Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

14 Jan 7450

The captives are rounded up in the corner of the square by a few people.

Temperatures in the Dart Plains do not fall below 10°C even during this period, but it is certainly a period of low temperatures given the whole year.

The captives gather in a small area of less than 100 m ² to keep warm, so as not to miss the temperature, and they lean against each other.

The number of prisoners can be over 2,000 if combined with the military and the civilian population, so if this number sticks together, it's quite warm.

Another soldier rushes over to the soldiers who were watching them like that and slaps them in the ear.

Then, the watch decreased the number, not to change the staging area.

"What's going on?

"Aren't the reinforcements here?

A whisper flew among the prisoners.

Even in doing so, the watch is gone more and more, and at last there is no one to stand beside.

However, with only the loss of surveillance at close range, it became clear to me that a large number of soldiers had been placed on the roof of the building surrounding the square, its interior, etc.

"Just repositioning... that's a little weird"

"Oh. But it's not just the roof or the shady crossbow. Bows and arrows are coming this way from inside the house..."

"Can't you make a bad move..."

"Are you still reinforcements? You've come to recapture me, then?

"Idiot, don't move until you know exactly what I'm talking about."

Hopeful voices also rise among the captives.

But......

Lombert's crossbow soldiers move their gaze simultaneously.

"Oh, that...!

"Hiya!?"

The prisoners who followed it have seen it.

I can't sit back any longer than I've seen.

Many try to get up in a hurry.

The compartment where the prisoners were being pushed in was fussy, as in an instant they had a hive.

"Over here..."

"Hey, why!?"

"Whoa, whoa, come on!

However, the prisoners are numbered every few.

For that, I can't even run properly.

In addition to the high density of people, the fact that most of them remained seated all the time is also applauding the confusion.

In addition, small children and the elderly were gathered around a warm centre, and it was the worst that many were worried about it.

"Hey, over here first! Kids..."

"Idiot! Can you stand it! Run!

"Mince, Minsu!!"

"Run away, I'm following you!!"

Different directions, such as trying to travel at the end and end of the pearl connection, are normal.

And the weak shall be drawn away, and they shall fall, and they shall go forth with it.

Since there is a strong string between a person and a person, the movement is inhibited by those who are caught and numbered even if they try to pass between them.

"Get up now!

"Wow!?"

"Not that way!

"Ouch!!"

The dragon came into the middle of such mayhem.

That's as if even the blue thunder had fallen.

"Gyabu!!"

Perhaps those who were crushed by dragons and instantly desperate were still fortunate.

"Career aah!!"

"Ggah!?"

A wave of wings sweeps away a few children who are late to escape around the dragon.

"Emma! Where are you?!?"

"Run. Yikes!

Moreover, most of the adults around them have not escaped.

- Ugh, it's easy!

Golzondkuri felt a great pleasure when he saw how he would react better than the prey had ever been.

"Now, shoot!!"

Sir Robain, who until this time had anticipated the timing, screams at the same time as he lowers the right hand he was raising.

On the roof surrounding the square, the sound of the crossbow fired continuously from the shade of the building, etc.

"Nah!? WOW!!"

"Hiya!?"

Some of them go off target and hit the prisoners who were around the dragon.

That said, the majority hit the face, neck, torso and wings distorted by the pleasure of the blue reptile, as the archer aimed......?

None of the hit Tai Yi (Quarrel) pierced the scales and pierced the meat as one!

If it was played, I'd still be convinced.

Although it was hit, not many arrows were bounced off the scales.

However, many objects were hit at an angle almost perpendicular to the epidermis covered in bright blue scales.

They weren't bounced by scales.

As if inertial energy had been completely lost at the moment of the hit, it fell to the ground on the spot without bouncing!

No, only a few of them did appear to have pierced the scales, but when they fell off alone as if they had been pushed back out of the body, the holes they should have worn were definitely undone.

"Ba, silly...!?"

"Why...!?"

Everyone who sees the appearance opens their eyes and is distracted.

It is good to say that the dragon species are special in the first place and will reign at the apex of the life form that lives in the oath.

