Gate of Amitilicia Online

The action of the three of us took away my burden once and for all. Wena's enemy and pre-emptive attack. Support by Syrian spell magic. There were a lot of occasions when Kata would come along, but I was able to defeat the Demons lightly for what they deserved. I've been beating in about ten shots so far and it ends with four to six. The support of a high level spell magician is amazing...

I heard Wena's style of combat is a duplicity of little swords, but this time she's using an unusual weapon. It has a pointed iron bar instead of a blade. That shape can only be used for spikes. With such a weapon, Wena is slaughtering the Demons with a rather daunting attack of poking them in the eye and scratching their contents. Must have four times as much damage in there as ignoring the protective points.

Syria reinforces me and Wena with spell magic. Sometimes, they attack directly with a spell. Two spell magic shots are sure to kill the normal Demon Clan.

"Yeah, I guess it doesn't have to be my turn," he said.

"What are you talking about?

Wena, running in the lead, turned around. Ugh, I was speaking up. No, you're so handy about what you say, Toka...

"I'm pretty much counting on Fist over here. When Fist attracts demonic attacks, it's easier to target the area."

Well, while my consciousness is up to me, I guess it's easier to put a blow in at that speed or go eyeball gushing from behind. It's just for him. Normally, you'll get a negative correction on the hit, but that's a great skill at hitting and stopping an attack on the eyeball so accurately.

"No, but I've never seen Fist fight before, but you're probably there, too."

"What?

Ask Wena's back. Wena shrugged her shoulders as she looked forward.

"'Cause if you take a blow, you're out, and you keep hitting me while you keep that intermission. I'm scared. I can't imitate that."

"Even if they say so..."

It's true that even a hit and away is fine. But if you do that, you're going to have to reschedule and eat your time. Maybe it's time to jump in. If I'm gonna clean up on the spot, I've never been over it, but...

"I'm telling you, if it wasn't for Syria's aid, yeah, it wouldn't be working either."

I was judging the neighborhood according to the circumstances. Defeat when you can defeat without having to leave, once you can't. When there was no enhanced attack power, it was more common to leave before stopping.

"No, nevertheless, yeah, I think it's awesome to be able to fight. Were you in real life fighting?

Inquiries from Syria running next door. Martial arts, huh...

"Judo for three years in the middle school club and just three years in the high school elective class. Later...... working with Grandpa?

"Fist's grandfather? Are you a martial artist?

"No, he's just a grandfather hiding in the country. It was a lot of fun, though."

"Heh, what kind of grandpa are you?

Wena asks intriguingly. Syria has similarly turned the gaze it expects. Hmm, even if they say so...

"People who grow vegetables and stuff in the fields, who are familiar with wild mountains and hunt boars and stuff when they're in the hunting season with a license to hunt guns and traps. I'm pretty sure I couldn't resist dismantling it. When I was a kid, he used to make bamboo toys and stuff. And strong anyway. A winning example."

I remember going on summer and winter holidays to visit and running around the wild mountains with them. He even took me hunting, and he told me about mountain vegetables and medicinal herbs. That was really fun back then.

If you think about it, the majority of my self-sufficiency life I aspire to in GAO is the impact of my life then, I'm sure. I haven't been able to go since I got a job, but how are you?

"If you're strong, I've never heard of you doing any martial arts, so I think you're mostly selfish."

There is no such thing as a master of old-fashioned martial arts, it should be. Karate, Judo, moves like the ones I've seen in Chinese boxing, it feels like a mix of different martial arts moves, and that's not a particular genre.

"Is Fist's sense of combat due to his real skills?"

"I wonder. Some experience shows that high combat skills are not the only way to fight."

I've beaten guys with higher levels of combat skills than I do. but, on the other hand, it was sometimes overwhelming and dangerous. I don't think I can put it all together. That's why I answered Syria vaguely.

"Syria! Survivors!

Wena raised her voice unexpectedly. At the end of the road, there are people who are falling. Plate mailing equipment, full face helm. There is a blood buildup under my body. You're not Einfast's defenseman, that.

