Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

It wasn't until four hours later that Squad 0's crew left HQ and stepped inside Clevidito's exclusive territory. The time was around noon and such, given that it was early morning at the time of the convocation.

I must have arrived so early because the other squads made me the shortest route from Alpha. It is not hard to imagine that Beric was given a demonic crusade mission to each squad behind him.

On the road, it was only once that Nike barked to inform the demons, and they could reach their destination without encountering them because they were also distant.

I discovered Arakune so little after that. Clebidito is not as aggressive as Alpha in territorial expansion, and this area is close to native forests to. There will already be few places within the 100 km zone of Alpha's outer realm where there is no trace of combat.

Arakune's appearance, in a single way, is ridden by what appears to be a human body in the torso of a giant spider. This supposedly mimics the predatory magician's form of view, but they all retain a feminine character. It's just that it's like a puppet and it's limited to silhouettes.

Body length is very close to 10 m. His whole body was covered with a cracked black outer shell, and the belly area found on the spider appeared abnormally atrophied. Arakune, otherwise known as a vicious demon, seemed dying. My legs are so scratched that I can't recover, and there are not many things that have been turned down from the way. The body on the upper body was bent over with its long hair completely dripping like it was directly connected from the head.

Can't you even stand satisfied? I didn't even move with Pickle until Ars and the others showed up.

The crew, who were watching in the shade of the trees, hang on to a crusade in a two-man cell with Ars ahead of them, as they had decided beforehand. The rest of the crew is on all sides to assist from mid-range.

Naturally Lindelf waits behind him with Nike and gives sequential instructions with the sensors they all have on.

For the record, the AWR used by Ars is a military-paid dagger. Regardless, of the supplies, only double digit magicians are paid for. Everyone knows that it's just still not enough for him to use.

Since his enlistment, Ars has made more than 20 new AWRs.

But when I finished, I could crusade with little resistance. Ars slaughtered it in an instant with the finest magic when it sank with Elena's explosive blow. The most alarming steel-like yarn of strength in Arakune if you finish it has never been hung by your eyes.

The viscous yarn is difficult to dimension once touched and has the strange property of penetrating the body easily if subjected directly. This was an attack that hit the most vigilant during the Arakune encounter as alleviating the impact from the side and piercing it like a needle in a straight line.

Shattered by the magic of Ars, every nucleus of the demon, Arakune quietly disappeared the red dots of the orbits in the main body, causing the giant to collapse.

"What do you mean, Mr. Lindelf?"

Elena inquired unconvinced by the sight too strange. The body, no, doesn't even have dirt on the clothes.

"Uh-huh. Unnaturally weak for a rate. And I could see countless wounds on my body."

The response to Elena created an impetus to think about it. We simply cannot be happy to say that we have succeeded in the crusade.

Then we see Arakune, who changed about 60% of his body to dust, and gradually the crew gathers.

"Lindelf, maybe Clevidito's squad has engaged."

"Or maybe Lieutenant General Morwald's squad was hunting him down."

Lindelf denied the two speculations as he rubbed his jaw "it's not there".

"Why, Mr. Lindelf?

I didn't know why Elena would be denied thinking the same thing.

While the crew was opening their mouths to dispel the cold feeling, Ars was just watching scattered Arakune. Speaking of demons, my instincts as an organism dwell. So if your life were to be lost, you would die. It's something you fight with madness. Despite the knowledge gained from experience.

In theory, demons are not defined as organisms. Because the principle of action is not predation for life support is one thing. Since self-growth and other genes are rewritten independently with acquired objects, primitive life forms cannot be traced. Regardless, it is difficult to define, which may mean that we cannot deny it in general, but we cannot view it in the same line against our natural enemies for mankind.

Lindelf offered reasons for the two guesses.

"against an A-rate demon. That means it's not enough for Lieutenant General Morwald's unit."

Elena raised her voice as she retraced the memories of the troop roster that had escaped the demons.

"I checked too, but if we had been properly engaged, we would have been wiped out, wouldn't we? I thought you said you let that get away with it because of the look of it, but I guess you really let it get away"

"Does that mean you were in a good fight?

Lindelf nods for affirmation to the answer he has gone to. It creates a look in which more stepped thoughts contain bitter concerns.

