Maou Gun Saikyou no Majutsushi wa Ningen datta

According to information received from Elf's scouts, it appears that the enemy soldiers are in the poles of fatigue.

"Guess the guerrilla tactics responded extensively the other day," was Anemone's word, but you're exactly right.

I couldn't completely screw up the enemy's will, but the guerrilla tactics were nonetheless meaningful.

"But at this rate of march you will be forced to the king capital of Elves in three days..."

Anemone shades her expression.

To reassure her, return it in a tone you can afford.

"I won't let that happen. Sigan will be here by then."

- That said, what will happen?

In anticipation of this, I had prepared Sigan for the battle, but what area would Sigan be around right now?

I want to communicate magically, but this forest of world trees is terribly hard to reach.

Speaking of cell phones, does one antenna stand or not, or something like that?

We can't even think about where we are at the moment.

However, if my calculations are correct, just when a frontal collision between Elf's troops and the Knights of the Twin Eagles takes place, a brigade of Sigans should poke me in the flank of the enemy army.

Believe it, I just had to march.

It was the following evening that I approached the Knights of the Twin Eagles.

"It wasn't a night raid."

is Lilith's stupidity.

Elves and sakubas are a clan with good nights. It is more advantageous to fight at night than to fight during the day.

"Yeah, well, it won't be convenient. If we've met here, we can't fight anymore."

was the valve of Gunter, king of Dwarves.

I agree with that.

"Drag me as far back as you can into the woods to fight, that's what's best."

"Why not?

"The longer the enemy supply line, the more favorable it will work here"

More than in ancient times, the longer the supply line, the more disadvantaged it was during the fundamentals of military science.

No matter how strong and inflexible an army is, any hero who can follow it cannot fight without replenishment.

Both the famous Alexander the Great, Napoleon and Hitler were defeated before the outrage of distance.

However, I don't really want to use that operation this time.

It seems, at first glance, an ideal strategy to attract enemies to the King's Capital of the Elves and slap them, but then inevitably it will take the inside of the Elves as a battlefield.

Yesterday, the faces of the elves who couldn't hold us float.

It is not sneaky to expose them to war.

I wanted to set a battlefield as far away from the king's capital as I could and make it a place of showdown.

I asked her to turn to Anemone.

"Any good terrain around here?

"Is it a good terrain? For example?"

"Right, it's hard for the big army to deploy, and I like the terrain with the local interest here. For example, terrain with vast lakes."

Anemone often thinks about it, pounding her hand.

"Just fine, I don't know, but there's one lake on the route the enemy troops are going on. It may not be a good idea to call it a lake."

"It's been a while. Well, I can't help it. Will you put up with it? So, can you get me some Elf warriors who are good at handling ice spirits?

"It's possible, but what are you going to do?

I can only answer that question with a look that I did and did.

I guess it's because of the long time I spent with the prankster witch Sephiro, her prankiness, or naiveté (chiki) that seems to be dwelling on me, too.

I would love to defeat the enemy army at the behest of a magician and surprise the daughter of an elf named Anemone.

With that in mind, I summon the Elf Spirit.

The Ice Spirit user had a lot of cool looking female elves.

When you gather Elf spiritual users, you summon the Ice Spirit and freeze the lake.

From the mouths of the icy sculptures of fairies, as the white exhalation was exhaled, the lake of Mirumi solidified.

It is brilliant.

For once, I also helped with the magic of Ice Storm, but I can't ice this lake by myself on a boulder. The power of their spirits is thankful.

Ice strewn over the lake, Lilith roughly weighs in, but doesn't break when she does.

Whether I ride it or not, it won't break.

Unless even giant elephants ride, there are no elephants in this other world.

I don't even think the enemy army is serving the dragon, and there won't be a problem.

"Now, the rest can be successfully lured out of enemy forces, or..."

You don't seem to need to worry about that.

According to reports of Elf's scouts, the enemy forces are supplementing this position and heading this way.

This is what happens when a duck comes carrying an onion.

When I leak like that, Anemone looks strange.

"Are ducks carrying onions? Is it human?

There doesn't seem to be as many onions in this world as we see in Japan.

Still, well, even onions have the same logic.

"It would be easy to cook stewed duck meat as it were if the duck carried an onion on its back. I can make it easier. That's what I meant."

"I see, that's convenient. I don't think so."

