Almost the same number of enemies emerged from behind us.

But the wars of the demon kingdom are those in which individual powers speak.

In that sense, our disadvantage is undeniable.

"Do you think General Melarda will notice"

If I find out, I might come to help.

With such a glimmer of hope, I asked Dyle.

"The General's troops have the Eagle Dragon (Shuryu) tribe who fly and fight. You must be seeing this one..."

I saw the end of the battlefield.

I saw it plummeting from the sky many times. That seems to be the Eagle Dragon Clan.

A species like Chimera with eagle faces and bodies and bat wings, but still a fellow dragon breed, he said.

It seems to be a torturous and fierce species that General Melarda has finally made companion to.

When it comes to dragon species, it is long-lived and warm. They have an enlightened image, but many are savage and fierce, like the Eagle Dragon tribe and the Haykan tribe with a horn.

You think General Melarda himself is a pretty good-looking character in the first place?

Dragon breeds fight fast. That is common sense.

As far as I'm concerned, I feel "fooled".

If the Eagle Dragons were at all calm, they would tell the general because they know what's going on here.

"Are you going to pass it on?

"Come on, I don't know"

I didn't rely on it.

It was the people who had been lurking in the woods before us.

Fortunately, there are no large races.

They're all like chunks of muscle in the demon world, so they're just big and they're a threat.

"I can't help it if I get here. We're gonna have to do this."

I'm ready.

I don't even know if reinforcements are coming. The enemy is also in front and behind.

In this situation, holding hands does not solve the problem.

"All right, let's go! We're going in!"

"" Uh-oh!

There are no fences, no jetties, nothing here.

This is how the battle began on the flat ground.

We don't have to win. All you have to do is guard this place dead.

Meanwhile, the enemy is coming with the intention of kicking us.

"Whoa, whoa!

So I would have thought this one would play defense. But there are no such passive people here, including me.

Just a grand interception and a kick.

It presented a picture of the encounter, but there was an immediate movement.

The Reapers protruded and dived into the enemy line.

Though the superior race, that is reckless.

If you think, your enemies fall down one after the other.

"Maybe a blow to death?"

Definitely with the special skill of the Reapers (Strike Death).

It's just that that works for an understated opponent, but when you're above parity, your success rate drops extremely.

If you look at it, there was more magic than before.

My face is getting tougher too.

Before I knew it, did something happen in training?

It's not just the Reapers.

Oh, my God. The Vampires also slaughter enemies one after another.

They are the vampire tribe of the upper race. Besides, he is an elite among them. It's a noble blood muscle.

But how can a bunch of people like that fight the enemy?

"... next time you ask them about the training."

Happy miscalculation, but honestly I think it would be too different.

"It's fun."

It is Becca who is breaking the arms of her enemies.

This wasting sister doesn't brace anyway. I am happy to disable my enemies.

Isn't it this Becca who is carrying out exactly what General Melarda said?

It's full of good food.

By and large, enemies with broken arms and legs are destined to be crushed by nearby Orga tribes.

So their fate remains the same.

"Ugh!

It is not my brother who is swinging gold bars with both hands.

Cyfa had enough magic to be a troop leader from the beginning, but she's really grown.

"If we do this, can we fight the Demon King's Army?"

Awesome, though I was in the middle of a fight, I observed it calmly.

If you return the back, when I was in the Little Demon Kingdom, it was just my boss's lethargism...... no, it was totally lethargic.

Education, indeed, takes money, time and effort.

No one is crazy enough to educate junior soldiers who sprang up and come out, and they can't afford it.

Still, after a little hassle, I thought it would have gotten pretty good, seeing how this was going.

"All right, keep pushing it back!

The others are fighting well.

And of course Dyle. The Rock Lions' fighting power is out of group in this.

Did the troops lurking in the woods emphasize secrecy, just a small race?

So we can handle it.

"Is there any sign that the General's army will return?

Even if I ask Dyle, all I get is a reply that says "no."

"The General is obsessed with the battle and forgets about us... there's no such thing as"

"It won't. I haven't gotten back to who I was yet."

The original figure would be when the inhabitants of the heavenly realm broke the bond they put up.

It was a huge, beautiful dragon.

"Speaking of which, why doesn't General Melarda fight like a dragon?

Looks stronger that way.

"There will be damage. Enemy allies."

"Ah."

"My brother was seriously injured by it. It was quite far from the battlefield, but it blew up hundreds of meters at the tip of its tail"

I can't imagine how powerful it is to blow up the upper race of rock lions by hundreds of meters.

But it turns out it's dangerous when you're transformed into a general.

I still don't see the enemy general.

Maybe we can't seriously fight in this situation.

"It's time for enemy troops to focus on us, though."

With the general making a central breakthrough, the distance between the two cracked units and us is close.

I can also think of coming for us.

If you do that, turn your back on the General's troops.

The General dares to push us into the dark.

"I don't care what's ahead, push it through here. Stop your legs and you'll be surrounded."

"Okay."

When I was confused, Dyle pissed me off.

We need to focus in front of you now.

We were advancing the battle here in our favor, but the battlefield moved out again.