Mobile Fortress Saratoga ~Silvery Sword Princess Became My Servant.

Once again, the stage moves to Saratoga.

Around the time Nanasi and Arge jumped into the dust chute in the castle of Gergios, Saratoga had been ambushed by some 500 soldiers.

In the darkness of the night, a hundred people in the centre of the Beast Man (Zoanslope) broke into the castle, and the remaining 400 were delayed on their way to Saratoga, while the soldier-led 'Iron Beard' Zbonimir fell horseback after a sudden assault by General Loricon Meshmendi and others, a good man carrying two young girls who appeared suddenly. I was lying on a sandy earth.

"I'm kidding. Aah!

With the roar, Zbonimir waved the axe spear (Halvard) in his hand as he lay down, scowling all at once at the feet of a good man who looked down at himself in disdain.

"Uncle. Meshiju. I'm telling you, if you stay quiet, I'll give you life."

The words of a red-haired toddler clinging to a good man hurt Zbonimir's self-esteem.

It was a rough slaughter, but Yoshio instantly jumps backwards and the blow cuts off the sky.

However, although he was lightly flaunted, letting his opponent distance himself gave Zvonimir just enough time to regain his posture.

You think this Iron Beard was pitied on such a young man?

There is more to making a warrior fool into saying a dialogue (line) that life helps him or her out of the mouth of a toddler (little one).

By accident, it was certainly unconscious to be dropped from the back of a donkey horse (Roba), and the damage taken is never small. My stomach, which has eaten the fireball, is still sore.

But as a warrior, he wasn't defeated after a squarely grand struggle.

The battle is coming.

...... and so embarrassing.

Once again, check the appearance of the enemy in front of you, Zbonimir thinks so.

The man dressed in light armor is more of a bard than a warrior. Thin eyes, like the one that drew the line softly with the facial brush, look as if they are always laughing.

That's it, okay. Nothing is wrong.

The problem is that each one of them has a young girl clinging to their shoulders.

Red and blue hair.

She's a 7,8-year-old girl in the same white piece with cute puff sleeves.

The red one looks at Nico and the blue one at the trousers with a blushing, grumpy look on his face.

These honorable men and children appeared in the midst of the army from nowhere, running at the same speed as the donkey horse (Roba), and even the red-haired child set fire from his palm, causing his trousers to fall.

The more you put it in words, the different you can only think of as the kind (tattoo) of "chi mei mei".

But even if you put a child in the head count, there are only three.

Seeing Zbonimir fall, the soldiers draw swords and remain surrounded by honorable men in the twelfth (if any) degree.

It's surrounded by 400 people. Though there is no such thing as "Taku", it is never possible to escape.

We can leave it to the numbers to squash, but as a trouser nimil, we can't end it without the soldiers being hit.

Leaving a situation where the strength of your own generals is questionable, you cannot maintain the morale of the soldiers.

The trouser nimil shouts out in a slightly playful manner.

"My name is" Iron Beard "Zbonimir-Davon! Apply to you for an honorable battle"

Slightly in between, the honorable man muttered about something with Boso. but my voice is too small to be heard by the pantomile. Using the man's words as an example, a red-haired toddler speaks for herself.

"Mm-hmm. How are you doing, Tama-kun? Because."

The girl's tone is innocent per se, but the content of the response was extremely spicy.

"... muggle"

Zbonimir gets stuck in words and bites his teeth remorsefully.

He himself just hasn't found any righteousness in this ambush, I can't say it back a bit.

…………

Again, the girl speaks for it once again when the good guy squeals at Boso and the red-haired girl.

"Mr. Tsubo? Meshuku, please call us all. I'm telling you."

The soldiers are furious, and the sword forest narrows at once along with the sound of re-gripping the pattern (s).

After reaching horizontally and stopping the soldiers, Zubonimil restarts the axe spear (Halvard) with both hands to spot Yu.

"It's fine to provoke, but that should be called barbaric. And don't abbreviate people's names in a weird way."

But also in the meantime, the red-haired toddler and the blue-haired toddler face to face, whispering to mouth, laughing. I'm not listening to the words of the pantomile.

