Monster no Goshujin-sama

27.

I turn a blind eye to the two who confront me.

Edgar-Givarsch and Zoltern-Miharlek.

He was doing reconnaissance, and both were opponents he remembered as unafraid enemies.

"... I didn't expect us to meet Takahiro Mashima. This is a masterpiece."

Edgar, who seemed distracted, had a belligerent grin when he understood the situation.

"The Travis bastard is empty. I don't know. I'm sorry. My face is in my eyes."

"No, he's about to raid me."

"Am I?"

Edgar who sounds suspicious, but I don't have an in-laws to tell you more.

When it came to how I was supposed to be in the house where Travis was supposed to be the target of the attack, how could I be in another place like this, it was thanks to the magic of The Misty Vault.

As it stands, I basically use the magic of "fog" to grasp the space in the middle of nowhere.

But one more thing, this magic works.

It's a magical effect of illusion.

I was using that power to make myself look like I was in that house.

The powers of illusion are not very strong, but I was fortunate that one good thing, the less tolerant, hooked me up.

Even without that, the break-in would have taken place, but thanks to you, he went in with certainty.

Of course, that was an illusion that meant nothing, but that house had a trap set.

It would have seemed fortified in the eyes of the knights, and it actually had some strength, but that was essentially only haribote.

It was done by Rose's hand in such a way that if the pillars needed to be broken were impacted, they would collapse on Peppa.

In addition, I remembered when I lived in a tree sea and did another idea.

Back then, the trees that Rose had felled to set the fire to burn well.

Originally, it was the application of the ability to make magic tools that fired raw trees that were difficult to burn, but we remembered that we kept the firewood that Rose had made in the house.

There, Robbia penetrated at the timing of the Knights' entry and spit out the flames.

Right now, in the space I recognize, the trap just activated.

Unfortunately, Travis didn't seem to be captured, but I could confirm that he had sharpened his power enough.

I can confirm Travis is going semi-frequent.

I could hear the dragon roar faintly in my own ears.

I cut the consciousness I was pointing at when I decided I didn't seem to need to worry anymore.

Or I couldn't afford to be attentive.

I must concentrate on my battle.

I glanced at the two knights in front of me.

As a result of everyone fighting to the best of their ability, I was able to stop most of my enemies.

Only two of the two hundred members of the Knights of the Cathedral Unit IV were able to reach this building, which houses Silan and the villagers.

Of course, if it was zero, I'd never have gone over it, but it's definitely not more than this has happened.

I unleashed the magic of the 'fog', which had expanded thinly over a wide area.

Guess the intent, Asalina wraps herself around her left arm when she lurches.

I grabbed the handle of the shield firmly and pulled the sword out with my right hand.

I can't resist pointing a cut at the enemy in front of me.

They waved down their swords at the irresistible villagers.

There is also an absolute reason why we must protect our fellow citizens.

And... because the way the Cathedral Knight, including Travis, is heartbreaking when you look at it.

I cannot allow it to exist.

As much as I feel that way.

"Oh, come on, what are you doing?"

When I was ready for battle, Edgar smiled.

I stood guarded like a knight in a battle, but I found my feelings unsuitable here.

"Though you must be a 'monster'. And you want to fight for yourself?"

Takahiro Mashima has no inherent ability for combat.

I guess Edgar knows that, too.

"Oh. If that's what you need to get through here"

When I answered, my grin disappeared from Edgar's face.

It was a frustrating look that showed up instead.

"... dude. You're kidding me. What happened to the white spider? What about the slime that says you look like a woman?

It would be a sign of his anger that his voice is shaking slightly.

"No way, you... right. Is that what the main team and the separate teams are eating? That way, you turned those two. Damn it. I thought it was a hit, it's a poor lottery."

Apparently, Edgar wanted to fight Gabella and Lily.

Yet it would also be discouraging for me to show up.

He sighed deeply.

"It shrivels, not at all."

"Then why don't you just keep going home?

"Those cousins, but they don't either. It's my job too."

Edgar rocked her stripping sword.

My indifferent eyes reflected me.

"Kill him now. But I'll rendezvous with the others. Enjoy it."

- He stood unconstitutional and kicked the ground forcefully.

