Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Ten days later on board the North Terriers River Ares of Ares.

"You've changed the wind... we're going left. Fold the third mast sail. Rudder."

Accurate instructions fly from Secrito, who sits still on the deck.

I'm sitting in a barrel with sand behind it, too, but I don't know how to run a ship, so I don't talk.

"Hey, they're gonna fold the sails."

"What!? I just tensioned you, and you're gonna fold again? It's a real hassle with ships."

"It's a ship that bears Ares' name. If you keep rowing, will you go to the enemy alone?"

Ares soldiers are giving orders in motions they are unfamiliar with because they see them.

What a funny sailor outfit, it's not uncommon for a guy with a torn ass or back.

Over the past ten days, they have spent all their time training but still amateurs even in the Marines who just take on spears such as ten days of training. I didn't think it would work as a sailor requiring a variety of skills...

"I can show you around."

I squeal bossly.

Of course, there are precise instructions from Secrito, but at least Ares of Ares can sail without falling out of the fleet. Is it highly capable of carrying out outgoing orders because unforeseen circumstances do not upset me?

With that in mind, the ship rapidly changes direction to the right.

As soon as he did, Secrito pounded his tongue and kicked the man's ass and yelled at him, which he had made into a chair.

"You cut the steering, fool. Besides, I told you a little! I would have turned it around."

"Oh, what was the steering wheel this way! I'm sorry, I made a mistake!

"The previous ship is waving the flag. I don't know what it is, but I think I'm angry."

Secrito sits back to jump on the chair man and again roughs up his voice.

"I would have taught you the flag signal. Stuff your muscles all the way up to your head - 'Return the needle and continue to the flagship' I have repeated this three times in vain. Anyway, that woman is just annoying."

The same signal was repeated again and again afterwards, but Secrito returns only the needle without replying.

"Can we fight at this rate? Isn't that the best you can do because we're sailing?

Speaking on land, I'm finally standing in my armor.

Isn't fighting out of the question?

Then Secrito makes sure the Ares soldiers around him aren't listening, and then he calls me with his index finger for a second.

"I'm doing better than I thought. As with amateurs such as the ten days of training, I was prepared to lose my temper, but I still rebuilt the leaning ship. Just give me the instructions, and I can do it there."

It was highly regarded for being out of the picture.

If Secrito says so, you'll be relieved.

When you think so, the ship accelerates sharply and approaches the previous allied ship.

At its stern, a wolfed allied soldier is waving a red flag with tremendous momentum.

I know you're calling it a halt even if you don't know what the flag means.

"Fold the third sail. Why are you increasing speed... fools, don't row without orders! Get him down and slow down!!

"Nooo, my feelings for the battlefield have gone too far."

"Don't worry if you don't move your body. When I was on land, I marched with all my strength."

Approaching only a few meters to the allied ship, Ares of Ares managed to escape collision by lowering the ridge into the water and slowing sharply.

"Huh."

Secrito sits back on the chairman again.

Even during the battle she had an extra grin on her shoulder with a loud breath and even a cold sweat on her forehead.

I know exactly how you feel.

I'm tired of working with soldiers, too, Ares.

Still better this time. Anyway, I left my best friend Guildless.

If he had, Ares would have listened to your orders, so I wouldn't have allowed him to accompany me.

"If it was as planned, I would have liked to hit you and your body and go to the scenery..."

Secrito says with a resentful face.

"If you leave these guys alone for five minutes, we'll stay connected and we'll be at the bottom of the water."

Secrito nods one and sticks the lot out towards me.

"I can't leave here, but you must be accumulating, right? I'll lend this guy to you, so pull it out."

Lot resists only slightly, but when Secrito squeezes his jaw, he sees it on my hips.

Seems Secrito cares about my libido.

I appreciate it, but I just feel better about being alone instead of her.

"No, I'm here."

"Ko, is it here!? Ugh...... ok"

Lot starts taking off his clothes as he turns his face bright red.

I don't mean to start here.

"Besides, Ares, I'm too anxious to leave you alone in a bunch of soldiers."

It would be tough if Secrito's brown skin was dyed cloudy on one side when he returned.

It is known to the ship that Secrito is my woman, but nevertheless the Ares soldier invites me in fine.

