Isekai ni Kita Boku wa Kiyoubinbode Subaya-sa Tayorina Tabi o Suru

The oak space, as its name suggests, was filled with oak. It feels like I've been watching. The distance from the oak with the bow is about the same as the runway that came down. With the muscle strength of the oak, it would be a fine distance to reach.

The orcs who saw me leap into the room, but faster and faster than putting up a bow, I plunge into the wall of that lined oak. A sword protruding in the front pierces an oak, and still won't stop. I break through the wall and reach the center of the group with brakes hanging on both heels.

Orcs stabbed with two swords are deadly and rolling. The stabbed sword stays intact and dominates its surroundings with blue magic. What forms is an ice bullet. Instrumental Poverty teaches us how to do it and the results.

"Ice Bullet/Omnidirectional Injection (Isicle Barrett/Around Shot)"

I don't need the length of an arrow. I made that bullet Daniela and I made the first time we went hunting for Forest Wolf. It forms countless gaps in my front, back, left, and right. Fortunately, small bullets consume less magic. It's smaller than the ice you put in the glass. But as long as it's dusty, it's pretty good after all.

Named in the School of Magic style, the magic literally ejected bullets in all directions. I already know the consequences. [M] Ice bullets shoot and kill orcs. There is no detachment. Because it is impossible to avoid a large number of bullets.

From around me to the outside, the oak sinks on the dirt before it reaches the distance of the bullet. And as the survivors of the Bow and Arrow Squad rushed toward me, the adventurers came into an avalanche with Virgil at the forefront. Virgil looks at me standing in the midst of corpses and laughs distorted at my mouth. What do you say, it works better than I expected?

"Asagi did it for me! Keep going!"

An adventurer who growls back at the running Virgil voice. Once again, the Bow and Arrow team rushes to point an arrow at the adventurers. Well, my purpose is Mordred. Sign sensing involves that big sign that comes through to the bin. Looking back, a bigger oak than a normal black oak with a white sword was loathing me.

"That's Mordred, isn't it? They'll kill you as punishment for attacking the village, and I'll have Arthur's sword returned!

"Bgowwwwww!!!!

Moldred sticks out the sword in his hand and flies instructions to the surrounding oak. Is black oak the top species? I see a lot of intelligence. Perhaps there is some wisdom in Arthur's entry, but the decision was swift.

The grey blue oak surrounding Moldred approaches the sword in his hand. Step on it without worrying about your people's bodies.

"Bumowoaaa!!

"Huh......, uhh!

Pull out the sword you were poking at, prevent the impending sword of the leading oak with asikilimal, and cut and fly the arm holding the sword with Gram Panzer. Stick asikirimal to the heart in a frightened spot. Moving forward, slaughtering the looming oak with a sword of both hands.

"Bugovo!"

"Gumowo!"

Two orcs wave down my sword at the same time trying to disturb me. If I prevent it, the orc behind those two will attack me. If prevention doesn't make sense, you can avoid it. Dive through the two swords in the instant acceleration of "Legs of the Forest Wolf" and punch them with fists with swords in the belly of the oak behind them. Then he turns back and stabs the sword in his backhand into his ragged back. Through it, the two collapse to the front. If you watch a kick wrapped in silver where the beaten oak wakes up, the wound strikes the oak as if it had been mutilated with dozens of razors all over it. Stick the neck of an oak rolling in pain in a misplaced manner and move on.

"Bumoooooo! Bumoooo!

Moldred barks. But the grey-blue oak doesn't want to move forward, seeing as it's no match for me. I lost once. Still, I can praise you for coming towards me once. but he didn't seem to have the courage to go on a third attack.

Moldred grinds his teeth at his men, who do not move as they wish.

"Asagi"

I accidentally heard a voice beside me. When I saw it, Daniela had come who had stained her cheeks with blood.

"Daniela, where's the bow squad?

"The Virgils are doing well. That's Moldred, isn't it?

"Ah. The sword in your hand is probably Excalibur"

Chira, and when you look behind you, the adventurers are fighting the orcs. Orcs with bows must be hard to melee. I am decreasing that number more and more. If you're comfortable with this, I'll look back.

The white sword that a white oak should have is still clenched by a giant black oak. Shake up that sword. And he shook it down to the head of the oak that was closest to him. Naturally, the oak dies from being cracked in the head.

"Son of a bitch, you're gonna have a seizure."

