"Big Hole"
It opens its mouth in the sheer midst of the desolate earth, a huge bowl-shaped hole a thousand meters in diameter and five hundred meters deep.
It is located further southeast of Borderland Landburn. From the Spirit Forest north of the Empire, it is arguably the furthest realm of the Empire.
Now in the shadow of a huge rock mass on the north side of the Great Hole, the knights of the Elf Knights were lurking themselves.
We're finally here.
In a class B cockpit, a fine-faced woman exhales as she scratches up her long straight hair.
The color of fatigue is dark on her white face, the deputy commander. It would be natural, too, because we have continued to run in minimal camp.
(no more half left)
Painfully distorted face and looking around, just promoted deputy commander.
The formation, which was a Class A Horseman and a Class B Twelve Horseman, had been reduced to a Class A Horseman and a Class B Five Horseman in an encounter with the Imperial Knights that occurred shortly after they left the forest.
"Let's go"
External audio was echoed by a leading regimental rider. What can be seen at the end of the jaw with a thorny green and black A-grade is a wooden fort and a lookout for Imperial Class C.
Is it because of the time it could be said to be morning, the stone golem crusade named 'Mining' seemed to have not yet begun.
(Even if it stops, things just get worse.)
Long straight vice president who takes one deep breath and regains his temper.
I feel like 'resting'. But I came all the way here as I broke through the interrogation. It will also be a matter of time before the chaser comes.
As time passes, the only thing that will benefit you is the other person.
(firing)
When the knight is given a short cane (Wand), he releases an ice arrow (Ice Arrow) as the captain's hand is swung down.
Scattered by the first blow, it looks like a guard class C two horsemen. Classes B and C, which appeared above the fort after realizing it, were also exterminated by the third shot.
(... weak. What the hell is this)
If you think of the encounter a few days ago, you won't be able to think of her either. From the captain's ride there, external audio arrives.
"Continue"
Elf knights who emerge from the shadow of rock masses and advance vigilantly around them. Reach the outer edge and peek into the big hole from above.
There were no more Knights of the Empire, either on earth or underground. The only ones who are there are awesome deep in the big hole, Craigorlem or Stonegolem.
(At the bottom of this, you have the next generation of world trees)
A long-straight deputy commander who turns his eyes to the golem to see something nasty, while still further tightening his spit.
Control where the next generation of world trees will grow and sweep away warcraft of earthly attributes. And we must turn this place into a new forest of spirits.
"Descending!"
The voice of a high elf that resonates sharply, lean as a dead tree. Grade B of the five horsemen also shouts out their voices and their understanding.
The deputy captain bounced the long hair on his eyes with his hands, causing the knight to step through his legs toward the bottom of the great hole.
The Great Hole, the largest mine in the Empire, is home to the Knights of the Border, which reports directly to Border Bo.
But with only less power, it is difficult for them to bring the Golem down and up to the ground.
For this reason, every morning, the Lily Knights (Lily Knights) Huang Lily Squad, an armed Knights of Mercenaries, repeatedly headed from Landburn for backup and back in the evening.
……
I was letting the knight walk towards the Great Hole as usual, Captain of the Huang Lily Squad. She stopped because a pitch-black Class A knight walking forward stretched one arm to the side and whispered her way.
What followed was the sound of something being destroyed.
The female captain, with three blonde knitted rolls, looked up at Reaper's riding Grade A face and then followed him to the end of his gaze.
(What's that, attack magic?
In the vicinity of the big hole a little further away, the light that the pilot would never have missed reappears and the sound reaches again.
(Fighting)
I immediately tried to rush to the rescue, but Reaper moved up and down one palm I was leveling, instructing me to lay low.
The Huang Lily Squad, consisting of the Class B Three Horsemen and the Class C Two Horsemen of the Border Knights, immediately crawl to the earth.
Placed for a little while, Reaper blurted and crushed with suppressed external audio.
'You're an elf. Looks like he went down to the hole. "
To its name, the Knights of the Borders pilots shrink the knight's body so clearly by the eyes.
