Kyuuketsu Hime wa Barairo no Yume o Miru

Aside from the northern White Dragon Mountains, the prairie occupies the south-east of the city of Ara.

The flat terrain of various streets, large and small, as a transportation hub, was much appreciated for those who travelled, but there was no shelter or detour that was the main one, too much view, and there was little place for small craftsmen other than a bump from the front when it came to a lot of fighting.

"... is the trench full? I wish I had at least a hippo digging a ditch."

While watching the enemy cavalry (rider) on the beast-shaped demon, Deputy Guild Commander Garte was alone with a bitter face.

However led by the Great King (the Orgy King), I thought I would leave it to my instincts to monsters, without thinking about it, to come this way uniquely (shudderly), but unexpectedly the movement of a controlled group of enemies took its original outlook off.

The plan is to dig trenches and lurk ambushes, first with bows and arrows from a distance and an attack with a stone thrower towards a group of enemies attacking them as a group, and where the enemy is confused, a magician or spiritualist hiding in the trenches makes a magical medium-range attack.

Here, as escorts in the same trenches, adventurers waiting for a few pop up and attack individually divided enemies.

Where there was enough confusion, we put in a regular army unit of Tiger Boy and aim at the neck of the Great King (the Orgy King) at once - this was the operation, but apparently the cavalry (the rider) allowed us to enter this pocket at once and seal up bows and arrows and magic, where the main unit slipped in and brought ourselves into an overwhelmingly advantageous white soldier battle.

"- Hopefully, before I let him near me, I'll manage to finish with a bow and arrow and a magician."

I have no field experience, so I entrusted myself with all this command, and thinking of the guild chief who is on the front line as a one-mage, Deputy Guild Chief Garte swallowed a bitter spit.

and that gaze was on the discerning face that was among a bunch of armed adventurers, urochiring in front of the operational command post - the tent spread over the meadows - reflexively stopping its opponent.

"Hey, kid!

"Yes!

Called opponents - Joey accidentally takes an upright immobility position on the spot.

"What are you doing, you?!"

deputy guild chief Garte as he walked up to Joey's sight with a hint of

"Also, of course, to take part in the monster interception!

"Ha? You must still be F-ranked. There's no mandatory mobilisation order under the E-rank, is there?

"... yes, but I can't watch you shut up at a time like this. Even I can wave my sword!

"My foot is fine. Kids like you, get the hell out of here!

Decide to be a child's selfish and throw up in an irritable tone.

"... where are you going away? Isn't the city shelter full of women, children, old people, people who can't fight anymore? If we lose here, they'll be eaten by monsters too, won't they?

"Ugh...!

Deputy Guild Commander Garte shut up when he was given a picture.

Indeed, the vast majority of adventurers, so to speak, more than D-rank, took part in this operation in accordance with the Alliance's compulsory mobilisation decree, but their number was 7,000. 500 more troops stationed. Though there are 3,000 more citizen prostitutes than there are 2,500 total 10,000 and about 7,000 enemies, Theory is the least three times as many to deal with monsters.

The current situation is overwhelmingly undernumbered.

At this time, it was the truth that I wanted to borrow it, both with the hands of cats and with the bones of horses.

"... but hey, kid, you're still young. Nobody's complaining about you running away."

With that said, Joey gave a strange look like a weeping laugh.

"That's what Mr. Meer told me earlier, and I was pissed off."

"Meer..."

For Deputy Guild Chief Garte, who was single until this year, he was like a daughter, and I told him many times to sour his mouth to evacuate even before this operation began, but he should still be coordinating supplies and ambulance teams somewhere in this place without trying to ask.

"- And," Joey chuckled lightly. "This morning, Hiyuki showed her face."

"... Mmm."

Deputy Guild Commander Garte, who hears the name and faces it. After all, Scarlet Snow remains disappeared after that, and as declared, he doesn't seem to be going to help this one in any way.

"He said, 'Joey, you're weak, so you can take me with you, Mr. Meer, and get away with it,' which is really an extra favor. I don't know if I can count on that."

"Mmm... I'm a businessman, but I agree with you."

"I can't do that - no, I can't. Don't even run away from him. 'Because of this, I'm looking in the special seat' or something. I'm talking about it. Then I have to step forward so the mold doesn't get to him!

