Frontier Lord Starts Out With a Population of 0

- Diaz in the deepest room.

I ran through the fort and smashed all the enemies in front of me... then I reached the deepest room and kicked the door, holding a finely decorated axe spear with both hands and wearing good armor and a helmet... There was a terrible, bad-looking man.

I looked at her face and for a moment, I remembered my old comrade in action... but my eyes were fished out, my mouth was severely distorted, my cheeks were thin and my outline seemed somewhat different, and I immediately noticed that I was someone else.

You don't have to resist in vain.

My appearance is bad, but my stance is good and I have the courage... I think I might struggle a little. When I say that while thinking about it, the man sticks out his axe spear with a distorted expression.

The way a man fights is like lightly sticking out an axe spear, sticking it out over and over again without putting it in his hair, and then creating a gap that surprises and confuses the opponent, without missing that gap, and releasing a forceful thrust... it needed more technology than power.

If you successfully pierced the gap between the opponent's armor, wrists, and throat, it would be like if you were in pain or couldn't breathe, you would release a powerful blow to the opponent who could no longer hold a weapon, killing them.

In that case, the battle method would be similar to that of my old comrades... but unlike my comrades, the thrust was sharp or lacking in momentum, and I could lightly knock it off with my battle axe.

If you get rid of it, you don't miss that gap, and you wave the battle axe to the side, but the man jumps back and avoids it as if he was reading it... I am surprised at that, but I wave the battle axe continuously without opening the gap.

Apparently, it seemed that he could not guard his opponent, but he put his strength into both hands holding the battle axe... and decided to slash it without hitting him with the battle axe, wielding it again and again... but the man jumped back and crouched around and dodged all of it surprisingly.

It was as if you knew how to fight me... the man who was surprised by my smallness unexpectedly raised his voice and released a sharp and fast pounce that could not be done in time with a sharp response.

Muuu!?

With such a voice, I was prepared to receive a blow, but immediately the armor glowed sharply, letting off something like a gust of wind and bouncing back at me.

Speaking of which, I was surprised that he had such abilities, but the man was more surprised than I was, and most importantly, he was devastated by his axe spear... I couldn't help but swing down the battle axe with all my might.

Instead of staring back at the axe spear, the man let go lightly and jumped back wide to dodge the attack... He pulled out his sword from the sheath of his waist, took the circular shield that was hanging on the wall, pushed it out with his left hand, and stood lightly with his sword with his right hand... It seemed that the sword was also aiming at the thrust to see the stance.

The sword is well decorated, but it is very short, and yet it is fat... it is made of unbreakable material, or it seems to be made with priority given to ruggedness.

The man who held such a sword and yen shield while closing the distance... is trying to grasp the true nature of the phenomenon caused by the armor? The sword sticks out lightly over and over again without exerting any strength.

On the other hand, I didn't think about evading or defending against the presence of this armor, and I only focused on the attack and waved the battle axe as fast as I could --- as fast as I could not avoid with the movements I've been making.

Then, the man laughed lightly and said that it was not the armor that pushed out the sword lightly, but rather that he was waiting for me to do so...... The expression on his face that he had just been asked to do was, and he gently touched the battle axe with the standing circular shield --- The next moment, the battle axe was played hugely.

"Ohhhh!?"

When the battle axe was played, I unexpectedly raised my voice.

Then, the man did not miss the gap, and released a forceful thrust.

The armor flashed and the man collapsed... and in the blink of an eye, I was in a hurry to put the battle axe back in place.

I knew it was a dagger with a short, thick blade, and I had the skills to catch and flap the opponent's sword, but I couldn't possibly use it as a shield to try my war axe against the opponent...

I've never had a battle axe flicked in the war, and with my tongue rolled up like this, I... well, I swung the battle axe over and over again.

Perhaps the man's sword was also used to parry and play the opponent's attacks.

In that case, this man would be able to bounce off the opponent's attacks with both his sword and his shield... If so, it would be no use being vigilant, no use thinking about countermeasures, and no one like me would be able to strike.

When that happens, I'll open up again and attack again and again, waiting for the opponent to get tired... just waiting for them to make mistakes when they're tired, and then swinging the battle axe from top to bottom, from side to side, from side to side, from side to side, from side to side.

The man then plays all of them with his sword and shield, parries them, and runs, jumps, and dodges them, showing them a brilliant defense...... Such an attack and defense can continue for a while.

