Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

11 Jan 7450

The collaborative (combined) attack that applied this group of werewolves (Wolf Pack) is a cultivation of the demons here in Dart Plains against their opponents.

It took me a year and a half to acquire training and actual combat in anticipation of various situations and to be able to deal with them immediately.

Stag Rhino, a large demon whose height is two meters, even five meters long, and whose entire body is covered in skin as hard as armor, and whose long horns grew from the tip of his nose and forehead serve as a weapon.

While Gene and Hero were enduring this, they needed to beat in all the remaining attack magic.

From the giant rhinos, he taught the importance of not just attacking magic, but tapping it into exactly where it was aimed.

Reem Hobgoblin in better shape than adult men of the Lion Nation (Lios).

A powerful warrior who is also a terrible user of sticks.

I was able to learn from this opponent that there is nothing very good about too many people being slashed at once.

Hanzakin, a big lizard-like demon that lives in rivers and swamps.

He spits powerful lysate from his mouth, and unless he crushes his head, he's a terrible demon with a tough life force that won't kill him if he cuts his body in half.

He was a great opponent for assuming a series of attack magic.

I don't go with a wide variety, but it is significant that I was able to learn how to fight other than pure fleshshell warfare and white soldier warfare.

Hero always stood resolutely against these powerful demons.

He was bound to take the lead, flaunting his opponent's attacks, taking them, and sometimes even enduring them as he fought back.

Wolf Pack often used his offense as his starting point.

No, I could also say it was a knitted tactic because he was there.

A hero who tends to think of himself as a nihil personality from outsiders due to his low mouth count and oligarchy quality, and a word or so bossy even when he talks.

But the members have known him since he was a kid.

Hearing that he wore enough sword moves to beat Gene at times in mock warfare, Lane gave him the fancy sword he always used until then at the time of his new sword.

As he knelt down and received the sword, Hero was bright red and upbeat and looked like an old haunted face, he used to say thank you over and over again for not normally speaking to you in a busy manner.

Everyone envied a hero with black hair, just like Lane, at the bottom of his heart.

The hero was shot without even being able to wave his proud sword.

-... Huh? Did Hero get hit?

Mekui's thoughts were temporarily paralyzed in the eyes of a development he hadn't made predictable.

Especially since this isn't just Mekui alone.

The same is true of Solyn and Ursula, who watched the scene as well as she did.

Everyone could not react immediately, despite the fact that the attack order given by Gene was a simple and unambiguous word that could not be misunderstood.

And only Gene, who issued the order, approaches the sorcerer one foot away.

- Shit!

Urgent Mekui.

As it is, only one Gene gets ahead of him.

In times like this, other than backup (backup) soline, Mekui and Ursula must also strike from a different direction than Gene.

Did you hit your back hard on the fallen clap, Donovan is still scratching the algae.

Gene runs through the side of it.

The sorcerer looked back again, realizing that he had been attacked by the killing.

- This is...!

Because of Mekui and Ursula's delay, it looks like it would be a just the right time difference attack.

Mekui nods her tongue in her heart.

Hero was the only one who could fight Gene's sword moves, but he was the magician who shot that hero under one sword.

Gene doesn't have a good minute on his own.

But you know Gene and that's about it.

Gene's aim would therefore be to disfigure the sorcerer.

- Me and... Ursula overlap the attack there...!

Mekui re-grabbed the sword (short sword) for the deserted infantry as he headed to the sorcerer.

In her sight, she sees Sorin pointing her left hand toward the sorcerer, halfway out of the hidden trunk, the right rear of the sorcerer who turned toward Gene.

I felt the white light shaking differently from the magical light in the distance.

- Another... chase? But... I can't make it.

Gene comes from the front of the magician.

Ursula comes from the right side of the sorcerer.

And they attack themselves from the left side of the sorcerer.

Continuing disfigurement with three consecutive attacks, and at the same time inhibiting concentration on magic.

