Shinwa Densetsu no Eiyuu no Isekaitan

There is a soft breeze. As the grasshopper swayed with pleasure, the bird's twist touched the eardrum. The raucous air extinguishes the tension of those who go to the battlefield, creating signs of moderation. The advance party was moving towards its destination, comfortably surrounded by a cheerful atmosphere.

But when we set foot in the northern realm - the world changes.

Everyone is breathtaking about a different sight. Their gaze was uniformly poured on an object.

Both sides of the maintained road - X-shaped planks arranged like tomb marks.

There are women, old men, children - the people of the Grants Empire.

It stretches everywhere along the road, as if it were a part of the landscape. The body says nothing, but I could easily guess in what way it was killed.

The Northern Conquest advance party lost its word in front of the brutal sight.

I have stopped my legs as if they were rooted in the earth.

If we could understand the situation after time, those who speak of anger began to emerge.

Some of them pray to God, or soldiers from the North have cried out.

Their commander, Biru, was burning a brutal sight in his eyes -

"Drix, 2nd samurai officer"

"Ha. What did you do?

"Instruct the soldiers to retrieve the bodies. Let's rest here today."

"Understood. Right away."

Drix, who was next door, kicks the belly of the horse and runs as he raises dirt and dust.

Bilu jumps off the dragon and sees the other side of where Drix was.

There was a giant man. He has no skin exposure and is a big man who hardens his whole body with armor.

"Guarda."

Bilu called his name. Then the big man reacted and pulled over the horse.

"What is it?"

"I want you to gather the thousand flag captains. I want to open a military conference right away."

"Okay."

Guarda also goes down to the ground again -,

"Hensel."

When I was a slave liberation army, I called a man who was active as a right-hand man.

A man advances out of one of his men who was holding back behind him.

As he rushed over for a small run, he knelt one step in front of Guarda.

"What is it?

"Ask for the curtain hall. Keep a thousand flag generals there."

"Heh. I'll be right there."

Hensel, who is usually cheerful, just this time he nods, turning his heel back and running.

Guarda walked over to Biru, who looked at it sideways.

"If we were to camp here, the Levelling Royal Army would know where we are."

"No problem."

To put it bluntly, Guarda turns her suspicious eyes toward me by giving me her facial armor.

"This number is only five thousand. I think we should approach them from behind and ambush them so they don't notice."

"If you do that, you'll leave them alone"

I don't want to leave the bodies behind and go first - some personal feelings, but if they stir up so much anger among the soldiers, covert action becomes more difficult. Even if you take the back of your enemies at last, someone will always be out of blood. There's no way we can keep our feet in line.

The chaos of the chain of command, the failure of the ambush, means the destruction of the army.

"- Well, cooling your head first is a prerequisite."

"By giving you a break?

To Guarda's words, Biru shakes his head and denies it.

"I wonder if I can't do it first. We're going to continue to make it through these places."

The anger of the soldiers will accumulate until they cross the blades with the Levelling Royal Army.

"No matter how hard you train, it's not easy to contain your emotions."

Looking around, the sight was filled with the appearance of soldiers lowering their bodies on the ground.

"And don't you think it's unnatural? As far as I can tell, I don't see a man's body."

"……… Are you trying to say that this is an invitation?

"Eighty-nine out of ten. I guess. Maybe the men were tortured."

If you expose the damaged body, you could plant fear instead of inviting anger. That can be effective in lowering morale, but it can cause them to behave cautiously.

They expose the bodies of women and children to provoke this anger.

"You did well. They've cut off some of our measures."

The soldier who feels it will be unable to make a calm decision. No matter how trained you are, you are often invisible. If you get poked through that gap, even the soldiers of the Reign of Grants will easily disintegrate.

"This makes it easier for them to take action."

Biru shrugged his shoulders and showed them, then glanced at a certain place.

But Guarda is moving her mouth unaware of how Bilu is doing.