Running over and waking up the body, a voice of pain leaked from under the visor. Alive but quite seriously wounded.

You're Dorad's knight.

Syria hits the elementary as she prepares for the spell. When I saw it, there was a crest engraved on the left chest of a plate mail that was heavily torn. Is this Dorad's crest?

Plus there are some bodies of knights with the same gear around them. And so are the bodies of the demons.

"Was there a march from Dorad?

Even now, it was strange to have reinforcements from other cities. At any rate, even the closest Zvand is three days away on foot. I don't know in detail when the discovery of the Demon Clan was yesterday, but I thought a massive reinforcement would not be easy to dispatch, as if it were an immediate order or so. Whatever sending out a few without preparation, it won't be easy when you march. Even if he could, he was a soldier who forcibly focussed on the cavalry. It will depend on the time between arrival and the start of the battle how much force you will have as reinforcements.

Although there is a convenient facility called the Transfer Gate, this can only be reached where you have been. Besides, it's personally authenticated, and not all of them can be transferred if someone they transfer with has ever done so. In other words, only soldiers who have come directly to Einfast can be dispatched. I've heard there was some sort of skirmish between the lords of the country in medieval Europe, and I don't think they're allowing all soldiers to travel at the transfer gates. Depending on how you use it, you can suddenly send the main force to other cities. Well, I don't know what the relationship between the Lords of GAO is, and I don't know about the systems and security of the metastasis gates, so I don't know if that can happen, and if it's feasible.

"From Tsvand and Dorad, it looks like they're sending only the people who can jump. However, it doesn't seem that the transfer gates can be used indefinitely either. There seems to be an amount of time lag that can be carried per day or until the next time it can be used. Even if all the soldiers are transferable, it won't be possible to send them."

It was Wena who answered my question. Oh, no. Wena's been transferring from Dorad.

But then, can't you expect any more reinforcements... tough.

"Ugh... ah..."

That's when the knight moved. Saying it moved didn't mean I could get up. Slowly, he lifted his trembling hand and pointed his index finger towards the end of the street. Why do you do that in a situation where your life is even at stake? I knew immediately what the intention was. Because there's something more important to this guy than that.

"Please this man"

Leaving the knight to Syria, I rushed to the point of the knight's finger. We have to hurry, because that's what I thought.

I largely know where to go. That's because there are the bodies of the knights and soldier-like people of Dorad. And the bodies of the demons. This continues dotted like a signpost.

I wonder what the situation is, this. Given the number of demon corpses so far, I'm guessing you're intercepting demons in a convoluted number. All the weapons the human body has in his hands are mace, and he's raising his sword, but he hasn't pulled it out. I guess I've been prepping you with demonic measures.

The damage is pretty good, but it still seemed to show a lot of struggle because there are nearly twice as many demonic bodies. Perhaps quite a few elites are coming.

I just thought there seemed to be no problem for this minute, and a faint scream reached my ear.

"Wena!"

"I caught it even with sign perception! Two presumed demons! People seven! No, it's six!

Wena's [sign perception] has reached an identifiable level of what the subject is. I want to get to that area as soon as possible.

"Left on the square ahead!

He jumped into the crossroads without slowing down and turned his gaze to where Wena instructed him to go.

There is a group in battle. It's far away, so when I used [farsighted], I saw two player-like people dealing with the normal mould. And there are four people on the front side a little further away from there who seem to belong to Dorad. The demon clan confronting it is normal in appearance, but its size was different. He's about three meters tall. Maybe that's the medium one.

There are a number of bodies nearby that appear to be Dorad soldiers falling... not... "Scattered" was there. It's so fragmented that you don't immediately know how many of them were there. What kind of strength are you, that monster!?

A medium-sized demon swayed his arm. The targeted Knight Dorad puts up his shield aggressively, but he couldn't take it. Fortunately it wasn't the nail part, but still the shield shakes and the knight gets blown up and rolls down the road. Two of the remaining knights stormed through that gap attacked Mace in their hands, but there's no way the damage went through. Without fright, the medium-sized demons waved their nails.

