Garudeina Oukoku Koukoku Ki

Danger, soldiers who have even stepped through forests where the word is raw and warm. Having lost many of their comrades, but having reached a peaceful place, they were heartily pleased with their long-time rest.

On the first day, I had a restless time wondering if the demons would come again at night, but the second day, and the third night, that is, there had never been a demon raid.

Many soldiers are now falling asleep at a time when the night will soon dawn. Only a few unfortunately assigned to the night watch are awake. They took a good day off yesterday, so I can't complain.

"... I can't believe there's such a peaceful place behind Gardina"

"Oh, I wish those guys could have come this far..."

Relax, I can't even easily laugh and talk to those who have died or worked hard to get here.

"I wonder how far it goes"

"I don't know, until I find something."

"I don't know what I wanted... it's nothing. I'm home early than that..."

"Right... I'll show my son my face soon, too."

Two soldiers who keep an eye on each other while having such a conversation that never happens. The rule is that night watches are always done by two or more people together to prevent sleep, but there is also the downside of not focusing on security with all the conversation at these times.

Still, I realized it was just a coincidence, or was it because a bunch of horrible experiences spanning more than half a month had sharpened my nerves?

"... hmm?

"What's up?

Suddenly, one of them looked up and looked up at the sky. From the gap between the trees, the moonlight is still nil at night, and the stars shine like scattered sand gold.

"No... it's kind of darkened for a moment..."

"It's a cloud, and then it's a cloud."

"No, there's hardly a cloud and it's short for that..."

After saying that much, he distorted his expression to his surprise.

"hey... what is that..."

"What? What the hell did you say..."

At the end of that gaze is a shadow like a man with wings flashing and lagging behind the moonlight. No, there is only one such thing as being similar to someone with a tail and wings like a dragon.

"Duh... duh... duh..."

"Drago... Newt...?

Nor is that one or two. It consists of dozens. That's what's looking down on us from the heights. The next time the two of them could no longer speak to such an overly difficult sight, those dozens of dragonneuts put their hands on this one, and it was a moment to unleash magic.

"What...!?

"Enemy Attack Oooo!!

The voice at the end, the two were engulfed in flames.

"What is it!?

Sleeping in a simple tent for commanders, Largelkvist was lucky enough to spare the first blow by magic and just woke up to its explosions and flashes.

"My lord!? It's an enemy attack!! Number of enemies unknown!! It is a magical attack from above!!

"From the sky!? Who the hell are you!!

"I dunno!! Fire is spreading on the position and the soldiers are in a state of panic!!

"Calm him down immediately!! Quickly extinguish the fire..."

"My Lord!!

In the still intermittently sounding explosion, another soldier changed his blood phase and came to Lagerkvist.

"Now what!?

"Chi... it's also an ambush from the ground!! Those who have left the formation are discussed one after the other!!

"Is that a demon!?

"No!! This... This is..."

The soldier, once breathed, then tells loud and clear.

"I have been ambushing you from the ground...... I am a beast man!!

"Surprise is a success!! Come on, hunt it all down without one!!

"" "" "" "Answer!!

The guards draw swords and slash into enemy forces that have fallen into a state of disruption, as expected, in an ambush of Kingsguards from the sky. A sword in both hands, dyed with moonlight, flames, and blood.

"Now is the time to fulfill our seniority resentment!! Give that reward to those who have abused us!!

"Show man, and Master Georg, our power!!

"" "" "" "Answer!!

Their momentum runs out to an awesome word.

"You guys... Huh!?... Subhuman!!

"No!! Proud Gardinian people, you werewolves!!

Slash your neck off while you say so.

"This is the Leopard clan, the resentment of our fellow murderers at their convenience, clear up here now!!

Slash knot with an expression of hatred.

"For my countrymen, for Gardina, for Master Georg, scatter here and now!!

Stick out your sword as you scream.

That look is as good as it rightly deserves to be called Shura.

Some will clear up their grudges, some will not live up to their expectations, and some will not show loyalty, waving an endless sword in their hands. The corner slashed into by the guards is instantly stained with blood.

Fine dust also existed, including the resounding spear and fury, the bloodshed, and the previous tranquillity there.

The soldiers of the mostly sleeping diners were in a whirlpool of confusion and could not even queue up, without even wearing proper protective gear. Some of them even wield wood for position building instead of swords and spears.

In contrast, the Guard, with support from the sky, is wrapping itself up and acting to prevent a blind spot, while consolidating itself in the weapon armor that Georg, or the Dwarves, have created so diligently. And more importantly, they all slaughter and abandon enemy soldiers one after another with an impatient look.

It didn't take long for the Dinanto soldiers to realize their defeat and begin to flee.

"hey... what the... what the heck these guys..."

"Strong..."

"That armor, the half-breed way of slashing, will get us the money..."

"You can't win..."

Between the soldiers who were watching from the rear, an aversion mood drifts and runs out with one, and another, on their backs.

"Don't run away!! Few enemies!!

"Cowardice!! Surround and take them all away!!

A corporal-like man desperately tried to stop the escape, but there the hand of the reaper waved.

"It's fine to have a good prestige, but now, how's that skill?

The last thing the two of them saw turning to such a voice was a werewolf man, trying to swing his arms left or right with a sword.

"Captain, I thought it was time for the Kingsguard to be the limit."

Jill spoke to Johann, with a two-handed sword, of the neck of the two commander-like figures.

"Mmm?... right, nagging, but it would be time for the tide. Give all units an evacuation order."

"Ha!!

Johan shrugs with Jill beside him as he tells the decree he had refrained from beside him.

"... red, dude"

Johann's sword is a delicacy created by Georg. There is no way to destroy a blade as much as slaughtered a person, and the sharpness still does not precipitate, should it be called a boulder?

And Johan, who had slaughtered more than ten men with his sword, and had strangled his neck, was dyeing his whole body with blood.

"... stinks"

And the smell of blood creeps up and doesn't leave the nose of a werewolf who is out-of-popular and smells great.

"... falling, what's this?

Blood and smell, in contrast, or both.

"Captain, all units, move on to retreat. There are no casualties. Please hurry, Captain."

"Oh, okay. That's all we have to do, hurry back to the city."

"Yes."

"All units!! Withdraw!! Withdraw!!

Faces of the guards who begin to retreat at the same time to Johann's hanging.

They, although it was the wounded who gave them a few, if only they had lives, the worst Georg could treat them. Everyone retreated safely, including Johann, who remembered some relief.