Sevens

- Central, capital of the Kingdom of Bansaim.

Between the sights in the royal palace, Ceres seemed to enjoy sitting on the newly prepared throne and waving his legs. As the heavily armored towns align, a decree rushes in as the large door in the front opens.

"Command! The bandits have besieged Central. That number, roughly 600,000!

Hearing it, the royals of Bansaim, who were next to Cerez, take a roar. The others are just listening to the report with no expression.

Ceres distorted her mouth and laughed when she heard the report. To Ceres like that, Rufus, my husband, seems anxious.

"Hey, Ceres. Will you be all right? We concentrated our forces in Central, but still got attacked everywhere, and this one number is less than 200,000. also, if you lose..."

Then Ceres stood up. Turning to Rufest.

"Lose? This me? Impossible. Absolutely not. Anyway, that's my calculation. No matter how hard the army of the living is, you can't beat the dead. Besides, this isn't 200,000 men."

Rufus tilted his neck a little.

"No, Ceres... there are 200,000 troops in Central"

Ceres smiles and tells Rufus.

"All the millions of people are my strength now. They'll all fight. Because life and death don't matter anymore."

Ceres was laughing at Couscous as Rufus was not getting the guidelines. Then, we'll move from the moment we look at it. Bert, a butler in a swallow tail suit, who is an escort. Lumel dragging her long dark hair to the floor - took Celeste's favorite and headed to the balcony.

What Rufus saw following it was unimaginable.

It is definitely the soldiers who are filling the square. It's just that when I say capital, I'm not just a man. It was a natural capital with young and old men, and only the soldiers were filling the square.

"From the old man to the baby... everything has given my life for me. So all the people of Central have become soldiers."

When Rufus staggered in surprise, his back hit him.

"Ma, Lord Meisel... no, to my father-in-law, to my mother-in-law"

Meisel and Claire had appeared fully armed on the balcony. And he had vain eyes, and he didn't see Rufus or anything.

"Ceres, were you here? The General will stand firm."

"Yes, Ceres. Get inside quickly. Whatever happens, you'll be protected by both of us."

To his parents' words, Ceres looked back and smiled. The skirt of the white dress spreads and Ceres' blonde hair rocks in the same way.

"Ha ha. But when it comes to fighting on this scale, I'm excited about the boulders."

Seeing Ceres laughing innocently, Myzel was smiling.

"The boulder is the daughter of the Walt family. The blood of the lord's nobility runs through it."

Claire bends her little neck with her hands on her cheeks.

"I wish you'd be a little more sober. Well, Ceres is still cute, so that's fine."

Surrounded by the two of them, Celes, who seems happy, returns to the royal palace. Rufus saw behind it.

"Oh, how reliable, Ceres"

They dyed their cheeks and followed Ceres...

"The manoeuvre fortress is fixed! Turn the cannon towards the castle gate! Central walls don't collapse that easily. Focus on one spot and aim!

The manoeuvring fortress slowly advanced, and when it stopped, the docile sat down on the spot and the pile was struck into the ground.

In cloudy skies, the manoeuvring fortress stands majestically in front of the main entrance of Central.

Indoors operating the manoeuvring fortress, Vera had given instructions one after the other.

"Power furnace, don't put out the fire because it's stopped! Tell the workshop I don't know when it's gonna work, so I can deal with it right away."

As I sat in my chair and watched the sight of Vera giving instructions, General Blower called out to me.

"Now, this is also going to be an easy place to direct. Lord Lyell, please speak up when you storm."

Nodding, and responding with my right hand up small, I was looking forward.

"Well, how will they get out from the first day"

It's a big fight.

Do you suddenly expose your hands….

Monica, who was nearby, gave me a report.

"I checked the shadows on the walls. However, I'm not responding to the chicken guy's skills. Already dead."

A flag was raised over the walls, and preparations for interception were under way beyond. Hands on your mouth for a quiet stand.

"... ready for a siege weapon?

Monica responds instantly.

"We're 70% ready. But there's also a difference in the rise of the coalition. There seem to be many armies that are not ready."

Naturally, I've never experienced a battle of this magnitude, but hundreds from time to time. Many countries were at war on a scale of over a thousand. I guess I'm butting in.