There was even a guy with intercourse in front of me. I threw him into the river, of course, but he swimmed back.

"Kuck, that's just what you chose me over Ivanna"

Secrito draws me in for a kiss.

Invite him to call the lot at the same time and stroke him up under his chin.

"Ha."

As soon as it was done, Lot began to troll his eyes and lick the toes of the assembled Secrito's feet.

It's completely dominated. You won't be able to leave Ceclito anymore.

As we embarked on the ship, we were also stuck with Ivanna's flagship Swarov or this Ares of Ares.

In the end, this ship questioned more proficiency, and I rode here because I needed to be able to lead the Ares soldiers.

Ivanna was obviously very angry and held her before she left to get in a good mood, but she was trampled, kicked, whipped, and at the end of the day she was bitten by one thing and it was hard.

"Sort of."

I smile and watch Ares of Ares again as I return a kiss to Secrito.

"The training was critical, but so was the renovation"

The added armor is struck by a martial bone with a giant metal nail, and only the minimum required is paint, no shards of grace in time.

"Huh, you're really not dressed"

The cannon peeking from the cannon deck also unnaturally protrudes my large guns that were loaded during the renovation.

We didn't have time to renovate the ship, so we had to reload it.

I guess it won't slip off.

"But beautiful. All I think about is battle... it's a battleship that only thinks about killing. This is what the monster Leviathan deserves."

"Aren't you Ares of Ares?

Pointing it out, Secrito pounded his tongue before letting his heel tuck into the chairman's back.

It was then.

Secrito stands up softly and kicks Ares' soldier as a flag signal decipher.

They had decoding tables all around them that they thought Secrito had written, but they didn't understand it in the end.

"Enemy fleet ahead. Medium size 48, small size over 50."

"Are you here?"

I get up all the time.

"One of the enemy battleships has the same connection as this ship. Damn, they got it out with a penetration repair, too."

Secrito steps on my shoulder with a chairman laughing and climbs onto the mast.

"It's just half their fleet. I hear the plan went well."

"That woman's assassin made it home."

Off-target, but breathe relief.

The offense is part of the plan, but it must still be the woman who planted the seed.

Secrito says with his eyes now backwards as he stands at the top of the mast, almost with a dreaded sense of balance on the tip of one stick.

- Signalist.

No one answers.

An iron water bottle came down with tremendous momentum from above the mast.

"Oh, was that Noon!

One soldier rises just saying that he had completely forgotten.

"Enemy fleet from the rear as well. Battleship 2, Large Battleship 5, Small 50 +. Tell him forward."

Brilliantly pinched.

But this is also an assumption.

The enemy wanted to know more about the trends in this fleet than the movements of the land forces.

Fleet movements are their top priority.

So we ran information through the female assassins that this fleet had been badly damaged, so we were evacuating in a safe downstream direction. He also had multiple battleships covered with cloth to cope and pretended to cover up the damage.

The enemy should be sneaking countless spies into the patina, but they just couldn't have known until the strategy.

And as a matter of fact, this fleet is not upstream with enemies, but sails downstream to escape.

The enemy should have stepped on a good opportunity to destroy us now.

Allow a fast ship below a medium-sized battleship to circle forward, pinch it with a large ship from the rear to eliminate the escape and destroy it. That would be the enemy's strategy.

"But this is a good opportunity to destroy the enemy fleet."

I have Leopold ready to do the same, but I have to fight enough fleet fights first.

"Flagship to all ships - as planned. Take a rudder. Arrange in a row as specified"

Secrito reads the flag himself and gives the order.

Our fleet is surrounded by large ships with cloth around them… depending on what you see, it's a fleet that shelters damaged ships.

But no ship is damaged when cloth is removed from all ships at the same time as Ivanna's orders.

The fleet turns back simultaneously, turning in a row and turning its belly to the stream.

"Naturally the enemy chooses to pinch. It's more than going downstream. If you don't hold your head and chase each other, you'll get away with it.

The cannon line is pulled out onto the deck and the Ares soldiers put balls and gunpowder in unfamiliar hands.

Hey, there's a guy with gunpowder and balls in reverse right now. Let me fix it.

