Murabito Desu Ga Nani Ka?

Side: Abe-McMillan

Now... and the eagle was looking at both the imminent beasts.

This is the Minneagan Plains - the last place of resistance of the Elves living in these woods.

From the original point of view, what Washi and others are about to do is crush the balls.

The opponents have evolved their species and have the power of the Great Powers class.

It just seems like a bad joke that more than 10 S-rank equivalent forces exist in such a peripheral land, etc.

Nevertheless, there are no S- or A-rank ranks placed on boulders at a location that looks far away.

The crocodiles flashly attacked the barracks, and both the fierce ones who will be sent later will lose. And in the royal capital, which has gotten so handsome - we're not recapturing the princess.

"Old Master Abe? Ready under ritual magic."

"Uhm. It's over since they packed the distance... hence"

From earlier on, we worked out a wide range of attack magic that was passed down to the Elves.

Ritual magic by a total of 200 magicians, the goal becomes a point of interest.

Naturally, a massive amount of magic flows into the atmosphere. Essentially, even though people near the brain muscle detect movements such as wasps on boulders.

As for them, I want to bring them into melee with the eagles, etc. before they let the ritual magic flourish.

Therefore, the moment we detected the signs of this attack, all the beasts jumped out of the barracks simultaneously toward us.

"Melee warfare, etc. - No matter what."

Magic Demon Square painted on the ground.

Everyone is standing in formation, and the center of it is the crocodile.

"But you guys... no, it's a meticulous magic manipulation..."

"Compared to Old Master Abe, our rituals, etc... that would be the same as babies"

"Well, let's see if I can finish it."

In the Adventurer Guild, it's an A-rank crocodile.

And, more than that, I used to go around as an A-rank adventurer as a fact.

The goal was to go around the world and deepen the sight and hearing.

"The boulder is an old master Abe. All this magical energy boosted by ritual magic... with brilliant manipulation..."

"You guys in a really insignificant maneuver... we can't make it like this. The beasts will reach this way."

"No, we follow the ritual magic manoeuvres transmitted to the elves..."

"Then I'm telling you that's not scrupulous. I'm gonna rewrite the technique a little.

Which...... and the eagle look at the magical ceremony built on the atmosphere.

Hmm, boulders are a traditionally handed down technique. Finely crafted, but complex and complete.

"Well, it's still -- it's not that silly."

Thus, the eagle imposes a magical ceremonial override.

"Now we're at 130% surgical speed."

"The boulder is a wise man in the woods...... he is an old Abe-McMillan teacher. It's said to be the pride of the Elves... far better than what they tell you."

"Well, I'm a genius."

"Ha, if you are, you regret it doesn't sound disgusting if you say so yourself. But..."

Herds of beasts are imminent before the eyes of eagles and others.

There is no difference of 100 meters between us and the beginning of this one.

"- In a few seconds, you'll be eaten up at the head of the Demon Square. If you do, disperse the magic ceremony you've assembled and the magic you've worked out."

So I laughed niggly.

"No, no, no, no, no."

……

"It's more effective to attract even critical. And I'm telling you, I rewrote the ceremony in time."

And so, the moment the scouts of the beasts tried to eat at the head of this formation...

"Polar Flame (Mahagaia) Huh!

Ritual magic burst, the eighteenth (Ohako) of the Elves.

The light, which can be described as violent, envelops the surrounding area, blinding even the operator, the eagle, etc.

And the sound of my eardrums just bursting.

The magic of burning 120 degrees from the beginning of this demon cube to the front.

Speaking of adventurers, it's like super magic handled by S-ranked supermagicians, and if you're a regular person to do this properly, I'm sorry for free.

And the smoke of the explosion cleared...

"Stupid...... huh?

The beast man, who was about to devour himself at the head of ritual formations such as the eagle, did become an extinguished charcoal.

But you should have eaten decently, but not even 10% of them are devastated.

Just... blew up some of the scouts.

"Why don't you just keep your main focus at the precinct?

They have 12 S-ranks and several times A-rank.

No matter how magical they are, they can't be stopped with a single blow.

but... as a matter of fact, 90% of the battle power survives a total of more than 50 people,

Even they didn't seem to get hurt by the boulder...

"We've implemented artificial evolution - we've collected more than officer ranks..."?

The surviving people are mostly B-ranked and breathing constantly.

Bye... Except for me, this one has C-rank at best.

It's the warriors of war, but the local power is too different to talk about.

