The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story

The dust fluttered and roared.

Lord Ancestor's attack magic was intense, but his hits were not guaranteed. The orbit of the magic that was released could be distorted by interference even from the ancestors.

The Gulfis and McNeiss factions, each of their ancestors, twist the trajectory of a variety of flying attacks to avoid a direct hit. The violence unleashed by the two ancestors scattered across the earth and scattered across the heavens.

The front line of sight is almost zero. Both armies were wrapped in dust that could no longer be seen even a few meters away.

Garphis moves on.

The distance between the ancestors was rapidly approaching, and I could no longer afford to induce the attacking magic. Unable to warp its trajectory enough, some McNeiss soldiers were engulfed in explosive flames, and the servants running behind the Garfis team were chopped to pieces with invisible blades.

Garphis rolls.

It aimed at the head of the main ancestor, relying only on the five senses enhanced by magic and the detection magic response. It was a barbarism that I had long forgotten since I was an adult. The courage of the younger days was now resurfacing vividly in Gulfis.

Garphis laughs.

Even before a violent attack, its speed never falls. I even felt nostalgia for killing my skin like it was tingling.

The battlefield was where the Red Devils lived. There can be no hesitation there.

And Garphis roared.

Koldenze and Spiazek's residential grievances finally met.

"Get lost!! Voystraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!"

"This stupid thing!!"

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Intense battles began and ended ahead.

It seemed like the battle was going on, but there was no more tapping like hitting the sky. I think the battle between my ancestors has been settled.

"Is your grandfather safe!?"

The dust was too heavy to visually confirm the situation.

A small number of units led by my grandfather clashed with the last unit of the McNeiss main unit, which was confirmed by detection magic. However, it is not possible to identify individuals.

"......! Which one?!"

There was a response from the main ancestor to the detection magic that was activated. Perhaps they were blown apart by the impact between them, and the two reactions had a distance of several tens of meters. And neither of them showed signs of movement.

"Young man! Please calm down!"

The enchanted voice of the First Officer echoed in my ears.

We won't be able to rescue you in time!!

Each of the ancestors who did not show movement was gathered together with his ancestors. Whether you're a Koldenze warlord trying to protect your grandfather or a Spiazek warlord trying to chase him down, you won't be able to recognize him with your detection magic.

Either way, it's impossible to get there from where I am. You'll never make it.

"There is a solution!" It's something that only young people can do!! "

"... All right! I'll do what I have to do!!"

When I agreed, the First Officer raised his voice to the soldiers.

"All armies charge!!! The enemy general has fallen!! Our victory will no longer be shaken!!! Ransack the enemy!!!"

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!!!!"

We're losing a lot of troops, but this is the main ancestral army. Now that McNice isn't moving, we can fight unilaterally. If the McNeiss Army is to stop our quick advance, we need to allocate ancestral soldiers to the front. It should help my grandfathers in the back... "the First Officer explained quickly. Thanks.

Move on!!

Collide with the front lines of the enemy forces. Interestingly, the enemy soldiers were blown away.

A McNeiss soldier with only ancestral level physical enhancements won't be defeated by a soldier with my reinforcements.

"Proceed toward victory!!!"

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Garfis, who had fallen from his horse, was trying to stand up with his cane against the Lord's ancestor.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...!"...... Voi, Sto...... La......!... nuuuu!? "

But that body doesn't have the strength. Garphis put one knee on the ground as it was.

Protect the General!!

A group of Gulfis' Kwaldenze warlords rushed up to play the attacking magic of their ancestors unleashed from Spiazek's side.

"Gu...!! Nnu, it's sloppy...!!"

It was a great opportunity to kill enemies. If you're a well-behaved ancestor fighting an army in an orderly fashion, then McNeiss hasn't had the experience of fighting a muddy ancestor in a chaotic war. If Garfis had been in this position, it would have been as hard to take down McNeiss as it was in the previous collision.

However, even if I was able to recover from my Magic Dysfunction, not everything would recover. The fatigue that had accumulated in the body that had lost its magic power, and the negative effects that continued to be felt by the wave of murder, were greater than Garfis's imagination, and he could not make the movement depicted on his head.

It was the worst miscalculation.

"Nhhh...!? Ugh, guguuuuu!!!"

Garphis lifted his voice and laid his knees on the ground.

General!?

To cast healing magic, several Koldenze Musketeers rushed over. One of them notices the presence of Garphis's shield rolling a little further away. The shield, which was made of materials that insulated it from magical power, was inextricably decayed.

I'm sure you like it!!

Garphis' body was terrible again. The armor in the part that could not prevent the attack magic was corroded and worn out, and the exposed skin was severely damaged. It was clear to everyone that the murderous intent of the Lord's ancestors was deeply engraved in his body.

