Maou Gun Saikyou no Majutsushi wa Ningen datta

The battle of the Immortal Brigade VS One-Eyed Little Ghost Coalition took place just, at noon.

As I explained earlier, the battle power difference is roughly three times greater.

900 to 300, if you fought normally, you have no winning eye first.

No, while I'm on the front line, I might be able to win if I don't hate the damage to the Immortal Brigade.

That's how confident I was in my magic, and I trusted the men of the Immortal Brigade.

But normally we fought, and the damage would be greater.

Jace is a traitor.

Its men also betrayed Sefiro by forgetting their duty to him, the captain of the regiment, so there was no room for sympathy, but the people of the Immortal Brigade did not want him to die as much as possible.

Giron, a carefree and highly calculated Oak staff officer,

I'm not a slut to you, Lilith.

Cobolt taro as cute as a puppy,

Everyone, including the others, was a valued employee of mine.

I hope you don't die if you can.

In a turbulent world, it's a casual rhetoric to be the brigade leader of the Demon King's Army, etc., but that was what I meant.

But war is not something you can win if you say it beautifully.

I decided to stay on the front line myself to make sure my allies didn't get hurt.

Enemy troops approaching from the front.

Jace's troops are organized around Goblin.

Goblins are weak alongside Kobolt among demons, but Jace's army is different.

In the first place, as Jace himself boasts the alias of a one-eyed little ghost, he is also known as Goblin Lord.

Naturally, the goblins who serve their Lord are all fierce.

The top species of goblin, hobgoblin, is seen not only by the troop leader, but also by ordinary soldiers.

If you cross from the front with our Goblin troops, they'll crush you in no time.

But I don't imitate anything like that.

Crossing his horse, he turned to the enemy.

I guess the enemy never dreamed I'd come in alone.

It was forming a dense formation.

The dense formation is a classic method of warfare used by the famous Alexander the Great in ancient times to sweep the world, but its operation is quite difficult.

Maybe Jace's guy was even peeking into the fight the other day when I got rid of the White Rose Knights.

However, it seems to assume that if the heavily armed soldiers are densely packed, if they are made, they will be able to form dense formations.

"Really, you're a shallow man."

I leak bitter laughter.

The dense formation, Faranx, is a formation that wielded fierceness in ancient times, but since the advent of a certain weapon, it quickly disappeared.

The weapon is a gun and a cannon.

In particular, the appearance of guns was significant, and with their appearance they began to disappear gradually, and the appearance of automatic small arms and mortars stabbed the dense formation.

There is no easier task than punching a bullet or cannon bullet into a hardening enemy.

A gun doesn't have to set a target, and if it's hardened up to the cannon, it's exhaustive.

Most importantly, there is no such thing as a 'gun' or 'cannon' in this other world.

- But instead, this' otherworldly 'has something convenient called magic.

I stand up to a bunch of goblins in a dense formation.

Fire Column

I punched in the magic of

If it's true, even the magic of Meteor Strike would like to plunge in, but I still can't shoot it.

It can be activated precisely, but it requires a magic formation and a time-consuming chant.

And then I'm not sure I'm going to punch into the exact point like Cephiro did.

So I decided to strike the magic of the Flame Pillar.

Flame Column is the superior magic of Fireball.

If Fireball is literally the magic that unleashes fireballs, then Firepillar is the magic that smashes the pillars of fire.

A giant pillar of fire rises where it is aimed.

"Guh!"

Goblin screams wood spirits on the battlefield.

pitiful, but this was also a battlefield lesson.

I don't give a shit.

Because for what I've done, my people's lives are in danger.

The smell of the goblins burning is coming through here.

The smell is not very different from that of humans.

It was uncomfortable, but for years, being on the battlefield tames me.

I slaughtered one goblin after another, monkeying dense formations.

The Goblins, no, the enemy commander, Jace, now seem to have noticed the pointlessness of the dense formation.

Stop the dense formation and scatter.

