Thirty minutes later, Luna’s soldiers had gathered.
The soldiers were still tired from the war. They had only one day to rest. But when Roman Dmitry gave an order, they did not hesitate. It was for the safety of Luna.
Among those armed and ready to head to the battlefield, Smith, who had dealt with Calot in front of everyone, was there.
Roman Dmitry spoke, “Smith.”
“Yes.”
“I heard that the soldiers of the Luna Kingdom basically learn how to fight in the snow. Is that correct?”
“That’s right.”
“What kind of method is that?”
Smith glanced at Kayden. He was hesitant to reveal Luna’s techniques carelessly, but when Kayden nodded, he began, “Well,” Smith began, with a hint of pride, “Luna’s way of fighting in the snow? We’ve got it down to three main things.”
Smith continued, “The first is how to move in the snow. We use special shoes for that. Usually, feet sink into the snow because a person’s weight is concentrated. Luna’s shoes spread this weight out. Aura swordsmen can also spread mana under their feet to help. But just wearing the shoes isn’t enough. You have to learn the right movements.”
The explanation continued. The second was how to use weapons. The third was how to overcome the cold. Luna’s techniques were well-organized.
As Arcadia became colder, the Luna Kingdom had to adapt to survive. When the cold got worse recently, Isabel’s birth helped, but before that, they solved the problem themselves. These methods were the result of hard work.
The people of Luna were proud of it, but Roman Dmitry saw many flaws. Thick snow fell from the sky, like a heavy white curtain. Outside the fortress walls, the world vanished in a swirling white storm.
It was only this much because it was still daytime. When the sun set and the world was dark, the snow would be up to their knees, even up to their chests. Luna’s method lacked something important.
Roman Dmitry looked at Kayden and asked, “Kayden. Does Luna’s method include how to fight during a blizzard?”
“No, it doesn’t.”
“Why not?”
“Because there was no reason to prepare for such a situation. Arcadia was a peaceful place. Knowing how to survive a blizzard is important, but we didn’t prepare for war in a blizzard. We also believed we wouldn’t attack each other. And in a blizzard, everyone is limited, not just the Luna Kingdom.”
It was the same for everyone. No matter how good the Orcs were with the White Wolves, they couldn’t capture Luna’s fortress in a blizzard.
Roman Dmitry said, “I will make you an offer. You live on the Arcadia continent and have learned how to handle extreme cold. Even if you don’t have a plan for blizzards, you are still in a good position. Select 100 of Luna’s soldiers and defeat one Dmitry soldier. The fight will be outside the fortress.”
This was unexpected. Just one person. At the signal, an unknown soldier stepped forward.
He was one of Roman Dmitry’s private soldiers, but his name wasn’t well-known. ‘Dmitry’s soldiers are all outstanding aura swordsmen. It would be hard for a hundred ordinary Luna soldiers to win, even with the environment on their side.’
That’s when it happened. “Kayden. You can use aura swordsmen in your group of one hundred. If you defeat Dmitry’s soldier, I will give you one wish, as a matter of Dmitry’s honor.”
Kayden’s expression was filled with bewilderment. Kayden’s heart pounded. One soldier against one hundred? In this blizzard? It seemed impossible. But Roman Dmitry believed in it. Kayden had to trust him, and protect his soldiers.
One versus one hundred. The soldier had a blank face. He wasn’t special like Chris, Kevin, or Ares, and didn’t seem very strong. His name was Monson.
He was one of Dmitry’s private soldiers, with no special rank. He was just an ordinary man who had helped with odd jobs in the market before becoming a soldier. But Kayden didn’t let his guard down.
During the infiltration operation, when they fought the Orcs in the ice cave, Kayden had seen how strong Dmitry’s soldiers were. ‘He’s probably not an easy opponent. And Roman Dmitry wouldn’t start a fight he couldn’t win.’
Kayden moved his feet and instructed the soldiers. As Roman Dmitry said, he formed a group of one hundred, including himself and the aura swordsmen.
“Listen carefully,” Kayden said, his voice serious. “Don’t think for a second this will be easy just because it’s one man. Outside the fortress, the blizzard is our enemy too. Stay close, watch each other’s backs. We have to win this. We have to show Dmitry what Luna is made of.”
“Understood.”
Everyone looked determined. *Creak.* The heavy fortress gate slowly opened, grinding against the snow. As Kayden stepped outside, the magical warmth of the fortress vanished instantly. The blizzard hit them like a physical blow.
*Whoooosh.* The wind howled, a hungry, icy beast. The cold bit through their thick furs and clothes, sinking deep into their bones. Snow lashed down, so thick it was like a white wall in front of them. Kayden squinted, barely able to see a few feet.
*How could one man fight a hundred in this chaos?* Doubt flickered in his mind, but he pushed it away. They had to do this for Luna. He gave a quick nod to his soldiers, who stood shoulder to shoulder, faces grim but determined. From the distance, a figure stood on the fortress wall – Roman Dmitry. He raised his hand, then dropped it sharply.
“Start!” his voice boomed, carried faintly on the wind.
*Tap.* Monson disappeared into the snow. Just a few steps, and he was gone. Kayden raised his mana and scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes.
“Guard the surroundings! As long as we don’t let our guard down, this is a favorable fight for us.”
*Whoosh.* The senses became keenly alert. That’s when it happened. The moment something was caught in his senses, the fight broke out before Kayden could even warn them.
*Thwack! Wham!* “Ugh.”
“Ack!” It was instantaneous. Monson appeared through the snow, striking the soldiers at the front with the blunt side of his weapon, knocking down three at once.
They couldn’t resist. Kayden, an aura swordsman, barely sensed Monson, so the ordinary soldiers couldn’t react to his sudden appearance.