"What do you mean?

"We elves are vegetarians."

"... I see"

"But there is the same thing between us, the Elves. Mushrooms grow in the gardens of their homes."

"It's like an elf tribe," he said, and I just flipped and made my immortal robe shine.

Because an enemy advance had just arrived.

Instead of greeting him, when he unleashed the magic of Light Arrow (Energy Bolt), he defeated a soldier from the advance team.

When I see it, I retreat backwards.

This time he did not fight on the front line and intended to entrust the fight entirely to the Elf warriors.

There are two reasons.

One is because clashes between armies require proper commanders.

I'm not complacent, but if I don't command, Elf's troops will be devastated.

The elf warrior's equipment, his skill, is no match for the human army.

Instructions must be given precisely and their vulnerability compensated.

Plus, I was anticipating the right time to cast some magic.

To do that, we must supervise the battle from the rear and determine the timing.

We were fighting on the front line, but we can't predict the timing.

We have to get Anemone, Lilith and Gunter to fight this place.

With that in mind, I gave them instructions.

"Be sure to come back alive."

and -.

When the three nodded to each of them, they took an elf warrior and turned to the enemy army.

A few minutes later the battle began.

The battlefield sounds like a unique battle.

It's the scrubbing sound of armor and clasps, the fury of enemy soldiers, and the noise I'm used to hearing.

Elf warriors, on the other hand, are all lightly dressed and their weapons are dominated by skinny swords. I never raise my anger. After all, it was clear that we had not been able to fight.

Elf warrior chief Anemone, Lilith of Sacubas, Gunter of Dwarf, one thousand strong men each, but this side was pushed to the point where they could finally stand on the front line and maintain each other, no, barely the front.

Strength enters the Wand of the Circular Snake, which is gripping by accident.

"Should I still head to the front line, too?

I accidentally put it in my mouth, but now would not be the time.

You should believe them.

Now it's easy for me to jump into the front line here, but what I want isn't just a win. It's an overwhelming victory.

To do so, we must see their struggle here.

One enemy soldier after another falls, as do an equal number of allies.

The war situation is mutual.

Not really.

An equal number of soldiers are going down, which means that this side, which is a small number, is disadvantaged.

The number of opponents is ten times higher, and if the same number of soldiers fall at the same time, this one will be wiped out first if we go in due course.

Even toddlers know the calculation.

After less than an hour, the Elf Warriors will be wiped out or crushed.

- It should be, but I would never let such imitation happen.

"Protect the Elves in the name of the Demon King," he swore.

I didn't want to be an impudent man who couldn't keep that promise.

I'll raise my voice.

"Now! Sigan!"

That's what he shouts, while his reinforcement, Dragon Man Sigan, pokes behind enemy soldiers.

The Sigan Brigade has finally arrived on the battlefield.

I instructed him to poke the back of the Double Eagle Corps when I confirmed that the Sigan Brigade had arrived within reach of the Reading Talk.

When Sigan returned just one word of "acceptance," he attacked the enemy forces at such a time as there was no more.

The Twin Eagles Corps, which did not envisage, for example, being attacked from behind, falls into havoc.

I didn't miss the moment.

"Now!

I command the warriors of the elves led by Anemone. They were being pushed to a disadvantage, but they still seemed to leave me the courage and strength to make the last resistance.

Jump bravely and resolutely into the enemy line.

Lilith and Anemone wave their swords and Gunter waves their axes down.

The Knights of the Twin Eagles thus cause even more confusion.

Naturally, enemy commanders should try to withdraw their troops and rebuild their posture once and for all.

Troops of elves and demonic brigades, strangled by both sides, wreaked havoc, but still do not overshadow the enemy's advantage.

War is not sweet enough to destroy a great army of 2,000 soldiers with this degree of ambush.

Besides, the enemy commander would not be incompetent either.

The enemy general is calmly issuing directives for 'retreat'.

I don't know if you will lower your legions once and rebuild your attitude or just run back to the king's capital of Lisas like this, but I wanted to leave you with decisive damage here.

Restart your attitude, run back, I don't know which one, but if you keep a big blow here, you won't be thinking of coming to this forest again.

For this reason, we want an 'orderly' withdrawal from the enemy forces.

You can run me to the lake I froze earlier like this, or you can run me in the direction of the woods.

