Isekai Taneuma

The Feng family, who abandoned the thinning of the Northern Upper Orcs, then moved to alert the affected area ahead of the anticipated disaster if the Orcs continued. If you use the magic of the retreat to glide, you can advance 100 kilometers a day. At the distance they earned, they quickly passed through the great forest to see the Hermes realm.

The further north they went, the more orc herds they continued to grow, and the wider the path they made. It was impossible to count how many orcs existed, but what we can see here is that all the orcs that invaded the great forest came together in a group and even went back up the river.

It was like a herd of salmon that went back to the river, and I didn't know if DNA ordered it or if there was another reason for it… At that time, the sight that jumped into their eyes after the herd and reached the outer edge of the forest suggested one of the possibilities. There was a king there.

In the plains spreading out ahead of the forest, human armies gathered unexpectedly. Did the previous adventurers do it for you? And I thought, well, it was different, and apparently they happened to be fighting here as a battlefield, like both the Imperial and Brave armies.

Is there such a coincidence? I thought, anyway, I was relieved to be saved, but... unfortunately, the inquisitor didn't let me down.

Looking down at a battlefield that still looked like rice grains, there was something huge in the middle that ignored the scale. It was two giant monsters that went wild as if they were playing in the water between the waves made by humans and orcs.

"Jabberwock!!

Before that incredible sight, only Feng and Jeanne suddenly said such a word as their companions were stunned.

"Jabberwock....? Is that it? An ancient demon king!?

Guillaume asks with an incredible face when she hears their voice. After the feng nodded without a word or two,

"Oh, definitely. That's the Las Boss we've beaten thousands of times on that server. There's no mistake."

"But why? Didn't Jabberwock get killed?

Samson asked bewildered as he watched Feng and the others speak as normal.

"Wait, what are you guys talking about? How can that be called Jabberwock? And... thousands of times??

His doubts are correct. When Feng couldn't explain it well and was confused, Guillaume answered the question from the side.

"Don't be so rattled about this now. They're brave men, and they've come to this world in a way that I don't know. Well, what they're saying is generally always right, so don't worry."

"I see...."

"Better yet, what are we going to do?

Lucy interrupts Guillaume's conversation. Unaccustomed to flying forever, she didn't stay in the air and got off the ground early.

But even if you say you're going down, there's a flock of orcs walking around down there, and there's a monster duel going on right in front of you. I don't know where to get down. Guillaume asked him to mourn.

"Why are those monsters fighting each other? On the other side, try the big oak... but if you're fighting the Devil, is he on your side?

"No, I don't think so. I see a lot of big guys, but if you look closely, the other little orcs are attacking people. Both of us are enemies."

When Jeanne said so, there was a settlement between the giant creatures ahead. At the moment the Oak King flew over the Jabberwock under the rubric of Uppercut, the ancient Demon King stopped moving. Then the little orc stopped by and kicked Jabberwock's body and shouted joyfully.

From a distance, the size of the cod made it look like a herd of goblins. Feng shouted at the ugly sight.

"... I wish you could fall down together, but that's not going to work. I don't know how much more damage we'll get if we leave it alone. Let's go."

"Eh!? Seriously!?

Lucy is turning her eyes. Normally speaking, the reaction would be correct. If Feng was just a short while ago, I should have told him to hurry up. However, there were circumstances that could not be said right now.

They are the highest level of the tens of thousands of people here. If we could fight that, there could be no one but ourselves. If I had to fight anyway, I couldn't run away from here.

I'm sure I wouldn't have thought about this if I didn't have the power... but I can't help resenting why I have such power. When Feng regained his temper, he slapped his cheeks with bread.

"Regardless of the other orcs, we're probably the only ones in the world who can defeat those big bugs. Leaving it alone will only increase the damage, so at the very least I want to crush it."

"Is there a solution?

When Samson asked, Feng shook his head bitterly.

"Honestly, there's no such thing. But maybe my magic will work. There's only firepower. Anyway, I have to try everything."

