The hero magician wants to relax. He was too active and targeted for his life, so we'll start over.

Intelligent battle.

Marquis Joseph Cleniere so praised the battle seen from the castle.

A battlefield where iron rides fly through the sky and cars and armor running through the ground fire magical bullets at each other.

Naturally, in the forty-six years of the Marquis of Creniere's life, I had never seen such a glaring, early battle of everything.

"Ecline."

"Yes, Father"

My beloved daughter, who had refrained, approached me one step closer.

"Would you have seen it, too? May I ask your candid thoughts?

"I've only watched enough of the battles."

Yes, I prefaced it, and Eckleen replied.

"I can't imagine. If you hadn't seen it, you'd have laughed at the bullshit."

I still can't believe it. Marquis Creniere nodded.

"I have created a system where I can communicate instantly by distributing readable magicians to bases and troops."

"It was a wise eye. In fact, in your father's territory, some lives were saved by quick reports and communication."

"... hum. I had the pride of having a sufficient number of magicians and also forming an innovative army in this kingdom of Verilardo"

But...

"What I saw in front of me wasn't about that level of talk. Stronger weapon! Stronger violence dominated the world!

The look on the face of the Marquis of Creniere gets harsher.

"Jin Tokitomo...... you're still not the only one. The king must like it. How much time did you take to prepare all those troops?

"Father..."

It was only a few months ago. Until then, he was only a magical knight student and a somewhat sophisticated adventurer.

"I guess it's true that a wise man is. If I could show you something like this."

"One thing is clear:"

Eckleen made a voice to tell the facts.

"Mr. Jin - if Tokitomo hadn't come, we wouldn't be safe by now."

The castle had been destroyed and the knights and magicians had probably been wiped out. If Jin Tokitumo and his army don't make it.

"Right...... But he's dangerous."

The Marquis turns his blue eyes to the back of Jin and Jarzy, who are ending behind him in a snowfield where the trail of battle remains vivid.

"If you care about that, he will be able to control this country by force"

"No way......"

I can't believe the words of my father, the Marquis of Creniere, and Eckleen loses her voice.

"I'm on your side now. I hope so in the future."

Clearly, Marquis.

"Without his power, we wouldn't be able to get through this situation. Now, if only you could defeat the enemy in front of you."

Now.

As far as being on my side, there was no doubt that nothing could be more reliable.

The enemy has retreated.

The snowfields are littered with traces of red and black blood, areas that appear to be part of the body, and weapons.

My nose bends over the smell of blood and organs. Some soldiers were mixed with the burnt smell of meat and swallowed by black smoke rising from the remains of weapons.

I stood in front of a destroyed six-legged weapon. Next door is Deesy holding Mr. Bell, and vice versa is Jarzy in a light suit.

"I didn't know this was a tank..."

The Jarzy put on his hair.

"Was that dokuro head on this and moving it? Brother, this is... what did I say?"

"Unbancer"

"Yes, that unbancer. Enemy that you were fighting mankind in the time of ancient civilization."

The remnants of the multilegged weapon are in the process of being recovered, but when they were sent to the light patrol ambal, Safilo in the dungeon core, they were determined to be 'unbancers' from the symbols engraved on the torso.

"But my brother. It was a long time ago when the unbancers and mankind fought, wasn't it? Why did the unbancer show up now?

"That's the mystery."

Ancient mechanical civilization doomed to Tai Ancient times. That there are enemies here around that time. Have you even done a time slip, or has that invader appeared once again in this invasion of the world?

... If it were the former, it would be an unfortunate accident, but if it were the latter, this world would be over.

"So, brother, what's the damage?

"Two Trovaons, one Wasp II shot down. Two Vigilanti planes, scraped."

Seven other damaged aircraft, five of the flying boards were hit and needed repair. Still, from the whole point of view, it can still be described as minor damage.

Jarzy shook his head.

"It's that riot. I didn't expect to be intact, but I didn't know the invincible Trovaon was hit..."

It's not invincible.

There's no way. I felt wrinkles leaning between nature and my eyebrows.

In fact, there was one war victim. It was Early's Kingsguard by the name of Tonto who was hit. I never spoke directly, but my personality was very positive and I appreciated it well.

As a Trovaon pilot, I was Rookie. I'm sorry that our first air war opponent was an unbancer.

"You can't choose your opponent on the battlefield"

Rather, it would have been a lesson learned, including by other pilots, that there were war dead before full-scale clashes with the Great Empire. that he is not invincible with trovaons and fighters.

You think it's cold when the dead just came out? How many enemies do you think you've killed and lost your side in heroic times? As much as I don't want to remind you, a lot...

"Jin."

Return to me in Mr. Bell's voice. I met the demon king who looked like a black cat who had seen the same battlefield and nodded small.

"It's okay."

"... for now, brother"

Guess what, Jarzy looked up at the sky. There were more clouds.

"The castle protected. The enemy's pulled up, but what do we do now?

"Reconnaissance teams are now exploring enemy trends."

Large reconnaissance aircraft (Poinix) are monitoring the vicinity of Castle Creniere, but each reconnaissance aircraft (Dragon Eye) has extended its legs to enemy tracking and nearby territory.

"This matter will not be resolved until we find out where they come from and where they are based."

"Sure. … but troublesome"

"I'm actually happy while I can feel that, Jarzy"

When I order a Shapeshifter soldier to retrieve six legs, I leave the scene. Jarzy, who followed me behind, said to Mr. Bell, "What do you mean?" I heard him ask.

Mr Bell replied.

"It's not as bad as it sounds to me as it sounds."

I'm not even stupid when it really sucks.