Even if the warlords heal their wounds with magic, Garfis can't stand up. The scream was suppressed, but from the depths of his throat, the unspoken sound of bitterness sounded like a rumbling on the ground.

"What do you mean..."

One of the martial arts officers took a breath in the reality that the effects of the remnants of magic had already become apparent, and another martial arts officer grabbed the other side of the dust with angry eyes.

Beyond the Vale of Dust was McNiss.

"Milord!!"

He has also fallen on his horse in the impact of the collision and is on the ground. I was also using my weapon against my ancestors like a wand and trying to get up somehow.

However, the next moment, McNiss felt an intense pain in her body.

"...!?"

Armed Officer Špiazek rushed to support his husband, who was about to fall.

Instant death was avoided due to Garfis' illness, but McNeiss's damage was also severe. In particular, the left arm that was protruding forward during the collision was in a state of burning from the elbow.

"Please don't move, please heal me first!!"

However, McNiss stretched her right arm toward Garfith as she waved away her voice.

"Let's take down Garfis...!!" Now... kill me here!! "

The magical battle between the soldiers of the ancestors has begun again, so there is no sign of the rising dust fading. However, McNeiss saw it with her own eyes as soon as she arrived immediately after the collision. The figure of Garphis lying on the ground.

Considering the situation, the Spiazeke side was superior. McNeiss decides we should keep pursuing them here.

At that time, the roar and screams rose simultaneously in front of the McNeiss army.

"It's a Wilk army charge from the front!!"

Everyone knew that the intense battle, no, the devastation had begun, although it could not be confirmed from McNice's position.

"At a time like this...!"

The main ancestor-enhanced soldiers and the ancestor-enhanced soldiers have no chance against the latter. Not to mention the unusual amount of Wilk's magic power, it was easy to imagine that the difference in strength would be even wider.

"I'll strengthen my soldiers...!!" Stop it...!! "

After all, when he defeated Garfis here and now, McNiss manipulated the magic in his body to strengthen the frontline soldiers.

However, I was not able to emit any physical strengthening magic.

"... ahhh!... kuahh... uuu...!!"

McNiss shouted at the unexpected intensity of the pain. It was as if the whole body's blood turned into a sharp blade and shaved itself. It was an unbearable pain that could be pulled from consciousness to consciousness.

It was Spiazek, who supported McNeiss's body, who realized that it was not merely a result of injury. Because it touched my skin directly, I could feel the magical power of abnormal noise.

Shit, that's a lot of magic leftovers!!

Garphis' body was not perfect, but his spirit had reached its peak in a sense. It is an abomination.

Garphis was more angry than ever. To Kindoroa, to McNish, to the Spiazek army, and above all to myself, who has lost his magic power. The anger that continued to circulate around my heart turned into a mad grudge.

Although the special blow did not hit, its extreme murderous intent eroded McNice's flesh with horrific momentum.

"I-It's... magic power, remnants... and...!?"

McNiss knew about the magic remnants. He has met those who continue to suffer from the physical handicap it brings, and he has seen those who have lost their sanity at the end of their misery. However, it was the first time to actually experience it in person. His expression is distorted by the unknown pain that scrapes off his soul.

"...... but I can't just... fall... I can't... cum...!"

With the support of the warlords, McNiss prepared for the pain and began to practice her magic power. I couldn't afford to activate my detection magic to find out where it was. It was a wide range of incinerating magic aimed at the entire direction of Garphis.

Although the activation was successful, the movement was far from what McNeiss had imagined, and it flew to a different place. Some of the McNis soldiers screamed.

"Milord!! It's ridiculous!!"

The martial artist's voice could not reach McNeiss's ears. I didn't mean to ignore it, I was doing my best to withstand the pain of activation.

Your breathing is rough, you can't even raise your arms on your own, and the power applied to the martial arts officers who support you is getting heavier. It's no longer easy to stand on my own. I couldn't afford a second strike.

The warlords layered healing magic hard and waited for McNice to calm down. Meanwhile, McNis soldiers were scattered on the front line. We're running out of time.

"... ahh... hah... Kikkoman... in time...?"

McNiss asks with a single hope, but the martial artist denies it.

"... yes, I see..."

McNiss closed her eyes slowly.

As the head of the Spiazek family, he made a big decision.

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"Enemy forces have begun to retreat!"

The McNeiss army has begun to move.

My grandfather and Magnus were surrounded by a magical reaction that seemed to be an ancestral soldier. It feels like a formation that prioritizes the escort of the Lord's ancestors over the skirmish between their ancestors. Apparently, they prioritized retreat over settlement here.

So, how do we move?

“We should minimally obstruct the retreat, mainly by pursuing.”

It is a very passive proposal. Recently, my ancestor's attack magic was unleashed only once in a strange place, but I wonder if he was vigilant about it. I don't know if my grandfather or McNice let me go.

