Monster no Goshujin-sama

39

A torn angel doll blows away.

Hands and feet scattered to the ground in pieces.

And I looked back, and opened and closed my left hand with a long stretched nail.

"... well. Who wants to fall apart next?

If you tow it with a different claw, the knights who were after this gap wander.

If you see a doll turned into a wreck in just one blow, it would be normal to be hesitant to penetrate it instantly.

There, Berta rendezvous late.

He's been forced to break through the knights' walls, and he was hurt some.

"Are you all right, Takahiro Mashima!

"Oh. Are you okay?"

"Naturally."

Berta answers as she wipes the lacerations on her cheeks.

The rendezvous was appreciated because it was just hard to beat this number of enemies alone.

"... Huh? Berta, is it?

In my arms, Rose raised a bewildered voice.

It's the first time I've seen Berta as he is, so I guess this reaction is natural too.

"Oh, yeah. I'm glad you're okay, too."

"Huh. Um, yes"

Favorable voices are also unimaginable from previous solid bertas.

Rose's expression without swallowing things is adorable.

I just don't have time to tell you the details right now.

I felt my gaze and looked back.

The figure of a stern man was there.

He was the man who was trying to stab Rose in the stomach.

"Master Lewis, please step back!

Soldiers like his men rushed over to the man.

Apparently, that's the enemy commander, Lewis-Bird.

It was the Macrolin Borderline uncle who decided to destroy me as a "false brave man," but his name was him.

In a way, the man, who can also be described as the spokesperson for Uncle Borderline, has been staring at this one with eyes mixed with outrage and hatred.

"You! Takahiro Mashima...!

He was tempted to strike me with a sword in his hand.

But such Lewis, Ottomer suppressed.

"Lord Lewis. Can you stay back?"

"Dear Ottomer...... Bye"

"This is where we fight."

Near Ottomer, who looked terribly pale, there were nearly twenty angel dolls.

Apparently, it's newly generated.

Earlier, it would be weaker than the larger ones I broke, but the numbers are pretty good.

In addition, the other Cavaliers of the Diocese will set their swords against me, so that they may besiege me.

"Lord Lewis gave the soldiers instructions as soon as possible."

With his gaze pointed this way, Ottomer spoke to Lewis.

"This is a great opportunity."

"Opportunity, is...? But our army..."

"Oh. The legions have been half-baked. Probably the effect of this fog. But that doesn't matter at this time. What matters is that Takahiro Mashima has jumped in here. As long as this man can finish, his purpose will be fulfilled."

Ottomer said pale.

The screams of the soldiers around us in the mayhem would still not disappear, but it seemed as though such was not in my ear.

That was Lewis, too, looking snotty.

"But Master Ottomer. To fight, I must gather my fleeing soldiers first."

"No. We're behind on the escaped. First, I will end Takahiro Mashima. Quite a few soldiers have fled and scattered, but there must still be about 40% of the force left. With more than a thousand soldiers, we can definitely end this."

Ottomer was also calm in this situation.

Without being flushed by the situation, I was looking only at what should be exchanged - what should be exchanged.

As a matter of fact, although it was dismissed by Ottomer, Lewis' judgment is often not a mistake.

The illusioned soldiers fled so sparsely.

It's not good to just be shipwrecked in the woods, but this is a tree sea.

The Borderline Belgian Army is strong because it is only one herd of controlled people.

If we do not retrieve them as soon as possible, a significant part of them will be swallowed up by the tree sea.

Ottomer's decision is tantamount to telling him to abandon them.

However, that was not just an exposition of irresponsibility.

"Lay a siege and hunt down Takahiro Mashima. Until then, let us hold back."

The most at risk in this scene is the Knights of the Diocese, who must fight in small numbers.

As a matter of course, Ottomer bought the role and got out.

There is no passion like Lewis there.

or, like Travis, making others a convenient tool.

No. Maybe I treat it like a tool, but should I say that it includes myself?

Ottomer's judgment is based solely on the achievement of his purpose.

Is the thought of treating a person as a number and neglecting the value of an individual unique to military personnel loyal to the task?

That may be the opposite of me, in a way.

And the instructions themselves were effective.

"Ku...... ok"

Lewis is a soldier again.

If you try them, the crusaders have jumped into enemy territory almost alone.

There is no way to miss this opportunity.

Lewis left the spot to give instructions to his men.

At the moment, it is difficult to operate an army that is almost on the verge of disintegration.

But if it was that Lewis, Ottomer would have decided that he could do enough to wrap up his men who had lost control and hit the enemy in front of him.

Perhaps that decision is correct.

"Maintain the siege. If appropriate, my doll will follow"

Ottomer is going to buy time for the army to be ready.

If they buy time and Lewis dares a total attack that ignores the sacrifice, it's hard to escape where there was the power of this left arm and the help of Berta.

