29-Years-Old Bachelor Was… Brought to a Different World to Live Freely

The next day, wearing a repaired Mithrill Armor, I was meeting with the captain of the Light Cavalry Battalion with Marr.

"Crossroads and, er..."

"Telescopic."

"Yes, how's the war going in Telescopic?

"According to the best correspondence this morning, both seem to be successfully repelling demons. However, Groudis doesn't seem to be in a better position. They have a lot of flying demons, and they seem to be struggling."

Because a strong fence doesn't make sense when a flying demon is the opponent.

There is a high risk of being targeted by a guard with a thin direct defense, and that would be troublesome.

"Looks like it would be a good idea to head to Groudis after all. Let's hurry."

"Ha!"

I took a day off and the soldiers seemed to be refreshed.

After the defensive battle of the King's capital, Alphen, he came to Berlion to regroup his troops shortly after he rested.

Regardless of how tough knights I am, Aunt VIT would have been tight.

I have to give the horse a break or, in some cases, replace it.

"I knew it was a little less......"

"I don't know how much the sweep of the remaining enemies is, but the demons are the opponents."

Light cavalry battalions were also slightly but damaged in yesterday's battle.

Fortunately, there didn't seem to be any deaths, but a dozen seriously wounded have left the front.

No matter how much healing magic has healed the wound, it may take days to a week for it to work properly, and months to heal if it is bad.

How is the old spear man who was previously injured in a troll exorcism doing by now?

Three days running on horses from Berlion, I accidentally leaked a groan at the brawl going on in front of me.

Much smaller than a dragon, but a dragon-like demon with winged things hanging over the fortified city in front of it.

That's not all, he's like an insect-shaped or feathered lion, or so many demons seem to be raiding soldiers on the walls.

The earth sticks to the walls on the ground, and it's wacky that he's like a giant slapping on the walls with guns with something like a stick of demons climbing.

Two thousand and five hundred rescue brigades, reinforcements from the Wang capital, also seem to be forcing their defenses against an overwhelming number of demonic opponents. That looks like quite a few casualties.

"Lord Brave... How do you do it?

We have to prioritize.

The Light Cavalry Battalion should take Marr and have him join the rescue brigade.

I need to kick the demon that's attacking the castle gate first. If the castle gate is broken, there will be enormous damage to the citizens of Groudis.

After that, clean the sky and sweep the remaining enemies. Shall we kick as much demons on the road as possible at the cost of going?

"I'll open the line, so the Light Cavalry Battalion will join me with the rescue brigade. Join the rescue brigade, too, Marr. Don't push it. Then I break through the enemy lines and knock on the demons attacking the castle gate. Tell the Brigade Leader to take a look at the plane and go back."

"Ha!"

"Okay. Mr. Tysi, please don't push me."

"Do good. Let's go! Keep going after me!

He descends from his horse and begins his disease with a jointed sword to cast his magic.

I heard a howling noise from behind, I can depend on the sound of a roaring horseshoe.

"Blow it up!"

The magic released from the junction sword turned into multiple burst light shells and pierced a herd of demons on the path.

One explosion after another, demons blowing up like gag comics or something. No, because there's a thousand cuts flying around, is it impossible to say gag comics?

I can't use rays or magic cannons because it's hard to have allies on the rays. Because the Big Bang can blow up every ally, the main magic in a riot becomes a burst light bomb.

If you don't use this carefully, you may involve your allies.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

He wields a magical jointed sword that wields the demons blocking him on the path and wipes him out.

It doesn't matter what level 5 swordsmanship is when this happens somehow. 'Cause if you shake it, you'll erase it.

I'm not a DM Battlemaniac, so I'm not gonna stop using strong weapons! My life is at stake, here and here.

From time to time, he jumps up and blows up demons fighting relief brigades or blocking light cavalry battalions on their path with explosive light bullets.

It would be easier if there was magic that could still or fly in the air. Will there be magic in the wind magic to fly?

You should have tried it while you were yesterday. I have a lot of skill points.

That's how we arrived right next to the rescue brigade while we were fighting.

