Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

22 Feb 7450

Everyone who was fighting around the South Gate had retreated to a pancake-shaped high ground made in the center of their residence according to Mizchi, who ordered them to retreat about fifteen minutes earlier, climbing to its top.

The diameter of this high platform is about fifteen meters, and there is still a great deal of room for everyone to ride.

And its height is as high as seven meters, and the walls are nearly perpendicular, except for the stairs that are built to surround the perimeter.

It should be noted that all climbing this high ground are killers (Slaters) and black yellow balls (Black Topaz), with the exception of Tris and Bell, who headed to cover the Zenoms at the North Gate.

And there were those who were forming themselves on spirally built staircases surrounding the high ground, continuing their struggle alone and making some great roar, yet cheerfully cleaving the torso of the oak.

"Oh my God!

Lar slaps the demon axe on the head of the goblin.

Poor Goblin not only was his head broken vertically, but he was broken to the middle of his chest, desperate without raising the scream of the Terminator.

Every decision is made to defeat ten demons or replace them if they are injured.

but Lar, who had retreated to this top with his lord, only took a turn and rested until his turn arrived, and continued to line up the stairs even after nearly five minutes.

"Hey, it's time to take turns."

"Oops, not yet! Next time!"

Lar barked as he royally stood on the stairs and kicked the goblin body he just killed under the stairs.

I don't even look at Zulu, who offered to take turns.

The blade of the Devil's Axe she holds blinks like a heartbeat.

It's, like, a bloody heh.

But it's midday, so unless you're observing carefully, you won't notice it first.

Under the helmet, the long blonde hair wrapped in one around the basin, the demon-staring face, and the black protector arming the limbs are by far returned and stained with blood, and its appearance hanging a blood-dropping hand axe tells the story of the fierce battle so far.

"Fine. Let's do whatever we want."

"But Mr. Kaynestan..."

"I think he's motivated, and if he looks like that, he'll be fine for a while... he seems to be down a lot."

Rocco told me, Zulu also peered down from the edge of the pancake.

Many demons still arrive on the stairs, but the narrow stairs can only be climbed in one row.

The ground was also recognized for the appearance of goblins and knolls scratching algae due to major injuries caused by demons approaching from behind.

In addition, the number of demons surrounding this pancake has decreased to about half of the initial evacuation begun at the South Gate.

Even if it includes the number of algae scratches on the ground, it doesn't leave 300.

"Plus, we can all rest for what Lar's trying to do."

Rocco says to slap him in the ear with a low voice.

"Mm-hmm. So is that."

Zulu snorts too when he hears that.

The members of Black Yellow Balls (Black Topaz), starting with Andersen, seemed to be mostly breathless and close to their physical limits.

At any rate, as long as there's a rall that keeps bouncing back demons at the top of just one climb, this high ground can also be regarded as a sturdy fortress.

"That guy is awesome..."

Seeing the ralls still fighting, Nell told him to whine.

Strangely enough, I feel like every time she taps an axe into a demon's body, the scratches the axe inflicts are going to be huge.

"Oh, that's the killer (Slaters) lal. Whoever doesn't know that woman in Balduk is a new guy like Mogri or you. More than that... just do me a favor."

"Ah. Oh, excuse me, Mr. Barr. Now......"

When Nell cut his gaze from Ralpha, he hung healing magic on a wound that opened to the shoulder mouth of a Lion (Lios) warrior.

When the magical light gathered in her palm moves to the warrior's wound, the wound, which was fully open, heals as she looks at it.

"Mmm... Much better thanks to you... Achichi"

"It's a puncture wound, and the bone seems safe when it looks like this, so please bear with me now for about this much. I'm also wondering if I can cure serious injuries (cure seriousness) five more times..."

In the last few decades Nell has used the magic of serious injury healing (cure seriousness) ten times, and the color of mental fatigue is also intense on his face.

"Right. Lol, meme, Master Red, magic seems to be at its limit, demons still seem to be there, and I can't tell you how luxurious they are."

A short distance from it.

Mizuchi was alone, staring over the dirt mountains where Al fights with a serious look on his face.

Ever since I retreated here, I have kept my stripper's songknife (spotter) in its hands with only minimal instructions for my fellow healers and resting black-yellow balls (Black Topaz) and the slayer under my command (Slaters).

- No signal yet...

I felt like I saw a brilliance like electric light that resembled arc light around where Al was seen.

- I'm fine. That guy's fine.

Soon, Mizuchi's expression has turned into a prayerful one.

Above a mountain of earth that extends to 30 m high.

I was desperately fighting.

