Next Life

Burra joined the Boltner army waiting at Uppsala Castle in Boltner.

Welcome, Lord Barra.

Boltner King Augusto III, who consolidated his whole body with armor, greeted him with a broken face.

"Your Majesty, welcome yourself. I'm afraid so."

"Thank you very much for taking care of my daughter..."

Burra hastily corrected that the conversation was about to continue.

"So what about the enemy?

King Boltner's expression turns and tightens.

"Um, I'm slowly coming this way. Perhaps you intend to crush this one with twitching and fear."

If you are a demon who prefers human suffering, you may do it.

It is known that many people have brutal sexuality, immersed in humiliation and disgrace.

Demons and people were incompatible, one of the major factors.

"By the way, Lord Burra, what kind of operation is it? There's been an argument here whether to storm, to storm carefully, to storm with all your might."

Barra was struck by a standing glare, but decided to ask herself a question, telling her that it was not the other way around.

I had to get Marius to accept an operation that went against the Boltner temperament of destroying and rushing a senior demon.

"Which proposal is the most dominant?

It is from the soul's guts to persuade the proponents of the most powerful proposal.

To persuade the Boltner population, it was a classic to aim from the most vocal.

"That's the rest of the plan. He's a demon opponent, so he's trying to storm ad hoc."

"Step away from the assault first."

As she grew tired early, Barra put in a proper penetration.

The Boltner Army's assault power is one of the best on the continent, but there is some anxiety as to whether it will lead to a demonic army structured around the undead.

It could wipe out Marius before he gets here, even if he lets him like it.

"Who will take command?

King Boltner raised his hand when Barra inquired.

Soon the Marquis of Malt, who had come to his side, sees Bhara with a dazzling eye.

"I disagreed. Could you stop it?

"... you won't be able to"

Mort's feelings were painfully discerning, Barra, but in this case it was difficult.

Barra's inquiry meant a lot to confirm.

One cannot give orders to a king of one kingdom who is only under his command.

Since there are also Bahra, royalty would be in good hands if they were to take command, but only Augusto III and Bahra are present here.

And in this battle, which is expected to be a great battle, there can be no reason not to leave two of humanity's most powerful classes behind.

In other words, one has to do it, but Burra has never had a big war like this one, even though there are plenty of small fights between bandits and monster opponents.

I was too anxious to keep command of all the armies, and I didn't ask for it because Barra was aware of it.

The point is that the erasure method makes Augusto III, but this is problematic.

When the demon Labella comes out, it will be Augusto III and Burra to intercept, and the leader may be absent.

It can be described as an organization full of problems, but it is already a problem at a time when kings and princesses are the most powerful classes of humanity in the first place.

The fact that all the strong enemies threw round Marius is also a problem, but even so, Bhara said something else.

"I think you should decide what to do when Your Majesty is not in command."

Zofi says Labella is short-tempered and belligerent, so she'll definitely be on the front line.

Bhara thinks that's about Marius who can afford to command his allies while fighting demons.

Barra's remarks were heeded and, in the event of an incident, the general-ranked men were to command their respective umbrellas.

"I'm here! It's an enemy!"

One of the soldiers screams out loud from the top of the fort.

It just so happens that the time has come to lick humans and march leisurely rather than to say that they have attacked often.

"Now, bastards. We're gonna survive and raise the toast!

The soldier responded with a roar to a blast that was too messy for a king.

"Whatever the soldier gets excited about," Barra ignored.

Because what matters is not the form, but the result of victory, which would just be wild here altogether.

The undead soldiers were attached to the walls and served as bait for fire arrows and sacred magic.

"Trapped in stray, soul, return to the way you should follow the light of guidance [ixorcism]"

Burra's lingering voice echoes, and a running stream of clean light strikes the undead.

It is the magic of undead purification, one of the symbols of the light system.

Instead of being offensive, it had the effect of being almost invincible when it comes to anti-undead.

Barra is the only one purifying multiple undead by herself, and the other wizards are typing in a group.

I'm not here right now with a level wizard who can imitate the same as Barra.

"Don't be too hectic"

King Boltner, who had no turn, struck his tongue with a fright half, and a dissatisfaction half.

It may be an operation that takes a massive attack and strengthens the wizards' depletion, but anything is too crude.

