Sevens

Midnight. The place is in the woods near the Carthaphs Castle Gate.

I was aiming for three to four o'clock in time, and I was implementing the plan.

"I'm gonna go for a second"

Wearing the gear worn by the Carthaphs soldiers that Mr. Launo had prepared for me, I headed towards the castle gate and stood up saying so to the knights, the soldiers and my companions.

Some of the equipment used was scratched and torn.

I'm looking worried, Mr. Maxim, but Damien's has been waving.

"Are you sure you're okay? I didn't know I could handle it as long as one person got in..."

"Aren't you okay? 'Cause there's an array of them."

That's the letter I have in my hand.

Mr. Launo forged Carthaphs' order. The format was neat even as the historical contemporaries saw it, and unnaturally well done.

I tried to ask him where he had prepared something like this, but Mr. Launo did not answer. I guess that means I can't teach.

Such a Mr. Launo was also in the face of hiding in his gear.

"You just have to let one person in. I don't even need you to open it from the inside. In Lark's case, it looks like the woman inside made the paperwork and prepared the official paperwork."

He refused to see me, and seemed to fascinate the woman in the castle to gradually expand her forces and break in under the guise of formal formalities.

Is that all right, Carthafus? I thought so, but I have time until the paperwork is officially admitted, and if that's allowed, it's Carthafus who executes it.

To put it well, I could also say that I am serious, or worse, relinquishing my responsibilities and thoughts. The great reason why Bansaim is suffering due to such a cartouche was in its seriousness. Somewhat impossible is executed "because it is an order".

These guys are crazy.

Skills - Dimensions and Real Specs - were used. I grasped the 3D surrounding terrain and more detailed information came into my head than specs.

Where are the soldiers and where are they looking......

With that information, I proceed to the part of the walls that is a dead end. And when I got to the walls, I used my seventh generation skills there.

From the treasure balls there is a seventh generation voice that seems nostalgic.

'Yes, this is how I used to break into the fort. Throw explosives from inside and destroy the gate. They are often not strong enough to attack from the outside, but not from the inside. If you still can't break it, go inside and plant the explosives.'

They planted bombs all over the castle and fort, destroying weapons and installations. He slowly escaped from rushing castles and fortifications, and the seventh generation was apparently attacking confusing castles and fortifications.

The easiest part seemed to be knocking down the gatekeeper, opening the castle gate and bringing in his allies.

Not surprisingly, it was my first ear that the seventh generation was a bomber, too.

In the process of handling guns, they also had quite a route to getting them for gunpowder.

"Phew...... [Warp]"

When I was looking at the walls, I felt terrible tiredness when I used my skills. Bearing it, the scenery in front of you changes in an instant.

As soon as he hid himself, he looked for the captainship as he watched the soldiers move around him.

"... was there"

I don't use weapons. He rushed over in a hurry at the captain-like figure.

"Captain! Oh, my God!

I acted in a hurry and out of breath. In fact, I am tired of using my skills. If I use this warp continuously, I can only use it twice now. Even if I pinch a break, would it be three to five times if I was in battle? I'm tired anyway.

Says Mireia, who watches how it goes in the treasure ball.

"Lyell, I'm a little sorry to hear about your acting right now. Give it a blue look. Humans, if you mean it, you can do anything.

I told the captain that I was kind of suspicious.

"You're not from our unit, are you? Where the hell..."

"It's an intruder! An intruder has entered the castle!

What I look like when I'm worn out. And to the information that there was an intruder, the captain asked for more information than to confirm my affiliation.

"What's going on! This castle of Carthaphs has allowed the break-in of thieves."

Mr. Mireia was laughing at Couscous.

'I don't like it. Even a robust castle is surprisingly manageable. Besides, leaving Lark intruding, that's a strange reaction. "

And the face outside moved out. Pine lights were raised, and they began to appeal to existence from the woods.

Around the castle gate became noisy all at once.

"Captain, there's at least a thousand armed groups outside!

The captain man who heard that seemed to be responding as trained.

"Calm down! Get those sleeping people up right now! Put everything else in position! You there!

"Yes!"

They pointed my finger at me and I replied.

"Return immediately to your unit and ask for instructions! Did you tell him there was an intruder? How many, exactly?

I was ready to tell you what an intruder looked like.

"Hair and appearance are covered and unknown. But the intruder's jacket was a tank top and he had a great sword! We do our best to chase them back, and we're not tracking them to let you know right away. Sorry!

The captain seemed to think of his opponent as a thief. When I heard you were going to take on a big sword to break in, I was whining that it couldn't be.

"No problem. If you'd been killed, I wouldn't have noticed the intruder. Let me know right away. Put it in your pocket! Handle it exactly as you're trained!

Some of them were used to moving according to training, and had quickly arrived at the placement. You seem nervous, but you'd be better off just moving.

Look at how the fifth generation is such a Carthaphs soldier.

'... you're a tough opponent in a mass fight. Don't disturb me. Try to move as trained. I'm not accommodating, but this is what the Lords of the North struggle with. "

I could see the brilliant side of Carthaphs unexpectedly, but I missed an intruder named me.

