Kuro no Maou

Lie on the roof of your guild and wait for your enemies to enter the village.

There are seven opponents, and this one is all rank three or more adventurers and wins the number.

Within the details of the power of the war,

"Element Master" - my party consisting of black wizards, fairies, witches and three magicians.

"Vulcan Power" - A Rank 4 party of three warriors, one archer, one magician, all led by Vulcan, all made up of the Beast clan.

A rare party of the same race, same sex, same class, and three sisters, rank three, composed of three female archers of "Princess Sanhong" -Elf.

Other two oak warriors in solo action (solo), one skeleton mage, one slime bandit

First name.

That's a total of fifteen.

The enemy's detailed prowess and so on is unknown, but if it is a regular scout force, no matter how high it is estimated, it does not extend to a Rank 3 Adventurer Party.

Successful ambushes make it possible to wipe out enough opponents without sacrificing one.

All of us are only in a cooperative relationship temporarily, and we won't be able to work together enough to demonstrate teamwork, but it's not enough to worry about operational failure before we have the numbers, the strength, the preemptive attacks, and the favorable conditions like this one.

The adventurers have already been placed and are now waiting for the enemy to arrive.

"I hope it works out."

"We're all working on it! It's okay!

This time, my role is as a rear guard, there are many avant-gardes I can rely on no matter what you say, and this is where I'm going to get backup shooting from behind the magician's Theory Street.

Actually, I'm more aware of snipers (snipers) than backguards.

So Lily next door is the observer (spotter).

Hollywood movies and all that makes lonely snipers work alone, but they basically act in pairs of snipers (snipers) and observers (spotters).

"Oh, we have to do our best to make the operation a success."

Pull yourself together, if we can successfully end the scouts here, it will also create some confidence in me.

Even if it's a sniper for the unpopular inhabitants of different worlds in the first place, I can't imagine anything more than a hunter ambushing animals and monsters when hunting, and I see distrust eyes in my position where I could be far from the battlefield.

But the quickest way to understand is to show the usefulness of a sniper here than to explain it by mouth.

The Crusaders do not appear to be particularly responsive to sniping because at a glance they can see the difference in class.

In short, we can snipe from the great guy.

And with my demon bullet (Barrett Arts) and hitting accuracy, even in a world where there's no such thing as a sniper rifle, it should be capable of powerful sniping in contemporary order, well, this is the first time I've done it.

Besides, Lily also has a handy intrinsic magic (extra) that comfortably supports my sniping.

One of them is a light sphere as clear as glass floating in front of me.

If you go through this, you can zoom in on the far view, it's like a telescope. No, in this case, let's say it's a scope replacement for a sniper gun.

No matter how much modified enhancement gives you 2,0 oversight, it can't extend to the telescopic capability of the scope.

For me without the magic of enhancing my eyesight, such as Eagle Eye (Hawk Eye), these kinds of support are truly appreciated.

Lily can then perform all the roles that the original observer (spotter) assumes, such as grasping the surrounding situation, communicating orders, and in some cases eliminating approaching enemies.

In addition to this scope, psychosensitivity (telepathy) allows for immediate transmission and, in addition, real-time reflection of what Lily sees to me.

Worst of all, if Lily is forced from behind by her enemies, she shoots the laser like a submachine gun and hives her opponent.

"... should Lily have put it on the front line?

I can't help thinking about it now.

I switch my mind and stare at the impending enemy forces.

"You're here."

As expected, enemy scouts continued on the northwest street, breaking into the village through the gates destroyed in the first raid.

As Sue, a slime bandit, said, there are certainly seven of them.

That white surcoat undisputed belongs to a crusader soldier, but only six of them are wearing that basic gear.

"Well, there's only one weird guy."

Soitz is a blonde twin-tailed girl, who only looks like a normal girl, but could have expected to be more like a mercenary or adventurer hired by the Crusaders than he is once carrying a bow and equipped with a breastplate.

Walking side by side with a dignified leader and a thoughtful figure indicates that she is not a Daedalus human being and a prisoner.

I'm curious, but I can't change it to an operation now, and I'm not going to.

As planned, let them all end up here.

"Operation initiated."

From the roof of the guild, Chrono fired a demon bullet created for long-range sniping towards the head of the squad leader walking at the beginning of the line.

Fiona told me the troop leader was an excellent soldier who was a junior but mastered both magic and martial arts, but he didn't have a single hand in preventing an entirely unexpected Chrono attack: sniping.

A black bullet with the same power as a real sniper rifle struck out the forehead of the squad captain with brilliant dimensions.