"That's pathetic. I didn't know you were gonna kill your own people."

If it does, people and demons will see the end.

Whoever can't make a calm decision on the battlefield dies.

Come on, die and apologize. Death is the only punishment for the sin of treading on the ideals Arthur aspired to, attacking unrelated villages and burning them down.

Me and Daniela go side by side towards Moldred. No more surrounding orcs attacked me.

Moldred took a step back with a cramped look. We're not gonna let them get away with this. We're gonna run. A hurried moldred waves down the Excalibur if you pack the distance all at once. Prevent it by crossing Gram Panzer with Ashikilimal. Poking through that gap, Daniela targets Mordred's heart with a thin sword, but twists and squeezes it. Quite fast for the habit of giants.

Daniela releases a continuous poke as it is, but Moldred plays this with skillful sword judgment and foot judgment. Keep me in sight in the meantime. Did you regain tension by becoming a dirt pit, whose eyes have no alarming colour? but be careful or not, I'm just gonna kill this guy. Daniela enters her nostalgia where she plays her sword with an anomalous cut up from a poke. The glitzy face looks down at me, but first it sharpens its mobility. Insert the sword between your open legs and swing it outward.

"Bugga!"

Blue blood blows out of Moldred's inner leg along with dirty screams. Now you won't be able to move as you have done before.

Moldred's sword, which burns in anger, swings down on my head, but the generated "Ice Shield" prevents it. Try to push it back as it is, but with all your strength, the sword and shield attacks are balanced. but that's a big gap.

"It's empty!

Daniela's sharp poke pierces Moldred's face. Blood spilled over the clear ice shield. Push back at once where the pressure on the hoof shield has weakened, and push it with a shield bash. Mordred with a twitch clings his butt. Blood is running out of my left eye. Daniela's fine sword wore it. Line up next to Daniela, who wiggles blood.

"That's pretty strong."

"Oh, he's the stronger one I've ever fought"

Put your sword on Mordred, staring with your remaining right eye. This is where the horror of the beast comes from.

Moldred rose the Excalibur on his cane. Instead of a sword clenched in your right hand (...), stick your left hand forward. For a moment, I was lost in judging what I was going to do. but that was the taking of life. It was my mistake to assume that Orc couldn't have done that.

"Danger!"

Neighbor Daniela pushes me. [M] I can shake my sight when I'm bounced. but even that shaken vision saw a sight to behold. Moldred's protruding left hand has red magic. And it sublimated to magic, and a giant flameball was ejected against us.

"Ku......!

Heat burns my skin. [M] But it's more Daniela than that. Daniela was swallowed up by the flame sphere in her posture as she pushed me.

"Danielah!!

The flame sphere swelled up rapidly, and exploded. I am blown away by the blast without exchange. [M]

More tragedy struck me as I swept into the air under the wind pressure and was thrust over the body of an oak.

"Guh...... guh!!

There was a sharp pain in my left arm. Vision color changes visibly to pain and fever. Look at your left arm as you seep sweat into your forehead. Under flipped ponchos. Two arms in the clothes further down were pierced with the sword that the oak had. I can see it twitching and staining with blood. This is the result of my good intentions and annihilation. I didn't mean to be alarmed, but still, I never thought Orc would use magic. It was an unconscious alarm coming from ignorance.

"Shit......!

Still, I don't have time to sleep. I get up not to spread the wound as much as I can, but the feeling of a zurli and sword falling out generates tremendous pain from inside my arms. You can't get stabbed for your own convenience. It's not fucking painful or that level. Asikirimal falls out of his trembling hands.

"Da, Daniela...... Daniela......!

Put down the Gram Panzer that was squeezing, and look for Daniela as she punishes the sheath with the Asikirimal that she picked up and grabs Gram Panzer again. I don't see what Hate Moldred looks like. I think in my head which one to look for.

"Asagi! Daniela's safe!

Virgil's voice popped into my ear like that. Turn your face toward the voice and there was Virgil holding Daniela, who had lost her mind and sinked powerlessly.

"My magic prevented it critical! You go after him!

He nods silently at Virgil pointing in the direction in which Mordred was, moving his powerless feet. Going in that direction, there was a hole in the wall and the passage continued. Is that the road that leads to the bottom of the valley...

If you look at your left hand, it stains bright red with spilled blood, and blood drips off your sloppy, lowered fingertips. If we don't finish him off before he collapses due to too much blood loss... at that heart, I headed to the cave.