"Why, why, why, why"

By attacking magic I have used without rest, I have yet to get one injury because I am killing monsters before they approach the White Soldier Wars distance.

But my feelings are already full of creativity.

The sweat got into my eyes, but I breathe in heavily without even wiping it.

"Huh!"

Exhale and unleash the magic of chain lightning.

Both goblins collapsed so they could fold.

"Shit, look, shit..."

I tried to tell him to throw up while wiping his sweat, but he's not so powerful.

There are also quite a few less monsters around this earthly mountain, which would be about 200 more.

However, there are still more than 1,000 monsters plotted on the radar in the brain.

More than half of them haven't shown any significant movement from their first position (supposedly), so I'm guessing they're hard or extremely slow travelers, like slime, ooze or other mucus or mucus fungi, or guys like plants and fungi who said shriekers and ascomoids, or namekuji like reaches, snails and slugs or their relatives.

Almost done.

Sensibly, I don't think there's enough magic (MP) left yet.

But it's time to make sure.

[MP: 1421 (7483)]

Konno. Ah, at least kill those guys around me, and the change will still come.

Because of this, when the remainder was in triple digits and the total annihilation was at stake, it was decided to shoot a fireball over the residence and ask for backup.

Help me or something, I don't look good.

You've done a great job saving energy from the start.

I turn to the residence side because I seem to have a little leeway to check the war situation.

Focus your consciousness on [troop formation (partisation)] first.

Mizuchi is fine.

In addition to Zulu and Rocco on that side, there is also Ralpha.

Tris and Bell apparently joined Xenom and Guine on the north side.

Monsters will be there when we make sure everyone is safe.

According to the brain radar, the rest of them coming at me can feel quite a few of them on the dirt mountains I built in the center of my residence, but other than that, to a lesser extent around the South Gate and around the dirt mountains where I am.

This would be the guy who hasn't been able to die.

It should be noted that there do not appear to be any more living monsters in the north where the Zenoms are.

All right, one more thing.

Looking back again as he concentrates, he unleashes the magic of chain lightning again.

A group of Kobolds die out as they emit a scream.

Hmm? Ooh, isn't that water nomad!?

Years ago, when I made my adventurer debut, he was the one who defeated me on my hometown of Jindal Peninsula.

I guess I had a lot of trouble moving around the ground just to monsters like river children.

You have water on your hands and feet, and if your head is dry, you're weak.

I was in Dart Plains (here).

I kind of missed it, but I busted it with other monsters who had no sin because it wouldn't do me any good to keep River Boy alive.

And there's no more monsters moving around me.

Turning round, he sits on the edge with only his legs hanging from the earthly mountains.

When I completely skipped the nosebleeds that were dripping with one hand and one nose, after only a little worrying, I watered out and washed my face with water magic.

Because he was scratching a lot of sweat, and his nosebleed, which started to dry, was extremely uncomfortable.

Everyone keeps fighting in the distance, but one will be stuck with the feeling of a lid on his climbing mouth anyway, and Mizuchi hasn't shot up a fireball over it.

You can still afford it.

Then there's something I need to do before I go for cover.

Over there, over there, over there.

And here and there.

Later...... there and there.

Oh, were you there, too?

I have to tap my survival position into my head while I'm at it.

There's nothing more I can do to make it to the arable land yet, so I'll have to leave it alone.

In the meantime, the number of monsters that were gathered (or collected) on the high ground of the residence is also slightly decreasing.

What happens when the time runs out?

You can leave it to Mizuchi and the others.

As far as I'm concerned, I want to rest a little longer.

I was sitting down, so I lay down.

When I make a small earthen mountain in front of my eyes, I follow my brain radar and mark the ground with my fingers.

... How many are dying?

That's the salvation that's not all too far away.

Oh?

Xenom and Tris and the others started moving.

Their direction of travel is south. In the direction of approaching me and the high ground.

I guess I'm heading to cover for the Mizuchis when I see there are no monsters around the North Gate.

Around the high ground, it's just a goblin 'knoll like I was just finishing, and if they were on their way, you could leave them in full swing.

Anyway, Stag Rhino is a mammoth, but it's a manticore, and it looks big and bad because it travels at a high speed, so it's going to be roughly cleaned up in the first half.

And a few minutes went by.

Rubbing under my nose makes my dry blood fall like powder.

But there seemed to be parts that were not completely dry, and there was a lukewarm feeling.

But did your nose stop bleeding?

Hmm?

The radar is out.

Looking at the higher ground, it looks like there are still a bunch of monsters out there, but I'm not sure if my behavior has changed too far.

