Monster no Goshujin-sama

37

Rose's assault forced a small amount of exhaustion on Borderline Belgian Army headquarters.

But it was also crushed by the battle of 'Angel Doll' Ottomer.

Our own justice triumphed.

The enthusiasm of the soldiers, so convinced, was great.

So when everything around them was wrapped in fog, the soldiers were upset.

It's a deep mist you can't even see a few meters away.

To the sudden, the soldiers bother.

"Calm down! Don't leave the station!

Lewis suppressed his rising men before the upset turned into fear.

"I'm just blind! Just calm down and deal with it, and it doesn't matter!

Sure, my vision got worse, but I can't see anything.

Besides, this situation was expected.

Takahiro Mashima's special magic - the deprivation of vision by mist - allowed Lewis to quickly conjecture.

This is known information and previously a tracking unit had been reported to have been interrupted in the attack.

Naturally, the soldiers have been informed of this information beforehand.

What you don't know is horrible.

But if you know, you can get over it.

To minimize the upset of the soldiers, the captains began to give instructions similar to that of Lewis everywhere.

In addition, Lewis proceeds to grasp the situation.

"The fact that this magic was used means that Takahiro Mashima is here. He must have fallen in Lady Edgar's ambush, but that's a lot. No. But because..."

Lewis frowns.

"I see, have you abandoned the elves that were accompanying you"

I don't even stare at the state of war.

Lewis had an accurate idea that the elves were already at the extreme of exhaustion.

Takahiro Mashima's monster has also received reports that he is just full of protection for the elves from tracking unit attacks.

In addition, apart from the tracking unit, 2,000 separate units are imminent.

In this situation, you can't protect the Elves if you sprain just enough power to attack a squad of 3,000 men.

Takahiro Mashima abandoned the elves.

"Hmm. You're a filthy phony."

Lewis threw up and tied his mouth.

"But... if that happens, could it be possible for all my family to attack me?"

Lewis thinks that we need to consolidate our protection.

Earlier, when Rose made the special attack, he took a blow while the soldiers were bewildered.

We have to make sure that doesn't happen.

Lewis, who begins to consider additional orders, has no loosening beyond this period.

From the information regularly obtained from the tracking unit, Takahiro Mashima had an accurate picture of the current strength of the war and had made extremely reasonable decisions in it.

You can say he was doing his best, to the best of his ability.

... but that is only a story to the best of his knowledge.

Lewis didn't know.

Things had already changed dramatically.

No. To be precise, I was aware of the change itself.

Because the use of the magic of fog had made it possible to perceive the resurrection of Takahiro Mashima.

But I only thought of it as simply 'one boy woke up'.

Until how much it was a product of great readiness and how much of a change it would make in the situation, it was incomprehensible.

Alternatively, it could have been a natural consequence too.

Because Lewis only recognized Takahiro Mashima as a pseudo-brave man and never tried to understand how he was.

The resurrection of just one boy fluctuates the situation that was hopeless.

Already at this time, the first hand was released.

Separate squadrons away from Lewis-led main units continued to march well.

As with the main unit, the morale of the separate teams is high.

Although the maneuver of splitting into two hands and turning into the path of Takahiro Mashima and slapping him has ended empty-handedly, he is definitely hunting down the target.

It is Lewis' belly that leads the Separate Task Force, a person who is impeccable in ability.

Lewis himself was expected to command and work so differently.

It was supposed to be, and you were.

He commanded troops at a level almost close to Lewis - as a result, he was forcing one side of the defense.

"Steady your defense!

"The magicians are ready for interception!

A prompt instruction leads the soldiers to look up into the sky with a pressing face.

It's as if from there, even something horrible appears.

The fear becomes real.

One of the soldiers screamed.

"Here they come!

There was a small dot in the sky, pointing to the momentum.

From the sky's height, something like a stick falls down in pursuit of the Borderline Belgian Army.

If he had excellent vision, he might have noticed that it was a black-painted spear.

