Noaculio troops, retreat.
In addition to the decline in morale, the front-line unit, which lost its commander, the Randall Border Uncle, was no longer in a state where unified action was impossible.
Those with deep ties had formed small groups among themselves, and had begun to travel to join Wesala's main unit in three quarters.
Taylakaine, the territorial capital of Marquis Edfeld territory, lost his defense once and for all due to the withdrawal of the Noaculio army frontline troops. But there are shadows lined up nearer to the emptiness in the garrison formation.
Obviously suspicious men looking like monks on masks. These are the human-based flesh-receiving Holy Beasts made by Technical Advisor Morgana.
Morgana herself… is being escorted by troops who are being held and withdrawn by the Noaculio army because strict dictums have been laid and kept confidential, but by what may be, they have turned the Randall Borderline Uncle into a flesh-affected Holy Beast.
But still, I have no problem controlling the Holy Beast left in Taylakaine.
Originally, more than the executive class of the troops were in a state orderable to the Holy Beast. Because Morgana doesn't seem to be issuing orders on the battlefield to cope with changing circumstances. The Holy Beast, deposited with the Marquis Edfeld, has naturally been told to accept orders from the Marquis Edfeld as well.
In other words, now that Morgana has been stripped from Taylakaine, the remaining Holy Beast is in a situation where the Marquis Edfeld is free to move. At least Marks...... Marquis Edfeld thought so.
In addition, Marks had decreed the Hordes through the support of Crown Prince candidate Zislan in order to fill the hole in the Noakurio army retreat. This is a request for the supply of the power to protect Zislan.
But the response of the princes was dull. There are several reasons, but the biggest problem was the defense of Crown Prince candidate Johann by the Marquis of Berger, covered in Zislan support. And just a few days after the Horsemen lost their minds, the Noaculio army was raided by the "Princess Rose of Grievances" and was to be woefully withdrawn.
When this happens, sending out soldiers for Zislan is going to jump into the middle of a dangerous mess. It is clear that the "Princess Rose of Grievances" is targeting the Noakurio army, and it also seems self-evident that he is ultimately targeting the Crown Prince candidate Zislan and the Marquis Edfeld. And we can no longer work with the Noaculio army. Who dies when the “Princess Rose of Grief” attacks?
Marquis Edfeld also asked the Adventurer Guild to help. The Adventurer Guild, a supranational institution, basically has a policy of not basically being involved in the domestic circumstances of each country, but it cannot be said no when it comes to countering the onslaught of demons.
However, it is a different story whether individual adventurers respond to it.
Currently, the adventurers are under the command of the Alliance to escort refugees and material distribution, but this is not what the Alliance is forcing them to do. The Alliance has asked the Adventurers to help after guaranteeing rewards, and half of the Adventurers are working together in good faith.
Adventurers don't easily get their hands on requests (quests) that are too dangerous. For example, for a request (quest) to fight a named monster at a level that destroys a country.
The most reliable were still the knights under the Marquis Edfeld.
A knight had already been gathered in Taylakaine, but the Marquis Edfeld had gathered more knights at the time the withdrawal of the Noaculio army was decided, as well as an emergency convocation of farmers. Zislan, and above all to protect the Marquis Edfeld.
But that also meant that the whole territory would be away, except for Taylakaine.
Almost the same time Marks captured Morgana in Taylakaine.
Marquis of Edfeld territory, the fortified city of Dualcamarte.
Compared to the Wang capital and Taylakaine, the city was surrounded by walls that corresponded to the size of the city.
In this world, cities of more than a certain size are usually surrounded by walls and moats. Because that alone can greatly reduce demon damage.
In the case of Ciel-Teira, abundant stone was used throughout the country, and there were almost walls in the city where the walls should be built.
Two guards walking over a corridor that's not even big enough.
Look at the snowfields spreading outside the walls, they cross white exhales.
"I don't know what's gonna happen..."
"I wonder what will happen..."
Under a blue, sunny sky, on a snowfield shining in silver, but their hearts were about to be crushed by gray anxiety.
Until just a few days ago, I believed that Marquis Edfeld territory, where the Noaculio army was located, was the safest in the country. But now the lord is trying to protect the city of Taylakaine by scratching soldiers from the realm. That was somewhat creepy and uneasy.
The plight of the Noaculio army is already rumored. If you're a bit of a head turner, you naturally find the clouds suspicious.
"They're all gathered in the city of Taylakaine."
"Right. Only guards can fight in this city right now."
Right now, what they're anxious about is the lack of fighting power to protect this city. This is a loss of defense.
A guard is both a police mechanism and an urban defense force.
That said, only small raids, whether thieves or demons, can be dealt with by the guards as urban guards.
The initial response was the limit until the troops were dispatched.
I mean...
"... what if it is, right? If“ Princess Rose of Grievances ”strikes Dual Camarte here now..."
Don't tell me you're not even close.
Of the two groups, the older guard looks bitter and waves his patsy hand to pay for even farts.
It was a possibility I didn't want to look directly at.
I'm not going to be safe where I missed my eye, but I'm not saying there's a way to deal with it.
"If such a thing comes, how can it be?
"That sounds like it..."
"If it were to come, it would be Taylakaine. That's why the lord has gathered his men in Taylakaine."
"I hope so..."
The younger guard was so blinded that blood seemed to flow from the edge of his eyes.
He points somewhere and lets his mouth open and close silently like a fish.
"Hey, hey, hey."
"Oh, that... that..."
