Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

I get a glimpse of what could be called a giant filth.

Three things matter in a battle against the enemy.

That doesn't change a person or a demon.

First of all, in time. I can't talk without figuring this out.

Just one step between swords, between spears you can't escape if you don't jump, between bows you can capture as long as you're in sight.

Now, how about the anomaly in front of you?

As you can see, the body from the ceiling to the wall will earn a lot of distance just by falling in.

Interment should be quite wide if you expect an indeterminate body to grow.

Next, strength, strength.

Can you take it and play it, should you kill and flush the momentum, or is it dangerous to touch it itself?

If the demon in front of you has the weight that the giant body deserves, you take it cheaply. You shouldn't think about flushing it. Weight means a lot in battle. Sometimes a forged skinny body is crushed by a sagging giant.

Last but not least speed.

If this one wins, small moves and roundabouts will work, and even if it strikes slightly hard, we can watch the enemy move before dealing with it.

If we lose, we gaze at the enemy's movements, and we are not even allowed to blink.

This is clearly the weakness of the enemy in front of you.

I don't think this filth beats me or the soldiers at speed, even when I see them getting up or on their way.

If you want to follow me, this is the place.

I stand in the front of a demon advancing at a crawling speed, pulling a mediocre steel sword up over my shoulder and taking a poking stand.

As I stand, I approach the demon with a slip of foot.

The demon does not respond to this movement, and proceeds unaltered with its velocity spread throughout the aisle.

Can't you see? No, don't you even know if you have a head in the first place?

And our distance is one step further than the spear.

I wonder if I can do this.

"Huh!"

I exhale heavily and step out of my right foot.

Did you react to that sound or to the motion itself?

Part of the demon's bumpy body peels off, becomes like a bumpy whip, falling overhead from the ceiling as the wind chimes.

"I wanted to move. Surprisingly fast!!

"A dangerous Golden Admiral!!

You've timed my advance beautifully.

I don't know where it is, but it looks like it's about a brain shard.

I knock my body down and force my center of gravity to lean back so I can tap my left heel to the floor and jump back.

"Well, as expected."

The first step is feint, and this guy's movement is as dull as expected.

When I did it on top of not getting used to it, I was avoided sparingly after wearing heavy gold armor.

The soldier who missed out on the fast-track, etc. will be trained hard later.

And the power is strong as expected again.

The whip, which swung empty and slammed the ground, smashes the brick on the floor and splashes it.

It doesn't look like it's just a dirt-packed water bag.

I jumped back once, and now I'm serious about stepping in.

He's got his feet pulled by heavy armor, but still he'll be twice as fast as he was earlier.

Plug the sword deep into the enemy's body by plunging it next to a thick whip as you feel the brick at your feet crack.

The opponent is a giant spread across the upper, lower, left, and right aisles, and this sword is a mass-produced sword for mediocre Gordonian troops.

I don't think it's done beautifully with one thrust… etc., but I need to figure out if you're feeling any pain at all, or if there's a way to shelter your weaknesses, or if you're unresponsive without any effect.

Insert it deep into the pattern, then twist it half a turn to pull it out, and gently jump three steps back to take an intermission.

And I rebuilt my sword again...

"That was just unexpected"

The only sword I erected was a pattern.

The pattern is also currently melting in a progressive fashion as if it were butter placed on a heated iron plate.

When I hurried to throw it down, the pattern that fell on the floor disappeared with Gusgus as it was.

Of course, the enemy is not frightened at all and slowly comes packing the distance at the same speed.

"The sword... melted?

"Oh, come on, seriously..."

The soldier's nervousness increases at once, and his hand, which was blocking his nostrils in the stench, re-grips the sword shield.

"The demon that instantly melts steel, who's heard rumors?

I ask the soldiers as I pull out my spare sword, but there was no answer.

Right. You don't know such a strange monster.

When these rare demons come out, they're the first force. Doesn't it sound silly to think it's an agreement?

"Then we just have to go all the way. Fire!"