- That's where Solin's gonna put it!

Sorin's magic or whatever, but if you strike a decent attack once, at least you won't be able to use magic, and it's bound to blunt your movements.

This time the first beat was delayed because of an unexpected event, but even that allowed me to take the best timing so that I could be on my side.

The sorcerer turns his left hand straight to the side as he stands to protrude forward the sword he holds in his right hand.

and pointed this way to my face at the same time!

At that time, the blue magic light is gathering in the palm of my left hand!

Concentration time on magic is incredibly fast.

But......

-... awesome!

I don't know what sorcery you're trying to use, but it's synonymous with the chances of others if the sorcerer's consciousness is right for you.

Mekui was convinced of the victory even though he had been targeted by a fearful magician.

- Hero... the vengeance...

After that, you can use your best body technique to perform the magic that will be unleashed.

Mekui is sold for his lightness and is good at reading when to fire attack magic.

Now that we're five meters away from the mage, there's no way we can handle a rapid target move.

Mekui put his strength into his legs to make a big leap as he waved his sword.

Attack magic is harder to target by moving vertically than by moving a target horizontally.

The magical light gathered in the sorcerer's left hand was fogged so that it could play puckedly.

-... killed!!

Mekui jumps up into the air to perform the magic unleashed.

At the same time, the sorcerer began to swirl his left hand, which was pointing this way, forward.

- Yeah, it's attack magic... no?

Shortly after he was distracted by the motion for only a moment, Mekui's eyes had an incredible sight.

It is a glowing iron wall.

"Ugh!!"

From the sorcerer's left, he was held back from going to the semi-circular giant iron wall that appeared to cover the front, the right, and he was hit from the front.

Shortly after Mekui collided, two similar collision sounds overlapped.

And.

"It's late."

Words of derision reach those who are desperately without walls, that is, Mekui's ears trying to rise while rolling behind the sorcerer.

I don't know why, but Mekui understood exactly what the sorcerer intended.

The sorcerer says Solin is slow to concentrate.

Forced to scold his fluttering consciousness by a collision with an iron wall, Mekui tried to stand up with his left hand poked to the ground after a spin.

but at the end of his desperate, waving eyes, the sorcerer, who looked back again amidst the iron walls, thought Solin and he almost unleashed some sorcery on his opponent.

- Fireball!

Mekui realized the moment the magical light gathered at the tip of his left hand and one of the burning fireballs (...) peeked slightly at his head.

I accidentally turn to Solin.

- Blind shot anyway... even on the right tree and dazzled...

But Mekui's eyes firmly showed Solin reaching out from the tree he was hiding.

No, what I saw was a magical light leaking out of the hole in the water bag that Donovan was using covered in that hand.

- But... if that position...

The light is leaking only to the side, and the mage in the front may not have noticed.

Mekui with a hint of hope.

But the next moment, ruthlessly, that slight hope was shattered.

Fire balls released from the magician's palm were nothing like what Mekui knew.

Shortly after being released from the magician's hand, Fireball looked split in several ways.

Multiple fireballs radiating up, down, left, and right like funnels landed in the vicinity where the soline was one after the other, wrapping the area in fire.

"Gaaaaah!!"

Solin rolling around the ground screaming.

Mekui also found out only that the spat-shaped leg bond she was wrapped around and her right leg was burning up.

"Solin! Shit!

Ursula, who rose as soon as possible, circled around the iron wall and jumped at the magician.

But the sorcerer steps quickly toward Ursula as if he had anticipated it.

And he pushed the sword of his right hand into Ursula's torso at the same time as he could get rid of Ursula's right hand with the sword outward.

"Oops..."

Whether he was hit in the stomach or in the lungs, Ursula threw up blood and fell.

The sorcerer, who shot Ursula with just one swing, turns his left hand to Mekui as he flows.

"Kuh!"

Magic again! How much magic do you possess?

Mekui sits reflexively with her heels floating.

