Elf Tensei Kara no Cheat Kenkoku-ki

It's been four days since I left Elsier.

I was taking Lucier, Yukino and Loreau on a hurry on my way to the Empire, discovering Imperial Army along the way, watching them as they took their distance and hid in the woods.

The Imperial Army seems to be walking in relatively light attire. Volunteers, mostly from the general public. It would be based on the idea that you can't handle heavy iron armor well and you can't fit in for the number of people.

If you let them march in those things, they will fall off on their own on the road to Elsier.

"As the chief predicted, the enemy seems to bypass."

Loreu opens his mouth, wanting to see how the Empire's army was doing with his binoculars.

"Do we still detour"

"Why bother going all the way around?"

"Because I have Belle Elsier. Dropping that robust fort is so time-consuming to say the Empire, and so is the damage. Then I thought it would be quicker to avoid it."

Sometimes, the Empire's supply base, which we received, was built by the Empire as a fortress to deter enemies from the Elsier side, until it was excessive.

Plus, he even shows a weapon called a grenade in the last fight. There would be no option to fight directly from the front.

"Thanks to Belle Elsier. But, sir, if you end up going far away, there's no point in making Belle Elsier."

"That's not true, Loreau. Even if we detour and avoid Belle Elsier and join the streets to Elsier, the distance they have to tread will increase by 30%. Besides, there's no decent pavement route on the detour. The detour they come through is like hairy beast paths. My legs are delayed, and I'm tired. That would be a big blow to those who want a short-term showdown."

Yes, one path to the Elsier side is sufficient, so I have not bothered to spend money to develop new paths. Imperial soldiers unfamiliar with forests and mountains are deprived of time and strength by walking the evil road.

But with the power of Ashno in High Elf, it was also possible to break through Bell Elsier without causing damage.

Jump over the wall nearly 10 meters and break into Bel Elsier, killing all the humans inside. Then you can open the door from the inside.

To tell the truth, I was most afraid of that.

But she predicted she wouldn't do it. It's harder to think about the push in High Elf's ability than you told me to win a ”war”.

I was aware of its sweetness in Shujina's memory, which is why I'm letting it in.

"The chief has gathered refugees in Bel Elsier in anticipation of this."

"That's right. But it's not just that, it's that I wanted to create a commercial city like Erin."

"Cyril would really do it"

"Naturally. Lucier, I will. And for that, we have to beat the Empire."

If we lose here, we lose everything. Not if you say so.

"Even so. Everywhere the chief said, there's no elf with blonde hair and jade eyes."

Loreau spills stupidity with his binoculars as he returns to watch his Imperial lineup.

"There are 10,000 of them. I'm not gonna find one of them."

When it comes to 10,000 people, it will be about five kilometres long from the beginning to the rear, even in two rows. Finding one of them is close to impossible.

"Hey, chief. Don't you have any hands to keep attacking?"

"No. As I said before I left, Ashno... if any monster beyond me finds me, it'll be over at that point. So I will never set it up here until I capture Ashno in my sight, and I will never get within 500 meters of Ashno's detection in wind sorcery"

"But even if you keep trying to turn your fingers around,"

"... Loreau, don't rush. My hands are hit. If it's hard to find, you can call it out."

Landmines for that matter.

In three days' walk, we'll reach the minefield. That's where it comes from.

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Three days after that. I kept watching him, but I haven't been able to confirm Ashno's appearance once.

Loreau is going to explode even now after quite a bit of dissatisfaction.

Now that it's getting dark, we're camping in the woods, sitting around the fireworks for four

Brother Cyril, I made you some tea.

"Thanks. Yukino"

"Mmm."

Yukino made me a warm cup of tea with magic.

It's getting a lot warmer, but it's still cold at night. Warm tea stains your body.

When I invited Yukino, he ran a little and rode right on my lap. When I stroke her head, Yukino smiles satisfactorily.

"Long, that's the limit! I don't know what this is all about."

Loreau stands up and screams.

"Let's calm down, Loreau. Cyril said he was hitting his hand, so believe me, we'll wait."

Lucier drinks tea and teaches Loreu neatly.

"How long the hell do I have to wait? Keep it up, they'll follow Elsier intact! When that happens, it's the chief who said you can't win."

I regretted it a little. Perhaps this operation was tough on the short-minded Loreu. But we really need his help.

