Goblins emerging from the mountains are also dividing their power on the ranch huts where we are, but a group of troops, which should be known as the main units, with many large individuals, are storming with fierce momentum with three hundred cavalry men under General Rotogall.
"There are more than before...... besides, we are splitting the troops. Not a lot of people come over here."
"I will not let you near the Summoner. But if we don't make it sound like allies, we'll all be wiped out."
Ray says rush, but it's true, so I don't want to laugh bitterly. Ray's "silence" sucks up the human precision that her voice is within reach.
"If you leave it to me, I'll be fine. Brother Glass's magic is getting stronger now than before... it's a little hard to take it."
"Leslie, your sister will be fine...... Even if the Summoner's power grows stronger, Leslie, your sister will never be hurt."
It still doesn't change that my tongue won't turn when I grow up, and it's an unusual tone of ray - but it's a solid representation of what I'm thinking.
The magicians are compatible with each other, and if that's bad, each other's magic can interfere with each other, strike them off, and argue with each other, but I've never worked with Leslie and felt that inconvenience at all.
"Okay, Ray. Sing thoughtfully… make as many goblins coming this way inactive as possible"
"Yes, sir. Sooo..."
Ray inhales deeply - the breathing of the plant spirits involves absorbing light and the atmosphere and turning it into a force, sucking up magic from the ground.
We can deal with the goblins heading our way. But the problem is a group that can be described as the main unit coming towards His Highness - not only the first wave, but the knights who saw the second wave from the mountain and tried to respond are confused.
"Shit, General... in that number... eh"
"That giant goblin... that, in a peculiar individual... eh"
"Look at the demons. Don't be afraid! They're coming at us from something frightened! Get excited, wave your sword!...... Ooh!!
General Rotogart waves his sword and bounces off the arrow that Goblin has unleashed. The knight who was following receives an arrow with a shield - the tree arrow also stands on a steel shield because there are individuals in a group of goblins who magically reinforce the arrow.
"- Giggle!"
"Goblins using magic...... are those bunches manipulated by evil spirits? Then all that evil will be removed…" O queen of the wind, who reigns in the emerald sea. With a wall of wind that rejects everything, it holds back my enemies' "
That chant is where it comes from, called "The Emerald Witch" - one of the seas that exists in the Spirit Realm, the emerald-colored sea plains. The Windy Queen who reigns there bears the name of Storm (Tempest).
"Gi... gi..."
"-Guhhhhh!!
I can see that the goblins also instinctively remember fear - but a giant goblin growls and doesn't allow them to stop.
A giant goblin tries to throw the stick he had. The aim is the millennial sister-in-law - the more intimidating the knights tried to play the avant-garde role, the more the enemy went after her sister-in-law, regardless, the more awesome the intimidation they inflicted on her surroundings.
"" "-Geshaaaa!" "
"Are demons more courageous than greenhouse-raised knights? That's ironic."
Small goblins release arrows as sticks are thrown - but. The spiritual queen, who appeared to lean against her sister-in-law's back, in a clear jade colour, winds as she strokes through the air.
A thrown stick, an arrow that's supposed to pour. They are blocked by wind walls in the pitch and in the air - they are redirected and shot back at what they have unleashed.
"Gih......!
"Gugga......!
Between the brows of the goblins, on their shoulders, a bounced arrow protrudes - nevertheless, the avant-garde goblins with blades flesh to His Highness Astina.
"Don't point the dirty blade at His Highness...... Huh!
"- If you're bluffing, I'll take care of it.
Mr. Diete's arrow protrudes through Goblin's forehead. No matter how many are defeated, they are not frightened - the attack of abandonment, fearless of death, becomes a threat to heavily armed knights as well.
"Ugh... aim for the horses... these guys... eh"
"Gu... hey, fly what..."
"Ma, magic... goblins do magic... ugh!
The small goblin flirts with the knights by throwing something like a small blade, on the shoulder of a giant goblin, a female goblin - a wand decorated with a claw in its hand is shaken, and a black flame of magic is shot out. The flame, which originated from the power of the Evil Spirit, pierced the armor and caused damage, and even poured down on the cavalry whose spheres of flame surrounded Weisek.
"This is not the right place to die... Astina... even Astina, if she doesn't turn against me... eh!
