Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

It was that night.

The three Oscars were in a bar in the castle town, drinking together as usual.

To Christopher, who pinches the sawdust in the cocktail glass, Oscar, who slowly rocks the deep red wine in the wine glass, and Granzam, who luxuriously tilts the big jock of beer, is already doing it or his face is red.

"Hey, Cliff, you're not looking at women again. Drink up."

"Nothing. What did you drink?"

"No, it's not good. I can't get drunk with such weak liquor. Master, this is vodka. I need enough alcohol in my head to fly in one shot!

"I don't need it. No!

"Anything industrial alcohol would be fine!

"You're gonna die!

Oscar was feeling somewhat emotional when he saw the two of them twisted like brothers.

Unlike Oscar and Grantham, who have long belonged to Wall Knights, Christopher was a warrior summoned in a cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha.

His rarity was the highest class EX, his combat ability was one of the best in the hex, and he immediately launched and went many martial arts medals.

But on the other hand, Christopher was estranged from his other companions by the aura he wrapped himself in and by the beautiful face of human separation, and he himself kept away those who hated communication.

He was temporarily called the masked prince who showed no heart, etc., but Grantham was the one who cared most about him and took care of him since he became a Wall Knights troop leader and lined up shoulder to shoulder with the Oscars.

Though Christopher was baffled at first by Grantham, who stepped slightly into a person's privacy without a coward, he gradually broke it down, and is now one of a kind best friend.

"Hey Cliff, why don't you always have a drink with us bastards and a woman?

"Nothing. You're on my own. Tell that to Oscar, too."

"He's good. He's a faggot."

Oscar's lenses shade sooo white.

"Your brother is worried that you don't have a good woman."

"Who's your brother?"

"I thought one day I'd have the same taste as Oscar."

"Oscar's gonna hit me. I mean, hit me."

"Hey, Cliff, what do you prefer, a hairy woman or a grown woman? Downstairs, of course."

"You're really gonna die! You just have a good face!

"Ha-ha-ha. A man's got a big heart, and I don't care what happens later! Whoa, the next big one is Kita."

Christopher hit Grantham in the face with a back fist.

Grantham falls on his back as he is, losing his mind.

"Die!"

He's become one of the only best friends (?

He was an Oscar who got a little nervous about whether it was okay to stay like this.

One of the guards, who seems to be everywhere, sits next to him like that in misrillic armor.

He is an Oscar spy and a subordinate who specializes in investigations against the inside rather than the outside.

My men get confused by the hustle and bustle of the bar and talk in a whisper that no one else can hear.

"Dear Oscar, we have the results of our investigation. There are still some of Hex's nobles connected to the Knights of the Holy Cross."

"Really... Count Debble?

"Did you know?

"It's just a thought."

"Exactly. Tomorrow we will also hold an inquiry meeting to remove the Count from office."

"Was it the Knights of the Holy Cross, because of him?"

"There are a few other suspicious shadows, but if you tap the debull, you might get your tail out"

"Well... lay down the facts for Master Harami"

"Yes, sir."

After a short conversation, his men left the bar.

If the size of the city increases, there are faces that need to be put up, enemies that look like allies.

It was also Oscar's job to deal with such invisible enemies.

Oscar, who had been drinking late, was returning to his room and looking up at the ceiling on the bed.

"Crushing Debble is going to make other nobles noisy. It would be called Wall Knights' act of transcendence."

Can I really catch Debble? His connection to the Knights of the Holy Cross also means that the city is hard for them to attack.

Wouldn't the downside of catching him on the contrary be greater?

No, it's hard to imagine Debble moving to protect this city. But the other nobles will blame it there.

If the Knights of the Holy Cross attacked, you said it was the Wall Knights.

I can only complain. I can easily imagine what the nobles look like. Oscars get down.

If Wall Knights and the nobles keep getting along like this, I get a self-derisive grin that they don't split like the Knights of the Holy Cross.

Only a little bit of Debble's daughter Halami appeared in her brain, and she wondered if she would resent herself for catching her father.

"You're turning drunk...... Let's get some sleep."

hours after turning off the lantern lights and falling asleep.

Oscar jumped up as he fell asleep to the noise of a sudden but irresistible explosion.

When I opened the curtains in the room with my glasses on immediately, I saw the window burning bright red.

Then a subordinate rushes into the room.

"Excuse me! Dear Oscar, the south wall has been destroyed by someone, some of the walls have been damaged, and a fire has broken out!

"Who is what!

"The surveillance soldiers said it was shelling from over 3,000 miles from Hex territory."

"Said it was a siege weapon!? Stupid, there shouldn't have been any such thing in the day. You can't be ready in such a short time."

"Mi, this is unconfirmed information..."