A spear or crossbow can't work against someone who melts a pierced sword.

Then when it comes to the rest of the bills, it's only about fire.

"My goodness!

The soldier oils plenty of whether he was already ready or not and throws a pine light at his feet that turned out to be a firepillar.

Then the demon looked frightened for a moment, but passed straight over the pine light.

The fire column that was up also disappears leaving one noise with Joo.

That means putting oil on him and burning him doesn't work.

"Duh, what shall we do..."

The soldier comes with a grievous face as he continues to twist and retreat.

The weapon on hand is instantly melted. Fire has no effect either.

Even as it slips through, he's stuck all over the aisle.

"Monica, is there any other way?

"No. It's just here."

Unfortunately, we don't have the means to kill him as he stands.

Running back here just makes things worse up there.

"There's nothing we can do on the main road. Why don't you keep your time, pull him off, and go down to the sewer and look for a place to spend it? Once you get out, you don't have to worry about getting chased at that speed."

Beautiful Guig advances.

What a crazy thing to do, but it's true.

"Okay, so..."

Looking back what I saw was a fragmented pebble and powder, and a rapidly spreading crack on the ceiling......

"Christoph!!

Run back to Celestina and Monica, who were at the rear as I screamed and Guig pulled Christoph.

And then Guig takes Monica. Christoph holds Celestina up.

In the meantime, the pebbles that dance from the ceiling are scattered on the tufts with powder as if it were fog, and the cracks can play and the ceiling collapses.

"Hmm!"

I plunged in, and I pulled Christophers to throw them off, rolling down the ground.

"Wow!

Guig groans with splashing stone blocks hitting his head, Monica hits his back against the wall and circles, Christoph stuns from head to floor, Celestina looks safe with him cushioned.

"Are you all right?

I say as I get rid of the stones and sand on my head.

"Hi, one..."

What you see at the end of the soldiers' gaze is a hand that stays stretched and motionless.

Has it become an underling of collapse except for the hands, the spreading blood tells us the rescue is pointless?

But memorials and grief are behind us.

"Get your stuff together. Unfortunately, the road's only gone before."

Challenging this demon on the main road is the worst choice.

But there is no other option.

The enemy did not multiply this mess.

I mean, it's probably the fastest speed right now, to the point where the baby crawls.

But the exit route was refused. Besides, we only have a dozen steps left.

"Everybody - we'll do something about it."

The crossbow is released and the bolt is sucked into the demon.

It doesn't work. Only slight white smoke rises from the landing site.

The demon strikes like a whip.

Me and Guig can afford it, and the two soldiers manage to look like they're critical.

A spear penetrates continuously with temper ringing.

The tip is lost in the first blow, half in the second, and the spear is abandoned in the third blow and swallowed up in the demon's body.

A demon changes his body like a fan and slaps him from the ceiling.

Again, I had no difficulty with this, but I had to retreat a lot, losing precious steps.

Then throw the crushed bricks.

Because the foot of the demon doesn't melt. Or I thought, the stone was unexpectedly bounced on the elastic surface area, but the pushed stone happened to melt and disappear.

There is a membrane on the surface, through which objects will melt irrespective of whether they are iron or stone.

"Admiral... five more steps"

One of the soldiers looks at me.

There was no respite to tell me not to look at it.

"Is that it?"

The soldier falls with a twist of his gakuri and ankle.

No, I didn't twist it. My ankle is gone.

"Jump out! Shoes!

We fly small and retreat.

At the same time, Guig and the other soldier take off the boots that were raising white smoke.

Part of the demon's body was spreading securely at his feet.

A soldier who was only a short while before the other two had his legs melted before I realized it.

"Ha, help -"

The soldier has turned to a crying face, but when he moves his gaze in the direction of Celestina, he rings one nose and screams.

"Lord! Two of my lovers, please don't freak out!

"Oh, don't worry."

Guig looks surprised, but not ghostly enough to pretend he doesn't know it here.

Why was it missed in the first place?