"Tsubo?

"Yeah, no, no, no, no, no."

"Tsubo! Boo!

"" Tickle, tickle ""

Young girls who are just amused by the sound of the sound and a good guy who looks a little sorry.

Silently, the soldiers begin to be frightened by the appearance of their own army generals who shudder their puffy shoulders.

Exactly the limit of patience.

"No, no, no, no, no!

Under his helmet, with blue muscles on his temples, Zbonimir swayed his axe spear (Halvard) wide and shook it down all at once.

An axe blade that makes a wild wind-cut noise and is swung down. But Yoshio slowed down without panicking, and Axe Spear (Halvard) slammed the ground and sanded up.

Pull back the axe spear (Halvard) without impacting the pattern (eh) and returning it to the arm. Zubonimil knows it will be a huge gap if he leaves a residue on the blow he took off.

But Yu Man doesn't make me look like I'm going to poke a gap. On the contrary, it didn't even show a bare wave of hands on the sword.

You're telling me it's not worth pulling out a sword!

The blood in the body of the less trousers of anger boils.

I want to distort that nigger surface. Though I sincerely think so, I aim at my belly, releasing a series of sharp thrusts, but it is also shrugged with a piece of paper, and it does not reach the honorable man.

"Wow, I can't believe it!

With his gaze filled with trouser grievances, Yoshio finally pulls out the sword he lowered to his waist after telling him to do it.

That's a one-handed sword with no philosophy whatsoever as far as I can tell.

"If you meet my Axe Spear (Halvard), you won't have it in ten."

…………

"Er. I don't know about that! I'm telling you."

A red-haired toddler speaks for herself.

"Speak for yourself!!

Zubonimil finally stumbled on what everyone had always thought.

As soon as the face of Yu Man is strong (frightened), the silence surrounds him.

Two young girls hanging on the shoulders of a good man sighed in unison.

The eyes of the two young girls obviously say this.

Read the air.

What... is it bad?

The moment when Zbonimir unconsciously thinks so.

When Yu man suddenly distorted his lips in agony and held his head, he began to get bored without speaking out.

"Hey, what?

To the sudden strangeness of a man, I wonder if he has pushed some absurd switch. and nervous trousers nimil.

Sawdust. You can hear the sound of sipping from somewhere, and the soldiers surrounding you can see the man in the face of tension.

Then, after looking around with a staring gaze, Yu man nodded small and whispered (sayin ') to the red-haired toddler again.

…………

"... yeah, I get it"

The red-haired girl said this slowly pointing to her trousers.

"By the way, you're going to be a little cold tonight. (laughs)"

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The trousers ran out of bees.

"Why are you obviously trying to delude me?! So what? (laughs) What?! You really what?! Are you stupid?! Brain miso, did you leave it at home and come out?!

Rolling up all at once, the trousers breathe with their shoulders.

Side by side with the exhilarating trousers, Yu Man looked unpleasant when he thought he had struck his tongue, whispering (sayingly) again to the red-haired toddler girl.

…………

"Chip, you're sharp on your pantyhose. I'm telling you."

"I'll notice! Normal. And who else is Zvodavo!

Totally played.

It's also annoying that some of the soldiers are obviously laughing.

After all, what's the purpose of these guys? Was I buying you some time?

The discipline has also spooked me, but I can't reveal how much it is.

Zbonimir was more than uncomfortable, and more than that, he was creepy that he didn't know what these honorable men were after.

We should get rid of these guys as soon as possible. That's what I tell you as a warrior.

"If that's what you want..."

I always thought it was a battle, but if the other person doesn't intend to, I can't help it.

Zubonimil tells the soldiers surrounding him how tough they are.

"My soldiers! To speak of a child, if he stands before us ready, he is an enemy to be crushed! Don't let him get away with it as one!

Until then, the faces of the soldiers who had been taken aback changed, and their eyes cast a hostile light. Along with the multiple metal sounds of Kathari, the soldiers raised their shields and restated their swords in their hands.