"I did hunt him down, but if he got away within Clevidite, he wouldn't be able to help right away. Or have you really lost sight of it? It's hard to imagine being attacked by demons from this far down the road."

It is inconceivable that there was a threatening demon because Nike is there. Either is likely to be eaten if they eat together, even if it is not at high rates, but there is no wreckage or trace of contention.

The other conjecture also denies.

"So you ran into Clevidito's squad. This will be difficult, too. It's hard to imagine Clevidito coming this far on a routine mission, and it's odd that Alpha, a neighbor, can't know if it's a territorial recapture operation to the outside world. Don't have a bad feeling about it."

Lindelf raised his gaze at the fact that no one who should be listening to him was in the conversation at a time like this. It is Ars' standing position to be alert to his surroundings without isolation, although he is not originally a participant.

And Lindelf was deeply built-up in adult-face defeat as a child, and he often asked for his opinion.

Walk over to crack the crew up to the fact that the Ars still stared down on the crusaded demon. There was already no Arakune body but only black powder.

"What's up, Ars?"

"Did you even find something weird, Mr. Ars?

Elena rushes over for a small run and pounds her shoulder when she realizes that Ars is not there sooner rather than later due to Lindelf's gaze movement.

"No, the demon wound… it's not a magical attack."

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"There were marks everywhere that looked like they had been chopped a thousand times. They are all just small with shallow wounds. I don't think the harder the outer shell is supposed to mean that even demons will be eaten at low rates by a thousand pieces. When you can't recover..."

No member of the crew doubts the results of Ars' observations. Because he is known to be good at demons, magic, and such academics among his crew, and to be in the hall.

"Please wait. Mr. Ars, then you wouldn't have been wounded by a magician."

"It will. You can't say you were in a good fight. You must have done it remotely as well. Isn't that why you got away?

It was right after that.

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A little further away from the squad, Nike barked his head high above the uplifting roots of the giant trees.

That was a howl not taught in training.

"What!

Lindelf's voice made Ars pour everyone's gaze. If you're not in training, it's natural flow to ask him who shares the most time.

However,

"It's a way of barking I've never heard of either. But perhaps the alert level is the greatest."

…… Direction. "

"Is it Alpha!!!

Ask as Lindelf perceived the danger, but sooner rather than later Elena gave it a startling look. Ars nods and agrees.

"We'll be right back."

Lindelf moved the squad to Alpha to resume action. Before that, he approaches Ars and breaks his hips and asks the crew not to ask him.

"Ars, there was something interesting about past demons I used to watch... is it true that demons breed!?

Ars moved only his gaze straight to the side. That's because I perceived what Lindelf was concerned about.

"Sounds like a fact. It's just a peculiar phenomenon in something where the species is clearly defined. There are few real examples, so there's no certainty, but it looks like they were seen by demons with fixed prototypes like insects. Didn't Mr. Lindelf see that, too?

"Ah, ah..."

"Arakune, you're a spider. You can't deny it altogether, but as far as the situation goes, it's possible. Energy for having a child, no, because in this case it is believed that we have exhausted our magic. If you think of the outer shell as a good conductor of magic, it makes sense to be soft in childbirth."

"So that wound was put on the little spider"

"Are you a little spider..."

"What?"

"No, demons can't leave their offspring, so in this case they should say the half body that gave them magic"

To the surprise gaze of the crew trying to rush ahead, Lindelf gets to the rear of the line, saying he wants to do it while running.

At that time, I felt Ars saw the expression of an uneasy Elina, but didn't particularly care because he led the way without saying anything.

Nike is holding back from Elena's, right behind the lead, on the outside. This is a fixed position when moving.

Squad 0 then made sure to cut the wind and headed to Alpha.

Ars' supplement was to some extent added in the conversation on the road, but Lindelf listened to it in silence, trying to think silently.

In an hour or so, we were able to break into the Alpha's 40-km zone, but the sight spread there was a miserable object that doubted our eyes.

It dyes the sky bright red far away. The dazzling magical remnants were distorting the atmosphere.

Nike continues to roar all the time at the sight of the outside world, which is responding at more than 10 km above the defensive line but is clearly disturbing.

The unique crisp sound of the verse feet, which appear to be flickering from directly next to the squad running, rings to beat the ground, and Ars and Elina are immediately annihilated by Lindelf's instructions.