"I know what they're after, so it's better to split the army in two, create a Yangtze unit, and create a gap between them -"

Looking like he finally noticed how Bilu was doing, Guarda shut her mouth.

At the end of his gaze - Biru is pointing his index finger at a small high mountain a little further away.

"What's wrong with that mountain?

"There's enemy scouts hidden over there."

Biru narrows his black eyes. So she realized, Guarda sighed and opened her mouth.

"…… Do you want to send some troops?

"No, it's fine. Let's leave it at that."

Nice place to see. If you point the troops at them, they'll sense you. If it moves, the opponent will also be caught off guard in the middle of the night - until then you better let it swim.

But Guarda roared to see if she was not convinced.

"They'll report this number to the main unit."

"I don't mind. I didn't even intend to hide it from you. Plus, I'm holding off on military discussions, so I don't have to do any extra work."

I cut my gaze off from the small mountain and looked at the guard.

"As always, he's a man who can't read what he's thinking"

"I'll talk to you at the military conference."

With a bitter smile, a horse ran from the front to sew between the soldiers.

The person on the horse is Gretel. Light attire that accentuates the lines of the body is hidden by the jacket, and a sign of a hundred flag generals on the chest shines in the sun.

By the way, her boss is Five Hundred Flag General Hensel. There is a Thousand Flag General Guarda on it.

If it was meant to be, there is no rank for them, the private soldiers of Biru.

However, only this time, he gave the rank temporarily to eliminate disturbances in command.

"Brother Sage. The curtain building is ready! The thousand flag generals are gathering too!

"Thank you for reporting. I'll be right there."

Turning his smile towards Gretel, Biru starts walking.

"Wait! Are you going to walk away!?"

Gretel's voice down from the horse hit him in the back.

"I'm tired of dragons."

Looking back over his shoulder, Gretel's gaze is directed at the dragon.

We're not moving anymore. He was seen taking a break with his neck round, as if to say so. It's obvious that if you can't move it, it will damage your mood. Then you'd better get some rest.

Gretel frowns more.

"But I can't let you walk Sage Brother, who is also the Commander………"

"Give it up. If the commander wants to walk, we just have to keep walking."

And Guarda showed up from behind and said. Behind it, the soldiers of the guard also descend from their horses.

Gretel sighed deeply before pulling the reins and starting walking ahead of Biru.

"Then I'll just show you around."

"Yeah. Please."

If Bilu thanked me, Gretel's ears would stain red.

"I'll do my best!

There was no time to ask what. Gretel walked early.

Biru followed after laughing bitterly.

The curtain hall was set away from the street.

If Biru goes inside with his guard, the thousand flag generals stand up and salute him in unison.

"I apologize for having you gathered for a sudden call"

Bilu sat in the chair provided for him in the upper seat after giving him back.

Guarda stands on the right and Drix stands on the left with maps and documents in his hand.

"I don't mind if you take it easy on me."

If Biru turned his hand to the chairs provided for each, the thousand flag generals sat in the face of tension. All the people I had a few conversations with until I got here - but not until I could build trust. Still, there's no mockery, and although reluctance is probably included, it's an air that seems to honestly listen to me.

But don't hesitate now -,

"First, I want to ask you what you want to do in the future. If anyone wants you to adopt your own measures, let them speak on this occasion."

"Um... Doesn't His Highness have any maneuvers?

One of the thousand flag captains cut the fire with a rough attitude, backwards of the harsh appearance.

Bilu nods small and tells Eagle Deep Fried.

"Of course, I have some ready. But I'd like to hear your opinion first."

With the words of Biru, the thousand flag generals make a face that looks unexpected.

I can't help it. He cut it off so much, even if it was an argument.

There must be a lot of measures - you would have thought.

"Why is that?

A questioner was left, and Biru deeply sighed, feeling terribly sorry for him.

Return the back and it will mean that they were going to follow Biru from the beginning.