Even if they don't do it so easily, one day they'll lose strength and crush them.

That was an undeniable fact, too.

"You misjudged me, Takahiro Mashima."

Ottomer called out.

"For coming to help the doll there, you die"

In his arms, Rose stretched his broken body.

"I'm sorry to hear that. If I abandoned him and ran away, the wound would still have been shallow."

Ottomer continued pale.

I guess you're going to crush this one's war will.

But whether it was effective or not was a different story.

"You don't understand."

I smiled at Ottomer's words.

"Shallow wounds? Don't be stupid."

I gave Rose a good look.

I don't seem to know one thing about this one, and I'm telling you this is the time.

"That's fatal, so I'm here."

"Your husband..."

I love the presence of looking up at this one from within my arms.

If I felt that way, there was nothing to sway about in this situation.

"... I see. I think I'm ready."

Ottomer lowered his voice.

Even as we talk, the angel dolls are getting closer together.

Beyond that, the knights were watching this gap.

If there's a gap, he's attacking us, which means he's going to drain our energy and strength.

The purpose over there is to buy time, but they're not going to make it any easier.

On such an instant occasion, it was Berta who opened his mouth.

"Oh. Takahiro Mashima is absolutely right"

The half of the Berta girl growing from the wolf's back looks to the ottomers from high ground.

"They don't know anything."

"... what?"

Ottomer snapped small to see if there was anything to feel in that gaze.

Berta's calm demeanor didn't mean he was cornered at all.

That eye can be pointed right at us.

"You're here."

"Oh."

I nodded correctly, understanding the meaning of the phrase.

"I was somewhat prepared to have to fight a protracted war, but that was faster than I expected. Apparently you did your best."

"What..."

The look on Ottomer's face I was about to say was strong.

Because a shadow fell around us.

Noticing that there was something above him, Ottomer looked up at the fog-covered sky.

At that moment - something strange also comes down with the boulder.

"Huh......!?

Large spreading wings scratch the fog.

The total length is nearly ten meters. The majority of them are covered in crusts, how stubborn they are.

"Guru, gaaaaaaaa!

Flames spilled from his roaring jaw, and the firepowder chipped into the air.

Ottomer opened his eyes.

"No way this is... a dragon!?

"Grr, gooooooooooooooo!

And when the dragon descended into the earth to protect us, he let the stunned knights exhale in flames.

They are not cathedral knights who fall with it, but they are forced to defend and retreat when they are plunged into the void.

As the dragon roar shook the air in fright, I heard a girl who didn't even go old.

"Takahiro - heh!

From the back of a flaming dragon, a small shadow popped out.

Against the backdrop of flaming red, a girl with brighter red hair jumps straight this way.

"Takahiro! Rose! Are you all right?

"Robbia"

I called the name of the girl who was going to hold me.

"Oh, I'm fine. You did a great job."

"Mm-hmm. I told him right."

Robbie scrubs his head around his chest.

There seems to be some emotional instability to observe from the tricks we don't normally do, but what we need to do seems to have been accomplished.

The result was this status quo.

"Ella told me you can't talk like that."

A glimpse of the dragon spewing flames and holding the enemy back, Robbia said.

Apparently, that dragon that brought Robbie was her sister Ella.

Robbia spoke for the dragon who gave me a glimpse here.

"'Now that we have lost the inside, there is nothing we can rely on. Takahiro protected his sisters. We, the Dragon Clan, will fight together to reward him."

"Right. Thanks, Ella."

As I thanked him, the dragon that stepped down barked to respond.

I smiled at you and then turned my arm around Robbie's back as he hugged me.

"Robbia too. Good luck with that."

"Mmm."

What I asked Robbia to do was make contact with a family of dragons who were on the run.

No matter where you are, it's no coincidence you were able to make contact with them.

There was a 'fog junction' in the area around here.

In it, the dragons in the dragon abyss could live only because they found out what was inside the fog.

However, as for the "Misty Temporary Inn" Salvia, who is Teng himself who knitted the technique, he goes on.

Anyway, in a way, 'The Fog Boundary' is her own.

It is no exaggeration to say that the magnitude of the magic 'Misty Vault' has increased.

When I asked her to connect me to a dying and broken junction, I found Ella, who was unable to escape from the realm because her brothers were badly injured.

Of them, the majority were lucky to be nearby.

Because by doing so, we were able to help them without a place to go, to treat those who needed them, and to seek the help of those who could fight.

By now, Kay, who followed him, should be on the lookout for the injured.

And those who could fight responded to the last sister's plea.

"D, the dragon......!?

People screamed.

Beyond the fog, there was a huge shadow gently going through the sky.

The number is seven.

Spit the flames on the Borderline Berber Army, which had just begun to somehow regain control.

With mighty power, the family of dragons, who had been hiding for so long, finally stripped out their fangs.

