"A Ke, wait outside with Bard. Things might get a little bloody, so don't come along." He gestured for Bard and A Ke to move farther away.
Liszt personally carried the Ice Soul Dragon-Slaying Sword and charged into the Eagle Kingdom's logistical supply convoy.
Dragon Dou Qi and dragon pressure erupted together as he began a slaughter. The logistics team included knights and servants, and every last one of them perished beneath his blade. Not a single person escaped.
There was no spray of blood. As the fire-attributed Dou Qi sliced through flesh, it directly seared it cooked. With a single fire lit, the camp of this logistical supply team was completely torn apart by flames, burying everything within them.
Watching the flames surge skyward, Liszt felt a strange surge of emotion. Once upon a time, he had been an ordinary office worker on Earth who thought even killing a chicken was cruel. Yet now, with a decision made in a single thought, he had massacred a group of people. Fortunately, they were an enemy force, rivals for dragons, with no ordinary civilians among them, so he did not have to blame himself.
In a world ruled by knights, weakness was the original sin.
Especially when dragons were involved.
"The Eagle Kingdom struck first. I'm merely retaliating. Besides, you aided a tyrant in his evil deeds by helping Andre, Sapphire's traitor. Your crimes are unforgivable." Casually making up an excuse to console himself, Liszt shook his head and turned away from the camp blazing beneath the raging fire.
Ever since he had first gone to war, killing had ceased to be a psychological obstacle for him.
So long as civilians were not being slaughtered, war between knights was, in his eyes, nothing more than a game.
"Let's go, A Ke."