"- Lord Weisek!
Even when General Rohtgart screamed, Weisek did not stop. Having received an arrow on his shoulder and witnessing a cavalry burned with the flames of evil spirits, Weisek was refused even a way out - until the end, choosing a path he should not have chosen.
Trying to throw the hidden weapon at His Highness Astina - at that moment.
"- That's all I should have never done. Weisek."
"Uhhhhhhhhh...!!
I don't know what happened - just my sister-in-law glanced at Weisek.
A wind spirited tempest leaning against her back waves up gently. At the next moment Weisek's body is launched into the sky - the tornado winds up only Weisek on the horse, and he falls and rolls on the pasture meadow as he cones, stopping moving.
"-" It's the breeze of green (Midori) swirling into the sea plains. wild, staggered, bring silence '"
Continuously my sister-in-law chants - the wind brought about by the Spirit creates turbulence in a remote place without a touch, becoming a tornado and ravaging Goblin's main unit.
The knights are nothing short of flattery. Their role has not been on this battlefield since the beginning - only General Rotgart, a warring general, remained calm even when he saw the magic of his sister-in-law.
"... the kingdom can keep its shape because of the presence of magicians. Again, we..."
"Still, knights should be present as knights. Because magic is not universal."
The answer of my sister-in-law, who replied to General Rotogall, seemed to me to come from the heart. You can't defend your country by magicians alone, that's what I think.
"My enemies are frightened...... now I can push them in!
"-Presha, continue with me! Diete needs backup!
"" Roger!
Two quick winds run through the meadow. Mr. Presha and His Royal Highness turn to the side of two surviving giant goblins - the goblins on their shoulders were simultaneously ejected with Mr. Diete's unleashed arrows before they carried out their magic.
"- Giggly......!
While half destroyed by the tornado your sister-in-law caused, the remaining goblins are going this way - you may have thought we were weaker, but in Ray's eyes the goblins are no longer visible as enemies.
"... the Enemy of the Summoner, suck it all up... wither away"
"Aeria... wrap up the song of the ruin of the magic cloak with its power"
Leslie's magic shapes a layer of air that inhibits sound - it was meant to make the song orientative, from Ray to the Goblins.
"... Huh!
The cry of the Spirit, which cannot be unleashed in man at all. The sound emitted uproots the goblins' precision - the goblins who were approaching this way are also stunned to move, fainting into the meadows and letting go of their weapons.
"- Yah!
"Ha...!
At the same time, Mr. Presha flashes his spear and His Highness wipes out his slender sword. His Highness's sword, which gathers the power of the Divine Tree via me, increases its sharpness with a force that can be called divinity - quickly dimensioning a giant goblin stick made by sharpening out rocks.
"Gww... wow..."
Low groans, two goblins fall. The arrowed female goblin tries to escape, but my magic makes me stop - there is as much grass on the meadow as there is tangling on her feet. If you tie the grass with a chase where you fell, you can be completely powerless.
His Highness still breathes. As he approaches the giant goblin, he turns his sword. But the blade never shook down.
"Your Highness... do you mean to warm up to the goblins? They will probably also..."
"If one demon is eradicated, another demon will gain momentum. Their existence can be a threat to the people, but until not long ago they were able to separate themselves from the people of the Western territories and coexist. It would seem odd from the center, but if you refuse to do it in the bad faith that drives the goblin, that's all you have to do."
The knights look at it with the face that it is incredible - but because they were unable to contribute in the fight against goblins, they listened to His Highness without saying anything.
"... each land has its own customs. Familiarize yourself with it, deal with demons and wave swords for people. I tried to invade the Fortress of Isle Rose with my earthfoot, even though it wasn't meant to be a day. I obeyed orders knowing they didn't make sense."
General Rothgart put his sword away, put his hand on his chest and drooped his head over His Highness. His Royal Highness and Mr. Presha also pay blood to put away their weapons.
"Your Highness, forgive me for my numerous disrespects. You are the one..."
"... I can't leave that fortress. Even if that is against His Majesty the King's orders. So I guess I'm disqualified as a knight."
"Such a thing... never. Only following the Lord's life is not the role to be played by a knight. I can't even do that. Unaccommodating old bones and laughter."
