Since I was reincarnated as a poor farmer in another world, I decided to lay bricks and build a castle

"Olah!"

Farmers trying to distance themselves from me wielding a stick of hardened bricks.

The face was drawn with fear.

That would be so.

No matter how you look at it, because if you see me blowing up the grownups, it's obviously an anomaly.

Because of that, I have nothing to try to get close to just looking around me faraway.

That would be fine then.

My purpose is not just to defeat the person in front of me.

To win this battle only.

That means you have to defeat the Commander.

I decided to chase a man who tried to escape me and went back inside the Fontana army.

"Hey, Ars, wait a minute. Don't go in there alone."

But there was something there that was holding me back.

He's the part-time brother I was chasing from behind me.

He approached me as I rode the Valkyrie and wielded a stick, just like me.

Look at that figure and further behind to grasp the situation.

Apparently he was going too far in alone.

Though I have succeeded in breaking and entering the leading units of the Fontana Army, my distance from the Barca forces has been wide open.

There's more to this than me riding.

It was in the strength of the Barca people fighting with me.

I gave the villagers Barca's last name and gave them magic, but they didn't have enough power to blow up their opponents, just like me.

Each person is stronger than the peasant militia of the Fontana army thanks to the use of the magic of [physical strengthening] and [shotgun].

But it wasn't so overwhelming.

The magic I gave you, especially [physical enhancement], does improve your physical abilities.

However, there is no such thing as super enhancement to the extent that the enhancement multiplier can hold something a little heavier than before in everyday life.

but I felt like subtracting that was less powerful than the kid's me.

Maybe this has something to do with the quality of magic.

I did when I was little too, but basically magic often stays drooling over what the person is naturally occurring.

It's just the extent to which you're standing up like hot air, like every bit of steam goes up.

But I've been making a lot of mistakes trying to make that magic more powerful.

Something about taking in magic in the air and simply increasing the amount of magic.

It's about reconciling that captured magic with the magic that you are inherently capable of.

More about concentrating that combined magic on the stomach and intestines in your belly to increase the magic you incorporate from food in your regular diet.

That's how they keep improving the amount and quality of their magic.

Perhaps, but no one else has done so much about magic.

It only uses the thin magic that naturally occurs from the body.

So even after I named it, some magic that demanded high magic, such as [wall architecture] and [road laying], could not be used.

Improving the quality of magic can also blow up adults in the bodies of children who have not yet grown physically.

Does that mean that the quality and quantity of magic comes directly to the person's fighting power?

From what I've seen, the ones who seem to be able to act with me are limited.

"Bite brother, Vargas, you two come with me. Father and Mr. Maddock will lead the others after us."

Bite brother, whom I have long been good at teaching magic training and physical enhancement, and Vargas, who is highly defensive from his experience on the battlefield and pimps even if he eats [shotguns].

These two can be one thousand.

We both decided to take the lead and cut in.

"It's the guys in the armor in the middle of the enemy army who are going for it. There we go."

Thus, it is the armored group, probably a group of the nobles, who are to be targeted.

That's a mighty enemy.

Just saying you're wearing metal armor is a threat to this one.

Whatever the case, [shotgun] is hard to work with.

No matter how hard it is, you won't be able to satisfactorily pierce metal armor and do damage in [Shotgun], a stone-flying magic.

but the guys wearing more armor than that had a lot of magic.

The amount of magic each person can see through my eyes.

Whether it's a gift of training or some kind of secret, all the people in armor are highly magical.

Naturally its strength would not be the ratio of peasant militias.

But that's why it makes sense to target them.

Me, my Bite brother and Vargas are the dominant and spiritual pillars for this one.

Just like that, for the Fontana Army, the armored men should be the support of their minds for the peasant militia.

If we break them down, the peasant militias should lack cohesion.

That's what I thought. Both of them went towards the center of the enemy without looking at the peasant militia.