He was an Abad mixed army with a formation northwest of Linendall, but within that night he was in a situation where he had to leave the formation.

The beginning of the incident was at midnight.

Suddenly the noise ripped through the silence of the night, and the shock struck the Abad mixed army headquarters as if the heavens and earth themselves had shook. Starting with Sheila Lewe-Abbard, Saran-Kilclade and other Assault Army leaders were at their best just to serve as a grasp of the situation in the chaos that engulfed the main force. That must have been the same for the head of the guerrilla army. The confusion that covered not only the main army, but the entire mixed army, was hard to put to the brush.

The Abad Assault Army, the same guerrillas, reunited again after they fought against the attack power of the giant ghosts that emerged in Linendall and retreated to rebuild their posture. An assault army lined up northwest of Linendall at Saran's suggestion, urging the guerrillas to rendezvous. The enemy as a whole. It is clear, however, that its immensity is something that cannot normally be dealt with by force. Everyone will think that there is no other way to work together. Though you would also assume that you can't hit your hand where you rendezvous.

Anyway, the two armies that made the rendezvous also confirmed there the damage caused by the emergence of giant ghosts and the existing force. It has thus been found that nearly a thousand soldiers have lost their lives in combination with both armies simply because a giant ghost has emerged. Including, of course, the Meredo Army Black Rose Squad Dragon Gale Squad and the Lianhua Squad, which conducted a survey in the city of Linendall.

Even if we were to work out measures, we had too little information on the enemy. Instead, we know that he's the one who can't take measures. The giant ghosts are far more gigantic and have extraordinary powers than gabrates and others classified as big imperial demons at a glance. More importantly, its destructive power. I just waved my fist down and the earth cracked and the terrain changed. The soldiers who were in the vicinity died without being able to resist.

The target is huge.

It would be possible to shoot as many arrows as possible, Saran said, but the question was whether we could get close to that range. Even a giant ghost has a wide and long range of attacks. With a normal bow, it's nearly impossible to attack from outside the ghost's range of attack.

It is possible with Saran's rigid bow, but it was unclear if he could defeat the ghost if he could attack the ghost with it. I just have to try - there was nothing to argue with what Salius Ray-Meredo said.

"It's not too late to rely on Fort Waydrid's offensive team"

Saran-Kilclade told, with complacency.

but things happened that shattered his thoughts.

That is the midnight mess.

The identity of the roaring noise in which the main force was plunged into chaos will soon be discovered. Just before the roar, there was testimony of a sight of light gleaming in the southeast sky. Speaking of the southeast, it is in the direction of the linendahl. Saran's guess that it wasn't the work of the giant ghost hit him.

Again, I wondered if the sky in the direction of the linendahl had blinked, and a mass of light flew towards the mixed army position. The explosions, shocks and heat waves will thoroughly destroy the mixed army positions. A mass of light puts a great hole in the wilderness, scattering flames and spreading death.

It can only be considered the work of the giant ghost that emerged in the linendahl, because the giant ghost would be the owner of an unimaginable power. And I guess that's right.

"No kidding."

Sheila threw up. He should have retreated northwest of Linendall to escape the ghost's range of attack. Back off, we were supposed to set up a formation. And yet, this is what's happening. I didn't say I was underestimating the power of ghosts.

The Mixed Army suffered devastating damage overnight and had to distance itself further from the Linendahl. I don't even have time to withdraw my formation. Anyway, I had to escape. There is no point in confusing the entire position.

The giant ghost of Linendahl has, on three occasions, sent a lump of light over to the mixed army position. Unmerciful destruction calls for pointless death, and death leads to despair.

"Heading to Waydrid"

Sheila took a path southwest as she gathered up a drastically reduced soldier to nearly half. I have to make a huge detour even if I go for Waydrid than I don't know the range of giant ghosts.

"Waydrid could also be within range of that attack"

"Don't be mean, Grandpa"

"But I thought we should assume the worst"

"Worst case scenario...? We're surviving. I don't think we're in the worst of it."

Sheila looked at Saran's cool side.

I don't really think so, but I didn't want to throw up the current state of discouragement, the bad words of the economy. The situation sucks. If only the center of Kruselk had been suppressed by the enemy, it would still be more vicious than you can imagine, combining overwhelming attack power with range.

