Wayne Bersein-Teulos had certainty. If only Leongando Ray-Gandia, commander of the enemy army and king of the enemy nation, could take over, the front would bring it back.

No, not quite. There is no inheritance to Leongando, and if he dies, it is inevitable that the country of Gandhia will be rough. If so, Gandia will no longer be a concern to Logner.

In other words, Logner will no longer need Zalwarn's back shield. Of course, we will not be in a situation where we will immediately dissolve the alliance, and we still do not have enough national power for that. But can we get out of the current state-stained situation?

It was the desire of General Astar-Lanadies, and hence that of the Logner people.

Then the knight on the front line, too, has to be courageous.

The only way to slightly improve the situation in which Logner is located is to use every means at hand to take away the victory.

(That is, this is it)

It would not be a tactic to be taken by a knight entrusted with his troops, such as a special attack on a single horse. I am relinquishing command of my troops. But there was only one thing he could do, and therefore, he had no choice but to attack the enemy.

All to repaint the defeat in front of you with a great victory.

(Damn, that's ironic)

It would be nothing but irony, such as a brave and courageous knight with a creed of swine rushing around backwards and a knight whose roots are cowardly and who is the worst at melee battles penetrating the front line. but different personalities and qualities are common.

It just so happens that Wayne's abilities were just right for assault.

Wayne's flash unleashed the universe of enemy soldiers, creating a path to the king on horseback. It must have been a victory journey to a great reversal.

In that straight line, there was no obstacle by the time it was vivid. If there wasn't even an obstacle, it was his. Fly to dive directly beneath the soldiers launched high in the air, and instantly, reach the feet of Leongand.

"If I kill you, you mean our victory, right?

I didn't dress up. I just spoken for granted. And to that extent, it doesn't make a gap. It's just that Leongand's ridiculous beauty just recognized this one. Wayne had no choice but to be stunned by the beauty of wearing a silver lion's helmet.

But Wayne couldn't have imitated Leongand's gap. Raise the sword of your right hand against the king of the enemy kingdom.

The sword, whose torn body was distorted, seemed, at first glance, entirely non-existent, such as the ability to kill. But what doesn't look like everything is the fact that it applies to most subpoenaed armies.

Otherwise, who likes to summon such user-friendly swords?

"Go!"

His sword responds to Wayne's orders. The distorted body stretched in a straight line, emitting a blue and white light. It was explosive speed. It was no exaggeration to say that it was like an arrow.

The tip of the sword turns to Leongando's heart. No matter how thick the armor of the silver lion's armor, it makes no sense in front of his sword.

Leongand reacted instantly, but it was too late. It's a bad place to turn around and there's no shield to prevent it. In an attempt to deviate from the tip of the sword with a spear, the elongation speed of the torso was much faster, and it could not be delivered with the skill of about Leongand.

And the cuttoe pierced the chest armor of Leongand's armor -.

(Yay -)

In his chest, the moment he tried to raise the roar of victory, Wayne was blown away by a shock from above.

The severe pain to awesome stops Wayne from thinking. Overwhelming shock. Things you wouldn't expect. Vision shifts visibly. Admit the intact Leongand and see the landing of a black object at its feet. It's countless pieces that color your vision. Fragments of his sword. The snake line was destroyed.

Depends on what.

(What!?

He was stunned.

In fact, I wonder what happened.

The sword was broken and the flesh was dancing through the universe.

The sight of the battlefield, where Gandia and Logner soldiers would be disturbed, was widening Wayne's field of view. That view, too, will change soon.

Unable to grasp also the identity of the shock that struck his entire body, he realized that the operation had ended in failure.

Some kind of cross spear protected Leongando.

Flushing Wayne's vision finally captured the ground. into the earth filled with the armor of the soldiers, falling to be sucked in.

(You can't do that!

Wayne screamed in his heart. I had to avoid anything but crashing into the ground like this and losing my mind. Orders.

"Dance with the wind......!

A swarm of blue armor covering his entire body emitted a pale and gorgeous light. The ambient atmosphere swirls and pushes Wayne's entire body around. A gentle floating sensation overshadowed his consciousness. Moving on in the air, Wayne stepped down on the spot without difficulty. It will be natural for the soldiers around them to be surprised.

