(Lina viewpoint)

The enemy standing in front of Ishikawa University's main gate in front of you-about 10,000.

On the other hand, the strength of this is-the leading elite-800.

800 to 10,000.

By convention, it is a suicide applicant or a command from above that cannot be resisted by a fool to challenge with this strength difference-a death sentence.

But I'm not a suicide candidate ... I don't think Zion will be sentenced to death.

Then it's hard to believe ... Sion is convinced he will win this difference.

Certainly, in the world after [Revolution]-a situation like a dream story such as 100 human powers, Ikki Tousen is not impossible-an overwhelming power difference is a prerequisite.

While waiting in the territory, Zion had sent over 3,000 ghouls as reinforcements, but none of the ghouls had returned. In other words, the force in front of you is a force capable of defeating more than 5,000 ghouls, including the ghoul that was initially introduced.

No, don't think about anything extra. No matter how much I think, I'm far from Zion's wisdom.

It is the role of Zion to spread the intellect. My job is-just to follow Zion's command and to wield a sword.

I was dispelled and concentrated on the enemy in front of me.

-The enemy is expected to make long-range attacks. Form a platoon with 100 living mails at the top! Make a lineup behind the living mail of the Orichalcum series!

According to Zion's order, which immediately echoes into the brain, we will proceed to the front gate of Ishikawa University.

"Cheap! Isn't it okay to proceed with such a chintara and time!"

"Hey! Don't you go ahead with me and Taka?"

Takaharu and Setanta are irritated by the speed of the cowwalk that matches the living mail.

"It's out of the question."

"Seta-bo, don't be impatient. The enemy will not run away."

My grandfather gently instructs Setanta, who talks to Sethanta who runs away.

Point a compassionate gaze at Setanta-remembering a conversation you had before your departure with your grandfather who once feared "Kensei".

"Grandfather fights humanity ... is there no resistance?"

"What's wrong? From a bush to a stick."

"Sion is like that ... but he can be careful. If his grandfather wants ... he can get out of the fight-"

"I'm gonna fight my grandson and I'm going to answer at home?"

"No, no ... that's why ..."

"I don't have to worry. Ikanjiro "

"And, but ..."

"And I want to protect you. The lords of the Astor Empire ... your fellows who fight together ... and ... your important granddaughter."

―― !?

"So, I'll fight. Whether we're called demons or shuras by humanity-I'm ready to slay all the enemies of the Astor Empire."

My grandfather had already decided.

Then, I will decide. An important companion-to protect the family.

―― !?

The dry sound of the metal hitting “Kang” resonates around.

The identity of the sound was the sound of a single flying arrow colliding with a livingmail shield.

"Listen! Foolish monsters belonging to the enemy Zion! We never give in! If you don't want to be like a pathetic brother who died first, go away!

――?

Recommendation? Humans? To us under the control of the Demon King, Zion?

Defeat if you have the power to defeat it. That is the existence of us (chaos) as seen from humanity (row).

However, mankind (low) made a recommendation to our enemy (chaos).

What it means--

"--Opportunity! Increase the speed of all troops, advance!

Living Mail moves forward at full speed with the shield in place.

"Flora! Set up a magic barrier upwards with your subordinate Rilim!"

"Yeah. Lina's orders haven't been in a long time."

Flora who obeys the command unfolds the magic barrier with her subordinate Rilim.

"Don't worry about some shots! Go! Go! Go! Go!

I sprint through the magic arrows falling down while inspiring my friends.

The distance to enemies standing in front of Ishikawa University's main gate is 100 meters away.

"Sara! Range attack!"

"Ri! ---- Thunderstorm!"

A storm blown from Sarah's cane wears Shiden and attacks humanity.

"Seta! Takataka! Open up the road!"

"Hello!-" Wind Chase! "

"Seta!

Setanta wearing the wind sprints to the enemy. Takaharu, who has transformed into a king of beasts, rushes to follow.

At this point, no command has been received from Zion. In short, my command is right.

"Seta! Takataka! It's scattered right and left!"

The two respond to the grandfather's cry and move left and right.

"-" Skyblade! "

An invisible blade released from your grandfather's sword slashes enemies in front of the main gate.

"Oh! The spear is my role!"

"Bakayaro! That's my role!"

"Huh? Did you see the brilliant magic of Arashi?"

"Hah! @ Magic is no-can!"

"Imif!

Settanta, Takaharu, and Sarah exchange conversations that lack a sense of tension that cannot be expected in the midst of the war.

Should I be angry as a leader? Is it proud to be reliable? I smile bitterly at the exchange of three people as usual.

"It's an enemy! It's an enemy attack."

"Isn't it late?-"

The swift thrust of Setanta easily takes away the life of a human being.

"Hello! I'm gonna follow you .... Woooooooo!"

―― !?

"Well, who are you? ... The devil king Zion's army called small fish ..."

"Hey, help me ..."

"And don't get upset!"

When humans hear the roar of Takaharu shaking the atmosphere, humans fall into panic.

"Wait for waiting! Climax from the beginning! All those who are living ... may be drunk on my body!-" Perfect body! "

Hibiki, who flew out to the front behind Setanta and Takaharu, exposed the naked body to the enemy with a brilliant light and decided the pose.

"Uh, ears ... bald ... T-back ... man ... who is ... who is ..."

"Why ... what ... I'm a man!"

`` Ta, ta, ta, can you help me !? ''

"Don't get upset !? Phantom! Phantom enemy attack !?"

"Kill me! I'll erase that nightmare!

Human beings hit by Hibiki's Perfect Body are enveloped in a kind of fear different from Takaharu's roar.

"Re-"

――Rina forbids her name!

Attempts to assault the enemy with the name claim, but my mouth is shut off by a command from Zion.

Isn't a self-name allowed?

I was forbidden to claim my name and silently slashed at the enemy.