Have you ever stuck a branch of a tree in a worm crawling through the earth?
It is easy (yakitori) to pierce if you are stupid and big like a potato worm, but what if it is an ant?
It will be easy to disrupt the queue of marching ants, but it is difficult to pin one ant at a time with the pointy tree branches ahead.
Ants are things that move around indefinitely often, so even if you intended to aim at the center of your body, sometimes you can only take one of your legs.
The march of the Labyrinth Crusaders could have been precisely the work of its ants if it had been seen from the blade legged beasts gathered to crush them.
In view of the difference in size from the blade leg beast, it would be like crushing an ant about half the size of a nail with a pointed nail.
Did the sharp toenails that crush the ants feel the joy of the mighty?
As they flock to the Labyrinth Crusaders marching in formation, the Blade Leg Beast waves its toes down to the Labyrinth Crusaders as they emerge one after the other from beyond the sumptuous scenery.
Zagzag and the damp, softened earth embrace its toenails deeply and are plowed to transform the feet of the Labyrinth Crusaders into unstable and unstoppable ones.
Even if the attackers were just ants, there's no way they wouldn't fight back against those who attack them.
Especially since this group is an elite herd of people, not ants. The soldiers of the Labyrinth Crusaders constantly carry out long-range attacks by magic and weapons against the torso of the relatively soft blade-legged beast, even though they are sometimes worn and limbed to the toes of the blade-legged beast as if they were brought down from heaven.
Some would think so if the position was the other way around, such as giving in to an earlier attack of a small bug on a nail and an unacceptable humiliation.
I don't know if a blade leg beast, uncertain if it was even an organism, with just eight legs growing on its elliptical torso, but the blade leg beast hung on the Labyrinth Crusader to sprang up, knocking it down or knocking it down, in an attempt to crush no more than one Labyrinth Crusader to march on.
To the Ranged Attack of the Labyrinth Crusaders, many blade-legged beasts flock down and collapse away. But at the same time, the Labyrinth Crusaders are hurt and damaged. The two forces seem unchanged, probably because the wounded Labyrinth Crusaders are immediately healed and returned to the front, and blade legged beasts attacking them are also followed by new arrivals.
The march as the Labyrinth Crusaders battled and broke open at a rate that could also be called rapid from the legs of men, slowly proceeded at a much slower rate from what looked down on the queue of ants, slowly to the source of what would unite this hierarchy.
If you're after a bunch of tiny creatures moving around a little bit from the top, where would it be easy to guess? It will be self-evident that a blade-legged beast, which could have been intercepted near the Labyrinth Crusader Army, will be targeted near the center of the Army.
Shield Bash!
Not even in labyrinth cities, such as powerful men who can literally bounce back the hammer from above. The A-Ranker shield warrior, who is also the captain of the 6th unit of the Labyrinth Crusade Army, is ordered to escort Mariella today, although he usually takes up the protection of Weishardt.
"Ah, thank you very much……"
Mariella thanks him as he snarls at the impact of the battle and nearly crushes his back.
Mariela is the only one marching while rocking on Raptor's back because Mariela doesn't have enough leg strength to match the march of the Labyrinth Crusaders, not enough muscle on the length of her leg. It is that Raptor who is putting Mariela on board, protecting Mariela from Des Lizards attacks and losing her tail.
Having defended Mariella at its own will, Raptor is ideal for carrying Mariella with insufficient riding skills. The promotion of Raptor's ability over Mariela's riding technique is a result of the fact that Mariela is likely to be bullied if she hears it, but she was given the consideration of being a horseman but playing her tail in a premium potion so that she can perform at her best, so Mariela's prolificity can also be useful once in a while.
Raptor, named Ku, is marching at an unchanged pace, avoiding the point of attack without the appearance of cowardice in the attack of the blade leg beast. Mariela is the only one freaking out.
"No, it's not a problem. Your daughter must have been scared. I will definitely protect you, so make a potion with confidence."
Cool dialogue. Not only the words, but this shield warrior, in front of Mariella, actually took the blade leg down from heaven with a shield and showed it back.
It's a "absolute protection" statement from there, so if this shield warrior was a single man close to his age with Mariella, Mariella could have gone cranky too.
The fact is that Mariella blushes slightly on her cheeks and nods with a coveted look like she met a legendary brave man. The Smart Shield Gentleman Grand Dollar of the Black Iron Transport Corps is just the same. This one is one of the strongest warriors in the true sense. There may also be no choice but for Mariela to speak aggressively.
"And you were surprised to learn that it was alchemists like me?
"Everyone, somehow, thought it might not be. It's not normal for Dr. Nielenberg to set up a clinic at a pharmacy."
