Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de

The fact that the tiger son's dragon cavalry was supposedly crashed had a lot of impact on the general on the crusader's side.

Whatever its existence was, until the other day, legendary, because even though its appearance had returned in the history of the world, at first there was only one Rialis horseman, and it was one of the few precious and powerful to have increased rapidly for this crusade.

But just because such a presence was shot down, we can't afford things enough to be beaten down by that shock forever.

Hostile attacks are continuing, and the ships the generals are boarding are still under attack.

"Damn! Why don't you hit me!?

Battleship anti-aircraft fire was the momentum and intensity that was just covering the sky, trying to hunt down the evil dragon that was raiding.

The evil dragon, who is the target, also continues to fly over the ship as if to mock the soldiers after slipping through a gap where he doesn't know if there is one or not, without looking concerned about the barrage of such intensity.

If this was being defended by a fence or something, I might still have maintained the energy and morale to keep shooting.

But the evil dragons flying over the ship continue to dodge even without defending a single blow from the turret.

If it was a hit attack, it would have been possible to think that it would have done damage sooner or later, but the act of being forced to continue an attack that didn't even hit them would implant feelings of fear and awe in the soldiers, albeit slightly.

"No! Usually bullets don't work!

"Switch the bullet to a delayed bursting ceremony!

The turret on board the battleship chooses a magical method of ejection, but it allows you to choose between live ammunition and magic bullets when it comes to warheads that are fired out.

Within that live bullet, it is usually just the bullet that flies lead, but it is the magic bullet that writes the procedure on this warhead and activates it at the same time as the ejection to express its effect.

A delayed explosive warhead within it is a warhead that incorporates the technique of a warhead causing an explosion after a certain amount of time from the launch, the purpose of which is not to directly strike the warhead itself.

"Give dragon cavalry evacuation instructions to safe airspace!

"Anti-aircraft turrets hold the heads of enemy evil dragons! Don't let them escape the designated airspace!

Instructions flew from the battleship to the dragon cavalry with the flag signal, and until then the dragon cavalry, who had been in air combat with the evil dragon, scattered in all directions.

The intentional dispersal of the power meant that the evil dragon side would be difficult to target, and the evil dragon's goer in an attempt to further pursue was within the anti-aircraft turret on the battleship side, barrage up and stopped by a turret that normally continues to use warheads.

Where that leg has stopped, a simultaneous projectile of the turret replacing the warhead strikes.

A magic bullet fired at the right time activates its technique after a preset amount of time, causing simultaneous and intense explosions in a single painting in the sky.

Explosions that dye the night sky bright red are the biggest aim of the shock wave that produces that explosion rather than directly striking it.

The explosion, which covered a painting that trapped the Evil Dragon's flight orbit, creates a shock wave enough to rock the entire battleship and disfigure the soldiers on board.

But the evil dragon in the middle of that explosion is not about to fall apart.

The result is waiting to be messed up, like a boat attacked from all sides by a severe shockwave and going to a stormy sea.

That's a fatal story for evil dragons.

Being slapped on the body by a shock and shaken makes it difficult to keep flying, even losing up and down intervals in addition to direct damage.

Any evil dragon that could no longer fly would have crashed, and no matter how evil dragons crashed from their current altitude, none of them could have connected their lives.

"How about that! Did it work a little?!?

Normally, there should have been almost no chance that Evil Dragon was safe.

Even if it didn't go as far as lethal damage, explosions and loud acoustics at close range should be depriving evil dragons of hearing and vision, and there's no way they can fly decently in that state.

But the soldiers continue to stare at the unfettered sky of the explosion without alarm.

That was because of the idea in the heads of all the soldiers that evil dragons may not have fallen even with this much attack.

As for the question as to why they hold such an idea, it is because the soldiers see a powerful being, like some bad joke, before they meet their enemies.

He said he might do something about it even if he was attacked now.

Because of the idea that the enemy might be able to do the same, he will not relax until he is certain that he has finished.

"Find the enemy shadow! Now it would be very helpful if you fell, but don't get distracted until you can confirm!

"If you're our Count, you'll still defend yourself against the crossing of your nose!

"This is the enemy the Demon King has given us with only one horse. There's no way I'm going to fall to this extent! As soon as you confirm the enemy shadow, punch more magic bullets in him!

"My soldiers, aren't they over-trained?

With a glimmer of sweat on his cheeks and other things, Emil had that feeling as she heard a flying anger-like voice watching the situation from the viewing table.

The average soldiers Emil knows are likely to cheer or openly relax by mistake of what he did here, but he thinks that there is no way that a presence can be attacked by this extent if it comes from soldiers who know about the existence of Lianya.

I know it's a good thing Emil, but when I see soldiers looking for enemy shadows with their blasting rising skies as plates, I wonder if they're somehow driven by obsessive-compulsive notions, and I'm worried.

Even while Emil is thinking about it, the foe from each viewing stand continues, and eventually a report from a soldier from one viewing table is conveyed from the phonetic tube.

"WARNING! We have reports of enemy shadows in the smoke blast!

I guess I wasn't waiting for that warning to come out, but a red flash of light struck the battleship, trying to tear the sky apart from the smoke that was still dyeing the dark sky.

That Emil, who was near the point of landing, boasted a bright red glow so intense that he feared it might be unintentionally dangerous, but the flash dispersed as if he had hit an invisible wall before reaching the hull of the battleship, scattering a red glow as if flowers were blooming.

"It's the breath of a dragon that connected the path to the dragon, supplied it with magic and increased its power."

"I could play it with this ship's defensive capabilities, so it's not a great deal of power?

