Goblin Kingdom

The adventurers, who broke into the ivory tower so easily, moved forward with their feet, bewildered by its serenity. If there is probably a lecia fer zier, go to the back, whether deep in the ivory tower.

"Which one do you think is up or down?

Through the entrance between the struts standing side by side, there was a staircase ahead through the corridor. It is a staircase descending underground, and a staircase ascending overhead.

"I think it's up there!

"May I ask why?

Lily asks why, to Leonis' too clearly stated attitude.

"Because the princess is on the tower, something caught by a bad wizard!

Lily laughing bitterly and Fick staring at it like she was frightened. Meal said to leave me alone, but Meal puts his foot on the stairs he climbs up.

"Whoa, is that good? For that reason."

"... both the same than there is no certainty"

"Well, maybe I am."

"Then hurry. We don't have much time."

Crossing the hook claws peeking from the back of his jacket in front of his chest, Meal began to run up the stairs all at once.

"Damn, you're too artillery!

Fick gives instructions to Meal and Lillie, who run the lead even though they are in bad shape.

"The Governor wants the tail, protect Leonis! Meal, slow down a little! We can't catch up!

Returning to each of them a reply of understanding, they explored the ivory tower from a nearby hierarchy.

The documents and bookshelves are arranged narrowly on the second and third floors and further up from the fourth floor. They step into that compartment, which should normally only be limited, without difficulty.

The ivory tower, with three red, blue and white towers connected in the air corridor, made their quest stumble on top as well. Although there are no enemies, it is nevertheless an enormous amount of area to examine. There are also many blind spots. Each time, we have to stop once to make sure it's safe before proceeding.

"There it is, the stairs!

There are tightly locked doors in the direction indicated by Fick. Meal kicks it through without any hesitation.

"What kind of kick is that?"

It was a fic looking back at the broken door with a blue face, but Meal, who doesn't do that all at once, runs up the stairs and reaches the upper fifth floor.

It was a flock of moving armor (living armor) that I saw as I climbed through the stairs, breathing slightly.

Shh, and Meal was rushing out the moment he confirmed the living armor as he took every step of the way.

"Out of the way!

When you capture your opponent in range with a two-step step step step, you wield a hook claw aimed at the joint area. If you hit him in the elbow, in the knee, the unbalanced living armor will collapse. As it collapsed, a wielding long sword struck the ground and the hard stone ground was missing.

The movement is dull, but the meal turns to the next prey, making sure the offense is very high.

Mixed with living armor, the stone automated doll (golem) seemed to have set a goal for quite a few meals. From those in the form of men to those in the form of beasts, that place overflowed with those who let their lives dwell inorganically was a place full of sight of a demon cave (dungeon).

It's a good hobby.

The throwing away fic sets up a bow and draws the attention of the living armor that was about to strike from behind the meal.

"Meal, we're surrounded. Back off!"

Fick's voice should be heard, but Meal dared to ignore it. Ahead, the fact that Lecia might be there makes her in a hurry. More importantly, the way she said she had escorted herself and missed them from the goblins was depriving her of calm.

Decided that the goblins were evil and returned her to the human world. Yet even the human world, which was supposed to be happy, the benefactor who saved himself was a being used.

That's unforgivable for Meal.

Bite your back teeth and fly higher with the biting beast-shaped golem on the scaffold.

As he landed further outside the enemy surrounding the meal, his scarlet red hair moved to flow. Without letting his hair in, he wields the Devil's Sword Sky Cutter (Vassinante) to slide his body into the gap that Lily opened.

"─ Get out of the way!

─ ─ Iron slaughter.

As if it were a whip, multiple coupled blades chop around her. Hard iron doesn't make sense before her skills and gains. The orbit of the snake-bellied sword, wielded with even wind pressure, gave the enemy who was about to surround the meal a glimpse.

When Vassinante returns to the shape of the sword immediately, he runs after Meal, which has already begun to run.

"... hell no"

Normally, it should have been the right thing to do once you had left and used the terrain to rebuild. I don't think the golem or living armor has high intelligence. I guess my strength as a holy knight was real because I would break through there with strength moves.

"Hey, let's go! Uncle!"

Fick yelled when he paid Leonice's hand, laughing innocently.

"I'm not your uncle! It's only 34!

Pointed his mouth, Leonis looked up at the fic.

"Uncle..."

"Kah! This is it, my child. Yes! Look, if you're young, you'll always be my brother! It doesn't matter how old you are!

"Eh."

"Totally hungry these days...... by the way, you ever tell a woman that?

"Uh, there isn't! All women are sisters!