Normal weapons can't even do damage.

This ability to [disable attacks by non-magic weapons] is not widely known, although it is born in the reptile dragon eye as is the carbonic assimilation action (photosynthesis) that most plants have and the excellent sense of smell that the flesh-eyed dog genus has.

Those who challenged the dragon in the past with only normal weapons did not return.

Very few of them, fortunately those who succeeded in killing the dragon, were originally adventurers and well-known martial artists combined with high strength, so they held themselves together with magical weapon armor without exception.

For this very reason there are few who know.

In addition, the fact that this ability does not appear in the special skills of the status helps that this knowledge was not widely disseminated.

"Hih, don't be frightened! Attack Magic Freedom Shoot! Keep shooting crossbows!

Sir Robain shouts again as he waves his right hand down earlier to the side.

The voice also penetrated the anger and screams that gushed from the captives and reached the ears of everyone who could use attack magic.

……

The magicians began to work out their magic as they heard the cries winding up critical and crossbow strings and the screams raised by the captives.

Even in the meantime, Golzondkuri is intoxicated by the killing.

I crushed the little meat bag with my sturdy back leg and enjoyed the feel.

He tore the flesh with his sharp hook-clawed forelegs and was overheard with painfully painted screams and dreadful screams.

He shook his tough wings and damn laughed at the way he flew to the other side.

He punched a tail like a marutai and turned his prey into blood smoke to please him.

And he chewed up his prey with a big jaw like a heavy machine and was excited about the taste of blood erupting in his mouth.

In the meantime, the number of victims continues to increase, already exceeding fifty.

And I was wondering if it would still grow.

But then.

"Huh!"

Someone releases a flaming arrow that shines orange.

The flaming arrow hit the torso of the golzondocouli, just as the archer targeted it!

The angle is almost perpendicular to the epidermis and is ideal.

But what the hell is going on, the moment the flaming arrow hit, the magic warhead scratched out like smoke!

……!!

Sir Robain and his men, who saw it, breathe unexpectedly.

I just couldn't believe what happened in front of Russia.

"Is that an anti-magic field...?

At her side Sir Balmish groaned in a voice like a plunder.

In the meantime, some attack magic disappears with no effect.

"Looks that way..."

When Sir Robain answered.

Zub!!

One attack magic unleashed by someone, a stone arrow (Stone Arrow) pierced a bright blue scale, dealing definite damage.

Unlike earlier, the magic warhead disappeared softly and clearly as usual, and pure red blood erupted from the holes worn on the scales.

"Oops!!"

I get cheers from all over.

The [Magic Resistance] the dragon was born with has run out.

Golzondkuri was quickly defeated because he was still young and could not resist many times.

- What the fuck!?

A stabbing sharp pain startles the golzondocooli.

So much so that I let go of the prey that was swinging in my mouth with a very surprising clap.

Pierced through the blue scale, which is now so proud of its invincibility against flying tools, Gorzondkuri was taken lightly rather than stunned.

It is only natural because this was the first time I had ever felt a decent "pain" in my life.

- Ugh!! Ts!? Ouch!?

It's not just the stone arrows. Flaming arrows, spears, etc. also flew in, and several pieces that could not be played pierced the golzone dokuri, disappearing.

Where the magic warhead disappears, holes are left, from which blood flows.

"We can go! Shoot me, shoot me!

Seeing the obviously frightening dragon, the Lomberto soldiers gain momentum.

But even though dozens of magicians unleashed attack magic, it's hard to say that they inflicted a great deal of wounds.

That said, the fact that it did damage against the blue dragon, which was even thought to be invincible for a time, greatly braved everyone here.

The same goes for some prisoners who managed to get away from the dragon.

They felt the same way about humanity being able to fight the mighty demons.

Sir Robain doesn't miss a moment of morale.

"Cavalry (Cavalry)! Spear attack now. No, no.

At the moment when the order was issued, the knights clapped at the horseback riding as they rebuilt their lances, trying to jump out of the shadows of the building to go for the blue dragon and start accelerating.

- Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!

Golzondkuri received a red flag of pain from all over his body.

- I need to do something to prevent it... like this!?

And finally, learn how to use some special skills.

The name of that skill is [Low Demon (Minor Globe of) Law Invalid (-Invarnerability)].

I learned that Golzondokouri can be completely disabled by being conscious to hate magic (nasty things) that harm him.

Now at this moment, it is precisely Gorzondkuri who has become an invincible demon.

"Ugh! Why!?"

Sir Robain zeroes his stupidity as he bites his teeth.

But given the damage, I couldn't help it.

In the square where the dragon descended, most of the cavalry dared to storm in addition to more than a hundred prisoners who had missed the escape.

It would be a bug breath even if it were alive.

"... in order to take... you should retreat. As it is, we are all going to kill our dragon opponents in this land. Sir Fireblaze......"

Sir Balmish spoke to the commander, Sir Fireblaze.

The look and eyes are still calm.

"... I guess. Sir Robain, that's it. I want my command back."

Sir Fireblades was also calm, but this one can't even look just bloody distracted.

"... Roger... I did. I will return command."

Sir Robain lay down his eyes only once, but immediately said, staring at the kick dragon.

"All right, let's get him out of here. Let's start with the infantry in the house. Anyway, we need to retreat to the village of Darbin..."

Sir Fireblaze answered, then.

Golzondokouri was looking in a certain direction.

It's the backs of the pearl-connected captives fleeing in an attempt to get a little distance from the disastrous winged blue demons.

Five people are pearled, but one in the middle is pulled together just screaming something.

The one on the left of it was grasping the collar of the screamer, and the one on the right was kicking his flank.

One of the two sides is yelling at one in the middle in some way, and the other side is silent.

- Fuchsia, do it too!

Gorzondkuri got in a good mood for what the hell touched the harp line, but was immediately annoyed.

Because the bodies folding around got in the way and I couldn't put an instant tail blow in the back of those five because the distance was so wide open.

- Ah, already, I'm upset! Die in one breath!... breath? Breathe.

Oops, breathe in as loud as the wind sounds...

BallyBallyBallyBallyBallyBally!!

Along with thunderous sounds, he sputtered on the backs of the unfortunate captives.

From the mouth of Golzondkuri a few lightning strips or bunches of blue glow were released, and in an instant they reached the middle of the captives.

And penetrating the first victim also penetrates those who were running to escape ahead.

The victims jumped like bats only once, but immediately fell like burnt black, and it stopped moving.

……

Seeing the likelihood, three people below Sir Fireblaze are out of line.

"Back off! Everybody, retreat to the village of Darbin! Run at full speed!

When I saw the commander who would not say anything at all, Sir Balmish lowered out loud.

Of course, it's an act of transcendence.

"What...!?"

Sir Balmish continued, blocking his questioning in a tone that Sir Robain blamed.

"Lord Robain, command the remnants and retreat. This is an order as a former platoon leader."

"Ha ha!!"

Sir Balmish is at the forefront of the platoon leaders of the First Knights.

Therefore, in this dispatching unit, the highest ranking within the First Knights is Balmish, and it is not allowed to defy the upper ranks in the Romberto kingdom, where modern military regimes permeate.

"Sir Fireblades. Please forgive the act of transgression. But..."

"No, fine. Never mind. I'm sorry. In me, no more..."

Sir Fireblades seems to have completely crushed his liver.

"Sir Robain. Survive on your own at Command and report everything to Your Majesty, and work out future countermeasures! Come on, go!

Sir Balmish said behind his back, pointing north.

That tone is accompanied by resolute determination.

Sir Robain returned the horse's head only once to show how he would bow his head and accept the order, clapping at the horse as he screamed for retreat.

"Commander, we have something to do. You know what I mean?

"What do you have to do...?

"Yeah. If you leave like this, it's a name break for our country. One must miss many prisoners. That would be our job with the full responsibility of the troops, wouldn't it?

Throwing out more lines now, Sir Balmish pulls a long sword (long sword) out of his hips as he throws the spear he was holding.