(Well done, Arc Blue)

Expressing gratitude for the blue armor, which should also be described as a symbol from Mizu, he once again looked to Leongand. The sword is broken, and there is not enough temporal respite to summon another weapon. And you won't be able to fill this overopened distance.

Approximately ten meters for sighting. The previous method could not have worked many times.

But still, we need to know who the enemy is.

"Is that it...?

At the feet of Leongand, who remained too stiff to be stunned by the dramatic changes in things, it was, breathing.

Something pitch black.

"That's..."

Wayne narrowed his eyes in surprise. That didn't look very human. No, it must be human. The figure was human itself. There should have been no room for non-human beings to enter this battlefield in the first place.

That, at first glance, looked like a boy. He wears simple armor and a helmet, but he doesn't look like he can fight very well. A boy is just a judgment from his outfit. Maybe he's actually at a very different age than Wayne, but I don't care at this point.

He would be an armed summoner.

The great spear in his hand was in the shape of a calamitous one to see and not to insist on being a subpoena armed. It's not practical.

It didn't look very much like something created by one hand. And the spear was enough to dwell and even remember the war.

(I'm stuck...? Me?)

Wayne realized his hands were trembling. I'm not shivering from the pain I just had. We're looking at the enemy boy, so we're trembling.

Fear.

That seemed like something that would never normally happen. It must not happen. Impossible, such as fighting a boy armed with a subpoena.

This is a warring knight. It's been a long time since I've been called the Blue Knight, and I realize that I'm afraid of General Flying's Devil's Sword, that I'm afraid of one of the armed summoners against me, etc. -.

(Mustn't be...!

Biting his teeth, Wayne shook his head. I stare at my enemies in order to excite my heart, which is sinking in fear. But there was no appearance of a black spear boy at Leongand's feet, and shortly afterwards, the soldier's disconnect rose forward.

The voice was also scratched out by the roar of something.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

A roar more fierce than a beast must be emitted by the boy. What was included in that cry was a seemingly murderous intent, so hostile that it could be considered blacker.

It echoes the fear Wayne had just felt and the roots, and he saw despair in his impending enemies as he rolled up blood from the front and scattered death.

"What... this!?

Understanding was ridiculously powerful, too.

Of the infantrymen who had filled the gap of ten meters lying between Wayne and Leongand, soldiers on the Logner side, were rapidly decreasing.

Every time a boy waved a spear as big as he could, the soldiers in front were killed. It was a unilateral killing. There's nothing you can do about soldiers who don't have the means to confront you. It's just like waiting in order to be killed.

Wayne grasped that his judgment had lost its slowness. Raise your right arm forward.

"Sing, wind!

Wayne's words activated the power of blue armor (arc blue). The armor emitted a pale light, as well as the atmosphere deflected.

"Retreat."

Wayne saw a black spear boy pushed around in thick atmospheric walls as he told the soldiers around him. The barriers to the atmosphere are not visible, but to Wayne, who wraps his armor, he understood them by sensation. Multiple layers of atmosphere surrounding him must limit his movement for a while.

In the meantime, I didn't even think about special attacks on Leongand again, but I couldn't do it anymore. Leongand was down quite a bit at some point. It would be reasonable to assume that this occasion was left to the boy of the armed summoner. Of course, if there was an operation ahead of us, it would be the decision.

And one infantryman asked Wayne.

"Retreat...?

"Yes, all troops retreat. Restore your posture at the Balsar Fortress."

Wayne responded instantly and put his gaze back forward. The black spear boy, wrapped in the walls of the atmosphere, seemed unable to do anything. If we keep him down, we'll have some pursuit. But how long will that last?

Wayne noticed herself sweating cold. The power of the black spear, that shouldn't be everything. The hunch was no longer close to certainty.

Wayne, who is supposed to be a warrior of war, is so subpoenaed that he remembers fear. It's not a big deal.

Unexpectedly, Wayne's brain was burned down by the fire of the Red Lotus.

"No way......!?

Shortly afterwards, along with the monster stained roar, the barriers to the atmosphere that were holding the boy dispersed.