At the same time, we understood why Reapers stopped us. The Knights of the Borders pilots had heard enough about the horrors of the Elf Knights.
"The Huang Lily Squad stands here and puts what is happening in its eyes. You go to Uncle Border and let him know the elves are out."
To the reaper who gives instructions early in the arrow succession, the sister with three blonde knitted rolls asks.
'What will Your Excellency do?
Slowly the words are spouted from a skinny knight in pitch black.
"... I'm coming to play"
Those who heard could not stop the spine from getting cold.
Even if it was just the voice, it was because the man in the skinny murder phase of the cat's back had a distorted grin in the cockpit that he could unquestionably portray in his brain.
Good luck with your martial arts.
The captain of Huang Lily is the best to return it. Grade A, which is responsible for the sickle (death size), snorts out gently.
Meanwhile, the Knights of the Borders Class C Horseman was rushing towards Landburn with his hips falling out.
"A place that ensures vision and is difficult to find. I'll look for it."
I look back and tell my bloody unconnected sisters Captain Sister. They also rose up knights to fulfill the role they had been given.
Here the point of view is once again the Deputy Commander of the Knights of the Elves. Travel to a long straight female pilot in white.
A spiral path that runs from surface to bottom, present on the inside of the big hole, in the same diameter as the big hole. The knights of the elves went straight down, ignoring the road, as they flew down a few steps down the stairs.
Manoeuvres with plenty of hovers and repeated big leaps would be possible because they are elves.
(steam or gas? Not a good prospect.)
Jump over the shallow layer with the clay golem, kick the stone golem in the bottom layer and crush it at the end of the jump, and their knights move on.
Whether it is due to geothermal heat or something volcanic is erupting, the bottom is hung by Xia. To the elves, who did not like the local attributes, that seemed distracting.
"Out of the way!
I guess I'm going to catch myself. A hefty stone golem at the landing point inhibits both hands from spreading.
She knocks the ice arrow (ice arrow) in a row and blows it up from the golem's chest. Then fly the torso to the scaffold before falling, further forward, down.
Finally, we reached the top layer from the bottom.
(Magic of local attributes? Unpleasant air. I don't want a second.)
I look down at the circular flat about a hundred meters in diameter.
Perhaps a hundred percent humidity. Because of the geothermal heat, the temperature would also exceed fifty degrees. This is not an environment where you can stay alive.
If I gazed in the distracting air, I could see the entrance to the lateral hole on the side wall of the bottom. It's just the size the knight can go through.
"... is that the entrance to the underground lake"
What emitted was a thorny regimental captain's ride.
The world's enemies (World Enemy) grew by the lake and ate it. The sight of a pharmacist's old woman through the eyes of the turtle-shaped Great Spirit Beast Zaratan was conveyed to the High Elves.
All six horsemen descend to the bottom, and the captain prompts him with his jaw, and the deputy captain proceeds to the horizontal hole. He then switched to another short wand (wand) in an attempt to shoot in a sphere of light for lighting.
"Get away from me!
An old man as skinny as a dead tree perceives something and screams sharply but doesn't make it.
A lead golem jumping out of a horizontal hole like a bullet slams his fist into the belly of the deputy captain's ride, slamming a broken cage in two onto the wall behind him.
"Fire away."
Elf knights to jump by Hover back to the top tier and focus their attack magic. But the magically resistant metal golem doesn't flicker.
After throwing down the deputy commander's ride, he runs up the wall with both hands and feet, hugs to class B and crushes it with a mackerel fold.
"Metal golem?"
The captain told his men with tongue-beating as he slammed both Class B and bottom with a powerful fire arrow (Fire Arrow).
"I will defeat you. Don't let the heavystone golems get in your way."
When I'm done saying it, the captain rides down to the bottom of the earth again.
It was then that the battle began between Elf's Class A, which greatly surpassed the Class A of the people, and Metal Golem, which is said to be the highest in the stone system.
'... damn it. What the hell is this?
After a while, the old man, lean as a dead tree, throws up his words.
