Survival in Another World With My Master

"Ready, shoot!

There are countless sounds of strings bouncing! I can hardly hear the wind coming out of the bolt's wings. Because the arrow wings are originally small, the crossbow bolt during the flight is really quiet. Perhaps those who are pointing at the crossbow can hear the sound of death.

Gieeeeeee!?

Goeeeeee!?

I can barely hear the impact. All I can hear is the end of the gizmas.

Yeah, let me conclude.

"My army is overwhelming."

"Ha ha ha. This weapon is overwhelming when it's all counted."

Jagila laughs while pulling the strings of the improved crossbow. Yeah, that's right. The combined number of crossbows worked well for the gizmas. No, it worked too well. After all, the number of archers is talking about things.

"How many people are there?"

"I just heard 200 people."

"Twenty shots at a time by simple calculation... that's not going to work."

Gizmas crawl out of the dark forest from behind, but there are many individuals who are first stopped and shot with countless obstacles.

And the gizmas, whose corpses got in the way and became dumplings on the border between the forest and the kill zone, went into a mess with the next shot. Even the individual who was safe ended up with a corpse in the way and couldn't move forward. One day, an individual began to circle left and right, but a large number of bolts were fired into the flank, rendering him incapable of movement. Individuals attempting to cross the defense line over the bodies of their companions also appear, but such individuals are very noticeable when viewed from above the castle wall.

"Don't let him through! Shoot me!"

Destroyed by intensive fire as a matter of course.

Reload fast, everybody.

"Wesen are basically strong. I don't think everyone's going to get that fast with an improved crossbow."

"I see... should we consider mass production of improved crossbows?"

Incidentally, it was Jagira, a crossbow madman, who had been shooting an improved crossbow next to me a while ago, but he thought he wouldn't be inconvenienced by the crossbow bolt if he was next to me. The boulder is a scorn, a wise eye.

"Isn't there no curtain for Elf's Spirit Archer?

Nothing.

Countless gizma carcasses are already filling the kill zone. We're losing pace now, but immediately after the raid, we were shooting at a rate of about once every ten to fifteen seconds. If you keep shooting at the first pace, 5000 arrows will shoot you out in about four minutes.

"Missing arrows, Mr. Koske."

"Take as much as you want...."

I left only 200 bottles for Jagira and me, and I released all the remaining bolts and gave them to Merti, who came to urge me. It was really good to have 10,000 bottles in total.

Within an hour, the gizma attacks became sporadic, so Da Nang stopped shooting simultaneously and changed his instructions to focus on saving bolts before shooting. It would be easier for Gizma herself to get close to the wall, considering the collection effort.

"How bad is gizma meat?

"Hmm? I don't think you'll be able to leave me alone for half a day."

"I see... let's go get it."

"To? Through this?

"It will be all right if we use personnel capable of close encounters. Gizma meat is quite delicious, and it's not unnecessary to spoil it."

Return to Da Nang, who is in command with Jagila stunned on the spot. Da Nang is taking sides on the gates set up on the barrier, and this is where he especially got his hands on Da Nang's instructions. The space is wide enough to be used both as a command post and as an interdiction base.

Um, Koske. What's the matter with you?

"Yeah, gizma raids are sporadic, aren't they? That's why I want to retrieve the body of the gizma rolling in the kill zone. You can use my abilities to recover it quickly, and it won't spoil the meat while it's stored in my abilities."

"I see... I'll gather those who are good at melee fights to form a retrieval unit. Warg, I'm in charge here."

Ha.

Blutbad Warg salutes Danang. Apparently, Warg is in Da Nang's lieutenant position.

If it means close combat, I'll go too.

Gerda, the Beast Man, seems to be coming with us. Certainly a big girl seems to be strong enough to see. It feels like you're relaxing, but can you fight? The sword I repaired and gave to Da Nang seems to be hanging on my waist... but a human size iron sword can't be relied upon as a weapon for the huge bear beast Gerda.

Mm-hmm. Shit. I didn't intend to engage in melee combat, so I didn't make any weapons. Anything that might work... oh, how about this?

Mr. Gerda.

"Yes? What is it? Ah, I'm fine with Gerda."

"Oh, yeah. Okay, no, I don't think that sword will ever forgive me."

"Ah, that's right. Because I'm stupid, I'm going to break it right away."

