The Peerless Kobold (WN)

However, it is possible to seal an earthly magic attack by shooting in magic of power that cannot be alternately ignored by the magicians and clerics of the Adventurers and causing the Queen Ant to take defensive postures.

Plus, the effect of the death of two large variants of the Kingsguard species, as well as the first platoon and the Wizards, who have moved forward temporarily from the rear, are attracting the rest of the same species, and gradually the hand-worked adventurers, mainly Grace and Edgar, push away the giant ants and approach the giant queen ants.

The rest of us approached to some extent as well, and the queen Ant, who was blunting her movements because of injuries to all of her legs on one side, woke her torso up and swung down her sickled front legs lifted to the adventurers who cut ahead!

"Shhhhhhhh!!

"Whoa, whoa!

"" Whoa, whoa!

Edgar, who raised his fighting temper all over his body, laid down his hips with a medium shield and activated the magic of the high protection granted to him by his arms, but was also blown flashly by involving two avant-gardes who were lightly behind him.

However, the rugged (purposeful) medium-sized shield itself seemed to withstand slaughter, and an immediate backup fire was fired from the rear guard to inhibit the Queen Ant's pursuit, but Miss Grace accidentally zeroes her stupidity at the sight.

"... is that really a threat B? Everyone, the attack magic seems to have some effect from the nearest! Start by crushing one from your injured leg at a time!!

Following her steadfast command of a refocused mind, and as Muriel and I also continue to attack one leg with wind blades and bullets, someone's unleashed ice scatter magic wears a medium leg that supports the queen ant who shook up her front leg and finally breaks its posture dramatically.

"Giggle!?

"Oh, my God!

As soon as my front leg with a diagonally swung sickle stabbed to the ground as I fell in, I ran past Ares to the spot where the avant-garde warriors scattered to avoid the attack, stepping on the sickle leg and leaping with a magical hurricane.

Jumping over the head of a slightly frozen queen ant, by doing a vertical rotation with a twist, he turns his body and descends on the dorsal side of his chest, attaching his left hand to the pattern of a song knife pulled from the sheath with a right backhand, and wearing it with a blade to force a steep point that hits the medulla oblongata of the ant demon.

"Blah!!

"Giiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!

Though I feel a definite bargain, I am inhibited by hard muscle fibers and my body stops at medium range, screaming and being swept away by a rampant queen ant!

"Ugh!? Ku, wind, obey!!

"Huh, Archer!

By the time Muriel's scream was recognized, it was already too late, and the swept thick tentacle whip (munching) was looming in front of him, whether the wind magic had caused an upward airflow to extend the time lag and try to get a little bit in shape.

"Giggle, giggle!!

"Heh, gu ha! Huh, uhh..."

I crossed my arm-covered arms and took a tentacle whip, but the infiltrated impact caused the pain of tearing my skin, and I was slapped flashly.

We can't just fall into the vortex of giant ants, so we reassemble the magical formula of the rising airflow maintained by temperament into a rugged one to create an instantaneous jet airflow, crashing somewhat distant from the hustle and bustle of battle.

"Kahaha... let's..."

"Caw!? (yah!?)"

Although the drop speed was reduced by the extension of the airflow operation, the impact threw the fox out of the leather bag at the waist and rolled the potatoes, and I myself was thrown out onto the meadow.

"Wow, wong, wow? (Ugh, brother, daijibu?)"

"Wow... wow, wow (okay... wow, I can't do that)"

Remove the shoes and gloves while looking up at the sky in a sleeping position, gradually changing the way the skeleton and muscles attach with some frustration, and return the figure to the wolf-mixed cobolt to compensate for the shortage of strength.

Cobolt Smith loosened the fittings for adjusting the leather armor that he customized for repair while satisfied the sense of liberation and fullness of being a silver-haired werewolf dog after a few days.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuu."

Conscious of the magical flow that circulates through the body with short exhalation, any cramps that are tightened to leather armor activate the rigid body of earthly attributes, making use of the musculoskeletal body to jump.

If we knew exactly what was going on, it would appear that the giant ants were crashing into a space rearward diagonal to the right that had become naturally thin in the course of battle as they intercepted the crusade.

In other words, there is no obstacle to reaching the target.

(Huh, then only the sign!!)

Even as he accidentally caught the end of his mouth, he walked through the meadow in a low position, waking up his upper body and shouting (and shouting) from behind the queen ant who shook up his sickle leg.

"Voluhhhhhhh!! (Fuck you!!)"

Unleash the whirlwind that wraps you around your legs while you keep the momentum, tap the kick in a linear orbit into the pattern (s) of the song knife that still stabbed you in the neck, and firmly implant yourself until the end.

"Giiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!?

Without staying in a single blow, he stepped down onto the back of the queen ant, screaming and stiffening his gigantic body, pressing his palms immediately against the junction of his abdomen and chest to converge the magic of the wind.

"Wolff, Gaaaorhu!! (Ripped, Rokkan style blade!!)"

Even so, in fact, he is only shooting off a triple wind blade with his left and right palms, but the six wind blades released more recently break nerves and muscle fibers prior to defense by magical light.

Naturally, even though the opponent was shaken down again to break out in a crazy way, he did it with an extra triple wind blade in between.

"Heh, heh, heh, heh, heh..."

As the abdomen and chest are about to be cut a thousand times, and the queen queen of nerves wears a curved knife around her neck and exhausts her lifeblood, after glancing at the giant ants and dazzling adventurers who stopped moving simultaneously, I leave the main battlefield by depositing myself in a storm of magical origin.

"Hey Edgar, I didn't know after a moment... alle, what?

"I don't know, Stephen Kobolt on the Alliance's request..."

"No, that would wipe out the Iron Adventurer!?

"Mmm, right...... ugh!

When the red-haired demon mentor is returning his consent to the Libert who picked up the words of the Graces, the giant ants, who have lost control, scream out loud and disorderly.

"" "Guishaaaaaaa!!

"Heh, keep picking it up!

"Keep the number down here!!

The knights commanding the second and third platoons roar, and the guards who were located on both sides of the enemy (come on) storm with their weapons, slashing the adventurers into opportunity…

Regardless of the individuals who disturb the calculations and set the balls to crush, some of the giant ants, capable of quick movement by the six limbs, escape the incomplete crusader siege and disappear into the meadows while being shot by the first platoon.

As a result, by the time the silver-haired adventurer who recovered the child fox joined his companions, the last remaining Kingsguard (Imperial) species of large Variant had also been defeated by the Guards' onslaught, and a series of battles had been settled.