Most of all, it's not always impossible to ignore that giant ghost and drop the Xenokis fortress, and the Devil's Capital Crusade.

But what happens when you silently kill the existence of a giant ghost, discuss the Demon King, and put an end to the Kruselk war?

(If it's great to argue with the Demon King, leaving the ghost behind is nothing but great evil)

Sheila thought of the distance to Waydrid, recalling the great premise of this war.

"The pseudo-summoning magic has succeeded. Now they should be unable to move out of Waydrid. Let's just say that their complete victory is unlikely unless they destroy the Linendall summoning creatures"

It was on the occasion of the twenty-sixth morning council that Olias-Leviath vomited a surprisingly light word himself. In the middle of a great war that rocks all of Kruselk. The difficulty in saying that politics is functioning properly was obvious in view of the current situation in the conference room.

There is only about a clerk in the demon king Yubel Ray-Kruselk and a few heavy ministers. Three cities have fallen into the hands of coalition forces, which has begun to have a negative impact on national politics. Though it was the Demon King who did not break his strong attitude at all times, civilians who did not know what the battle was, or military men who were more skeptical of the Demon King than they had been before, seemed unable to help but be anxious.

(Naturally)

If the war changes as it stands, Kruselk may lose.

"Right."

The Demon King snapped at his lack of interest. In fact, it may have been something that didn't matter to him, such as the success or failure of subpoena magic. His aim is not to win a war staged in Kruselk. It's about destroying Gandhia. To do this, we need to push the front back, but in the way Orias presented it, even if we can crush the Allied forces, we are unlikely to be able to repel them.

After a while, the Demon King opens his mouth again.

"So, what are the chances that the coalition will ignore Linendahl?

"Unlike the Imperial Demon, who might be able to do something about it if you take down the Demon King, the summoning creature is not capable of rendering harmless defeating the Operator. As you can see from the example of the Holy King."

Both the gods of the Holy King and the demonization of the Holy King continue to remain on this continent after the death of the Holy King.

"Does that mean that even if you die, that summoning creature will continue to exist in Linendall? Regardless of whether the coalition has the facts, we can't throw them away, can we?

"You understand. Coalition forces are joined by renowned armed summoners."

If Phalia-Bardish, the first disciple of Azmaria-Altemax, would understand with one eye. The man also known as Lyohan's goddess of war is one of the few human beings present at the dawn of the art of armed summoning and can be called a great man.

The armed summons invented by Azmaria became more sophisticated and polished in the process of teaching the four disciples, beginning with Fariah-Valdish. And what Orias taught Azmaria was the skill refined by Azmaria and her four high brothers, whom Orias even respected.

There is also no way that someone like Faria-Valdish is aware of the difference between armed summoning and subpoena magic. Azmaria must have told me so many times. Even if you weren't asked, if you didn't understand that much, you wouldn't be a dawn summoner.

"What are the chances of those armed summoners attacking the summoning creatures?

"It's not like we all have none. Coalition forces have armed summoners who have defeated the Guardian Dragon."

(Plus, Lyohan's goddess of war and the four great heavenly samurai. I wonder how much time you can buy them)

Only about four hundred humans and an impostor of Orias were involved in the surgical ceremony. There are too few sacrifices of pseudo-summoning magic. Whether or not Orias' pseudo is as powerful as Zalwarn's guardian dragon, even though there is no question that it is worth a thousand constant people. It was half-heartedly, but the fact that he succeeded in summoning even gave him confidence. Success only means that the summoning organism approximated the designation by spell responded to the call.

(God of War)

It is the god of war who commands destruction and slaughter that deserves this battlefield of Kruselk.

"But it will buy you time, and the Allied forces will have to drain their power to attack that one."

The coalition would only bump armed summoners and chosen forces, but there should have been enough power to smash them.

"I mean, you can override this war station,"

"Yes. The rest depends on Your Majesty's hard work."

Orias smiled. I can hear the Demon King sighing.

"... it's something you can say with ease"

"Fine. Because I did my duty."

"Come on."

When Yubel stood up, he urged those on the left and right to close the morning meeting with his gaze.

"I'll do my duty, too."

Yubel must fulfill her duties as the Demon King.