In a monotonous, fast-moving undead no matter how many there are, you can't say it's suitable for a castle attack.

The dissatisfaction half is still beginning to cause less damage, which makes us once again aware of something called violence in numbers.

That said, it didn't seem to have the power to destroy Berganda in no time.

(Is it the demon's fighting power that got Berganda hit in a short period of time after all...?

The question was raised that there was a mix of those familiar with human warfare with the speed of too much progress, but it might have been a matter of concern.

Zophi said, "Demons are licking humans," so it's possible they're sparing them, or they're keeping them warm with the intention of doing a little research.

One of the basics of war is not to create wasted troops or Rangers.

But if a magician is incorporated, you need to give the magician a good rest.

Not everyone can perform a wide range of exterminating magic, like Marius and Burra.

As a magic soldier, we must work with the least powerful.

It's worth just treating them special.

It is the Magic Soldier who boasts the greatest firepower of all the soldier species.

"[Ixochism]"

The zombies are purified one after the other to create a blank zone, which is immediately filled.

Things are never bad right now, if Marius keeps coming back.

Suddenly a roar broke out as if to mock Barra's wish like that, and one castle gate smashed to pieces.

Even the walls gave rise to numerous cracks, and the soldiers who were on the walls fell outside and were swallowed by the waves of the undead.

Even trolls and oaks would be possible if they simply destroyed the castle gate.

However, there is only one kind of existence that can create enough destructive power to put cracks in the walls.

"Keep up the good work, you humans!

It is the Demon Labella.

"Pre and Princess Barra, intercept at Al. I'll take care of the rest."

Augusto III's decision was quick, jumping off the walls and landing beautifully.

Barra followed suit, but this one uses floating magic.

Really King Boltner doesn't use fortified magic, with his inner dismay.

I stare at the labels that are turning a favorable gaze.

"Heh, there's a brave woman"

What was in that gaze and voice stirred even the man's discomfort.

There is also the thought that Augusto III was neglected subtly.

"I am King Boltner, Augusto. Demon, the one who kills you."

To his prestigious name, Labella transferred her interest from Burra for the first time.

"Heh. Man will collapse if he smashes the king, won't he? So if you kill me, it's over!

Labella hit him with a big sword.

I take it with the spear Augusto III had, but it's a tremendous shock that makes me lag behind.

Although my hands were paralysed, there was no other damage.

This is not because of the Boltners' stubborn flesh, but because Barra made it to perform fortified magic.

And Labella immediately spotted the matter.

"Oh? Aren't you a powerful wizard? Can we have some fun?

Labella rebuilds the Great Sword with a tongue-in-cheek.

Finally paralyzed, Augusto III moves to a position that shelters Burra.

Al's kick jumped out of that shadow hit him directly in the back of the head when Labella shook a grinning sword.

Having laid back before, Labella exasperates when she sees the raiders.

"Hey, Al! A traitor!"

"It's full of gaps, Rabella"

Al mocked plainly as he properly bathed in the wrath of the demon.

Seeing it makes Labella even more angry.

"You're in good shape, servant!

In an attempt to wield the great sword, the odd pleasure became current and ran all over his body, fluttering.

Labella finds out that it's a horny devil's skill, a charming attack. Resistance.

In that gap, Augusto III and Burra were preparing their grand moves, respectively.

"... destroy all beings [Ravaflow]"

Six lumps of lava appear, which become bullets and strike straight at the label.

It's third-degree magic that Barra specializes in.

"Guh, you're gonna do it, you cunts!

Even though he says he ate everything decent, Labella raises a roar of anger instead of fright.

It did not appear to be intact, as it appears to be damaged by the skin and armor.

The main battle for Boltner has just begun.

At Fort Appalachia in Serraeno, the Demon Army has already begun invading, and the Serraeno Army is in the vanguard.

As others have pointed out elsewhere, the Demon Army looks like a heck of a castle attack.

Otherwise there would be more damage.

"It would suck if a flying monster came from above and the trolls attacked the castle gate at the same time."

That's what happened to Guy, the young general of Serraeno.

It can also be said that anti-aircraft attacks are possible for once, and nerves are shredded in situations where attention must be paid to all of the multiple directions.

"[Ixochism]"

Serraeno soldiers used purifying magic while fighting amazingly.