"Get ready. Worst case scenario, only the fence should be carefully made."

The battle that Ceres preferred was known by fighting against the troops sent by Central. Septem - I prefer the influence of Agrissa or the battle that will cause enormous damage to both armies.

Fight a battle that you haven't thought about since the beginning.

"... I'll be out in a minute"

Stones thrown by siege weapons, and a flashy explosion around them as the magical shooting began. Standing up is normal, but the opponent has a creepy atmosphere that is too quiet.

He opened his mouth as he watched the magical attack Monica flew in and explode blocked by the barrier in front of him.

"Front, gate opens"

- Lyell Main Army.

Blower gives instructions to the surrounding area when he sees the enemy open the castle gate. Around us, knights and wizards were very busy shooting each other by magic.

"He strikes out without worrying about the damage to his allies. You're a user-friendly soldier if you're not in the mood with a dead soldier. Well, I don't want it for my own people. … if you just go straight without thinking, you can also deal with it"

As the preachers rushed to convey their instructions, Blower saw enemies storming each other without worrying about the two armies shooting magic at each other.

He's roaring, too, but how creepy he looks.

"... legions of the dead. That's not funny."

Then the enemies who carry out the assault in pursuit of Lyell's main force - have stormed through the magical shootings unleashed by the enemy allies.

The front, and the magic released from behind, causes damage, yet it storms without even looking back.

General Blower covered his face with his right hand.

"If we do have breakthroughs, we can't reach them. But if you just storm, you're inferior to a demon army storm."

Then Lyell's army showed movement. As they split wide to the left and right, they lured the assaulting enemy into nostalgia.

Siege weapons positioned in the rear began to throw barrels packed with gunpowder one after another.

It's one of those operations that Lyell once carried out when he fought the demonic army.

"If you fought like a man, you must have fought harder."

When General Blore says so, the horseback riding squadrons looming in front of him fall one after the other by trap, involving the allies immediately behind them as well. Further back, he stepped forward over his fallen allies.

It looked exactly like a demonic army assault.

"Anyone who thinks about this has a bad personality. Underneath is oil, plus gunpowder from the sky… and what is crucible fire?"

It was Lyell who thought about it, but he was mainly packing details with Miranda's suggestions.

Where the avant-garde collapses in the assault, successive attacks are carried out from left to right divided units to bows and arrows and by guns.

But looking behind the troops that stormed him, General Blower wanted to sigh.

"... you're going to believe it even when they say it's inexhaustible"

Seeing successive sights of enemies coming out, the allies continued their manoeuvres to fight at pale distances -.

- Bardoah Landberg was leading a unit equipped with guns protected by fences installed.

Ammunition is fine. I don't have a problem servicing the gun. We also have all the guns.

But.

"Let go! Don't be merciful!

Enemy soldiers who receive bullets but do not stop walking when they say bullets penetrate the abdomen from armor to armor.

There's something wrong with the way the blood runs. It didn't look like he was alive.

Troops that were near Baldoor were the elves led by Eva. Hold the bow and arrow, Breast Arrow... and the exploding arrow must not be directed into the sky.

Arrows flew up in the mountains and exploded as they descended on enemy troops - and the enemy was engulfed in a sea of fire by igniting oil.

Many enemies have had arrows pierced and half of their bodies blown up. Yet I can't stop walking.

Even with his lower body blown up, he also saw enemy soldiers marching through the sea of fire trying to move on with only his upper body.

Soldiers get upset.

"What the hell. What the hell, you are!

"... you're lying"

"Jump out of yourself in the fire"

The enemy soldiers jumping themselves into the place that became the sea of fire did not seem sane at the earliest.

Baldoors, raise your voice.

"Don't be a wolf! This is what the enemy looks like! That's why we have to fight! Don't let the enemy go any further!

I'm not just fascinated by Ceres. No, it wasn't the earliest fascination, it was manipulative. Baldoor feared Ceres manipulating the dead like puppets.

(... If we had fought here, it would have been a bad thing)

While recognising Ceres' anomaly, Baldoor gives instructions to his men -.