Why?

"We must protect the General."

My grandfather is likely to be taking a lot of damage, so the first priority, the First Officer says, is to rendezvous with him and heal him. The healing effect of the ancestor and the healing of the ancestor is different.

In addition, the Engineering and Numbonan soldiers were already moving with their own energy. I don't know when that thread of tension will break, so it's dangerous to be reckless anymore. If you are pursuing an enemy, you will be able to strike him in the back, so it is relatively safe to cut him down.

"Okay, we'll proceed according to that policy."

I've said a lot, but I think it's the attributes of a Musketeer who wants to prioritize protection over crusade. I felt more confused to disagree here.

As we begin our retreat, we strive for a place with a magical response that looks like our grandfather's while we take control of the McNeiss army several times.

Young man!!

My grandfather's warlord was thinking of joining me. They carried their grandfather so that he could also take on the role of the rice bowl.

Grandpa!

"The residual magic power is serious!" I will heal you as soon as possible!! Young Master!! "

There is no trauma. The warlords must have been cured by healing magic. However, the residual magic power was an invisible wound. I activated all my healing magic and devoted myself to healing my grandfather.

"Grandfather, are you okay?" Can you hear me? "

Healing magic is a magic that returns the injured or ill body to a normal state. The surface shallow remnants of magic could be removed early, but no matter how deeply engraved the remnants were, they could not be removed. I don't think it's a question of too much magic power, it's the limitations of the healing magic mechanism itself.

I don't know how much attack magic my grandfather had on him because he wasn't traumatized. However, from the fact that the armor was broken everywhere, it was only obvious that it was close to a direct hit.

”Hmm...... Wi, Luuku...... Ahh...... the pain...... pulled......”

When my grandfather realized I existed, he tried to raise his arm and lowered it. Could it be that my fingertips were trembling because of the magic residue? The customer said that the pain was relieved, but she can't swallow it very much.

When I tried to activate healing magic again, my grandfather looked at me harshly.

"I don't need it...! I don't need it...!" That power...... Vo...... Sura......!! "

There's nothing you can do that won't heal you. Just activating healing magic is a waste of time. My grandfather insists that if you have the time and magic, you hit the enemy. Even though it's a voice that's about to vanish, only the firmness of your will is strongly conveyed.

According to the martial arts officers who were attached to my grandfather, McNeiss also took a lot of damage. It seemed that McNiss had unleashed the Norkon's attack magic.

Got it.

That's where I come up with one idea. I need to think about what's best for the upcoming House of Qualdenze and how to secure my interests in it.

"... please leave my grandfather."

So, let's insure it.

I'll take over from here.

As expected, my grandfather nodded tinyly as he understood that he could only be a part of it. After confirming that, I saw the warlords.

"Lower your grandfather to Rishleaf Castle." The rest of the Martial Officers will join my unit. From now on, we will launch a pursuit. "

Hah!

The riding martial artist takes care of his grandfather and leaves with some of the paternal martial artists needed to escort him. Is it so painful that my grandfather tried his best to narrow down the phrase "I left it to you" when he broke up.

"Did you get your grandfather back and be all right?" After returning to Rishleaf Castle, it just got worse...... Oh, my God. "

As you reorganize your troops, you ask your lieutenant as you look behind your grandfathers as they move further away.

I'm fine now.

Then I wanted to ask what was going on, but I kept my mouth shut. I don't know what to tell you.

The topic about my grandfather's condition was cut out early, and I confirmed my knowledge of pursuit.

The target is the ancestral soldier.

The First Officer is absolutely sure.

Spiazek's ancestors will be prepared to sacrifice themselves in order to defend their wounded McNeiss. Otherwise, it would be difficult to prevent the Lord's ancestors from attacking.

"I'll mow it. We can weaken the Spiazek family all at once.”

I tend to forget because my grandfather is always on the front line, but when it comes to warfare in Elio, my ancestors are usually the main protagonists. In addition, the ancestors were also active in the territory management. The more you reduce here, the easier it will be later on in a variety of ways.

"You pretend to target enemy generals and cut down subordinates." I understand, so go ahead. "

Accept the Lieutenant's offer, and I'll lead the rushed instant squad behind me.

Follow the retreating McNeiss forces to the rear. I tried several times to emit offensive magic and incite the soldiers to attack.

"... the enemy is too hard!"

But the bite was harder than I thought. The First Officer seemed unexpected and puzzled.

"This is..."

The last soldier had a very strong physical strengthening magic. There were signs of the Lord's ancestors in the detection magic. Apparently, McNeiss herself was struggling in the rear of the unit.

If you activate the targeted main ancestor enhancement from close range, you will be able to complete quite a few formidable soldiers. I felt a strong desire to reduce the number of my ancestors.

