I Said Make My Abilities Average!

"Duh, duh, duh, duh..."

"What shall we do…"

"Oh, oh, calm down, guys..."

"That's crazy..."

With Lena, Miles and Mavis in a hurry, Pauline is alone and flat.

"Indeed, I wrote that the villagers and supplies were withdrawn from the villages on the enemy's march path to the territorial capital, and that the final showdown was in the territorial capital...

Even when it comes to the territorial capital, it's just a country town. This isn't a castle or a fort, it can't be a cage battle...

From the way things were then, I don't think I'd ignore the letter from Miles, and so far, he's done everything as instructed... "

…………

Pauline is right. We all checked the text of the letter we sent over and over again. So there's no mistake. Everyone twisted their heads at the leader's whereabouts, but they didn't know it.

Exactly, I don't think he deserted the Territorial Capital and fled.

"Ah, the Imperial Army has sent out a reconnaissance unit!

As Mavis puts it, did the Imperial Army also wonder about the defenselessness of too many territorial capitals, sending out a reconnaissance force of around thirty men?

The reconnaissance unit entered the territorial capital and went a little further...

"" "" Ah!

Arrows, spears, stones and various other things descend from the windows and rooftops of the building, one after the other falling and lying soldiers. And jumping out of the building, men with weapons in their hands.

"" "" Eh... ""

"Red blood is good! 'There's no reason to be surprised that the four of them are also. What the men had in their hands were not only swords and spears, but knives, wax, mop-like objects and a host of other weapons that were clearly not suitable for soldiers to possess.

"It seems that the majority of those people are not soldiers, but just territorial citizens and villagers who have evacuated..."

"Ah."

Looks like Miles came up with something in Pauline's words.

"It's a city fight... Mr. Juneau," The final showdown is in the territorial capital, "I thought the territorial capital itself was a city battle as a showdown place instead of fighting in front of it to defend the territorial capital..."

"Duh, what do you mean!

Miles explained to Lena, who apparently doesn't know what it means.

"A high number is overwhelmingly advantageous when it's a flat ground with nothing obstacles. No matter how much, the enemy that made you a little weak...... So Mr. Juneau chose a place on the battlefield where the advantages of numbers were difficult to exploit. Yes, there are many obstacles, poor prospects, a narrow back alley or something, and a lot of people can't fight at once, and they are familiar with the terrain and the state of the building, and where all the people of the Territory can participate in the battle..."

"Bullshit, stupid! Fighting is a soldier's role, what do we do with the general population fighting enemy soldiers!

If the soldiers are defeated, the battle is over, and the inhabitants can live, even if the dominating country or lord changes. That would be the fight, the war! Now non-combatants, women, children, old people, the sick and injured will all die in battle!

Mavis screams, but with that said, there's nothing more we can do.

"... battle is what total force is all about. War, apart from the general public, is not necessarily waged solely by the government and the military. All citizens are expected to contribute to war in money, in the workforce and in a variety of other areas. Of course, sometimes its life..."

Miles says so, but in this world, the concept was not yet common.

"The medicine worked too well......"

"Huh?"

"I used to mistake you for a mother who became a goddess about Miles, so I might have thought about using any hand to definitely win, or whatever it takes to do that. And preached it to the people..."

"Well, because of me..."

To Pauline's words, the mileage of changing complexion.

"No, that's not true. The reason is that I suggested Miles write that. And I am responsible for failing to foresee this happening and for failing to include in my letter the wording (Monogan) that prohibits it. So..."

"So?"

"I take responsibility. If you plunge hot magic into the center of your enemies while spraying it all around you, maybe it's a mayhem..."

In other words, it is a special attack. No matter how much confusion your enemies give you, you can't go back alive.

"Rejected!

Miles slashed away Pauline's words like a stuffed feather.

"This is Askham territory, and my other name is Adele von Askham. This is my territory and they are my inhabitants. So, that's my role! And..."

Miles smiled a pranky smile.

"If the goddess doesn't show up at the final showdown, Mr. Juneau may be called to lie. That's because it's a little pathetic......

So, you're going for a minute!

Hin!

And the next moment, he didn't look like Miles anymore.

"Miles..."

"Miles...... All right, then, we'll continue later..."

"Then I'll be ready to get out of here!

"" Huh?

Two surprised by Lena's smooth (relaxed) dialogue, which blocked Mavis' words.

But Lena didn't even care about it and said in a slight tone.

"Even if we go, it just gets in the way of miles. And you have something else to do? Anyway, soon enough, the mileage I teased is decided to come back and say, 'Hawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawaa!'!

"... so is that"

"Oh, right..."

And Mavis said with eyes that looked away.

"Besides, apparently nothing is wrong..."

"Plaid force, barrier aaaaa!

Miles with a lattice force barrier about a metre radius around the entire body penetrated the middle of the Imperial Army at a considerably reduced rate.

"What!"

"Bye!"

"Wow!

And one after the other, he bounced and blew the Imperial Army soldiers off in the barrier, jumping forward, that is, between the Imperial Army and the Territory Capital.

Miles, who stopped there and turned around, did the arr. Yes, it is.

"It's a transformation! Miles and Goddessmaking Phenomenon!!

Light refraction, scattering! Moisture condensation, cooling and crystallization, formation! Gravity Neutralization, Maintaining Formation..., Merge! Final Fusion!!

Brilliant ice-crystal wings, formed behind miles. And a shining ring, formed overhead. They are fitted to the mile.

"Gravity Blocking (Caverlight)!

Cut off gravity, tons, and a mile that kicks gently to the ground and rises about ten meters above. So he breathes desperately upwards, hoof, hanging the brakes and stopping.

(Anyway, it's a mess already!

The chances of finding out how much you wore a mask are not zero. If you find out who you are.

If I find out I'm the one who did this, I can't have a relaxed normal life anymore...)

That's what I thought, Miles, was already a jerk.

And Miles, vibrating the air, gave voice to every corner of the Imperial Army.

"Orocame!"