"But it was a failure to divide the power into two parts. It's enough to hold your head down. Pinching from both directions is effective against enemies who flee."

All allied ships are ready to fire.

At the same time, an anchored iron ball is dropped into the water from the port side of all ships.

The center of gravity leans to the left… the hull that was obliquely inclined under the flow returns to parallel.

The fleet flushes only slightly, but the posture is stable thanks to the weight.

Everything was predetermined.

"The cannon line of the ship is to the left and right. Stuck from both sides won't drop your attack."

The enemy fleet suddenly stood still in the river. It also looks upset to see this one.

"One enemy comes from upstream and the other from downstream... it's hard to connect."

The enemy is finally in range.

The flagship Swarov raises the flag of initiation of the attack.

"The enemy's aim is to break into our fleet and fire from close range. Sink him before he gets close."

Secrito pulls out his sword and says bravely, but for some reason he can't cheer from Ares soldiers.

……

Sekrito looks grumpy, shaped like one of us ran ahead.

"Uhm, I still can't even see the faces of my enemies. This is one exciting battle"

"It's not just a sword or a spear to light an iron cylinder..."

Morale hasn't gone up at all.

I have to do something about this.

I can't show it to people, but there's no Nonna or Celia here, so let's put up with it.

I take off my jacket, get naked and scream.

Let's ask Secrito to forget about it later.

"Nooooooo stinky! You're still Ares' men!

"Oh! That's a brave voice!

"Uhm, that flesh...... regret but enemies!

I open my hands and scream even more as I build my strength.

"Our ship is a Han ship, and the fleet battle we're about to start is that Han bumps into each other! It's Ares' man. Take it off! Scream! Raise the battle wolf smoke!

"Oh, you're right. It's the same thing whether it's water or land...... the battle starts!

"Continue to Han, who also admitted Gildress! Take it off! Scream!

"You can see the king behind him! Let's have a fight!!

Ares soldiers on deck respond to my encouragement.

The sound spreads furiously across all soldiers from the deck to the ship, to the cannon deck, to the mast.

The sailor clothes were stripped off one after the other and the temperature felt up several degrees in an instant.

"" "" Ohhhhhhhh -!! ""

"... why take it off"

I hate to say it, Ceclito, but now is the time to build momentum, so I hope you don't mind.

Some guys even took off their pants because of the momentum, but never mind.

The neighboring allied ship begins shelling as time goes on.

"Give me the wolf smoke!

Along with my scream, the Ares soldiers set fire to the cannon.

The simultaneous impact of all the left and right gates rocked Ares of Ares, and all sights stained white with the gushing smoke.

I also fired all my allies, so I can't see anything around.

"Oh, it's fancy wolf smoke."

"That's great for the economy! This roar, Ares' wolf smoke deserves it."

Secrito yells at the guard on the mast.

"Watch, report."

"The battle! Han beating each other up! Ares, let me show you how strong a man is. Wahaha!!

Secrito climbs onto the mast himself because he doesn't get a decent response back.

"The smoke's clearing up... aim - shoot!!

Secrito giving orders from above the mast.

I also deal with it and wave my arms down half naked.

The gunfire goes off. Now the sight was pretty good because of the timing of the allied ship and the shelling.

Ares, it's a caged shell with a soldier's temper.

I stare at what might be powerful.

"... that's crazy"

Whenever an allied ship fires, the left and right enemy ships scatter fragments, and the foes that have been subjected to concentrated fire have even been destroyed and tilted with masts and decks.

But even if Ares of Ares sprays a blaze of fire, a flashy water column just rises on the water.

"Seventy doors fired - hit... 0! Next bullet fire - hit... 1, are you guys kidding me!

Secrito's fury flies from the mast.

Thanks to the dropped iron sphere, the parallel of the ship is maintained, and the gunpowder smoke is well cleared before shooting.

What do you mean it hardly hits me yet...... I guess I'm just shitty.

"Waha, it's still just cannons and other wolf smoke!

"Let's just start the real fight!

Exactly, breaking down a line and storming a single ship can annoy Ivanna and also cause defeat.

While doing so, a large enemy battleship approaching Ares of Ares with a target.

Now a new order flies from Secrito when I'm wondering what to do.

"Port red, starboard blue, aim."