"Loreau, calm down. Yukino's scared."

"Huh!? Wow."

Loreau looks like one of the bad guys when he sees Yukino, who is getting smaller.

Yukino is more courageous for his age, but he would be scared if a big man like Loreu yelled at him from close range.

"Loreau, we're a little behind schedule, but we're almost there. We can attack soon. Wait for the period to ripen. With a few mistakes, we'll be wiped out."

"You can trust me. Long"

"Of course, what. Look forward to tomorrow."

"Okay. I'm sorry. I was just wondering."

"I have no choice. I'm at war...... the tea Yukino has given me is not only delicious, it also helps to calm the mood. Drink slowly and relax."

"Oh, oh."

I smile and think about tomorrow and beyond.

Countless mines have been laid from here on out. Mines, along with the faces of Iraqsa, set up mountains on the journey from Bell Elsier to Elsier and on this detour.

I can't wait to see how many tragic sights unfold.

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Early in the morning, the march of the Imperial Army began. They move out early in the morning and start preparing for the camp in the evening.

Night forest is dangerous. That would be the reason for your consideration.

"Guys, from here on out is the minefield. All the places where the mines were laid are in my head. Never walk except behind me."

"Okay, Cyril."

Lucier answers and the other two nods.

Essentially, they mine roads paved to the extent of the apologies the imperial people walk on, but they also place mines on a few side roads.

We can't laugh if we step on it ourselves.

"Chief, is it a dangerous weapon to call a mine that far? That flat iron mass, it didn't look like a weapon."

Speaking of which, weren't you demonstrating in front of Loreau and the others?

The fear of landmines would not be transmitted by mouth.

"It's dangerous. Hopefully, I don't want to use this stuff. Really. I hesitated to use the mines until the end."

"That's pretty much what Cyril said."

"Yeah, it's pretty good. The Devil's weapon."

I use binoculars to keep an eye on the leader of the Imperial Army.

The point where you laid the mines in my memory.

An imperial soldier stepped on a mine. There was this noise in my head.

And the moment the Imperial Soldier pulls his foot off the mine...

There was a roar. Mines have cracked.

Winding up the soil, a blast ravages the area. The soldier who stepped on the mine was screaming with his thighs contained. It's blowing down from my knees.

In addition, surrounding soldiers are also burned and pieces of metal are pierced throughout their bodies.

Imperial soldiers make a scene in the sudden dozens of wounded.

"This is the spiciness of landmines. I keep my firepower down to such an extent that I don't intentionally kill it. The soldier who lost his leg is the best luggage. More weight left over soldiers have to carry. Serious injuries will require treatment and caregivers to run for two. Even the people around him who stepped on it were never slightly injured."

To add, a soldier who stepped on a mine has to live on one leg for the rest of his life. I'd rather die.

"Besides, we don't have to take any chances. Maximum achievement with minimal effort safely. This is the Devil's weapon."

Loreux and the others take a breath.

While doing so, the Imperial Soldier finishes his wounded maneuver and begins the march again.

Then another explosion.

Naturally, the number of mines planted cannot be ten or twenty.

Landmines are very inexpensive weapons. Iron consumption, gunpowder consumption and structure are not difficult. Even Elsier's stockpile today could be made in large quantities.

After about five degrees of explosion, the soldiers become cautious. You march on the ground with a sword with a sheath on it. The march slows down by the horror.

I know how you feel. You'll see one foot blown up buddy, and you won't want to be oh.

But not at all.

Also an explosion sound. It was supposed to hit the ground with a sheath, but relentlessly the mines were activated only when people stepped on them, creating yet another new victim.

"Cyril, what's going on with that? Wouldn't it blow up if I stepped on it?

"No, I'm not. Precisely, if the mine takes more than a constant load of seconds, it will explode. It doesn't explode as lightly as you tap it."

That mine has meticulous work. The mine is loaded and the sticky metal parts are broken to detonate. The load necessary for the detonation is to weigh one adult male. It doesn't detonate when it's a weak shock. Doesn't explode with overly weak loads or even momentary loads

In addition, there is another fine workmanship. It is made into a double structure, and a dummy with a solid and varied nature flushes the breaking shock first if it is too strong a shock.