If you saw the present situation from the point of view of the birds, if you saw from the point of view of the herds of soldiers shaping donuts in the middle of the desert, the meshmendis at the center of that circle, it is the walls of the sword, the forest of the sword.

The gaze of the soldiers surrounding them is mainly poured into the behaviour of the reddish toddler girl's hand.

Earlier, I was on guard against a fireball fired by a young girl.

While carefully hiding behind his shield and vigilant, the soldiers gradually narrow their enclosures.

…………

Yu man looked around at the sword grove surrounding him and muttered something with Boso to the red-haired toddler.

The toddler nods small and opens her mouth towards the trouser nimil.

"You know what? Mr. Tsubo. Meshiju, can you guys pay attention to me? Because."

"What?

Without weighing the meaning of the toddler's words, the trouser nimil lifts one eyebrow.

At the next moment, a large number of bow strings (tweezers) shook simultaneously from the space with nothing left or right.

At that moment, Zbonimir understood what the girl's words meant.

How can a strong army be said to be vulnerable to attacks from behind?

Now we all have our eyes on the man in the center of the circle.

In other words, as far as we can imagine being attacked from any direction, at 360 degrees, behind us, as an army, we are taking the weakest line.

Just noticed it's too late. A large number of arrows fly in from behind the soldiers.

On the verge of an arrow reaching, when the blue-haired girl casts the magic of "flying," Yu Man flies straight up and away from the center of the wheel at once. It even flies to the outside of the siege.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa."

One arrow after the other, the soldiers wolf, and they just go left and right. Screams and fury fly, and arrows rip the air. In the meantime, the soldiers fall one after the other, chanting the name of the God they believe in, screaming the name of their families, and crying out for help.

And he who turned his face toward the outside of the circle, and fled the rain of arrows. Something to defend yourself against a dead colleague. There are some who survive, but there are never many of them either.

"From where! Where have you been setting me up?"

Zbonimir screams as he watches his own men fall and go.

In the meantime, the whole body of armor, when the arrows are plundered, emits a tall metal sound. Nothing like penetration so far, but that's probably only a matter of time, too.

Sand and darkness as far as I can see, even if all these arrows fly in and around me.

I don't see any enemies at heart.

"Coward! Show yourself!

At that moment, the horizon uneven, as answered the scream of the trouser nimil.

That was at least how it appeared in the eyes of the trousers.

Out of the darkness, countless soldiers storm in unison as they shake off the black cross section, throw away their bows and stick their spears out of between the great shields.

"Heavy Infantry (Faranx)!

"Huhahahahaha! You've been blinded by Sir Meshmendi's unusual"

Behind the assaulting heavy-duty infantry, Pennell leads it laughs high.

If you were a little wary, you might have noticed the soldiers lurking there.

It's also a good place for kids to hide soldiers behind a black cross section.

Certainly proud that I didn't think they were reading the ambush.

But more than that, the eyes of the trousers were nailed to something else.

Too, to look like a strange man.

The remaining soldiers desperately resist, but are exposed to their assaulting opponents (Yabuzuma) and are skewered one after the other, pulling the spear out, while falling like a threaded puppet.

"This! This is happening. Ah!

With his men's blood-stained armor, Ironbeard Zubonimil gives him a beastly roar (like this) as he waves an axe spear (Halvard) against the spear of a heavy-duty infantry.

An axe spear (Halvard) blow rolled out of his rigid arm jumped up the shield of a heavy-duty infantry (Phalanx), and on the other side of it, for a moment, he could see a good man scratching his head with his back.

Zbonimir cries towards his back.

"How disgusting! You're the devil!

At that moment, the spears of the heavily armed infantry pierced the body of the trousers simultaneously.

He grows spears from all over his body like a needle rat, and the trousers fall down at the front.

Listening to the fall of "Iron Beard," Meshmendi muttered, without turning around.

…………

Ene, a red-haired toddler, speaks for Meshmendi's grunt.

"Deceiving humans is always human."

Yes, this is an operation worked out in the head of a single housekeeper (maid).

Sarne, a young girl with blue hair, carries on the words even further.

"There's no such thing as a demon."

And Meshmendi knows.

That Sarne only tells lies.