That signals the beginning of the operation to the adventurers lurking around.

"Let's go, Teme. Hey, don't let one get away with it!!

Vulcan, who is in charge of the Great Sword, roars and cuts ahead.

"It's an enemy attack! Watch out, they're ambushing us!!

I lost my troop leader, but this scout unit seems to consist of well-trained and experienced soldiers, surprised only by the surprise of the ambush, but all immediately descended their horses and took a combat stance.

If the opponent was just a human or a force pushing bandit, the best solution was to run the horse straight through without having to deal with him.

"Evil Wall (Death Woldefan)"

A skeleton magician blocked the front boulevard with intermediate-range defensive magic,

"Stone Shield (Terra Sildo)"

Fiona blocked the rear.

Before and after the scouts saw the emergence of a defensive magic wall in the form of a complete blockade of Chase, leaving them no choice but to respond on this occasion.

Neither the Evil Wall (Death Woldefan), the dark magic of modern magic (model) that Chrono sees for the first time, nor the Stone Shield (Terra Sildo), whose one-step effect is enhanced by Fiona's mighty magic, can be easily broken through.

Neither a single wall without black irregularities blocking the front, nor a rocky wall that can be blocked like a cliff blocking the rear, nor the height at which you can jump over with a horse, no matter how you look at it, nor the soldiers immediately decided that it would be difficult to destroy defensive magic directly, and decided to be prepared to return the ambush troops on this occasion.

(Unlike all the hipsters who attacked Iles, he's well trained)

Vulcan does not move by surprise, and is secretly impressed by seeing crusader soldiers in an instant response position.

I don't think it's going to end easily, but I didn't even think as much as dew that their destiny to follow the path of total annihilation would cover it, just because it's not ‘easy’.

(Hang on, what is that kid?

At the edge of his sight, he shows a girl who has not yet descended from her horse and is unarmed.

"Wow! Lots of stuff coming!?

How rushed she was by the sudden raid, the girl seems to have inadvertently pulled the reins, and she is thrown out of its back lightly by the clap of the horse being rammed.

"Ugh! Ouch! I hit him in the head!"

Seeing as the unusual whether to even do such a rank 1 adventurer,

(For now, it's up to that kid to take you prisoner)

Vulcan thinks, at the same time, the other adventurers seemed to share the exact same sentiment, with a secret focus on her.

Krono said, "We're all going to end this," but it's not a one-time battle to kill them all, it's to take prisoners and kill them, including to the point where they get the information.

Chrono's words were naturally understandable to them who made rough business, but when it came to showing their willingness to kill spent prisoners without any hesitation, it could be said that at the earliest he was not in the spirit of ‘normal high school students’.

Do you know that or not, but now Chrono, as an adventurer, calmly laid out what he was supposed to accomplish, that is, the aim of the demon bullet for his next target?

"Oops, Teme seems the strongest, fuck him"

"Damn, you licking, low-brain demon clan!!

Vulcan instantly spotted the most armoured of the five soldiers, with the exception of the captive candidate girl, as the troop leader collapsed and stormed abruptly.

Vulcan wields a giant sword as long as his height, and the opposing soldier puts' Arm Strength (Forth B-St) 'on himself to resist the impending giant body.

"" Flash (Slash)!

Wolf adventurers and human soldiers, the martial arts rolling out to each other are the same, dramatically increasing the power of slaughter by sword 'Flash (Slash)'

But naturally, the same martial arts make a difference, just as the same magic makes a difference in power by the operator.

"Ha ha! You took a good blow, don't you think?

The result was Vulcan's overthrow, not even a second's imminent, and the soldier was blown a few meters and rolled down the ground.

No matter how much strength is gained by 'arm strength enhancement (Forth B-St)', there was no reason to overturn the difference between a powerless category of humans and a superior werewolf (Warwolf), who is also a good Vulcan of flying off gatai.

On top of that, there was also too much difference in performance as a weapon in the favorite sword that Vulcan, rank 4, put the most money and effort into, to the extent that it was one grade above the type commonly used.

The soldier, as he put it, should be praised for having endured a good blow.

"Bucket of shit."

"Come on, get up. I can't believe it's over, can I?

Vulcan, who bears the Great Sword on his shoulder and slowly walks forward in front of the soldier, from this overwhelmingly dominant situation, had given priority to his own pleasure in crossing the blade with the slightly stronger than his goal of prompt annihilation.

It's one of his bad habits of scorning goals at times, but it was there that the members of the party were well supportive, and because they knew it, they could fully ‘have a good fight’.

"That extra time is life!