Even though it was not the right shape for throwing, the black spear rushed through the sky aiming at the Borderline Bertian Army with sagging speed and accuracy.

"Let it go!

A magician from the Borderline Lord's Army fired the magic he was preparing into the sky.

Many of them are the magic of the wind.

It was a magic soldier's general training as an effective strategy against monsters launching ranged attacks.

The interception force itself is not high to protect some range, but if it is about bow and arrow or spear, it will not pass.

That's supposed to happen, but the path of the black spear barely even deviated.

There was an unlikely wind flow around the spear.

It set the course for the spear, accelerated momentum, pierced the magic defense, and delivered the attack to its target.

- Landing.

The spear pierced the shield that the unlucky, direct-hitting soldier was putting up, like paper.

Neither armor nor flesh was any obstacle.

The tip crushed the ground, rolled it up, and gently blew up the soldier who was nearby.

Not only that, the magic that was on the black spear could be played at the moment of the landing and the wind blades scattered around.

The screams of the soldiers involved are raised.

The girl was listening in public hearing more than fifty meters away.

"Mm-hmm. Looks like you got hit."

Shaking her flax hair, Lily nodded.

Naturally, the earlier attack was at her disposal.

Changes in the situation due to the resurrection of Takahiro Mashima.

It goes without saying that one of them is Lily's participation in the war.

Lili was stuck with Takahiro Mashima's treatment all along during this escape.

It was also some kind of difficult battle.

Freed from that battle, Lily was regaining her freedom.

"Okay, one more time."

When the Borderline Belgian Army says something pale, it grabs the black spear it had prepared in line on the ground.

The work entrusted to Lily was a stepping stone for the Border Bo army.

Without being forced, keep knocking in ranged attacks and stopping the enemy's legs.

If I told you, I'd be doing what I've been doing to my tracking unit.

That, too, is many times more efficient.

For a separate unit of the Borderline Uncle Army, it could be described as a total nightmare.

However, Lily at the time did not see her return to the front as so great.

Sometimes I knew exactly what was happening to me because I was continuously treated by magic and I didn't feel comfortable with my magic residue.

But before such an objective fact, and more essentially, Lily understood the situation.

That is, that his own return is only one end of the great changes made at the expense of his beloved boy.

In fact, a greater benefactor was beside her.

"Mr. Silan, please"

"Okay."

Begging, Siran nodded back.

The motion is crisp and starchy.

Takahiro Mashima is not there because of Edgar's raid, a girl who was dragged away and unable to move properly.

"Lord Lily. Position may remain earlier. I'll adjust the details here."

As I say, I send instructions to my own Spirit.

Via the Spirit's sensation, grasp the position of the Borderline Belgian Army Separate Task Force from a distance.

Plus, I'll augment the magic of the wind attributes that Lily is directing throws at to increase their power and hit accuracy.

"- Hey!"

[]/(n, vs) (yoji) temper/

The spear Lily threw blew out a corner of the Borderline Uncle Army that was consolidating its defense.

"You're hit again. Brilliant."

"Yeah, thanks to Mr. Silan's assistance."

There are already five spears thrown from earlier.

All of that was blowing up soldiers from the Borderline Belgian Army.

Nevertheless, to be honest, the damage itself is not that great.

Sometimes this magic is offset to some extent when piercing a magical defense, and the damage inflicted by a single blow is there by at most ten people, including the injured.

It's just not easy enough to ignore.

If there is a magical defense and the soldiers are in shape, it can be said that it is only with that much damage.

Successful enough as a stunt.

If it doesn't open like this, the Borderline Army understands.

So, what do we do?

"I guess it's time"

Simultaneously with Lily crushing, Silan squirmed.

We read the enemy's movements via the Spirit.

"... I'm here. About two hundred soldiers are coming this way."

Exactly, if you have launched many attacks, they will read the directions.

I wasn't surprised because I had predicted, and Lily just reacted to the number she was told.

"Well, that's more than I thought."

"It should be called decisivity. All of them, you understand that this one is a minority. Then hit the death squad and try to move on while you're blocking your hands. I guess the number two hundred means you appreciate this one."

