Black Summoner

- Gown, Tricene Border

It crosses eastward through the crest forest, which is gown territory, and a few walks away it is a border neighborhood with Trysen. Since the discovery of the raid on the inside of the elf, the gown has set up fortifications here, and the troops of the three princes, the son of the Beast King, have consolidated their protection. The princes' soldiers are famous for their strength, only to be recognized by the Beast King and allowed to name their gowns. Being Sabato and Sesame's brother, they also trained themselves as adventurers, creating trustworthy companions and returning to their country. He is now a general who leads an army with his people and supports the gown.

It was two days ago that we discovered an army in shining armor on platinum from the territory of Tricene lined up and marched for a gown. It is not a force reconnaissance level. That, too, is said to be old. It is still the Knights of Steel, led by Trysen's strongest man, Dan Dalba. Then the fierce men of the fort acted fast. The defense was immediately laid, and the princes went to the front.

"Stop! Gown territory ahead of this! I don't have your permission to enter! Get out of the army now!

Warnings are given only once. If you even step into the territory of the gown, you will see it as an act of aggression and carry out an attack. I don't expect the gown side to retreat at all with this recommendation either. It's only a matter of decency. There have been many skirmishes before, but I won't give these warnings later, but I'll be hooked on the diplomatic side.

But Trisen showed a move he wouldn't expect. A man in heavy armor walked out of the army. He wears a helmet on his grey head, and his armor reflects the sun's light. The man was Dan, General of the Knights of Steel.

"Isn't that a great welcome for this old man? Well, don't say anything hard. See, we bring souvenirs and local liquor from our country. Let's start with a crack in the belly."

Walking forward with the liquor bottle up and talking, Dan plunges over the country's boundaries. A stone pillar is erected at regular intervals on the border between Gown and Trysen. This pillar was signed at the end of the war when the pact was signed, and it clearly serves to define the border line. As he crosses the border line directly next to that pillar, an arrow released from the fort hits Dan's liquor bottle, and the water of life, which would have been fine, falls zero around.

"Hmm, as a weasel, I wanted to make it easy."

Dan never stops walking.

"I'm telling you to leave!

The first to jump in was Jereol Gown's elite unit, his eldest brother. Given the name of Gown the earliest of his brothers, he is such a master of martial arts that he has jumped through and is a Sesame Master. Adventurer rank is what stops at A level, but I also have experience crusading S level monsters on a single horseback. After his men besieged the perimeter and speared, the instantaneous power of the beast man narrowed the gap in an instant, his full blow - cut off the sky. At an unthinkable speed from the look of his armor, Dan gently flaunts Jereol's unleashed fist, just because he surrounds himself with a spear but has nothing to do with it.

"It's a good strong drink. Be patient."

Counter that is quickly released. What was on Dan's palm, that was booze earlier. Dan slaps it up into Jereol's face.

Speechless intense pain strikes Jereol. He also ate the pain of the alcohol poured into his eyeballs and, as a result, Dan's rocky palm bottom. It's stuffy whether you're a master or not.

"Master Jereol!

"Lick it!

Still, Jereol beats the pain and succeeds in sealing the movement by assembling it on Dan's right arm, which is protruded in reverse. No, can I say I succeeded? Submission hold that inflicts equally unbearable pain whether you are a man of inflexibility. But Dan had a flat expression, stationary Jereol, a long figure, in the air with only one arm of force.

"It's up to me! Put it on!"

The gown elites instantly stick their spears out at Dan. A precise puncture is rolled out to the junction, which is the weakness of the armor, and spears are inserted into the neck, elbows and other indirect areas than on all sides.

"Gu! The spear doesn't move, so!?

The spear should certainly have been piercing in the armor. But I won't let the spear that I'm supposed to have stabbed be slight. However, such a feeling was conveyed by the spear, as it was held down by an uninterrupted force.

(The soldiers have horns, and the muscle strength of this guy is 600, 700, etc.) You're going to have a good fight with Master Azglad. But either way, it's still immature)

Dan lifts the spear pierced in his neck with each gown soldier's left hand and swings it straight to the surrounding enemy.

"Guh!?

"Yikes!"

Every time Dan waves, a soldier is knocked down like a domino and a scream boils down. If the spear breaks, he will now be forced to peel off the jereol attached to his arm and shake it instead of his weapon. Eventually, no one will have a spear pierced, and the spear will fall out over the gap between Karan Karan and his armor. There was no blood on the blade tip of the spear.