"I can't even say my opinion, because I don't need a general to just follow me in silence."

On this occasion today, there may be a hero of tomorrow. We have to find that bud and grow it. In the future, many wars will descend on the Grants Great Empire. At that time, if there is one or more of the good, so many people will be saved.

"The royal family, descendants - I don't shy away from such a grand title. If you have an excellent opinion, I will adopt you."

Worrying is fear.

If anyone looks at the complexion of their superiors, their judgment will be dull and there will be many casualties of war. If it is bad, it will result in a defeat. Sometimes the destruction of just a few troops even holds the fate of the country.

Therefore - there is no need for atrophy in war. We should get rid of it.

"Well, why don't you ask my opinion?"

In a quiet curtain hall, the voice of a tough thousand flag captains sounded weak.

Bilu smiles. It doesn't have to be an excellent opinion.

"Allow to speak"

"Thank you."

A tough thousand flag captains stood up. Are you nervous, there's a ton of sweat floating around your forehead.

"There is still a difference in numbers, so I think I should take advantage of the interests of the land and set up an ambush"

"That won't be possible."

and the fine-faced thousand flag length pinched his mouth.

"The other person keeps staying in the same place. Probably by releasing scouts in the vicinity, geography should know. Even if we take their backs, the formula that's noticed is high."

"But this one is inferior in number. There is no other way to win than an ambush. You're telling me you're gonna fight from the front? I can see it coming."

"I didn't say that. Before launching an ambush, you should ask them to be alert."

"How?

And, if the tough thousand flag captain says, the fine thousand flag captain pushes silence.

The other thousand flag captains I saw started putting pawns on maps prepared for my desk.

"How about this? Divide the army into two parts, use one army in a positive way, from the front, two armies from behind, that way you can set up an interdiction."

"Wait. There are more opponents. Then each one of them will be destroyed and destroyed."

It didn't take much longer for everyone to join the debate.

As the air begins to heat up, the military council begins to exhibit a more incandescent appearance.

Now, the story has always been parallel. All opinions were lacking in decision-makers, and Biru decided to let him cut them up somewhere else.

"Everyone's point was well made. Let's just settle down and have some water first."

You can't ignore the commander, but the thousand flag captains take their seats in a rough breath.

Seeing that they all sat down, if Biru stood up, the thousand flag captains also rushed to stand up.

"I want you to stay and listen to me."

With their hands pointed, the thousand flag masters sit back with a surprised look.

Bilu glanced over at the face of the face before slowly cutting out the story.

"I am delighted that everyone thought of the country and thought of measures for each"

After uttering a dialogue that sounds like the Fourth Prince, Bilu overlaps words.

"Thanks to you, my heart is set."

Sagging, and someone rings their throat. Your measures may be adopted.

If we are to win with that measure, we can open the way to birth. If you return to the Great Empire, you will be held to be a hero.

Forget even breathing...... everyone was paying attention to Biru.

"Let's adopt all our measures."

Naturally - everyone is taken aback.

I don't understand what you're talking about. Biru smiled bitterly, anticipating the reaction.

"Because none of them are bad hands. Besides, I can't handle the feeling of thinking about everyone's country underneath."

Just because my opinions were not reflected, there would be no such thing as a spoiler.

But Biru was aiming for unanimous solidarity by adopting measures for everyone.

Defeat the opponent using all the powers, not the individual forces.

"It's crude, but I'll bury it. Use oddity, use positivity. Flirt the opponent and go grab the victory"

If the Royal Levelling Army hadn't put their hands on the people, there would have been Princess Claudia in front of them, and it might have been done in peace. However, the opponent has used the most inferior and pernicious means.

After all, it's not something I can look at, it's something I can't forgive.

"It's easier to twitch and hunt them down, too. I need you to know who you're dealing with."

Put your hands on both ends of the desk and exhale boiling anger with your breath.

Bilu looked around at the thousand flag generals. Behind those eyes is a fierce fire.