- In the royal palace, Ceres was sitting on the throne for a report.

"Dear Serres, all 50,000 soldiers who stormed have been repelled. It's annihilation."

Heavy towns lining up faceless are just standing in the same position from morning to night. It was really like a doll.

"Really? Oh, my God, I lost 50,000 on my first day. But... I still can't shake the numbers."

If you try Ceres, it's less than soldiers' lives and other rubbish. Just because you respect yourself, it's just that you're superior to other trash.

Then Meisel mouthed Ceres.

"Ceres, apparently I've been getting ready to fight you. You can hit a soldier like this and drain him, but sometimes you ride my thoughts."

Claire went on to explain Meisel.

"Right. Even if the main force is ready, what about the others? Even if you say it's over 600,000, how seriously do you intend to fight us in it..."

Ceres smiled, listening to the two of them.

"Right! Then shall we ignore that shithead tomorrow and try other fights? Still, the Lords around you are impudent. I wish we were attacking from behind because we're fighting. Could... betray?

Ceres smiled, even if she felt betrayed. And.

"I wonder what happens to the hostages I keep? Shall I show you everything and expose you to the walls?"

It was Bart who spoke to laughing Ceres. With no expression.

"You can't do that."

"... ah?

Ceres stared at Bert when he was disturbed by the feeling. But Burt keeps going.

"No one is alive with the hostages. All of them, kill them and become soldiers' material, or -"

Beyond Bart's gaze are demons who refrain behind the heavy towns lined up between sights. Some of them looked like failed demons, but they were all creepy.

Ceres slaps his hand.

"Oh well... I used it in an experiment. Ha, it's also a hassle to prepare a corpse for the boulder now and do all sorts of things. Let's go kill that son of a bitch in your spare time."

Ceres, smiling, decided to leave the lords alone and focus only on the battle in front of her. It made sense to think that Lyell would be pushed backwards, and to act that he was subdued by the tunnel to free Ceres from his charm.

For Ceres, I'm unhappy that nothing threatens Lyell's rear. But I was only dissatisfied.

Whatever.

"Hey, there were a lot of mercenaries on this side and stuff, right?

While Bart bowed beautifully.

"Yes, the Allies couldn't hire you, so you're flowing in here."

Ceres crooked her mouth and laughed, Claire standing next to her cautioned. I'm sorry for the tongue out, and when I say cute things like that, Claire also allows Ceres to behave in a sigh.

"... I'm pissed off. But there are ingredients, right? Let's kill them and use them as ingredients for new soldiers. How many are there?

Bart tries to tell Ceres the exact number.

"We've gathered the number of people who can fight."

"No, I'm not. I asked him how much we had gathered. It has nothing to do with women and children. They will all be equally honored to be my soldiers."

Bart said, "Excuse me," etc.

"The whole banseim is in this fight. No, there are more than 50,000 people on the continent who are paying attention. We haven't even confirmed the number of backwards supporting the mercenary regiment, but I was wondering if that's all."

Ceres stood up with a cane.

"That's good. Enough to replace the soldiers we lost today. The more we fight, the more material we get for our soldiers, the more desperate that son of a bitch will be."

No matter how many wasted assaults you repeat, it's just a win for Ceres to take back as much as it takes.

"Come on, shall we enjoy this fight? I want to see that guy's face distorted in despair fast. Wow."

When Celeste's laughter echoed during the glance, the heavy towns, who had not moved at all until then, began to honor Celeste. It was as if they were repeating the actions that had been decided from the beginning -.

- Agrissa watched Celeste laugh from within the yellow jewel.

He sat on the throne, put his legs together, and looked at Ceres with pleasure.

"Sweet Ceres, you should kill each other with my sweet Lyell. Let's adore those who survive. I prefer Lyell."

Glossy smiling Agrissa enjoyed watching Ceres caught off guard.

And Lyell challenging Ceres was loving.

"Lyell, you're going to see if you can defeat Ceres. But even though Nowem is behind us... Ceres can't be easily defeated. Most of all, when you get over it, you deserve the presence I love. Looking forward to it."

That's what I say and smile. Agrissa laughed herself when she heard Ceres laugh -.