Is the distance between Mekui and the magician beside the iron wall between three and four meters?

At least most of the attack magic that your buddies unleash is within easy reach.

"Retreat, all of you!!"

Gene's voice sounds.

- Forsake Hero and Solin, Ursula...

The look on Mekui's face distorts instantly.

But she knew that, too.

Sorin will be sure Ursula and Hero are fatally injured anyway.

I'm not going to lose any more company here.

There will be no one to protect Lane, who I hear will always be on the battlefield from now on.

"Miss it now, you idiot"

The sorcerer seems to have completed his sorcery at an uninterrupted speed when he grinned with a tremendous grin.

Mekui kicks the ground to the left to flank.

Now this iron wall protects me.

But......

What the sorcerer used was not offensive sorcery as she had assumed.

- A, Anti-Magic Field!?

A plate-shaped force field passes that shines purple in front of you.

I never actually made any noise, but I felt that Mekui, who I saw in front of me, even heard a wind cut.

The iron wall quickly disappeared.

Mekui lands with her eyes open in amazement.

Drop your hips and build up springs as you claw ahead so you can react quickly as you rebuild your posture instantly.

But in her eyes she could see a new magical light gathering.

- This time...!

Magic light gathers and scatters.

- Right, left, top?

Did the sorcerer think Mekui would jump again and escape, coming from Mekui and releasing a bit of attacking magic to the left?

It would be Fire or Flame's Javelin.

Five warheads are out as if they boast high strength.

On the left, Gene, who instructed him to retreat, was pulling Donovan apart.

- Until me... Did you think you'd run away!

Mekui released the accumulated spring.

... towards the front.

Mekui leaps with a short sword in his hand with a magician in his hand.

Oh, my God!

Five javelins, which should have been shot towards the left, swirled sharply, one of which pierced her flank.

"Up!?"

My breath leaks unexpectedly.

- Missiles!? Even if they do work, it's not weird...

Some years ago, I had seen Lane release only once before coming to Dart Plains.

It's a super advanced sorcery that changes track after goal.

Feeling the burning sensation on his left flank, Mekui waves his sword down to slash from the top left to the bottom right.

And he fell to the ground without any response coming from the sword he had wielded out.

I could hear the magician-like footsteps going away in her ears.

"Dear Gene! There you go!"

I squeeze my dying force and issue a warning, but I can't shout as loudly as I expected.

Do your hand on the scary wound.

"Ngu!

It turns out the flames served to stop the bleeding at the same time as they pierced my stomach.

But the pain hit me so hard that I didn't think I could move.

In the northern forest of the village of Tankur, three people, Claw, Value and Danik, were flying horses in the direction where Al appeared to be.

In the dark woods, where the moonlight just plunges in, Danik, who manipulates the horse at the beginning, holds stones hung with lights.

"Is that...?

I said as Danik showed a stunning hands-on judgment with only one hand.

I saw a fireman rise a few hundred meters ahead.

"Fireball... I think it's Flame Strike."

Claw answered when he saw that he heard small but multiple explosions and how the fire spread.

"Flame strike?"

To a name I have never heard, Value inquires as she bows her head to the growing branch.

"It's the kind of magic that spreads fireballs widely."

Claw's response stirred up his imagination, and both Value and Dannik pushed silence.

"... Marie and the others don't move"

But just a little further, the Value uttered something completely different.

"It's a long way from the boulder...... if we're relatively close, it's going to take a lot of time even if we hurry from there. If the captain had fought until then, he would have been a pretty strong enemy, and Marie and Ralpha and all of them, Kibunal and Laheut, would have been on their feet."

Claw replied with a sober voice.

"Then they can leave..."

"Lieutenant, have you forgotten where we are? It's a dart plain where demons wander. It's not safe to leave them alone."

"Sure."

I thought Flame Strike had landed while I was talking and it was already at the end of my eyes and nose to the place.