"Coming! Lord Brave has arrived!

"Now you can win!

And I was in a very welcoming state.

Slightly different words, but a phrase I've heard somewhere.

Clean the surrounding demons until the light cavalry rendezvous. Looks like Marl's safe, too.

"I'm going to clean the castle gate. Don't push me!

"Yes, take care, Mr. Tysi!

Safe to see Marr rendezvous with the rescue brigade, I plunged into a herd of demons deploying in front of the rescue brigade.

From familiar guys like goblins and oaks to unrecognizable ones like some kind of big kamakiri or a two-legged walking bear with six arms.

Kicking the goblin into pieces of wood dust, Oak blew his head off with the magic of the light bullet that was unfolding on his left hand. Avoid the Kamakiri sickle, flash the jointed sword in reverse and erase it. Something like a bear blew up with me.

Sometimes he cleaves a bunch of demons as he kicks them with a jointed sword, sometimes magic, or a kick or fist that rolls out of his own flesh.

I've earned enough distance from the rescue brigade, there are three hundred and sixty degrees of demons all around.

"Ha-ha! Blow it up!"

Concentrate and explode magic throughout your body. A flash and explosion broke out around me, blowing up the enemies around me. The magic of a magical explosion is truly refreshing.

Just run for the castle gate, run.

Kick the troll fluttering in the aftermath of the magic explosion, sprinkle a burst of light bullets from the air onto the path with more recoil, wield the junction sword and erase the demons that attack you.

There was a dead mountain blood river built in my passage.

"Whoa, whoa!

As we approached the walls, there were more large monsters.

A monster like Kimyra, the big fool, gets stuck in front of him.

The body was like a scaly, startled lion or something, with heads like snakes, crocodiles and chameleons. You're a reptile Kimyra.

"Kishaaaa!"

A snake-like head threw up something like purple poison fog along with the sound of intimidation.

Unfortunately, I was completely poison resistant.

"No use!

I don't mind sticking it in the poison fog and swinging the junction sword down in a hanging.

Reptile Kimyra's upper body disappeared. Oh, awareaware.

That said, special attacks are a little scary.

"Windshield!

Fine flying tools, fragments, braces. Mr. Windshield attenuates even the air resistance. Good magic.

Start the assault on the castle gate again.

"Oh no!

Fly and kick into the flank of a muscular mukimki-matchoman giant-like demon wandering near the castle gate. I got about two of them involved and blew them to the side.

Put the jointed sword in the sheath and grip both fists. If you wave the junction sword poorly, it could smash the walls, so let me go here in Stegoro.

"Goa!"

"Wow!

The giant-like one slapped a stick that he thought had been shredded from the giant tree, so he smashed it with his magical bare hands and crushed it.

Oh, isn't this the first one? Cyclops or something.

"Huh!

The stick is pulverized to force the pocan cyclops to turn with a magical low kick and hold its legs in.

That music started playing in the back of my brain with a prowl appearance scene or something.

"Hyahahahahahaha!"

Luxuriously giant swing a giant that can't be more than a few times its own, knocking down the Cyclops, including stuck at the castle gate.

I threw him the cyclops that were spinning all over the demon herd as they were. The screams and dull falling noises of the demons echoed. Oh, my God.

Occupying the front of the castle gate, I turn my hands to the left and right.

Magic convergence, activated.

"At least die in peace without knowing the pain!

From both hands stretched the radiant belt of the polar, erasing the demons that were fleshy on the walls.

If it's a battlefield where no one's around, I'm about to roll it.

In the meantime, the enemies over the sky must also be cleaned, so they jump at once over the castle gate.

"Ah, come on!? Huh!?

"Stay calm. He is a brave man who came to the rescue from Wang Du. We'll clean up the enemy in the sky."

Ignoring the wandering soldier, I pulled out my junction sword and stared at a flying demon swirling over the sky.

"Phew..."

Stored the demon's body in storage all the way out of the way of work and traffic, and I sighed.

I won again this time. However, as he was exposed to heavy attacks from the air, there was considerable damage to Groudis' defensive force.