Lily leaned her neck against Silan, who spoke pale.

"Need help?

"No, I have enough on my own"

Without hesitation, Silan responded instantly.

"Lord Lily, please wait a moment. Rest while you can."

"... yeah. Right."

In fact, Lily is not in such a condition to endure a long battle.

Leaving Lily, who honestly pulled back, Silan ran out of the woods.

The footprint is light and powerful.

These days, I feel magic overflowing the body of the undead, which has always been empty.

Unconsciously glanced at his lips at his fingertips, enough to illuminate heat.

The feeling of being filled with what is given to you by the boy you admire is comforting and at the same time very sweet.

And more importantly, I let him cut his chest off.

I was well aware of how much he had drained by today because of 'psychic drugs', and of Silan's reliance on him for his magic supplies.

As soon as I woke up, I knew there was no way I could turn this much magic on myself.

So I immediately realized what had happened.

No, even if it wasn't, Silan would have noticed.

Anyway, she was the first to warn the boy.

If you think of what has been lost, you can understand the value of the power gained in exchange.

I strongly believe we will not waste it.

It's not just the power given.

It is the thoughts of the boy who created that power that lights Silan's heart.

And that's never just for Silan.

The flame of thought lit by the boy spreads.

Every little one, that's what's going to change the situation dramatically.

Around that time, the tracking unit rolled out from the Borderline Bo's army was still after Takahiro Mashima's line.

The tracking unit is heterogeneous in the Border Bell Army that was marched this time.

Technically, they are not even soldiers of the Borderline Belgian Army.

Because they are knights belonging to the Knights under the Borderline Uncle.

Most importantly, they dedicate their allegiance to the Macro-Lynn Border Uncle, even if they are originally instructed by someone from another chain of command, than they were marched under their command.

They give their swords to the justice of Grantley-McCrowlin.

In that regard, they could be described as knightly knights at all.

Even if the destination where the sword is swung down was an elf without any sin living in a pioneering village.

And even in terms of their ability to hold, they were equipped with first-class things as knights.

The division of roles between the Knights and the Army in this world is clear, with the main task being for the Army to protect towns and villages, while the Knights step into the woods and crusade monsters.

Even in this chase, they had taken full advantage of their properties to tread through the forest and repeated effective ambushes against the 'pseudo-brave' Takahiro Mashima and his monsters, the Pioneering Village Elves.

In addition to that, the remnants of the Cathedral Knights Unit IV were also helping, and as a formation they had everything in place.

Surprise response is certain.

The resistance of the enemy was very stubborn, but the limits are no longer close.

I'll fall in a little bit.

With certainty, they turned to the next raid point.

But that's where the irregular occurred.

"... it's not coming"

The two tracking units were not able to see the elves, even when they were engraved to indicate an assault.

Most importantly, this level was within the expected range.

"Are you even taking a break"

I already know that the elves are losing strength.

If I had stuck my leg, it would have been more convenient.

Essentially, the purpose of the tracking unit is a dead end.

We just need to nail down the enemy until a subsequent main unit or separate task force comes after us.

If there was no movement, it could have been left alone.

... Regardless, at this point they still do not know that neither their main unit nor their separate teams are eating a foothold.

That's why situational judgment.

It wasn't strange to think that there was no need for an attack.

If there was no attack, the elves don't need escorts.

Takahiro Mashima predicted that he would have abandoned the elves without breaking his power, but even if he was right, there would have been no problem.

But here the tracking unit did not fail to properly confirm the enemy's behavior.

They were faithful to their duties and could not be out of hand.

There is no room for luck for the elves.

... Most importantly, Takahiro Mashima didn't count on it from the beginning.

He did not underestimate the enemy.

Therefore, he was striking his hands properly without relying on his luck.

Lewis' prediction was that he abandoned the elf without a hand on his escort, but it was outrageous.

Rather, you can say the opposite of that.

Because...

"Oh. Looks like you're here, you're welcome."

