Isekai de Kojiin wo Hiraitakedo, Nazeka Darehitori Sudatou to Shinai Ken (WN)

74. No 2 Baron Golem's Rapid Assault, Part II

"Let's go, whoa, whoa, whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Follow Sir Miyamoto. Yes, yes, yes, yes."

"Mr. Mia Moto! I'll help you with my flame magic! Don't worry!

"Fuck you, you monster. Aah!

Anti-Masatug soldiers storm Baron Golem, headed by Miyamoto.

The morale is high, that's just the soldiers packing in the castle and the skill is impeccable.

Plus, they're in a state of biting cramped cats right now. It's the state of the leeward formation, so to speak.

Regardless, it wasn't Baron Golem who cornered them.

Essentially, such suspicious demons, fears, and survival instincts are driving them to monsters as immense as the castle, that if they don't win here, they may be deprived of all their previous rights, power, and influence.

You won't have ears to listen to no matter how much I say this is a misunderstanding.

Because they live for power.

From me, it's like something I'm not interested in, but for them, that would be incredible.

The explanation is therefore pointless.

I feel sorry for him.

'Cause you do, don't you?

Because if they're not even blind,

"Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

"Ghaaaaaa!

"Goddamn it, I was just a little handed off and all the avant-gardes were blown away!

"Hygiene soldiers, hygiene soldiers yet!

Because it never caused such a tragedy.

"Master, in an instant, it's devastated"

"Not as much as my mouth. A true brave man's name cries."

Lucia and Lara said.

Totally miserable.

You can't let them cut your precious battle power before the production.

I mean, I just explained how to fight properly. I should have done it.

"Mia Moto! What are you doing! I already told you your part!

Communicate the order again.

"Oh, my role..."

One said to me, as Miyamoto, slashed by the skin of Baron Golem, who beats steel with a sword technique that doesn't even pass in the avant-garde.

"That's right. Your role is to recover the entire army in the rear guard. How many times can I tell it's a continuation of my power by it!

"Gosh, but I'm using my power to make the world decent..."

"What are you talking about when your own army is collapsing! If you're a kid's mom goto, do it in your own room!

⁉

It gives me a hazy look at my reprimand.

And when he glanced at me with regret, he backed away a lot.

Oh, boy, finally.

"Put your strength into the nightingale and put it up high. That way, the healing magic is activated."

"Shut up! Don't give me orders!

Mia Moto, while defying, raises his holy sword high to heaven, as I said.

Then,

"Oh, oh!

"Warm light falls.................."

"Wow, my arm that should have broken moves!

"The wound is healing! It's a miracle.

It collapses in an instant and the wounded soldiers recover. Those who had fallen also began to regain consciousness and rise.

"Is this the power of King Masatug..."

"What, you regret it, but you have to admit..."

"Chi, no! This is my power."

Something seems to be arguing in this situation, but some things are good.

I rise from the throne that things have gone so far here.

And I gave orders to my men.

"Place them all! Like I said, I'm gonna turn you into a practice bench for my Masatug army! Mia Moto continues to protect the Holy Sword! Ezka, Katsuragi, get ready!

"Ooh!

"All right, king!

Ezka and Katsuragi also stick out one arm to activate their skills.

"| Defend the last fortress of mankind and sword" Ultimate Force "

"| Winds from the soothing sky" Hypno Klein "

Two people shout out their skill names.

At that moment, a vortex of explosive force filled the throne.

"Wahaha, I don't know what you're trying to do, but it's water on the baking stone! Same thing that ends with ants being trampled no matter how careless they are!

With a laugh, he unleashes a wave of arms that shook off the soldiers of Walms earlier under one blow.

I guess I was being modest earlier.

The next blow is a tremendous attack, telling me to destroy every room in the throne.

"Fuhaha, you should be covered in rubble and shaved to death like miserable!

Boon!

Swirl your arms over dozens of meters as you wind a gust.

Its wind pressure alone blows away the desk, chair, and potentially hundreds of kilometers of gorgeous decorations that were between the thrones.

It's a blow like recreating a myth, attributed to the ashes in an instant, such as a tiny creation made by man.

but

"Hey, what the ⁉"

Its arms were in front of collapsing the wall between the thrones, stopping it perfectly, as if it had been held down by all might.

and several small, yet hopeful voices leaked from under the arms of the wolf golem.

"Shh, wow, I just touched it and there's a blown monster blow..."

"Oh, my sword is taking it!

"Well, that's not all. Yeah, yeah, yeah."

The soldiers of the Walms were receiving hundreds of tons of arms, what could be termed rock masses.

No, that's not all.

The fact that we can be taken...... some soldiers who understand as soon as possible that all that power is now exactly ready for them start pushing back the arm of the Golem with even more strength.

"Then, silly! I'm, like, human! Besides, with the power of one soldier, my arms crumble ⁉ my fist is pushed back until I was told that I would break the earth, break the sea, and even rush to heaven. Ooh, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Baron Golem's scream strikes the throne.

"Masatug Wang Yiko, this is ⁉"

One of the aristocrats asks me how he was wolfed.

Oh, man, how many times should I explain it?

"I told you, it's a thousand times. You guys are 1000 times more powerful. If you're willing to do it, you can defeat the Miscellaneous Fish Monster by yourself."

"Hih, alone ⁉"

"Oh, you mean I can defeat a monster the size of this castle by myself ⁉"

"Ya, sure look at me, but even this arm, it's a bit heavy! All right, I'll do the best I can!

"Hey! It's sloppy, sir! I'm the spear!

Heh, it's cash as soon as I know I can win.

Well, it's odd to say that you don't get morale from winning battles.

"Come on, soldiers of the Walms. Give me the head of the monster."

"Ha, King Masatug! Yes, I did!

"Whoa, whoa! Protect this country! Cut off the neck of an evil monster!

"Don't be late! The reward stays with you!

I make that scream and storm.

Winning battles, overwhelming powers never gained before, and competent command, a battle for the survival of the country. Exactly a jihad for the Patriots.

Baron Golem, who had plenty of room until earlier, screams before the power of the brave men of the united Walms.

"This is the kind of thing that keeps happening. Oh!

He wields his arms with such a cry, but that giant is an enemy and does not hit the soldiers at all.

No, when I hit it, it's like a mild illness.

Mia Moto's Nightingale (Holy Sword) heals the wound instantly, albeit not intact.

"Guuuuu, and it won't stop! Humans. Oh."

No matter how much you attack, it doesn't work, on the contrary, it clings to that giant one after the other, putting the sword up against the spear.

and finally one of the formidable warriors waved his sword wide,

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, jump, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah."

He swung it down.

Batun!

Golem's right arm was chopped off, several meters thick, along with the dull sound of!

"Ghahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha ⁉"

Baron Golem's scream echoed beneath Walms Castle.