There has also been less damage to the rescue brigade, which had to fight an overwhelming number of demons and fields.

"Good day, Mr. Tysi"

"Marr! I told you to rest"

"It's all right, it's so much scratch."

Marr said so and moved his left arm to show it.

The left arm part of the dress armor she is wearing, the misrill mesh made by knitting the misrill thread, is torn and exposes her complexion.

Earlier in the fight, Marr was apparently using healing pills to treat wounded soldiers in the rear, but a Kamakili-shaped demon flew across the front line there, apparently.

Although Marr defeated the Kamakiri demon in cooperation with the soldiers around him, he was wounded.

Fortunately, it seemed like a scratch, as Marl said, but when I heard Marl was injured, I accidentally disturbed him.

"When it comes to fixing it, we have to go back to the king's capital."

"Ugh... right"

Marl can't argue with me in front of you giving me a break for repairing armor in Berlion.

The rescue brigade is scheduled to return to Wang Capital and reorganize. Marr was to accompany him to the king's capital.

"It's okay, you've seen enough of my out-of-standard stuff, haven't you?

"That's right... I'm worried"

"That's what I am, too. I'm anxious for Marl to get out of my sight. But that's the safest part. The truth is, if you go with me..."

I remember.

With that said, there was something called spatial magic.

Can't you do something teleportative with that?

"Wait a minute, please"

My level now is 61, my level's slowing down on boulders.

The STR, VIT and AGI are all over 1500 with physical enhancement, and even the DEX without any boost is 446, the POW is 884, and the MP is over 4000.

And I haven't used any skill points lately, so I have 239 extra points.

Taking space magic all at once to its maximum, it showed the magic that could be used in the Skills section of space magic. Crate, Short Distance Transfer, Space Junction, Space Cutting, Long Distance Transfer, Space Vibration, Space Expansion, Transfer Gate.

There is, isn't there? It looks like we could use a long range transfer or a transfer gate!

"Pico 'n, Tysi flashed his space magic!

Saying so, he circles behind Marl with a short-range transfer. This short-range metastasis appears to be capable of transferring to a generally visible range.

"What are you talking about... eh?

"Wow!"

"Aah!?

I'll give Marl a hug from behind that surprise.

He immediately realized it was me, and Marl sighed in a frightened sigh.

"Already! What are you doing! I'm surprised!

"It's still too early to be surprised, dude!

Now I'll try long range metastases.

It seems that it can be transferred to a place that I can clearly remember, so I tried to transfer it to a stuffing place on the walls of the capital city of Alfen.

"Heh? Here, Wang Du's...?

"Um, it's a lookout cabin or a stuffing house I spent on a flooded day."

Pull Marl's hand and get out of the jar.

There was no longer the sight of the familiar capital, Alfen.

I carve one of the craters I made outside the king's capital into my brain.

"Big success."

"Yeah? What is it? It's not an illusion, is it?

"It's space magic. It's magic to go away in an instant."

Transfer again to where Groudis was earlier.

Short-range metastases are like 20 MP per consumption and 100 long range metastases.

"You keep walking away from people."

'Cause, Holla, you're a brave man.

"Is that the problem?

"Isn't that convenient? You don't have to get your ass hurt on a horse."

"That's for sure"

With that talk, me and Marr headed to the head of the rescue brigade.

Either way, it's to use the transfer gates to move troops quickly. It's a tough advantage to be able to send a large unit almost without a time lag.

Especially in situations like now.

"Metastatic Gate, is it"

"Yeah, it's called spatial magic. In a short time, you can send a lot of people and supplies to places I've been."

"That's a wish or a fulfillment..."

Brigade leader clouds words.

Probably too much talk to trust.

"Then it is I who gather those who say, Let's do some experiments."

In one word, I decided to experiment with the transfer by the transfer gate, and soon a detachment consisting of six infantry soldiers and one corporal was extracted.

It is a look like a warring warrior of all knockouts, including officers.

"Now open the metastasis gate. The place is just off Alfen, the king's capital, and it's one of the craters I've crawled into."