One of the knights fell torn by a lateral claw, the other pierced. The knight, lifted as-is, is thrown unconstructively, hits the wall of the building and falls to the ground.

There is one remaining knight. Small. Compared to other knights, you can say kids. Back length. Then armor has more decorations than other knights. Is he the best person in his position?

The little knight set up a shield with Mace. You're not gonna do this to each other!? It's impotent! There's no way you can win!

"What are you doing! Run!

I scream thoughtlessly. The voice must have arrived. Only for a moment the head of the Little Knight moved this way, but immediately turned to the Medium Demon Clan and launched an attack.

Me and Wena are on their way there. But there's too much distance. We're not gonna make it like this!

"Wind! Push your back!

I made a chase wind with spiritual magic while running. Slightly increased speed but this is still not enough.

The Demon Clan on the other hand ignored the attack of the Little Knight. On the contrary, I let go of the kick in the counter. Though received with a shield, the body of the Little Knight is slammed straight against the wall of the building. I thought he was killed, but the little knight didn't fall, although he got to his knees.

But that means that the demon attacks will continue to be directed. The medium-sized demons took a step forward.

There are no safe knights around. Other players are still engaged. That demon clan cleans up the little knight before I get there. You'll never make it like this. That little knight is killed by a medium-sized demon tribe. And the surviving knights will have someone to stab them with.

... Damn! Move, my foot! [Strengthen your legs] skills are Dada!? More power! Move faster! Step on the ground harder! To move a little faster, a little further! Kick as much as you can!

For a moment, the speed increased. I don't know what happened. But surely, there was a change in the flow of scenery.

Take the next step. Feels different than usual. No, I know that in itself. When I saw it, my feet were wrapped in magic. Nothing, it's the usual [magic blow]. Is this why? Activated because you were aware of kicking the ground hard?

Now step out consciously and kick the ground to do so to your enemies. The shock that had been pounding into the prey until now had turned into a force that would pass straight to the ground and forward. You can do this!?

Ride [Magic Strike] with the feeling that you can make it every step of the way. As soon as the weakening effect expires, let it restart and continue. He continued to run at a higher speed without still losing power while trampling and crushing the bedrock. The view of the left and right disappears behind at an incredible speed.

I succeeded in obtaining acceleration, albeit in terms of aggressiveness. We'll make it with this! Hope buds are coming out!

Then the next thing to think about is what to do in time. It's nice to help that little knight, but how do we do that? Do you want to take it from the side before the Demons attack? If I did that at my current rate, would that little knight be safe? If my bumping into each other is more of an attack than that, you decide not to help the Little Knight, but to slap the Medium Demon Clan?

All right, I'll stick with this momentum and hit that medium-sized demon tribe!

I can put magic in my right fist. Similar to [Magic Strike] but slightly different. It is also known as [Enhanced Magic Strike], the top version of it. The name is simple, and the effect is simple enough to say that it deals stronger damage than [Magic Strike]. And this is not continuity. As with the [Magic Strike] of other weapon arts, if you use one shot, emptying will end the effect. But it must be the most powerful attack I can unleash right now.

[Magic Strike] More than magic resided in my fist. Now you can expect to be several times more powerful than usual. But wait. Does this work for him? Normally, [Magic Strike] did not do that much damage. I don't think the abilities of the Intermediate Demons are weaker than normal. Then I want more power. Can't we get the offense up any further? For example, the [Enhanced Magic Strike] overlay...

"Can you do it?!?

Arts was activated. [Enhanced Magic Strike] Overlay. I can see more power on my fist than just now. Is that enough for you? No, I don't know. As much as that, I can't see the bottom of that medium-sized demon tribe. If that's the case!

"For fuck's sake! Give it to me!

