Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

When the mercenaries are relative to the Warcraft, powerful Warcraft such as Manticore sometimes appear on giant salamanders, Tyrant Bears, and Griffons.

Each time I rush to battle with Jin and when I defeat him, he moves for the next mighty enemy. I repeated such behavior for about an hour.

With each battle against the Warcraft, Gin and I were separated little by little from the line of defense that the mercenaries were forming, and are now coming all the way to the middle of the Abyss Forest.

Taller trees than the shallow waters block the sun, where the dim, humid air wraps around the skin. In the midst of an unpleasant silence, Jin and I defeated the Warcraft that appeared as a sign.

That's how it appeared in front of me was a white fort.

- So you were right to speculate that 'I'm being guided by a warcraft'.

I hold such thoughts on white floating buildings in the dim woods.

When it comes to buildings, they are not so splendid. Apparently, it is made by rewinding the yarn. It has a more correct appearance, such as a large tent rather than a fort.

It feels like a mobile tent used by circus groups and others that makes it easy for a single family to enter is supported by yarn that stretches out into trees and rocks.

We do not rely on it as a defensive base. Why did we call it a 'fort', because it is surrounded by earthly things made of soil and protected by numerous warcraft that would be watchful? Above the earthbound was also seen the figure of Cobolt with the bow-like thing in his hand, which looked one thing now, but the will to 'intercept enemies' was felt enough.

It's heterogeneous to be in the woods, and the gin opens its eyes.

"Dear Doyle, this is..."

"Fort, I guess"

"... How could a warcraft build a fort, is that possible?

I squirm at the sight that spreads across my eyes and nose, like Jin is incredible.

If I turned my eyes to that voice, there would have been a pure surprise spread across Jin's face.

Rather than be afraid of a warcraft with intelligence high enough to build a fort, it is a bouldering gin per curiosity. Not that I was worried, but I feel a little lost.

"It's possible, so I guess there's a fortific-like building over there"

I give that back to Jin, who looks at the fort with an interesting eye, and I am in the observation of the fort.

- Archers on the fort and the walls surrounding it. Is this their wisdom, too?

I look at the fort forming a single shape and think of a red-haired man or Zenos, but the idea quickly disappeared.

Even if they gave them knowledge to attack the king's capital, the fort's performance is poor.

If the terrain has advantages such as highlands and cut cliffs protecting your back, it still doesn't make a lot of sense where you built a fort in the middle of such a forest.

The material forming the fort is also the yarn that the great spider seems to have put out. It is probably quite durable because it is a yarn produced from a warcraft, but still not enough as a fort material.

The walls. The dirt is higher than my head, and it's reckless to prevent the enemy from attacking me.

It would be a personal opinion, but I get the impression that I know the walls and fortifications in form, but I guess I don't know what they mean or the role they play.

Did you disobey in the midst of being taught, yet again, the knowledge that the conductor originally possessed? Either way, it seems that the leader has only halfway knowledge.

If you had been taught quite a bit, you wouldn't have had to test the performance of the Warcraft in action.

Because that red-haired guy is enough to give up......

I guess the leader here doesn't like to follow the others, he's a pretty strong confident man of mine.

If you look back on the fort or previous battles and conclude, open your mouth as Zinn, who is finished with surprises, has weighed in.

"The defense doesn't seem that high, so we're going to be able to break through the front, what do we do?

"Right..."

I turn again to the fort to ask Jin how to attack with some expectations.

There's no height on the walls surrounding the fort, and if it's me and Gin's physical abilities, we're going to be able to jump over it. It would be easy to break it, as it was just made with soil served as far as I could see.

The archers standing on top don't seem to have a long range to look at the cobolt or its bows and arrows, so I clean them up quickly.

Either way, the Warcraft downstairs are more troublesome. Not only are there large numbers, but there are also strong species such as large spiders and oaks. Besides, there are also toxic species.

I'm highly resistant to poison, and the gin chosen to serve His Highness Gray should be well trained, so I wouldn't have to worry about instant death. That's why it's not preferable to be poisoned while you're obsessed with battle.

As Jin also said, it's not a strong fort, so it can be wiped out by me or Jin's magic. It's bad for a gin that seems to have been rumbled, but you would be right to fight with your distance.

"You can also see seeds that are poisonous, so you'd better magically put a piece from here rather than engage. Lord Joyeh and the others are waiting."

Jin was looking at me with the eyes I expected, so I'll give you the names of Lord Joyeh and the others, just in case. Then Jin also convinced him, with an unfortunate look on his face, but agreed.

"Right."

"If you're going to sweep it off, I think your flame magic is better suited than ice magic, can you ask for it?