"Can we use the soldiers we left behind to intercept them?" Now that McNiss is focused on the back, the front shouldn't be much of an enhancement. ”

The Kindlore soldier who lost his will in the previous battle was left at the scene. It is a good position to intercept the fleeing McNeiss forces. Some of the Koldenze warlords have been left behind for control, so we may be able to mobilize them as a unit.

The lieutenant quietly denies having such an idea.

No, we're doing everything we can to contain that ruined soldier.

He says our warlords are working hard to keep the Kindlore soldiers from joining the McNeiss army by mistake. As a soldier, it seemed impractical to maneuver properly.

"Besides...."

Exactly when the lieutenant said something, there was movement in the McNeiss army. The army separated in front of us from the army behind us. And as the lizard cuts its tail, the rear unit puts its foot in the ground, and the forward unit leaves the front line.

I thought it was a mistake, and I swung my consciousness back towards physical strengthening magic.

No way.

The lieutenant's words were my thoughts.

The rest of the stranded troops were left with McNeiss, who was supposed to be a general.

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The McNeiss Army broke up with McNeiss, who was stranded, and Spiazeik, who was trying to break away from the front. The former includes a small number of ancestors, while the latter includes a large number of ancestors.

"Milord! Enough strengthening already!!! Please unlock it!!"

The scream-like appeal of Martial Officer Shpiazeik echoed to the McNis Brigade.

My master, who is still activating his Physical Reinforcement Magic while enduring the fierce pain of the Remnants of Magic, cannot respond to that voice. I can't afford to respond. I just kept moving my magic power while breathing on my shoulders.

"... hah... hah...!... hah...!............!"

The McNeiss team arrived at a small defense post. It was one of the smaller bases built by the Quoldenze army when they were advancing from Ryshleaf Castle. This facility was abandoned when Gulfis developed a magic defect and withdrew from the frontline. Since the beginning of Operation Ryishleaf, the Spiazek army has been in the supply depot.

"The enemy has changed the objective to ours..."

The Wilk team begins to deploy around the base. In preparation for the assault, the McNeiss team also established a defensive position inside the base.

”... I see...”

The Wilk team dropped off the retreating Spiazek team and targeted the McNice team that was based in the base.

McNiss was relieved that it was on target, but the officers' expressions became uniformly harsh.

"Cut out the reinforcement... instead..."

In order to match McNeiss's words, the deployed Warlord Spiazek activated his Physical Enhancement Magic. It's a magic technique that helps relieve a little of the shock associated with a magical extermination.

"Now, for a while... buy some time... uuuu!"

The warlords had a painful look when they saw their masters stretching their bodies and distorting their faces.

"...... because of Spiazek......"

The Lord's responsibility must be fulfilled, and Machnis murmured so heavily in heaven. In time, blacker, darker clouds piled up there.

"Milord, heal me."

McNeiss refused the offer of the martial artist by moving her neck lightly. He was mentally exhausted enough to be annoyed even by moving his arm.

"Prepare for the enemy..."

"...... Hah!"

The McNeiss Corps has few servants, so they can't afford to cast healing magic. There was an urgent need to fortify the defenses.

"... uuuu...!"

After receiving healing magic before retreating, it was in a somewhat good state. But I got better. McNeiss was pessimistic that this would not ease in the future.

"...... this is good...... this is good......"

Even the defeated army is targeted. While suffering from the remnants of magic, I couldn't even consider how many Ancestral Soldiers I would lose if I tried to protect my master. It could be predicted by McNeith that the Quoldenze side would move aggressively to wipe out their ancestors in order to advance in the battle ahead. Given the loss of many ancestors in the Battle of Nambonan at the beginning of the year, any further losses must be avoided.

That's why McNiss decided. I had to make up my mind to protect the Spiazek family.

"Milord..."

The Lord's ancestor throws away the stone in order to escape his ancestors. It was an answer that was never a choice for those who served the nobles. Even if, in the future, there was a presence that could not be activated due to magic residue, no one under his command could make a judgment that would drive the owner of the noble family to the dead.

It was because McNiss understood it that she pushed through her will to be tough. If he was lost, his men would have done everything in their power to protect him.

But I couldn't spare it. To fulfill her responsibilities as principal, McNeiss gave the most severe orders to both the runaway and the rest of us, at her own risk.

There was no one who could oppose the intention.

"It looks like the enemy soldiers are exhausted." There's no sign of a serious attack. ”

McNiss breathed out in relief at the report of the Musketeer.

If you want to take on the current McNeiss army, it's safer to encircle them, crush them, and finally crush them in a crushing formation. If there is a decent Musketeer around Wilk, a forced breakthrough that could expose the Lord's ancestors to attack magic would definitely be opposed first. McNiss activated his Physical Reinforcement Magic at the back of the unit when he retreated. It was also an appeal that there was still enough power left to activate the magic after the castle.

