Sevens

- The manoeuvring fortress that stormed Central's royal palace was about to break in half.

But I've done my part, and no one's been discouraged. "Well done," said the producer, Grandpa Latata, too, squeaking with his hands on the wall.

Damian Bale - The doll user Damian put up a cane in his right hand when he lifted his glasses slightly with his index finger to correct the position.

Outside the manoeuvring fortress, three armed automatons surround the perimeter to cement their defenses.

"Well, let's do my job. If you succeed in this, you will be the director of the National Laboratory."

Damien had a reason for Damien's participation in the war. Lyle's thoughts on making her do whatever research she wants and controlling technological innovations are also a reward. But for Damien, who has the ideal of creating the ideal woman with his own hands, Lyell's suggestion is the ideal itself.

Don't bother doing anything else, but you'll pay for the research.

"Shall we begin?"

When Damien shrugged so, an automaton of metal appeared from inside the manoeuvre fortress. However, it is not human type. It's a mobile shield. When they are positioned to protect the manoeuvre fortress, they deploy themselves to create a defensive wall.

An allied position was quickly created around the manoeuvring fortress.

Then, successively, soldiers from the allies emerge from the manoeuvring fortress. Next to the baldoor, Alette in armor came out in tears to see if she hit her head.

"Stop enemies entering the royal palace! Placement!"

Following Baldoor, who gives instructions, soldiers with guns were using manoeuvre fortresses and shield gaps to position their attacks.

Alette leads a few elites.

"If we have enemies to break into, we'll deal with them. Protect your allies!

The knights of all-body armor were placed to follow the instructions of Alette in tears and to protect soldiers with guns.

Then an enemy dead soldier stormed towards the royal palace.

Large porters will also continue to consolidate around the manoeuvre fortress, deploying defensive walls to consolidate their defenses in double and triple.

From a large porter, the Valkyries went down first and into the royal palace. A third will remain in the manoeuvre fortress, consolidating their defenses.

Damien, looking at those flowing behaviors.

"Protecting it while attacking, Lyell's basic tactics are interesting, aren't they? Is this what you call talent?

Then there is the one that is Damien's automaton.

"Master, we have a reaction that approaches us more rapidly than above. Apparently, we're on our way to the royal palace."

Damien, looking up at the sky, immediately turned his gaze back.

"If you went to protect your owner, it's not our job. Shall I leave it to Lyell? Well, let's get to work, too."

Then two large golems emerged from the carrier of a large porter. More than six metres, like a knight, the giant had two shields and a large sword with four arms. It's Damian's golem, prepared to deal with the dead soldiers of a flock of enemies.

The two men, who flew outside the position, slashed the nearby dead soldier to the side. But I can't deal with all the dead soldiers.

But what I was waiting for were the dead soldiers who broke through the two golems.

"Let it go!

It was a shooting from a unit under Baldoor's command. In addition, artillery fire from the manoeuvre fortress begins to be launched to see if inspections have been completed.

It has the royal palace on its back, and no massive magic will be unleashed. Damien put his cane on his shoulder.

"Well, buying time isn't a problem. Hopefully, Lyells will be back safely."

Yes, I shrugged...

Blade invisible sword.

When I waved it, the knight in front of me was easily amputated. Not a bad cut either. And it was very convenient to be able to adjust the length freely and not see the blade on the target.

As the knight waves the axe down, shorten the blade and take advantage of the small circle to avoid it. Immediately afterwards, stretching the blade toward the enemy knight pierces the opponent's head and blows it straight up to the wall and sews it up.

As I shortened the blade immediately, I looked around from Porter's carrier.

The enemies filling their surroundings were really troublesome with some dead soldiers who turned into demons.

"I don't want to wear out too much here."

Can I say blade free, the silver weapon the third generation left me was actually easy to handle. But it's a really troublesome situation surrounded by enemies.

Besides...

"That sucks."

Looking up, a girl appeared in front of her with long - too long dark hair, ripped to the cheeks of her mouth, who broke through the ceiling and looked like a person. I crushed a few dead soldiers, but they don't have anything to do with that.