Guillaume says.

"Doesn't Stancloud work?

"If it works, it will already work. It's full of priests."

"That's right... but that's the size of it. Can you do that?

"We have to do it. To do that, the army will help. Mary! Can you take Lucy and Guillaume to the brave army positions? Maybe there's Waltstein there, so ask him to expose the surrounding oak. I can't stand being hacked while we're fighting the big ones."

"Okay."

Mary took the two of them horizontally. When she left, Lucy had a nice look on her face, and Guillaume looked remorseful. After Feng dropped it off,

"Jeanne, Mani, Samson, launch a wave-like attack on that big bug. Target the joints or something, and do something to get them on their knees. I'll wait for a chance while I back up. If I give you the signal, I'll cast a great spell, and then you can run away with all your might. There's no guarantee of life if you get caught up in this."

"Okay." "I got it." "I got it."

After waiting for the three to respond, Feng used the magic of the television to soar further up into the sky and glide around the orcking's brain like a sudden descent.

The battle between the two monsters raised the army to the Oak King.

When Jabberwock was defeated, the calligraphy that jumped out of his back was ruthlessly rolling to the ground. But none of the Imperial Army, who were supposed to be on his side, approached him after he was deformed.

Caligula tried to get up again, but she didn't listen to her body. The Oak King is slowly approaching the end of such a priest. Probably going to eat that flesh and rob it of power. It was no longer... when he gave up and tried to close his eyes.

Something is flying over the Oak King. It gradually grew bigger, and eventually one of the four shadows shook something with his wand as he approached it so that he could clearly see it in human form.

"Fuck you! Lightning bolt!!"

Lightning flashed from nowhere in the sky, hitting the oak king's brain heaven. I hear a thunderbolt when I'm a little late.

The Orc King, struck by the lightning strike, shook his body back and forth slightly at that moment, but as soon as he adjusted, he lowered his hips to even his feet and stepped on the spot with Zushin. The ground is shaking and dust is dancing.

"Chi... it doesn't work at all"

Feng whispered his tongue in front of the Oak King, who stood unawares of surprise pre-emptive attacks. When the four landed back and forth and left and right to surround the monster, Jeanne, who had descended directly in front of them, moved.

"Purple light flashes... thunderbolts rush to conquer the Blaze Blade!!

An unusual sword flew into the subject and tried to tear off the Oak King's skin. However, the monster's skin was terribly stiff, and Jeanne's blow, which should normally have knocked down several animals at the same time, was not used as an object, and the surface was barely wounded.

"Still ahh!

However, when Jeanne fleshed to the Oak King, she saw where she had just been hurt by the magic trick and stabbed him repeatedly and repeatedly.

The thin, cold sword of the Magic Sword Fielbow decapitates the skin of the Oak King. AGI's attacks from DEX, which exceeded the intelligence of 21 and counted 25 in total, were terribly fast, terribly accurate.

No matter how thick the armor is, it will eventually open a hole if it penetrates the same spot many times and at the same speed. Not to mention the skin of a creature. When Oak's skin crossed its endurance limit, Jeanne's sword lost its resistance and sank slowly, and at that moment Oak King screamed loudly.

"Oooooooooooooooo!!

From a giant's point of view, Jeanne suddenly suffered a sharp pain that only seemed like an insect. The orc king raised his angry shout and shook his fist at the feather.

And, at that time, the muscles penetrate through the gap for a moment, lying down.

"Uhhhhhhhh!! Rice, wife, kieeeeeeeeeeeee!!!

The STR20, literally the most powerful Samson of mankind, was kicked into the side of the scattered oak king. No matter how hard the surface is, the impact won't stop.

Oak King moans painfully when the shock reaches his internal organs. The monster exhaled the breath that had accumulated in his lungs and shook one knee. Mani raids there.

Ignorance!

His thrown iron ball blows a flame around the Oak King's face.

Ouch!