"Hmph..."

It was as expected, but now it's confirmed that this place is dead. McNiss stares at those who chose to disperse with her master.

"I command you... that Spiazek... end up here..."

The orders were not wavering at all from the warlords of Spiazeke.

Hah!

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"While enemies are brilliant..."

The lieutenant is quietly admiring. The gaze was directed toward McNis' upright mini base.

No, not just the First Officer. Most of the surrounding Koldenze warlords had similar emotions. Even though it's in the middle of a battle, it's even creating a tingly atmosphere somewhere.

According to the warlords, McNeith decided to die here.

We must sacrifice many of our ancestors if McNis is to return to Ossellia alive. The worse we can do, the worse it will take to wipe out the Spiazek army's ancestors. Even if McNeiss survives, the future will be infinitely darker.

McNeiss sacrificed himself to protect the Spiazek family and preserve the area around the ancestral city of Otheloria.

If Kindoroa and McNice are killed in battle, the destruction of the Spiazek family will be a matter of seconds. Some prominent aristocrats may then be wary of the expansion of the Quoldenze family and reach out to the Spiazek family. Only a Romulan family is left, so there will be others who will think of something unexpected. And even if Quordenze were to take down the city of Othelloria before there was any more interference, it would buy a lot of time if there were enough of them left.

McNeiss' idea of making even his own death a diplomatic card to protect the house may be the ideal of the nobleman.

"Don't just be alarmed." I missed my knights and my ancestors, so McNeeth needs to be taken care of here. ”

Retreating troops full of ancestors were quick to maneuver. Instead of pursuing them, the lieutenant told me that I was sure to get the results of the battle by aiming at the remaining McNice, so the castle battle began. We can't afford to fail.

Hah!

One of the martial arts officers murmured with a strange face, responding with a firm readiness. The feelings seemed to be the same, and they never lost sight of each other.

Swap the exhausted soldiers!

"Stay alert for reinforcements!" Contact the city of Maigiorde! "

"Keep attacking! Don't let him rest!"

"If we don't get soldiers from the field... send a message!"

Active instructions from the warlords fluttered. In that case, I had a light break.

It was time to surround the enemy units with mini bases and weaken them. Ever since I arrived at the castle, McNice hasn't been on a business trip, so I don't have a job. With an overwhelming number of ancestors, our troops only wrestle across the Yokohama Range.

Without a moment's notice, we hunted down the Castle Squad led by McNeith.

"Young man, please be careful." It's almost time for the enemy soldiers to reach their lower limit. There is a possibility that they will strike at one or eight of them. "

If they don't show up, we'll continue to reduce the enemy soldiers, expand the crushing formation, and defeat McNice. The Musketeer said that if you think about buying time, you can think about choosing you.

"Prepare for an enemy attack."

After a light stretch, I'm ready for combat.

It looks like Spiazek's reinforcements aren't coming, so we should be able to crush them and win.

When I suddenly looked up at the sky, it was completely covered with thick clouds.

When I looked at the weather was about to collapse, something hit my face. It seems to be raining.

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The defensive base has finally reached its final mountainous location.

McNeiss sits silently in front of the few remaining martial arts officers.

We'll launch a general strike.

McNiss nodded quietly to the martial artist's voice.

The McNeiss Corps was no longer in a state of ruin. Instead of sitting here and waiting for death, they decided it was time to die, thinking that they would gain more time if they stormed in and resisted.

I'll leave the rest to the princess.

After the death of Spiazek Velet, Romillier was appointed as the next president. If McNeith is strangled here, he will automatically become the principal.

”... that's a very sensitive child... you can move... well...”

By participating in the royal capital's social activities with McNeiss, the kingdom has been able to carry some information. He thought that he could use the element of "the Spiazek family who lost their previous and current owners and were in a predicament" to agitate the nobility of the Zinker-En Empire and the Levios Kingdom. As a princess of the Spiazek family, I am educating myself not to be embarrassed.

"At the very least... have you fulfilled your responsibilities...?"

It's almost impossible for the Wilk Squad to catch up with the Spiazek Squad from now on. Ancestors who were able to retreat will be able to help the Romulans in the future. At the very least, I want you to protect the city of Othelloia, and McNeiss wished for it.

Sigh, and McNiss regains her breath.

Even though the battlefield was rattled, his role as the head of the Spiazek family was terminated. When that happens, the only person left is Spiazek McNiss.

"Qualdenze"

The voice of McNice was gruesomely cold. All the warlords are in awe.

"Milord...?"

With words, the lid opened. It's the emotional lid that McNiss has been closing all this time to act as the owner of the Spiazek family.