The soldier who lost his leg didn't want Celestina to hear the end demon, he bites the cage hand out of his mind.

Demons swallow such soldiers relentlessly.

Armor dissolves with white smoke and bubbles in a cloudy demonic body, skin and muscles dissolve, guts and bones disappear.

No screams leaked to the end.

"Now what..."

Weapons don't go through, if you touch your body, you have the same fate as soldiers today, and the exit is about three steps away.

The soldier's face is stained with despair, and Monica holds Celestina back to show off her last sight.

If I were a god looking down from heaven, I'd say, 'This is no good. Give it up already,' but if it's about you, it's not going to be either. It's good to have Celestina and Monica in the back.

I'm sorry that they were swallowed by filth in my plan, but I can't form a Buddha, and there's nothing else left to turn into.

Then we have to survive.

And the only way to survive in a situation that cannot be solved by force is to think.

Fortunately, I am a wise general. I immediately came up with one thing.

"The soldier who was killed was certainly before the others. But strange."

It's odd that that soldier was hit because he was there before.

Because I'm always up front.

Step on the boot gently, and I'll put my sword in one hand.

"Watch."

Sooner or later, I'm going in for the demon.

The exact same thick whip interception as the first, slash it away with a sword.

"If I slaughter you with such momentum, there will be a splash!!

As the last remaining soldiers scream, a splash splashes from the slashed whip into the armor.

And white smoke also rises from the sword, worn out and broken in the middle.

"... Hmm"

I throw down my sword, but I don't retreat.

Another blow that follows. Now strike it off with your bare hands.

A fist enters the whipped body and a disgusting viscosity is transmitted to the basket.

"I went bare-handed!?

"My brother's arm!

But it wasn't me who screamed, it was a demon.

He shudders back as if he were screaming, to be exact.

"You're finally lowered."

It's bad for a dead soldier, but it makes me laugh zero by accident.

"Right, money, motherfucker!

GUIG screams happily.

Correct. My boots were soaking in his fluids deeper than the dead soldier.

It's unnatural that the boots of the GUIGs who were behind me in the first place melted, but only my armor is intact.

This demon melts iron, stone, and man, but not only gold.

"And as far as the current reaction is concerned, it's not just insoluble. You hate advances, don't you?

Get out of my way just the minute the demon goes down.

Then he will also pass on the floor and stretch out his body.

Instead of pulling my legs, I step out loud and into the depths of my candles.

Then again, he shuddered and retreated greatly.

"All right, give me the gold."

I look back laughing.

But no one responds.

What are you guzzling about?

Give your enemies time to do what they do. Still a soldier?

"... there isn't. All the compensation went to the dancers."

"Neither do I. It's not even in Dirty Angel's pocket. There's only three pieces of copper... for real."

GUIG and soldiers say.

"Yeah, you poor bastards! I have no choice -"

I try to get my wallet out, but I don't have it.

I dropped it in the sewer.

"This is His Majesty's money, so I will definitely return it!

Monica has no choice but to take the gold out of her purse.

Bracket that gold coin in a crossbow bolt, and GUIG and the soldier set their aim.

"Shoot!!

A sound rings and a bolt is shot into the demon.

As earlier, the bolt instantly melted away, but only the gold remained intact and slowly fell down in the light in the demon's body.

It's the voices that don't speak, but I can see the demons screaming.

As soon as he was shot, he shuddered down and the place where he was shot unnaturally receded.

He twists himself to eject the gold coins drifting through his body, and at the end of the day, the surrounding bodies roll apart and hard, throwing away the gold coins and he returns to the body again.

"Ha ha! The fucking slime is spinning! This gold coin is so much more shit packed than you!!

GUIG boosts his temper.

But it's not enough.

Indeed, the demons are retreating more and more.

But he's not melting or burning.

He's not "weak" just because he doesn't like it.

Even if Tristan eats a pile of green beans, he will not cry, but he will not die.

What we're doing now is harassment, not a decisive attack.