What the hell? I peeked at the cannon row deck and the base on which the cannon was to be mounted was shredded and dyed in.

Ares soldiers move artillery to the place of said colour to aim.

"Fire."

With the order, the gunfire bursts, at least ten shells are hit by an enemy ship that was approaching, and the enemy, riddled with holes in the sides, rushes back and flees.

"I know I can't target both brain muscles. I can't take this off."

Apparently the distance and angle of aim are determined for each colored place.

Nevertheless, this makes you hit because the skill of the person who directs you, or Ceclito, is not flying away.

"Next, only the big port gun, green - shoot!

Large guns mounted at four gates, left and right, erupt into flames.

The targeted medium-sized battleship clearly looked out of range, but after a few seconds the three water columns and one fire column rise.

The enemy ship is fatally injured by only one hit and is swallowed by the water as it drifts.

"Just one shot... not as powerful as it gets. How about another cannon up there?"

You mean the missing Dwarf cannon?

"If that shady man has to pinch his mouth...... okay"

Secrito then continues to destroy the enemy one after the other with precise command from above the mast.

But since the enemy from upstream jumped into the fleet at the speed it put on the stream, it has become a fierce riot.

Some allied ships also start to fire and burn, or sink.

Naturally, enemy shells also concentrate on Ares of Ares with large figures.

"Aah!"

A shell falls near where I am.

Grab the next lot and protect them from the fragments.

"Are you all right?

"Yes. Thank you."

I feel a hard lump in my naked upper body.

Speaking of which, Lot was taking off all his clothes earlier.

Let's not pick the nipples anyway.

Of course, the damage has spread throughout the ship.

"Cannon line deck bullet! Two guns blew up! No injuries."

"Fourth mast half destroyed, three flooded, no injuries"

"Landed on deck, one deck cannon damaged, fire, no injuries"

"A bullet landed in the chamber, and three people blew up. No injuries."

Reports of damage rise one after the other.

"Be accurate with your report. There can't be any casualties - you could be injured, too."

Secrito came down from the mast.

On the deck, a full-blooded Ares soldier checks his own body wondering if he has received fragments.

I slap my hands, I slap my legs, I stroke my belly, and finally I do my hand around my neck.

"It has arms, legs, and neck. My heart hasn't popped out either. You're not injured."

"Hmm, I just got burned, too. I'm intact."

"I broke my left arm, but I'm not injured because I'm connected."

Secrito is circling his eyes. It's a rare sight.

Ares of Ares is a big figure, so it is targeted, but thanks to overwhelmingly battered and strong Ares soldiers and enhanced armor, he was not losing his fighting power, but on the contrary destroying one enemy after another to come.

Just to confirm, he destroyed one large battleship, buried two medium-sized ships and five small ones at the bottom of the river.

But the whole war situation is not as fragrant as ours.

An ally who initially fought well against his left and right opponents, but he can't be stuck in the fleet and in a turbulent battle.

An order for free combat was issued, and each ship began to run around without a fixed iron ball, but still more than doubled

looks pushed by the enemy.

"It's about time"

"Right. Not good as this."

Secrito descends from the mast, pointing slightly at a point.

There, the flagship Swarov was flocked by several enemies to snake like a snake.

Large battleships are hard when fleshed by multiple smaller ships for less than a small turn.

The allies to be covered are also full of other enemies.

"Go."

"I don't mean to, but if the flagship gets hit, there's no fleet action."

I pull out my sword and point to Swarov.

"Cover the flagship better than this. Let's get out of here. We're going into the enemy."

"Oh, finally!

"It's time to show the man."

The sail is folded and the metal wax is stretched from both strings to the surface of the water.

"That said, this ship is duller than Swarov. Calculate the flow while paying attention to your position with the enemy."

I grab Secrito's shoulder and smile. That won't be necessary.

"Row as hard as you can. Show me the man."

Say it in a quiet state without wasting your voice.

The Ares soldiers similarly do not raise their voices in vain, but only scream "yes".

A drum is struck that takes the tone of the drum.

A metal claw of incomparable weight lifts lightly and Ares of Ares moves forward slowly.

"Faster."

"Whoa!"

The drum goes faster.

The metal is watered in the same condition as all other ships.