"The General encouraged his men and tried to protect the people. But with 300 knights, even if you were to give up the fortress, you wouldn't feel comfortable going down there."
To Mr. Diete's frank words, the general wasn't even angry - he seemed to have fun, laughed out loud.
"Ha, ha... yes, you're right. We still don't have the strength to be entrusted with Zirconia all year round."
"Shit, General... So long..."
General Rohtgart quietly turns back on his men's cavalry, who have spoken out in horror.
"I'm returning to the King's Capital. Even as we enter western territory, we cannot be as governed and defended as His Highness Astina. If we're going to make sure of that, we can't complain about being slashed... right?"
"... I am against the 'life of His Majesty the King'. Still, if you said you were going to leave... could you ask me one more favor"
The fact that the order received by Weisek is' His Majesty the King 'has not yet been completely denied. Even if we know it was due to the interference of Queen Cassandra, we cannot contest it here - because to His Highness, His Majesty the King is not an enemy.
Because Queen Cassandra is spoiled by Her Majesty the King, Her Royal Highness had to take the sword and acquire power to protect her own family as well.
What we need to achieve now is to retreat from central interference - and create a de facto state of independence.
The connection between Queen Cassandra and court magician Jorg, the fact that they are hostile to His Highness Astina. It is a little further to explore ways to solve them. Sometimes if you hurry things up, you can get interfered with again from the center without going between them.
"Your Highness, every request..."
"I understand the fact that Lord Weisek was working for the Rheinfeld family to encourage them to leave me. You'll see that when you look over there."
"What... is that, the Rheinfeld family cavalry... to support His Highness?
His Royal Highness Astina snorts. A group of cavalry led by Haltner Reinfeldt, who came through the streets from the western direction, stopped close to a certain distance and went no further. But if General Rotogall's troops try to advance to Fortress Isle Rose, they'll run into each other.
"... the territory was disturbed, but even the information seemed to be incorrect. They were just saying things that were too convenient, and they believed it."
"It's a matter of no choice. He... no. What was Weisek thinking and moving to break my legs? I'm asking you to look into it."
"Accepted. My lord Astina, it is good to see you, albeit in this form. Thou hast inherited the beauty of Her Majesty the Queen and the bravery of His Majesty the King."
"It's an extra word for me. General, please be safe."
When General Rothgart gives his thanks, he pulls back the horse's reins and turns back on his heels. While I was dropping them off, I heard Euselisis.
- The demons, sometimes bewitched by evil spirits, attack people and livestock. Through the trees of their habitat, we can gloat the evil spirits.
"Well... Your Highness knew that..."
"... Brother Glass, what's wrong?
"No. Goblins don't attack people anymore. Let them take it back to the woods. the 'junction tree' to deliver the power of Euselisis."
Just glancing through the ground, the grass shapes the magic formation - and in the center of it, the sprouts of a young tree, a member of Euselicis' family, grow.
Pick it up and wrap it around the wrist of a falling female goblin. Now if they return to their habitat and the young trees root in the soil, the goblins will be placed under the influence of the Divine Tree, so that they can retreat from the Evil Spirit.
(Thanks to the power of Euselisis, the demonic threat is gone. Thanks so much)
- Just by being able to retreat with force, the demon grudge creates resentment. As long as we can separate the dwellings, it's no different to being a life living in the same land.
The voice I hear was calm and seemed to affirm our judgment. This will reduce the burden of the cavalry patrolling the territory in order to exorcise the goblins, and allow them to invest even more in agriculture and industry.
"... Brother Glass, do you realize?
"Ah, oh. Yes, you did, he was coming. I hope I haven't pulled it up anymore. And..."
I'm also concerned about Sven, but I'm concerned about my sister-in-law talking to His Highness - and I saw eye to eye when I sent her gaze.
"... what if you talked to the Dean of the College first? I'll go when the ranchers settle down, too."
"Oh, I'll let you do that... but what can I tell you when I have to"
"... I think that would be fine if I showed my cheerful face"
Leslie says so, but she remembers the exchanges and all sorts of things when she leaves college, and her legs don't really move on.
Like you didn't see me like that, my sister-in-law walks her horse over here. The look on my face made me want to apologize unexpectedly - but Tempest leaning against my sister-in-law's back seemed to be laughing.