I Said Make My Abilities Average!

"" "Gu!

"" "He's in pain!

He who twists his ankle tightly and groans, and screams only at the soldiers in combat for the pain in the back of his feet. Some of them fell, and the enemy soldiers stopped moving once.

"What's the matter with them?

Bart voices doubts that enemy soldiers have stopped moving.

"I wonder what's wrong...... It's like a pointy pebble in your shoe."

Vera gave a very accurate sentiment when she saw the enemy soldier who suddenly became a strange walker.

The enemy soldiers wore the usual boots they were used to wearing. And military boots take time to change. Unstring, remove the boot, remove the pebble inside and put it back on. Exactly, I couldn't have made my enemies current and done that for long. The soldiers put up with the pain and the difficulty of walking and resumed the assault. A chick and a funny way to run.

Some people seem to have hurt their ankles earlier, not just because of the soles and pebbles.

"All right, avant-garde, let's go! The Sorcerers and Vera need help from here!

Finally, it is a melee. Leaving the rear guard on this spot, the avant-garde moved forward a little. Looking at the miles that naturally joined the avant-garde, Miles thought the real job of being a magician, although he had a sword for protection, the three "Flaming Wolves" looked surprised, but didn't say anything in particular. I don't have time for that.

Before the clash, powerful attacking magic rewards were made for each other's avant-gardes, magic attacks from the merchant side, where miles were not added, were blocked by enemy defensive magic and had only less than half effect, and attacks from the enemy were completely defended by miles. All you have to do is use magic for a precise, small-scale attack into the midst of a riot. Or a long-range attack on each other's rear guards?

And finally, the melee between the avant-gardes began.

The three avant-gardes in "Dragon Breath" were strong. Bert, the leader, is B-ranked, but the other two are pretty close to it. Perhaps B rank promotion is near C rank. Normal leeway is also because we are confident in our power. I don't force myself to chase enemies and steadily tailor enemies approaching me.

In contrast, the three "Flaming Wolves" look rather in a hurry. Impossible, to a mid-level C-rank hunter, the battle of many soldier opponents is too much loads to win.

But within a few fights, I realized I could fight for the advantage over I thought, and they gradually got better too.

That meant that for some reason the enemy soldiers moved badly and had no hips and no strength in attack or defense, but also the presence of magical support from the rear magician group and accurate support from Vera's bows and arrows. For this reason, he managed to attack the enemy, inflicting a slight hand injury, although he did not go with a single blow. That battle gesture of soldier opponents outnumbering themselves deserved full praise.

The Magic Group was responsible for Lena's long-range magic battle with the sorcerers behind the enemy, and Pauline and Ginny's attacks on and support for the fighting group. There were three enemy magicians left, two at all times to prevent the magic of Lena attacking them, with little room to turn to attack. We have to focus on defense because if we take a direct hit, we're done. And the attack on the avant-garde by the rest of us will also be defended by Pauline and Ginny during the attack. Paulines and the others were a little more advantageous in that regard because the melee position was closer to the merchant side mage than the enemy mage.

And then Lena's attack was prevented by two enemies, and immediately after Pauline intercepted it by unleashing attack magic where the other one was in melee, three of Lena, Pauline, and Ginny performed attack magic chants at full speed. And three shots of attack magic, released simultaneously with the completion of the chant. All aim is the enemy mages in the rear.

The enemy magicians rush to put up defensive magic, but where the two of them were preventing the magic of one Lena, it is attack magic for three. The rest of us can't make it in time for a late decision to destroy the attacking magic during chanting and switch to defensive magic.

Dunn!

The attack magic of the Lenas landed and the enemy's magic attack was silent.

"Ah, Mr. Lena, looks like you did it!

Bart, who was fighting nearby, grinned when Miles said so as he waved his sword as he noticed an interruption of magic attacks from his enemies and increased allies' attack magic and support from the rear. Exactly, I can't seem to afford a long conversation.

Not to kill his opponent, Miles had his enemies at his leisure, laying down his sword and shaking his ribs, or normally standing up and shaking his blade and letting his armor snap and crush his bones against his enemies wearing iron armor.

Blue on Blue, several simultaneous attacks of enemy bows and arrows with knowledge of the danger of allied shooting, gently waved his left hand and cast a spell all shaped and Miles struck it off.

Immediately after that, the simultaneous attack of the throwing spear.

"Magic Shield!

Cancer, no, no, no!

All the spears stopped as if they had hit a wall or something in the air and fell to the ground.

And that was followed by the arrow released again......

"Fire arrows!

As Bert put it, it was a fire arrow aimed at the rear carriage, not the avant-garde in battle.

It would be the soul audacity to burn the carriage, stir up the rear, and broil out non-combatants.

Seeing miles without a magical interception of a flying fire arrow in a high mountainous orbit, Burt was prepared for the loss of his carriage. But.