When the mani jumped up in front of a monster with both hands covering his face, he repeatedly jumped over his head. As he jumped over, he threw a steel wire tied first, wrapped it around his neck with dexterity, and pulled it with all his weight on it....

His flying steel wire certainly wrapped around the neck of the Oak King, but it didn't fit his whole body. Soon after the flames disappeared, the giant regained calm, ripping the thread off and adjusting his posture.

"Wha... what is that? A monster!"

"You can see it!?

Jeanne and Samson put their backs together and ran such a line. The mani that circled behind the giant gazed into the gap. Feng turned to the three of them,

"You can't win from the front! That giant, it's definitely weak on its feet. Aim for the knee and the Achilles tendon! Mani! Just keep on aiming for the joints!!

Jeanne and Samson nodded and parted to the left and right again. Feng set up Kelukaion to cover them.

"Spider! Back! Stancloud!!"

A voice rang from behind, and looking back, Mary came down from the sky. Looks like Lucy left them with Waltstein and they're back. As I noticed, countless orcs were approaching behind Feng. Some of them passed out because of Mary's magic, but the bones were about to break to stop them.

But we can't let the three of us fighting the Oak King get close to them.

"Shit! Me and Mary will stop this! In the meantime, do something!!

Feng shouted so to the three men behind him, and jumped into the orcs in front of him.

The appearance of Jabberwock was temporarily confusing in Scarsaha, but when he managed to regain calm, he managed to build a defense line in the riverbank without letting the flock of oaks approaching with Waltstein. However, while forming a team to stop the oak from advancing, shooting from close range to reduce the number, some fronts were breached and forced to struggle.

Scarsaha led an elite army and repeated his guerrilla strikes to fill the hole, but too many enemies were being pursued. In an attempt to reduce the number of enemies slightly, I stopped Battle Song and switched to Stancloud, which caused the Elite to lose Attack Rating.

At least if there was another one of us... when she was biting her umbilical cord, something suddenly flew over the sky, crippling the crowd of orcs in front of her.

"Dr. Scarsaha! Are you all right? I'll be right back."

"... Lucy!? Why are you here?

Suddenly, Scarsaha was confronted by a sister and disciple who came down from the sky. When Mary delivered Lucy and Guillaume to the main team as promised, she put a bunch of oaks nearby in a staunch cloud.

"Well then, I'm going to support the spiders."

and left.

Waltstein noticed that the army's discipline was loosening as soon as a quagmire arose from a brave army he had never seen before, such as a flying priest.

"You idiot!! Don't stare at me in the middle of a murder!!

As the voice of the Commander echoed from the bottom of his belly, the soldiers of the brave army began to fight again against the desperately approaching orc herd as they regained their haha and self.

Waltstein saw it and then rushed back to Lucy, who had just arrived.

"You are... children of Feng. Why are you here? Sure, it's a big forest now."

Who's your son? You're selling fights, brat!

"Oh, oh... I'm sorry."

Guillaume brightens his face and sneaks up on Waltstein. He raised his hands and said he was sorry, and asked what had happened.

"We ran into this orc swarm in the woods. So I tried to go ahead and chased him, but he was a little late. Feng is now fighting it with his friends. We're here to ask for backup."

"What!? Is that... that it?

Waltstein looked at the Oak King with an unbelievable expression, and just then the sky flashed and thundered. Lightning strikes the Oak King directly and stops it for a moment. Then, four shadows fell and jumped towards the monster that was just standing on a stick.

"Seriously... that. You think humans are gonna fight that?

Jumping manicure. Samson moves his enemies with his incredible strength. When the Orc King screamed like a scream at Jeanne's attack, cheers rose from both the brave and Imperial armies who had witnessed him.

Waltstein was about to fall in love with it, but soon he shook his head and returned to me.

"Okay. Leave it to me, Scarsaha! Enough of this, lead the elite to support the Phoenix immediately! Keep them away from the orcs!

"But are you okay!?

"I can't do anything but do it anyway. It seems tougher that way anyway. You can do it, you bastards!!