It was the sight that broke the spirit of the Borderline Belgian Army, which was already on the verge of collapse.

"Takahiro Mashima...!

Ottomer groaned.

"This is your last hand!

Nor can they fight back, which was an organization, and the soldiers of the Borderline Belgian Army are blazed to the right and left.

Now, where the Cathedral Knights have put their lives on hold here, it would be impossible for the remnants of the Borderline Belgian Army to mount an attack.

Ottomer will have lost a great premise.

Then how do I get out?

Ottomer snapped at us.

"... retreat."

At the same time, angel dolls dared to storm simultaneously.

"Exactly. That's a quick decision."

I expected to wave my left arm nails without rushing.

Each of the other guys intercepts a doll.

Nevertheless, enemies too.

Ottomer, who gave instructions to his men to retreat, has rolled out additional angel dolls.

Now that you've exhausted all your might, the other knights run on their backs where Ottomer is about to fall.

That's all I could do, and at the time we destroyed all the angel dolls, we were quite a distance from the Cathedral Knights.

"... do we go after him?

Robbia will confirm.

If we really chase him, we'll be able to wipe out all our enemies.

But I shook my head to the side.

"No. Meet everyone first"

The status quo is nothing but a victory in local warfare.

In particular, separate units of the Borderline Belgian Army still retain sufficient fighting power.

Even though Lily and the others are holding back, if they bring it, they could reach the elves.

After rendezvous with the Lillies as soon as possible, I had to pick up the Gabellas.

"I'll pull you up."

I spanned Berta with Rose, and Robbia jumped on Ella's back.

As Berta ran out, Ella's roar rang.

I guess I'm urging my other brethren to retreat.

That's it for the battle.

"... if possible, either Lewis or Ottomer just wanted to take it down here."

I snapped small as I was rocked on Berta's back.

Even if he outdid this time of the day, Lewis would not give up.

They must come back to restructure the Borderline Uncle's army again.

The Cathedral Knights ottomers, too, it was the same.

"What? You should think about it from now on"

When I heard my crush, Berta called out.

"With all that damage, the enemy will also take time to restructure. We should have bought enough time."

"Right."

Until now, I've been cornered and forced to deal with all that each time.

If I had the time to respond, the story would be different again.

More importantly, we are in perfect condition.

Neither should they have been able to set me up so easily.

"Besides... as long as we have time, things could change"

Berta said to add:

"What's the situation?

In meaningful words, I lean my neck.

Berta looked back at the girl's half and looked at this one, shaking her blanket.

"... no. Let's not talk about things we haven't finalized yet."

Something seemed to come to mind, but Berta didn't talk about it any further.

Instead, he looked around my chest.

"I wonder if there's more to talk about right now."

"... oh"

The meaning of the word was obvious, so I dropped my eyes on the presence that was still in my arms, even when I entered Berta.

Rose and I got eyes on each other.

"Your husband..."

A frightened girlfriend called me.

It was a kid-like reaction where pranks were found.

Her reaction was adorable with small animals, but I can't give her a sweet face.

"Also, I'm sorry. This time, we did something on our own."

"Totally."

When I returned it, Rose stretched her expression.

Usually, you'd be lying low and apologizing, but that's also irresistible in the current situation where you don't have both hands and legs.

Sounds a little pathetic, but I really made you worry this time, so if you don't do this much angry, I don't know.

When you're angry about Rose, there's no lie to those words that answered Berta.

So I was going to make sure he knew too there.

"If I were dead, I'd never forgive you."

Lifting slightly the light body that was holding against his chest, he tells him to peek into his face from the top.

Then Rose wolfed on the surface.

"Wow, ah! Master!

"... I don't know if you're angry or spoiled"

I sigh like the berta I was listening to was frightened.

I shrugged my shoulders.

"Both. In Rose's case, it's the best way to spoil it."

Or maybe this isn't a bad idea.

It would be a good cut, knowing how important I am.

"... Oh, that. Your husband."

With that in mind, as I was in conversation with Berta, Rose gave a weak and cut voice.

"What?"

"Please don't play games. I'm going to be ugly right now."

Rose was trying to push the left half side around the border between my neck and shoulder.

Under enemy attack, Rose's left side of the face is broken.

It would be maiden heart not wanting you to see it.

I have no taste in revealing it.

So once I pulled Rose apart, I let her sit back face to face, and then I did my hand to her right cheek.

Half of it was to cover up what she wanted to hide and the other half was to fix the position of her face, on the back of a swinging berta.

"Your husband...?

I decided to spoil it.

Make sure you understand.

Then I thought this was the best way.

"Never leave again, Rose"

Pull your hips together and lock them in your arms.

Tell them what you think, so that they won't be gone as they are.

While thanking Berta for her familiarity, I turned to Rose.