- Because the strongest white spider in the tree sea remained on this scene.

"I'm ready to welcome you. I won't let you through here. Call me."

Gabella smiled invincibly and said away at an enemy who didn't even show up.

No matter, she knows too.

No matter how strong you are, you will not be able to protect the Elves by dealing with two tracking units alone that will be thorough in ranged attacks.

In fact, until now it has not been possible to keep the injured out of the accompanying elves, even in situations where there are other companions.

Then is this a desperate situation?

Is it just a break that Gabella stayed?

That's not true.

Gabella was so sure - that was all the situation she had created.

"What is this?"

A knight in the tracking unit leaked his voice.

The difference between what we saw was what stunned them.

"That it's a spider's nest...?

A white thread connected the woods vertically and horizontally.

The yarn is as thick as a finger, and the unique patterned nest is stretched multiple times to cover a wide range.

This was exactly what should be termed the 'Spider's Boundary'.

In terms of area, there would be enough to wrap up two or three of the standard houses, easily.

Over that vast spider's nest, a giant white spider sat with eight legs spread out.

The sight of a crazy sense of scale is scarce in realism.

The girl of laughing beauty there was so adorable to this sight, though alien.

"What's the matter, you're attacking me"

In the center of the giant spider's nest, the elves are solidified.

If it's just the way you look, you're a pathetic villager trapped in a monster, but, of course, there's no way.

"Make a false threat......!

The knights, swallowed by a different sight, remind us of what we should do.

Connect the arrow in your hand and expand the magic formation.

We had more distance than usual because we cautioned the spider's nest and fastened our legs, but the attack is still a distance to reach.

"Let go!"

A unit divided into two parts unleashed arrows and magic on each.

Gabella alone has no means of preventing this.

In the first place, I didn't need to prevent it.

The arrows and magic unleashed were mostly entangled in the spider's nest.

Even coarse-eyed nets get hooked somewhere if they overlap as much.

The strewn spider yarn was neglected around, but dense enough to approach the center, making it difficult to reach the elves without hooking them up.

At least, the magic attack is sure to hook up somewhere.

Regardless, that's a story you can see, and the knights expected to pull a thousand spider nests if magic was much more powerful than arrows.

But the white spider thread deep in the tree sea was tough far beyond their expectations.

Not all the damage is gone, but breaking through multiple overlapping spider nests will take a lot of time.

So, how about arrows?

The arrows released more than the magic, while entangled most of them in the nest, had reached some of them even to the elves.

But I don't scream.

Instead, it was the decree.

"Here they come! Cover it!"

The Lord of Voices is Melvin, the head of the pioneering village.

Following him in command even though he was wounded, the elves who could still move covered their shields.

Even if they are not comparable to knights, the elves of pioneering villages living in dangerous tree waters do not know the battle.

It's losing its power because of its distance. If it had fewer arrows than enough, it would have been able to hide behind a shield.

The tracking unit was making a mistake, but the elves didn't just hold their legs.

It was not that we had to hold our feet, but before that, the fact was that we held our feet at our will.

I decided to fight while I still had the power to resist, rather than keep running away and tired.

Such a development, the tracking unit did not anticipate.

I never thought I'd retain so much morale when they chased my neighborhood, my hometown, and my enemies were accompanied by the Knights of the Diocese, a symbol of justice in the world, and I still deserved to be amazed at the mere fact that I kept running away without giving up.

Needless to say, there was the work of one boy.

"Here comes the next one, pull yourself together!

In Melvin's ear, which inspires his compatriots, there was still a conversation with Takahiro Mashima.

Takahiro Mashima said to Melvin, who wanted us to pick up Rose without worrying about ourselves because we would only fall together as we were.

I am not going to lose anyone anymore.

But I'm not strong enough on my own.

He wants you to help him.

The word had power.

Even the elves, who don't know what the boy lost, were just determined and prepared to feel it.

That set their hearts on fire.

We all stood up to survive.

The high morale is directly linked to the tenacity of resistance.