He infused [Enhanced Magic Strike] with all the magic except that used to move. The glow of my fists has increased, so that I can't see the gauntlet. At the same time, strange loads began to hang on his fists and arms. The pain runs like I've multiplied the feeling of being tightened by a machine that measures blood pressure, and that gets stronger. I'm starting to feel bad about something, but I can't stop now. The Medium Demon Clan is now. I'll do it!

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!

I took the last step screaming. The bedrock broke. Fully step on the dirt beneath it and kick it thoroughly. Straight forward in a slightly forward position, he jumped toward the Medium Demon Clan.

The Middle-sized Demons had just swung up their right arms to attack the Little Knight. This guy hasn't turned his mind on me yet. He's exposed to his defenseless right flank here because he's in an offensive position.

He stuck his right fist out as the momentum jumped there for him. An unprecedented and intense response was passed on to my fist and arms. Fist breaks hard skin and plunges into the body of a medium-sized demon tribe. Forced to screw the revolting fist further, I unleashed my magic.

The giant body of a medium-sized demon tribe floated. Or a medium-sized demon tribe blew up like a doll hit by a collision experiment. It dances through the universe leaving a magical light on the right flank. A few seconds later, the magic flashed and I could play it.

I couldn't stop the momentum so I put my foot on the ground and slowed down. It finally stopped after leaving slip marks on the rubble for a few meters, while the body of a medium-sized demon that broke into two fell ahead of it. It's like my flank exploded. It's a big decision.

... What is this power... [Enhanced Magic Strike] capable of such ridiculous power? Whatever it takes.

"Hahhhhhh!?

Thoughts were cut off in an instant. I had an incredible pain in my right arm. When held by hand reflexively, the pain increased further from it, so I rush away. Ouch, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh! It hurts so much that I can't even touch it! On the contrary, I'm touching my skin. My clothes hurt! The weight of the gauntlet hurts!

It makes me want to wander around without worrying about my eyes. I just ate my teeth and endured because I know that if I did that, more pain would strike me now. You can't blow yourself up.

"Fist! Are you okay!?"

I've been catching up. Wena's rushing over, but she's looking at me and grasping at me for not knowing what to do.

"Knock... the injured... of, rescue... eh!

I manage to squeeze my voice out. My right arm hurts so much that I want to die, but it's not like my life has anything else. Now, then, the treatment of the knights who were beaten by the Medium Demon Clan is first. We need to treat that one. Some people are life-threatening.

A little tour took place, but Wena quickly turned to the care of the knights. Looks like there's a potion hangover. I'll take care of that. The problem is my right arm.

When you open the menu with your left hand to check the status, there are several vivid status anomaly indications, such as [fracture]. Thank you for understanding the anomalies without the need for a medical examination... but why don't you make a detailed anomaly setting so far?

But the first thing I suspected was that [pain reduction ineffective] and [pain sensitization] were abnormal. Is this the cause of this intense pain?

Moving his gaze to the fearful right arm, he saw potatoes and red liquid falling from his fingertips onto the rubble. Blood is seeping out on my sleeve as well. This is definitely because of the [Enhanced Magic Strike] overload... I mean, even if the blood just tells you, the pain runs... don't die if the rain hits you. I'll never lay this lame over you again...

"Hey, you. You all right, sweetheart?

I saw players approaching this way who were usually against the mould. Answer by nodding. Whoa! My arm just swayed a little now!

"Survivors...?

"Huh? Yeah, well, if you're a living NPC, Wenathan's doing first aid for a while."

... Tan? What a strange way to call me. Because you're a celebrity?

"More than that! Don't worry about yourself, Fist!

He was slapped in the back of the head with anger. GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! My arm swayed!

"Stop it, Syria... it hurts so much that I want to die when I move even a millimeter..."

Make a heartfelt request to Syria for catching up. I know you're disrespectful without even turning your face, but it's dangerous to even turn around.

"Oh, I'm sorry...... but how can this happen? I can't see any trauma, but my right arm is bright red with blood. The bleeding hasn't stopped, and that's a pretty good amount!

