrian?”

“Shouldn’t we just kill them all?”

“You’re going to be in big trouble. You’ll be killed by the king if you do that?”

No. That ignorant way of speaking. They are definitely the Nord race!

Are those the dispatched troops of Nordrian?

Elder Kshan’s face turned pale, and he pointed at them and shouted.

“Ki, kill! Kill them-!”

It was then that the Forman Kingdom soldiers, who had come to their senses, grabbed their weapons. But they couldn’t bring themselves to attack.

They were confused.

The fact that these people, who were wearing a huge warship they had never seen before and wearing 멋들어진 [stylish/fancy] white scale armor, were the ‘enemy’ intimidated them.

They had never heard of having such people as ‘enemies’.

“What are you doing?”

At that moment, a man wearing a crow mask walked out.

In his hand was a man with his legs cut off, being dragged by the hair.

The Forman Kingdom army paused once again.

It was because unknown people continued to appear.

‘That’s… Prince Chaser!’

Their ruler, the prince of Forman, was being dragged in a miserable state.

“Oh! Your Majesty!”

The Nord warriors bowed to him.

“If you received a request for dispatch, you must work accordingly.”

“I understand! Then who should we kill?”

“…….”

Loki blinked and tilted his head.

Everyone in the harbor was frozen, staring at them.

Among them were the Nordrian kingdom citizens being toyed with, and the Forman Kingdom army as well.

They were all mixed up, making it difficult to determine exactly who was the enemy and who was the ally.

“Kill anyone who attacks us.”

“Yes, but they are not attacking us.”

“Is that so? Then….”

Loki’s gaze turned to Elder Kshan, whose legs were crushed on the ship.

He swung his sword.

The sword strike swung in the air, cutting through the wind and shattering Kshan into pieces.

As if he had been bombed, blood splattered everywhere without leaving a trace.

“Killing the guy who told us to kill him will get a reaction.”

“K, Kshan Elder is dead!”

“It’s the Nord race! Kill them!”

“Save Prince Chaser!”

The Forman Kingdom soldiers aimed their bows all at once.

“Oh! You are indeed wise.”

The Nord warriors each took up their weapons.

From huge axes to spears and swords.

“Fire!”

Arrows poured in.

The Nord warriors did not dodge or block the arrows.

Clang-!

The armor deflected the arrows.

It was armor made by dwarves from metal processed in Valhalla Palace [a legendary hall in Norse mythology].

It is difficult to even scratch it with ordinary weapons.

“Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go-!”

The Nord warriors began to run. And one by one, they jumped up and slammed down their axes.

Crack-!

The Forman Kingdom soldier who was shooting the arrow was split in half.

“Hiiiik-!”

S, someone can be split in half in one blow?

“Ga, gather! Gather and push them back!”

Three Forman soldiers gathered and rushed at once, but the Nord warrior pushed them back with his axe.

“Where do you think you’re going-!”

And with each swing, one person was knocked away.

Blood splattered, and their helmets were stained with blood.

The Forman Kingdom soldiers, whose spirits were suppressed by the glittering green eyes in the helmets, began to flee.

“Reload-!”

On the warship, under the command of Ruran, the Nord warriors were busily moving.

The warship’s ballistae were aimed at the fleeing Forman soldiers.

“Fire-!”

Kwarururuk-!

The ballistae sparked with friction.

Bang-!

With a roar, the ballistae were pushed back, and bolts poured in.

The bolts, which flew like cannonballs, not only pierced through the bodies of the Forman soldiers but also exploded their entire bodies.

“Eueuaaaagh-!”

It was a horror for the Forman soldiers.

A huge warship rushed in from the darkness and fired ballistae, and the prince was being held by the enemy with his legs cut off.

Unknown soldiers appeared and slaughtered them.

‘This is… a nightmare!’

One of the Nord warriors picked up the axe that had crushed the head and asked Loki.

“What do we do with the guys who are running away?”

“Don’t follow them. We shouldn’t kill Nordrians by mistake. And….”

Something black flew towards the fleeing Forman soldiers.

Crack-!

A fist slammed down, turning humans into minced meat.

A black cat’s tail swayed gently.

Karen hunted down the fleeing Forman soldiers.

“That girl will take care of the ones who are running away.”

“I understand! But what is that?”

The Nord warrior pointed to the Chaser held in Loki’s hand.

Loki recalled the words the Forman royal army soldiers had shouted a little while ago.

-Save the prince!

“…They said he’s a prince.”

“Goodness, did you catch the prince? But why is such a guy in enemy territory?”

“He seems serious about invading this country; the prince is directly involved like this.”

At that moment, Karen shouted urgently towards Loki.

“Hoon! I, I need help!”

“Help?”

Loki looked at Karen.

He thought it was rare for her to ask for help like that, given her personality.

“Brother! Our brother has been kidnapped!”

Kidnapped?

If it’s Karen’s brother, it must be Prince Thorsen.

“The soldiers said! They saw him being dragged away! What should I do? What can I do to save our brother?”

Looking at her pitifully asking for help, Loki thought of the Chaser.

If the prince of our country is being held hostage, we can hand over the prince of the enemy country and demand his release.

With that thought, he lifted the Chaser in his hand.

“Ah….”

But there was a problem.

Blood was flowing from his severed feet, his eyes were rolled back, and he was drooling.

The hostage was not in good condition.