Following the tip of that finger, I could see what he had seen.
"You're lying, man."
Something like a giant with reddish brown skin was imminent, trying to stir up the trees in the woods closer to the city.
A giant with a crazy sense of proximity, treading on the earth of silver. The city wall, which is supposed to be five meters high, is about the height of a chest for a giant. Contrary to the giant, its head is quite small.
There was something decorative on the shoulder of the giant. And he was sloppily lowering three to six arms as long as a spider, each with a giant iron ball stick (Morningstar) or a broken castle hammer.
As we approach it somewhat, we find that the skin that looked reddish brown is a collection of spoiled flesh. It was a lump of meat like many corpses inheriting each other to look like giants.
Following the giant is a soldier with a rotten face. White-boned knight. An army of immortals in the midst of life and death.
The soldiers of the undead march neatly by pushing a number of red rose flags like they made by tearing a borough cloth.
"He's coming, Conchishaw!
"What the fuck is that idiot and the monster! I've never seen anything like it!?
"I don't even know!?
The sound of half a bell ringing like crazy echoes through the city.
Above the city walls were guards, adventurers staying in the city, and at some point a mixed wild horse lined up to watch the march of the dead.
It's just not like I can do anything in particular just to watch.
Though I am trying to remove the provided bow, is it shooting properly with trembling hands? Or are there enough arrows? And will the holy water I gave to the temple be ready in time?
Swinging over a giant's shoulder, some ornament.
When I approached him somewhat, I found out that was the flag.
It's a shitty letter, like a little kid graffiti, and it says something.
"'Hiru... Beiru, it's two fault'..." Hey, that's... "
The next moment.
A huge concentration of weapons swung down the city walls.
"Ghaaaaaaaa!
Boom, and destruction.
In earthen smoke. The walls had collapsed and there were large gaps. Several people who were on the spot were caught in the destruction and ground beef in the rubble.
A little across the pile of debris would be a big enough crack for this giant to pass by.
The guards, who were safe, were also entering the corridor.
Looked up ahead. of a giant who stood back to wave down his weapon, on its shoulder. Two small heads lined up.
One is the head of a rotten, sloppy zombie itself.
And the other was the head of a man who inflated his face with a red beard and chained a chaotic crown like a child's workmanship. Its mouth is covered with metal objects like monkey grubs.
'Wow, I... this is not my intention... my body is on its own, uh-huh'
Accompanied by a half-bell sound, a kinky and cracked voice echoed around.
The metal object did not seem to block the mouth, but rather was a magic item for loudness.
'Uh haha, yeah, that's right. This can't happen. Ha ha, fantasy, disappear but good. I'm Hilberto “The Lion's Heart (Lionheart)" - Nicholas Ciel-Teira. You will be the rightful king of this Siel-Teira. Ugh, haha, this I am the greatest king on earth.
People, celebrate my resurrection. There is no way this can happen. I, the eagle, am a happy and glorious reign that is not a monster to hurt the people. '
A crazy laugh poured down into the city.
Everyone was stuck on too many things.
Everyone knows the name. The former king took the throne and was killed by the "Princess Rose of Grievances" for it.
No, they were supposed to kill me...
"And die!
"Hey fool!
One of the guards released an arrow reflexively.
The guard next door tries to stop it. You know it's a situation where the guards have to fight, but that sense of duty prevailed over the fear of attracting this monster's interest.
The half-arrow jumped over the giant's shoulder, drawing parabolas and falling over the snow.
Hilberto sweeps the guard from the neck to the top. The behavior was unnatural as if it could only move freely from the neck to the top.
"Ha ha, do you fight me? Invaders, destroy invaders and protect this country. Under my rule, all people are happy. Ugh, hahaha, ahaha!
"Whoa, whoa!?
"To, run, run!!
"Oh Aww!!
As if to react to Hilberto's mad laughter... or completely irrelevant, the corpse giant wielded his weapon in bullshit.
The city wall blew up like a mountain of Walla, and so did the guards who were lucky enough to live and those who were guards.
The undead soldiers pour in from a large hole empty in the city wall.
The unusual army, which did not even speak, but proceeded neatly on its feet, scattered across the rubble heap into the city.
"Oh, God bless you! God bless you! All evil things will perish! Hihaha!!
The double-headed giant smacks and breaks the weapons in turn from the nearby building anyway.
Prior to that, the undead soldiers scattered throughout the city, killing the lifeless without sight.
"I wonder if the test operation is good. … The melee power seems to be sufficient, so the next renovation is a flying tool."
"That's..."
There was a shadow descending on the city wall that no longer exchanged for us.
The girl who stood there if she noticed, as if she had walked through the universe from somewhere.
The survival of the Guard could only be seen with a glimpse of it.
Silver-haired silver-eyed girl considered an abomination in this country.
The calamitously beautiful and radiant silver was the colour of a merciless moon, the colour of a healthy white rose.
This also reminds me of a white rose, a pure white dress with a wide flutter and skirt. The skirt part is engraved with a rose print like a beating painted with human blood.
In its hands, a sword of thorough crimson as if it had scraped out a gem.
"" Princess Rose of Grievances "... Huh!
with a small body, but she was haunted by the evil of frozen spines.
It was only a few seconds before those who stood, or entered, saw what it looked like.
I grabbed my hair and lifted my own head, and at that moment when I thought "Princess Rose of Grievance" had taken a step forward, I was feeling hot pain in my body and desperate.
That day, the city of Dualcamarte disappeared from the map.