"- I'm not going to let you live as one."

Everyone trembled at the slaughter that seeped into the words.

A small high hill a little further from where the Grand Empire builds its camp.

Now that the darkness has pushed us around, we can't even reach the starlight here surrounded by the woods.

The grass shade - four men lurked their breath and watched the advance party.

As it blends into the surrounding scenery, the outfit is uniform in black, and a mass of leaves can be seen either for pseudomorphism or everywhere in the body. It is a thorough application of even mud to the face.

"You'll have had enough. Shouldn't we leave now before they take care of us?

"Shouldn't we still be observing? For once, I'm sending one person to report it."

If the two men spoke to each other, behind them, the big man lying on the ground opened his mouth as he slaughtered his elbow.

"There's no rush, is there? The target is five thousand. I don't think we have to report it."

"Sure, this one's 30,000. No matter how you scratch it, it's not the kind of difference in power that covers it."

Drinking the booze he's been plundering, an old soldier laughs with his nose when he sees the camp of the Grants Great Empire.

On the watch of the two enthusiastic men at work, the old soldier tipped a barrel with booze in it.

"You guys, keep your eyes open and have a drink. There's no meat, though."

"The more you get to the streets, the more meat you've got."

Human, though - and I add at the end that the big man has a humble smile.

But the two watchmen seemed to show no signs of movement until the shift time, and showed no reaction.

The old soldier rings his throat and sighs boringly.

"The kid is serious and troublesome. Keep an eye out for me forever for my old body."

"Well, Grandpa. I'm on a mission, so keep it on track. If they find us, we have to run."

If the big man says as he pours booze into the wooden cup, the old soldier snorts like it doesn't seem funny.

"You're the one who can't stand up."

"Ha ha, that's okay. Unlike my grandfather, I'm young. If you have to, you can fight."

"Huh, the young man says it looks great. Nevertheless, when will our captain be back from the piss?"

"I guess I fell asleep somewhere. I drank quite a bit of that, too."

"Because you're vulnerable to alcohol, and you can't drink it."

"You won't be able to let go of your booze on such a boring mission."

The big man, whose tail was becoming suspicious, suddenly stood up and raised his hand to the old soldier, who turned his suspicious eyes toward him.

"Hey, I'm looking for the captain, and I need a little help."

"Slip your legs, hit me in the head and die."

"Grandpa, when you come back, you'll get cold!?"

From beside him, the big man slipped his leg and fell to the ground flashly.

"Check it out. I'm not gonna tell you. You didn't leak it, did you?

"There's no way. I don't know, but the mud..."

If the big man wanders off the ground, the sticky sound returns.

"What is it?

Put your hands over your head relying on the moonlight spilling out of the gaps in the trees.

"Damn, this..."

The tip was stained red from the wrist. And then a pompous droplet falls on the big man's cheek. I wiped my cheeks with my arms looking depressed, and then I looked back and the old soldier was gone.

"Huh? Hey, Grandpa?

Round your neck. There were two soldiers on the lookout, but only the old soldiers had disappeared neglectfully.

"Ha ha, hey, where did you guys go Grandpa..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

I grab the shoulder of the watch and try to turn it around.

But he fell so that he could be drawn to gravity.

"You're lying, man."

A tip has been lost from the neck of the two watchmen.

If the big man retreated with fear, the ground wet with blood rang.

"What is this, you're drunk......"

Do your hand on your forehead. I don't know if it's real because I'm drunk.

Wanting it to be a dream, the big man ran through the woods in dangerous footsteps.

"Damn... I don't know what that means."

Instinct told me I shouldn't be here. I can see the drunkenness cooling all at once. But the body doesn't. The big man, while falling over and over, ran desperately to where he was keeping his horse.

If you get more abrasions and bleed out of your whole body while still getting to where you want to be -,

"... Hih"

A small scream popped out of his throat that didn't fit his appearance.

