There was no such painful atmosphere when I left the Ena clan settlement, but now I felt like I was surrounded by an unspeakable atmosphere.

No, the warriors of the Tigers are still angry with the Titans, and the atmosphere of the Crusaders is a little tense, but perhaps it hasn't changed much.

The cause of just feeling that way would be obvious.

The expression of Chiyome sitting at the beginning of the saddle between his arms, which hold the reins of the rider, cannot be seen from himself in the form of looking down from the top.

I recall on board the Lieb Berta on her journey to this continent, when she said that she would give her brother-in-law, Sasquatch, the tide of Kraken she had made as a souvenir.

To herself, who is now a skeleton, I can guess in her heart and somehow measure how much that hardship is, but I am not a true sympathizer.

But if we get our flesh back here and get trapped by waves of emotion, it's suspicious if we can make a decent decision in this place. Besides, I don't give myself that much credit.

Because this state, which can be considered in this way now, is the skeleton itself, perhaps this state is close to the emotional suppression held by warriors of war and so on.

But I guess Chiyome hasn't reached that area yet.

─ ─ She is not a warrior of war, nor is she a girl who can do anything.

Exhale and shake your head (covering).

I can't help thinking that I'm not very good at using my head.

If you have the ability, you have the sword to fight your enemies, the shield to protect your friends, and the armor to protect yourself. The only thing that bothers me badly is just spending time carelessly.

─ Well, I must reflect, though, that I forgot my sword and shield earlier.

How long have you been away from that settlement site?

Sometimes a request for buttocks rescue is sued from behind, and every time, the recovery magic hangs to proceed for the third time.

I can't slow it down, so can I manage to look like I'm trying to touch Arian's butt from the side to activate magic with my back hand to secure the coordinates that activate magic each time?

I sigh in the mood that was darkening within my ignorance, waving up the sky. The sun is slightly inclined, but it is not yet as late as dusk.

Is it about past snack time?

Eventually, a little down the hill ahead of the crusader, where a Tiger tribe settlement was coming in sight.

The settlement itself is a small settlement with fewer than ten gel-style dwellings. There is also a herd of livestock around, and I can see men looking like warriors around the settlement pointing their fingers at this one, which sounds like ground.

There is no damage in the settlement as if it had been raided, and it is a peaceful and idle view of the plain.

Apparently, that black giant hasn't visited here.

The crusader's progress slows down, and Chief Howe, who was in the lead, descends the rides to speak to the settlers as a delegate and approaches them.

In an effort to get a grip on the situation, I also give myself a ride near the settlement.

But did we finish the conversation soon, and when Chief Howe confirmed the direction indicated by the settlement's warriors and nodded, he raised his voice towards the faces of the other crusaders who were garrisoning around the settlement.

"The giants went north through the side of this settlement! Let's go!!

With that decree, the crusaders change direction and leave the settlement behind.

We are heading north with the rides with the Chiefs on board, but the Chiefs look like they are putting the rides aside for some sort of consultation.

Is there also a problem?

The answer was found by the sight after a while.

Now crusaders are lining up in a small, tall hill.

No, I guess the land that spreads in front of me is pretty lowland, as the place I am now is about the same height as it continues from the plain.

Thanks to the lowlands at the end of our gaze, we can see the sea stretching forward to the right.

And in the lowlands that stretched down the hill from where we are now, they continued from the east coast to the west tip, as if the artificial buildings that followed like walls drew a border there.

The appearance of the building is very similar to the walls that we have often seen in cities, castles, etc., and that reminds us of the Great Wall, which is also that famous World Heritage Site.

From the fact that the walls are lined with several square eyeballs that are commonly seen in the castle at equal intervals, it is clear that this is the main defensive wall.

If you look at the size of the gun eye quite wide, is it a cannon or, if not, a fixed crossbow?

Speaking of which, I recall hearing from a man of the Beast tribe on a boat I boarded on my way to the land about a man who would build a wall and live at the end of the plain.

Then at the end of this wall is the land ruled by the people.