Ma, I got about five minutes off, and I'm going to slowly rendezvous while stabbing even Todome to survive.

When I looked at the survival map again and burned it in my eyes, I began to descend down the dirt mountain as I pulled through my tired body.

That's a long way off, damn it.

On his way down the dirt mountain, he arrived downstairs stabbing a tortoise at a monster that was bug-breathing with a crude infantry sword (short sword) obtained from Hobgoblin's body.

All five survivors who remained on the slopes of Tushan have stabbed Todome.

The latter one or two should be rolling around the south gate.

I whip my body, which keeps complaining about slothfulness, and aim for the south gate.

Um, it's definitely around there... oh, that's him.

Probably the guy who got hit by my icecorn.

Stay down and say "Gee, gee," or something and get closer to the suffering hobgoblin.

Hobgoblins are getting cuts from ice blades all over their bodies, and among them they seem to suffer from a slit throat wound.

I stood over the head of a dying hobgoblin and lifted my short sword with both hands.

If you pierce every hand holding your throat like this, you will die in one blow.

Did you notice how I looked standing over my head and pointing my sword tip down?

Tears overflow from Hobgoblin's eyes.

I guess I don't have the strength or strength to resist anymore.

You are not guilty.

No, maybe there is, but I don't.

... you had bad luck.

At least be my fattener.

I may have suffered for a long time, but when I die, it's a moment.

This is who I am when I step off the road and lose to my mighty enemies.

I started walking towards my next survival.

That's how I finished stabbing some todomes.

And, at that time, I saw several figures running out of the south gate of the residence rolling.

I almost accidentally appraised it, but I manage to observe it.

Goblins.

What, you're gonna give me back the sword after it's out of power?

Or is it a reaction to my approaching with a dragon slayer?

That look is probably the former.

He seems to care about the back while running in a hurry.

It is truly troublesome because the White Soldier War is so flat right now, but I begin to concentrate.

I greeted him with an ice corn so close to the distance.

The back of my nose is torn and the smell of iron spreads again.

I think I was probably laughing.

"Then Xenom. I asked for the rest."

"Oh, leave it to me"

I was giving instructions to everyone as I fell asleep on the carriage carriage Mizuchi was using.

I'm not sleepy, but it's even hard sitting up and waking up my upper body already.

Young Zenom and Black Yellow Balls (Black Topaz), half of the Royal Army scouts remain in this Darbin village, waiting for reinforcements.

Even after the reinforcements arrive, young Zenom and Black Yellow Balls (Black Topaz), and about half of the scouts are asked to handle the monster's body while remaining here, etc.

The other half get reinforcements directions.

According to the captain of the reconnaissance team, there will be about 1,000 troops rushing in the day after tomorrow, including other direct combatants.

I have Xenom, who is the Baron, and the feat of actually defeating the Dragon.

The body of the dragon remains buried beneath the earth mountains, but it would also be ants because you don't have to worry about being taken for scales or anything.

It would also stain the earth mountains with monster blood, but after a few days, I would be able to erase most of it.

Then, less than half of the scouts, including the captain, who remains here with the other killers (Slaters) and the rest of the black yellow balls (Black Topaz), including Andersen and Knobfom, immediately start southbound for Tankur Village.

The military horses owned by the scouts are in the form of leaving one head for the preaching and expropriating them all, but we have no choice but to keep our military horses frightened and useless.

Well, the captain was happy to offer his cooperation when I explained that I would move to secure the village of Tankur, so expropriation, I have a saying.

Anyway, in addition to the black yellow balls (Black Topaz) of Knobfom, Narzomelin, Balchemy, and Rockwise, six Rocco and Zulu rode the two-headed carriage they were using, while the other carriage carried six soldiers from the Royal Army.

Also, in addition to the six killers (Slaters) below me, Andersen, the captain and one or two soldiers are on the six-headed large carriage that Mizchi was using.

And the remaining three military horses were ridden by two soldiers from the Royal Army, and a total of thirty troops were formed.

Unlike last month's offensive strategy, it's a small unit.

Monster raids are also a concern because they are not large armies.

But I assure you that at least half the time on the road, the first five are unlikely to come across dangerous monsters.

It's a shame you didn't waste too much time because of the massive body of monsters rolling around the cultivated land on the south side, or because you honestly believed me.

Hmm? Monster Demon Stone?

I don't know, but why don't you accompany me, or even give each of those Royal Army guys here a piece of gold or so?

I also feel like that's too much.

What will Xenom do to those who come in reinforcements if they divide it appropriately?

Black Yellow Balls (Black Topaz) is...... yeah.

I don't think it's too late to think about it.