Isekai Apocalypse MYNOGHRA ~The Conquest of the World Starts With the Civilisation of Ruin~

Genuine power.

Antherise had little hope and great anxiety about the play that was going to happen now, rebutting the words that Ira-Tact, king of Minogula, had spoken.

Of course, I'm not the daughter of those villages compared to Anterise.

Not only childish dreams, but also realistic assumptions about what Minogula will prepare.

A new type of weapon available to ordinary soldiers.

That's what Minogula figured out and prepared from that letter. I understood it from the sound of stiff objects colliding slightly from the wagon.

Initially, it was Von Caven who wanted to provide them with combat magic or controllable monsters that were also available to them. But even if it is a weapon, it meets the requirements.

Rather, it was said that it has more immediate effect and a wider range of strategies than magic that requires talent and taste and requires time to learn, or magic that has the potential to run wild and also needs to learn control techniques.

The only concern is the leakage or imitation of the weapon… but it will be difficult to make that decision until we see the real thing.

Because I don't even know what kind of substitute will come out.

"Now, let's get ready. Thank you for your prompt response to the unexpected offer."

"No, don't worry, Mr. Mortar. But is that okay? In some cases, I think it's possible to see at a glance... I don't know what you're going to show me, but isn't it nice to be too cheap?

"Ho ho. I can't help caring about you. However, the power created by our king is a little radical and conspicuous."

"Hah, hah..."

Antherise looks around and tells about his preparations and what he does.

The location is outside Dragon Tan City, a slum district where poor quality Gorotsuki once lived and became a kind of lawless zone.

Buildings that are not considered to be rubbish dwellings are lined up, and the ruined exterior may be called ruins.

Multiple beards were prepared in such a strange place.

Originally prepared for training soldiers, they are now lined up in a row dressed in heavy iron armor flowing from Qualia.

Looking at them a little further away, Antherise deepens his thoughts.

Ranged weapons? Could it be a kind of crossbow? A scholar's toy with a complex structure that is not suitable for mass production is generally appreciated, but did you finish something that can withstand the actual battle?

If so, you'll have to be a little discouraged.

It is a coincidence that Antherise knew about a crossbow called the crossbow, which used a complex structure to increase the penetration and accuracy of the bow.

When I was in El-Nar, a clan powerful man got it from nowhere and let me touch what I was showing him.

At that time, a group of archery elf fighters told me it was a toy with a complex structure and a high probability of breakage, but Minogula may have succeeded in developing a crossbow with improved problems.

But... there are some things I can't solve. Old Mortar said "radical and conspicuous."

Even if what we are about to show is a crossbow and similar projectile weapon, it is unlikely to be so prominent.

Even though it's small and minimal, it should have been enough at the training ground in the Dragon Tang.

Nevertheless, they politely turned down the proposal.

Instead, the area, which has been designated as a completely unmanned zone, is not necessarily free of interlocutors or similar uninvited guests.

Of course, we have staffing for payroll, but it is still common for unexpected things to happen.

It's not that Minogula doesn't understand the risks.

Then I could only think of one answer.

The sole is never a crossbow, but rather flashy and intense enough to be concealed.

"Old Mortar. The unloading and checking of each part have also been completed. We're ready to fire, but what do we do?

There was a person asking questions to Mortar, who was giving instructions next door, when Antherise was in a deep state of mind with a difficult face.

She was certainly a dark elf woman sitting at the table at the meeting.

She is questioning Mortar in some technical terms.

Evidence that operations are well established. Apparently, it's much bigger than I thought, and it's far from the existing technology.

"Hmm. Then I will speak to the king and the men with the staff. Sir Antherise, if you'll excuse me."

Suddenly he hurried to create a face facing away from himself, and he smiled and lowered his head lightly.

Apparently it's time to start. Antherise also breathes deeply in preparation.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Before that....."

"Hmm? What's wrong?

But I heard a call to Mortar, who was trying to get away from this place.

That's the woman from earlier. It seems that there are still some questions.

I wondered if it was okay to listen here, but since they both didn't look particularly worried, Antherise stayed there.

"No, who will be the first shooter? The Gear Captain and the Selectors are getting ready....."

"Hmm..."

Old Mortar looks around as he slowly looks at his beard.

That's how I came up with a slightly malicious smile...

"Em, you do it."

That's what I said.

"Ah, yes. Well then... it's me!?

Apparently, the woman who seemed to have slept in her ears is raising her voice blankly.

Here, Antherise finally understands that she is a key figure in Minogula who has spoken with Old Mortar several times in writing while in a hurry in front of her.

Nevertheless, this guy seems to be having a lot of trouble...

Antherise looked at the emle with his gentle eyes, preparing for walrus, with a strange intimacy.

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"Thank you very much for your patience. I would like you to take full advantage of Minogula's pride and power to see Von Caven."

Around half an hour in time, the facilitator was old Mortar.

Ira-Tact, king of Minogula, watches him from a simple stand-up seat.

Von Caven's staff and civilians. And as the captain and other officers looked at the expression with various thoughts, the unknown act began.

