Monster no Goshujin-sama

Twenty-three.

"Dear Travis. It's a call from the scouts."

In the woods, where it seemed, a decree tells Travis what to contact.

"Takahiro Mashima doesn't seem to be moving the village."

"Hmm. You're right"

Without beauty. With his hands on them, Travis nodded contentedly.

"Okay. The process is going well. All you have to do is prune it. Tell them there will be no change in instructions."

"Ha."

The decree leaves.

Dropping it off, Zoltern turned his usual cold eyes to his boss.

"Prediction, is it? Takahiro Mashima didn't run away."

"Oh, I wish I'd run, but you did."

shrugging his shoulders with a lofty trick, Travis asks.

"What's wrong, Zoltern? Is that sympathy?"

"No way."

Zoltern responded instantly.

The tone of denial is chilling.

On his mouth, he had a shallow grin that made him mock himself.

"I'm sympathetic… I'm just wondering"

"It's not surprising. I told you. He said it was a ravaged weak man."

Goddamn it, Travis laughs in the back of his throat.

It's a mockery laugh.

Hidden in graceful deeds, there is a glimpse of evil nature.

"I guess they couldn't abandon the villagers. Too weak. Don't you think it's a fragile way"

……

Zoltern is often silent.

I thought it was a stupid act.

But I also thought the act was honorable.

Most of all, it's nothing to say that, and that's just hypocrisy.

We're going to attack the village together.

Therefore, Zoltern said something else without touching it there.

"For being weak, you seem to be working on something."

Zoltern looked around him.

There were about twenty knights there.

When it comes to the overall percentage, it is roughly a tenth.

Speaking of where the others are......

"Just in case."

Travis responds like he ate a person.

Over this period he was not alert to fine dust either.

Zoltern thinks that even if you're sure of the victory... rather than if you're sure of it.

Cold and brutal calculations, building tactics.

This stuff, if you don't know it, you can't handle it.

It's just...

"Hey, Zoltern. It's a bad habit to think too much."

Edgar, who had grown up so far, gave a rare smile on her insurmountable face.

As such, it is unusual for him to care about others.

That's all I expect from this fight, I guess.

"... right"

And, when I answered, there were those who spoke to Travis.

"... Dear Travis"

"Are you here?"

Travis gave a distorted grin to the newly emerged shadow scratching the bush.

"Well, let the ravages begin."

When proclaimed, the knights around them lift their swords to heaven.

Only one of them, Zoltan, laid down his gaze.

With exasperation, the knights go down the path of the woods.

Morale is high.

They see in their eyes the fruit of the promised victory.

Whatever, give me the knight's end with them.

I understand that the battle involves sacrifice.

But they have no such thing as grandeur.

Certainly there will be sacrifices.

But I don't care if it's not me.

No matter how many colleagues die, it doesn't matter to them.

Even if you are highly trained in mass warfare, that doesn't mean bonding.

In the middle of the battle, if it were necessary, they would shield their colleagues fighting shoulder-to-shoulder.

They were such a gathering.

"You see it."

said one of the knights.

Beyond the forest path, a village fence was seen.

"That's..."

Above the gates of the fence, there was a single figure.

It's a girl with gray hair in her eyes.

He is dressed in maid clothes and has a large, disproportionate axe in one hand.

If I didn't know anything, it was a sight to wonder what kind of joke it was.

The knights, however, do not respond in particular.

That was because the situation had already been informed by the scouts.

The knights move on.

In the meantime, there's no sign of the Travis.

Nor is the number of the knights so high, given the entire fourth unit.

What does this mean?

Whether he had doubts or not, Rose had quiet eyes, waiting for them like that.

Scratch the woods and move on, there was a bunch of knights.

One of them opens his mouth.

"Is it time for the main unit to get to the entrance to the village?"

On that face there was a grin that clearly made fun of my fellow colleagues.

Especially when I said 'main team', the tone included something evil.

"Not at all. Captain Travis has a bad personality. You don't think we're the same team."

Heading from the front of the village, a bunch of knights.

That was not the whole army of the Cathedral Knights Unit IV.

Split up and go through the woods, this group is a separate team.

It was a unit of my destiny, named.

If they attack from the front of the village, Takahiro Mashima's family will have to come out to slap it.

Takahiro Mashima is a transferee who did not express his power for combat.