The sight that jumped into a man's eye - it was the corpse of an old soldier hanging from a tree.

A boy in black sits at the root of the tree. I've been pointing darker black eyes at the big man than the darkness.

"Aah!?"

He tries to pull out his sword. However, my arm never moves.

If I did my gaze, I would have lost my tip from my shoulder.

"Well, what a trivial piece of information to get from a lower end like you,"

I thought the boy approached me by stepping on the grass - he disappeared from the sight of the big man.

"The night is long. I guess it would be better for me not to talk."

"Goah!?"

He got kicked in the back and slammed his face against the ground and the big man rolled over.

"How far do you know about the Three Demons? Especially when it comes to a guy named Baal."

When did you steal it, a big man's sword was held in the boy's hand.

The big man, who confirmed it at the edge of his sight, with one arm left, waves to stop the boy.

"Wait, wait, wait! What are you going to do!?"

A flickering blade cleaves his arm. A blood splash rises, followed by a man's scream.

"Ahhh!?"

"Shut up."

"Ahh."

The big man's neck fell off.

Roll over while making a blood path to the ground and stop by hitting someone's toe. The owner was a man who was called captain by old soldiers and big men.

He looks tied to a rope and has a cloth bite in his mouth.

"It would have cooled your drunkenness, wouldn't it?

Remove the cloth the boy is blocking the captain's mouth.

"Hey, what do you want to know? I'll tell you anything you know."

"Well, let's start with a guy named Baal."

"Nobody understands Master Baal's identity. Ugh, I'm not lying! You probably don't even know King Fraus Prince."

"... someone like that staffed you?

"He was the one whose letters had been placed by the previous king. More importantly, for the sake of the country, Master Baal continued to work powdered himself. Now the popularity in our country is terrific."

"That's about it, I know. Isn't there anything else?

The captain shook his lips as he rattled his teeth as the boy whisked the blade of his sword.

"I'm really someone who doesn't know anything. The identity is unknown in any way, and a captain like me can't tell you the details!

"Well, then, the next question. Why have you attacked me?

"That's not what you started! Killed the king, grabbed the princess! That's enough reason to start a war. Ugh."

"Did you see the scene where the king was killed? Did you see the princess get caught?"

To the boy's point, the captain loses his word and shuts up.

"You just asked, didn't you? A man named Baal, or Prince Flaus, explained that the envoy of the Grand Empire had killed the king and seized the princess. Isn't that right?

"That's right. And then the ancient nobles also had insiders."

"How are they doing now that they've become insiders?

"I hear he was killed on the spot, but some of them were thrown in jail."

"I see. What seems to be available is taking hostages, and what you don't need is killing them."

The boy's grunt seemed incomprehensible to the man, with a surprised look on his face.

You're not even going to explain it, the boy held up his sword silently.

Seeing a sword emitting dull light, the captain changes his blood phase.

"Stay! Please don't kill me!

"It's okay, 'cause I still need to ask you something."

"Hey, ask me anything!

"Well, I ask you... who instructed you to be barbaric in such a way as to harm the people?

"Yes, Master Baal."

"Have you ever been part of a plunder?

"No. It's true. Most of the people who are looting are criminals."

Even though the demons of the leveling kingdom have thin blood, the long-lived make up more than half of the population. That's no exception for criminals, and many of the facilities that house them are on the verge of being punk. So he said he was incorporated into the army about 5,000 years ago in an attempt to use this battle to reduce the number of criminals.

"Many of the regular soldiers, under their influence, also have the lives of Master Baal and participate in the looting. But noble demons like me don't offend women. Predatory."

The captain couldn't say until the end. Because his neck fell to the ground.

"I know you're lying."

The boy abandons his sword, glances cold at the body, and then walks out.

"Increasingly, there is no longer a reason to keep the Levelling Royal Army alive"

Even the moonlight swallowed, as it blended into the darkness, and the boy disappeared.