Kuro no Maou

Did you see that look like a dream or a phantom?

"That girl..."

It was almost another week ago when we headed to the village of Iles to carry out Operation Scorched Earth and attacked enemy scouts.

I do remember that there were seven scouts in all, and only one of them looked like a girl dressed out of place.

She survived the rock wall blocking the street, but she ran away and should have been engulfed in Fiona's flaming magic ahead of her and burned with no bodies left.

But the girl, who was supposed to be dead, carried a bow on her blonde twin tail, as she remembered it, and appeared on the edge of my sight.

But the moment I noticed her, I took a direct hit of 'Thunder Arrow (Rhine Sagitta)' and fell from the top of Marutai to the river and disappeared as it was, so it was only a really short amount of time that I got into my eyes.

"Wrong look, no, but sure-"

In the Rhone River, which already flows in the front, there is no shadow of the mercenaries rather than what she looks like.

Recklessly, they have stormed without any support from the Crusaders, taking many victims and fleeing just now.

At first, it seemed that we had prepared a marutai for crossing the river, but there was no dramatic change in the speed of crossing, something like a beat plate substitution.

It just seemed more likely that being shot by 'Thunder Arrow (Rhine Sagitta)' would help without drowning.

But it has no effect on the war situation, and now the shelling, once stopped, is starting again, as if it were different from them.

"I can't help thinking about that girl now."

What I saw was an instant, it was still just a mistake, a mistake, or a possibility of twins or someone else's aerial resemblance.

What I should think about is not that unanswered question, but dealing with the impending shelling in front of me.

"The enemy is retreating, and this one is pulling up in a hurry!

Pay attention to the fireballs, magicians cover them with defensive magic (shields) as much as possible!

Copy that, the adventurers deployed before the fence with the voices of begin to evacuate to the Alliance simultaneously.

"Hold on tight! If this blows up, we're done!

I saw Mr. Mo and two goblins pull a trolley with a machine gun in a big hurry.

Machine guns aren't fixed, you were right to put them on the trolley in advance so they could move.

This is how you can store it in your guild and protect it when it's shelled.

"What's the damage?

Listen to reports through the inherent magic (extra) of Lily's psychosensitivity (telepathy).

Don't be too convenient to be hands-free and have two-way communication at all.

The answer to my query got right into my head.

"There's one dead, three seriously wounded, and dozens of minor wounded, but with healing, we can all return to the front immediately."

"Well, hurry up and give him a hand."

Another victim came out of one of my people.

Even without hearing the report, I watched as the enemy mercenary unleashed an arrow through one of the adventurers who stood unluckily in front of the fence.

Perhaps it was fired at me, shooting demon bullets (Barrett Arts).

I don't care if you fly to me as you aim... I regret it, but I can't sink my heart with it.

Because now you have to keep fighting for him, who took the arrow instead of me.

I mourn those who have died in this battle only after it is all over.

"But it looks like they were really abandoned pawns."

Enough to clap for being too repellent.

I don't know the details of what kind of thoughts I have on my enemies and what kind of assault maneuvers I've made mercenaries do that I think are futile, but I feel sorry for somewhere.

That's why I don't have any mercy on those who come across this river.

Thus, the shelling only continued on this day, with no further attacks, and the line of defense was safely protected for the third day as well.

"It appears that the Cypriot mercenary regiment has been destroyed, with 21 returning alive, starting with the Cypriot Captain, all the original constituents missing"

In Sister Sylvia's report, Knolls, commander of the Crusader Occupy Force, grinned.

"Well, don't freshen up when you don't look at that nigga-faced kid's face anymore."

Knolls was ordered to accompany Cardinal Mercedes directly, a frigid group that became a Cypriot mercenary regiment that had long been neglected.

If you hired him because you thought you needed him yourself, you still can't honestly be convinced that he just told you to take him with you, with no clear meaning or purpose.

Besides, Cyprus, which leads the regiment, would not have had to be a short-tempered and stubborn Knolls to have a character, a good relationship, that looked like a joke.

"But is it good that I used it so lightly that I threw it away?

Didn't you deceive me by asking for little information about the village's defenses? "

I asked the mercenary regiment to attack the village, and when I asked Cyprus, the leader of the regiment, to reply with two replies, OK. Fortunately, this was a contract without revealing any information about the demon clan showing harsh resistance, including the 'demon attack'.

"Under Cardinal Mercedes, he just told me to take him to the continent of Pandora and not to go home alive."

"Isn't that a trick?

"No, as long as I'm accompanied on the treatment, as usual, I take the word that I don't mind treating mercenaries the same way I hired them.

This is how I got my job done and destroyed, nothing's wrong. "

In the end, Knolls didn't know what Cardinal Mercedes thought and ordered the mercenary regiment to accompany him, but he was able to dispose of a troublesome group of people who had difficulty handling them beautifully and refreshingly, without worrying about anything extra at the earliest possible time, and he was happy to hide it.

"Really, how about the mercenaries who came back alive?