He was opening his big mouth and drooling his saliva in a daze.

"It's not going to make sense either. May's right."

May and Marina came up on the carrier when I was thinking about dealing with the black Kirin in front of me first.

May looks at the girl, who is a black kirin when she stretches her back.

"This guy's gonna be at the marina with me. One on one is tough on boulders, but if it's just the two of us, this kid who's running wild is going to be able to handle it."

When I move my gaze to May and Mr. Marina, they both seem motivated. I wanted to stay and wake up as a force for the battle against Ceres. It's just a waste of time.

I'm on my way to May.

"I'll take care of it. Come back safe."

"That's a promise. Well, I have to keep my word, so I'll be back."

Turn your gaze to Mr. Marina.

"Mr. Marina, please come back"

"Then you deal with it. That's good, too. Looks strong to see. There's no shortage for them. I've been freaking out since just now. I even get chills in my spine. This guy's strong, right? Now, I think I can get to the third level at once."

The protective equipment on his hands and feet was being retrained by Grandpa Latata. They beast with skill, but even then, they seem to protect themselves from blowing up.

May, looking at the black Kirin.

"... Well, you're in the way around"

Then there are multiple reactions approaching from the rear. Breaking through the walls, the armed Valkyries came to punch each other in the room where they hissed each other with their enemies.

May, watching how it goes.

"It was just fine. Well... let's go."

Then, May was wrapped in purple electricity. When I covered my face with my left hand, Mr. Marina was in flames next door.

Growing up to be an adult, May had blue scales appearing on both hands and feet. I'm making sure my hands feel.

Next door, Mr. Marina, who had grown up once, looked like he could be called the Beast Man. I had heard it before, but this was the first time I had seen the two of them in a serious battle.

Then he opened his big mouth to see if his opponent was inspired too and hit the surrounding dead soldiers. I thought they were peers, but eating a few dead soldiers turns Kirin in front of me into something like May. It generates black thunder and the way it came out is closer to the beast than May. Both legs were Kirin's legs. The hands belong to people, but the hands are unusually large.

There is a disastrous lizard growing. The mouth opened even wider, as if it were closer to Sahagin or something rather than Kirin.

"That's stabbing."

When I say that, May gives in a little bit.

"It hurts, doesn't it? We need to get this over with."

Shortly after, May kicked Porter's ceiling and stormed the black kirin in front of him. Mr. Marina, too, follows May.

"Ahahahaha, it's getting fun!!"

Thinking it was too much of a battle freak, when the two of them hit the black kirin, they smashed through the wall and jumped straight outside.

Around, the Valkyries are dealing with death soldiers and other opponents. As Porter waved those big arms, the dead soldier blew away. Porter as he makes his own way.

Then there was a knight who jumped on Porter's carrier.

"Out of the way!

Extend the blade and slash the target so that it slashes up from the diagonal bottom. Then, the other knight's helmet blew up and I saw the other man's face.

Orange hair - and I thought I'd seen it somewhere. Once, a young knight who carried out a griffon exorcism with me looked at me with a vain eye. Slowly falling off the porter's carrier.

"Mr. Marcus..."

of the Circleys. Miranda's sister. And he, one of Shannon's sisters and lover, had become a dead soldier.

- Monica threw away the broken drill she had on her left arm.

Switch the hammer you had in your right hand with your left hand to both hands and swing it down against your opponent.

"I'll slap this guy in the face with that temper!

But Automaton, Monica's opponent. Butler type Bart threw it at Monica with a knife at her fingertips in white gloves when she glamorously avoided it.

Monica used the basin instead of the shield when she took it out of the apron, and sidelined the hammer.

Burt made a spin in the air when he jumped and avoided it too beautifully, then took two pistols out of his inner pocket and pointed them at Monica.

Monica gives up her hammer and jumps off the spot. Then a ray of light emerged from the pistol and the floor was melting with heat.

