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- Seven colored rocks. Commonly known as the Seven Colored Fort.

Located approximately thirty kilometres north of Merte at a straight distance from Arktails, the state capital of Loudens, it is a rock mass about a hundred Mertes in diameter.

If the rocks of the seven different components are exposed to the surface and viewed from above a vast forest area, it looks like an island floating in the sea.

It is a landmark in the woods for the sub-tribes who live in the woods and for the hunters, with cavernous spaces and water fields beneath rock masses, and rainstorms.

It is an indispensable base for the forest people and at the same time has long been used as a fortress in the former Kingdom of Rudens.

"Yep, can't we just take it down yet...!

A dark elf witch glanced at the seven-colored fort in frustration.

Skin color like burnt in the day on pointy ears, eyes connected to a ragged cheek (ho), purple lips. He knits his long gray hair like a curtain and has a twisted black cane in his hand.

The figure is a more ancient witch, but she weaves a red, flashy robe over her uniformed costume. There was a big snake pattern on the back of the robe. It was the discipline of the Proud Magic Soldier of the Empire of Prussia - the superior magician of the Divine Extreme Light Crowd (Auva Auraria).

Cold, glowing purple eyes. Beyond the witch's gaze, countless sub-tribes flock to the seven-color fort and continue to attack. The entrance to the fort is surrounded by wooden fences. The defense continues to struggle and maintain the wooden fence as a line of defense.

Two subtribes with blue and white skin rushed over to the witch.

"Tride, Shouri, Katai"

"Dragon Strike No Warrior...... IL, Tsuyoi"

"Shut up, I don't remember allowing you to cry. I don't care how many people die, you keep attacking."

The witch slaps the ground with a black cane in her hand and pours the technique into the subhuman brain.

On the way, the two sub-tribes hold their heads and give a groan of pain. Eventually, in the vain eyes, the light of madness dwelt.

"... Assault, Totsugeki"

"... attack, kougeki"

Subtribes who just wrap their hipsters around blue skin understand humanities, depending on the individual. But they are much closer to demons than half beasts. Orcs, orgasms, goblins, etc., are similar to this.

Many of them live in the back of the woods as they make their hunting and collecting lives, while traveling with their clans. But once we interact with the human sphere of life, it inevitably becomes contentious.

"Attack with abandonment. Reduce the number of dragon warriors."

"Colos," "Colos,"

The strength of Rudens' proud vigilante is a well-known fact. The Asians all knew how horrible it was. Especially the dragon warrior who has the power to "hunt even dragons" does not make it an object such as a simultaneous demonic raid.

Draining them was the top priority as we attacked the seven-colored fort. Even though the intention of the occupying country has worked, we cannot send a regular large army. It's only important to occupy quietly and rule effectively.

So instead of a small handkerchief, he brainwashed a bunch of sub-tribes with dark magic, manipulated their collective consciousness and made them raid the fort. But there are many people in the U.N. It's like I can't use it.

"Master Magaluta, is it time for us?"

From the darkness of the woods behind me, one man, solidified himself with his full body black-crushed gear, entered quietly.

He has a black-painted dagger on his right hand so that he can't see his fat muscles, and a small shield with an anti-magic effect on his left arm. He doesn't wear any identities, but he hardens himself with equipment used by Prussian Special Assault Squads, those belonging to the Black Leopard (Pantya).

"Petsunalf. After all, nothing happens in every subhuman"

"Again, the armed militia in Rudens is more than a rumor. It was reckless to fight from the front."

The man with the scratch on his face was drifting awesome things like a combat professional.

"Don't be dramatic, I can magically control my temper."

"I hope so, Lord Magic Warrior (...). If you have to, there's a trump card, too, right?

Point your gaze at the chirali and the bushes behind you.

The leaves of the trees and the golem, disguised in camouflaged sheets but a large magic manoeuvre weapon, are sitting on one horse.

It is a state-of-the-art aircraft specially paid to carry out this operation.

"You can put it in from the start, but you can't rely on those subhumans."

