Black Haired King

"Don't break formation! Deal with it in pairs of three!

Grimd screaming out loud. As Grimd put it, the soldiers in one group of three defeats the imminent Warcraft, the Goblins, one after the other.

The number of soldiers is 20; twelve will be in pairs of three, as Grimd put it, and each of the six will be inside those soldiers because they have food, etc. One of the two remaining, Grave, master of bows, releases an arrow around his food rep.

I also mixed up with the grocery man to tour. Lorna is with us, and the members of the golden light of the guide do the same tour. Because to the extent of goblins, soldiers are enough.

Three days have passed since I left Viscount Questria territory. Not yet, deep into the Mountain of Demons, but nevertheless, one Warcraft after another comes out.

Goblins and wolves in front of you. And an oak or something. None of them are so strong that they are all kicked out, but there are many like Demon Mountain.

In such a Demon Mountain, what we are aiming for is a rock dragon that is said to live in a cave in the middle of Demon Mountain. It's about the dragon.

As the name suggests, wings for flying have degenerated and cannot fly, but they have scales that cannot be broken easily, they are good at soil magic, and they also dive into the ground.

The threat is the brace of earthly attributes, and they're releasing massive amounts of stone debris. You think if you eat that, you'll be worn by stone rubble in your body and you'll die without a trace? Leigh, the leader of the golden light, told me all about it.

"Dear Ladyus, Goblin's crusade is over. Now we're splitting them up and letting them take care of the bodies and confirm the wounded."

"Okay. Let's take a break when we go a little further. Good luck with that."

"Okay."

Grimd returns early to give instructions as soon as he hears my words. In Leigh's view, in three days as planned, we will reach from Viscount Questria territory to the entrance to Mount Devil, and from here we will reach a cave where there is a rock dragon three days walking in the mountains.

I schedule two days a day so it's okay if my plans are past, so I won't have to rush it either. You don't have to rush them into soldiers. I can't help it if you let them get hurt.

Then I walked around in the Devil's Mountain for about 2 days. While encountering various warcraft, there were no shepherds along the way, and by the time the soldiers were distracted, they went out to a place they missed.

Less trees and proportionally more rocky skin peeled off, reaching the inner belly of Mount Devil, which was rolling with many bitter rocks.

And in front of me this is another look of a nostalgic warcraft. A giant chicken galloping through a rolling rock. He is about 2 meters long and sharp Tosaka. With giggling eyes, a snake with a tail.

It's Cocatrice, who defeated Ares a long time ago. It should be a little weak compared to what I used to knock down because it's one tail.

Tensions run amongst the soldiers as well. They used to fight a bunch of oaks and wolves in the woods. The atmosphere is different from those Warcraft.

But Grimd will only work out and be ready to fight immediately. You felt the sign, and Cocatrice noticed it here, too. At that moment, buh! And, there is a sound, and the arrow pierces the left eye of Cocatrice at the next moment.

Cocatrice screams in panic at the sudden pain and the loss of vision on the left, naturally the person who did it is Grave. He used an arrow to reinforce it and set it free for Cocatrice.

Cocatrice shakes his head trying to shake off the pain, but the arrows that are stabbing him deep are not so easy to pull out. In that gap.

"Let go!"

Soldiers line up and unleash magic towards Cocatrice. Various magic hits Cocatrice, frightens Cocatrice, but Cocatrice doesn't do it that easily either.

He's coming at us with sharp eyes, scratching all over his body. The tail snake also comes open-mouthed and intimidated. Gashy, Gashy, and stepped on the ground, running a sharp blade-like tosaka to protrude forward.

"Multiple barrier activated!

When Grimd raises his voice, five soldiers step forward and activate the magic. Activate the barrier so that it lines up towards the approaching Cocatrice. Not one of them, not many.

Cocatrice hits the barrier without asking. Naturally a thinly stretched barrier is broken, but the barrier created by another soldier follows. Cocatrice breaks it.

And then… and Cocatrice's movement, which broke dozens of barriers until it reached us, was visibly slow enough to tell.

Is this what Grimd was letting the soldiers train. It consumes a considerable amount of magic, on top of what cannot be prevented by itself, but this would lighten the burden on each and every one of them. Still, it can be narrow in scope, so I guess there's room for improvement, but it can be used enough.

And where Cocatrice's leg stops, Grimd, who had been accumulating magic all along while coming towards him, unleashes magic.

"Grand Blade!"

When Grimd hands the ground and activates the magic, the ground rises and the sword protrudes from all sides of the cocatrice. Its earthly sword pierces Cocatrice.

Cocatrice, stabbed with a guzzle in his lower body, cannot stand and collapses on the spot. If you fall, you'll get a sword on your head, too.

A sword of dirt popped up and snapped Cocatrice's neck. You could have defeated me more dangerously than I thought. For a rock dragon outpost, it would be a bad achievement.

Then I got rid of Cocatrice's body and decided to take the day off. According to Leigh, the cave of purpose will arrive tomorrow if you walk. We need to recover both strength and strength before we fight the Rock Dragon.