Civilization Game

The cavalry continues to advance despite the loss of back, and the arc sprints forward. And his impostors, the protectors and the arrondites, followed behind him.

"Let's get warmed up together, then. Mr. Bocht, Miss Aaron."

Arc winks as he looks back.

"Oh, you idiot!"

A black-haired man called a protector suddenly shook the back of an arc! I punched out loud.

"Hehe! What's the matter with you?"

Arc grips his head with a tear.

"I can't believe you're marching alone into a charging cavalry! Do you really want to die?"

"That's too much, Mr. Bocht. You said you could talk to them when they're not around, but you beat them as soon as they fall off!"

"Do you really want to see what the Hippocampus is?"

"Stop it, both of you!"

A brunette with long braids shouts.

"And Lord Bocht!"

"Something."

She looks at the protection with a solemn and solemn look.

"If you're going to hit me, hit my ass! What a shame!"

"Shut up! Jinsung Marjo!"

"You fools. It's good to share your sexual tastes, but I hope this is a battlefield."

"You be quiet! Start with your life!"

"You're so mean! Guards!"

The cavalry approaches as the three men quarrel. Bocht pulls out his spear and arc grabs Aaron Dyte's hand.

"Let's go, shall we? Aaron!"

"Haang! Your Majesty. My hands are too rough!"

Aaron Dye's body, which he said, shifted. Suddenly, the arc has a fancy longsword in its hand.

"Aaron. You're getting Lily's amplification effect, right?"

"Yes, lungs... Ahh! You can't hold it so hard... Haha!"

"Here we go!"

As the arc leaps through the atmosphere, Aaron's body becomes swordsmanship stretches up to 10 meters.

"Rawr!"

From there, he turns his back and swings the aroundite once, and at the same time, six cavalry men are chopped up like flour dough.

"Me, crazy!"

"What a gift!"

The arc swings its longsword continuously in the air. The unarmed driverless athletes slash and roll the floor several times at a time.

"Damn it!"

"Ignore it and move on!"

However, even if Arc alone could slow the cavalry down for a while, he couldn't stop them all. As the cavalry passes under the rising arc's feet, arc turns on the magnifying beads and shouts.

"We lost them. They're coming your way!"

The infantry is already preparing for the cavalry's takeover, putting their shields to the ground on Casar's main army side. They all saw the arc struggle and the morale was heightened.

"Ahhh!"

Arc continued to stay in the air and mock the cavalry with 10 metres of aroundite. As his body tries to fall down, a ripple rises from the air and rises back up. The number of cavalry slaughtered by the arc is increasing.

Unibelle reappears in the air on the other side of the battlefield.

Soon after, the carpet bombing, her extensive assailant, began and Bedivere spread out the slow field. This time, however, Lily's amplifying effect has narrowed its scope due to the presence of Aronite. A large number of soldiers remain exposed to a magical bombardment falling overhead.

Eventually, the size of the slow field grew to see if Lily had turned to the effect of the amplification. Instead, the length of the sword has been reduced by the arc's grip, making it no longer possible to fight with ranged attacks.

"Hehe, is this some sort of Lord soldiers' ruse?"

Arc had to watch the cavalry under his feet while he was still in the air.

The timing is too good. Perhaps it was done in part to get the amplification powers back to Bedivere.

Do you have two eyes? Hmmm. '

"Hey, arc!"

The shield approaches from the air.

"Staying here is pointless. We've achieved certain goals. Let's go back. It's too dangerous for the commander to leave the enemy camp like this."

"We should. Let's get back to it."

The shield moves its arms, creating a ripple in the atmosphere behind the back of the arc. Arc says, "What? 'As I looked back, the door slammed! You make a sound and send Arc to his body.

"Aaaah! That's too much! Guards!"

"Your Majesty! If you hold on tight! Tsk!"

"... Tsk."

Poor bastards. The shield mutters like that, creating a ripple in the atmosphere underneath its feet and leaping into the air. This was his ability as a Knight of the Wind.

*

Caaaaang!

Beatrice's dagger, full of magical power, draws its silver tail and slams into the shield.