Fick looked up to heaven to Leonis, who smiled and laughed like an angel.

"Really, hungry ghosts these days. Ooh!

The two followed the two hurrying ahead side by side.

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The red light that comes down from the sky and spreads runs flashes on the ground.

If we could overlook that battlefield, that would have seemed like a sorcerer formation, but those who were on the scene didn't know that far. I just felt ominous about the red line running on a few lines.

The upset was greater in Goblin's army.

As soon as the red light ran to the ground, the resistance of the enemy turned into something extremely intense. The same is true of the soldiers of the coalition.

"What, you're gonna get more strength in your body?

"The wound, the pain... disappearing?

The red elder Cerion raised his voice towards the soldiers looking down at their own bodies in wonder.

"Look. Soldiers! This is the power of the Virgin, the grace of the gods themselves who promise us victory!

The soldiers who looked at each other were naturally cheering.

"Now proceed without fear! God is with us!

It would have been an inspiring scene from the human side, but from the goblin it is a nightmare itself, the way it even stood up, taking a spear and confronting the goblins, which was a serious death wound.

A human, who should have defeated him earlier, rises up again, takes his sword and comes towards him. There is no point in upsetting the goblin side, which has been overwhelmingly advantageous since the beginning of the war.

The humans, who are supposed to be wounded and unable to move, rise up against the goblins as if nothing had happened. Those fighting on the front lines were to be cautioned at the feet and exposed to unexpected gaps as well.

What is fighting in the back will cause those who were falling to rise and strike unexpectedly. A magic bullet rains on the army of temporarily attacked Goblins.

With the benefit of Magnetic Restoration Water (Mana Potion), it rains over the heads of the Goblins an uninterrupted amount of instant healing mana. The magic that distorts steel shields and is powerful enough to break bones is ridiculously pouring down to count.

"Raise your shield, shield formation! Coming!"

Even the Legiol of Gi Zi Yub had to stop the attack hand and turn to defense to prevent magic bullets. It's usually a magic bullet that can be prevented by a fairy clan barrier, but pouring it all down to too many numbers and ranges was impossible to knock off how good a magic user they would be.

As a result, we will have to protect places of high priority. The barrier had to be deployed around the King-straight Kingsguard of Goblin, and the front of the other troops ate a decent rain of magic bullets.

With the exception of Gi Gar Larks' Alan sign, which was not about to be attacked, agitation runs to the Goblins over the almost equally poured magic bullet.

But the battle they had built up under the king was not light enough to lead to collapse just because the upset ran.

The first to recover was Gi Goo Verbena, the largest force in Goblin's army. Seeing the upset of the general soldiers in Felduk, he exasperates his anger and inspires his own army.

"I will kill myself whatever falls back in fear when my enemies magic! Go ahead, cowards with their cowardly backs round, they're not my men!

It's not all that, he leads a straight-line unit and lets it take turns with a front-line unit that starts to see the damage, himself out front.

"If the wounded rise, kill them all, lest they rise again! Strap your necks and make mountains out of their necks!

By the inspiration of Gi Gu, who was dancing to the front line as an expression of anger, Felduk recovers from the upset faster than the rest of the goblins.

Gi Gu, who appeared on the front line with his long sword and axe in his left and right hand, which is also a crest flag, slapped down the neck of an enemy soldier coming to his word with a long sword and axed off the foot of an even more impending enemy soldier. He shook an axe down at the neck of the fallen enemy soldier with a stop, and as he declared, he showed his neck two times.

"Proceed! The power of my Felduk, now is the time for my king to see it. Kill everything that gets in the way!

By Gi Gu's dance to the front line, the storm of Ferduk, which knocked the area defiant of Goblin, said Puena and Germion, down to the bottom of the terror, blew again. As a goblin-like goblin, Gi Goo's orders to gather all the respect from southern goblins were immediately transferred to execution.

A sword squad pierces the ground with a long spear and slams the neck of an enemy soldier who is unable to move.

In less than a quarter of an hour, several neck tsukas will be built in the belligerent area of Felduk. Felduk's soldiers, wet in the blood of their enemies and allies, breathed out a rough breath and attacked the enemy in front of them.

In an attempt to revive a wounded soldier as the magic bullet pours, their attacks are unleashed without diminishing.

On the left wing, where Felduk's vicious offensive power unfortunately was unleashed, he had succeeded in pushing the human side unchanged, but there was no way he could do that on the right wing.

The army of Gi Zu Youb (Legior), who commanded calmly, and the thousand ghost soldiers of Gi Zu Luo (Southern Olga), who fought in a battle left to momentum, gradually began to weaken.