"What?

"And the enemy said it could be an angel weapon"

Hearing the news, Oscar opens his eyes. Angel weapons, the main force of the Knights of the Holy Cross, can both attack from long distances and snort the firepower that crushes the walls of Mithril with one blow.

Evacuate the king immediately.

"Ha!"

"I'm headed to the scene. What about Christopher and Grantham?

"Both names are already on their way to rescue the inhabitants!

"If you opened the main entrance and allowed enemy incursions inside the walls, the opposite would prevent the inhabitants from escaping"

"But there are refugees in front of the main entrance..."

"They should get out as soon as they know what's going on inside, too. Hurry!"

"Ha!"

Oscar rushed to the south wall where the shelling had occurred, where hell was spreading.

The walls are still flaming and burning, and from the collapsed walls march the steel mechanics, the giant mechanical armor known as Armor Knights.

The giant shield contains the Knights of the Holy Cross crest, which at a glance reveals the identity of the invader.

"Titty Iron Soldiers...... Church Again"

Refugee influx from further collapsed walls and looting from private homes.

It doesn't matter if the Knights of the Holy Cross attack from the refugees.

If we keep this up anyway, we will die of hunger. On top of that, during the day, Debble sniped me and killed my people. Then the big name is enough. They decided they were good opponents to take away.

The Knights of the Holy Cross also ignore the refugees and carry out attacks aimed at all the defensive facilities, such as barracks and baristas. Screaming and yelling mingle, and the city spreads with confusion and fire hands.

"Give me the food!

"This one's mine!

"A woman! There's a woman! Follow him!"

"Damn, we're pathetic. That's why I can take it from you guys!

While riots were taking place, Oscar was single and looking for angel weapons that destroyed the walls.

Miscellaneous fish doesn't matter. But only super-fired fuselages that have destroyed the walls cannot be allowed to go wild.

Look for fate as you see Armor Nights walking wide through the city of Hex in our face with bitter thoughts.

"Where!

As we approach the burning walls, we grab the walls and a gray giant emerges from the smoke.

Steel mechanical armor about eight meters tall, one turn larger than Armor Knights. But what is very different from the rest is that you can see a circle of white, shining angels over head decorations like Tosaka, with white feathers on their backs like creatures.

The moment Oscar sees its overly divine light emitting invaders, he breathes and at the same time is convinced of the fall of Castle Hex.

"Angel weapons, top model seraph...... and this is dedicated to Princess Annerose, head of the Knights of the Holy Cross...... Duke Sparda"

Penupennu, a Mad Scientist of the Holy Cross Knights madness, had a creepy grin in the distant sky where Oscars were driven by despair, in the airship floating in such a way as to hide in the clouds.

The command of the Hex offensive is coming from this airship, and there's no way the Oscars can be found trying to crush their heads.

The video sphere in the center of the command post reflected the flaming streets.

His men, who operate the airship, will conduct a situation analysis, record the operation, and give instructions to ground units.

"Ironman Soldiers, Armor Knights number one to number sixteen in normal operation"

"The doll thing is good. What about Duke Replica?"

"Duke Replica, reach the Royal Hex Castle. No disruption to the core."

"Huh. Really good. Finally enough to withstand the actual battle? I get scared of my genius. Tell the Ironman soldiers not to destroy the city too much. You mustn't break walls in particular."

"Copy that. Contact all Armor Knights planes."

Then a few hours later, the city of Hex fell with the morning burn, and its inhabitants, the faces of Wall Knights, had been captured and knelt.

When the battle was over and he stopped the airship in front of Hex Castle, where his firehand was still dull, Penupennu stepped down in front of the inhabitants who turned their gaze of hatred as they mocked his white coat.

"That's a very good hate! It hurts the body of this machine! Well... I know you're all anxious about what's going to happen, but nothing to worry about is for now Sen. We're going to have everyone here working a lot as a workforce. Some of them will also be asked to help with the experiment as samples, Mass. Be happy to be an experiment yourself and a glorious foundation for advancing the chemistry and magic of this world!

Looking up to heaven, Penupennu screams in a daunting motion, as if he were even in a solo troupe.

Granzam tied with a rope rises and rages.

"Temei, what are you going to do with this city!?

"This isn't just a city anymore. Yes, as the [prison city of Hex], I ask you to work for my Knights of the Holy Cross."

"Prison......"

"Yeah, you can call me forced confinement, Prison, Prison, Pig Box, whatever you want. I'll ask someone else to manage it."

When Penupennu looked behind him with chirali, there was an appearance of Count Debble blowing a cigar without restraint.

"Te, temeeeeeeeee! You sold us!

Grantham ran out toward Debble with him tied up, but had been forced by armed clerics to seize him.

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