Poke it in!
Uh-oh!
A group of mercenaries rushed toward the fort, hovering the sand.
It's not heavily equipped, but it still has a large bow to prevent arrows and protective equipment to protect itself.The weight is by no means light.
The footsteps that were pushed together were obscured by the fury of the enemy's allies.
Ready!
Grace gives the signal as he looks down at the enemy as it approaches the beach like a wave.
"Let go!"
Together, an ally bowman threw an arrow at the enemy mercenary as if a loose parabolic arrow hit him.
Although some enemies are thrown down by arrows, most of them come to us without losing momentum.
Keep shooting, Archer! Intercept magic objects in your area!Don't forget the barrier, don't die! "
Even if the allies have a favorable position on the barrier, the narrowed distance brings the risk of death closer.
As they rushed in, enemy mercenaries magically created flames and ice needles that were just thrown in return.
"Coming, Aldis!"
"No problem!"
Without being warned by Luchel, Aldis unfolds the barrier to envelop herself and Luchel.
Too ferocious an object to call a rock crush hit the barrier from below and bounced and flew with impact.
An enemy archer fires an arrow at an ally on the wall and an ally Blade intercepts it.
Enemy arrows guided by magic swim in the blue sky like fish, dodging swords and piercing the allies on the barrier one after the other.
Unfortunately, an eye penetrated ally died instantly, and several people were bleeding with arrows.
Enemy attacks are not just arrows.
One of the allies who took the trouble to develop the barrier was baked by the magic of fire.
On the other hand, the allies who failed to prevent the blade created by magic cut their bodies and spread blood around them.
The uncomfortable smell of meat melted into the bloody smoke at the next moment.
"I can develop barriers, too."
And, and...
Answering Luchel's frustrating remarks, Ardis uses magic to fight back.
Produces about five sharp, sharp pieces of ice, which are thrown at a group of nearby enemies.
Three were prevented by the barrier, one was dodged, and the other penetrated the enemy's right thigh.
The enemy falls to shelter his torn right leg and is crushed by the following allies.
"Already."
While expressing dissatisfaction with Aldis, Luchel also fired a magical thread of water at his enemies.
The extremely thin, filament-shaped water jumps in a straight line with great momentum, penetrating a large shield and being sucked in by enemies.
In the distance, it would only appear that the enemy with the shield suddenly withered and fell down.
But there is small blood on the forehead.
Without a shield, the water thread pierced the enemy's head.
"Don't use strange magic as always. Luchel."
A man with short green silver hair called out from the side.
The man's name is Sark. He was a member of the Westeria Mercenary Regiment at the same age as Aldis and Luchel.
The age may be slightly higher than the Aldis, but there may not be much difference in the mercenary regiment.
He is one of the closest associates of the mercenary regiment.
Speaking in a public tone, Sark casts magic on his enemies.
Ten giant fireballs lined up neatly over the enemy's head and were struck directly below.
With the sound of the explosion, the enemy group is wrapped in flames, but naturally the enemy mercenaries are also developing barriers.
About a dozen people who were forced out by Sark's stupid magic and broken down the barrier turned into black burnt objects.
But from the whole point of view, it's only a part of it.
Most of the enemies seem to have managed to overcome the barrier, so it looks like they have a light burn.
"You're still using fancy magic, Circus."
It's Rochelle who returns words in the same way, but his expression is somehow close to his stunned face.
If you look at it as if you were wearing it, you can also take away the inefficiency of using wasteful magic.
"Chi."
Whether it's frustration with Luchel's words, or dissatisfaction with the fact that his attacks didn't work as well as he thought, Circus pounds his tongue.
"Circus is a magical force."
Breaking into them is a young man with a facade that resembles a circus.
When his cool pale eyes are pointed at him with a dazzling expression, Sark reacts in a mood.
"Fuck you, Ellion. Then why don't you do it?"
"I wish I could do it more efficiently. Like this."
That said, a man called Ellion threw several small pots in his hand at the enemy under his nose.
Magic takes the little pots over the enemy.
Ellion cast magic when all pots approached the enemy's head.
Smaller but sharper wind magic crushes the pot at once, with debris pouring clear liquid from inside onto the ground.
Oil?