I would make a choice to stay in the village rather than go out on a dangerous battlefield.

It was this one's role to break into the village and ambush it in another way.

Monsters, etc., can't help but knock them down. It doesn't make sense if you don't give him the rank of "Evil Monster" or "Ugly Ghoul".

Travis was well aware of that.

Travis is sure of the victory, but it's not equals whether he can handle it or not.

For example, Takahiro Mashima, driven by fear, may escape the village if his family members become defeated.

At least, Travis would.

Monsters and other abandoned pawns would just walk away from the village.

So I took these operations.

More surely, so that you can slap the enemy on the head.

They're guessing what's going on around here.

All the men who could be seen were gathered in this unit.

In some cases, the main unit, Takahiro Mashima's family members, may cause a great deal of damage.

But that's okay.

Because it's irrelevant for them to be placed in a separate unit.

The knights continue their march.

Towards the vulnerable to be ravaged.

Around that time, the 'main unit', which was progressing slowly, was approaching quite close to the barrier.

There is no obstruction of the enemy so far.

Above the walls, there was a girl in made-up clothing, unchanged.

A knight entrusted with the command gives instructions.

"Let's keep moving."

He looks like a human, but that's one of Takahiro Mashima's family.

I knew that.

Because the Knights of the Diocese had information about Takahiro Mashima.

Travis, captain of Cathedral Knights Unit IV, used to act with Lewis-Bird in Serratta.

Lewis is a subordinate of the Macrolin Border Uncle who held back the Allied Knights and protected the Fort Chile garrison.

The disturbances at Fort Chile and the information of Takahiro Mashima, who was known when he was travelling through the tree sea, had been conveyed.

Travis was unplugged around it and had information.

About that family, too, yes.

His name is Rose.

By the time we were moving through the tree sea, we were expected to be melee type because there was another family member named Lily out front who barely fought, but also provided no magical cover.

The alert level is not as high.

This battle on the fence, it was Lily who was considered the most alarming target.

If the magical ranged attack of a powerful third staircase were combined with the village walls and earth bases, it would be a little nasty.

No matter how sturdy the walls are, the strength of the walls is known because it is such a despicable village fence.

You'll be able to break it without taking the time to do so, but the trouble is troublesome.

Given those circumstances, Lily will definitely come out here.

Regardless, it is a powerful individual compared to the rose in front of it and the normal monster.

But compared to Takahiro Mashima's strongest family member, the white spider Gabella, or Lily, who deals with powerful magic, he is only one step or two inferior.

Anyway, if you're just a soldier, if you're in the Cathedral Knights class, you're not afraid to surround yourself with this number.

Because numbers are forces, and they also combine individual powers.

In one way or another, the scary thing about Rose is that when you're dealing with Lily, you become a shield as an avant-garde.

So you'd better kill him here, if that's possible, so that doesn't happen.

That's why the Cathedral Knights' biggest target for vigilance was Lily, who didn't show up.

There is no alarm in the knights who advance their steps.

I was alert to Lily, and I was looking around.

- That's why I delayed dealing with the person in front of me.

Signs of magic.

A swelling sense of crisis.

It's like tapping the facts that the enemy in front of you is never an easily ravageable being.

What the knights saw was the sight of massive flaming bullets pouring down from the top of the fence against themselves.

"Nah...... ah!?

My consciousness freezes.

Impossible.

This menace, felt on the skin, is the great magic of the third staircase, with a limited number of people who can even look around the world to use it.

No, no, no.

On the contrary, is this -!?

"... Damn, guys, defense - heh!

The commander gave a screaming instruction.

Although inferior in nature, it does not change that they are part of the Knights of the Diocese.

As a military man, undoubtedly the highest-class educated experience in this world made the knights reflexively take a defensive stance.

But still, there were many who were late.

"Bye!?

"but oh!?

It's almost a carpet bombing.

And it's incredibly broad in scope.

The majority of the more than fifty knights were in range of attack.

There it is, screaming.

Though defenses were made in time, those swept down by the blast also continued.

The knights were disturbed by the unexpected assault from the spiritual blind spot.

"Oh no...... stupid!?

"Gu, ah... Damn, isn't power the third staircase level..."

"Idiot! With this power, can we attack this range!

"No way, of the Fourth Staircase......!? This is different!?

Knights groaning in pain and shouting in amazement.