Syria looks at my right arm and smiles at me for bothering to go around the front. Can you see the bleeding? Because it's an event? Or did you eventually acquire [Dismantling]?

"So, does it hurt to move a little bit?

"You're confident you'll scream even if you're breathed... by the way, abnormal conditions are pain-sensitive, fractured, muscle ruptured, and vascular ruptured to render pain relief ineffective. It doesn't work by its own will below its shoulders. I don't want to move it even if it moves..."

Wow, and my voice leaked out of the player's mouth. Syria stares at me after being surprised.

"Regardless of the pain reduction effectiveness, sharpening means that the pain is enhanced over the system's protection off? What did you do, did you do that?

"... [Enhanced Magic Strike] overlay. MP was almost poured in. That's the result of that blow."

Speak honestly and shift your gaze to the body of a medium-sized demon tribe. A blow...? with suspicious eyes and ask the other players with their eyes. Two players snorting silently.

"... well, that's a cure for now, as a matter of later"

I look at this one once with an unmistakable look, and Syria drops her gaze on my right arm. I appreciate that.

"No, I'll be fine later. I want the people Wenna gave first aid to."

We're conscious and we can move. It would be that way that should be a priority.

"This one's fine. Just seriously injured. I don't know what to do."

but wena came over and said.

"Full treatment is later, and now Fist is better than that. Because Fist can't even fight because he's in bad shape right now. Syria, you did it right."

"Aye. It'll hurt to death, but don't be patient."

Syria, while saying, took out a few signs for treatment. Wait, putting that on means touching your arm...!

"Before that, open your mouth"

When I opened my mouth reflexively when I was told, Syria stuck something in it. A chunk of cloth, or a handkerchief? Why are you doing this?

――

Severe pain occurs the moment Syria affixes the curse of healing. At the same time, I was chewing up whatever was in my mouth. I see, maybe that's it. Instead of chewing away to avoid biting your tongue or something to withstand the pain.

The pain gradually pulls... Won't it...? HP is recovering.

"Totally... I thought it was just Luke to Fist... it doesn't just get too impotent"

Syria will say it, as if it were frightened, as if it were frightened. When I heard this, I wondered how impotent my regular Luke was. I guess I'm impatient when I'm forced to, because there's never going to be a thoughtless assault idiot.

"That's what I'm saying... I didn't mean to be impotent, but the result of doing everything I can now."

"I'm gonna stroke you, okay?

"... sorry"

If they do that now, they'll die...

"Is there a spell that says yes, partial anesthesia or something?

Either way, there's nothing I can do about my right arm not moving. Then I want to do something about at least the more negative elements. As long as you can handle the pain, you can still fight with your left fist and both legs.

"Are you still going to fight!? Don't be ridiculous! Fist is heading straight to the field hospital.

Syria thundered me like that. No, 'cause there's still demons in the city, right? I don't think I can handle medium or fused, but I think I can handle this if I'm normal. And you're not gonna aggressively attack me, are you? It is only a matter of securing the means of self-defence.

"No, I'm not..."

"Heh... he wants me to grip him...?

"Yes, no, this is all -"

"If you want to be strong... I'll handle it as much as I want...?

"Are you going to kill me!?

If they do that, you're gonna die of pain! From Syria, where I moved my fingers, I jumped one distance. Haha, my arm rocked!?

"But it's true that we have to get these people to a safe place, right?

I see the knights in Wena's words. All of them, they're not conscious yet.

In the end, all five of them standing when they rushed had survived. Naturally, they have no room to evacuate to a safe place on their own.

"Besides, I got word that it was time for the outside to clean up. There doesn't seem to be any Demons in my enemy range so far. Then let's move the wounded forward as a matter of priority."

Oh, or is it over outside?

It's been two hours since the battle began. I don't know if it's long or short. It's just that I've never had such a dense time.

Well, I wonder how much I could have done this time...

I was just thinking about that, and I heard a loud cheer coming from the west gate.