To Joey, who said with determination, 'The person you fell in love with is a hell of a lot more silly thing,' Deputy Guild Manager Garte swallowed the word when he saw the boy's expression, faintly loosening his eyes and mouth.

- The kid said he had a face full of men.

"Kid... no, Joey. We're adventurers, think about surviving this operation. Not to mention you have two people to worry about that way!

"I know!

Joey responds well and joins a bunch of adventurers early enough.

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"... I don't know if I'm going to run out of women's profits about this."

I overheard the conversation between Deputy Guild Director Garte and Joey through a bypass made by the Devil's Eye (Evil Eye).

I wonder if it's an unacceptable experience...?

"What have you done, Princess?

Returning to his original figure of the Golden Dragon (Naga Raja), Heavenly Heaven (Tennoi), who was floating far above the battlefield with me on board, asks suspiciously, but he answers nothing and looks down.

It will only look like sesame seed grain to the human eye, but it even looks clear to my personal face right now.

"Which one do you think will win, Heavenly?

"I guess it's a demon," Heavenly assured me lightly. "It's not going to be a problem at all with that degree of difference in weapons and numbers. We can see the loss of power."

"Yeah...... well I guess I agree. If the human side is going to win, the original number is up, so there are 20,000 adventurers who can fight regardless of their E or G rank, even women and children will have to mobilize and push in an overwhelming number to punch in the firepower where they stopped their movement."

Well, there will be quite a few victims in that case.

"But that guild leader can't make that decision."

"Right. If you have to, you have to sacrifice 50 people to help 100 people, and you're the type to kill all of them trying to help 99 out of 100 people."

I like it as an individual, but it's totally out of the question as something to stand on.

I gave him more or less all those tips, but the only way to use me is to appeal to emotions - for example, to give priority to gathering information about the 'Loss Century', or ostensibly to bond with us in the back while pledging allegiance to the country - at a stage when I couldn't do that, I had to be seen as disqualified as a negotiator.

"A human being is a fool."

In a lifetime of blatant contempt, I wondered if I was still a contented person. No, I haven't been aware of it lately, but I was wondering if my appearance and environment might be affecting me.

"Well, it's funny because there's so much going on."

Then, fu, he spoke softly to the beholden face in a group of moving humans.

"I gave you some advice, Joey. But you chose it after all."

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I don't remember how many monsters I slashed anymore.

At first, the front line was holding up, but where the firepower was interrupted, it was finally broken by enemy cavalry (riders), and then corresponded with Jiriziri down the front line, but only when people were separated and fighting the monsters individually.

Without knowing what was going on with the battlefield and where his allies were, Joey was also fighting with his people, but when only one fell, two were eaten, and one again... he was alone when he realized.

Run on the battlefield holding a long, bloody sword and slash the enemies you occasionally meet.

'Keep your distance and keep it in your sight!

"It's easy to avoid because the movement is linear and big-time, and after you shake it, it's full of gaps because you'll lose your posture"

"You can't hit a monster's reflex nerve with a visible attack like that."

"Seeing your opponent's movements and not attacking him from himself except Feint"

It just moved like I was taught just a few days ago and I am surprisingly able to cross over with my enemies to Matomo myself.

But still, the enemy's attacks wounded Joey's body little by little, draining him significantly more health each time he fought.

At that time, a great ghost (Auga) appeared in front of him.

"- Shit! By stopping by."

Read the trajectory of the giant Battlestick (Mace) wielded with the roar and swing it backstep, aiming at the outstretched arm and waving down the long sword.

But I guess my strength was coming to a limit, the sword stayed just to cut the meat lightly, and now the angry Great Ghost (Auga) Battlestick (Mace) was wielded by a crossbow and crossed with Joey's sword protruding at the same time.

At the next moment, Joey's eyes looked around him looking for a long sword away from his hand and a dazzling eye, with his neck stabbed with a long sword and a great ghost (Auga) falling down, as the body of a boy who had been flown like a bollocks rolled down the ground, forcing his consciousness back to be about to break.

"... I did... but I guess I'm at my limit, too"

Let's break 5-6 bones with the impact of a beating.

I also ran out of my remaining health.

You won't be able to fight anymore when the next enemy shows up.

"... Mr. Meer, Hyuki, I wonder if they've escaped safely..."

Squirting, Joey's lid slowly fell off.