"Well, do I move too?"

Running through a messy castle, I went to the dungeon.

- The Damians had pine lights on their wooden bars.

To show the numbers, the knights and soldiers put them forward and prepared only the pine lights for the rear.

While I think this helps if the other person missees a lot of their size.

"Well, the problem is time. It's a fortified city, so as soon as you do it badly, the soldiers will be gathered from around. I mean, if you look at the numbers and decide whether or not you want to leave, it's troublesome when you decide that much information comes out."

If I knew there were only five hundred, I would have been struck out of the castle. But Rauno explained to me that if I showed more than that, I wouldn't get out of the number of soldiers in the castle.

When Damian pushes his glasses up with his fingers and shines the lens, Maxim looks around and says as he bears the spear.

"You make a simple fort and you say it often."

Operated something with wheels on a board that could not even be called a golem, Damien had a hasty fort ready.

The gap was reinforced and this was a mechanism that could withstand a little.

"It's Lyell's plan. I just have to endure it when the magic flies. But is it working?

Lyell walked inside and tipped off the intruder to confuse him even more. Because this made Lark decide to go under the Queen as well.

Knowing the intruder exists, whoever Lark wants to protect is the queen in the present situation. Treasures, etc. are still available later, but a queen was needed in order to gain status.

Rauno, with a frightened look.

"I can't think with that look on my face. An intruder, you're out of your mind if there's an intruder or if you touch him. You know, knocking where you're headed to the queen... there's not much chance you can get away with it, but with a lot of opponents, it's a big problem."

Airhardt, who was listening to the story nearby, was shaking his neck to the side.

"... was that the guy who would do that? I thought you were the smarter type to fight?

The rest of Airhardt's people were snorting in the same way. Damien tells those airhardts.

"What are you talking about? It's Lyle, isn't it? You know, it's not like Lyell's gonna fight properly. By now, they're messing up the inside of the castle while they're spreading false information. That's how he laughs."

Maxim also praises Lyell with a snort.

"Sure, that's about how it came, isn't it, Lord Lyell? Shall we wait here? It should be much later."

Airhardt held his head wondering if there was anything more...

With the order, I turned to show it to the soldiers placed in the aisle leading to the dungeon.

"I command you to turn to the elimination of intruders immediately!

But the women's soldiers, fascinated by Lark, shook their heads sideways to see if they had heard my opinion or anything.

"Only Lady Lark can give us orders. There is no reason to listen to any other orders. Until Lady Lark gives his orders."

I pointed to some of the orders. Lark's handwriting was confirmed by Mr. Launo in his guild. I use it in photocopies.

"That's an order from Lady Lark! Hurry up!

"And excuse me! Hey, let's go!

"Yes!"

"Excuse me, can you let me through because I have to pass the orders on to those in the back, too?

"If it's a key, it's there!

Three female soldiers rush out. He dropped off his hindsight and removed the key from a small table where the iron lattice was rapidly mounted.

Third generation says.

"Uh-huh, is it him that somehow love is blind? It's easy, though. Maybe this is Carthaphs' temperament too."

When I unlocked the door and proceeded down the hallway, I checked the perimeter. There is no response from Lark that I felt before. Previously, the signs were also erased from the detection of skills. I had an unnatural way of disappearing, but this time it doesn't look like that either.

"You haven't communicated the information yet?

As Lark's movements felt dull, I proceeded to the dungeon. Along the way, female soldiers and knights placed in the same position were shown orders and passed through. He even gives orders to search for intruders at last.

I don't forget to give each one a different piece of information.

Moving on to where the reaction was, I opened the door using the key. It is a meeting with the Queen of Carthaphs.

Mireia says before she opens the thick wooden door.

"Lyell, the opponent is a prisoner. Even in terrible situations, you have to be gentle. Carthaphs, the northern power, needs to work hard. Embrace even with all the filth. Don't keep smiling, even if it smells terrible. It's a show of arms. '

What the hell do you think I am? I thought we should make sure of Mr. Mireia once and for all.

While the seventh generation is pulling a little dong.

'Well, I'm tortured and I don't know what you look like,' I guess not. Let's hope it's in better shape. "

She's an important woman to Lark.

It shouldn't even scratch poorly. Hoping so, I opened the door.

- Airhardt was fighting the enemy in front of him by pulling out the great sword [gram] on his back.

A group that jumped into a simple fortress broke in from the city, not the castle.

Around the perimeter, Airhardt's people surrounded a swordsman with a single great sword. Other adventurers in robes who have broken in.

The atmosphere was different from that of Beim, and it was understood by Airhardt that he was a local adventurer.

Unlike the famously splendid Airhardt experience, an opponent with a big black sword seems to be a real monster. Airhardt's sword is quite lacking.

"You guys are going to get in my way. I'm gonna crush you right here."

Maxim went in to stop the knight or soldier from trying to slay him by a swordsman with a big black sword. Pushing them hard, they lowered them all.

When Damien let the golem storm the swordsman, the golem got snagged like a piece of paper.