But when he put the remains of the demon in his sight, Lindelf pulled his face apart.

"This is..."

"That doesn't sound wrong."

The exoskeleton, similar to Arakune, was quite small in size and about human, but this demon is known as a spider type [Alania]. This time, however, the possibility of being Arakune's half-body increased.

In other words, it would be reasonable to think of Arakune as an Aranian mature. I would have just said the rate is C based on the size.

At the feet of Ars and Elena, who instantly killed him, are rolling the remains of four demons.

Shortly afterwards, Lindelf pushed the sensor with his finger to get an idea of the situation.

"No. Pretty complicated. I can't seem to get in touch with you any closer."

"What will you do, Mr. Lindelf? You are in charge of this squad."

The crew also snorts at Elena's words. Sure, Lindelf as a magician is impudent, but his power as a commander is better than anyone else in the squad. Besides, I felt in a slight relationship that I didn't make the wrong choice as much as I did in these critical situations.

Lindelf scratched the back of his head and overflowed, but the look on his face was not dusty.

I just want to avoid sticking my neck in something that is not supposed to be relevant to the mission. But assuming they're even attacking the defensive line, you can't just not join them.

Now I can't tell because I can't grasp the threat level.

Lindelf was pulling his mouth tied, but he responded extraordinarily, taking Elina's sharp gaze at the fudge and laying his eyes down gently knowing.

(You can also do credit by picking up chestnuts in the fire...)

Reminds me of the words the visaist asked me to say just before I left.

(Als should be our top priority right now... but is that okay? It's not the kind of balls to be protected, and above all, it sucks if there's no more alpha to protect)

With that in mind, at the same time, I dismiss it as out of the question to try to get close for a look at how things are going. Such a sweet idea makes it easy to get stuck on my feet.

(I'm sure Elena waits, or bypasses, without interference... what are you thinking)

It will work well enough given this assignment, but if we do not join the war here, unwanted certainty will arise that we have been cowardly blown and so on, and we will not be spared recourse.

Lindelf had some expectations that if there were Als, he would even start to think that the beating should not even be a beating at some point. It can also be accepted as a paralysis of thought in a state of emergency.

Honestly, it's not good or bad to fall either way. Because in the worst case scenario, it can't be the worst if Ars is alive.

"Okay, we bypass..." right after he opened his mouth.

"Mr. Lindelf. There will be quite a few casualties if we don't get there soon."

That's right. Nothing reflects the look of Ars emanating from his mouth, as a matter of course. It was a face I didn't know if I was really worried about.

But Lindelf chewed up the words that came in his chest flashly. Yes, maybe Ars isn't worried or anything. But it was a painful shock to Lindelf, who had naturally lost sight of the significance of the magician.

"Ha ha! Let's hurry!

Lindelf spun the opposite answer wondering what hesitation he had in helping his people. If you think about the future of Ars, it would be better not to make the choice of pulling here, etc.

"Mr. Lindelf!!!

Lindelf takes the fury of Elena's reprimand.

The rest of the crew are waiting for instructions without trying to open their mouths.

"Well, don't be so annoying, Elena. I don't know which choice I made. Then let's go like magicians. We knock down demons. What are we? You don't have to think about it if it's an important part of the country. If there's a magician fighting a demon right now, don't join us."

But that's the captain's.

"I'm the one in charge. Do you even violate orders, Elena? I don't mind that, but I know what you're talking about."

Elena looked at Ars with a sigh. faceless, childless thinness, which is a danger to the sense of crisis.

She knows.

My role is not to bind Ars. It's not about defending it. So the act of narrowing the guiding principles of action was Elena's selfish selfishness.

If you've been exposed to threats, you can protect them, that's the only role that's been imposed on Elena.

"Okay. But, Ars, is that okay with you?

"Captain Visaist also said that you should try something you don't know. So I thought it would be a good idea to sweep it from the rear first."

"Oh yeah...... right. You don't know the right choice. I think it's up to you to make the right choice, Mr. Ars."

Elena spins her words to the fullest with the look of forced laughter. I have to get that far because I know it's a trick in the end.

Because I nevertheless decided that Als' claim should be respected, because I thought he might really make it possible to change it.

"All right! Shall we just go where we're set?"

Lindelf, who tells him to rush off feeling, looks around. I know there are no demons within sight of Nike.