"Normally, a pharmacist is called."
"Uh, I thought you were protecting Agwinas' maid."
"I'm more of a simple girl like Mariella."
"I didn't hear your taste."
The face of the Labyrinth Crusaders, who consolidate Mariella's surroundings, also soothes the conversation. It's a gentle concern to reassure Mariela. The injured are treated away from Mariella and are taken care not to make Mariella feel horrible when she is unfamiliar with the battle, but she still finds herself in Mariella's eyes with the appearance of an attacking blade-legged beast and the way she intercepts them with magic and ranged attacks. Because earlier Mariella, whose hands, no legs, were imminent in the vicinity of the attack, and who was no different than just a city daughter except for her alchemy abilities, was not comfortable on an unfamiliar battlefield.
Mariella's escort appeared to have been chosen for her defensive focus among Mariella and Sieg's facial acquaintances, who had come to treat her on the "Wood Leak Day," and she also seemed to relatively well accept that Mariella was an alchemist.
They are willing to defend Mariela even if they risk their lives because they fully understand the rarity of the potion and the importance of the alchemist. However, they had never touched anything called alchemy and barely had the knowledge themselves, as they had been dawning into battle since childhood because they had been blessed with combat skills.
So even if Mariella sees how she creates one manaposition after another without using any tools, she doesn't think that that's an advanced technique that can't even be a skilled alchemist in Imperial Capital.
People tend to judge people by their appearance, including their behavior and behavior. Especially in short-term relationships, people who are not truly noble or smart are often judged to be the ones who are just great at what they say and do.
Mariella is probably the best example of this. The potion she makes and the technology she uses, though rare, has been recognized as a common girl's object at altitude, and she has been treated as a "young lady around here who got caught up because of her rare abilities".
To put it bluntly, it's friendly, and Nori wants me to protect your neighbor's daughter.
As for Mariella, I would appreciate that kind of treatment, so she's making a potion at best, relieving tension in conversations with strong and gentle soldiers.
But there's about one guy who doesn't seem very funny.
Critical.
I'm not chewing on a handkerchief. Maybe Geracie is overflowing, but it's not Zeke's teeth that are making the critical noise, it's the squeezed bow.
Making a humming sound of the sky, he cleaves through the sky, and Sieg's unleashed arrow pierces the torso of the blade leg beast.
The precision and the distance to fly are exhausted by a word of boulder, but the torso to be targeted is like a mass of rock, and I don't see any organ or place that could be steep enough. The only way to defeat it is to sharpen a certain volume, so it won't be fatal enough to drill a few holes, and the volume by which a thin arrow can be sharpened because of how much magic you put on it is known.
In melee attacks, he uses a sword, and in melee attacks, he uses a bow. But he doesn't have shield skills, and even a special bow doesn't work well with his enemies to make the Red Dragon battle work.
The master calls out to Sieg, who shoots a bow with Bishibishi as he flickers at Mariela in a restless manner.
"Sieg, you're too jealous -. I can't believe the other guys told me they were gonna protect Mariela. But that's not true, Spirit Eye can't show its true value."
"Dear Fray, I..."
"You're not fighting alone, are you? You have your part to play."
"Okay, I'm here."
Ever since I participated in the Red Dragon Wars, I have felt that I have acted alongside the Black Iron Transport Corps and the Labyrinth Crusaders on the Wyburn and Ground Dragon hunts.
There are many strong men in this labyrinth city. Even Zeke has more than 10 A-rankers. With the greatest danger of an overgrown labyrinth, nearly half of the empire's high-ranking forces are thus gathered in this narrow labyrinth city. Even when I say the same A-rank, I simply can't get the advantage or the disadvantage because of the different abilities I have. No longer does it extend to Siege if it is a bow, but it is inferior to Leonhardt or Hargey with a sword, magically to Weishardt or Elmera, to Dick with a spear, and to the shield warrior who is now protecting Mariella in defense.
It is natural for people to differ in their mastery, and while it is normal in the Labyrinth Crusaders to make up for and challenge the hierarchical lords after grasping each trait, the fact that there are a lot of people with abilities beyond their reach made them seem useless and weak for Sieg, who has only acted as a one-man or in small numbers since childhood.
Of course, my head knows that the right materials and my abilities are well worth it. But my feelings don't follow me.
"I don't understand. Your problem isn't because you're losing to someone with some ability. I can't help but say this. It's a little early, but just fine. Come on, I'll teach you how to use the Spirit Eye. We don't have much time."
Saying so, Frazija, the wise man of flame disaster, as Mariela's master, laughed and invited Siegmund to come.