The right-wing Gi-Gi-Old double-headed beast and axe (Zairduk) were leaning their necks against the fiercely resistant enemy forces, but Legiol and Southern Olga decided to run the decree as they lost momentum together.

In the words of the decree back, Gi Ji Arcil and Gi Gee Old looked at each other, but the two quickly concluded.

"Let's serve the carnivore warcraft"

"I like that. If you kill them all, it won't change anything."

Oddly enough, they reach the same conclusion as Gi Gu, unleashing the carnivorous warcraft that they usually release as a battlefield cleanup. Giant spiders, white tooth tigers, and armored bears (armored bears), which are omnivores, gathered by Gi Gee around the dominated area to strengthen his army, were unleashed towards the wounded humans.

Nor did the rain of magic bullets have little effect on Zairduk.

Because from things like dominance, they're just the furthest and slightest kind of Gi Gee letting them go out, and all they have is a push of force. No matter how much is done, push even. That's how Zairduk fought, and no matter how much the Warcraft was done, Gi Gee never changed his tactics.

On a battlefield that deepens misery, the king of Goblin, who witnessed its culprit, advances his beloved horse in that direction in a straight line. The Kingsguard also bets on himself and joins the assault if he doesn't cut and plow the king's path.

Supported by intuition that there is something over there, the king of Goblin changes course, swinging the Great Sword without anything to make the resistance fierce and jumping the obstacle. His beloved horse, who calls it a “push," also bites down his enemies with every iron armor and tramples them down on their horseshoes.

I can't afford to feel the feeling of crushing the meat coming from Andrew Arcs, and the King of Goblins skewers the enemy soldiers with a protruding black flame swinging sword (Flamberge) cut.

Lifting it overhead with a growl, he slams it forward with anger, advances his horse further through the blood scattered and beats his enemies blocked with the Black Scarlet Sword (Zweihander).

The sharpness is dulled by the blood and fat of the enemy, but its weight and strength are alive and well. A swaying Zweihander of a Goblin king who wants to burn in anger smashes his iron helmet, smashes his shield, crushes his armor and buries his enemies.

"Retreat, Yeeh!

The king of Goblin, who broke the enclosure with the roar, captured the figure of the one who should aim before his eyes and shouted.

"Lecia!!

◆ ◇ ◆

Breaking through the five tiers protected by the inorganics, Meals, who reached the six tiers, were again greeted by a quiet lab. It must be the top floor, but there was no sign of people.

"Not again!

In a half-eight hitting mood, it was a meal that kicked off a bookshelf lined up, but shifted his gaze slightly onto a bookshelf that shifted to the side.

"Hidden door! You're so handy, Meal."

When I nodded vaguely at the words of the fic that chased me, I pushed open the bookshelf-shaped door and moved on. It was a large lab that hit the darkness and went ahead with Meal.

Miscellaneously placed, the paperwork is stacked unwrought on the desk, and the bookshelf on the wall is loaded with books to the point of permissible criticality. Specimens and stripping so that you don't know what further experiments to do. Only in the room where the lights were suppressed, it was still creepy in the eyes of the adventurers.

"... who!

At the end of Meal's gaze, who did what in a low voice, is the figure of a young man wrapped in a long coat of blue towers.

"Oh, you mean an uninvited guest?"

The youth even smile and confront the intruder they may not be able to afford.

"I, Floyd Berchen, Elder of the Blue Tower. It's a three-tower conference that manages the ivory tower."

Meal's eyes sharpen. In other words, it is the young man in front of us who is trying to take on Lecia and use her for war.

"My name is Lily Orlea. I have no grudges, but where is Lecia Fer Ziehl, who asks for it?

I give you a name that's too polite for an adventurer, Lily. To her inquiry, Floyd nods and turns his gaze out the window.

"You'll be fighting a holy war against demons on the battlefield by now."

I'm not here.

Confirm the fact that they gaze at each other. If what this young man in front of you is saying is true, it would be futile to come here. There may not have been a harvest, but there may be a way to keep going.

"Hey, what's your uncle doing here?

He replied with a deeper grin to Leonis's inquiry with his sea-colored eyes pointed at Floyd.

"Right. It'll be a little longer, okay? It's an experiment on humans and gods."

"Experimenting with humans and gods?

Leonis inquires about the ominous phrase.

"Yes, it's an experiment. Hmm... Question is, do you guys believe in God?

As if the professor were to lecture, the adventurers, bewildered, hear Floyd begin to speak in a voice that sits well in a nearby chair.

"Of course!"

"Well, a little"

Meal piercing silence and it was Leonis and Fick who answered against Lily.