"I need another hand, something. A decisive weakness."

I open my eyes and observe him.

One lump rather than the body, the outer skin that keeps it in shape is transparent and the body is only clogged with semi-solutes of drool that are neither known as dirt nor gut.

"This is the last gold coin!

Bolts are released with Monica's voice.

At the moment of landing, there was a place that moved apart from the impact of the bolt.

All in the drool, the sole is the only individual with a clear shape.

Dokun, Bikun and it's like a threatened human heart...

"Right there!

I stick my right hand out and into the demon.

He then hits it so that it hits him and screws his right hand deep into his body.

The monster tries to escape even more, whether the gold chunks have gone into my body and upset me, but more than that, I stick my hand in every body.

My joints are tingling. They're coming in through the gap, if you don't hurry up, they'll melt.

Above all, it smells unimaginable. And dirty. If I get weird sick, Nonna will tighten me up.

"Ohhhhhh!!

I almost walked in with my whole body screaming at the landscape and grabbed it for my purpose.

"Hmm!"

I've got momentum. Pull something through.

"Bag...? Eggs...? Pulse..."

As soon as the loess object gets out of the body, the demon shivers his body to an unparalleled degree, changing his body to impotent and begins to explore his surroundings.

"Whoa, I'm not giving it back."

When I jumped back a few steps, the demon was stuffy as I slapped on the ceiling, floor and wall, and at the end of the day I cramped my whole body and stopped moving.

"The heart...... was it?

Monica squeaks when she sees the likelihood of not describing it as anything other than its extinct demon.

"Maybe. It's still working."

I grabbed it. That's dodgy and pulsating.

It's disgusting to be honest, but you should also be more careful to throw it away than you know who you are.

As soon as we throw it into the sewer, Mukumuk and the guy reappear, it's no match.

"Whatever it is, it's on. Now we move on."

Was it bad that I talked to Monica?

Or couldn't you have noticed the last act of an unknown demon?

When I looked back at the sound of bong, the demon was bursting.

The splash, the runoff of fluid, hits us through the main road passage.

I was the closest one.

This is good. I know he won't melt me in gold armor.

The second was Monica, who was talking.

That's good too. You'll get my arm, so I can give you as much cover as I want.

The third is - Celestina.

"Your Majesty!!

I shelter Monica screaming.

I didn't choose her over Celestina. She's the only one who can reach it.

I'm not just sorry to bathe in sword-melting lysate.

Though I would never want to see a sun-like smile dissolve in a worn out place.

I have eyes for Celestina.

It wasn't fear or plea that came to my eyes.

The eyes that still leave their young are releasing......

"Let it!!

It was an unknown soldier who popped up in front of such Celestina.

I stood in front of the little queen with my hands crossed in front of my face.

The demonic end demon ends.

Me and Monica are intact, and Celestina is intact again.

White smoke rises from the entire body of the soldier, to which a large amount of lysate adheres as a price.

I pushed him to death.

But I can't kill you. Screams echo down the tunnel.

GUIG cleaves soldiers' clothes with a knife and makes them naked.

It's like burns all over your body, but it hasn't been more eroded because it was an instant.

But you can't have both arms.

I guess there's fluid in it all the way to the body. White smoke keeps rising from around the top of my wrist and meat keeps melting off.

"Get your arms out."

I'll wield my sword, and Guig will prepare a pine light.

A flash, from the elbows of both arms of the soldier, the bottom falls to the spot, at the same time a pine light is pressed and the fire burns the wound unbroken.

Screaming doubled, no, tripled. Unimaginable pain would be more unnatural not to die of shock.

But I definitely need it. In addition to stopping the bleeding by burning the wound, an unclean sword in an unclean place, if you don't do this, you're 100% bound to die.

A hand gently attached to the head of the soldier whirling around.

"Thanks"

The screams of the soldiers dwindle.

Thank you.

Breathing slows down, which was a mess.

"Thank you for protecting my concubine. Thank you very much..."