The speed increases steadily and white waves begin to stand on the bow.

"Faster"

"Whoa!"

The drum is hit even faster.

A battleship, which should be lighter on its way to cover the flagship as well, lines up on the side and falls back.

I was looking at this one with the look on the deck that sailors couldn't believe it.

"More."

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

The drums are already close to a streak.

Acceleration enough for your body to fall back.

You left the enemy ship that tried to block the needle, and the shells that were fired misread this speed, too. Just plunder the stern and set up the water column.

Pocan and open mouth Ceclito's hair swells in an accelerating breeze.

"To that extent. Lend it."

I take a bee from a soldier who beats a drum and hits it streak with fierce momentum.

"Full speed forward. Ares, show me the power of a man."

"Oooh!!

I can no longer serve to keep rowing in order with such a series of hits.

But the Ares soldiers don't need to get well anymore.

A rower of both strings rows in tears with the power of his body.

The motion goes without saying. That's how Ares soldiers fight.

"What are these guys...... the bow is up!?

The bow of Ares of Ares rises as if it were a small boat.

It's not the earliest ship speed. Huge hulls slip through the water at speeds like horses walking at full force.

Neither the enemy nor the allies can follow, and it's too fast to see the target wrong or not hit a single shell.

"What's the name of this ship?

Says as he hits a drum that no longer makes sense at the earliest.

"Ares! of...... Ares!! The Han ship that bears Ares' name!

The rowing men answer with joy.

"What about you?

"Man! Be the man of the bending Ares!!

Sweat is flying from the soldiers rowing, dancing as if it were rain.

The speed continues to increase further.

Sometimes a giant hull even feels like it's jumping on the water.

"Han. I left this with the king."

Weave the cape offered by one Ares soldier.

The deep red cloak stirs in the wind.

"... what the hell is this ship?"

I look to Swarov, who grows louder as he hears Secrito's squeaky voice.

If you look, they are surrounded by three enemy ships and shelled, blocking their path by a large battleship.

"Surface... no take... eh I don't know. Turn left."

"Whoa!"

"Hey!"

Despite proper instructions, the rudder will be cut as I thought.

"Shoot the enemy blocking Swarov's path without rubbing, stopping the movement - muggle"

Slowly press Secrito's mouth.

I can't keep up with my eyes anymore.

Still, there's not a single bump.

The rudder hasn't given any orders either, but it's adjusted to good condition.

Ares soldiers have no reason.

If you have to fight without training, you can do the best you can.

"Go into that three-mast ship"

"Whoa!"

Swarov in a dead fight and the soldiers of the enemy ship are all round their eyes.

I felt like I could see Ivanna commanding on the deck in it.

"We're gonna clash!

I hold Lot and Secrito in both hands and stomp with Don.

Ares soldiers opened their big crotches and stepped on them in the same way.

Boom enough to knock out the roaring gunfire all over there.

Ares of Ares clashed against the enemy's large battleship... instead of plunging it into two pieces and pushing it through.

Secrito groans bossly.

"... asshole"

We split the enemy ship in two. We're going out front of Swarov.

The impact of the clash slowed me down to a good condition.

"Turn around, either way"

"... unscrupulous"

Rotated right all the way around to kill the speed completely, Ares of Ares fits perfectly in the front of Swarov.

Once again observing Swarov has been hit pretty badly.

The cannon row deck was half collapsed, and the deck was shaky and the mast was broken from one root.

But still, Ivanna of the bridge took a glance at this one and then missed her face.

Hehe, isn't she cute as she is?

"If it's niggered or I lost speed. They're coming in through both strings."

Secrito is right, enemies stick in from left to right toward the mostly stationary Ares of Ares.

It's a distance you can already hear enemy soldiers screaming.

"It's a flashy appearance, but battleships pack distances and so on!

"Isn't that our captured battleship? This is your chance, take it back!

Fleshy battleships don't come shelling.

If you look at it, it had the same boarding tower as this one.

"Shit, crush it with shells before they get in. Fire!"

But even if Secrito commands, the cannon will not spray fire.

Ares soldiers were shaking their heads with a good smile.

"The enemy has come to challenge the flesh-bomb battle. It's not what a man does, like responding with a flying tool."