I'll take care of it.

If I asked Jin to destroy me, a powerful voice came back to see if I felt a little.

War fools are also a thought......

To use great magic, I think about that in the form of a gin that wraps fire around the spear and concentrates.

In retrospect, all my men are Balad, merchant Luce, and Jeff, who aspires to be a blacksmith. I don't like fighting with Leo seniors in pharmacy in Sorcier, where magic props making is a family business.

Gardi in combat positions is the type to think about efficiency, and Scion, a mercenary, hates futile battles that don't make money.

Because of this, the type of gin that wants to fight something is fresh, or worse, hard to handle.

We often act together, but until now, I hadn't noticed because Master Gray held Jin's reins.

There are many types of this hand in the Knights, so you'll see painful eyes in the near future if you don't learn how to handle it early. Speaking of nearby brain muscles, there are warrior students. Not that it's prep practice, but it's not a bad idea to try to follow them seriously.

While I was distracted by the newfound challenges and their countermeasures, Jin shouted when I was ready.

"[Fire Dragon]!

Dragons of thickness that would be more than three metres fly through the universe with hot winds that hesitate to suck.

The flaming dragon unleashed scattered the firepowder and headed straight for the fort as if there was a will.

- Ga, Gau?

- Grrrrrrrrrr!

- Ni, nigelo!

The next moment, mixed in with the sounds of a surprising eye gazing cobolt and the escaping warcraft, the voice heard slightly, whether it belonged to a great spider or an oak, a fiery dragon swallows a white fortress and rises to heaven.

I guess he aimed only at the fort, but the flaming dragon, which was created with a good amount of magic, burned the perimeter for more than a hundred meters, smashing through the growing trees and disappearing high in the sky.

What was left was a better strip of sight and a burning forest lit by brilliant pouring sunlight.

Consciousness is distant to the incredible sight that spreads in front of you.

- Missy, Missy, Missy.

Big trees burning their roots tremble down as the sound of a patch and a blast of fire echoes.

The shock gave me back no less than a gin, no more magic than that to produce a dragon of ice.

"Oh, [Ice Dragon]!

Ice dragons, larger than those produced by Jin, fly away as they glimpse the path through which the Flaming Dragon passed. The momentum is tremendous as if it reflected the rush in my chest, instantly turning the fire out and into a world of ice. And as he rose high in the sky, the ice dragon scattered.

I turn to Jin to complain about even one of the small melting ice coming down the edge as soon as I touch my skin.

And that's when I realize that there's no ice pouring on two total three places, one of them bigger than an adult male right next to us and the other about the same size as us.

The three pompous spaces are heterogeneous as the scattered thin ice reflects the sun's light and spreads the sight of diamond dust.

The behavior after that recognition was like a conditional reflex.

Put your hand on Oreo and use [a flash of first blow] on the biggest sole. Then pull out the espada and fly two or more flying knives with magic.

There was a response.

"Ahhh!" "Gu!

It was almost at the same time that Jin opened his eyes and the screams of men and women echoed.

To the sudden audible voice, Jin jumps and spears the opposite of the direction I attacked.

The only thing that showed up in front of me and Jin, who rearranged their fortunes, was a busty body in the same shape as the upper body of a human woman and a foot in the spider's abdomen. Blood runs potatoes from the white arms, and the beautiful face peeking from the messy dark hair is distorted by pain. But his eyes were sharp, and he looked at us with abominable eyes.

It is a warcraft called Arakune, no, a demon king.

Right on its side is one that was desperate by a flying knife and a large spider that lost one leg. The voice heard with Arakune seemed to belong to the great spider who lost his leg.

"Dear Doyle,"

"Don't let go of me. I've read that Arakune is good at disappearing and waiting for the nest to be fed,"

"Yes!"

After the reply, it was found that Jin directed his whole nerve towards Arakune and the others.

Without looking at Jin like that, I focus my consciousness on them, too.

Of course he appeared, it was only occasional that he noticed Arakune's proximity without footsteps or signs. If Jin hadn't softened it, either me or Jin would have eaten a fatal wound.

Even with that look in his eyes, Arakune's covert abilities are so high that he can't be perceived by my sign perception. And the big spider on his side, too, has close skills.

- Don't be sorry I couldn't finish you off with an earlier attack.

The ice has already stopped coming down and it is impossible to follow the whereabouts visually. If you lose yourself, you will be killed.

Arakune, who was staring at us, opens his mouth as he guards their movements as he thinks about it.

"- I thought I had swept away the fort I had prepared to surprise you, and this hurts me and makes me bleed easily. What children of dangerous people."

Arakune, who looks to us with strong determination, was terribly beautiful.