Kin Kin Kin Kin!

For some reason, the fire arrow stops for a moment in the air a little in front of the carriage and falls straight to the ground.

…………

Earlier throwing spears, but there is no appearance of using wind magic. I had never even heard of the magic of carrying out physical defenses without the mediation of wind or matter.

I don't really care anymore. That's what Bart thought. Finally, he seems to be getting used to something called the 'Red Vow'.

"... ah! Me, I'm going for a little left-hand support! Do you mind?

Whether it was troublesome or inadvertent, the miles, which were gradually a good addition to deluding the magic, offered to turn to the support of the 'Flaming Wolf'.

"All right, go!

With the number of enemies steadily decreasing and magical support only available on the merchant side, Bert was sometimes worried about the 'Flaming Wolf' on the left, giving him immediate clearance. The work of Mavis was even more remarkable than Bart thought, and I wasn't too worried about this one.

When Miles rushed to the left over 'Dragon Breath' and where 'Flaming Wolf' was fighting, they were struggling pretty hard.

The swordsman column of "Dragon Breath", which was closest to "Flame Wolf", also fought left-hand to lighten the burden of "Flame Wolf," but it still seems that a large number of soldier opponents are heavily loaded in mid-level C-rank hunters, even though they are in an absolute malaise that doesn't remember how much underfoot they are. Chuck, the swordsman, was wounded, holding the sword only with his right hand, distorting his face in agony. The other two seem to be constrained in their behavior because they are trying to fight while covering Chuck and cannot fight as they wish.

At that time, an enemy soldier's sword was slashed down from the left side of Chuck, who was weakly guarded because of his injuries.

"Cha......"

Gin!

An enemy sword waved down before the end of Brett the leader's cry and a mysterious sword of miles that took it.

Bye!

Miles to jump up the enemy's received sword by smoothing the sword body.

To that too much momentum, the enemy soldiers went upside down and out of balance. Chuck's sword to be punched in there. Not to slash the body because of one hand or prevented by protective equipment, but the soldier's body was still blown away by the sound of a broken bone.

"... sorry, that helped!

Chuck to thank and Brett to bow his head gently.

Miles also nod lightly and head to the next enemy.

The number of enemies has already been cut off by twenty, and now that we have lost our sorcerer, we are under unilateral magic attack.

It turns out that the bow doesn't work at all, and rather than being in a remote position and subjected to powerful magic attacks, the bowmen also had swords, which are all spare weapons, and joined in melee combat, but where the specialized swordsmen are defeated one after the other, they do not go so far as to overshadow the field with swords and participate, and they are slammed down one after the other.

And at some point, a group of rear guard magicians have also circled from the side, moving to a position that surrounds them so that the enemy doesn't escape. With enemy soldiers now down to a dozen, you can't afford to just shake off the opponent in front of you in battle and be attacked by a group of magicians, and if you go into such action alone, if you have some distance, you will just be shot into attack magic before you approach.

The enemy commander had completely missed the opportunity to escape. In the first place, if you leave a large number of your men who aren't dead just from injuries and run away, the details of the operation will be exposed and in big trouble. No matter how sharp they are, it's not strange that there are people out there who can't stand torture and break their mouth when they let out all these prisoners. If we were to escape, we would need to block the mouth of our wounded men, but we couldn't afford that. And even if you run away here, you'll be under obstinate pursuit by the time you cross the border, and you're not going straight to your homeland with your pursuit troops with you.

In the end, I really had to kill all the hunters here, and then the merchants too, blocking my mouth, taking the carriage and going home with my wounded men.... Or do the wounded kill and block their mouths?

But worrying about it is also after wiping out the hunters, and in the first place, you may no longer have to worry about it. Because the dead don't need to worry about anything.

Though I think so, I'm desperate to wave my sword, but my shoes are leaning and my ankles are bent and I can't step on them properly, and for some reason there are pointed pebbles in both shoes that hurt and I can't step on them properly. As painful as it is because my life is at stake, even if I think about it, when I step on it, I can't help it and I can't concentrate on the fight. It feels like I can't give a tenth of my natural strength.

It is regrettable and angry that my last battle is in such an unwillful state, but it does not begin when I say a cry.

The strange thing was that the men seemed to be in the same condition as themselves. No matter how many magic fights we take behind us, we are not the kind of people who would otherwise have such an inexplicable outcome.

Why. How did this happen...

As it turned out, it wasn't a big difference in power.

By the time the avant-gardes fought in close proximity, the magic attack had rendered eleven people, including three magicians, incapable of combat. And a total of eleven magicians, four archers and four throwing spears stopped on the way. In the end, it was only eighteen people who first bumped into the avant-garde on the merchant side. The enemy assigned it to the three most powerful 'dragon braces' guarding the center, two to the three 'flaming wolves', and two to Mavis and one to Miles. with certainty of instantaneous killing by an overwhelming majority.

