Monster no Goshujin-sama

31 - Rose Perspective

Grasping a battle axe with a giant half-moon blade, I jumped into the midst of an enemy army.

All around us there are only enemies.

A hole in a needle with a pomp in the army.

That's where I stand.

I'm almost ready.

There has been no regression over this period.

"... it's a mass battle"

Look at the enemy army at Yunxia's time and twinkle one.

Without fear, I stepped in.

"Push it through!

Wave the axe and crush down the enemy soldiers.

Clear the way forward.

Screams and yells crossed.

"Damn, what the hell is that guy!

"Awesome power! Don't let the looks fool you!

"He said he was family!? Is that the monster!?

They're incredible. I raise my voice, but you're right.

I'm a monster.

This body merely imitates the appearance of a person, whose essence is a strange doll.

Although not particularly powerful within his peers, he nevertheless has a stronger vegan arm than a human being.

If that's all you think it is, it's a big mistake.

"Shh!

Mood flashes, axe rolls out.

Always conscious of the center of gravity, coupled with stepping in, waving an axe all over your body.

Switch the weight of the weapon to centrifugal force and beat it out of your mind.

Your husband is not the only one who received a handful from Shiran, a martial arts master.

Sadly, my physical operation was close to that of man, and it was possible to wear martial arts.

Regardless, although it's not far enough to be a delicate sword move like Mr. Silan's, even if he's just holding down the basics, the story is going to be completely different.

A powerful blow, not comparable to when I was waving with my arms alone, could easily be crushed if it was about a heartbeat.

Even if defended by a shield, it doesn't matter.

I'll slap him thoroughly, and for every few people next to him, I'll wrap him up and knock him down at once.

Leave the groan behind, and I will strike the next enemy soldier.

I will not stab a defeated soldier in the face.

Because if you put your feet together for that, you'll quickly be surrounded by enemies and crushed.

I was not optimistic about the situation.

The enemy is the Border Bell Army.

Though you're dividing some of it into a separate task force, that doesn't change the enormous amount of that force.

The assault earlier was flashy, but what actually shredded would be about twenty people at most.

We don't know the exact strength of the enemy, but compared to its total number, damage is insignificant.

But that's okay.

I knew that before I did it.

That's why I stuck it in as flashy as I could.

That was meant to upset the enemy.

Its purpose is fulfilled.

The enemy's movements lacked glory and the response was lagging behind.

In this gap, I was going to scratch around the battlefield for as long as I could.

Because the longer I stay here, the more likely your masters are to escape.

As a result, we are unable to stab our enemies in the face, but this is not a problem either.

For example, where one of the hundred soldiers was sacrificed, the group would function.

But if thirty people get hurt, it should take a lot of time to rebuild.

The same can be said of the current situation.

It is better to injure many enemies than to take a leg to inflict fatal injuries on a small number of enemies, some of which are more effective if you think about the future.

Even if you think about footprints, anyway, keep fighting for a long time.

Even if they don't die, this one keeps creating a situation where they don't die.

That's all I tell myself, and I kick the line.

Then I saw a bunch coming in this way.

"I won't let you like it any more!

A man screamed as he cut the front and ran.

I guess this guy leads a bunch.

Is it something like a troop leader? Lead your men and they will attack you resolutely.

"I'll stop here!

"No. Let me push through"

Nice temper, but you can't take this one either.

With the opposite hand holding the axe, I removed a single knife from my apron pocket.

Throw the impending enemy with the momentum they have taken out.

This was also due to the throwing technique taught by Mr. Silan.

Nevertheless, unlike an axe that could have been handled, a burning blade.

The range is short, only to the extent that it can be done if you can fly straight.

The knife he threw was bounced by the shield the leading man was putting up.

"This stuff!

"It won't work."

Nor has this one thought from the beginning of how he could do this to one of his enemies with such a knife.

That's why it was planted.

Bounced knife patterned ass.

The mock-up demon stone embedded there shines strong and splashes.

"Whoa!?

How loud it sounded, it exploded.

"No spare time."

This was also a derivative of the warfare costume Fireworks.

By using up the simulated demon stone, it achieves instantaneous high output.

It is less powerful than "Fire-Works" because it did not combine a large number of simulated demon stones, but it is easy to take around just for that matter.

Depending on where it is used, it is expected to be quite effective.

I couldn't prepare a lot of copies because I don't feel comfortable with the rest of the mock demon stones in Fire-Works the other day, but I decided not to spare any effort.

A man stirred by a small blast and his men disfigured.

Then I plunged my hair into the breeze that was blowing.

Kick down the leading man and move on as you sneak away the soldiers that follow.

Break through.

Ahead - I had a bitter grin.

"... is this the Borderline Lord's Army?"

There was a spear tip, arranged for this one.

Some squadrons are shifting in line and building walls.

Unlike before, I was ready to fight.

"Ugh, gu... don't make me go!

Earlier, I heard a man kicking his ass.

Apparently, while his troops were buying only a little time, the Friends had created their own.

It's more responsive than I thought.

If they line up, the breakthrough will be difficult.

Nevertheless, if we stay here, we will give our enemies further leeway.

"I'm going in."

There was no other hand.

Throw the same knife as earlier and explode the simulated demon stone.

If it is the second time, the enemy also expects it, and for that matter it will be less effective, but it is better than not.

Bless the blast, it clashes from the front.

"Ugh..."

The blow of the axe knocked down part of the front row, but there his legs got stuck.

Attempts to strike again, but sharp tips are penetrated countless times.

Not an inevitable number.