The soldier, drenched in tears and nostrils, looked at Celestina's face and smiled with a face distorted by severe pain, unconscious as it was.

"... fucked up"

"Oh, he's a big guy. If I survive, I'll do more than lose my arm."

He's a big guy at all. I beat up my deco for what I'm doing in comparison.

What do you do without distracting yourself from the safety of the woman?

Let's get one thing back on our minds here.

A strange thought comes to mind.

This soldier met Celestina only a few hours ago today.

To this guy, she wouldn't have been a beloved woman had she not been a king to respect otherwise.

Until I lost both arms in spite of it...... no that was the result and I really protected her ready to give up my life.

Was it a big man who took it for granted that this man would protect the girl?

Or will anyone behave the same way before Celestina?

Well, it's not about thinking now. Let's forget it.

I put a soldier in charge of Guig.

Now I'm practically alone, but when I get here, I'll do it and show it to you.

There was a demon. A penetration of the aisle, forcing the rusty lever that was there to pull down.

After a few seconds of heavy noise, the ceiling slowly comes down. Apparently it's a staircase.

We sneak up the stairs and show our faces.

Furniture appears to be placed above the exit, with narrow vision but not sight.

If you can't hear footsteps, you can't hear talk.

Apparently, it's a deserted room. I heard it was in the royal palace, but the royal palace is huge.

"It's not the kind of room that occupiers use."

I push overhead furniture with all my strength.

Galan and louder sounds sounded, but no particular reaction.

"Well, where did it go? - Whoa."

With my whole body out of the hole, I'm just out of line.

"Is the king who made this an asshole?

"Please don't be disrespectful!

Monica's protest is also unconvincing.

Somehow this room was between the thrones, and now it was the thrones that I pushed away and rolled.

"You built a hidden passage directly beneath you..."

It makes it a demonic nest without even servicing it.

If it was bad, the demon earlier might have been under the king.

"Can't I tell you now? Then covert action...... will not be possible, so we head straight to the line. The enemies we meet trump."

We can never do covert work right now.

I'm sparkling all over my body, and they all smell as much as I can tell from ten meters away.

There is no other way but to forcibly break through.

The odds are great.

No matter how vigilant the enemy is, it's against intruders from the outside, and I'm not assuming anything like gushing out of the throne room. The guards will be consolidating around the central royal palace of Mort, but it should only be civilians inside. At a time when we are under siege, it is unlikely that commanders or soldiers will be relaxing in the royal palace.

We jump out between the thrones and climb the stairs all at once.

"Thoroughly manage your stockpiles! At least three weeks. - Shit! Geez!"

Slash and lay down with one knife the civilian-like man you come across.

"The wounded are housed in private homes. Throw out the complaining residents - dazzling! WHAT YOU...... what!

Jump off a middle-aged man's neck.

"Schedule your execution faster. First thing tomorrow morning - wow! A crook! A crook!

The slaughter became shallow whether the soldier with the thin eyes would have slashed him but noticed him because of the smell, or whether he was hands-on.

With the second knife to cut back, I completely slashed and lay low, but the sound of vigilance and the end of the period made noise in the royal palace.

"Footsteps majority. Fuck you, this is fucked up!

GUIG screams.

Sure sucks. It seems as desperate as the earlier slime.

But this was supposed to happen from the start.

And I have the prospect of opening it all at once.

We cut up the stairs and kick open the door.

There's the flag flying platform.

Once a malt, now the southern Eugrian flag is in the wind.

"Replace."

"Aye."

The baggage that Guig received from Celestina - he climbed up the flying platform with the malt flag in his hand.

The footsteps that follow us are coming up the stairs.

But I can hear the sound of the twitching coming from the city of Biad.

"Hey, look at that... it's the royal palace billiard."

"... I don't want to see a southern Eugenian flag. Isn't that our Malt flag?

"Who is that guy who did that!? If they find me, I'm sorry I ripped you apart!

"Look at that. There's someone nearby. I can't see it from a distance."