That depends on the enemy general's choice, but apparently the enemy flees towards the woods.

"Naturally..."

I make the same choice as the enemy general.

It's hard to march on a frozen lake or something and it's no match.

That's the only option available. In fact, enemy forces began to head for the woods.

But unfortunately, that option is wrong.

A giant tree tribe (Trent) was waiting for the place, which was thought to be a forest.

It is the secret one I have prepared.

A giant tree is, as its name suggests, a demon in the shape of a tree.

It is a demon with tree hands and feet growing in the great tree and eyes and nose.

Whether or not it is possible to have a conversation because they also have a mouth, they wave that big hand up and down without having a conversation with a human.

Its movement is slow, but a blow with all the weight of a giant tree crushes the rock as well.

They take advantage of it and ravage every human soldier.

Beat, kick, throw rocks.

A powerful attack that only Trent could do was too powerful to frighten humans.

The general of the enemy army, who knew it was dangerous to shelter in the woods, hurriedly turns back his heel and turns to shelter in the frozen lake.

- Everything was my secret.

Execute the secret as the enemy forces ride on the lake.

It was for this moment that I had suppressed my desire to be on the front line from earlier.

I mostly chant spells.

Its magical name is, of course, Earthquake.

At the same time as casting magic, a great shake wraps the entire forest.

Naturally, the shake passes to the lake.

The ice strewn on the lake breaks in two.

Suddenly broken ice, the human soldiers who were on it naturally fall into the lake.

It's a cold lake. Come on. It must be cold, and the armor you put in takes buoyancy away from them.

In other words, many human soldiers sank to the bottom of the lake.

Anemone, who was watching the sight, shrugs.

"Shh, wow..."

Lilith said,

"Of course, because it's like Ike."

He has the face.

Anemone turned to this one and asked with a look of respect.

"... Mr. Ike foresaw this from the beginning, you froze the lake"

"You're right. It doesn't mean anything, there's no way I'm gonna do that."

"Yeah, of course, I was wondering if it made any sense, but I didn't expect you to use this kind of oddity"

Anemone is impressed, just to say thank you.

If you're grateful, I want you to be a man named Napoleon Bonaparte, born in a place called Corsica Island in a previous life.

This tactic was used by him in the Battle of Austerlitz when he defeated a large number of Austrian and Russian Imperial coalitions.

Napoleon buried a large number of Austro-Russian Union soldiers in a frozen lake with cannons.

- Regardless, the story of this hand is exaggerated and in fact there is talk of legend, but it seems to have been a valid operation, at least in this world of swords and magic.

When I thanked the great heroes who were born in the 18th century, I asked Anemones to carry them through the enemy soldiers who had reached the shore.

It was naturally Lilith, not Anemone - who spoke differently.

"Dear Ike, what are you going to do via both the humans you defeated because of this? I need to stab Todome."

As a demon, it's a natural opinion. No, it was also a natural way of thinking as a human general.

However, I still don't want to see people die any more than they need to.

And it seems to me that they have the right to survive by fighting this far.

When I saw the soldiers still trembling freezing to death, I then saw Annemone, Elf's warrior chief.

She seemed lost for a moment, but eventually agreed with me.

The elves provided warmth to the human soldiers who survived the extremely cold lake, subject to disarming.

Collect firewood and start a fire.

Summon Fire Spirit (Salamander).

There are people around the warmth who are still freezing to death.

The humans seem to be thankful, without exception.

They all bow their heads to the Elves and swear they will never attack the woods again.

Even looking at that sight, Lilith said, "Really?" All I say is skepticism.

I answer.

"Whatever it is that belongs to the aristocratic class, the general conscript came to the land. I didn't come here because I wanted to."

"But if they were ordered, they wouldn't be able to refuse, would they?

"It might add a touch of palm then"

"What am I talking about, but aren't you a little overoptimistic?

"Oh, I think so too"

But go on.

"That's the time. If you come after the elf forest again, I'll beat you to pieces."

"Well, if you're Ike, you'll kick your ass as many times as you want any big army to come"

I hope so. That's what I said, I gave orders for post-war processing and for the return of Elves to the King's Capital.

Now the promise made to Ferlett, Queen of Elves, will have been fulfilled.

The alliance with the Elves should have been fully established, but I wanted to say hello to Ferlett at the end and then return to the city of Ivaris.