Falling down in front of you, the lead body of a metal golem. The captain managed to beat the horseback while wearing it down.
The reason I struggled was because I was strangely used to fighting.
A golem that comes with a series of attacks that cross feints, not force and strength. I've never heard of such an existence.
(but this is not the knight who was on Zaratan's back in the Spirit Lake)
I shot a fire arrow (fire arrow) into the horizontal hole and took a peek, but it ended right inside. Is it just a nest, it didn't follow anywhere?
(What do you mean? What's going on?
Skinny old man like a dead tree who doesn't understand and refuses to understand. The background of the brain opens up the possibility that there is no underground lake or world tree here, but we cannot look directly at it.
If you admit that your last bet was an off-target one, your spirit will collapse.
(Was there a horizontal hole along the way, not at the bottom of the ground? Or masterfully covered up?
I couldn't notice because I was looking for answers that distracted me from despair. That the three horsemen who were supposed to be fighting the Heavy Stone Golem are falling on the upper tier.
And a pitch-black knight who mowed the lives of his men watched the battle against the metal golem with a sickle (Death Size) in his hand from the top layer.
'... brilliant'
A series of battles blew away Xia, so you can see far more cloudy blue skies. Against that background, a lean A grade emitted external audio.
The blade of the sickle (Death Size) is then shimmered into the sunlight, reflecting the words on the surrounding wall.
"So let's kill each other"
A grade of green and black with most of the thorns broken. If this had been a golem, not an elf knight, Reaper would have missed it.
I want to fight my opponent in perfect condition. Because that's what I should have thought.
But even if he's a combat maniac, he's an imperial pilot. If your opponent is an elf knight, you have no choice but to fight.
'... we're going this way'
Class A of Reaper's manipulative empire, jumping in the backlight.
The battle between the knights and riders representing the people and the elves began, but it didn't take long until it was settled. For the old man, lean as a dead tree, and his ridden knight, were already the limits.
Grade A in pitch-black with a deep thrust of a sickle (Death Size) on the chest armor and a kick in the leg.
……
It's a shame, but it's not a word.
Looking back, the upper heavystone golems escape their gaze. Reapers, who fought and defeated day after day, had already become the Lord of the Great Hole alongside the Metal Golem.
Don't come as indiscriminately challenged as the top golem.
(Do you want to try it)
To the metal golem scattered with red lotus arrows (flame arrows), a reaper who turns his gaze.
Metal golems will be born more than there are ingredients here. I thought about being on top of it.
(Elf's Class A Knight. With this, I can't even get to that one)
That's further up, what's called 'Heavy Metal Golem'. Although fragments like that have been excavated in the ruins, they are still only present in the story.
"Combat Power Beyond Metal Golem"
A regular person would hesitate, for example, to help with its birth. No matter how precious the rare metal you accumulate.
But for a reaper who wants to be killed by a strong enemy, that danger is what he wants.
(Elf's B, too.)
Returning to one top layer, he kicks the falling green and white B grades down to the bottom one after the other.
Had it not been worn out by its Heavy Stone Golem opponents, it would have been a struggling foe. It should be impeccable as a nutrient.
It's all over, looking up at the distant sky and twinkling.
"Go home."
Grade A in pitch-black starting to climb long slopes to the surface with some of the proven elf A class thorns in hand.
An expedition of the Knights that the Elves had made their last hope. The light could have disappeared here, too.
(... you saved me?
The voice of this heart belongs to the long-haired female pilot, the deputy commander. He had eaten the fist of the metal golem, but the cockpit was safe.
However, it is difficult to even breathe due to the painful tone caused by high magic manipulation ability. Maybe that's why they didn't notice.
(I have to go home. I don't like dying here)
For the Elves who dislike the local attributes, the bottom of the hole is equal to being thrust down into a faecal urine accumulation.
Deputy commander crawling the knight with desperation so as to reach for the distant blue sky. But the sight is whispered in the face of the ugly Heavy Stone Golem.
(What? What)
Heavy stone golems crowded with green and white b-class knights. Now that the metal golem had fallen and the reaper had left, the bait in front of them was theirs.