Even when they heard the horrible sound of arrows piercing the ground just around the corner, they stood unafraid.

There's nothing we can do at this distance, the tracking unit decided.

Once back off, the two units rendezvous.

We split up again immediately and started moving.

Sweet, the spider's nest was only extensively strewn, and there was ample clearance between each nest.

Either that or it's close to some kind of maze.

It was possible to approach.

Just get close, and the veil of the spider's nest that covers and hides the elves thins.

It's the presence of white spiders to be aware of, but the tracking unit is dividing the power into two units.

I can't deal with both forces any more than my body is one.

They stepped into spider space.

Some slashed with daggers to see if they could do anything about the spider yarn, but it wasn't so easy to slash.

On the contrary, they wrapped their swords around sticky threads, making them wings to lose their weapons.

It means if you touch it poorly, you won't be able to move.

The knights recognized that there were some restrictions on movement.

Well, that's the same thing.

If you're careful, it won't be a problem.

Always keeping Garbera in sight, the tracking unit moved in concealment.

One approaches from the front of Gabella and the other from its opposite side.

The approach is as close as you can get from the attack.

Even there, the offense was effective enough.

Gabella doesn't move.

Haven't you noticed the approach?

Are you aware and unable to move?

Either way, I've had enough.

Troops that were approaching from the other side of Gabella start preparing to attack silently - just before that.

"Kuh."

The only thing that popped up right in front of the tracking unit was a swollen fox stop in the mantle.

"Huh..."

There is no more than an abstention in sensing utilizing the sense of smell than Lily's pseudomorphism involves deterioration.

A tracking unit that was close by hiding itself, but before you quit, such an effort doesn't make any sense.

I mean, I don't really understand it around there. "Something's moving slowly, is it weird?" It was only about recognition.

Whatever it is, weird or whatever, there is no more forgiveness to refrain from than that is the favor of your loving husband.

"Gyah!"

I couldn't get my hair in for a while and threw out countless fireballs.

The knights of the troops defended themselves aggressively, but those swept down by the winding flames continued.

"Damn, you were still there besides spiders!

The knights abandoned the target of the attack.

Stop being a monster with a lot of power.

In a frontal battle, if you fight with this many knights, you can defeat them immediately.

The tracking unit that thought so noticed the situation there.

The battle between the tracking unit and Ayama went from being good tactics with each other to inevitably shooting each other from afar.

But this is where the trees just get in the way, or the spider's nest gets in the way of a long-range attack.

In this regard, both the tracking unit and the moratorium are on the same terms.

In order to pass through the attack, you will need to stand around through the rays.

But the spider thread inhibited its behavior.

The tracking unit is not free to move around.

"Kuuuuuu!

Quitting against each other is great and runs through the woods.

There is no obstacle to action at all.

Simply because the size of your body is different.

No spider thread is stretched at the height at which the yawn runs.

This is a space against ourselves.

The knights, who realized so, had no choice but to move immediately to retreat while biting their teeth.

The speed of that decision was worthy of evaluation, but the ambush must have failed.

It was the first, unproductive retreat since this chase began.

Still, they were lucky.

On the other hand, the troops headed to the front of Gabella, because they weren't there for it.

"..."

The hiding knights breathed.

All of a sudden, Garbera swept him around.

A horribly neat face is pointed at the hidden knights.

Unlike the other who poked him in the back, they remain hidden and have yet to attack either.

And yet, obviously, Gabella's red eyes were supplementing them.

I didn't have time to think about why.

"Retreat!"

It's an unforeseen situation. The decision was quick.

Immediately they try to return to the way they came.

But also more, Gabella moved fast.

"Stupid......!?

The knights' faces were drawn to it.

The distance should have been enough.

But at a demonic speed, Gabella approached the tracking unit.

The move was faster than going flat ground.

The spider yarn, which was supposed to be in the way, served as a scaffold for her.

"No......!?

The strewn spider's nest was more than just an obstacle.

Whoever steps in is inhibited from acting.