Looking down at them, Rose snapped small.

"... well, it doesn't have any more power"

Essentially, magic is the inverse proportionality of power and range if the scale is constant.

If we widen the range, the power itself will be comparable to the magic of the third staircase.

Conversely, if the range is narrowed, the power is nowhere near the third staircase.

Rose's attack earlier cannot be adjusted as such.

Because this is not magic - it's an attack using a simulated demon stone.

This was the meaning of Rose's words that no more power could be given.

Power is constant.

I can't change it.

Except for the scope.

Simple story, we just need to align the demon stones and use them at the same time.

Nevertheless, it is not something that can normally be done, such as collecting large quantities of expensive demonic stones.

It is also a magical tool that can be as powerful as the magic of the third staircase.

It's easy to understand if you think back on the treasure sword that Jun Takaya once had, etc., but the magic tools that can reproduce the magic of the third staircase hit the finest weapons in this world.

I can't do it first, such as aligning numbers.

Normally.

But what could make such a dream story come true was available to Rose.

Regardless, it's about the ability to create magic tools.

Nor did I just use an aligned mock-up demon stone.

Rather, then, we cannot create the sight in front of us.

Because in Rose's simulated demonic stone, it is at best to recreate the magic of the second staircase.

Therefore, there was an idea there.

"... if it's a waste, I don't feel like it, but I don't."

Saying somewhere cutthroat, Rose slaps her foot with an axe patterned ass.

Signs of magic blowing up as soon as possible.

The look on the faces of the knights, who had not yet recovered from the confusion, dramatically attracted them.

Many simulated demon stones Rose had been installing on top of the fence since last night brought light.

The light intensifies. Unlimited.

Finally, cracks entered, not withstanding the exercise of magic beyond the allowable amount.

Regardless, Rose further increases the output.

Higher, higher, until it breaks.

- The idea is the same as the mesmerizing demon stone that was once sent to Kato Mandarin and Kai.

That was a disposable tool that dared to output a great deal of magic in an instant in order to make effective use of scrapstones that had durability problems.

So what happens if we do the same thing with normal demon stones?

Here's the answer. Its power is also comparable to that of the highest-class magic tool, the third staircase.

However, this is only a thought experiment.

Dispose of high-quality magic stones that cost you more time and skill than jewellery in one go.

Such use of magic tools is usually unthinkable.

Except for Rose, who can make her own imitation demon stones.

But even for her, this is not something she can use.

Recently, Rose had prototyped some magic tools.

One thing I didn't make it to this fight.

One thing in time.

And this was the one I made it but didn't want to use.

Simulated demon stones, laborious and time consuming to make.

It also took nearly three months to make a mock demon stone to throw away here, if you add up.

So, I can only use it three times.

In other words, this is tantamount to spending a month of labor time in an instant and throwing it away.

"But this is where we need to be"

Once, Takahiro Mashima, Lord of Rose, had asked his best friend, Kanahiko Takigi, to cooperate for a time in the development of her magic tools.

From his cluttered knowledge and ideas, he told Rose and made her listen to all sorts of things.

Things that are nasty, things that don't matter, things that can even seem like chatter.

In the meantime, there was talk of something called a launch fireworks.

Fireworks that have been completed from one month to several months of production are instantaneous when they burn out.

But in that moment, colors the night sky in a glorious way.

The way it was, Rose felt beauty.

Rose knows her degree.

I'm no match for Gabella.

It won't even reach Lily.

Only one or two steps are inferior.

There will never be a narrowing of this difference more than not having the ability to aggressively prey on other monsters.

On the contrary, there may come a time when the other sisters will leave us.

But if you burn up the pile of time in an instant, or can you spark an unbeatable glow at your sister and sister?

With that wish, Rose speaks the name.

"Warfare 'Fireworks'. No spare time."

The magic of counterattack flew from the knights.

But Rose is protected by a fence.

The walls that should collapse if you eat magic more than once are frightening.

Because it is reinforced by Rose's hand.

Although limited to this area alone, the strength of the fence is not even rivaled by Fort Chile.

The Knights' failure was to give Rose time with the ability to make magic tools.

This fence almost turns into a fortress.

Most of the magic was blocked by the fence, and some of the remaining was prevented by Rose's hands.

There is no one to obstruct, and at last the imitation demon stone is broken and scattered.

Another blast ravaged the knights.