Damien has a cane on his shoulder.

"I didn't think we'd meet here. Uh, who was it? Look, was it Marc?

Three, Damian's maid, put in a correction.

"Master, Lark, it is"

Number two was to comfort Damian.

"You were almost there this time, sir"

Then two female adventurers strike at Maxim's. It was speared and Maxim told the knights and soldiers around him to back off.

"Few enemies! We'll deal with him! Don't get your hands on me badly!

I saw a chill in the gear I had. Only then did Maxim decide that he was a troublesome adventurer. We couldn't waste the knights and soldiers we borrowed from Galleria, and we decided to deal with them ourselves.

Airhardt stared at Lark, the swordsman in front of him, and set up a great sword. Damien tries to deal with Lark, but eats a stop at the other adventurers.

"Damn, you're under escort, too."

Airhardt was listening to Damian groan, pointing his whole nerve at the swordsman in front of him.

Lark laughs with his nose when he sees such an airhardt.

"What, that gear? Isn't the sword like an iron stick? The equipment is unbalanced, and more importantly, just the tank top? Are you making fun of me?

Lark is laughing, but Airhardt didn't even reply without breaking the strings.

(This guy's stronger than me)

The style was similar to using the Great Sword. You get it, and if you look at them, Airhardt hasn't lost either.

But the quality of the equipment was too different. The clothes you are wearing are luxury items. The sword in your hand is a magic tool.

I can see it's also costing me money when it comes to equipment.

"You guys there. Me or the guy with the spear... don't die until he helps."

Damien was looking at the three female adventurers who said so and surrounded themselves.

The man with the spear, called Maxim, was also unlikely to be able to move as soon as he put a spear on the other two.

Airhardt's people say.

"Airhardt, it's tough as it is."

"I know! But if you run away here, they'll slash you in the back and you're done. Besides, we won't be able to move on until we fight the superior!

Fighting the upper hand will be a great experience. It's no mistake to be a serious adventurer like the Airhardts, but experiencing “growth” to some extent stretches me out of it. Take the time or go on a beating......

Airhardt seems to have chosen the latter.

"We've all said we don't like to be ridiculed. I'm gonna give it back to you... to that woman!

I'm Marianne with that woman. They're guild officials who were fooling themselves. With that in his mouth, Lark laughed heavily.

"What the hell, you guys? No way, you're working hard to get back at the woman? You're a real idiot. I don't care about women."

While angry at the tone, Airhardt re-gripped the pattern. Then Lark steps in and waves the Great Sword with one hand.

"You're a fish, you're a fish! Everyone who gets in my way dies! You guys, just kill the people around you! We'll have allies soon! That's all there is. Troops from the castle."

That's all I said, Airhardt played Lark's sword with his sword. Sparks were splashed from the Great Sword of Airhardt, shredded and shaped.

And Damien, protected by an automaton and pushing three adventurers in the golem, was out in front of Lark.

"Unfortunately, there's no soldier coming out of the castle. By your decision, the highest priority is royal protection, right? Besides, they can't strike out to the same or slightly higher number."

Maxim, who laid down the woman with a spear pattern, went out in front of Lark in the same way. The appearance of a relentless attack on a woman looked different from the look of admiring Adele as a lady.

"With weapons, both women are warriors! I thought so, but what a hectic opponent. Is this the strength of those who are fascinated? That's the opposite of Lord Lyell. Lord Lyell's lovers were so scared to be motivated... that women should be like Adele after all"

Lark looked around.

I have no allies coming out of the castle. Five hundred or so people could have won if they could have struck out of the castle immediately. But it doesn't come out.

"What do you mean? And what the hell are you guys doing! Stand and fight!

As the female adventurers were unable to rise, Damien sighed with her cane in charge.

"I'm disappointed. I'm disappointed in you. I'm sure it's going to be a tough fight, but I've been working on a plan and I haven't had time to show it off."

The Lyells were also thinking about troubled behavior when Lark did. I expected the queen to be captured because she was resisting Lark's charm.

So I thought it would be difficult to be shielded from other women. It was to counteract the confusion in the castle.

No matter how many Damiens, if a woman, etc. comes forward, they hesitate to attack. Given the future, I wanted to keep it as minimal for human death as I could.

Just as I tried to finish, Airhardt came forward.

"Let me do it. This guy... treated his buddy like a tool. I can't forgive a guy like that... because so did I."

Maxim tries to stop Airhardt, but Damian did.

"I'm not interested in anything else, but if you want to convince me personally, you can. But if you don't think so, we can take Lark down."

Surrounded by his surroundings, Lark was thinking of slashing knights and soldiers and throwing them away. But Maxim turned me around and I had no choice but to fight the airhardt in front of me.

Damien asks the automaton to prepare a crate, and he sits there and says,

"Damn, it's a good place to be interested. I wanted to go inside the castle, too. Lyell would certainly entertain you."

That's what he said, and he said to the thrower, "Look, here we go," etc., to make Airhardt and Lark fight.

Hold the wand firmly in its hand, while maintaining a position where you can kill Lark at any time...