Crude words and deeds are backwards, and that movement, which fleshes here, is sophisticated enough to even make you feel streamlined.

Step in sharply and try to poke in the blade you've got.

but not really, the sound of steel meeting with each other sounded.

"... Am I?

"Whatever it takes, it's too much licking"

To Edgar's blow, I didn't like it.

It was slow enough to stretch, even compared to Gabella's blow of training.

I can deal with this adequately.

"Ha."

I pulled back my sword and aimed at my throat.

That's right, Edgar's reaction is sharp.

I retreated quickly and avoided this.

It was a perfect evasion.

But if I were alone,

"Sama!"

On Edgar's face, Asarina struck.

Strip your fangs trying to get through your eyeballs.

"I won't let you!

"... mah!?

But Zoltern, who had penetrated from the side, cut off Asalina's haetrixa-shaped head.

Proper follow-up. While enemies.

And I don't have time to be impressed.

With a sword to give back, Zoltan comes after his neck.

Hands on this one too. It is at a level close to Silan.

If...

"- Whoa!

And We caused the shields of our left arms to break in between one another.

"Colour!? What...!?

The zoltarn on the side of the punch was making a bitter noise.

His sword was bounced back into the shield, as if it had been struck by a metal wall.

An unlikely situation without an overwhelming arm force difference.

Did the hand that was holding the sword get paralyzed, or my eyes cramp?

There's no reason to miss the gap we made there.

I tried to attack you with courage...

"-Come on!?

Around the back of my neck, I was relieved.

Turn yourself back without defying your instincts.

Over my head, a sharp flash ran.

I avoided it. But it's not the end.

"Ugh."

Shortly afterwards, the kick came.

I defended myself with a shield, but my face would have been crushed if I hadn't.

They kick me up and blow me off behind my back for meters.

You can't show a gap.

He postured in the air and landed off his feet.

Edgar was the one who was looking at this one when he raised his face.

There, there was no atmosphere of play until earlier.

He shook his kicking leg plumply, then glanced at Zoltern, who apparently hurt his sword-shaking hand.

"Earlier defense......"

My gaze is coming back here.

"Don't plant anything on that left arm."

……

I was spotted.

I took that fact without any particular surprise.

As Edgar pointed out, this left arm is home to the power of 'White Spider Atrocities'.

If you swing it out of your mind, it's powerful enough to make your arms useless with recoil.

Because it is so user-friendly, I was in a trial and error as to whether there was anything I could do about it, but lately, I had succeeded in acquiring the technology to relieve the burden by using my powers only momentarily.

It's still hard to predict timing, but it's at a level where you can manage to use it in action.

If possible, I wanted to make up my mind about this, but wouldn't it work out so well?

"The battle level is the average of our guys, even without the help of their left arm."

Edgar looked at me strangely and calmly.

"There's still something awkward about sword arms, but for that matter, protection and avoidance aren't bad. Physical enhancement is definitely up there. Besides, you're used to getting my kick in the face and fighting the stink."

The tip of Edgar's sword, which was sloppily lowered, scraped up the ground.

"I heard Takahiro Mashima doesn't have the strength to fight... how could that be a big deal?"

"Are you complaining?"

"No. Hey, there's no way."

Like ripping your cheeks off, laughing.

It was a dark blood-smelling grin.

"This is gonna be a little fun."

……

Hopefully, I would have appreciated it if you would have retreated if it didn't fit for you, but it rather caught fire.

Edgar lowers herself with a fierce grin and also sits next to her at Zoltarn.

"Chi don't shrivel two to one, but don't tell me you're cowardly. Enjoy it at best."

"I won't say that. This is a real fight."

I answered and shook my blanket.

"And in the first place, this one's not alone."

"Am I?"

"... Asalina, Salvia"

If I called him up, he immediately raised his voice to respond.

"Gosh, shh! Sama!"

"Call me, sir."

Asalina stretches long and drifts around, stripping her fangs and intimidating her enemies.

Salvia, who appeared behind him with half the fog, has turned his arms around his neck with a method that does not make him feel the weight.

"I'll do my best. I need your help."

"Summer!"

"Okay."

Along with my trusted companions, I gazed upon my enemies.