Mavis instantly kills his enemies in reverse with his "Divine Speed Sword", which he specializes in. Seriously, the enemy's torso seemed to split up and down, so he laid down his sword and struck it with the belly of his sword. A sword that cannot be broken even in unscrupulous use is a very good thing.

Miles killed instantly as well, and then I got one Burt's share next door because I'm free. After that, I wondered if it would be too bad to take the share of others, and I was doing arrows, throwing spears interceptions, etc. Until I came up with support for 'Flaming Wolf'.

The face of "Dragon Breath," regardless of the state of affairs, was not so hard to beat three soldiers who could not show their strength, and even "Flaming Wolf," although Chuck took a blow, they could each play almost with each other's two enemies.

Later, throwing spears and bowmen entered in holding the sword of a reserve weapon, but by that time, 'Red Vows' and Bart were already free, with the result of destroying each and every one of them against the progressive input of the force.

And at the time of the last five, the enemy soldiers surrendered, and there was no sign of the commander, the platoon leader, among them.

Nothing, I didn't run away. It was either in rolling around and groaning, or mixed among those who were unluckily corpsed.

"Fergus, remove one horse from the carriage and ask for a transmission. Tell the Hunter Guild of Amros, and then the Lords' residence, what's going on and bring the convoy and guards over as soon as possible. Look, the guild's first, remember!

Bart pressed caution in the order in which he was informed. As long as there is a slight, if any, possibility that the lord is passing through to the enemy or hiding this matter from the king's capital, security measures should be taken.

"And then write me an outline of this case and send it to Wang Capital. Make six identical ones, three for each to the Alliance and the Royal Palace, all to be unknown to the others on a different route. You got that?

Fergus nodded in a dull manner and immediately headed toward the carriage as it was. He was the perfect candidate for this task, fast to understand and credible.

Horses are also trained to carry people when it comes to carriage horses. Even without a saddle, you should be able to get to the city much faster than on foot. There are also star lights, and if you just go down the street, it's fine. You will be able to reach the city in the night.

"It's prudent...... I don't think he took this job."

"I'm a smart fool."

That's what Bert said about the mile penetration.

We're gonna get the prisoners and the bodies together.

"... Yes"

Fortunately, there were no casualties on our side, although there were no casualties. The injury was also treated by the magic of Pauline and Miles, and all minor injuries to Chuck's left arm and others were completely healed. "The Flaming Wolf" was astonished to see Chuck's left arm fully healed on the spot without even scarring him, but he wasn't so surprised because the face of "Dragon Breath" saw fracture instant healing on the graduation test. The truth is that I am stripped of my eyes and astonished, but it seems that I have been largely paralyzed.

For the enemy, the "Red Oath" had been reduced, and only one of the dead from a direct magic strike was a soldier with an ice spear duly pierced by Ginny. Others suffered serious injuries, including burns. Especially terrible was due to Pauline's hot water attack, which managed to retain her life due to the full healing magic of the attacker himself by letting her take off her protective gear and clothes.

Other than magic, I let out five dead. "Dragon Breath" and "Fire Wolf" were the opponents of the battle, and there were many dead in the soldiers who fought "Fire Wolf" who could not afford to be reduced, but they had no choice. Those who survived were fortunate. It's just that.

Those with a lot of bleeding from slashed or stabbed wounds, or who may have broken bones stabbed in their guts, etc., Pauline and Miles provide first aid due to healing magic, just fractures, etc., are left alone. Now it's just 'make sure you don't die' and I don't imitate stupid things like healing and purposefully increasing the risk of a counterattack. Therefore, despite the prisoners' appeals, the pebbles in the shoes remain intact.

If Miles and Pauline didn't use healing magic, the wounded could have died or suffered site defects and significant sequelae. So it's not a complaining muscle. On the contrary, I should have been grateful. No, the fact is, there were quite a few soldiers to thank. They were also ordered to do their job, they didn't hate each other and attacked the merchants, and they knew very well that they were worse off this time. And it's good to say it's a miracle that the dead were only six.

It was subtracted. I also understood that very well.

The bodies were put together, and the prisoners were tied up and collected in one place. Nobody sleeps until morning like this, it is watch and interrogation. If we hand it over to the government constitution tomorrow, we will no longer have the opportunity, so just in case, let's take the information we can take now. There is no guarantee that there is any chance that 'for some reason, all the prisoners handed over to the lord will escape' or 'for some reason, all of them will commit suicide'.

The barrier was sneaked off by miles, and the merchants came. The unconscious bandits were also carried by all of us. I don't know how unconscious I am until morning, sometimes just in case. It's safer to keep everyone's eyes rolling where they are.

Thus began a long night.