However, in a situation where the armor is able to prevent the opponent's attack on its own, I have enough room... The man has no room for that, and as time goes by, the man's health is lost, and his movements become slower.

... and then...

"What the hell is all this health and armor!!"

Then, a man who raised his voice like a scream who didn't know if he had finally reached the limit, threw out a worn-out sword and shield after being attacked many times, and threw what was around him into a dish in the shelf, a cloth that didn't know what to use, and a bottle of wine.

Furthermore, he kicked open the box at his feet and threw the gold coins in it, but the armor bounced all of them back to the law... Even so, the man continued to throw the gold coins screaming.

That's how the sound of gold flying and the screams of men echoed throughout the room... As I swung my axe to stab a man who seemed to have lost the will to fight, Aima's small but high voice resounded from inside the armor.

(So, Mr. Diaz, please hurry to settle.

This armor... seems to use the same amount of magic power to play each gold coin as to play an attack, and it is very drained. For this amount of time, it won't be that long...)

Because the armor prevented the attack, there is an advantage now. If the armor becomes unstoppable, it may be troublesome if the man realizes it.

Thinking like that, I waved down the battle axe...... as I screamed, the man kicked and rolled on the floor, so he dodged the battle axe and ran out. The entrance to the room behind him...... I kicked down the door, then headed there and ran out of the room.

I rushed out and chased after him... as I ran down the hallway, climbed the stairs, and walked out onto the hallway on the roof of the fortress... while the man continued to throw the gold coin in his hand like he had abandoned it... and one of them made a sound and hit my armor.

Apparently, the magic power of the armor had expired.

Then, the man who seemed to have noticed it from the sound stopped his legs, turned his heels back and turned to me... and took out a dagger from his nostrils.

It was meant to play a short, thick blade, and I didn't think that it would be able to prevent the battle axe from bouncing, but the man's eyes were still shining... when he played the battle axe and poked it in the gap, he gave me such a distorted look.

It was true that the man was skilled, but the armor made by Narvant was fine and solid, even without any mysterious power... I think he would be able to prevent such a dagger blow.

It shouldn't be necessary to be vigilant... but when I see that the man's expression and eyes are completely stained with madness, something in my heart, like instinct, sounds alarming.

... now, what's the matter with you?

Grasping the battle axe firmly with both hands, lightly swinging it up...... thinking about it while you can swing it down at any time...... The dagger that the man held in both hands stood around his waist and pushed it towards me.

In response, I swung down the battle axe with all my strength with the intention of stabbing the man ─ ─ but the man kicked the ground and flew to the side, avoiding the battle axe by twisting his whole body dexterously... As the battle axe pierced the floor of the corridor, it decided to land stunningly and pushed it towards me at a speed higher than that.

... I hope I can take a blow with my armor...

And when I thought about it, I could put my strength into both hands in order to put the battle axe back in place.

- A man running towards Diaz.

We won!

Thinking like that, the man ran.

Holding the poisoned dagger, with all my strength... I opened my eyes and observed that there must be a gap somewhere in the armor that lost its strange glow.

Because the cut end is slightly good, it is good to stick it to the skin, so I can beat that Diaz.

Such thoughts overflowed into the man's mind, filling the man's brain with joy, arousal reached its peak, and the man unexpectedly smiled---that's when.

A rat jumped out of Diaz's pocket.

Somehow the rat was holding a single needle and jumping at the man with incredible jumping force...... and the man's unprotected hand, which had no gloves or handkerchief, was pricking the back of his defenseless hand.

Instantly, his hands were numb and his senses faded...... The dagger was being held or not, and the man accidentally let go of it.

"Paralyzing poison!? This fucking rat ahhh!!"

I let go of the dagger, but even if Diaz stops his legs now, it's difficult to dodge the attack. Then the man abandons himself and opens his mouth wide and tries to bite Diaz. But now an eagle with strange armor is attacking me. He claps the man's helmet hard with his claws and leans back on the man's head, taking away the helmet... even the chance for the man to bite Diaz.

"Ahhhhhh!?"

A man who could no longer utter words, but raised such a voice... was slapped with the belly of a battle axe as hard as he could, and just before he lost consciousness, he heard Diaz's powerful voice.

“I'm sorry, I have a lot of people I can count on.”

Immediately after that, a tremendous blow struck the man's head, stripping him of his consciousness and strength and causing him to faint... so that the man's plan would be crushed in the worst possible way for the man.