The Peerless Kobold (WN)

When the black-and-white-haired Cobolt spear soldiers were fighting the Goblin hunting cavalry to the death, the archers and parted guerrilla sorcerers were also led by the young Elder Cobolt to the left wing.

They hide the signs and look at the situation on the battlefield from the shade a little further away.

(Shh, that's disgusting... Shiro's guy, he's getting pushed!)

Originally, given that the White Fuwako Bolts are not up to contention, they are fighting well... but they are bad opponents.

(Plus, it's getting stronger...)

At the end of my gaze, the twin swordsmen of the Little Ghost clan, who one day were closer to humans than they had seen, peering at two horns from their long grey white hair, were wielding fierceness.

"Gi, guzza zetras! Gurn!!

(Ha, my aim is sweet! Dog!!) "

Against an iron spear protruded against his abdomen, the double-swordsman goblin leaves his left foot obliquely rearward, half-body, and further folds his right foot forward to fill the distance to the edge of the sword.

"Waffy!? (What?!?)"

Pushing out a black and white cobolt that flies back and forth, the twin swordsmen of the Little Ghost clan flash their murder blades and rip their throats open.

"Kaha, wu, wu......"

"WALGAOOOOOOOO! GALGAOOOOOOO!!

I won't let you die! Here is the healing of the earth!!) "

Immediately Ciro unfolds healing magic to block the wounds, connecting the lives of his fellow men who have been retreating while flying a blood splash.

While the black-and-white hair-blend cobolts stand to shelter them at the same time, the flag color is worse, and everyone is being pushed into the dynamic goblins.

"W, uwaan ~, alvarvo......

(Oh, my God, Silva and the others...) "

I look at Silva's flock fighting in the center like I seek rescue, but I guess there are high-threat individuals struggling across the street as dazzling flashes run away from time to time to hear their fellow countrymen scream.

Shilo, who judges its current state in a small amount of time, but is targeted for a moment gap that divides consciousness into thought.

"Zeledre vezeasu, ligaru!!

(Just now, white dog!!) "

Irritated by the hassle of being treated immediately even if cut down, a double-swordsman goblin throws a throwing knife wrapped in purple electricity aimed at Shiro, the cause.

The brilliant blade scratches between the stuck black and white cobolts and is sucked in between Shilo's brows.

"Gang!? (Ouch!?)"

It should be noted that the throwing knife itself is an auxiliary weapon, therefore the killing ability is low and the skull cannot be penetrated by very few things. So Shiro was safe too... a thunderstorm strikes him right after he stabbed him lightly.

"Huh... Cu ~ (Huh... Cu ~)"

In an instant Shilo, who was overflown with consciousness, fell on his back with a pitiful squeal.

If you do poorly, Purple Electric almost burns your brain to death, but being the superior species of Cobolt Priest, he seems to have had to pass out because of his high magic tolerance...

"Ghee, Ghee Wow, Ghee Drah!!

(All right, you guys, I'm gonna fold!!) "

"" "Wow!

The moment the goblins attack in a mood and the black and white cobolts, unable to hide their agitation in the fallen Shiro, put up their spears for interception, a roar rings in the woods!

"Volfa, gal woah woah!

(Roar, storm, blow up the elephant!) "

Wrapped a swirling whirlwind with the magic of the wind attribute around his arms, sticking out his palms, I unleash a blowing storm blow, chopping up the goblins with countless wind blades.

"Ghah, whah!

"Gaaaaaa, aaa..."

"Gww!?

Several goblins caught in the storm were sprinkled with blood smoke and blown away, crossing their swords behind them and their gaze crossed with the twin swordsmen of the Little Ghost clan who overcame the storm.

"Xenogilga, jix!! (You again, silver!!)"

Goblins with long, skinny bodies that scream are targeted, and I scream with a whirlwind around my legs.

"Ledos, Gullua!! (Wait, hey!)"

"Zergiasu!! (Intercept!!)"

Quickly reacting Goblin Fighters try to break into the space created by the magic of the Conquest Storm, but control its tip and a backup shooting by the Kobolt sorcerers who were hiding between the trees flies.

"Valqua! (Wear Demon Bullet!)"

"" Woffaaan!! (Wind blade!!) "

"Guh, guh! (Heh heh heh heh!)"

"Gaohhh!! (Yikes!!)"

Unable to cast Noah's continuous demon bullet from the blind spot, one of the goblins, fatally wounded on his right shoulder and flank, later collapsed, while the unnamed Kobolt Mages' unleashed wind blades were all slashed and discarded with a long sword.

However, the goal of stopping has been achieved, and in that gap I flesh to the long-bodied double-swordsman, releasing a slaughter with speed along with the roar of the demon dog that confounds the magic.

"Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow!

"Gu, Guilleud (Gu, cut it out!)"

In line with the slicing of his body, which he pulled out as he sheathed it, he took the two swords he shook up by tapping them on a crooked knife, instantly wrapping the magic of the lightning attribute around his body.

"Guh, giuss!? (Rah, what!?)"

However, the influence of howling noise disrupts the magic surrounding the body, and the unbearable discomfort strikes the twin swordsmen of the Little Ghost clan.

"Gww."

"Gaoooooo... (taken care of...)"

Bad for Shiloh and the others, but I understand the troubles of the two swords wrapped in purple electricity because they made me observe them while I waited for the opportunity. Therefore, I was allowed to take precautions in advance.

For once, just in case, I converged my magic on my right hand with a song knife, and even planned to reduce the damage when a thunderstorm struck, but I seem to have ended up worried...

However, this only allows us to strike each other equally, and the target's intent to kill is not diminishing, and the two races cross blades around us as if they were surrounding us.