"You think a proud Imperial witch will struggle as much as she relies on toys"

Witch Magalita lifted the corner of her mouth.

"Hehe, no"

I wouldn't put it in my mouth, but I was right to start with the suburbanites.

The fighting power of Rudens' armed militia, or defensive forces, was beyond assumption. There were only seven Loudens' defensive squadrons stationed at Fort Seven Colours. Approximately ten other non-combatants resided in the fort. Those are horse breeders. No, rice cook women. I decided I could ignore it.

Half an hour ago, the forces of the sub-tribe that struck the raid totalled more than fifty. Simultaneous attack by hiding himself in the woods and approaching.

However, I thought it would float into a sudden raid, but instead of escaping, Rudens' defense forces began to repel one sub after another at an alarming rate of counter-attack.

What was unexpected was that even those who insulted non-combatants joined the fight with their weapons in their hands.

The flock of sub-tribes attacked, halved as they repeated their skirmishes. It was now down to about twenty.

"Thanks to you, we know how powerful they are. But it's suspicious if the defense team's strength and strength have been cut off."

A bittersweet petunalev.

From the shadows of the trees, roughly twenty mertes away from the fort, the witches Magaluta and Petunalf advanced.

and one of the defensive squadrons that was caged in the seven-colored fort jumped across the line of defense.

"The Asians, are you done yet!?

What provoked him aloud was a big, grey-haired man with a combat axe. A swarm of magically manipulated sub-tribes automatically attack an enemy that has protruded. Weaponry such as sticks and swords surrounded the man simultaneously.

But the grey-headed big man, waiting to be surrounded, swung the battle axe (Battleax) all the time. In an instant, the heads of the two subhumans smashed, one with his upper and lower body crying apart.

"- Gahaha! Have you lost your mind because of an epidemic disease, subhuman! You think we're going to fight dragon warriors? You're good...! Dragon Strike (Dragon Screw), Diffuse Rupture (Defulzauna)!"

A tornado gushed around the big man. It was a ripple of destruction worked out by struggle (...).

"Gaaaa!?

"Higga!"

Dougout! and a shockwave exploded in a circle.

The blast sweeps away the surroundings extensively, and the suburbs are blown away as if they were leaves of a tree. One by one he is beaten to the trees and the ground and stops moving, but the risen sub-man flees to the woods one by one with pitiful screams. The impact of the attack broke the magic curse.

"That's the move... by fighting."

The dark elf witch shrugged like a shudder.

Unchanted, it also seemed like a kind of primitive magic of unconscious manipulation, but the moves unleashed from tough flesh were beyond common sense. I don't think he's a fighter for strength.

"You must be a warrior with a well-known title in Rudens. As you can tell, there seems to be a high-profile Mitsuhito in the fort."

"That's why. There was information that the former (...) royal princess was on an expedition to exorcise the monsters of seasonality with only a few escorts. Summer bugs flying into the fire. It's all my luck to have a scarecrow in such a despicable place.... snack alive without killing and plenty of cuteness"

"Heck, it's easy to do what's best"

The witch Magaluta stabbed the black wand to the ground.

Encourage magic with a slight mental concentration. As the black magic circle arose around him, snake-like lightning burst on the surface as he wrapped a black vortex.

"Landmine Black Dragon Flash (Girandoguma)!"

Black lightning crawling on the ground was like a snake crawling on the ground. Twenty merte ahead to aim. The magic of the unleashed black snake was directed at a white-haired dragon-shot warrior who had just kicked the subtribe.

"-No whoa whoa!?

Magic struck like a black snake. An awesome explosion blew up the Dragon Striker.

"Go"

"Operation's on, you bastards!

"" "Ha" "

Tearing apart the trees in the woods, a group of black-crushed fighters showed themselves. Everyone is solidifying themselves into the same melee gear. That number is roughly twelve. Simultaneously start advancing towards the fort.

"The Alpha team is behind the fort, Bravo is the front offense, and Charlie is Bravo's backup!

Running out like a beast, it splits into three squads. Zazaza............! and kills to the fort like a herd of black beasts.

"Hey, what are these guys!?