I mean, trying to get rid of it at once with local attribute magic doesn't work. If you keep doing it twice, you can make it blow up, but that doesn't lead to the idea that it won't explode if you don't do it twice.

Exactly a piece of bad faith.

"I'll see. Lucier, the soldiers' feet are stuck."

"Yeah, you're all scared. I don't want to walk where my legs might blow."

That's the fear of landmines. It's not just about getting more wounded for sure. ”It could be buried." Stick people with that fear alone.

Not to mention seeing landmines for the first time. I can barely move like this.

For an hour or so, would the Empire have been stuck?

One girl appeared at the beginning.

Long golden hair, high elf characteristic jade eyes. It's Ashno.

As planned, I caught it.

"Guys, let's move."

"Long, do you use cluster bombs"

"No, before you do, try to alert Ashno."

I answer as I run.

The aim is a cabin set up on a small high hill. There's a secret weapon hidden there.

"Chief, what is this?"

"Cyril, like this, I've never seen it before. What a big bow."

There it was: the Siege Destruction Bow, Barista.

The mechanism goes hand in hand with the crossbow. But they come in different sizes.

It's a giant bow over my height.

"This is Barista, the Siege Destruction Bow. It was meant to destroy the walls."

"What do you use that for!

"Naturally, I use it to attack Ashno. 1.2 km from here. We can attack this from outside Ashno's perception range."

I made it for that.

If it were a regular crossbow, it would be a mountain orbit to this distance, roughly. 100 meters per second at most for a crossbow. Twelve seconds to landing.

Twelve seconds, more than 100 meters between landing, falling.

But this barista can fire at 360 meters per second with an overwhelming kinetic energy more than twenty times that of a crossbow.

Close to the horizontal, and yet too late where Ashno sensed it.

Even more overwhelmingly kinetic energy than crossbows means it's hard to deviate with the wind. Depending on the distance, it is impossible to bend even Ashno.

I'll take out a dedicated arrow and wipe the dirt first. Precision fire. Slight deviations can be fatal.

"A very thick arrow. Thicker Than Yukino's Arms"

Yes, when the bow body is huge, it takes as long as an arrow. A giant arrow emitting dull light contained a quiet intention to kill.

"Chief, can you pull something like this?

"Of course."

This barista has more tension than it looks. Made of a material that exerts tension to the extreme with the power of Queiro, the strings are also made of carbon.

Because of this, Loreau and I have a bow that we can't even pull together.

But there are two cylinders on the supplied parts.

This is a cylinder that uses air pressure.

I do my best to gather the wind mana and let the wind flow through the cylinder.

Then the cylinder activates at air pressure and pulls this huge bow string. There was a sound of chilli and fixtures going to the back.

Set an earlier arrow there. No runway, no dirt, no scratches.

Without paying attention to firearms, I chose a primitive barista to increase my shooting accuracy. Black powder is too uneven for an explosion to snipe.

"Wow, that's intimidating."

"Yeah, as scary as it gets. Cyril, now you can guess."

"I'll do something."

I'll do the [windscreen] magic on the arrow first.

In addition, run the [program].

Normally, it is linked to [perceptual dilation], but since it is out of range this time, it is computed from visual information that is tried through binoculars.

Be cautious when your accuracy drops more than usual. Repeat the fine angular adjustment to the point where you can be sure it's a must.

This more than a kilometre of sniping is also possible because we have sucked up every single part with perfect accuracy.

I put my hand on the trigger, and I dazzle Ashno more.

She exercises detective witchcraft through the soil, concentrating on finding the mines I laid.

Detection in the soil is difficult. Look for as wide a range as you can. No matter how much she says, she will be conscious there, and her vigilance will be weak.

That's why it's a good opportunity.

"Go!"

Barista's arrow was unleashed.

Huge arrows fly in at speeds above sound speed. Air resistance can be ignored by [windscreen]. The other elements have been error corrected in the calculation.

Arrows proceed in a straight line towards Ashno, where the distance only looks like a bean grain away.

I cut 500 meters. But Ashno hasn't noticed yet. And I finally noticed the arrow at the 100-meter point.

The usual girlfriend would have noticed at the 300 metre point even late. But when she was being resourced to detect in earthly magic, she was shredding resources to exercise vigilance in wind magic, while watching below for overhead attacks. The reaction was delayed, naturally.

