Sougen no Okite ~Shii Yatsu ga Moteru, Ii Buzoku ni Umarekawatta zo~

I see an imperial fort in front of me.

High fortified gates and walls stand, both of which are made of high quality anti-magic materials, and you won't even be freaked out by the magical blow of a half-breed fire.

Soldiers with bows staring at us from above the wall.

We got together to discuss what to do.

"Well, what do we do?

Four people began to worry about my word.

The four nodded at each other.

Godle said on behalf of.

"We'll use the fire box to blow up that gate, as usual here"

Well, that's gonna happen, we don't have a siege weapon and horse riding on the walls doesn't help.

Slaves and fighters are not enough.

But how are you going to take that one to the gate?

"I see that, but how do we get that one over there?

"I have a plan."

Temsy laughed.

The fire was set ablaze and went into preparation to build a fire box.

You seem to be erasing the signs well, but the magic of the wind makes you find out where you are.

I laid an arrow on my bow.

"Lorens, come out"

Soooo Lorens came out of one of my words.

"No, I'm sorry. I was a little interested and I peeked."

Now what do we do...... You can kill this guy here, but that would crack my relationship with the kingdom. The method of making the fire box is a secret in secret, but this guy's magic is sure to be fire and dirt, so you don't know the root part.

"Hmm, well. You can stay here if you want to."

Lorens broke his face in one of my words and stood next to Temsy.

Letting one of Longa's fighters make a box of dirt, Bololk kept putting the magic of fire into the stone that was nearby.

I gather carbon monoxide from the fire, pack it in the box, and close the lid.

And I did condition-activated magic so that oxygen would gather inside if I broke into a box of dirt.

Watch us move one by one without Lorens or hiding.

"(There's nothing particularly magical about dirt. The magic of fire just put the magic of fire in the stone too...... How the magic of fire opens when the box breaks...... I figured that out)"

Lorens says something is bumping.

"(What kind of power does that have? No, maybe there is the magic of Lord Jumka...... But Lord Jumka is the magic of wind and metal...... Then we have to call the wind wizard. Damn I can't figure it out)"

Lorens is stepping on some group thickness as he bumps into it.

Build about three spare fire boxes. We expanded to the critical range of the soldiers' bows on the fort.

I had to lose one arm and dispose of it in the battle against the Empire. I stringed a firebox to the back of a slave and let him have a big shield in one hand.

Let the fighters put their bows up and move their slaves forward.

Temsy's operation is to make this slave go to the gate alone.

Of course, slaves will be attacked by arrows of fighters the moment they stop or try to escape.

"Go!"

Slavery moves forward with Temsy's hanging voice. A large number of arrows from the fort strike the slave.

You can't contain all the arrows with one hand.

When the arrow hits the knee, breaking the knee, one arrow after another strikes its slave.

The slave fell forward as it was when he became like a hare.

"Next!"

Simultaneously with Temsy's voice, the slave moves forward.

The slave also desperately moved forward to an arrow that became so fierce that he moved forward.

He jumped in and fell in front of the fort gate, and the slave raised his right arm.

"Activate! Pull!

Everyone left the fort in Temsy's voice. Temsy's fighters broke the box with dirt magic.

The first slave and the fire box of slaves that reached the fort gate exploded when an explosion sounded with a moment of silence.

Warriors, fighters and slaves who took part in the empire's retreat and battle against the Patriarchate to its power are excited by blowing finger whistles and whistles.

On the other hand, the soldiers who were in the fort, those who did not take part, the kingdom's stationed martial officers watched it with a pocan face.

In the meantime, I'm not activating it. Let the magic of the last fire box go off.

I let the slaves put the fire box down and looked at the fort.

The explosion destroyed the fort gate, and the firepillar rose and burned into the fort.

Someone who can use the magic of water to extinguish that fire magically brings the water, but falls flabby due to lack of acid just to get close.

The soldiers of the fort are in a state of panic in one burning fire after another.

If you look at the other side of the fort, you can see one soldier after another fleeing.

I activate the magic of loudness.

"Look, you don't have to chase anyone who runs from the fort. But whoever runs from the fort with food and other supplies is an enemy who defends and fights the supplies. Running away with a woman is an enemy who protects and fights women. Let's go."

The meadows answer my words aloud.

"Lead Jumel, the fighters and the slaves to retrieve the supplies inside the fort."

"Yes."

I can't feel it well with the fire column hot air, but there are few people left in the fort.

I turned the magic of collecting oxygen from the activated fire tank into the magic of collecting carbon dioxide in reverse.

The fire went out and all that remained in the fort was a burning fire.

We warriors go after soldiers of the Empire.

He purposefully told the soldiers of the Empire to hear.

Carriages loaded with food, arrows and other consumables are left near fortifications, and women are left strapped to trees to escape.

Find the Imperial Soldier while slowly retrieving it. Of course the guy who runs away with nothing is ignored.

We got enough supplies. We headed back to the Empire fort.

In the fort, the flag of the Empire, which was already at the center of the fort, was knocked down and was in a state of bringing the supplies that were in the fort outside.

The Third Fort of the Empire fell in only one day by the people of the meadows.

But there was little to believe in it in the Second Fort. Everyone just relaxed and bored to look around believing in the triumph of the Empire.

Many of the whores who were in the fort and those who were eating and cleaning are caught by the people of the meadows and subjected to intense mausoleums.

But future generations of historians were often debated which was more unfortunate: a captured woman or a runaway woman.

~ Besides ~

"Proceed!"

A fighter and a slave went inside the fort by decree of Jumel.

"Hey, Ain"

"Oh, my God, Ian"

"Competition. Which drops the flag over there first. I'll buy a souvenir for Shirley in the town of Burleigh by dropping the flag."

"Oh my God! I'll drop it and buy you a souvenir for Sharon."

"" I'm marrying Shirley (Sharon) when I get home after this fight. Wow!