Waltstein's wild voice echoed across the battlefield, and now he heard a loud cheer that seemed to wipe it out. As the voice echoed to the core of the body, Scarsaha nodded with her eyes rounded.

"Okay. Lucy! I'll take care of this. I want you to do everything you can to protect them."

"Wow, are you serious? I can't do this! I can't!!

"No, but nobody complains to you. But if you can protect the people who are here now, it's just you. Don't forget."

"Ugh... I see. I'll do my best!"

Lucy whispered and repeated her vocal practice to buff as many soldiers as she could.

When Scarsaha tried to stir up the orc herd and headed to the front line, the attack of the Demons attacking the defense line without putting their hair in it became intense. It is only natural that our power has fallen relative to ours.

Lucy tried to sing contemporary magic in a hurry to keep it bad... but as soon as she remembered it and calmed her breath, she stared at the cane she held in her hand.

Before going on the journey, it was a cane (cowmood-gee) that Leonardo gave me personally. Speaking of which, an orphan, a whore's daughter is a treasure to me. The words of Scarsaha, who said that he would leave it here, echoed repeatedly in his head. Just listening to their names will bring down people from all over the world. These people are counting on me.

Looking up, Lucy took a big breath and began singing politely (battle song), recalling the teachings of Scarsaha, so that she wouldn't miss a single sound. As the crystal-clear singing echoed through the battlefield, the soldiers felt like a force springing up from the bottom of their minds.

Lucy's singing helped restore Kawara's defenses, but the brave army was still at a disadvantage. In the first place, there is too much difference in power between humans and oaks. Soon after a little distraction, the front was brittle enough to collapse.

However, as soon as such breakdowns occurred everywhere, backup fire flew from nowhere and the front was maintained. With Guillaume's precise firing, Orc's march was under control.

He fought behind the line of defense, without a single step, from where he repeatedly fired fast shots. His shooting was almost unprepared, and he had no idea what he was doing beside him. If you think you heard a single shot, it would be normal to think you're seeing a magic trick because more than a dozen bullets are actually flying.

Lucy's Battle Song also worked, and when the defense line finally calmed down, Waltstein, who was in command, came and worked for him.

"Let's do it. Thank God you're here. I'm sorry I told you about my children."

"Chi... uhh!"

Guillaume looks upset. If it were true, I would have wanted to go with Scarsaha to rescue the Phoenix. Waltstein said so.

"Don't be unfaithful. You wanted to go to Feng's back too, so you took the trouble to stay? Thanks to you, I was saved. I'm fine here, so if you want to go that way, you can do it."

"Shit! That's not true... I can't do much where I went."

And Guillaume frowned between his eyebrows, and said with regret.

"My modern magic (qualia) is bean cannon. That's why it hardly works for orcs. As you can see, my shooting can scare the demons, but it won't stop me. They're all soldier rifles or spears."

"What!? I see....."

If you look carefully after he told you, there was certainly no orc that fell in his shot. His precise shooting hit the demon's eyes and temples, and the soldiers seemed to be stabbing him from close range in the scary gap.

Nevertheless, Guillaume doesn't seem to like it, but this must be enough work. In the first place, if he doesn't frighten the demons, the soldiers won't even get close. Waltstein leans his neck to wonder what he doesn't like so much.

"... he knew that, so he dared to turn me back. But how can I get out on the front line? The more hands and feet, the more burdensome he is."

You cared about that... against his appearance, he's an unexpectedly naïve boy. Waltstein wanted to encourage him to say no, but I thought that bad comfort would hurt him.

I see. Then do a great job here. Thanks to you, my life has been saved, and all the soldiers are doing what they think they are. "

Guillaume, who had a difficult face with wrinkles between his eyebrows, heard it, moving his eyebrows with a twitch.

"Hmm... I won't do that without being told. You're not selling oil here either, so take command of the army. You must be the commander."

