Shinigami ni Sodaterareta Shoujo wa Shikkoku no Ken wo Mune ni Idaku

In the pouring rain, Georg cuts in resolutely as he hoists the edge of his mouth.

"My lord, slow down a little! Something is strange about the enemy's movements!

A concomitant Cyrus lifts up his voice. Georg smashes the spear soldier's head with a lance as he bounces back the spear looming in front of him. He stopped the horse while paying for his stubborn brains and twisted Cyrus.

"What do you mean the movement is strange? Briefly."

"Enemy attacks have grown too much from earlier. The difference is historical compared to the first day of the match. I thought maybe some kind of trap was set."

Georg snarls his nose at Cyrus's words questioning the trap.

"Hmm. What's wrong with that?

"What? No, so there's a trap..."

"If there's a trap, I'll eat it and break it. Isn't that all? Or do you think our glorious steel cavalry will take a back every weak Royal Army trap?

With that said, Georg hits Cyrus' cheek with the tip of his blood-wet lance. Cyrus hurries to open his mouth as he pulls his face apart.

"Yes, no. Never!

"Don't you? Then think only of closing the extra mouth and dropping the main unit. Keep your mouth shut, unless you forgive me from now on!

Without waiting for Cyrus to reply, Georg kicks his horse's belly and rushes to the center of the enemy. I don't have time to hang out with crappy worldly myths right now. Because the moment of glory is imminent.

Ninehardt returns his binoculars to his hips as the Iron and Steel Cavalry suddenly approaches the center.

"Your Excellency was right, apparently."

"Right? Sadly, if they hang the bait in front of you, you can't help but eat it. It's the sad sex of the beast."

Somewhere I look strange answering the loneliness, and Ninehardt blows out.

"Yeah? Did I say something funny?

Lamberto stares at me with a strange look. It can't be said that it's full of strange things, etc., and Ninehardt shakes his neck to the side.

"No, it's nothing. More than that, the enemy seems to have ridden this invitation. I think it's about time, are you sure you want to set it up?

"Have the allies on the path been evacuated?

"Yes, no problem"

Fine. Let's get started.

Following Lambert's words, Ninehardt raises his hand against a soldier with a long bow. He is a long-armed archer in the First Army. When he leads the fired arrow to the bow and squeezes it enough, he unleashes it at once.

The released arrows penetrated deeply on the path of the Iron and Steel Cavalry, drawing a beautiful parabola. At the same time, the flames burn with momentum from the ground.

-The fire gauge.

Ninehardt had been forced to lay straw that had been stained with plenty of oil in advance at the induction site. Not knowing otherwise, the Iron and Steel Cavalry is instantly swallowed by flames. Gradually, the smell of meat burning spread on one side of the perimeter, turning the center into a hell of a painting.

Meanwhile, around that time.

Olivia and Claudia were cheeky with homemade mustard bread that Ashton had plugged in for us. Claudia nods over and over, staring at the bread as impressed. Olivia's legs were splashed with the same delicacy, as a high-altitude surveillance soldier jumped into the tent.

"Report! Make sure the flames burn in the center! Looks like an ally trap has been activated!

"Okay. Let everyone know. 'Cause I'm leaving soon."

"Ha, right away!

Claudia opens her mouth in surprise as the watchmen exit early enough.

"You did what Ensign Olivia said. Nevertheless, what is a fire attack in this rain..."

"Pretty daring, isn't it? Who the hell thought of that? This makes it easier to ambush us. The enemy will be nailed to the center by now."

As Olivia threw the rest of the bread into her mouth, she headed outside the tent with a great stretch. It keeps raining the same outside. No matter how many blood splashes this makes, the rain is going to wash away beautifully.

With a thin grin as I thought so, I had eyes to eyes with several soldiers. Then they slip away from their gaze like they were frightened. Leaning his neck wondering what he was afraid of, he said from behind, "Don't leave me!" I heard Claudia.

-The Imperial Army Headquarters.

Paris called out to Osvanne as he lowered his binoculars in sigh.

"My lord, the Iron and Steel Cavalry have been attacked by enemy fire and seem to be in great disarray"

"What!? He said it was a fire in this rain!

