Legend

Ray and Seto had reached above where the effects of the fire whirlwind were non-existent, with numerous casualties on the ground that could be described as burning, slaughtering or panicking each other in confusion.

Though he can see how things are on the ground, Rai, who has risen to such altitude that he cannot even discern the person's face rather than the person himself, strokes Seto's back and expands the list of mysteries to the back of his brain to retrieve the object of interest.

A being that only looks like a barrel from the outside. However, there was a large amount of garbage that had already been used at the blacksmith. Battle Axe exists only about half the sword broken by the body, or the tip of the sword, the missing spear on the tip of the tip, and half the blade. Some of them are like rusty knives, plus a large number of iron ore shards called scrap ore and debris that blacksmiths have decided they have no choice but to dispose of without use. Trash, though, was the only trash the blacksmith would throw away, and it was definitely dangerous to be stuck in it. A ray about 1 m in diameter, and still looking to the ground holding a barrel filled with contents with one hand.

Fire whirlwinds were still wielding their fierceness there, continuing to take the lives of the Bestian Imperial Army.

"Well, it's a finish"

While watching the ground, Ray takes his hand away from the barrel he had in his hand... naturally, the barrel falls straight to the ground. And the next moment I let go of my hand from the barrel, I repeat the act of removing the barrel from the mystering again and dropping it to the ground.

About five degrees of such an act, more than half of the barrels that fell to the ground were caught in a fire whirlwind and destroyed, and a bunch of blades that were packed inside were swallowed up by a fire whirlwind, causing that blade to dance in a tornado. Having checked the condition, Ray gently slaps Seto's neck and sends a signal, returning to the vanguard of the Royal Mileana Army without even confirming the result of dropping the barrel.

Around that time, the front lines of the Bestian Imperial Army were adding to the damage caused by the jammed barrels of dangerous material that Ray had dropped from above.

Countless blades, or shards of ore, are mixed in the fire whirlwind. They happen to be ejected outside the fire whirlwind through those who were distancing themselves from the fire whirlwind exactly like bullets, slashing them, destroying them, and taking their lives.

It is in such condition on the outside that not a single pile was swallowed up in the fire whirlwind.

Although they were drawn inside the first time a fire whirlwind was created, there were wizards who had managed to create a junction and outsmart it, or magic items that increased their defenses, and magic items that created a junction, but they could not help but breathe away while still not being able to move inside a fire whirlwind hundreds of meters per second to prevent fragments of a blade or shards of ore that could be described as countless bullets.

Since the fire whirlwind itself remained in one place without moving, the damage caused by the barrel thrown inside was not limited. Still, there's no way I can stay calm when I see a bullet-like blade released or shards of ore piercing those on my side to take their lives. Furthermore, the metal dissolved at temperatures above 1000°C becomes liquid and pours down, falling into the skin of those who are injured and unable to walk into the ground, and further screams of anguish are raised from those who are otherwise unable to even move.

Alternatively, the temperature rapidly cools and becomes solid under the influence of a blown out of the fire whirlwind, choosing and penetrating the body of those wearing armor other than metal, like leather armor. Those wearing metal armor had managed to prevent fatal injuries, but still could not kill the impact of hitting the armor and would easily pierce the body if it hit anywhere other than where it was covered in armor.

Huge fire whirlwind over 100m high. It was no exaggeration to describe the damage caused as an unmistakable disaster.

The end of the war was opened and the Royal Mireana Army and the Vestian Imperial Army were about to hit now. Shortly after that end of battle was opened, however, the Bestian Imperial Army side had been roughed up by the damage caused by a fire whirlwind that suddenly appeared in the central part of the front line of the Bestian Imperial Army. And naturally, it was the soldiers in general who were confused by this anomaly first. The adventurers have more or less experience of overcoming danger, know as a reality what magic can do, and the knights have been training battles from day to day. For this reason, the calm was maintained to such an extent that even if I was stunned by what was going on in front of me, I would not panic. But not the soldiers. Should I describe volunteers and conscripted soldiers as different, to be precise? Among the soldiers, those conducting combat training as a job succeed in recovering quickly while initially confused by the presence of a fire whirlwind. However, the highest number in the military are volunteers, including conscripts. Of course, some combat training was made available during this war, but that is only minimal and only for dealing with people at the same time. It is definitely not meant to deal with phenomena like natural disasters that are spreading in front of us.

For this reason, volunteers and conscripts threaten and confuse the difference of a fire whirlwind that holds flames in them. As a result, the Bestian Imperial Army would take extra time to settle the noise, and the damage was even more widespread.

Given that, the Royal Mireana Army is far less confused. Anyway, the fire whirlwind happened because it was not my own army, but the enemy army. Still, it is more than enough shock to stop the legs of those who were trying to attack the enemy as a front line, some of whom are afraid to notice the sight that spreads in front of them and are slipping out of their hips.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell. Ray, did you even imitate him like that?"

One of the more leading troops squeaks suddenly.

What is in its hands is a giant Battleax, a magic item so much that it is the name of a man's party.

"Mr. Elk! That..."

Three people show up trying to scratch those who have stopped walking and call out to the elk.

Elk nods small when he sees that the person who came to speak to him is one who is in deep contact with the one who caused the phenomenon that spreads in front of him.

"Oh, Miraine's right. It's probably Ray's fault.... I heard from Min that Ray was the owner of a mighty magic power, but I don't think so."

"I knew Ray would..."

"Oh. He said he would launch a pre-emptive strike to make sure there was as little damage over here as possible in order to do something about the Kings' unscrupulous plot..."

"Right. Uh, so... can we just watch it like this here?

To Miraine's words, Ekril the Archer, a party member who was right on his side, and Sulnin the Wizard nod.