One of the defensive crew, who had a spear over the wooden fence, was slashed down in an instant. One by one, it breaks into the inside of the line of defense.

"Enemy attack!"

"I'm new, I'm a professional combat group!

Seven colored forts made noise on Russia. Increase the degree of urgency for magic attacks and the emergence of new enemies.

"Come on, Dragon Warrior, I'll be your opponent"

A dark elf witch walks slowly and approaches the fort.

Encourage magic again as you walk. Wrap around black lightning. It is a magical mine of earth attributes, Black Dragon Flash (Girandoguma). It is a dark magic that drives the potential phase of the earth mad and unleashes it as a thunder of curse.

"Ljukadu, are you all right!?

"A magic attack, a witch...!

Two more dragon fighters jumped out of the front of the fort, a cave-like entrance. They're two bloody young men to see and middle-aged warriors.

Running over to the big, gray-headed man who fell after being blown away by the first blow.

"Hmm."

Magaluta released a black lightning bolt without question. The black thunderbolt that runs the surface into the zigzag reaches two dragon striker warriors in an instant. I burst the ground and blew them both up at once.

"What? No!?

"Guuuuu!?

A black-clad battle group, the Bravo team, was attacked by a disfigured dragon fighter. Break up one after the other and make sure to stab the clasp. Point the sword out of you and pierce it.

"hehe...... yes, how's it going"

The witch Magaluta could not contain the mood to exalt.

Failure is not tolerated.

But if we succeed, we are promised an upper position.

There is a path to further heights than the Magic Corps, the Shinto Polaris (Auva Auralia), which undertakes dirty work. The culmination of a wizard of tradition and format, proud of the great Empire of Prussia. It can be named for the sequence of St. Morea, the highest group of wizards in the radiant world.

That's when the wind blew.

"Ha, ha!

She was a light-hearted female warrior with bound silver hair.

――

With a doggy move like a deer, he enters the midst of a blackening combatant. Pull out two knives at the same time. Play the protruding black leopard blade with a knife on your left hand and amputate the ligament of your opponent's arm with a knife on your right.

"Ghabh!?

He ran up a screaming, falling, black-suited combatant and kicked him in the face and jumped. And against the second black-suited combatant who was approaching from behind, he restocks his knife backwards as he plunges down.

"On the stepping stone......!?

He gained momentum from the fall and stabbed a knife on both shoulders in black clothes.

"Hey, ah!?

When the red fountain was scattered from both shoulders, the silver-haired female warrior had already jumped and joined her fallen companions. Shake your hair off fluffy at the same time as landing.

"What a guy...!

"Charlie team, turn to the cover!

Two black combatants were defeated in an instant by a tricky attack.

A tactic of warfare that avoids armored areas, accurately targets vulnerable areas such as joints and neck muscles, and ensures that you sharpen your combat power. That was a battle you couldn't have done without combining lightness and speed.

"Sa, Princess Sanya......!

The grey-headed big man, who was thought to have been magically bombed, got up muckled. And he looks up at the girl who stepped down beside him and weeps with gratitude.

It was the second daughter of the Kingdom of Louden, Princess Sanya, who was in front of me.

"Oh, good. You were alive, Lucadou."

"Don't, Princess, don't let me come out on the front... haha"

Retreat to the fort.

When you finish short and good, you get back on your feet.

chest and belly, and knees (knees) and snakes. Protects the minimal area required with lightweight leather armor.

"Ga...... gahaha, excuse me. A little... surprised."

Lucadou rises even as he bleeds.

"And you won't be a princess anymore."

"For me and the others, Falia and Sanya are princesses! We'll fight together!

When the old soldier's eyes narrow safely, Sanya confronts the raiders again.

"Sister... give me strength"

Two knives on both shoulders, two behind the hips and two on the thighs. And a majestic princess figure, equipped with a total of eight knives in her hand.

"Continue to the princess!

"Ooh!

I got momentum from the fort's defense team.

"This raid doesn't seem to be an emergency."

The next moment Sanya found herself a witch and squealed. Black lightning struck from the ground.

Continued