"Perhaps even straw stained the ground with large amounts of oil was laid down. Looks like they lured you there."

Osvanne accidentally groaned at the unexpected words of Paris. He was asking about Georg's suffering from enemy fire and arrows. I guess that's why I thought it was an opportunity now that it was raining.

It was a slightly forceful penetration, but Osvanne dared to make it do as he pleases.

"But I didn't know a man like Georg wouldn't notice an enemy trap..."

"No... Probably, but I thought Lieutenant General Georg knew it was a trap and jumped in"

"What the heck!? Why jump in knowing it's a trap?

Georg is not stupid enough to know it's a trap and jump in. Paris opens his mouth to a sigh against Osvanne, who haunts his head.

"Weren't you thinking so much that it wouldn't be a problem, such as a trap set by the Royal Army?

It could be, Osvanne thought. Georg has absolute confidence in the Iron and Steel Cavalry Corps he leads himself. Fact is force is just origami, it's not strange to come to that idea.

"... will we retreat here once?"

"Right. But as far as that state of confusion is concerned, how far does the order go?"

There, a soldier with a bright blue face rolls in.

"What the hell is going on?

"Ha, more enemies than behind it! We are rapidly approaching the main line!

Time goes back only slightly.

"Ensign Olivia, apparently the enemy has noticed this way"

Claudia opens her mouth as she runs her horse refreshed. Ahead of sight - the guard unit of the main unit moves like a panic.

"Sounds like it. But it's too late."

Olivia pulls out her lower back sword with a grin. Accelerating the horse at once, he jumped the enemy's neck. In addition, he masterfully manipulates and kills the Imperial Soldiers one after the other. Gradually, a black sword comes from the pitch-black sword.

The face of a separate squad, which saw Olivia fight for the first time, breathed in its overwhelming force and misery. That was the same with Claudia. I had read and understood the report, but the degree of impact was actually different when I saw it. The power to awesome makes me beat faster without knowing.

But I can't even stay excited. Claudia quickly approached Olivia and opened her mouth as she shrugged away her impending enemy soldiers.

"Ensign Olivia! Don't go in there all of a sudden on your own!

"Haha, I'm sorry. It was full of gaps."

As Olivia is pelling out her tongue, one cavalry pulls a horse over.

"Captain Olivia, a new enemy unit is approaching!

The direction the cavalry points. About 2,000 infantry troops are approaching to poke this side. Claudia sees it, makes an instant decision.

"Ensign Olivia, hurry to the enemy formation! I'll stop them!

"Are you okay?"

"I'll take care of it. I'll see you in enemy formation later. ─ ─ Third and fourth squadrons continue to me!

"" "Respond!!!

A thousand cavalry troops led by Claudia begin penetrating the enemy infantry. Olivia, who dropped it off, tells a separate squad that stayed in a completely nervous voice.

"Then let's head to the enemy line so Claudia doesn't lose. - Oh, before we do, the enemy here needs to be killed."

To a word that cannot even be called Olivia's inspiration, the cavalrymen raise their pneumonia. When Olivia starts waving her sword again, blood splashes in the sky like powdered snow. One imperial soldier, who was watching how it went, shuddered and shuddered.

"Hey, isn't that the monstrous woman the crazy soldiers used to say? He has a black sword."

Using that word as a signal, agitation spreads among the soldiers. Eventually, as the upset degenerates into fear and ripples across the board, Major Brand, who commands the rear guard, drinks.

"Don't be a wolf! What if an Imperial soldier frightens one girl! I'll take it from you!

When Brand approaches Olivia as she spins her spear overhead, she punches him in the face. But when it was lightly bounced back, only the lower body drooling down his gut was crossing the horse.

"No, no, no, no, no! I knew it was a monster. Ahhhhhh!!

The Imperial Soldier begins his escape as if he had cut a weir. There's no way you're going to miss that perfect opportunity, and the cavalry is going to cut, poke and crush. Olivia stares at them like that. But as soon as he takes his gaze off and his eyes turn to the main formation where the crest flag of the cross sword hangs, he whines without telling anyone.

"You really are a belligerent and brutal creature, Zed."