Some of the Tiger warriors probably never saw this wall. I can also see a few who are revealing their surprises.

Surely nothing else would be honestly stunned if they could show this magnificent artifact.

And how much time and effort it took to make it -- just imagine it -- is distracting.

"Shit, I don't think I've outrun all the giants, but I didn't expect to come to the northern peninsula where people live"

That said, with an eye like that which sees an abomination, Chief Howe stares down at the wall that stretches beneath his eyes.

Apparently, the land ahead is peninsular.

Then is that wall built so as to build a wall at the roots of the peninsula?

But when I look at the robust walls that have been built, I notice strange points.

At equal intervals, the walls are built on walls that can hold the likes of a cabinet high. Probably used as a guard duty and soldier quarters.

But there are no shadows or even signs of people in the cabinet that you can see from here. If you look at a group of warriors consisting of one hundred and fifty horsemen lined up in a row on the hill from beyond, your vigilance should also be noisy in the dew, but there is no such thing.

"There are no people on the walls, are we always deserted here?

Asking Chief Howe, who was wrinkling between his eyebrows while rubbing his jaw next to him, he came back looking at this one with an ever-deepening frown wrinkle.

"No, there's always some soldiers out there, and if this one shows up, he'll pull a bow like harassment."

Turn your gaze towards the walls once and for all, but there's no response.

Rather, it makes me wonder if it has become a ruin.

"Dear Howe!!

A warrior crossed a riddle of disease-ridden dragons (Driftpus) from the eastern direction came running over to Chief Howe.

He's a scout, so to speak.

And if you look at that face, you'll quickly see that it's a rush report.

When Chief Howe silently urged the report only at the tip of his jaw, the man raised the report with a good fit that would allow him to lead the chief immediately by circling the ridden dragon neck again in the eastern direction.

"The wall was crumbling a little further east! We've confirmed that a number of battle tracks have been picked up by both Titans!

Not to mention the chiefs who were close to the report, but the warriors around them also bother.

"That the wall is crumbling!? How much?

"It was completely out on the other side! Perhaps the giants attacked the walls built by the people!

The warriors around them lay further together, and the elders dye their expressions in surprising colors.

I don't know exactly how high the walls are from here, but they must be nearly ten meters high.

The Black Giant (Jamiant) was about six meters tall, but wouldn't it be a major obstacle if he attacked with that strength and solidity?

The fact that several giants have been taken away means that even the human race has been able to counter that monster somewhat. Is it possible to target a crossbow or mouth that sticks to your chest?

"That wall collapsed!? I've never been able to cross that wall before!

"Maybe the aim of them giants was a city of people from the start!?

As the chiefs other than Chief Howe shook their voices as if they were somehow exalted, Chief Howe turned his gaze to those who were scouts with conceived tricks.

"Everybody, we're moving to the crash point of the wall!!

With that decree, we all run out on the same road to the east.

And the place was really right next door.

Some of the walls that had been built until then had been turned into piles of rubble, where the walls had been interrupted. From there I can see the other earth peeking.

There were countless marks of destruction that those giants would have attached to the surrounding walls, with several thick pile-like arrows stabbed in front of the walls.

Six or so black giants (jamiants) have fallen in front of the destroyed walls, all of them pierced through their chests by pile-like arrows. The bodies of some of the soldiers of the people are also rolling, but there is no sign of the survivors.

Over a pile of crumbling debris there, a shadow jumped into his eyes as he rolled out onto the plains.

"Ha ha!?

Everyone's gaze concentrates on the shadow in the voice raised from the crusaders.

When I was in my twenties or so, the beast ear on the top of my head was pulled off a thousand times, and my tail was pretty short, and I don't know what kind of race it was, but I'm pretty sure it was a beast race.

He has a black iron shackle fitted to his leg and neck, but the chain extending from it is broken along the way.

Seeing him running desperately in his shabby clothes, I perceived the general circumstances.

Probably an Orc slave who was put to work on the walls. We came to find the Tiger Crusaders and seek help where they were lurking on the walls devastated by giant raids.