"Hehe!"

Gerant's body tilts sharply, but his shield grows in size and survives like a locust. Beatrice's face was still expressionless, with sweat flowing on her forehead.

'... It's annoying.'

Beatrice has never dealt with a tactic of such extreme defense one-way. It was tricky. No, it was tricky. As Beatrice exits elsewhere, Gerant sticks with her relentlessly to interrupt her advancement.

In the end, if you don't get rid of this slobbered dung dog by biting the crotch, it will continue to annoy you. Beatrice tries to figure out how to attack, but the man with the familiar face waves his arm from behind.

"Beatrice! I'm here!"

It's Phoenix. Beatrice tilts her head and looks at him.

"Big Brother sent me! I'll take care of her!"

"…… Yes, of course."

Beatrice heads back.

"Hehe, where are you going to leave the headquarters? The battle is not over yet!"

Jerent lunges, but Phoenix sprints out and smashes his shield with an iron pipe. Woohoo! She frowns as her vast power is transferred to her hands on her shield.

"Your opponent is Phoenix of the Brass!"

"Annoying Paris! Don't interrupt!"

It was Arc's mission to stop Beatrice. Jerent tries to retreat toward the soldiers, but Phoenix takes off his jacket and sticks it to her shield.

"What, what!"

The outside of the jacket turned out to be sticky. I had to catch up with Beatrice, but I couldn't back off because Phoenix was pulling on my jacket.

"Let go! You!"

She wields her sword to strike the rope, but even the blade sticks to the rope. She looks embarrassed.

"What is this weirdness!"

"Hehe!"

Phoenix comes up with his jacket on the floor.

"Big Brother is offering me a special treat! That's a good concept too!"

"…… what, what? How dare you treat the headquarters as a filthy courtesan!"

Jerent furiously pulls out the spare sword behind his back. Phoenix runs to her and throws out the pipe in his hand. While she stands in her way, Phoenix's body flashes past her like lightning.

'... It's fast!'

But there was no pain. When Jeremiah was wondering.

Knuckles.

Her upper body armor fell off and hit the ground! I fell down screaming.

"... Ugh!"

The black tie sticks to your body as your armor peels off. Jerent blushes and covers his chest.

"Yes, you! What the hell is this?"

"What are you doing? It's natural to take off your clothes."

Phoenix blurted out what he was asking. Jerent looks frightened.

"What a shameful thing to do on the sacred battlefield!"

"Yes! A battlefield where men and women mingle and enjoy each other's bodies! It's a good expression."

"It's not expression, it's a real battlefield, you lunatic!"

Phoenix walks away with a grim smile.

"Let's get this torque over to headquarters. I won't leave a single stone!"

"W-we 're crazy! This Abyss!"

*

It was getting late.

The Caesars held firm in the center, with their front and right sides outstretched by the Abyss, and their rear being the brotherhood of the fighting men. It wasn't a siege, it was a double attack from the front and back.

A squad of mercenaries stabbed in the rear, piercing the Lancer's vibrations, and the arc's distribution slows them down for a moment. And the foot soldiers who saw the king's dispensing raised their shields to a hundredfold and tightly built a human wall. In the course of the wall and the cavalry's charge, the Kasar army was hit by quite a few, but this was easily prevented. In the rear, there was a war between the cavalry and infantry.

'All right, done.'

Glug glug! A raging flame rises from above the palm of the arc.

Arc walks forward with it in his palm. There is a commotion among the Abyss soldiers who have seen the Arc's flames.

"Hey, that one!"

"Fireball! Watch out, everyone!"

Everyone on this battlefield knew the power of the arc's unique abilities. Soldiers in a dense formation start to scatter or spread their streets in fear of lightning that may fall on their heads at any moment.

'Yes, yes. That's it. That's it.'

Arc just walks around, holding his hand, without using a flamethrower. The Abyss soldiers reacted sensitively to his every move, and Casar soldiers cheered wherever Arc went.

I've already planted fear. Arc was benefiting from just 'holding' his skills.