Take it aggressively with both arms.

The tip of my ear entered my skin with momentum.

"Poke and kill!

Not good as this.

"Knock."

I twisted my mind.

The scratch and tip pulled out of my body.

No blood will flow from the doll's body, and the crushed shards will fall slightly zero.

Back off the spot to escape the spear.

It was my first retreat since this battle began.

Shortly afterwards, I heard a voice from a coward.

"I got it!

Earlier, of the troops that broke through, it seems that those who were safe have chased them.

It's a waste of time to deal with it.

"Out of the way!

I decide to cut another hand tag.

Without looking back like a pawn, he threw a sphere removed from the pocket of the apron.

It was a white sphere about the size of a person's head.

This is also one of the myriad magic tools I've made.

Inside, a simulated demonic stone of the wind attribute is planted.

Over the heads of the soldiers, magic tools burst.

Momentum, white scattered.

"Whoa!?

"Hey, what's this?

Sticky and tangled in the soldiers' bodies were spider threads.

This magic tool is made from the cocoon of a Garbera spider.

A simulated demonic stone of the wind attribute is planted inside, which, when activated, is a mechanism for spreading spider yarn.

It only goes to some extent to the following opponents, just a stumbling block, but it works in this situation.

Make sure the chaser's legs are dull, another half a spin.

Again, turn to the troops in front of you.

Another assault.

(9) Take him down, make him scream, take the spear of retribution, and pull back.

"Not yet...... not yet!

Third time.

The battle line collapsed.

"This... so!

Eat through people's walls.

Get a definite response, before.

Though...

"... well, that's how it's gonna come"

- Ahead, another unit was waiting.

Trying to get eaten through the line, that's just a small part of the whole thing.

As if nothing had happened, the Borderline Belgian Army was there.

This was the power of numbers.

It's like dripping a glass of ink into the ocean.

The fever of struggle vanishes in vain and nothing remains to be done.

A chilling sense of solitary confinement breaks my heart.

In addition, little by little, the agitation inflicted by the enemy forces in the first blow was disappearing.

Now there's a little distance between the waiting units.

By chance, I guess not.

If we don't get through this open space, we can't attack.

I rushed out at full speed.

But it really takes a few seconds.

In this open space, just me.

There was no way the enemy missed this chance.

"Let it go!

Magic and arrows flew in from the rear guard.

I was reading it, but there was nothing I could do.

I can't avoid it.

"Gi......!

An arrow stood all over his body and even got a direct hit of magic.

There was an unpleasant noise from his left arm, who sheltered himself.

Barely, I couldn't stop running.

Forced to scratch in the rain of magic and arrows, he slams his axe into the enemy's line.

"Don't be frightened! Poke and kill!"

The spear strikes back.

Damage.

The man who was giving instructions to the troops laughed.

"You've let me trick you a lot, but that's it!

That's what they say, too, was in a situation where there was no choice.

My arm, which took the spear, was trembling with reluctance.

The force doesn't come in well.

Under a burnt long-handed bag, his left arm was badly damaged and cracked.

My fingers fell off some and I can't even grip the knife satisfactorily.

The right arm was still there, but the spear tip was stuck in the elbow sphere joint with the current attack.

Now, I can't wield my weapon.

I can't fight.

I just have to give up.

Normally - if you were human, you would have been.

"Not yet."

But this is a doll and a shield.

Be a girl and a monster.

So it doesn't end here.

It won't end.

"I will spare no effort today."

For that one, my dear.

I've decided to give everything away and do what I have to.

Until then, when this body turns into wood shavings, keep fighting.

For that, this is the trump card.

"Battlesuit 'Matryusicaa'"

It's a magic tool that gave the name of a doll that mimics a girl.

In other words, this magical tool that transforms me, the doll and the girl, into a magical tool -.

"- Change of clothes"

Pull out the tip of the spear that stood on your arm and jump off the spot, driving the magic.

As soon as there was a crack, the damaged arm broke.

As originally laid down, it is divided from two arms, into two parts.

Inside the broken arm, a simulated demonic stone was planted.

The inscribed effect is' storage '.

At the same time that it breaks in two, the potency of the simulated demonic stone is lost and what was stored pops up.

The spare arm.

"Reconnect"

makes a chirping noise and arms are connected from the shoulder.

With that hand I had just connected, I grabbed an axe that was on my way down to the ground with my broken arm.

Feeling at your fingertips, waving your arms, along with no problems.

In a state of plenty, I will cover my axe.

"The conversion is over. We'll resume the fight."

The opposing soldiers were looking at us.

It would be a natural reaction.

Because the enemy that should have drained him returned to full health in an instant.

Against them I smiled.

"I'm sorry, because this is the kind of body I have. It's not over yet."

This is a shield to protect your husband.

For that matter, you can be a piece of wood.

That's what I thought, and I've come this far.

This magic tool makes its vows real.

Specifically, it utilizes a magical tool bag mock demon stone that messes with the interior space.

The inserter structure that keeps the bag in the bag itself is something that we have been using for a long time now.

It took a little while to apply to this form, but it had managed to reach a practical stage.

The result was this' instantaneous restorative ability '.

"This self is a shield that protects the Lord. No matter how many times you get crushed, keep fighting."

From the beginning, I said:

He said this was a 'volume battle'.

The number of spare parts held is more than 100 on both arms and legs.

If a thousand soldiers stand in the way, let's face this Baidu rebirth.

Physical fatigue is not on the doll, and when I think of your husband, I can't even break my heart.

The battle was still to come.