The manoeuvrability of Gabella, the Lord of the realm, is enhanced.

The occasion was rightly "Spider's Boundary," a world for Gabella.

The tracking unit did not know that the most vigilant white spider would fight this way.

So I couldn't even handle it.

But neither that nor impossibility.

Soon after the knights' eyes and nose, Gabella laughed.

"I can't help but be surprised. This way, I forgot my concubine until he pointed it out to me."

Gabella is the strongest white spider in the tree sea.

It is a monster that ravages enemies with overwhelming combat abilities.

It has always been its mobility and power, and it has even interacted with having cheats from the top.

I was going to do the same this time.

But there was a suggestion from the unexpected.

It was Berta who sandwiched his mouth in the operation.

She actively advised herself this time of any mood changes.

- It's a spider. Why don't you put up a nest?

That was a simple question.

In the first place, Arakune is not such a strong monster if you fight from the front.

Instead, I'm not the type to do frontal combat by mistake.

What I'm good at is flattery.

By stretching the spider's nest and taking the terrain to his side, for the first time Arakune demonstrates true value.

- The way you fight is like a gladiator imitating a fighter. You'll fight because you're building your body, but it doesn't make a difference that you're not using your original weapon.

Berta praised the way Gabella fought.

The truth is, from the time we met, why didn't he put up a spider's nest... and she was wondering.

- You can still fight enough, no, more than enough.... Oh, shit. Thinking about it, I'm angry. Why should I give such advice!

- Oh, oh? I don't know what it is, but I'm sorry?

For the sake of his own king, if you try Berta, who is hissing for strength, Gabella is unreasonable in itself.

It is the original monster called Arakune who spends the bulk of his resources as a monster on spider yarn.

Yet, in the case of Gabella, it became too strong, and it was faster to go for an assault than it was waiting for, and that became a combat style as it was.

Totally cod out, but in a way, it could have been normal.

"The Berta one, because I was really mad at you. I was scared."

This is how you say things that are pleasant, but don't forget.

She is the strongest white spider deep in the tree sea.

In other words, even legendary irrationality and cod incarnation.

But that's it.

On the fingertips of the crisp ringing, the blood returned is sticky.

The color of the skin was only white, and its red was terribly vivid, in the eyes of the beholder.

"... stupid. He says it's all gone."

The white spider remembered the way it was supposed to fight was overwhelming.

In her world, covered by a spider's nest, one of the two troops sank into a sea of blood.

There was no longer anything we could do, and one crack in the tracking unit retreated.

"Ya... Yay! We did it!

The elves cheered.

We look at each other incredibly, hugging each other and rejoicing.

The refrain rushes over to Gabella, who was nodding and watching how it was.

"Oh. Stop, your lord was active, too"

Get on Gabella's head and stop letting her bloat satisfactorily.

"Khu."

"Mm-hmm. Now you're okay for the moment"

If you hit this far, you won't be attacked for a while first.

The tracking unit is loyal to the mission.

If you have suffered a great deal of damage, you will continue the mission in quite a way.

For example, simply keeping an eye on the elves with their legs in a faraway winding allows them to carry out their mission.

In a situation where it was only two people, Gabella and Ayama, who were able to fight properly, they were able to bounce back the raid, as they are now, because there was this' Spider Boundary '.

If we get out of here, we lose the advantage of the place.

I can't leave.

Nevertheless, this was the situation I wanted.

There was no damage and we got immediate safety.

If a fellow who served his purpose returns, escape will also come true.

Looking around at the joyful elves, Gabella looked up into the sky.

"This one's worked out. And then..."

Behind Lewis' predictions, the elves were protected.

On the contrary, I was able to reward even one arrow for what I had been able to do.

The changes brought about by the resurrection of one boy produced results that far exceeded the expectations of the enemy.

Lily's return to the front.

Silan's power restored.

Advice to Gabella.

The excitement of the elves.

They were all essential to invert things.

But the most fundamental changes have yet to be told.

"... let's go"

"Oh."

A foggy boy ran out to get back what was important.