"Repeat nine years ago... Bye"

The eagle shrugged his shoulders at the man standing beside him.

"Well, which way, this is just a ballistic battle to show our insistence, so..."

"... if this resistance leads to a slight improvement in the situation of the Elf child, etc., well... that would be good."

"That we are a people with fangs - if only we could show it to the Beastman..."

"Um, if you make the handling of the elves too cluttered, you'll have to feel sorry for the free ones over there. But in order to do that - even though the Battle of the Balls is a little more painful for them -"

Well, I wonder if there are any specifications if this happens.

"Get ready for a brawl. There's only one road left to smash."

Elves are basically dominated by magic and bows.

We specialize in fighting in the woods, and we don't use trees to make tricky attacks.

If you are fighting in a plain view, you must strike your opponent devastated with a first-hand blow, no matter how far you go with range magic…

So, in this case... I got stuck there at the very beginning of the crux.

"Jade shatter or ravage, I suppose."

That's what the man said with a look of giving up.

"Well, I'm not dying any more than I was."

"Nine years ago, on that day, you didn't die with your countrymen."

"Mm-hmm. The eagles, etc. die when they should. If I were to die to save the Empress, in Valhalla... scattered on that day nine years ago... as if my then comrades of war would forgive me"

That's how the group that was holding back behind the blown scouts came to waves and pushed.

I cut my distance by a hundred meters.

Um, this guy always looks like a literal beast.

It's so good... I have a rotten exterior facing.

- He deserves a reaper who tells Yakuza the end of a living eagle.

"Come on, it's your last fight."

"Yeah, let's scatter together"

Thus, man...... the royal brother of the elf, the general general of this occasion, cried out to the best of his power.

"It's one kill at a time! Get over the individual power differences with temper and readiness! Laugh to the English spirits of Valhalla - all armies encouraged!

- Answer! And all the armies boiled.

"Sometimes the royal brother? Differences in power can't be helped by gut theory, can they?

"I know. But at least be brave and brave if you're going to die - and if that's why you need the convenience to go to the dead."

"Mm-hmm. That doesn't make sense again."

As Washi put it, individual power differences are historical.

We'll end up ravaged as good as this.

Nevertheless, the boulders have a lot less effect on Chii. This makes me laugh at Valhalla.

Hmmm...... and the eagle look over the approaching 50 + beast man and do the final power difference quantification.

Individual power differences are too great, and in the turmoil where the strengths of the Elves are killed...... few minutes.

but not immortal with them.

From what I've seen, the B-rank equivalents are also full of creativity in an earlier blow......

As far as A- and S-rank are concerned, at least once more Mahagaia (Polar Flame) can be unleashed... but if they can unleash B-rank or so, they can be swept away...

And so the royal brother raises his sword high, and tries to pass on the final decree to all the army.

"All Army Assault -"

and, at that time - a water-haired girl with white hoods interrupted between the two armies.

"Golden Roar (Dragz Genocide)"

Almost equal to the polar flame (Mahagaia) we exercised earlier - no, more light wraps around one side.

And again, on par with earlier...... no, it sounds more than that.

The violence of light and sound, arguably destructive, ended, and the eagle ceased.

"Holy shit, this is dragon magic...... then?

"... all the miscellaneous fish were swept away. Lute."

"But endure the golden roar (dragzgenocide)......? I don't think they do either."

Soon he stood next to the girl with the water color hair, the brunette boy continues his words with a cool look.

"From what I've seen, there are ten A-rank adventurer equivalents left. Three S-rank equivalents…?"

That's how the boy pounded the shoulder of the girl with water hair.

"Lilith, I'll take care of more than S-rank."

"... acknowledged"

"If I leak the A-rank, and multiple people are about to bite me at the same time... work with Grandpa there to deal with it."

That's how the girl called Lilith looked at me and nodded cocklessly.

"... eventually... this happened"

So the boy behaves softly and moves forward gently toward the tiger son of the beasts - the fierce among the fierce.

"Hey there boy...? Just by myself... including S-rank... going to stand up to that power... then?

"Oh, I'm going to. If it's a leak, work with Lilith to bring it down. A few A-rank... you guys should be able to do it easily"

Looks like Pa spotted the power of the eagle.

But the signs of this boy releasing and killing - I can't see the bottom.

I used to go around the world to spread the word... since I saw this with the Dragon King?

"Boy? Sometimes - what the hell is your Lord...?

That's how the boy waved his back and said this as he turned to the herd of beasts.

"Lute-McClane - a villager."