As the density of the Abyss advance weakened, Caesar's soldiers released the battle much more easily. The Abyss soldiers, on the other hand, had to face the horror of fire from the front and never knew when it would fall from the sky at the same time.

Fear spread like a plague, giving birth to another terror. Abyss' morale is dwindling, but there is only one exception.

The only point of pushing in Casar formation. It is home to Beatrice and her army of Axe Warriors, returning directly to the other side. They put Beatrice's firepower in front of them, penetrating Casar's camp.

"Protect the Master!"

"Don't be left behind!"

The Axe Warriors escorting her are also skilled men who are not greatly defeated by Casar Knight. There, the overwhelming martial arts of Beatrice became the point of concern, and the members of the team tightened together. They followed her from the front with all their heart power, and it was their mission to keep her going. At least I thought this side had to protect me.

Arc's eyes glow as he watches the landscape.

Are they the best and the best of Abyss? If I have to use a flamethrower, it's that way. '

The arc draws fire and moves. To suppress Beatrice's forces. However, the warriors of Aruguese cannot be demoralized by magic. They focus solely on wielding their weapons, without giving Arc a single glance at the flames.

"Brave."

Arc's face, which was smiling, turned cold.

'That's why it's more difficult.'

Arc lowers into position and prepares to throw a flame.

Whoo-hoo!

As the arc moves into position, Beatrice flies to the ground, focusing her magic on her legs.

Her eyes rise from the sky, staring straight at the arc. The walls of the soldiers are thick in front of you, but you can jump straight into the air. Their gaze met in the air.

"Huh? Are you trying to catch me? Cute little lady."

"……."

The arc quenches the flame and condenses it into the palm of the hand. He was in a position to throw it at any time. The opponent says, "You hit me! 'I can't believe you just showed up in front of me. If I could defeat her here, I wouldn't miss a fireball. If we're lucky, we might be able to catch her hit by a fireball. A class B powerless hero. It's worth a thousand gold.

The moment the arc tries to move its arm, measuring the distance.

"… huh?"

Arc's pupils bulge.

If his eyes had truly done their part, it seemed that Beatrice's body in the air had suddenly turned into someone else.

And the one who appeared out of nowhere....

"Lord Lord...!"

It was a road. Is this a dream or a dream? Suddenly, the value of a country's "annihilation bonus" jumped the BONUS in Class B heroes. Arc glares greedily at the confused moment.

'But…….'

Lord was neither embarrassed nor surprised. Arc's face suddenly cools.

'... are you smiling?'

As soon as I saw the Lord's smile, arc felt a slippery illusion as if time had flowed slowly enough to feel the beat of his chest.

What does that smile mean?

Does this mean that this is the intended situation?

Even if it was meant to be, what can we do there?

The cornerstone game was unlikely for a person to have such a high power figure. No matter how much I thought about it, there was no way to turn this situation upside down.

But that's when I saw Lord pull something out of his arms and point it at the arc.

- Charging gun Odenwald's "Shots".

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Of Martin's two recharging weapons, Odenwald is currently Lord.

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Susie/I'm aiming for a 6-day anniversary, but it's not that easy.

Kujo Jotaro/I think it would be an important point if I could get the Black Society involved.

Leessa/Thanks!

Thank you for the purple/long term comments..! But 1500 people, not 500 people; shit; 500 to 2500 would not have been an arc.

Koo 914/Huff! Really? +_+

No Digimon0002/5-fold difference; 2500 vs. 1500.

Sexy power/Good work. Heh heh heh heh.

lineata/Yes. It looks like we're outnumbered, but overall, the Abyss is struggling too! Not until Mr. Abyss wins.

Moranon/Arc is a highly dependent military. Heh heh heh heh heh heh. It's a game of kings. It was published in Joara. You can find them on the Kakao page, on the Naver Books, etc. The worldview is similar, but the story seems a little different. Oh, and I read the first episode of Commando later, and it really helped me. I had a really great morning at work!

LGB/That's right! The 1st Army is guarding it, so it's a bit tricky now. Oh, and I was thinking about going to the long run, but I decided to go short-term.

Short range constraints (?) is not allowed.