This formation is completely useless when the enemy has a mighty sorcerer. On the contrary, it pulls its legs.

Because the mage's mighty firepower replaces cannons and mortars.

I'm not the most magician in my class.

Be a little complacent.

It's just that I'm too proud of myself, and it's not good to hit the magic out of me.

My purpose is to

"Lose intentionally while striking enemies to the point of not being insulted"

Because it's here.

I screamed out loud like an enemy soldier sounded.

"Damn, I'm out of magic. We have to pull this off!!

That returns a refreshing heel.

Did you look at my back and insult me that the enemy soldiers would have appeased, or have no guts?

I don't care either way, but I wanted you to chase me if you could.

When I run my beloved horse, I look behind my back.

All right, the enemy's coming after us.

After all, Jace is a short-tempered goblin.

There was no way I could have stayed silent by being hit on my own accord so far.

Jace said,

"Assault! Assault! There's only an assault! Whoever shows the enemy the back here, I'll smash it up!

And he was making his nose rough.

The Goblins also obey the decree.

Some of the goblins are elite, but for the rest of their lives, they must be afraid of Jace.

Or maybe I trust you.

And even though you beat it with my magic, the number of enemies is still high.

Maybe we still have the will to fight.

"I'd be in trouble if I didn't."

Leaking like that, I ran a horse and took turns with my successor.

The succeeding troops were organized around Skeleton soldiers.

Because we fight on the assumption of 'losing'.

There is a feeling that killing goblins and orcs' men is not sneaky, but skeletons somewhat diminish that feeling as well.

Let me tell you something around Giron,

"But isn't Ike immortal? Doesn't it hurt your heart?

I guess so, but fortunately my contents were human.

An already dead wreck, that's where the magical creature died, too, and there's no feeling whatsoever.

- It's just that the witch of the mad alchemist (Mazd Scientist) who made Skeleton soldiers was so afraid to be sarcastic.

After the war, I can imagine her novel.

"Fool. You have no idea how troublesome it is to make a large number of Skeleton soldiers!

That's definitely what she would do.

It's just that if I could just make it clear now, it would be better than some other living demon dying.

It will be.

"... anyway, beat me brilliantly"

With that in mind, I gave orders to the Skeleton soldiers.

The Jace Coalition that I retreated and regained momentum.

They take down one immortal brigade after another, organized around Skeleton soldiers.

Is it because of my lumpy beating earlier?

Ike, if you hate, you hate even Skeleton, the momentum of.

Even Skeleton, who can no longer even move, has been thoroughly destroyed.

Come on, you'll be satisfied.

I was watching Jayce and the others carry out unilateral killings from behind.

Giron, looking at him, said to me, sweating massively on his face.

"A, Master Ike, are you okay?

"What do you mean?

"No, I thought Jace's guy might notice our operation."

"Probably fine at that rate. In the first place, it would be more troublesome to beat those guys here completely, get away with it and get caged in the city of Loire as well. That city is one of the most fortified cities on the continent."

"Oh, I know the logic, but how does that connect to deliberately losing?

Giron inquires back with a strange face.

I keep saying, "I'll know soon enough."

"By the way, have you received the 'example' one you asked the captain to do?

"Yes, just now, but it arrived"

That's Sephiro. There seems to be no pull around.

"Okay, if it arrives, it's quick to talk. Tell them to retreat the Immortality Brigade."

Giron answers the order immediately.

"Even so, you try to retreat miserably."

"Exactly."

"But it's hard to lose when you can't help it."

and Giron leaks a great deal of sigh.

"Why not?," Giron said.

"Because my brigade has been an unbeaten brigade since its formation. I've never even run back. It's hard to imitate them running away."

I see, is that what you mean?

It does make me laugh bitterly because I'm right.

"It's been a long time. Maybe one day the time will come to lose. Just think of it as a prep exercise and bear with me."

When I said that, I watched the brigade retreat from the rear.