Hero’s Redo ~ A Hero That Once Saved the World Reborn as a Girl ~

Unlike a group of amateurs who thrust in shouting loudly, the Knights solemnly raised their weapons and took an assault pose. The horseback riders, armed with weapons, act as if they were one creature, and take a surprise position without any disturbance. Then the distance narrowed and the Knights began to move at once, as it was thought that they would soon stagger.

Oooh!

The voice of the knights raised for the first time in this battle. That alone stopped the crowd's leading group. Their first relative army. A genuine army unmatched by the local lord's army, which has been crushed by a number of differences in battle. They were so frightened of the pressure of a group specializing in combat that it was easy to understand.

If the militia breaks in on foot and the knights in the assault position hit from the front, the result is as everyone expected. Those at the forefront of the crowd, who had thrust into the momentum and believed that they were invincible until now, could not bear the pressure of the approaching Knights like a wall, and fled first.

But I wonder what happens when you drop your weapon and run away. The Knights will not forgive the opponent they see as their enemy. As soon as I caught up with the escapees, I stabbed my spear in the back.

"Haha!

Regardless of the bloodthirsty crowd, the knight never stops looking for the next enemy. If you think it is difficult or quick to pull out the spear, you don't hesitate to drop the spear and switch your weapon to a hip sword. Otherwise, just being hit by an armed horse can seriously injure ordinary people. As a result, literally, the crowd front collapsed in no time.

Oh, wow. I'm going to break up beautifully. "

Sitting on a spire overlooking the battlefield, I looked around the entire battlefield. When they were bumping into each other, I had to leave and break into the Holy City.

From above, you can see that the mob splits beautifully into two by a spear blow called the Knights. Judging from this move, it appears that the Knights will first divide their enemies into two and then surround them one by one. If this is a decent battle between armies, it's not going to be so easy, and the siege may be under heavy attack, but the crowd of Ukrainians won't have to worry about it.

"... the escape route is blocked by separate teams. They're going to be completely destroyed here."

Assuming that the people who participated in this rebellion have changed their minds and returned, it would be tantamount to bringing in potential enemies from a politician's perspective. After all, if you feel dissatisfied once, there is a record of getting up with a weapon, so you can't trust it. Then it was decided that we should destroy it without any backlash.

I don't know if this was the Pope's order or the Knights' will, but I could say it was a cruel and reasonable decision.

"The Pope Jijii... can't do it. That hypocrite is going to talk to the crowd and say he's going to throw up. Probably something the Knights are doing on their own.... it doesn't matter."

It turns out some of the Knights are starting to get hurt. A crowd of people hunted down and burned to death. In a turmoil, horseback riding attacks are not utilized, and a simple number of violence is said. The Knights will eventually win because of the difference in skill, but it's still going to be stupid.

Turning my back to their battle, I began to move quickly to fulfill my purpose. I'm not interested in winning this fight. We can kill each other like we want until we have a pile of corpses.

"Was the Pope Jijii now dedicated to prayer in the back of the temple?

But I'm not going to do anything to that hypocrite right now. I'm not going to do anything to him directly. The most damaging thing for him is the disappearance of his hand-salted flare from the world. What would he look like if he rolled her head in front of the Pope? Would you cry in despair? Or is it going to come at me angrily? Either way, I looked forward to the reaction from now on.

"Wait a minute. I'll give you the results right away."

That's how I float to the sky. I was empowered by the Demons, but now I'm fully using my powers and wearing powers they don't know. It is one of the magic of this flight. It was a delightful miscalculation that the demon tribe should be used as a mere token - and that the plan to end the festival as a false saint from an idiot crowd would soon gain such power.

"I wonder if God really has this power all of a sudden."

Even if he is, he must be an evil god. I'm sure it depends on someone who thinks of humans as only one form of entertainment. Raised in the sky, I began to fly west to the sky at a fierce speed. By now, near the border, the Knights and Flair must be working hard against the Demons. I'll make up my mind and crush the winner. It doesn't matter if the opponent is a flare or a human or a demon. For me, everything in the world is an enemy.