A vortex of resentment resurfaced in McNeiss as the hatred for Qualdenze Wilk, who killed his beloved son Veret and his esteemed father Kindoroa, was held back.

"Qualdenze...!!"

It was permissible to act as a single human being by reaching the place of death. He was allowed to hate his enemies as much as he hated his emotions.

McNiss shouted as she released all her depressed thoughts.

"I'm going to kill you right now, boy...!"

Even the painful sensation was so intense that magic gushed up from McNiss' entire body.

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“What happened!?”

All I had to do was crush them in a crushing formation, and all of a sudden, the situation changed rapidly.

McNeiss, who emerged from a mini base, is rampaging around pretending to be him.

"What magic power... I can't believe it!"

Some of the soldiers in front of him were swallowed up by McNeeth's blazing flame and disappeared. Most of them were re-used by the Spiazek Militia, so it won't hurt much, but it's not like I can look at them for a long time.

"Hold the forbidden weapon!! Rapidly disrupt the activation!!"

"There are still ancestral soldiers on the enemy side!!" Let's fight first!! "

The warlords gave new instructions one after the other.

The Forbidden Weapon Squad was trying to disrupt the activation of the Attack Magic, but it didn't seem to be working very well. The First Officer muttered when he saw what was happening.

"The scale of the magic has risen to the wrong level." this is..... "

I was aware of the phenomenon.

Sikinaon Rosé's stupidity.

Human beings with magic power rarely emit very strong magic power when life is at stake. It must be like a foolishness in a fire.

Captured during Operation Snake Fang, Rosé was able to surpass his previous magic power with this idiot power mode. I think that it happened accidentally due to the combination of strong resentment against the Qoldenze family and the desperate situation.

Considering that, it is sufficient to think that McNis may have developed a similar psychological state. I told the lieutenant what I thought, and I nodded to give him my consent.

"Probably the same thing this time. If we can deliberately reach this transcendent state, we should be doing it from the beginning.”

Is that what this is about? The First Officer keeps trying to answer my questions.

There are only a few enemy ancestors left, but if you don't protect them, you can crush them.

It wasn't easy to defeat the overwhelming number of enchanted ancestors alone. The lieutenant says it doesn't make sense if you don't go into idiot power mode while you have a lot of subordinate servants.

While we were talking, McNeith released a very powerful attack, but the jamming and interference no longer hit us.

"I can't keep pushing it off. Let's just wait for it to run out.”

However, as it is extremely dangerous in close quarters, I need to be prepared to withdraw at any time. McNiss is obviously targeting me.

"Quoldenze Wilk!! Are you cowardly!?"

It was McNeith's fury. It seemed to be casting all its magic power against the loudening magic, and even the rain clouds were loud enough to vanish. I can't imagine it from the rational standing behavior I saw in the capital.

"Young man, don't be a provocation."

"I know. Can you deal with such a dangerous person?"

I don't have a way to be safe right now. Unexpected personnel with mana crystals are on standby in case reinforcements arrive from Spiazek's side. I didn't have the heroicness to face Tyman directly in such a situation.

McNeiss is approaching me, so I got on a horse and moved. The circle of siege moves as I move.

As if there was blood on her head, McNice began to emit attack magic as soon as she saw it.

"Are you frightened!?" Dwarf earthworms!! "

McNiss was dragging one leg as she continued to speak cursed words. It was possible that a physical handicap caused by a magic residue had become apparent.

I ran around every time McNeiss was approached and waited for my warlords to reduce their forces.

There are only three servants left.

The lieutenant tells me lightly. It seemed like the time had come for Spiazeke's ancestors to run out.

While you're watching, you'll be beaten up by one person and another. The last one was scattered by the attack magic unleashed by Koldenze's warlords.

"Hah...! Haha...! Quor... dente...!!"

The last thing left was McNice.

It no longer seems to be moving with energy alone. I had barely walked since before, but I couldn't stop the attacking magic full of murderous intent.

Even though Rosé's foolishness mode was almost over, McNice had been around for a long time. If you don't break your heart, you may not fall.

Set up forbidden weapon!!

Soldiers are deployed in a circular motion with a radius of about 100 meters, centered on McNeiss. A wide range of oppression formations was established, and at the same time a powerful magic disruption was activated.

"Attack unit, let go!!"

Ancestors who are not part of the killing formation activate Attack Magic to target McNice.

McNis, who was under active disturbance, seemed to struggle to interfere with his ancestor's magic, and he managed to do so from a very close distance.

I didn't think I could keep the amount of attacks emitted from all directions. It looked like she was about to be shot.

"We will continue to attack and disable it." Originally, this is a scene that young people will discuss, but the ancestors of the transcendent state are too dangerous. Please forgive me. "

McNiss desperately prevented the Attack Magic of his ancestors. Unbearable screams and provocations disappeared at some point, and only the powerful roar of McNiss, which stirred herself up, resounded high on the battlefield.