That's what I thought, but at the next moment, I realized it was a mistake to see a part of the walls roar and collapse - and a black giant emerge from that earthen smoke.

The roar of giants echoed on the plains, and the young man of the beast slave, who had himself tucked into his voice, let him hold his feet.

"All, keep the giant away from that one!! Pick up the giant!!

Warriors burst down the hill in a simultaneous voice to Chief Howe's fiery ordinance.

But speaking of myself, I did not participate in the line of assault and remained on the hill.

But there's no way to do that either. Assault at first glance just seems to penetrate, but we have to keep our distance from our neighbors appropriately as we run at full speed and keep our distance further back and forth.

Clearly, it's not a technique that amateurs can do by imitating their appearance.

The giant also noticed it and roared at the appearance of a crusader who sounded the ground, raised the earthen smoke and approached it.

But there is still a distance between the crusaders and the giants, and it can be said that the distance from the slave youth is close enough even for the giants' short legs.

Giant black-eyed eyes turn again to the slave youth.

We won't make it if it stays that way, we'll just have to magically tow it and leave that gap to the crusaders.

"All power! [Flameshell (Firevalet)]!!"

When you think of magical activation at the tip of your hand poked forward so that you can focus on your whole body, a huge mass of flame is formed in front of you to relentlessly broil the surface of your helmet.

Everyone of the warrior chiefs who remained around turned to a stunned look when they saw that mass of flames.

And the next moment when everyone's gaze was fixed on the flaming mass, the flaming mass was fired at the giant by making it sound like cutting the sky.

It jumped over the head of a crusader that stormed in an instant, and when the weakness of the giant who was making the aftermath hit the concentrated chest, it sounded a flashy explosion and bounced and flew.

"Oh, you hit it? Lord Arian!

"What, that? Didn't you aim for it!?

As for myself, I was just hoping that I could seal a little movement somewhere in the giant's body, and for that reason I enlarged my balls with a lot of magic and a lot of fast-paced basic magic.

By the time the head of the crusade had reached the giant, the giant had already fallen on his back in a blackburn, and had ceased to be picky.

Since it is covered in black body hair from the beginning, are you not sure if it burned?

When I asked the chiefs who were circling their eyes what they were going to do with the slave youth, they all turned back to me and rushed to the young man.

"─ When the giants broke through the walls, they all got hit... only me."

The young man, who healed the wound with healing magic, answered Chief Howe's query with regret and clenched his fist.

The clothes are worn out, the body is thin and obviously feeling malnourished.

"So the city of the people ahead, was it a tadient? are many Beastmen still captured?

The youth nodded silently to further Chief Howe's inquiry.

To the words of the youth, the chiefs give their opinions on what to do in the future - verbally.

"What do you want to do? Now that the walls built by the people have collapsed, is the time?

"Honestly, I was wondering if it would be easy to ride the mess if all the giants were stuck in the Tadient"

"If we don't make a decision soon, we're a pushed people now, but once the masses are ready, we're out of gaps to get in."

"I don't know how big the city is, but it's impossible to go around it all with about Fernandez to the east."

"So you think you're gonna abandon everything?

Around which those chiefs argue, the warriors also exchanged their opinions, pointing their gaze towards the royal Howe chief in the center.

And as he decided on something, Chief Howe unwraps the arms he was putting together and opens his eyes.

"Beyond this, we will go to the city of the people and open the captives of the Beasts! The people are captives who attacked our compatriots' colonies. But this time it doesn't matter to them, only for the opening of the Beastmen! If the giants are gonna get in the way, knock 'em down! Don't miss out on retreat signals!!

When I finished saying that, there was cheer from the warriors around me. And in that stream, they divide a crusade of one hundred and fifty into seven units and infiltrate the city of Tazient.

By the way, the eighth unit is made up of our own line.

Dumb Giants VS Tiger (Tigers) Drop your shoulder when you're caught in a fight.

And when I saw Chiyome gazing around in front of the saddle, I remembered that this problem also remained.

In the meantime, it's a battle.