Hmm. You're the little brat... okay. Well, here's what I asked for. "

That's what Waltstein said when he tried to leave. Suddenly, from behind them... thump!! Guillaume looked back in surprise as a roar shook the ground.

You can see soldiers with unusually long barrels of rifle-like weapons in the rear shelling position. Because the barrel was too long, I couldn't stand up and shoot, and it looked like I was shooting while I was lying down with the barrel on the ground.

When that muzzle sparkles, it's the same as before! The sound rang, and the fired bullets fell between the orcs, opening a big hole in the ground. The impact disrupted the balance of several orcs, where the soldiers on the front line flew in unison.

"... what is that?

When Guillaume was alone, Waltstein, who had not yet left, stopped.

"Oh, that's a prototype of a large caliber rifle for the Gods. Simply put, between the cannon and the infantry gun. The priests won't be able to heal as long as they have the strength, so I put it on a trump card for the time of need. But as you can see, the recoil is too big to hit temporarily first. I couldn't defeat the priest without a direct hit, so I was left useless after all. I can't believe it's useful to be here...."

"You idiot! If there is such a thing, why didn't you tell me from the beginning!!???

As Waltstein explained, all of a sudden Guillaume looked bright red and shouted. When he asked me, I answered... Waltstein looked upset, but Guillaume flew away to the shelling site.

"Oooh! Get out of the way."

The artillery watched the boy who suddenly came and behaved like a great man. I wonder where the children got mixed up in this fierce battlefield... and they tried to catch up on Guillaume.

Do what he says.

The artillery was surprised to see the commander coming, and carefully carried it through Guillaume. He pushed down the soldier who was peeking into the portal of the large calibre rifle and took the rifle, and he turned the portal to the star at the end of the unusually long barrel. And slowly pulling the trigger.....

Shit!! With the vibration, the long barrel jumped up like a joke. A flame erupted from the muzzle, and a bullet flew. While Guillaume was about to flip over, he pressed down the barrel that jumped like a pot horse. It seemed like a miracle that he didn't flip over like a child by shooting at the large caliber rifle, which would have been longer than his height if he had succeeded.

But the miracle appeared in a clearer way. The bullets he shot cut the air and ran through the battlefield. Soon, as that fierce mass of energy reached the front, it captured the face of an oak that approached terribly accurately.

Moments, bread! I made a noise and the oak's forehead broke in half, as if it were a watermelon split, and I smashed the contents.

And the miracle isn't over yet. The bullet pierced the orc's head with a single blow and stuck it right behind another orc, still without losing energy. And he also penetrated the body of the orc, and sacrificed the orc with two or three more.

The artillery was stunned by the sight of multiple orcs in a single blow. Soldiers across the line of defense don't know what happened, but they're lucky to cheer anyway.

You don't think that's possible without a shot, but Guillaume is the one who can do it. The status of this world is not an absolute value, but a correction, or buff. Originally, the shooter's skill was 100 percent, and he was clever enough to target separate targets with both hands (double-handed), so he was corrected with high DEX, so it was impossible to hit him no matter how cluttered he was.

He lamented that his abilities were low, but just because the subject of comparison was strange, he had long ceased to be human. Guillaume didn't notice it, pressed down the jumping barrel, looked for the lever to empty the casing, and noticed that it wasn't there anywhere.

"Ah... it's an advance ceremony."

In order to be so powerful, I guess I couldn't have done a bad job on the barrel. He grabbed the cane in an attempt to pull out the casing and tried to go round the gun.

However, the moment he tried to do so, the rifle that had been mounted on the soil was removed and a replacement rifle was installed there. Looking back surprisingly, the artillery was lined up with another rifle. Just now, the empty casing of the rifle he shot was being scratched out by another artillery.

"... you're smart."

He lay down on the ground and pulled another trigger for a large caliber rifle. The bullet fires, holds down the jumping barrel, and the rifle that finished shooting is immediately cleared and the next rifle is sent.

Thus, by their improvisation, the approaching orcs were cleared up at an incredible speed.