"Throw it away, I just want to say, but I also have trouble getting into trouble later.

Pay as promised, then let them all go home.

It's a mercenary charm to stand around wisely. With all those eyes, I'll be happy to go home, judging that this battlefield has no flavor. "

"Okay, so"

Sylvia just finished the order on the spot and handed it to one of the soldiers she had refrained from.

Now Knolls is right, the order will be executed, this side, the employer, will pay the money as contracted, there will be no problems with the mercenaries.

"But that ‘demon' attack is still troublesome"

Frowning Knolls, he saw the crucible that crucified the mercenaries who stormed in today's battle without bitterness, and realized its power once again.

"Given that you were still shooting with no problems today, it turns out you're not a particularly limited number or time-limited type."

The number and time limits Sylvia says are not about the number of bullets or the barrel that can withstand shooting.

It is a strong limitation of a more magical connotation in this other world.

For example, as Lily can return to her original appearance only on the night of the full moon, there are many magic that have ‘time’ constraints that cannot be exerted unless at that time, such as a particular time, period, season, or star twist.

In the same way, the limit on the number of times means that certain catalysts and magic devices (magic items) will be consumed and, to some extent, rendered unusable again.

However, the tougher those time limits, the more magical effects they exert, so I didn't think Sylvia, the person at the time of the statement, was likely to fall under any circumstances, no matter how powerful the crucible fire was, the more onerous that limitation was.

If I insist, it is only to the extent that the perception has once again solidified that it is something that can be handled without so much effort, just like the magic we normally use.

"Um, if it's finished magic with no special drawbacks, then it's still best to challenge it with the right method.

More importantly, there are still an overwhelming number of soldiers left here.

And that attack was temporarily interrupted for dozens of minutes, which means it's impossible to keep firing forever. "

"Well, perhaps that interval is an essential part of continuing to exercise magic.

Seriously, if you repeat it twice, three times, it should increase the amount of interval time you need, and if you don't think about this damage, it's quite possible to push it off in numbers. "

Although there is no definitive evidence, Knolls also gives his consent because he understands that it is a convincing answer given the circumstances and the magical Theory.

"Oh, speaking of which, what happened to the reinforcement story that Bishop Gregorius sent?

I recall furthermore the existence of a letter stating that I had sent reinforcements on the basis of the 'prophecy' I had received before.

"There are no reports that such troops have arrived or are approaching.

If the word that you really sent reinforcements isn't a lie, you seem to be going a lot more relaxed. "

"Well, I don't care either way, 'cause I don't want to keep the odd troops on hand, it's more convenient not to come"

"Really? Either way, no new troops will arrive here by the next attack."

"Well, next attack, huh?"

Reacting to the word, Knolls put a fierce carnivorous grin on its stern face.

"Tomorrow, no, it's the day after tomorrow, ready to cross the river and strike again.

The five-day hiatus is a critical time to catch up with both the demons they let go. "

Knolls' grin was also mixed with his original joy at ravaging the Demon Nation, as well as his joy at being able to avenge his opponent, who once licked his spicy acid.

"-Fu, now it's time to eradicate that abominable demonic clan"

The next day, the 5th of the month of the first fire.

The mercenaries never stormed me recklessly that day, as they did yesterday, and just fireball shelling without getting tired of me, and there was no movement in the Crusaders.

Due to repeated shelling, some of the barbed wire was blowing up or the fence was about to collapse, so I went out to repair it.

He seems to have acquiesced in what thoughts there are, and I can say that the repair work went smoothly, as long as the falling fireballs were excluded.

I really wanted to keep this defensive line reinforced with blackening as well as a guild, but I have no choice but to leave it there because Mo can't shape the 'perpetual (etanity)' procedure and can't sustain the effect.

And then thanks to the shelling (?), the underground passage of the preprepared escape and supply routes has become an unexpected activity.

If it was just an infantry-only attack, as on the first day, we would have talked about just loading supplies off the table in the first place, never using them as a supply route, but it would have been different if the enemy had unilaterally shelled them from a distance.

No matter how many underground passages you call it, they can be made of camouflaged trenches, so long as the fireballs don't fall from the top of the passage, they keep out the flames. Besides, I can hide the supply unit, so I don't have to worry about getting sniped.

It can be transported in the middle of the night when the shelling stops, but it still doesn't make any difference that the eyes of enemy surveillance are shining, so we are safely and securely replenishing them using the underground passage.

Nevertheless, it is an utterly abominable shelling, but the adventurers who stand on the guild do not get even that Vulcan one of their grievances, and they all make wonders and adults.

The more unquenchable the dissatisfaction, the more impotent it was, but I was prepared to ambush the shelling unit, but apparently I ended up just worried.

With that in mind, I took another two hours of sleep this day to finish the day.

Then comes the day when the night dawns and the Crusaders are ready to cross the river and set it as a total attack.

Alsace defense battle, the 6th of the month of the first fire destined for its settlement begins.