That's how Gerda laughs with her hands on her cheeks. Yeah, Gerda has a big body. It's supposed to be a regular dagger, but the iron sword hanging from my waist looks like a shortsword.

"Can you tell Danang I'm waiting by the gate? I'll make a weapon that looks good. By the way, what's your favorite thing?

"Wow, is that good? When I was a heavy infantry soldier in the Kingdom of Merinard, I used a bespoke tower shield and a long mace."

"Tower Shield and Long Mace... Roger that."

Leave the scene to Gerda, who is smiling, and head for a slightly open spot near the gate. I guess I've been working here a lot longer than in Sylvie's workshop... that's why the refugees have been recognizing this as my work space lately.

Well, while Da Nang is assembling his retrieval team, let's make some melee weapons quick. Set up a blacksmithing facility, refuel it, and view the list of weapons. I don't have a long mace.

Long pattern, sturdy, sturdy mace with impact. Imagine a machine that has been enlarged as it is.

Long Machine - Material: Steel plate spring x 3 Iron x 3

The material is heavy. Well, this is what happens when it is made of total metal. Tower shields after that. Tower shield, tower shield... no. No, there's a scrotum. Is this it?

Scrotum - Material: animal skin × 3 cloth × 3 iron × 1

It feels like an iron reinforced skin shield, scrotum. If Gerda uses it, wouldn't it be better to use a tower shield with a higher metal ratio? Imagine a tower shield reinforced with thin, sturdy steel plates and wood and leather, with the image of the scrotum intact. It would be good to use the adhesive I received from the elf warehouse for joining.

Heavy Tower Shield - Material: steel plate spring × 3 wood × 2 animal skin × 2 adhesive × 1

Yeah, that should do it. Start creating. And I'll fix up my weapon. Hmm, I'm an amateur after all. I'm the best at crossbowing guns, but we should always consider the possibility of getting caught up in melee warfare. What's good? In ancient times and today, the weapons held by junior soldiers have been decided. A spear or a stick.

Steel spear - Material: Iron x 3 wood x 2

Spiked Club - Material: Iron x 2 Wood x 2

Machine - Material: 4 x Iron x 2 x Wood

So I decided to make this area. The Spiked Club is like a vicious version of the so-called Nail Bat. Let's compare it to the use of Mace.

And Da Nang and the others walked along, making equipment like that. Sylvie's presence suggests that Elf's Spirit Archer was also positioned on the Wall. It took a long time.

Welcome back, Sylvie.

"Oh, I'm home. Are you sure you want to go to Koske?

"You shouldn't bother spoiling what you can use. Gerda, we have a weapon. Try it."

"Wow, thank you."

Giving Gerda a Long Mace and a Hevitae War Shield made her happy as a child with a new toy. Yeah, I know you're happy, so I want you to swing around a little bit more. Because the wind pressure scares the sound.

"It seems to weigh well. This will crush the gizma too."

"Above all else."

Clean up the forgery and try and shake your prey. The spear is heavier than I thought. If you hit it, it looks like it could be used as a blunt weapon. As for the Spiked Club and Mace, I feel that the Spiked Club is more familiar to me. Mace feels a little heavy on me.

"New?

"Yeah, let's try it. Mace is not very familiar with my hands."

I see. Then give me Mace. "

Yeah? Well, that's fine.

Because Sylphie wanted it, I decided to give him the mace honestly. Oh, you're swinging gently like a twig or something. Sylphie's arms aren't that thick, and when I touch them, they're strangely soft. Like magical powers?

"Are you ready?

Oops! The face of the Recovery Troop speaks with a warm voice. Me, Sylvie, Da Nang, Gerda, a red-skinned demonic woman with horns (equipped with a large logged stick), a Lizard-like person with an iron spear (unable to identify gender), a lion-faced man with two iron swords (a man who treated his feet during the day), and Isla with a cane.

"Isla? Are you okay?

"It's okay. The court sorcerer's title is not Date."

"I see....."

I wonder if I'm going to shoot a beam from my eyes. No, I'm just kidding. I'm sure they'll fight with magic thumbing. I'm looking forward to it.

"The mission objective is to recover Gizma's body. Collection will be done by Koske. Non-Koske personnel have the highest priority to protect Koske. Okay? Open the door!

The lid is removed and a large door reinforced with iron opens. All right, time to retrieve the material, Fever Time!