Artillery is abandoning their positions on their own and starting to set up swords and shields.

Secrito became Shura's face and pulled out his sword, but he seemed to give up when he saw me and Ares soldiers with a bunch of pants.

"We'll have a decent sailor when the battle is over. Never."

A boarding tower was unloaded from a ship approaching from the left.

A metal tower tore the sail apart and plunged it into the deck.

I laughed unexpectedly.

Though I don't know, I don't think it's a sane shack to get on this ship or anything.

Let's pray for the best of our enemies.

"The shelling didn't come! Was the cannon being hit?

"Now it's like settled. All aboard -"

I waved my arms small toward Ares soldiers, who bare their breath like dogs in front of me with bait.

"" "" Get in. Yikes!!

"" "" Noooo!!

Ares soldiers arrive at the enemy boarding tower with nearly a hundred times more yelling noises than enemy soldiers.

Are you out of your mind, or even the guy who jumps into the river and climbs the side of the enemy ship as it is.

"Huh?" "Huh?

A stopped enemy soldier is instantly bounced off by a bunch of Ares soldiers who collapse into an avalanche.

I don't know which one got in.

A swarm of muscles fills the enemy ship.

An enemy ship approaching from the right on that unusual move stopped the boarding motion.

But it's too late.

"Get him down."

A boarding tower installed in Ares of Ares is dropped on the right enemy.

At the same time, muscle runoff flows into this one.

One Ares soldier, who cut off the front line, flies the head of the enemy who intercepts him, kicks the second down to the river, pokes his head at the third and makes him faint.

Further, we take simultaneous attacks from left and right, respectively, with swords and shields, cleave faces with swords, crack heads with shields and slaughter them.

"This is a warrior with this name!?

Actually, it's not.

He's not even a commander, he's just a soldier.

It's not particularly strong, it would be standard among Ares soldiers.

"I'm willing to challenge the flesh-bomb battle. But aren't you guys too weak? We don't have enough training."

"Taste the strength of Ares."

Nearly a hundred enemy soldiers lined up on the deck in preparation for boarding are kicked in by fewer than ten Ares soldiers.

The deck is filled with the bodies of enemy soldiers, who have been blown up or lost their way into the river one after the other.

There's nothing an enemy soldier can do in front of one Ares soldier after another.

From what I've seen, isn't this damage zero?

Ales soldiers who swept the deck collapsed aboard in search of their enemies, and enemy soldiers and gungates flew out of the cannon row deck one after the other and fell to the surface.

"Hi-no-no!! Bullshit! Help me!

You've decided you can't climb out of shape, and enemy soldiers are running off on the mast as well.

"Wu. Like a monkey, I can't believe it!

"Do it!

"My goodness!

Three Ares soldiers can grab the mast and help.

The mast, violently shaken to the left and right, eventually broke in the middle, and the poor enemy soldier was struck on the deck before falling to the surface.

The two enemy ships lost their fighting power within minutes of standing.

"... not a fleet battle I know of"

Secrito is blurry.

If you look at it, Ivanna on Swarov has the same look.

Apparently, she also destroyed the enemies surrounding her with shelling.

At that time, suddenly multiple hooks and ropes were placed on the railings near the bridge.

"Am I?"

Soon after a few seconds, eight enemy soldiers came aboard, not sailors, but masked assassins.

Surprise Squad.

Looking down, a boat is sidelined by Ares of Ares that is even difficult to find in the battle between giant ships.

Apparently, they got a gap obsessed with the boarding battle.

I also just realized that there were no soldiers around the bridge.

"Crush your head..."

"That's where it ends..."

All eight of them are suspicious, but two unusual people in particular are coming towards me and Secrito each.

It is the man who goes towards Secrito.

He runs with his hands like a forefoot, wearing a dagger in his mouth, while his galloping, lean body, which also appears to be on the verge of starvation.

It's the woman coming at me.

It comes with a strange move that repeats acceleration and deceleration in a truly chicken gala-like shape, not with disdain.

The other six do not come directly, but surround themselves.

Will it prevent escape and keep other soldiers away?

"Running away."

"Right."

Me and Secrito get their gaze tangled and laugh small.

The dual crater and hook claw prosthesis glowed with guillotine.