That's what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna build a transfer gate. MP200 consumption, effect time 10 minutes, optionally erasable,.

When I activated the magic, I was able to produce a square black glassy membrane about three meters on each side. I guess this is the metastasis gate.

Which one?

I approach gradually and stick my right hand out towards the membrane. I pushed over there with Zuburi.

"You didn't push through the back."

Marl, who was watching from the side, raises his voice. It doesn't seem to be a problem, so I kept going.

I was able to reach my target crater without any problems. When I turn around and tell him that I have no problem, the experimental detachment comes through the gate about me.

"This... is definitely the king's capital."

"That's amazing. You don't have to walk around carrying heavy baggage."

"My ankle's gonna be dull. What the hell"

The soldiers quickly scatter while tapping lightly, checking the area as they put up their spears.

Apparently, there's no problem.

"Shall we go back once?"

"Ha! We're going back!

We all turn back the transfer gate that just came in and go back to where we started.

This magic problem is consumption MP and effect time. How long will it take to send all the regular soldiers here?

The MP recovery per hour now is about 600. Three times in an hour - no, there's nothing wrong with MP because if you also think about reducing consumption MP, four times will recover.

As a result of discussions with the Brigade Leader following the success of the experiment, 700 uninjured soldiers will remain here in Groudis, from which 350 will be sent to Berlion to maintain their defense.

At the same time, it was decided to send less than 1,800 people, including the war dead and wounded, to the king's capital, Alphen.

"Marr, go back to the king's capital too."

"What will Mr. Tysi do?

"Going Crossroads"

They say the war isn't a bad situation, but it's never going to be a situation to allow predictions.

The sooner the rescue is done, the better. I know a lot of people over there, and I want to go help them as soon as possible.

If it's true, I just want to fly away right now. But you can't just throw this place out on a boulder.

"No, Lord Brave. I'd like you to return to Alphen once and for all."

I frown unexpectedly at the words of the brigade leader. No, I can't help being emotional here.

I shook my head and took a deep breath once, prompting the Brigade Leader to say the following.

"The formation of a second wave of rescue troops, including prostitutes such as adventurers and civic soldiers, seems to be over in Wang Du. We are also in a hurry to organize additional personnel for the Regular Soldiers, so we would like you to take that gesture with you."

Copy that, sorry.

I can't sweep battlefield enemies by myself.

The only thing I can do is tear down the enemy's main force and hurt it to the blubber.

I really need a number to sweep the scattered demons without leaving them.

Don't be complacent. I do have powerful powers, but I can't fight alone.

Multiple open transfer gates are followed by soldiers disappearing.

The main personnel are wounded soldiers, heavy units, and cavalry. Groudis took the form of leaving the infantry in the main.

Half of the 350 people I leave behind apparently will send them to Berlion by symbolizing carriages and horses in Groudis.

Residents were also driven out in Berlion, where they were proceeding with the handling of demonic bodies on a steep pitch.

Because if you don't handle it early, it could cause the plague or even be the worst undead.

Well, you won't have any more trouble cooking meat in Berlion for a while. I'll have to watch out for food poisoning because I'm also poisoned.

In the meantime, there's nothing to do while we're moving soldiers at the transfer gates like this.

We have to re-tension every ten minutes, and if the effect time runs out during the transfer, which is damning, we have to make sure that the time remaining at each gate is checked.

You can't be sloppy in front of a soldier. I'm really free.

So I just have to look around.

"You look bored."

"I'm actually free."

Includes the magic restoration potion Marl gave me in his mouth.

All I can say is bitter, bitter. It's bitter, not the forgivable bitterness of coffee, tea or peppers. I must say blasphemous bitterness.

"Mr. Marr, can't you make something a little more delicious?"

"You say you suffer from the mouth of good medicine."

"I think it's important not to give up there and make it delicious."

"Um, I'll consider it positively"

That's what I say. Marl starts thinking with a hard face. Soon the alchemy level will be three and it will be one serving.

It is only about time that I earnestly hope that not only performance but also flavour will be pursued.

Bitter. I'm going to cry.