To the soldier who questioned Emil's grunt, Emil turns to the sight of a teacher who sees a pupil who is clearly ill-founded.

"I'm not kidding. Do you know what the defensive junction of this ship is like? That maid chief Frau made it, and Lenya's in charge of the output, right? It's decided to play the rough stuff, isn't it?

"And if you'll excuse me,

Waving to a soldier who is ashamed just to say something stupid, never mind, then Emil looks in the direction of another second, third shot and breathing out.

The attack, although all of which were blocked by defensive junctions and dispersed empty-handedly, the impact at the time of the landing was sure to shake the hull of the battleship.

And little by little, I even feel like the distance I can play my breath is getting closer and closer to the hull.

"Bridge! The defensive junction is being attenuated one by one! If we don't fight back, we're going to be jilli poor!

If Emil screamed into the voice tube, the simultaneous shooting began again from the anti-aircraft turret, looking around to breathe out all in return without a response, whether it was because he heard the voice or because it had been so decided from the beginning.

The momentum to blow up the smoke generated by the first shooting, and the barrage of barrages thick enough to fill it with even darker smoke, fills the sky with ominous red explosions, and rushes through with enough impact to violently rock the side of the shooting battleship as well.

"Circular, the elf soldier shall pull aboard or be equipped with earplugs! There's already a victim out there! Repeat! Elves return aboard or earplugs!

Emil laughs bitterly and listens to such a circulation being heard from the sound of an explosion.

The soldiers of the sight who were right next door, half-opening their mouths and blocking their ears, were nevertheless agitated by the vibrations and sounds that made their whole bodies tremble from the bottom of their bellies, a situation that seemed like they were on a perimeter surveillance mission in desperate shape.

I do think that in this loud acoustic, an elf with great ears and not so sturdy body would be unbearable, Emil.

As a further chase to that state, each turret began to launch an anti-aircraft attack at the right time.

There was no waiting for the smoke to clear, and one place after the other, where they saw that they would be around, began firing magic bullets.

That led to an intermittent explosion sound, and a smoke so thick that it could clearly be seen that black smoke covered the heavens even though it was only night.

"If we just shoot this in, no matter how evil dragons are..."

"I think someone on their back is more of a problem than Evil Dragon."

Emil knew from previous experience that the dragon would become even more powerful by the ability of the person on his back, while also developing his own abilities.

Even the Riding Dora of Liaris should be able to knock out many times as many abilities as Lianya is supposed to be able to by riding.

With that in mind, Emil thought that the Evil Dragon's rider, who jerked through the barrage without a hit bullet and breathed out enough to dampen the defensive junction of the battleship, would be a more alert opponent than the Evil Dragon itself.

As if to affirm such Emil's idea, the evil dragon reappears through the still dark remaining black smoke.

For a moment, it was a warship side with tension, but the evil dragon who showed up wasn't exactly intact after all those attacks, like he was wounded all over his body and was flying this way somehow.

On the battleship side, which saw how it was going, the optimism spread that this would make it possible to stab the stubborn, but the idea is immediately denied by the actions of the evil dragon.

The evil dragon, who appeared out of the fuzz and smoke, did not run away or continue to fly, but began his march at the battleship as if it were going to crash.

"They're going in!

"Don't let him near me! Shoot him down!"

The anti-aircraft turret immediately begins to erupt into the actions of the Evil Dragon.

I don't think about dodging it, I just fly straight into the body of the evil dragon, and there is an immediate and continuous attack, but I don't know what to aim for at much speed.

The body of an evil dragon that flies through a barrage like a wagon quickly becomes scratchy, but still gradually approaches the battleship without stopping it from moving forward.

"Are you going to crash on a battleship!?

"He said it was a hit!? Don't make me do it! Turn him into a piece of wood dust!

Evil dragons who are just flying straight also happen to start attacking with the right axis of fire, and there were some direct hit bullets, but they all fly in the direction of the day after tomorrow, being played by an invisible shield, before piercing Evil Dragon's body.

"No! It won't stop!"

"They're going to clash!

The slowly approaching Evil Dragon did not see any slowing down to the fact that there was already a battleship in front of him, and went in with the momentum intact to describe it as a crash rather than a landing on the deck of a battleship.

The hull of the Battleship is certainly enormous, but it combines its considerable size and mass with the body of the Evil Dragon, and if such a thing clashes with the momentum that is flying, it is tragic to wait for it afterwards.

The wooden deck was shattered by the impact of the clash and the whole ship swayed.

Although the iron plate of the ship's body somehow withstood the clash of evil dragons, the damage occurs when it is flashly dented without killing off its impact, and soldiers who were on the deck or who were embarking on themselves at the viewing table are thrown out of position or crushed on the deck by the impact, or by the body of evil dragons who penetrated it.

The soldiers at the observation deck with Emil were also on the verge of falling, which prevents Emil from grabbing the soldiers' clothes and somehow falling.

"I'm going to the deck, but you guys might want to get back on board."

There should have been someone on the back of the evil dragon.

Emil decided to run off the ship again to the deck, saying that someone about the current clash between the Battleship and the Evil Dragon didn't think something was going on and would need to go check it out if they did.

If someone is there who was piloting the Evil Dragon, he is very likely to enter the battle immediately, and if he does, the battleship could shake beyond comparison to the Evil Dragon clashed, and as advice Emil speaks to the soldiers.

"But then we have a watch assignment..."

"Then at least you take care not to get your body fixed and thrown out. Then I'll go."

All he had to say was that Emil waved at the soldiers and ran out of the viewing table in a way that ignored gravity over the outer plate of the ship without scaffolding.