"What we at Minogula are offering as compensation is a new weapon available to individuals."

I see.

Antherise feels a small joy about his assumption.

At the same time, I was still a little disappointed that it was a crossbow.

"Weapons in battle must satisfy all demands. Anyone can handle it, it's easy to master, it's easy to operate, and it's not easy for enemies to take it away. Above all, he is good at killing. We need a lot of them, and they're cheap."

"It's natural that huge battle forces and complex and powerful magic will make the battlefield gorgeous, but it's also true that we need those who support it. Regardless of what you do, the general combat ability of soldiers is something that cannot be ignored."

"... I am stupid to think that everyone in Von Caven has a feeling of frustration in the previous battle. Why should the lives of all living in peace be threatened by such savage and indifferent inferior species? I wonder if there's anything we can do to punch them on the nose. I wonder how stupid it is to reach out to your own country and how to educate that poor head."

"--Our country has prepared here the means to do so."

Talk well. And pulled in.

Some kind of agitator's familiar rhetoric fascinates the people on the spot, and the heterogeneous atmosphere of Minogula combines to arouse strong interest and excitement.

Antherise clutched his fist tightly without realizing it, and listened to the story.

"Well, I'm here because Em is a civilian in my country and doesn't have much combat skills. If their knowledge and skills contribute greatly to our country, their physical abilities will not only be much inferior to those of ordinary soldiers, but they will also be defeated by children of their age."

"Ah, eheheheh...."

Mortal's words bring a female voice to the venue. It's Em.

Are you nervous about the attention being paid to her? She bowed down to the center of the venue.

The moment I saw him, Antherise and some of the von Caven attendees changed their expressions slightly.

Because she had something like a cane.

No, the shape is similar to that of a crossbow. I have seen the handle in particular.

But the other parts - especially the injection site - were unusual. No crossbow-like strings, somehow unusually long.

How does it work? The face of Von Caven was nailed to the mysterious weapon.

At the same time, I wondered how a woman who didn't seem to be particularly good at fighting would use that weapon...

"But don't worry. Again, thank you. A weapon - anyone can handle it, it is easy to learn, it is easy to operate, and it is difficult for enemies to take it away. Above all, he is good at killing. That's what we need."

As if he was seeing through the idea, Mortar once again spins the same word without worrying about it.

"Em, do it."

Make a declaration of the beginning that will change Von Caven's destiny.

"Ha, yes!!

At that moment, Antherise visualized all the time flowing slowly.

Em, who was playing with some parts of the weapon, slowly stands up toward the target and takes a targeted stance.

A moment of silence. Later...

A chain of terrible bursts echoed around.

"Yikes!?

Without thinking about raising a lovely scream, Antherise looked at the scarecrow in a hurry.

What was there was not iron armor, which boasted heavy defenses until now, but just iron scrap, which was pathetically worn.

I have no idea what happened. It all came to an end the moment the loud bursts occurred in succession.

"This is...."

Unexpectedly, a voice resembling roaring leaks.

How should I describe what happened?

It is very difficult to express in words. I only saw the scab as a soldier who appeared to be far away, but I only found out that it was under heavy attack in an instant.

From the tip of a weapon like a cane, something like smoke rises, and there's a strange, irritating smell around it that I've never smelled before.

As the nosey dog soldiers unexpectedly frowned, the people on the Minogula side proceeded without saying that it was as expected.

"Mmm... the standard is sweet. How long have you been coaching, Em?

"Well, it's definitely about eight hours of practice for two hours of training...."

"Hmm. We need to fix it. - Well, that's not the point. All right, back off."

At last, Em bowed deeply toward the audience seat, and finally finished his turn and ran away.

But Antherise couldn't afford to look out for her like that.

"Ju, ten hours!? That's how powerful it is... that's why! How dare you prepare me!!

Antherise nodded in her heart to the excited voice raised by Tonukapori.

Because it was too dangerous and out of standard.

I already know some information about the person named Emr.

He was a lieutenant in the Dark Elves Warriors' Corps, so he doesn't seem to be bad at it, but it is more appropriate to think that he was in that position in the brain to add the appearance and make a judgment.

After all, as Old Mortar tells us, her physical abilities are ordinary people, and apart from her level of education, she can be said to be as qualitative as any other citizen there.

It drills holes in armor made of hard steel. Given how profoundly the fact meant, this silence was no wonder.

(I thought it was a crossbow development, but I thought too much! Whatever it is, I have no idea what mechanism it's firing at! The arrows are too fast in the first place!

The arrow that was released in an instant struck him instantly and made his armor a beehive.

Protecting yourself from all attacks is like a hard and heavy armor. If a similar thing happens in action, it will be more obvious what happens to the wearer inside than looking at the fire.

Too much weapon for people to have. And most terrifying of all - Minogula is prepared to provide this in large quantities.

The form of war will change! This stupid power is going to be ejected by every countermeasure before it gets into a melee fight!

"Well, I wonder if Em alone has enough information. Gear, the Warriors."