Dan was pulling out the great sword the next time the gown soldiers glanced at him. Platinum boneless sword, just like full plate armor. Its sword, wielded directly beside it, creates a powerful sword pressure, blowing up the surrounding gown soldiers. Some of them look like Jereol, and he and his men are flown to the fort and beaten. Jereol crashed into the gate of the fort's outer wall, which was just so tightly closed, that it was overwhelmed and destroyed. The figure of Jereol, who collapses, increased the upset of the soldiers. A swing of a sword, of a spear that is very unlikely to be a move. That's the only way a unit of gowns fell into non-combat.

"Stupid, Brother Jereol!?

"Don't wander around! Archers, aim, fire!

Arrows pouring like storms over forts. But Dan doesn't move. All he had to do was pierce the sword to the ground and wait jizzily for it to stop coming down.

"Why! Why aren't you injured!? Why not fall down!?

"Heavy Infantry, forward"

A larger shield on his full body armor than behind Dan's, and a group equipped with Hulbert, moves out.

"It would have been easier if you'd come down in peace. But I can't help it if I have to. By order of the king, I will have you packed more than this."

The battle from then on was one-sided. The two remaining princes ran out of hands, but did not break the siege net of the Knights of Steel, which made Dan the spindle of the attack. Consolidate the front line with soldiers specializing in protection, attacking the fort with siege weapons such as catapults and baristas with reinforcements over the rear. It is a very basic military law, but the leadership of the finished Knights did not allow Dan d 'Alba's presence to overshadow the situation.

The Gown army will have to choose the castle to the fort, and all troops will flee to the fort and endure attacks by siege weapons. But the fortress of the gown is sturdy, and because the sun fell fast, it is reserved only for attacks by siege weapons at night. The soldiers of both armies were on a break between shifts, preparing for tomorrow's full-scale battle. That's when Dan got the news.

"The Dragon Cavalry Regiment is wiped out!?

The woman who brought the news trembles with her body at the angry voice of Dan, who was resting in the camping tent.

"Ha, ha. Someone told me to tell the general as soon as possible. Looks like he kept running on the horse three days and three nights early... the horse was crushed and the person fell and now he's unconscious..."

"... I recognized that Renoir had enough power to leave, but did I missee the strength of the adventurer"

The remaining eye-catching forces in Pars were S-class adventurers Gordiana and Kelvin, and Dan thought so. I was measuring my strength in reference to a mock match with Sylvia, and even that Kelvin fellow didn't think he was any more powerful than that.

"That and another report…"

"You still got something?

"Well, the... Magic Knights withdrew from Trage without engaging," he said.

- Gashan!

"Hih...!

Dan's fist slapped smashes his desk.

(Tristan, what are you thinking? Attack is the deciding factor in this operation, if you miss the time, this one will only be at a disadvantage... now that you've missed Pards, you can't miss the gown and the trage. Did you devise this measure in the first place -!?)

Kim!

Put it in the sheath and take the sword that was standing on the wall, preventing Dan from accidentally waving a knife inside the woman. Mutual gains antagonize each other critically and remain alarmed.

"Hmm. I thought it was a complete unintentional blow that erased my intent to kill, but do you want to prevent this? The boulder is the strongest man in Tricene"

"... who are you?"

If you look only at the exterior, the figure of the woman herself who usually looked after Dan around her. However, there was no frightening appearance of the female face until earlier, and the friendly struggle that leaked out of it denied it.

"Sounds like a fool took care of you. I just came to thank you a little bit."

"- The Beast King!

Dan strikes down the knife and the woman falls back with a buckle.

"I heard rumors of disguises and women's clothing hobbies, but I didn't expect them to look so perfect so far. I didn't realize until the moment of the attack."

"It's one of the few hobbies that surprises people. Well, forgive me."

"What happened to the woman? Did you kill him? But I'm sure they'll stand up better than the soldiers there."

"Don't worry. I'm just having a little lay down. I didn't scratch a scratch."

The Beast King, who has turned into a woman, makes her own chest kick without evil and boasts that she has done no harm.

"Hmm... so what can I do for you here? I can't believe I'm here to have a cup of knife in one hand."

"Don't be so belligerent. Anything else, just keep talking about it. Dan, let me tell you something good."

The woman smiled familiarly and vomited unfamiliar words.