Is it to buy some time to escape the ancestors we missed earlier, or is it just the owner's idea? The Quoldenze side was also attacking the eagerness that would never break.

The ground is getting muddy because of the rain that is getting stronger and stronger.

While dragging her legs and tumbling over and over and dyeing her armor and cloak in mud, McNiss stood up tirelessly and persevered.

"... so miserable."

I accidentally let it out of my mouth. It is not a word that mocked the figure of McNice scratching her to death. It was like a grudge against the Quoldenze side.

"... there's nothing we can do to win." Please endure it. "

That's all the First Officer said. I'm not saying who's pathetic. Perhaps the First Officer felt this situation was bad for his chest.

This stingy lynching is the punishment for those who come to battle ready to die to protect their homes. Too badly dressed.

A number of Spiazek militiamen have also seen this battle. Isn't such an outcome too subtle?

The heat on the battlefield was cooled by the rain, and it was like an overnight atmosphere.

I think it's okay to keep winning.

Now that the complete crushing formation is complete, McNiss won't be able to properly activate his attack magic. Even if it's a foolish mode, I'm sure I can get ahead of it.

Besides, McNiss is standing with only her energy now. Then there was only one idea. I don't know if it's going to work.

"Hold the spear."

After a short instruction, the lieutenant stared at me.

"Young Master!?"

"I'll finish it."

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The rain only gained momentum.

Dirty by the mud and rain, McNiss was a little calm.

My hands and feet don't move satisfactorily anymore. Only magic power continued to emit an amount that exceeded the limit, but McNiss herself understood that it was gradually becoming unstable.

"... came out......"

I had a feeling that the attack by Musketeer Qoldenze had stopped unnaturally.

A boy walks toward the center of the crushing formation. The strange and footsteps of the heavy rain often reached McNeiss's ears. The memories of the encounter in the capital were new.

"Kuoru...... Den, Ze...... Wilk......"

In his hand was a spear of forbidden weapons.

"Spiazek McNiss"

It was a strange call for courage in the battle and arrogance in the conviction of victory.

Wilk's voice was by no means loud, but it echoed well in the silence.

"There's one thing I want to ask you."

McNiss was interested in the words and responded silently. Wilk suspects that he's being prompted to go ahead.

"I hear that the assassination of my uncle, Koldenze Gardakr, was carried out by the Spiazek family. Is that true?"

Only the sound of rain hitting the ground was heard well.

"...... to me...... to Spiazeke, to hear that......"

McNeiss didn't expect the avenger to ask such a question. Inadvertently, a stunned voice came out.

“There will be no more opportunities like this. I wanted to talk to you about it."

It was the heart of Wilk. It is not just misery that has come forward on purpose.

There's no better chance of talking to McNeiss without Luke, Garfis, or the men who serve Queldenze. This was the first and last time I thought about defeating McNice here.

"Listen to that... what are you going to do..."

Thank you very much.

Wilk made it clear that he was not suspicious of the Qualdenze family, or distrustful of his father or grandfather, but just wanted to satisfy his intellectual curiosity.

"The House of Spiazek has harmed the House of Koldenze, and we have retaliated against it... This assumption remains unchanged, regardless of the truth Spiazek tells us."

Wilk has no strong hatred for the Spiazek family. McNiss was made to understand it strongly. It wasn't to establish resentment, it was just a pure desire to know the truth.

However, at the same time, I understood that Wilk had no hesitation in destroying the Spiazek family. He decides that an easy nostalgia would be counterproductive.

In the presence of people with qualities completely different from those of Luke and Garfis, McNiss was once again regaining his reason as a principal.

"... we're not..."

The official view of the Spiazeke family remained unchanged.

"...... but... let me give you one piece of advice......"

Wilk will continue to push on to conquer the city of Otheloria, which McNeiss had anticipated. Then what should I say as the head of the Spiazek family? How should I protect my home?

After some thought, McNeith decided to give him one truth.

"Alpeo..."

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Alpeo?

Speaking of Alpeo, the Alpeo region. It is directly under the Zinker-En Empire.

But here, the idiot honestly says, "Could the Emperor's family be the real culprit?" It's stupid to ask back. "It is such as to give a clearance to attach.

You mean the remnants of the House of Friaeles?

That is why I decided to reply by interpreting it as referring to the Duchy of Alpeo.

In fact, my father said that the man who murdered my uncle was an Alpeo nobleman. They said it was the Spiazeiks who hid them and instigated them.

The biggest barrier to Zinker-En-Di's strategy in the Alpeo region is the presence of the Friaeres family.

