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

Obviously powered by Douel Faust's claw turned into a drill, hitting Avalk Custom's body directly.

The monitor smashes from the front right side in front of me and is scratched in front of the foot pedal. The scattered fragments came to me like a shotgun.

but the Magic Gear's Defensive Effect is Stopped!

But the first half of the cockpit was gone clean and refreshing. If they had taken one more step, they would have minced it with a drill.

One hair at a time.

Seriously, it's dangerous! No matter how much magic equipment or magic barriers were erected, the direct hit of the drill would not have been prevented.

Avalk Custom falling in as is.

"How dare you!"

Deecy's voice. When Avalk Custom's double-shoulder shield came off and flew as a bit in itself, he stabbed Douel Faust on both shoulders, which was suddenly returning from whitening to its original red.

"Stuffed, missed a pawn!

Douel Faust leaped backwards, leaving as he was.

'I'm sorry. I've saved the battle!

That's right. Leaving a throwaway dialogue, the demon machine disappears from my sight.

"Why did you run away...?

Even though I could barely stab Todome.... Speaking of which, the color of the armor was about to go back to normal. Are you out of magic? Perhaps the limits due to wear and tear were approaching.

I breathed out the breath I was accumulating unconsciously.... I guess I picked up my life.

"Deacy, are you alive?

"It was a dangerous place.... Lord, are you hurt?

I got worried. I don't feel bad.

"It was a dangerous place.... Was that the pilot system crazy? Don't move."

'The wiring must have gone out. Don't worry, I seem to accept Golem Core autopilot, and if I have to, I'll move you.'

"Helpful. Nevertheless"

What happened to Mr. Bell? Remove the belt and go outside from the cockpit. Because of his falling attitude, he can't see it if it stays that way.

The sound of metal bumps is wooden spirits. We're still fighting.... Oops.

Black Knight and Douel Schvaert are crossing swords. But the shape of the Black Knight seems to be changing...?

Tailed from the beginning, it was a devil's knightly style, but it seemed closer to the demon -

"Mr. Bell, you switched fuselage with magic..."

This is Mr. Bell, who converted TF-2 Draken into Draken Special with his own magic. He must have evolved the Black Knight in his battle with Shveat.

"That's all, you mean strong, the magic machine?"

So abruptly, Sveato retreated.... It looks like we were doing each other. Is something wrong?

"... mmm, I said we haven't settled yet"

Zaydur Grieve accidentally threw up in the cockpit of Duel Sveato.

He was a really strong opponent. At first I was delighted to consider myself a good enemy, but I felt like I was blowing away along the way.

The moment I thought I pushed him, the shape of the enemy plane changed. I felt like I was fighting a warcraft or a demon.

This is an enemy that must be defeated. Zaydur understood it with the instinct of a knight.

But there was an order to withdraw from HQ.

Zydur, a knight and a soldier who pledges allegiance to the Empire, could not ignore the order.

Catch up with Douel Faust, who was retreating earlier. I immediately saw damage to the fuselage.

"Leos, are you okay? Looks like he's been damaged?

"I almost used my magic."

From the comms, Faust's pilot, Leos' voice, returned. He is a young man who is usually quiet, but hazy and powerful in his voice, which is why he felt unnecessarily tired from his voice.

"Did I drain you so much..."

"What, magic will recover to the point where it can be repaired in a little while"

"Then fine.... but I didn't know Phantom Anger had that much twinkle"

"They seem to have magical civilization skills, too."

Leos said.

"Two reinforcements that showed up later. I wonder if it's a fuselage created by analyzing the magic machine. '

"Sure, I don't think we can use them outside of the Empire with modern technology."

So the Empire gets boiled water over and over again, Zaydur admitted.

"But if the next thing you know, be sure to destroy it with my sword!

Mr. Bell and I joined up with Mad Hunter and other local Phantom Anger units. The hangar of the assault lander Formidable was idle.

"The Fourth AS Battalion is scattered all over the Union."

Madhunter looks at his own custom Avalk and my fuselage.

"Pilot education, too, but also decentralized on the front lines. Come there, Magic Machine, was it? Two squadrons were hit, including those reinforced."

"Shielded weapon."

I nodded.

"If you don't think about countermeasures, AS sucks too"

"The main weapon won't work, it won't be a battle"

He was a pilot specializing in robotic weapons in different worlds, he continued.

"Interpretation, weapons are platforms for the use of weapons, to take advantage of them. Without a valid weapon, there's no point."

"Tough words"

"You know I don't have to tell you, but last time and this time, a total of ten pilots died in battle"

Mad's side. But the fine dust didn't make him feel emotional either.

"Shapeshifter pilots can be replenished immediately, but other pilots don't. We've lost many veterans since the war."

"Big loss."

"Totally."

Mad nodded.

"Well, the magic machine and its shield aren't impenetrable at all"

Powerful weapons broke through the barrier - testified the war pilots.

"Consider countermeasures and tactics here..., but you're in trouble too, Marquis"

"Records shall be verified. Even for me, it's not funny that I'm still losing."

When I answered that, one Phantom Anger soldier came running.

'My lord, this is an emergency electricity. A convoy of escorts deploying to the World Tree Ruins is engaged with enemy troops!

Is that the ruin where the Earlies are?

What a busy thing. Totally no more......

"Mad, I'll take care of this here. Me and Mr. Bell are in a hurry."

Copy that.

When I called Mr. Bell, he moved on the portal.