No, not only that, but those who were around the elk similarly nod, and turn their gaze toward the most armed elk on this occasion.

But the elk, who was so gazed at, frowned upon with a difficult face.

"Even so. You want to go into that flaming tornado?

"Not at all."

Mileyne answers Elk's words almost reflexively. And those who were around them snort as well.

At any rate, even though the distance from the Vestian Imperial Army is still more than 1 km away at leisure, it is felt by the skin that the temperature is rising by a few degrees Celsius. That would mean that the place with the fire whirlwind is a scorching hell of a place where the temperatures are so cool in the middle of summer. Even if you go into a place like that, the damage just spreads in vain. That was the honest sentiment of those who included the elk on the front line.

Of all that, it should be said naturally, given my love for Seto, that the first thing I noticed about the existence flying in the sky was Miraine. I see a shadow winged and approaching from the side of the Vestian Imperial Army to the side of the Royal Mileana Army, and I scream.

"Seto!

Hearing the cry of Mileyne, and at the same time those who were around followed the direction of their gaze, there was certainly a figure of Griffon flying in the sky ahead. The shadow across his back is wrapped around a robe and carries a giant sickle. Seto and Ray are the obvious if you look at those who know. It was a combination that became so famous that there was no stranger in the city of Gilm.

"Good, Seto, you're safe... mmm...... Huh? Is that it?

Mileine squeaks unexpectedly when she sees Seto and exhales in relief, but sees three horsemen dragon knights approaching Seto flying through the sky.

Still lucky that the Dragon Knight hadn't acted in such a hostile manner as poking a spear at Seto? For this reason, at the sight of Mileyne and Elk, who are looking up from the ground, Seto goes with the dragon knights to the place where the leading central forces, the leaders of neutrals and aristocrats, are located.

"What do you mean, Mr. Elk?

Mireine asks unexpectedly to the elk next door, looking at Ceto surrounding her as if she were being taken.

Wouldn't an experienced elk in many ways know what happened? It was a question I mouthed with that in mind, but Elk is tilting his neck with a difficult face.

"Probably called to hear that explanation..."

Chirali, and Elk gazing at the fire whirlwind still raging in the central part of the front line of the Bestian Imperial Army.

It is understandable that bestian Imperial Army soldiers are walled and we do not know the details, but they still continue to cause more damage than flaming tornadoes still exist.

A soldier approached me with a loud voice from behind, nodding convincingly at Elk's such explanation, now discussing what to do.

"All armies, advance! Currently the Bestian Imperial Army is in disarray by that flaming tornado. Reduce the number of enemies by a little while now to narrow the power difference! However, don't go near the perimeter of that flaming tornado and go around from side to side to attack! Neutralists to the left wing of the enemy and nobles to the right wing of the enemy! Repeat, all units proceed!

Hearing the soldier's orders, the confused front-line troops soon move into action as well.

Each troop, party, or solo adventurer moves individually and marches in as big a detour as if poking the belly of the Bestian Imperial Army.

Of course, the Bestian Imperial Army side wasn't watching this in silence either. The commander, who was safe, was trying to gather those nearby and move them into action so that they could confront the Royal Mireana Army. But here again, the confusion of the volunteers pulls their legs and struggles to put the troops together.

And the Royal Mireana Army was attacked by such confusion over the Bestian Imperial Army.

Time returns a little, when Ray and Seto create a fire whirlwind to follow the positions of the Bestian Imperial Army and return to the Royal Mireana Army. One and one, who were about to rendezvous with the elks, notice three horsemen of dragon knights flying in the sky and approaching themselves.

"... allies, right?

You're from the side of the Royal Mireana Army, so it would be obvious that you're on your side. But the approaching dragon knights have a nervous look on their face somewhere, Ray asking unexpectedly. If the spear tip in its hand had been pointed at it, it would not have been strange to judge it an enemy out of its vigilance.

"Yes! I'm from the Knights of Kelp, the Dragon Knights! The Knights Commander and Master Dusker were dispatched to speak with you as soon as possible. I would like you to come with me if you can, can you please!?

Both neighbors of Seto and the dragon knight, positioned forward to lead, scream with a somewhat rubbed voice. From the edge, the appearance would also have seemed to surround the enemy rather than guide the allies.

"Okay, then ask for guidance. I'm confused around the corner, so I want to fight early."

"Okay, here it is!

As the saying goes, the Dragon Knight 3 Horsemen led the way to near the command of the advance troops.

"Dear Dusker, as promised, we used extensive extermination magic against our enemies. Now that the Bestian army is in disarray, it is overwhelmingly advantageous. Restart your march."

Arrival at the command. No, Ray tells that to neutral and aristocratic nobles.

But the Dusker who receives it just looks around with a bitter smile.

Looking around to follow its gaze, most nobles looked up with a flashing look at the fire whirlwind still present within the positions of the Vestian Imperial Army.

"As you can see, it seemed too irritating. You've gone a little too far, too."

"No, you wouldn't. This man did a fine job. No one is to be reprimanded for being praised."

To such Dusker's words, this one also tells the film of the Knights of the Knights of the Duke of Kelp with a bitter smile.

I guess he finally returned to me to the words of two of the nobles, the neutrals, who are at the top of the list on this occasion. The other nobles talk to each other with a mouthful of excitement while still having some surprises on their faces.

"... So, Master Dusker. Can you please resume the march?

"Oh, right. I certainly don't want to miss this chance when my enemies are confused.... Lord Filma?

"I have no problem with this one. Instead, it's stupid to miss such a good opportunity."

Morale suddenly rises to the words of the two responsible men on this occasion. The morale is contagious and spreads to the entire advance unit.

"Put a message on the front line! We'll resume our march!

Dusker's screams echoed to the command ahead of him.