A magic warrior trained by all... that's why the Seraeno army is called the strongest on the continent.

There are surprisingly many people who can do magic and fleshshell warfare if they look for a continent.

But it is not possible to use magic properly while fighting fleshshells in the middle of a war.

"Hmm, I guess I'm ready for a long war"

Hemrut, the general general of the magician, was trying to spot the aim of the demon army.

The magic soldier's firepower is the best of all soldiers, but he also contends for one or two speeds of depletion.

There are only a few superior wizards with as much magic as they can get, and the average magician has to rest moderately.

Normally, one of the general's arms shows is to run the soldiers skillfully and give them a break in turn, but in Serraeno's case, they are all magic warriors.

I have to give him a longer rest than a magic soldier.

But as it stands, there was still enough room for no problem.

It was not a battle between a zombie who could only advance and bite, scratch, and a Seraeno army that was being forged.

It just couldn't be that there were no injuries, but you just have to look at the fold and do the healing magic.

The problem would be if the demon came out.

A succubus girl named Elle was sent in for an acceleration, but how far can she fight?

Hemrut himself has three of humanity's most powerful classes: General Boraes, El, but I don't condone it depending on the strength of the enemy.

(And you're Gastark...)

It is by no means a rare name, but it is also a name that few face if Serraeno.

Because Derek's brother, the current king who died in exile, is also like Gastark.

"Dear Hemrut!

Soldiers call on me and turn in that direction.

A brave Seraeno soldier was slightly blue and emptied with his fingers.

When I look at you, there's a shadow in the sky with a worn robe together.

"Demon man."

I thought the situation wasn't a bad decision for your poor fight.

Or did you just cut the numbness?

"It's not what you're after. Clean off!

As a general, the voice of Boraes, the general of this fort, echoes.

Soldiers summon one after another.

Exactly what I should say is a general, and this is not what Hemrut would do if he imitated it.

A low, creepy laugh boils down like smashing it.

"You're as brave as ever, Boraes."

The demon man who put the robe together took the hood.

When I saw that face, all Serraeno soldiers got stiff.

It was supposed to be a deadly gap, but the Demon Army stopped marching, too, so it didn't take care of itself.

"Ah, ah..."

The general of Serraeno and the idols are not able to speak up and are gasping unnecessarily.

Instead of paying attention to Hemrut, I could empathize from the bottom of my heart.

What was under the hood was the face of a young man resembling King Derek, the very face of Prince Gastark, who was supposed to be dead.

"And I thought you were dead..."

Hemrut makes a hard voice out of it.

It was the body that was not discovered, but fell off the cliff with the magic sealed.

Besides, it was a nest of monsters down there.

It was concluded that it was stranger for the body to be found, and not everyone thought in depth.

That is what finally turned out to be the error.

"I'm definitely dying. But I was helped by Master Rubens, who stumbled upon me, and I became a demon."

Blinking occurs.

"I am Gastark the Demon. I came here to kill you all."

Gastark provoked hatred and proclaimed it exalted.

"You sold your soul to the devil!? No pride in the Seraeno royalty!?"

Respond with a cold smile to the cries of Boraes.

"Even if there is. This is a fight to regain my pride. I will kill you all, dominate the continent, and carve the name of Gastark Serraeno into history!

Hemrut, for a moment, wondered if he had used the Demon Man for that, but he immediately dismissed it.

Then you wouldn't call me "Master Rubens" or anything like that.

(The fact that Gastark was alive... no way, even Mergen?

The next thing Hemrut thought of was that point.

He is not a real brother, but a brother-in-law with whom he made a covenant.

I was blamed for taking Gastark's side, so I torched myself and set the house on fire.

That was the "fact" that was passed on to Serraeno.

Most of all, the Serraeno royal family pursued Mergen not because they were part of Gastark, but because they viewed it as a true evil that tried to blow in and exploit something extraordinary from Gastark.

"You zombies will kill you!

When Gastark waves, the Demon Army begins to advance again.

You're not going to fight for yourself, the person falls back.

"It's starting to get out of style."

Guy's twinkle disappeared without resounding to anyone.

Everyone noticed what Hemrut had in mind.

Elle, who sees Gastark not attacking, decides to turn to support the human army.

I just didn't feel like a zombie soldier storming behind me alone.