I Said Make My Abilities Average!

"Mr. Pauline, healing magic! After that, make it attack magic! Now, it's a priority not to let the dead or injured out over the cure! Mr. Lena, please keep attacking magic, it's a mixed war, so shoot a few for the less powerful standalone! Watch out for allied shooting, with the one that won't kill you if you shoot him accidentally! Mr. Mavis, true and divine speed swords, beware of time limits, shouting!

Rarely, Miles, not Lena, gave battle instructions. That, too, is thoughtfully quick.

However, the instruction was accurate and everyone followed it reflexively.

Pauline, without wasting the healing magic she had put on hold, went to the one who seemed the hardest of the three blown away. Afterwards, start the fast chant of attack magic. I'm a demonic opponent, so I don't need to hide the kind of magic I use as a brain chant.

Lena began a similar single-opponent offensive magic chant after unleashing the offensive magic she had also put on hold. If it hits the dwarf, the one that can be managed with healing magic later.

But I can't defeat the oak if it's too weak magic, so some things are inevitable.

And Mavis initially intended to fight without a Special Attack if he was about an oak, but he followed Miles' decision and began using the True and Divine Speed Sword. Mavis himself had decided that it would not work with the Divine Speed Sword, and with the EX True and Divine Speed Sword, his body would only keep him for a very short time, and he would soon destroy himself. True and divine speed swords also have time limits, but are much better than EX and true and divine speed swords.

The moment Lena and Pauline unleashed the first magic they had on hold and each went into re-chanting, Mavis and Miles jumped out side by side, leaping (mostly) into the mix-up. And wielded at the same time, each sword of love.

Swords are quicker than magic attacks in melee combat when enemy allies are disturbed. … if there is an isolated power difference between the enemy, though.

And Mavis and Miles had it.

Run around the battlefield, two swords.

Continuing to be shot in, the attack magic swung at full range speed.

Perhaps, without four of the 'Red Vows', in a 28-to-8 battle, the Dwarves would have left several seriously wounded and dead or, worse still, defeated and devastated. Normally, it should be enough to send out a few minor injuries to the person......

But Mavis and Miles' intrusion managed to keep the Dwarves on the verge of a sudden total collapse in the fighting, helped by the proper assistance of Lena and Pauline's magical attacks, and managed to destroy the oak without causing serious injuries.

"... so what do you mean..."

Lena was questioning the captain next to Miles and Pauline for minor injuries hanging by healing magic.

"What do you mean?

"Don't be silly! Why is the oak so strong? And you decide why you kept it quiet!

To the barking Lena, the captain had a decent face.

"No, the demons are strong, I think I said..."

"You just think it's just a threat or a warning to be cautious!

Why don't you explain it better? Besides, in the first place, they had a chance!

The captain answered flatly to Lena, who was to be questioned.

"Whether you have a chance or not, win. With the pride of our Dwarves. That's just it..."

"So the last time I lost, I ran away with these bodies. Thanks!!

"So, what do we do..."

"What shall I do..."

"I asked the merchants to make a formal contract so that I could not rub it later, and I received the fee in advance..."

"There's nothing I can do!

Yes, there was nothing I could do.

"The Red Oath" asked the merchant, a professional in the contract, to consider the contract document without deficiencies, and received a request from the village chief with an advance payment.

'Free Request', which does not pass the guild and is negotiated and contracted directly by the client and the contractor, can often be rubbed after the fact. As a safety measure for this, I decided to make a decent contract, with an advance, which came out the back and now tied the 'Red Vow' the other way around.

If the contents of the declaration are false, the contract will be immediately discarded, the request fee will remain forfeited, and there is nothing wrong with it. However, there were no falsehoods or deficiencies in the requests, declarations or descriptions of the situation from Dwarves.

Crusaders are the Orcs, the demons in general, starting with the Orga. The villagers tried to crusade, but failed because the demons were strong. Ask for support in another crusade.

... The funny part was, there was nothing.

"We reported, 'The demons were much stronger than normal'. And before the requisition contract, the village chief should have properly communicated it. And yet, what are you unhappy about?

From behind, the captain who was listening pinched his mouth. And then Lena yelled again.

"Losers don't report 'they were weak'! You've decided to say it was strong! And no superiors think that's true Yikes!!

Well, Mavis can forgive me, but Lena was still, gargling.

"Well, you can't help but think so. Demons don't train martial arts, so one detachment of elite oak, there's no such thing. Sometimes a strong individual appears, but that's only an individual difference..."

As Miles says, that kind of special case is grouped together, I've never heard of it. And the strength of those orcs was too heterogeneous to be accomplished by just individual differences.

"It was a high oak-like strength, but characteristically, it was a normal oak..."

Mavis was right.

"The Red Vow" sometimes went out to the hills with lunches and water bottles to earn money when it was still a rush out. It is a big shot, or "high oak and goblin 'hunt," or so-called' high king '. For that reason, they were familiar with high oaks.

"Besides, there can't be a herd made up of all the high oaks in the first place. That's like a detachment of just nine generals. Who wants a unit like that?"

Mavis was nodding at Lena's penetration.

"But there is an adage in my country that 'many boats, ships, climb mountains', if many commanders join forces, it will also be impossible..."

"Miles, you've said that before, haven't you? And maybe that's not what I meant, considering it goes hand in hand with what was written in the law book I read..."

Mavis couldn't really trust what Miles called the 'home country adage'. It was like a frigid smell like Miles tells a 'honkashi story'.

"As it were, well, that's enough. The question is, what are we going to do?"

Lena is right.

"The oak is strong, well, I get it. I don't know why......

So, I knocked down eight heads, so even if I had stayed, I would know. With our power now, it shouldn't be a problem. If goblins, cobolts, horned rabbits or anything like that came out, even if they were a few times stronger, there's nothing wrong with that, is there? The problem is… "

"Auga, right..."

Mavis took Miles' words.

"The difference in force between a normal oak and an earlier oak. Suppose you applied that ratio to Auga as it was…"

"Yes, it's the birth of 'Hyper Auga'. The orgalord will be opened. It's" The Augabutler War Journal "!

Now, Miles took Mavis' word for it.

Everyone stayed through because they didn't know what Miles was talking about, but only the nuances they were trying to say were somehow conveyed.

"Well, I told you what to do..."

"There's nothing I can do..."

And now, the Dwarves raised their voices.

"Even if we leave this time, we have to crusade the demons anyway. The village is doomed.

As long as both of us are in the decision-making power of the village, we don't have the option of asking the human city for help. And there is no time left in the village, no budget, no opportunity for support, no chance for two amazing healing magicians.

This is our first and last chance. I'm sorry about you guys, but I need you to hang out with us... "

Face to face, the face of The Red Vow.

"Um, I'm only thirteen... Signing up for a formal relationship is still a little..."

Pan, and mileage eating Lena's chops. And......

"That's okay, but we don't have dragon species living around here, do we? And you don't show up with a bunch of dragon species that have gotten a few times stronger, do you?

To Mavis' question were the dwarves who looked pale and shook their pulls and necks beside each other.