Reincarnation into the Barrier Master

At the same time, the Noono-Elsmo Allied soldiers, who had escaped Castle Casa, were fleeing eastward in desperation.

My throat was dry. I was tired of marching and fighting the night before. Originally, they were so exhausted that they couldn't move a single step, but they were still desperately moving their immobile bodies because they wanted to escape from the sight of what should be called hell in this world.

Hundreds of dragons covered the sky. Even though it was a strange enough sight, the dragons came down to the ground and threw their braces. From the castle, I could see the terrain in front of me changing.

"If I stay here, I'll die..." The soldiers in the castle realized it at the same time. Just now, a messenger from the Sefund army came in and accepted the surrender. The water will arrive soon... "I was waiting for the arrival of Gray Sahara in the mood of autumn.

When I first heard the story, no one in the castle believed it. It was an ancient story, a fairy tale that was made into a legend. It was not realistic to think that it was going to happen here.

But the Sephardic emissaries kept shouting for us to run. It was realistic to scream like crazy. No way... I really started to think so when I saw the sky covered in dragons.

Everyone who saw it felt bloodied. Of course, the commanders, Hunai and Nomasa, had no choice but to look up at the sky. I knew it was a situation to run away from. However, that sight, far removed from reality, completely mashed the soldiers' bodies. It was right after that. The dragons began their assault.

A tremendous explosion and shaking. After coming here, everyone in the castle ran to the outside of the castle. I finally realized that if I stayed here, I would definitely die.

The soldiers who flew out of the castle initially fled with the desire to distance themselves from the tragedy in front of them. As time went by, the body began to move with the desire to drink water, and it was on its original path.

But go ahead, go ahead, we didn't find any water. The waters of the river were completely dried up, and the fish were dead, exuding an unpleasant smell. Every soldier knew that this was an incident when the Séfânde army blockaded the river. Well, if we lift that blockade, we'll get water. And you can go home.

The soldiers silently proceeded as they were stomped down the dry river's rustling and stony streets. There were many who fell down on the way when their strength was exhausted, but there was nothing to help them, and they were abandoned.

Finally, we reach the wall where the river is seen to be blocking it. It was a gigantic, hard wall, almost unimaginably made by humans. But the soldiers were strangely fearless. Rather, I was surrounded by the hope that there was water at the end of this wall.

The quick one tried to break down the wall with the sword or spear he had. However, it didn't twitch from any attack and couldn't scratch a single wound.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

A voice similar to a man's scream could be heard from behind. It was Nomasa, the commander-in-chief of the army, who painted the walls.

"Gather the wizards! Gather the wizards!" Those who can use magic will be gathered! "

His voice was dying. Yet he cries out in desperation. He couldn't stand the thirst, either.

In response to Nomasa's orders, those who could use magic gathered immediately. They knew what they should do. Whoever could use earth magic without being ordered to do so, laid his hand on the wall and tried to dismantle the training.

But the wall didn't scare me. However, the intense desire to drink water drew forces far beyond their capabilities.

First, those who could use fire magic put their hands on the wall and began sending heat. After a while, steam came up from the wall. They burned their hands and kept the walls heated to the brink. Meanwhile, those with barrier skills put a barrier to those who can use earth magic. And the healing sorcerers heal the burned ones.

Their thoughts were one. You don't have to break down this huge wall. I just wish I had made a hole, a hole through which water passes. Then you can drink water. It will soothe your thirst.

It wasn't someone who taught me. A wall made of soil... a mound is a wall made of soil. If you melt the alchemy with heat and sharpen the part with earth magic, there will be a hole in the wall... Their minds were in agreement with the idea.

The idea was confused. When earth magic was applied to the hot walls, some of them collapsed. There is a cheerful sound from the surrounding soldiers. Once again, the fire mages send heat to the wall, and the soil mage, which is given the effect of cutting off the heat, melts the wall... They repeated it over and over.

Soldiers who had been watching at first drinking saliva began to support the wizards as time went on. Eventually, the voice became one, and a loud voice settled on the surrounding mountains.

But the walls were stiff. The Mages were using their magic beyond their limits, but they couldn't make a hole. But I was able to drill enough holes for one person to snuggle in. The soil that had accumulated inside was scratched by those who could use cold magic, sending in a strong wind. It was clear to anyone that a hole would be made in the wall one step closer.

A fire mage enters the hole. He's moving his legs, but they stop moving. MP depleted. He was the last fire mage, but now he can't send heat to the wall. The two of them grabbed my leg and dragged me out of the hole. I'm already unconscious.

Instead, the earth mage enters the hole. His complexion was already pale. He has also shown that MP depletion is not far away. Until just now, the surroundings that were so exciting were quiet now. Exactly, everyone was staring at it in a prayerful way.

Suddenly, the wizard's legs were bumping. Tensions rise all at once. The man is still clenching his legs. At that time, I saw a stream of water dripping from the foot of the man.

The soldiers grabbed the man's leg silently and dragged him out of the hole. Earth mage's face was covered in mud. Indeed, the mud on a man's face contains water. When I turned my attention back to the hole, there were two soldiers fighting over it, drinking the water that was flowing with thin muscles.

"Get out of the way!"

"Water! Water!"

The soldiers cheered. At the same time, the soldiers swarmed into the hole with me first. Everyone was desperate for water. Some shall be kicked down, and some shall be dragged out. At that time, the water flowed vigorously out of the hole, showing the appearance of such a disturbance.

"Don't make a scene! Arrange! Arrange! Arrange!"

It was Nomasa who spoke up. When he came to the side of the hole where the water was, he commanded the soldiers to align themselves. Then he allowed the soldiers in the front row to drink water, saying that they would only allow each of them to drink water for five seconds.

Soldiers lined up. Nomasa urged him to stand in two rows. Even so, the line lasted to public relations.

One by one, the soldiers were quenching their thirst. Whether the hole is gradually expanding or not, the amount of water is increasing. The soldiers, who had been in line at first, swarmed around the hole to drink water first.

It was then. The ground shook violently.

Several streams of water gushed out of the wall. Immediately thereafter, the wall shattered with the roar, and there was a lot of water overflowing from it.

... swallowed.

Nomasa's memory was interrupted here... "