"Ahhh!
Head, hands, feet, and guts. Sharing her senses with the knight, she also receives the 'eaten' sensation.
"I hate it, I hate it!
If she were a knight herself, her consciousness would have disappeared by the time she was half eaten of her head. But sitting in the cockpit surrounded by a sturdy shell is unacceptable.
"There's no such thing. There's no reason for this to end!
The golems take away the finest ingredients called misrilled silver. Her screaming continues until the cockpit is doomed.
And again, the Elf Knights' expedition was over.
When the sun sets on the western ridge and the heat of the day weakens, the joyful district of Wang Du regains its vitality.
I was in the dining room eating dinner with my best friend, a little scrupulous Macho Man.
"Mr. Cornell. I heard you were busy, is your body okay?
Cornell closes his eyes hard with a mustache of foam after breathing a jock of cold ale. If you want to describe that figure in a nutshell, say, 'Good!' I guess.
Wetting under his nose with the back of his hand, he opens his mouth with a cloudless smile.
"Because that's all that matters. Thank you for your concern."
This young man looks like the number three of the Knights of the Kingdom. Ever since the Empire and the Elves started rubbing, they had a tough time swinging over it.
I was contacted yesterday that I had been able to take a break, and it was the first time in a sudden long time that an 'Adult Gourmet Club' was held.
"I'm sorry. Please replace me."
Lift the jock with thick arms and swing left and right Cornell. A new jock filled with foam was brought along with a large plate of raw meat, the main dish.
My best friend, who joyfully enters the second cup, goes to a grilled grill that looks like a seven-wheel placed in the center of the table and puts meat on it with a thong.
"I heard you, Mr. Tauro. It ravaged Jaanne, didn't it?"
When you raise your gaze, over your thick neck is a face that laughs like a prank. I can only shrug my shoulders to ask that question.
From the standpoint of it, you did defeat the "Table Boss, Back Boss, Hidden Boss" called "Explosion Bottom Sister, Teaching Light Patrol Sensei, and Mr. Cool".
"Next up is Sione, who slashes parents and children, slashes them and slashes them all? Or exorcise the queen in Casabelle? Fine, you cornell. As the queen strikes in her flock, she will use it as a shield to receive all the tips of the whip."
Skebemacchio with a thick chest and a confident grin. I'm just making fun of you, so I'm just gonna have to leave you alone.
Fortunately, because of its non-persistent nature, there was nothing to repeat.
"By the way, how are things at work? And the neighborhood."
After a vague nod, I listen as I flip the thinly sliced meat. It's not like talking about it in front of the public, but a little blur would be fine.
Even if you belong to the Merchant Alliance, you will be driven out in the middle of a war, and I want to know what happens after one shot at the World Tree.
The senior officials of the Knights of the Kingdom opened their mouths with plenty of grated garlic in a small bowl of pickled dale.
"You mean your neighbor. Everywhere we are, we have been witnessed heading north."
When I cut the word, I stick that little bowl out here. Apparently it was my share.
"This is a decision to make by not moving. If you break a deadline, your eyes will get cold from your friends in the east."
Between you and the Empire, we should have reached a truce in about two years. Some moves are to destroy it today and cross the border, but if you do that, your credibility as a country will be rattled.
"So for a while, there won't be a fight."
I'll return the word and start eating from the gut system. The sweet and spicy sauce is good, but the garlic only works a little too well.
Cornell carried the garlic to his mouth as it rolled with meat, but he shook his head left and right without nodding. When I feel doubtful and stare, I laugh niggly after I drink it down.
"What are you talking about? We're going to fight, right?
And what I tapped was the Joyful Town information magazine on the table. I was good at it, and I put up a jock while I smiled back.
"Right. Our battle is coming."
"Let's eat guns and make them say hi!
That's the cafeteria in the pleasure district. Even in nasty conversations, I don't care about my surroundings at all.
We hit each other with a jock right on top of the seven wheels and thought to the battlefield we were going to go to.