"So what is God?

"Ah? When I say God, it's God. There will be new gods who created people, old gods who created fairies and subhumans."

"It's an exemplary answer. Excellent. But have you seen what it looks like? What did they look like, with what logic, how did they make subhumans, fairy clans, and how did they make us?

The Divine Divinity of Fire named New Gods. An ancient god consisting of an ancestral god and their children.

"Well, uh..."

Fick accidentally gets stuck in words.

"Kutiarga, the patriarchal God, mourned and grieved the death of his mother Dietna, sinking herself into this world by telling the last of her own begotten children to create life"

Leonis' voice echoes in silence, like a tidal wave echoing in a sea of silence.

"You have a gift to be a believer. Correct. Even the old gods made us only by the command of God the Father and the Mother... so the only reason I know is God the Father and the Mother"

"Also in the poems of the gods, this is what they say. The Patriarchal God Kutiarga created the land in the ocean during the seven nights and eight days, and thus cut off a part of himself to watch over it to create the Mother Dietna… it is as if life was an accompaniment, a saying that the land itself was important"

I'll tell you what, Floyd laughs.

"The poetry of the gods is the oldest material preserved by the ivory tower. It has existed since before the gods' war more than 400 years ago, that would be the oldest"

"What the hell are you trying to say!

Fitz growled intolerably, but Floyd just pasted a bitter laugh.

"I'm sorry. When I get older, it gets very roundabout. Let's conclude. I believe that the gods are high creatures and still observe this world somewhere. Give people protection, twist and twist their will."

Even though the gods are told they exist, Fick and Lily are not familiar with them.

"What's so unpleasant about the gods keeping an eye on us?

To Lily's inquiry, Floyd turns bitterness into ridicule.

"Unpleasant? I hate this, this. On the contrary, do you think you'd be happy to twist your will and be forced to serve the Lord who doesn't even like you or who only remembers disgust you? He said it was God's will."

To Lily stuck in words, Floyd keeps talking so that some emotional control doesn't work.

"They are the ones who once ruled the earth with immense power. They put themselves in a different world and interfere in it. Use your own pawns, your followers, and the protectors who follow your will."

Floyd stares at the adventurers as if peeking from the bottom of the dark.

"So I thought. He said if they got the proof that they were high places, they could fight them too. He said he could drag us down from the heights of this world watching us suffer, grieve, and laugh!

Breathe in, he was declaring toward the invisible gods.

That is nothing more than a declaration of war.

"I will lay them flat at our feet and mock them! To that end, I've been experimenting. God is divine, so use the connection of shelter to take away their power! Yes, with Lecia Fer Zier, I will take the seat of the gods! And humans..."

Towards Floyd, who is likely to keep talking, Meal throws a dagger and seals its mouth.

"... I'll make one mistake right. I am your enemy because you will hurt my loved ones"

Meal crossing his hook claws in front of his chest enters a battlefield position.

"Your entrustment is good. Let Master Lecia go!

A dagger that plucked his cheeks makes him bleed.

"I like smart kids."

Once again he regained his temporal passion, and he grinned bitterly.

"... you don't have to worry. She's safe. These kids are protecting you."

When Floyd stepped aside his desk, it was the subhuman and warcraft toddlers who came out of the shadow of a desk he'd never seen before.

"... Gastra!

Little screaming lily.

……

Leonis also stared silently at the appearance.

"What did you do to those kids!?

Lily's gaze at Floyd becomes instantly murderous.

"Yes, they were given shields and swords to protect Lecia Fer Zier."

Floyd falls down and takes the hand of the immobile subhuman and shows him his bracelet.

"It's called a soul-peeling bracelet, something that only prunes consciousness. Now their consciousness is gathered only to protect the Virgin. I can't resist them right now trying to beat them, trying to be lifted."

When he opens his subhuman hands, Floyd puts his gaze back out the window.

A red flash was running in heaven and pouring down to the earth again.

"Oh, apparently, time is running out"

"What?"

It was simultaneous with Fick's questionable voice and Meal popping up.

"... in the meantime, die!

Meal hook claws running low through the ground approach Floyd. Make a hard noise, it played and the meal was blown away.

"I don't like to fight for myself. If you don't rely on puppets and other means, you can't even defend yourself."

The thread that stretched out of his hand was stretched out on all sides in front of him, with countless pieces of armor without contents.

"Well, there's a little more to the time. Floyd Berchen's puppet moves, indulge me."

The battle between the moving armors and the adventurers began with an unknown ivory tower.

"Bring down God to the Virgin. Until then."