"The intrusion is a fake distributed in the private sector. It's no match for me to be real. Anyway, I'm designed to protect important people."

Burt rocks his red hair, points a gun at Monica as he lands and repeats the attack. But Monica also says it back.

"Fake, fake...... I'm tired of hearing such incitement. Besides, we imported things like maids and butlers, but this one developed the automaton first. If it's fake, isn't that it?

Monica predicts the opponent's attack and exchanges words with the opponent while avoiding it. They're having analog interactions with each other because they're not connected.

To Monica hidden in the column, Bart turned his pistol in both hands and melted the column. But Monica wasn't there.

"No elegance, no history. However, what is great is the existence created by the perverts who only looked at the table and craved it. What you say is much more valuable than an automaton intended for sexual service!

When Bart looked up, Monica hit him with a weapon like a bamboo. If you take it, the gun will be destroyed. But Bart doesn't panic.

Monica says.

"What happened to your sexual gaze? We can always accommodate your request, but what? I hope you don't push your values. Besides... even you guys will be able to respond to sexual demands!

When Monica kicks Bart in the ass, Bart is slashed by Monica with a knife in both hands. Monica prevents it with a scratch, but the clothes start to scratch. They moved faster.

"Your maids are not maids. The whore just did the cosplay. It's a thing that devalues us. It's something to spit on!

"You're a May dude. That's already the culture. Why don't you look at your country before you always complain about other countries? I hope you don't blame us for our low value"

When Bart kicked Monica in, Monica jumped back. Landing so that you can't see inside the skirt while rotating vertically, and staring at Bart.

It's not just the maids, butlers, who are hostile to each other. The countries produced, and the various circumstances, made each other incompatible.

And where Burt and Monica contend, the Valkyries arrived. Arrived are number one with the same face and hair as Monica and number three on number two.

All three have specially prepared bodies. The back binder had a more winged finish.

"I'm here to help, Pouncy."

When No. 1 says so, Monica doesn't take her gaze off Burt.

"... I'll thank you now. However, the opponent's output is too high. You're performing more than data. It could be sucking up my husband's powers quite a bit."

Monica took off the lid and drank the red liquid inside when she removed the test tube from her nostrils. It's a liquid demon stone that replenishes magic - energy.

(This one says you can't put as much strain on the chicken guy as you can)

Then Burt laughs out at Niyaniya. And showed off the inside of my jacket. There, a precious gem called Demon Ore was stitched together to see if this was still the case.

Having taken one of them, Burt squeezes the gem. As the fragments glistened and dissolved in the air, the damage taken in the battle with Monica had been repaired.

"The Royal Bansaim treasure trove told me to take as much as I wanted. I hate my husband, and I hate serving him... well, you're more valuable than your husband."

Monica's eyebrows move pickly.

"I won't listen to you. The only thing good about denigrating chicken bastards is this Monica all over the world. Besides, you don't like serving your husband? Shame on you. You don't deserve to talk about elegance or winning. And... something that I say is flavorful to serve if it's not worthwhile. Again, it's clueless thinking."

To the stirring monica, Bart distorted his expression. It's an exchange that doesn't seem like an automaton to each other.

I, II, and III also open their mouths.

"That's what I'm talking about."

"Is the Deacon proud of the Lord's jewels? Really?"

"That's pathetic. My husband with a butler like you."

To the stirring trinity, Bart floated his blue muscles. I doubt it needs to be reproduced that far in the automaton.

Burt removed and destroyed several gems from the inner pocket of his jacket. Gatling then appears on both arms.

"Shatter it and make it impossible to play it or something. An obscure fake flair...... go away!

The Monicas move apart from the scene and attack Burt. Every weapon you have is a state-of-the-art weapon in this era. But from Burt, it's only an outdated weapon.

Monica.

(This one says it's restricted to energy, but you ram it flashy.... I'm starting to wonder if I can buy some time. If ever, you have to be ready. You're going to make the chicken guy cry again)

Inside, I apologized to Lyell...