During the turbulent era, after protracted strife, the Spiazeiks and Friaeres emerged as two major forces in the western part of the continent. The former dominated the Voistra Plains and founded the Voistra Kingdom, while the latter proclaimed the establishment of the Duchy of Alpeo as the ally of the Alpeo region. In the end, Emperor Zinker-En was able to beat both of them to build the Zinker-En Empire.

The House of Spiazek remained, but the House of Friares perished. That's all, Julia Erez's grudge was deep.

The Salif unrest in the Imperial Capital was mainly caused by the remnants of the Alpeo nobility, but at its heart were the people of the Friares family.

Of course, the resentment was also in favour of the Qordenze family. After all, it was my grandmother who scratched the Alpeo region every now and then. It was not strange that Zinker-En-Emperor was more disgusted than I was.

If McNeez says that the Furiaeres planned and executed the assassination of their uncle, I thought it was quite a credible story.

"It's nothing like Friaeles......"

He continues in a heavy tone.

"... possessed by Alpeo... that's the old blood..."

And McNiss shut her mouth, saying that she had nothing more to say.

Giving me some information will probably help the Spiazek family. Regardless of the amount of magic power, as a single aristocrat, I don't think I can beat McNeiss. It is dangerous to be swayed by these words.

"...... That's the end of the story."

I grip the spear hard and activate the greatest physical strengthening magic on myself.

McNis tried to manipulate the magic power against us, but it didn't work. I can't feel the movement of magic power from McNice's right arm. The only cause of this would be not only the effect of the Crushing Formation's Active Disruption. Just as broken-hearted Rosé succumbed, the conversation with me had cut McNiss's thread of tension into pieces.

Maintaining extreme conditions is not easy. The chatting maneuver to distract was brilliant.

”Haaaaaa!!!”

One or two steps with strengthened legs. Running out like a bounce.

I pulled out my spear and pushed forward with the strength of my torso. The aim is the heart.

Do your best to make the final step.

"Ughh...!!!"

The spear pierced McNice's chest and heart.

I pierced my spear deep enough to pierce my back, but I couldn't handle it much. McNice's body, which boasted such magic power, was weak as if it had withered to death. I could only feel the residual sway from the spear when I was in idiot power mode.

"............ Mofu......"

It seems that they still have breath. McNiss, who was facing down, slowly raised her face and looked at us. In order not to be struck back, I used my spear to release an active distraction into McNeiss's body.

McNiss spat blood and moved her dirty lips slowly, but she didn't resist. They will run out of strength.

"Oooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"It's a young man's victory!!!!!!!"

You hear a loud cheer. Combined with the sound of increasing rain, the surroundings were surrounded by roaring sounds.

"...... Smell............ Ke......"

Thanks to being close enough to be connected by a spear, I could hear McNice's voice. I feel a definite intention in my eyes to look at this.

"... Romi...... Ri...... E...... I know...... I......"

Perhaps this is how they wanted to approach us. McNiss, losing her vitality, moved her mouth without waiting for my reaction.

"...... Beast...... No...... Ste...... Ta......"

Your voice is low and you can't hear some of the noise around you. I rushed to magically strengthen my hearing and try to hear McNiss's last words.

But by the time it was ready, his lips had stopped moving.

Young man!!

How are you?!

Please heal me immediately!

When the warlords rushed in, McNeth was completely desperate.

The body is still standing, because it is still pierced through the chest. Heavily weighed on his spear. However, I didn't really want to throw a man to the ground who was desperate for the survival of the Spiazek family until the end.

"... the remains of the head of the Spiazek family. Be polite."

With the help of a military officer, I pull the spear from McNeiss.

When the spear stained with Spiazeke's blood was placed in the heavens, the sound of the soldiers became even louder. I can feel the trembling and the air trembling.

"Young man! It's a great victory!!"

I wasn't particularly attacked, but I was casting healing magic. Looking at the impressed martial arts officers, I think about it.

McNeiss was thinking about the future. Do I have time to be victorious here?

The answer is no. There is no doubt that aristocratic diplomacy will become a major factor in the future, not just in simple military battles. As a Qualdenze family, you have to get rid of the city of Othelloria before there's too much interference.

I still have little experience in aristocratic diplomacy, and I am not strong enough to match McNeiss' schemes. The only thing we can do is move faster on the battlefield. But on that point, I may be able to exceed McNeiss's expectations.

We can only move fast, so we should move fast.

And now, in my head, there was a last resort.

I don't think it will hurt so much if I fail. If it doesn't seem good, just cut it off and stop it.

"Gather the mobile soldiers." As soon as the army is ready to regroup, we will begin our march. "

"Young Master!?"

"The snake's jaw remains open." Closing this will put an end to all battles. "

I turned my forbidden weapon south, a spear wet with McNice's blood and rain.

"Crushing Othellolia"