Price of Management

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Of course, I wasn't in the house of dirt. Do you think he's in there knowing he's gonna be targeted and targeted?

I flew 100 meters higher than that, creating a mud house in the air, leaving Earl Ranzhel. The earthhouse was a lure to draw them out.

Finally, the monsters take the bait.

He throws a fireball, ties it with hold magic, and throws arrows at it in a variety of different ways. However, the earthen house that was made hard enough to withstand the error did not have a scratch.

Then the monsters tried something else. Throwing an iron net, magically raising the wind to float the iron net and covering the earthhouse.

It was a clever way to look at things from the sky, so I was slightly impressed.

Who gave the order?

I looked at the hard-working monsters on the ground with my senses shared with Noonum and Woundee.

And I was able to figure out who the leader was who was giving them the instructions.

He was a strange man.

It looks about the early 50s.

He was much less popular than the average person. I too would not have noticed the existence if I had not studied it with the senses of the spirits.

His eyes are cold like reptiles, and his breathing is steady in battle.

I was able to identify him as the professional assassin that Earl Lindell hired.

The strongest enemy to watch out for was that assassin.

There were two more of those mercenaries to come, but it doesn't matter to me.

The mercenaries have finally broken through the earthhouse. That's a lot of work. It's time for you to come up with something salty.

“Well done, everyone. Are you looking for me? ”

I went down to the ground a little bit and spoke to everyone.

The mercenaries who were in vain after they worked hard to destroy the earthhouse found me and panicked.

“Bird of Caroc Ligand! ”

“It was up in the sky! ”

“Oh, shit. So, what have we been doing? ”

What are you doing? I was just shoveling.

From now on, you will be shoveling all the time while you fight me.

“Profit! Hold! ”

A wizard with about four circles of mana cast a hold on me.

Yeah, well, the Wizard's got one hell of a punch, so be careful.

I decided to eliminate the Wizards first.

“Water Shield. ”

-Yeah.

Undyne condenses the water and unfolds the shield in front of me. Manat's Rope, which the Four Circle Wizard created, is blocked by the Water Shield and disabled.

Then I made 20 Earth spheres out of gnomes.

The earth's soil rises into the sky and forms twenty sacks of spears. Twenty giant dirt spears aimed at mercenaries! He looked magnificent like God's punishment. The mercenaries are fed up with fear.

“Take it.”

I say the Earth Spheres are fired in unison.

Kwakwakwakwabang!

“Grrrgh!”

“Ahhhh!”

“Move!”

A spear of soil strikes the ground. Three of them targeted two wizards. The 3rd Circle Wizard, who just fired the fireball, was cut to pieces by the Earth Sphere. However, the Four Circle Wizard has successfully defended itself with Shield Magic.

I made two more Earth spheres and blew them to the Four Circle Wizard.

Two spears of dirt shoot out of the dirt, clumping together by the shock of the Earth Sphere. Soon, the wretched screams of the Four Circle Wizard resounded.

The mercenaries are already in a frenzy due to the Earth Sphere attack. Some mercenaries shoot at me, but the arrow doesn't reach me through the water shield.

“Well, you're not that strong! ”

“That's what an intermediate spirit is?! ”

The mercenaries scream in terror. Too bad. If I was a real middleweight, you guys would have won.

I spoke loudly to the mercenaries who overpowered the aircraft.

“I am Bird of Caroc Ligand, the great spirit! There has been no victory for you from the beginning. ”

“Senior?! ”

“Did you just say senior spirit? I heard wrong, didn't I? ”

The mercenaries are in shock.

Finally, my true ability was revealed.

I kept telling them.

“From now on, it will be my one-sided slaughter. But I don't want to see blood in vain. I will spare your life if you promise to surrender quietly and help me tell the truth about this. Those who surrender, lay down your weapons and put your hands on your head on the ground. ”

The mercenaries start to mutually mutual gaze.

“Ha, will you let me live if I surrender? ”

“The opponent is a higher spirit! We don't stand a chance! ”

“What are you misleading, cowards! How do you know he's really a superior spirit? You must be exhausted with all your strength. I'm bluffing!”

“Yes! You couldn't have become a higher spirit at such a young age. ”

“Don't be fooled! ”

Many of the mercenaries didn't believe me. They had no choice but to convince me that I was only in my mid-20s, and that I was a senior animist equivalent to the master.

However, the threats that followed were effective.

“Damn it! I surrender! ”

“Me too! You just saw the attack. It's not like it's an intermediate aesthetic. Wizards died in one blow! ”

Several mercenaries drop their weapons and begin to surrender to the ground.

Okay. Okay.

“Surrenders will live up to their promise. Stay underground for a while until the fight is over. ”

I created a space about 30 meters in diameter underground. The mercenaries fall to their knees and plunge them into the ground.

“Ugh, ugh?! ”

“It's getting sucked into the ground! ”

Surrendered mercenaries scream as their bodies are dragged into the ground. They must have mistaken me for burying them alive.

17 mercenaries surrendered. They locked them in a place they had built underground. I was going to leave it there until I got the wagon to pick them up later. In fact, isn't there a prison more perfect than underground?

“Coward! ”

“Surrender and I'll let you live. Bury you alive!" You brute! ”

The mercenaries were furious and swearing at me. I shrugged.

“They've put it in a safe place, but I don't have to explain it to the people I'm about to die of. Isn't that right?”

I said they were flawed.

17 prisoners are enough. I was going to make them testify that the person who bought this was Earl Lindell.

That means everyone else has to die here.

I wouldn't kill for it. I don't want to fight as much as possible.

But if we keep them alive, we can't keep those who will become our benefactors alive. How unforgivable of these unjust bastards to get paid to assassinate and kill.

It's just an excuse that you had to do something bad to live.

On the contrary, this world has many means to sustain its livelihood. Farming, livestock, hunting, and production are no more difficult than killing. These guys are just killing to make money more comfortable.

…… a country that wants to kill them without forgiveness. What could be so clean and noble?

I made the Earth Sphere again.

I kept making it.

One, two, three, four...

The number of Earth spheres in the air increases as the soil builds up.

The mercenaries who held each weapon tightly, tense, began to pale from the moment the number of spears in the dirt exceeded 20.

Soon...

“Ahh…! ”

“This is ridiculous! ”

“It's a monster... It really was a superior spirit! ”

They panic in terror.

A hundred Earth spheres. A hundred giant spears of dirt aiming at them from the sky would be catastrophe itself.