Thunder Arrow!!

"Whoa!?

The soldier finishes the chant instantly and unleashes his attack magic towards the Vulcan, which is still a few meters away.

but no matter how short it is, chanting takes more than a second, that's all the time and the Rank 4 adventurer has a single shot, and there's no wack that can't prevent lower attack magic.

"Oh, my God, you can't even use Omae magic. Hehe, you're so clever poor."

With an instant shield of swords as wide as a single board, Vulcan was thunderproof.

"I told you, I can't afford that!

A soldier who had already stood up throws everything in his hand thoughtfully.

Vulcan saw a flying object like a flying red stone crush and instantly understood what the sole was.

"I'm not dead!" Cremation Burial (Ignis Ouvablast) "!!

The moment a soldier screams, the flames explode.

A flame spreading radially from the heart swallows the Vulcan giant, blasting and black smoke.

Intermediate Range Attack Magic "The Burial of Fire (Ignis Ouvablast)" is not as magical as a scout crew is mastered, however good it may be, because if it is, he has to change his class as a magician.

What he threw and used was not just a stone or a grenade, a magic fixture (magic item) with the effect of a single shot of 'Burial of Fire (Ignis Auvablast)'.

Items with such a one-time magical effect are not rare, but are not cheap enough to be obtained in large quantities, and require considerable skill and only marginal magic to be used.

This magic apparatus was personally held by soldiers instead of amulets and was not paid to crusader soldiers.

Whatever the origin, Vulcan found that the thing thrown at him was a magic fixture with instant attack magic.

But knowing and preventing it is yet another matter.

The soldier knew overwhelmingly that he was inferior in arm strength without even taking the first blow, but he was convinced that he could defeat it using a magic tool that could also be called this back hand.

What seemed fortunate to him was that Vulcan was not wearing thick, heavy armor with a mobility focus.

If it is hardened by systemic bees, the likelihood of being fatally injured even in common steel will diminish, and expensive stuff with added defensive magic effects will almost certainly prevent it.

But with Vulcan's wrapped clothing and thin one-breasted armor alone, it is impossible to withstand the heat that surrounds that entire body without gaps.

"Now stop it, you bugger..."

The soldier steps forward with a long sword containing in an earlier blow.

Neither does he believe that this attack killed the Resilient Vitality Demon Clan, but he has done enough damage to take away his fighting power.

But unfortunately he doesn't know, how could a man named Vulcan raise the rank of Adventurer to four?

"You have a good mon inside. Right, so, that's it?

Vulcan walked out of the black smoke, carrying the sword just as he did earlier.

The clothes and armor were only slightly coaled, and the body was intact, no matter how it looked.

"Hey why...... no way, healing magic!?

"Half right, but that's the secret. Bye."

Vulcan's intrinsic magic (extra) and automatic healing (auto heel) have the effect of only letting him name "immortal".

But it wasn't that resilience that prevented the heat that hit the Vulcan at this time.

"Co-o-o-o-o-o-o-o."

It was a great sword that ‘eats' magic by raising creepy roars.

If you're a fairly skilled adventurer of what you call a "secret," you'll soon know who the sword is.

At least if you realize that this white plate-shaped sword is made of giant monster fangs, not steel that houses a dull gloss, you can understand that it is a weapon that houses the abilities of the monster you were born with.

The name of this great sword is "Tooth Sword/Bad Eating," the identity of the monster that will be the material is "Bad Eating Warcraft (Chaos Eater)," rank 4 for young children and rank 5 for adults, a warcraft with comparable power to a powerful dragon.

"Bad Eating Warcraft (Chaos Eater)" has the same 'Bad Eating' as its name, an inherent magic (extra) that magic would ‘eat’ or absorb in any form.

In other words, it is virtually impossible to defeat it by attack magic, nor can that attack be prevented by defensive magic, the worse the healing magic is even inhaled in one breath.

There is no better way to crusade this than to attack using reinforced magic that acts directly on your own flesh and using only your physical power.

Attack methods are limited to pure power, and therefore rank Monster Hazard Rank 5.

Vulcan's Great Sword is a magical weapon that can be completely neutralized if you die and become a single fang and live in its unique magic (extra), and have intermediate magic in one swing.

Vulcan, a warrior of high strength, combined with his ability to disable magic by "Tooth Sword/Bad Eating," made him a high ranked adventurer.

"No secret explanation because it's troublesome, think slowly in the afterlife."

Thus, he approached with a high-speed step that capitalized on the dexterity of the werewolf, breaking his wife's hand and slashing the soldier intact.