I feel citizens bothering to get attention.

This royal palace billiard can be seen from anywhere in Biard. It's made that way.

If the flag was replaced, it would immediately attract the attention of the entire city.

"Can we go?

"Yeah."

When I check with Celestina, she holds down the wound and strokes the groaning soldier's cheek and stands up.

And line up on the roof of the royal palace overlooking me and the city.

"I don't care, come on! Fucking assholes push over and it's time to go to the limit!

The door to the stairs is held down by Guig, but the chaser seems to have brought out the hammer. Dosungbatan and Shut Up.

Later, from here on, Celestina makes a speech to the citizen and presses for a bee.

If a citizen beeps up with enemy troops outside, the Cage Castle Army has no hope.

What matters is the speech that moves the hearts and minds of the citizens, but will Celestina do well to fulfill it?

She takes out the speech she would have prepared from her nostalgia, but at a glance she deposits it with me.

And breathe heavily in.

"It's late, but you're back! Everybody help the concubine!

Instead of speaking, almost a word of shouting.

Close to my speech when it's a pain in the ass.

A few seconds of silence.

If I remove it, I'll have to take on Celestina and jump from the roof to a place that looks soft.

But the idea ended pointlessly.

"Heh, Your Majesty - are you His Majesty Celestina!!

"Really...... are you really back!!

"Definitely! I was told by His Majesty three years ago to touch my hand! I haven't washed my hands since! There's no reason to look wrong!!

"Your Majesty is telling me to help! Let's go, let's all go to the royal palace!!

An explosion of anger and cheer echoes from all over the city.

"Don't make a scene! That's... that's fake!

"Get back home now, no going out! Anyone who goes out without permission goes to jail - yeah listen to me!!

The guards are desperately trying to contain it, but nothing can be done about it.

I'm not at the level to say there's been a riot, etc.

From here, all citizens come to the royal palace cheering.

The chaser who was knocking on the door is also quiet.

I don't know what to do with us anymore.

"Riot in the East End Unable to Pick Up! The West End was also interrupted by a raid by guards! South and North too...... Citizens are beeping all over the city! All the citizens, all the citizens are beeping up!

"I can't do it with a guard!! Turn the crossbow and catapult to the city! Target the mob from the city walls!

"No! The enemy's total attack has begun... fucking collaborate!!

"This won't be a war anymore! Escape as you see fit, don't attack any more citizens, if you stimulate them, you'll really kill them all! Just get out of the city."

Enemy soldiers flee the city.

And a prostitute enters dignified through an open gate.

"This in a nutshell..."

In the heart of Biard, countless flags will be lined up in the Celestina gardens that triggered this one.

Celestina cheering and responding to it.

In the shadow of it, some of the prostitutes, specifically the disguised prostitutes consisting of my soldiers, sneak out and head back to Rafen.

Their role is over.

Prostitutes gathered from all over the malt attacked Biard, and in Celestina's speech the citizens simultaneously beeped up and eventually drove out the invaders. This is the truth.

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The protagonist, Agil-Hardlet, 25, autumn.

Status Legend of the Border of the Kingdom of Goldonia Mount Big Lords and Eastern Great Lords Friends of Dwarves Friends of King Ares Heroes of Dragon Killing

Elf's Intermediary Sex King in White Capital Mad God State (Golden Lager Dirt, Hero of the Redemption)

[]/(n) companion/

Secrito (pseudopathy) Brunhilde (withdrawal) Christophe (underground) GUIG (dirty)

Celestina (True Queen) Monica (Happiness) Busco (Commander)

Eastern

Friendly Army Force Malt Prostitute Army (False) 350

Prostitute Army (true) 4980

Vandrea Prostitute 4750 (Protracted War)

Enemy Force Biard Garrison 995 ⇒ Disruption

Field troops 3900 ⇒ mayhem

Property Gold Coin-68000

799 Experienced

70 children made to give birth +567

Location: Rooftop, Royal Palace of Malt