The well-maintained Hoogs swordsman's long sword glowed beautifully reflecting the light of the winter day.

I guess the one in the middle who was drawn out burned black and died burning it out to the rope.

The Pearl Connection went from five to two.

- Whoa, whoa!? Mind your own business!

Golzondokouri was excited to forget me for so much refreshment that it penetrated his body.

So much so that I trembled with much joy and rolled around twisting myself on the spot.

It's more heart-pounding than any sight I've ever seen.

I don't even notice two horseback rides passing by that side.

Of course, it is two men, Sir Fireblaze and Sir Balmish, who manipulate a stern military horse.

Sir Fireblades carries a sword (Grave) and Sir Balmish a long sword.

They screamed as they broke off the pearl connection with the score they had in their hands as they jumped into a flock of escaping prisoners.

"Run! Run!"

Some of the captives who were panicking about being jumped into a dragon like a demon fell and were crushed, but the two Sir's moves are certain.

Waving the blade horizontally and vertically, the prisoners regain their freedom as they look around.

That said, the number of prisoners is enormous.

Perhaps there will be no constraint on freeing everyone.

But still, the number of liberated quickly exceeds 100.

"Run! Even one step away!

Two people shouting and urging evacuation while cutting off the spa and rope.

Inspired by them like that, there were also soldiers and knights out there who would join together without fleeing to help liberate the prisoners.

Some of the captives seem to be coming out of the dead knights to lend their blades to free their companions.

- Ha!? Much less while I'm happy...... OK, now......

Hiroyu.

Golzondokouri breathes heavily again.

Ballyballybakeen!!

And he spat against those who were staring at the dead in a blackened manner.

A few strips of lightning pierce them, and involve those who were further afield.

But that didn't end this time.

Golzondkuri shook his head (...) while exhaling electric shock (...).

"Gaaaaah!!"

"What the fuck!?"

Although not at a large angle, the electroshock exhale (lightning brace), which was linear, swung fan-shaped.

More than fifty lives were lost in just one breath.

"Run, run!

"Don't look back, run!

Luckily spared from thunderstorms, Sir Fireblaze and Sir Balmish continue to shout out loud enough to dry their throats.

Golzondokouri, who was able to see even more wonderful sights by fanning it off, rolled around again with less joy.

- Mmm, it kind of goes up!

Golzondkuri was a little happy again with the fullness he had felt several times before.

The blow just took me to the next level.

- Oh, no! One shot, too!

Oops.

Breathe in the air again.

"Stay low."

It is Sir Balmish who rushes towards Golzondkuri's head with a scream.

"Wuuuuuu!!"

He struck up with a long sword in his hand with a sharp temper.

The blow didn't do any damage to the dragon, but it was powerful enough to change his mind.

Of course, if I tried golzondokouri, I would have been alarmed.

I didn't expect a bug-like presence to launch an already ineffective attack.

A blow fired at the perfect time was measuring the moment to throw up a brace.

The spit out brace ripped the air and was released diagonally upwards.

There was no harm done to the captives or the soldiers in their shade.

- What the hell, this guy!

Golzondkuri cleverly waved his forefoot and tried to crush Sir Balmish under a blow.

But Sir had read the attack, and when he showed his skilled manoeuvres and took his distance again, he freed the new captives.

- This guy. Whoo! You're so busy!

I can swing my tail around and jump over every horseback ride, although I try to decide the battle in an off-site home run.

- Damn it, dude!

Even if I try to wave my wings and refuse him a thin body, he also reads the timing and gets bounced up with a sword, and he gets scolded.

Golzondokouri has been unable to contain its frustration with good additions and subtractions.

In doing so, a significant number of people have already left the square and fled outside the fence surrounding their residence.

"Ha, ha, ha..."

But Sir Balmish was also seeing tiredness as he was forced into great tension.

Sir thought to Sir Robain as he ran away, then his wife and two sons who lived in the territory.

And I hear the roar emitted by the dragon in front of me.

It was the first voice to be released since the birth of Golzondokouri.