"The operation is optional... even if they say so"
The Richts were haunting their heads with an operation to beat the demon king in the east.
Aria's already on the floor because she's sleepy.
He was a demon king who respected the views of his servants considerably, but this time it also seems to be a source of concern.
"What are you going to do, Richt? Looks like we don't have time for this."
Listening to Dorothy's words, Richt thinks even deeper.
We don't have time to think slowly about the operation because we don't know when the eastern demon king will attack us.
I wanted to be able to attack you from here tomorrow in order to take the lead.
"Wow, you can have my special attack! That's how much I want to help!
"No, I don't think Rose has to go that far..."
"If it's a special attack, it's my job. I want you to take care of it."
"Will you stay away from the Special Attack once?
Distopia servants who like to attack strangely.
Rose's spirit of self-sacrifice seemed to be exerted here as well.
It was also thought that the operation that Faelis would specialize in would be quite effective, but I'd like to keep it hidden in my hands until the end if I could.
If we show the trump card first, we end up at a disadvantage.
"Even if we fight from the front, there aren't many of us."
"... I could use my Necromancer if I wanted to make Distopia thin."
"Necromancer... that might come as a surprise. Hundreds of dead spirits won't be able to ignore boulders."
Just a short distance from the special attack.
Dorothy was the first to raise her name.
Fighting with the Necromancer is Dorothy's specialty.
No matter how many demon kings in the east, you won't have the experience of dealing with hundreds of dead spirits.
It is unclear what talent we have, but there should undoubtedly be confusion.
As long as that gap is possible, the flow should lean towards the distopia side.
Distopia itself becomes thinner as a price for it, but it was a necessary sacrifice for victory.
"Sister. What are we supposed to do with the Iris?
"Should we... let the Spirit turn with the Necromancer?
"Okay, sister."
"Uh, what should I do..."
The work of Iris and Thysse will be decided immediately.
If [fairies] and [spirits] were lurked among the Necromancers, there would be a high chance that their opponents would be caught as traps.
Iris, who looked anxious, also caresses down his ho breath with the role found.
Faelis doesn't look particularly worried because he has always been ordered to stay by Richt.
The only thing that was soaring was Rosé.
"Rose is... I don't know what to do"
"If we keep this up, there's only one special attack left."
"Ya, you should still take a special attack -!"
"- No, no! Because there must be an absolute role!
I can't let Rosé, who has always been dedicated to distopia, imitate me to make me special attack her.
Richt is trying to apply Rosé's role even when he is forced to.
"My sister, I feel sorry for Rosé"
"Right, Illis. There must be a role..."
"Sister. How about you distract them with color?
"I don't know if that's..."
"... I will do it"
"Please, calm down."
Seeing Rose looking sad, Illis and Thysse also join the fight, but still no good ideas emerged.
Color is the furthest thing from a luxurious rosé.
Thyse would be more in charge, overwhelmingly effective.
It was a rosé that I accept as prepared, but in a way I don't want it to be more than a special attack.
Richter persuades Rosé, who is lost in blood, to explore a convincing alternative.
If you give a bad opinion to the starving Rosé right now, on the contrary, you just can't get out of the stray.
In that sense, it was several times more cautious than at first.
"That's right. Rosé was able to turn into a bat."
"Faelice. I'm glad you remember, because that won't help -"
"... No, it may be too early to decide so"
Richt stops Rosé like he flashed something.
"Rose. Can you mean you're going to turn into a bat now?
"Fine. - Yeah."
according to the words of Richt.
Rosé's body transforms into a bat as if it were engraved from her fingertips.
That doesn't mean it's going to be one big bat.
With one arm, it's a split into ten little bats.
The time taken for all areas to turn into bats is about ten seconds.
And the dozens of bats that ended up splitting were each flying freely around the realm.
"You could have done this too..."
"I miss you. I used to have a chase with Rosé in this state, but I couldn't catch her forever."
"Well, I guess so."
When they fly around somewhat, dozens of them flock together to the sight of Richt.
Just because it was originally a single body, its power of control is brilliant.
The assembled bats merged with their feathers and returned to the luxurious girl they were accustomed to seeing.
It feels like...
"This could work..."
"Ho, is that true!?"
Rosé's face will be brightest today.
Approaching Jiriziri and Richt - where his toes and toes were about to stick together, Rosé finally stopped.
"Uh... what about an infiltrator?
In the words of Richt, the colour of Rosé's eyes changes.
The distance made me say it in a rather unconfidential way, but the proposal itself seems to be a good feeling.
"I see. You mean I sneak in to the eastern demon king and bring him in for a ride. Sure, that would make sense, and it's going to buy us some time."
"No, I didn't tell you to go that far."
"Okay! I'll do my best!"
A cheerful reply sounded like stopping the words of Richt.