"Hmm, everybody's, the king will show you the fruits of the exercise without shame."

"" "Ha!!

Of course, I don't know about Minogula, such as the Anterise confusion.

They see the shocking sight, and the von Caven attendees whose thoughts cannot keep up with them perform the act as planned.

Target! Projectile two to three! Two seconds in a row! Shooting position! "

"Nhhhhh!!

The burst sound of several times earlier became a dance tune, causing the destruction in front of you.

What appeared during Keen's and tinnitus was a sight that could be said to be too much.

That was overwhelming.

Em knows very little of the existence to deal with this.

Advanced Knights may be able to detect and evade radiation, perhaps even intermediate Knights.

Conversely, we cannot escape the rain of death when we are summoned from this hellhole without using such superior combat capabilities.

(Ha, haha... what is this, what are you going to make me fight, Minogula?)

Even an unexpectedly dry laugh is about to leak before that overwhelming force.

At the same time, you can feel a lot of excitement coming out of your chest.

How much will the Von Caven soldiers with that weapon do?

There is no doubt that, with the exception of Minogula, we will be able to create one of the most powerful troops in the Dark Continent.

Of course, it is necessary to thoroughly consider and manage the dangers such as spills, but at least there is no need for the city's thugs and scoundrels to make a big face, and there is no need for the barbarians who desecrate the land to feel painful.

This is a poison.

This change is too dramatic!

"Ladies and gentlemen of Von Caven. With this, we will finish showcasing Minogula's new power, the Gun."

It was silence.

Without showing any reaction to this excessive and heterogeneous force.

Von Caven keeps silent for these reasons, and Minogula keeps silent as if she were given time to understand the situation.

But there was only one person who was doing the trick of looking around.

Ira-Tact, king of Minogula.

Sometimes it looks like, "Is that it? Why aren't you surprised? It's just an attitude.

That's not true. Everyone's thinking is stopped by surprise.

There is no way I can guess what the King of Doom thinks of a small elf. Therefore, Antherise tries to grasp the situation in this foggy thought, aside from the King's attitude.

As if laughing at her attempts to evade her instincts, the voice sounded sharply in silence.

I want a little more impact.

Ira-Tact, king of Minogula, suddenly said such a thing.

"Career, Mary"

Yes.

"Yes, sir."

Then the spinned words were quick.

It seems that Minogula's personnel are also making a noise of upset, so it seems that they acted unexpectedly.

Athu, the heart of the only king, and the two girls whose names were called, did not show any upset.

It's done!

"I'm ready."

So Antherise just shut up.

The two girls brought it up with a bright, thick voice because it was a huge device that was roughly unworthy of a girl of this age.

(No way... is that a gun too!?

The structure is very different. Something like a cane is bound, it has some sort of complicated mechanism and is clearly not intended to be carried.

What the hell are these girls doing lifting it up lightly?

But there are more important things now than the problem.

Generally, size is directly related to power.

In El-Nar, some Spirit fighters used huge long bows to achieve higher power and shooting distances.

If you think about that simple calculation, the two girls in front of this eye each have this enormous weapon.

How much...

Show him what a gun looks like.

"Nhhh!!

Then the air bursts and the earth explodes.

The strange sound of giant bees flying and blowing away was the house behind the nonchalant archetype.

Things like roses and tiny barrels scatter from that huge gun, and countless arrows from the shining tip of the cane reach the target with a lethal intent.

Von Caven's buildings are robust with wood and mud. Hard and hardened earth walls are not easily destroyed and are highly resistant to rockets and the like.

It crushes into dust as if it were kicking the sand mountains away.

Until here, Antherise finally fell into his heart.

That would be noticeable and radical...

― ― Despite just a few seconds, the scenery in front of me was completely different.

Antherise looked at the scene with slow motion as if she remembered Keane's ear and now suppressed it even further.

"What I just showed you is unfortunately not among the items that I can provide. Thank you very much for understanding that our country is so powerful and offers its cooperation to all friendly countries with such overwhelming force."

That concludes Old Mortar, who is a little cold and sweaty.

"I don't know.

The voice of the Satisfactory King of Doom echoes in the venue where destruction has been exhausted.

I just opened my mouth to this sight with a boulder.

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"There's no trace..."

As Minogula's facade evacuates to City Hall and prepares for the continuation of the talks.

Antherise was taking some of his staff and instructing them to clean up at a venue where the prospects had improved.

"Listen, Antherise."

"Dear Tonukapori....."

When she turned around, the Gozu's staff came next to her.

The intense fatigue on his face is probably not due to Antherise's intentions.

Of course, Antherise must have the same terrible face.

"I'm sorry about the long vacation I told you about... but I'll ask you for an indefinite postponement."

"Hahaha, hahahaha... okay..."

It was foolish of me to worry that I would be helpful if the city was transferred.

Von Caven has few talent. At this rate, I will still be made to work like a horse.

Could it be the wrong place to work? It was a vague antellise, but everything could be said to be a later festival.