The sword of the driven infantry slashed and tore me apart.
"... I didn't!
It wasn't until my clothes that I was slashed. It seems to be critical.
The front of the black coat just ripped and it has no other effect.
If I had been stepped in a little deeper, I would have nearly been fatally injured.
Hurry to regain your posture and disable the enemy in front of you. That's it.
The two fleeing hips nearby were similarly powerless.
The remaining driven infantry is seven. Obviously frightened.
It was reduced to less than half in just a matter of time.
And there's no follow-up.
This is me in. Four. No, one and three.
That's enough to win.
As I move forward, there's a whole bunch of people who hesitate to run or fight. Take him down.
Six for the rest. While everyone is paying attention to me, Mr. Ann and his enemies are attacked.
Even if the sword is met, morale is different.
The hell, the whole thing and the enemy are diminishing again.
Apparently, a lot of people have decided.
I finally took a breather when I finished defeating the last piece of shit.
It's okay now.
What will happen to the father who stays in the fort?
I know you don't have to worry because it's about your father, but I want to go see how it goes soon.
I tried to run out with that in mind, and Mr. Ann called it off.
"Wait!!
It struck me in the ear, like a sad cry.
"Leon? Leon, what are you?
To my surprise, Anne called my name.
Did you find out?
No, that's not it. He's hiding his face in a mask.
They would have asked me if I had a similar outfit or something.
I didn't mean to talk to you earlier.
Ignore it here. I'll delude you as much later.
I pretended I didn't know what I was talking about. [M]
The fort has a father.
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When I got to the fort, the battle was over.
Even so, the fort did not fall.
The enemy has retreated.
"What about Dad?
I looked for my father.
Outside the fort, mixed with driven infantry, the soldiers are handling and retrieving those who survived.
I wonder where my father is.
I looked for it, but I don't see it.
When I looked him in the eye, something moved where the remains of one enemy soldier were piled up.
I'll go in a hurry.
Then there... my father was lying there.
"Dad!!
"Shh!
"What?"
"Keep your head down. Come here!"
"What's going on?
"I did a little too much. That's why I'm hiding. You stay out of that spotlight and go to sleep."
"Huh?
I was forced to drag him in.
"What's wrong, Dad?"
"I told you there was a total enemy attack"
"Yeah."
"The enemy has brought the driven infantry forward and dropped the fort at once"
I see. No matter how strong the protection, if it takes hundreds of driven infantry, it can be dropped in less time.
"So what happened?
"There's a driving infantry coming out of the fort."
"Hit the Driving Infantry with the Driving Infantry. Common sense, isn't it? … but you don't have many."
Since Mr. Ann's troops have left, I wonder if they have been considerably reduced.
"Oh, so I'm trying to help you."
Apparently, his father rolled out the 'colorless shield' one after the other at the foot of the driven infantry, upsetting the balance.
To be clear, the legs of a driven infantry are fragile.
Still, I'm able to withstand the battle, so I just fell a little bit, so it's nothing.
But why don't we just turn around where we're all walking?
Besides, succession comes one after another.
"Didn't we have a catastrophe?
"You were falling in chains. The enemy is a mayhem."
That's where the Allied Driven Infantry caught up, and they stabbed him in the stop.
Did Dad flavor it with it, rolling the rising driven infantry one after the other, holding it down and rolling it in front of his allies.
Which is more surprising?
Are you the one who was tumbled in nothing, or the one whose enemies rolled indefensibly in front of you?
"And then, well, that's settled. Here's the neck, quick."
There are things my father puts out "colorless shields" that I can't move and things that I can move at will.
The type of shield that cannot be moved continues to exist on the spot until it is turned off once it is put out.
Instead of driving infantry, it even inhibits the dragon from advancing. The strongest shield.
On the other hand, shields that can be moved can be moved in any direction, although the strength is inferior, so shields can also be used as a means of attack as they are.
The method most commonly used by father is to let the shield unfold on the face of the enemy and move it so that his neck can be broken behind him as it is.
In the case of driven infantry, the head position is the same as the exterior, so it would be possible to aim for the neck.
Thus they hunted their enemies one after the other.
"What do you mean you overdid it?
"The driven infantry wiped them out. It was a directive like that."
"It was a total enemy attack, wasn't it, this"
A man in black appeared out of nowhere, one enemy driven infantry after another.
Then, when the battle is over, we'll hide. It would have been a big attention on the battlefield.
"Think about it some more, Dad. You'll be in trouble if you find out."
Her Majesty the Queen said she only wanted to proceed in the sense that the dragon kingdom was not involved.
Although it would be a story at a level that does not give a word or leave evidence, since fighting is a prerequisite and cannot be completely hidden away.
"Sort of. And you, your clothes are slashed."
"Yeah. I managed to avoid it, so it's a piece of black."
"There's a pendant out there. Asiolite. Stop it."
"What?"
Hands on his chest, a slightly glowing pendant was peeking into his face.
"What's up?
……………………
I grabbed my pendant and I stopped. [M]
My father asked me something, but it didn't get in my ear at all.