If I had noticed at the 300 metre point, there would have been a second on the landing. A second would have avoided it, and it could have been possible to rip off my [windscreen] and twist it further with the wind. But there's a hundred meters left. 0.3 seconds to landing. An inescapable distance, no matter how it rises.

And if it's this overwhelming kinetic energy. Just a hundred meters, straight ahead in a typhoon. I can't deviate from here by the wind as much as I can say about high elves.

But Ashno's eyes are not dead. Emerald eyes glow.

"Don't lick it!

I thought I heard voices I wasn't supposed to hear.

Ashno wants to hit the side of the barista arrow with a windy back fist.

I couldn't play it flying, but Barista's arrow slips through Ashno's arm.

Barista passed through the surface of the clothes, skin and meat, and landed on the ground with a huge soil bump, making a roar.

I look more at Ashno, he was blown away by the impact of an arrow, and he was falling.

My bones are broken. I'm bleeding a lot out of my right hand, and still, I'm getting a glimpse of this one.

"Let's get out of here."

That's how I twinkle. Wind magic generates a downburst, crushes the barista to pieces, and then blows it out with the wind and runs out.

Loreau and the others follow me.

"Chief, why are you running away? This is your chance to weaken them."

"Loreau, if you think you can beat Ashno by crushing your arm, that's alarming."

Yes, not someone sweet enough to make a good difference to that extent.

"Hey, Cyril, you can run away from someone like that."

"Yeah, you can't easily catch a distance in the woods as long as you're away from the range of wind detection. Now let's desperately give it away."

Besides, even if I couldn't kill him, I could have distracted him from his physical abilities, an injury that wasn't mild. You won't be able to run properly unless you stop the bleeding.

We run through the woods.

"Dear Brother Cyril, what a waste of that big bow. You were so cool."

Turning around, Yukino snapped small.

I know how you feel. I don't even care.

"Yeah, I worked hard on that one, so I didn't want to break it, but it could be reused."

Make sure the Imperial soldiers come looking for their current sniper point at Ashno's direction.

If the barista is recovered at that time.

It could be used by enemies during the Battle of Cage Castle.

"But that was a shame, chief. I could have almost finished it. The chief just told me to be careful. I never thought I'd jump a bow like that."

"Was it a shame? What are you talking about, Loreau? This is unfortunate. I didn't think I could crush my arm. Lucky."

Yeah, luckiest. It's a delightful miscalculation that Ashno was injured to that extent. Besides, in my view, there's definitely a complex fracture in which several places have been crushed and bone fragments pierced by meat.

All you can do with witchcraft is strengthen your ability to self-heal. If you force a complex fracture to be fixed, your right arm will never be used again. We need advanced surgery to treat that.

At least Ashno's right arm can't be used properly in this war.

"Instead of killing him, the goal was to get lucky with his injuries."

"That's right. Until you alert yourself to an attack that could kill you. That was enough. Mines, baristas, cluster bombs."

"That huge bow is the front seat!?

"That's right. Ashno cares first to find a mine. Moreover, while searching for mines, I had to be alert to surprise attacks like now. Double the burden. In that situation, if far rear out of my sight were raided, I'd be totally flat."

Perhaps Ashno could easily deal with mines alone, baristas alone or cluster bombs alone. But if you give it to me at the same time, it will collapse.

And the wound on his right arm that he was lucky enough to bear. That would distract her focus. It's a further burden.

"Loreau, to defeat a hero, it's effective to keep putting on a number of small loads at the same time without resting. That way I can crush it sooner or later. No matter how powerful you are, you only have two hands. I'm going to take something that has fallen away. You don't need a hero to defeat a hero."

Hit the strongest and strongest. That would be good in the story. But hitting the strongest means you could lose this trump card. I can't take that risk. This is how tangled hands are, and it is important not to let them work with the utmost satisfaction.

"Hey, Cyril."

"Hey, Lucier."

"I'm glad Cyril is on my side. I'm really scared of Cyril's ideas."

"It's more the iron rule of the battlefield than my idea."

I boost my speed with a bitter smile.

Next, a rear raid with a cluster bomb.

Ashno sticks forward, but also reinforces his perimeter vigilance. I haven't stopped worrying about the rear at all. I can't get Ashno's eyes on me. Now I'll be able to make sure it works.