“Oh, dear.”
*Crack! Rumble!* Monson kicked off the ground and disappeared back into the snow, as if teasing Kayden. He was embarrassed. He couldn’t see his opponent.
The blizzard was severe, and there were no traces where Monson had gone.
Even using Luna’s most refined snow-walking techniques, leaving no footprints was impossible.
The snow was a thick, white blanket, piled so high that each step plunged them up to their ankles, the cold seeping through their boots. One moment Monson was there, a dark shape against the white, and the next… vanished, as if the biting wind had simply blown him away like a ghost.
This was just the start of their defeat.
One by one, Monson defeated the soldiers.
“This way!”
“Stop… Ack.”
Thud!
“Damn it.”
Chaos broke out on the snowy ground.
This snowy land was Luna’s territory, their own home.
They had been sure they would win. But Monson was like a phantom, appearing and disappearing, making them look foolish.
Even the Aura Knights, their strongest fighters, were not doing any better.
They used Luna’s tracking skills to find Monson. But he was too fast. Before they could react, he attacked.
Thwack-
He staggered.
Cayden, called the White Flying Squirrel because of his speed, could only watch as the knight fell to his knees.
Too slow.
Cayden was known as the fastest in Luna.
But he couldn’t even keep up with Monson.
One by one.
The number of falling soldiers brought despair.
Cayden had started the fight with hope. But now, he had to admit that Monson was far stronger.
“…Was Luna’s way of fighting wrong?” Cayden wondered.
In the end, everyone was defeated.
When Cayden was the last one standing, a chilling voice came from behind.
“Knight. It is over.”
Monson was behind him.
It was clear.
Luna Kingdom had suffered a total defeat.
The bet was over.
An overwhelming defeat.
Cayden accepted the result, but he couldn’t understand why the difference was so great.
Luna.
They struggled to survive in harsh environments.
The skills they had honed were not so weak as to be suppressed by Dimitri’s techniques, which existed in all four seasons.
Luna’s soldiers.
Watching them in their defeated state, Roman Dimitri spoke.
“Luna has tried hard to deal with the harsh land of Arcadia. I know you have worked hard. But now, after fighting the Orcs, it’s clear you weren’t desperate enough.”
“…Are you saying we weren’t desperate enough?”
“Yes.”
Luna and the Northern Ice Palace.
What was the difference between the two?
It was that peace was guaranteed.
Luna didn’t have to desperately try, as there were no enemies around to threaten their lives.
“When the cold first started, Luna must have been desperate. If they couldn’t overcome the cold, they couldn’t survive, so they created various techniques, but the situation changed with the birth of Queen Isabel. The blessing of God, granting guaranteed peace and warmth. It must have been comfortable. You didn’t prepare for the worst kinds of weather. You spent years living comfortably. That was the problem. In Arcadia, heavy snow is not even a variable. Although you have experienced difficulties due to heavy snow from time to time, you have only trained in how to fight in the most ideal situations. You probably thought that was enough. Since most people don’t even understand the effort to become stronger, you probably felt that you were making enough effort just by overcoming prejudice.”
They faltered.
It couldn’t be blamed on anyone.
Many things, all mixed together, had made Luna weak.
“Luna has become weak. It’s not right for a country to fall apart just because one person, Queen Isabel, is missing. What Monson showed you was the product of struggle. Instead of finding easy ways to live with the cold, they learned to use the harsh weather to their advantage. They had to fight for survival every day.”
The soldiers raised their heads.
They were miserable and ashamed, but they didn’t turn away from reality.
“Luna has been annexed by Dimitri. And I will give you the power to become self-reliant.”
If.
They failed to seize the opportunity properly.
Luna would be excluded from the future that Dimitri envisioned.
“The name of what I am trying to teach is called ‘Snowfield Martial Arts.’”
That evening.
Everyone was stunned.
The Luna soldiers, having finished their training, doubted whether what they had experienced was real.
“…No way.”
“How did Dimitri create these techniques?”
Snowfield Martial Arts.
It was astonishing.
Perfect from start to finish.
The Northern Ice Palace skills were not just about moving fast in the snow. They taught everything: how to hide, how to leave no tracks, and how to find enemies even when you couldn’t see clearly.
Only then.
Could they understand Roman Dimitri’s words.
Luna’s fighting style was like fighting with no enemies in mind. But the Northern Ice Palace’s style was always ready for the worst enemy.
“…Perhaps, Roman Dimitri is a messenger of God.”
One soldier said.
Roman Dimitri.
He was beyond common sense.
He had brought only 30 reinforcements and subjugated 10,000 Orcs, and with his vast knowledge that even Luna didn’t possess, he had presented a new direction.
Now, not a single person said that heavy snow would be a problem.
He was truly a divine being. Each and every move he made left a strong impact in their minds.
Cayden shook his head.
“No. He is not a messenger of God. He has become something beyond human.”
He believed in God.
There was no change in his heart to follow him.
But the life he would live from now on would be to establish independence for Luna’s future, as Roman Dimitri had said.
The plan was for two days later.
They would conduct sufficient training and then set off.
The existence of the elves was important.
It was necessary to help them as soon as possible, but Roman Dimitri said that there was no need to rush things out of impatience.
The elves would just make it more likely they would win.
If they couldn’t even last a few days, then that was all the strength they had in the first place, so it was necessary to stabilize Luna’s strength first.
Luna also.
Had entered Dimitri’s domain.
They trusted him to keep them safe, unlike before when they first asked for help. They now had complete faith in him.
Dimitri when he was an ally, and Dimitri when he wasn’t.
The feeling was completely different.
Two days later.
Creak.
The fortress gate opened.
Soldiers stepping outside.
In their eyes, no more doubts about victory could be found.