"Name Answer"
In reply to Ardis's question as he looked down, Ellion once again exercises his magic.
Ellion emits a tiny flame of sparks.
It was the size of a spark that didn't depend too much on calling it a flame and was about to disappear.
That's why they didn't even catch their eyes.
When the spark came into contact with oil dispersed on the ground without encountering the barrier, the surrounding area suddenly turned into a sea of fire.
Immediately, the enemy used magic to extinguish the fire, so there were few direct deaths.
However, even for a short period of time, the footsteps were disturbed, and many of the enemies were burned and injured in the legs.
For the Westeria Mercenary Regiment, which has a large number of warring mercenaries, the slightest disturbance is enough.
"Now! Fuck off!"
When Grace's decree focuses on a magical attack, confused enemy mercenaries are swallowed up in an instant.
There you go.
"Madorokoshi....."
Ellion's face was very similar to that of Circus, who was troublesome and had a smiling smile.
Of course, Aldis, who somehow has a long relationship with them, never sees them wrong.
However, if both of them had the same hairstyle and erased their expressions, they would soon get suspicious.
It would be easy to imagine them as brothers if they had the same face, the same hair colour, even the same eye colour.
But they are not just brothers.
Sark and Ellion were twins born on the same day from the same mother.
It is because of the difference in hair styles called Ellion, the difference in words and behavior, and even the way the expression is made, which brings together the long hair flowing to the back against the short hair circular, that Aldis can distinguish it, but the face was originally made almost the same.
Nevertheless, only the appearance is similar.
Your personality is quite different, even if it's the opposite, and the way you fight with magic is completely different.
Against Circus, who prefers direct magic attacks, Ellion always seems to find creativity and joy in creating new ways of fighting and new magic.
The same goes for earlier attacks.
Circus, who is a crack, cut off and discarded it, but the effect is not foolish.
Circus would naturally be more numerous if he had slaughtered his enemies directly.
But in the sense of inflicting damage on enemies, Elion's hand can never be ignored.
Not to mention, the amount of magic consumed is probably less than one percent compared to the amount of magic used by Circus.
Considering the possibility of a long war, it is much more robust than the way Circus fights his magic later.
Of course, Ellion's magic isn't inferior to that of Circus.
If I wanted to, I would probably be able to fight like a circus, but it was the character of Ellion who didn't like it.
"Magic is a lifeline for magicians.If the magic runs out, the type like us will be in limbo in no time.Sark should think about it a little bit more and use his magic. "
"Don't worry about the details. Push through the barriers."
After giving Elion's advice, Luchel turned upset from the side to the circus.
"If it's easy, no one will have to struggle."
Ardis also agreed on that point.
If there was enough magic to push through each enemy barrier, it would be a little more useful with Aldis.
Even the Westeria Mercenaries can do the trick of pushing through the enemy's barriers with a lot of magic, and the twins and Victor are the only ones left.
Even Captain Grace doesn't have that much magic.
From the viewpoint of magic amount, it was a twin that could only be expressed as out of standard.
"Hey you guys, don't waste your time talking. Intercept it properly."
Joan whispers a whisper as he floats his blue muscles in the face of the four Ardis.
"But, Joan, there's an atmosphere that's about to retreat."
Sark deliberately made a shield on his forehead in the palm of his hand, turning his eyes to the enemy mercenaries who had been pushing under his nose until now.
Certainly, Sark is right. The enemy has no momentum.
It appears that the attacker's enemies have taken heavy damage as a result of the Wisteria Mercenary Corps's intensive attack, based on Ellion's magic.
From time to time, they fly attacks at us like restraint, but they're all sporadic.
Overall, we can see that we are moving towards retreat.
"The enemy is retreating!Move your mercenaries into pursuit! "
The commander of the fort, who was watching the enemy, ordered the pursuit and each of the mercenary regiments moved.
"You heard me! The Westeria Mercenaries are leaving two platoons on the wall to hunt down!Gather before the gate, except for the wounded! "
The Westeria Mercenaries also began to follow Grace's instructions to the gate.
The four Ardis, who are certainly not wounded, will follow.
Five years have passed since Aldis and Luchel were picked up by the Westeria Mercenaries.
Nowadays, they were both carrying one wing of the mercenary regiment as a fine force.
After three years of being late for Ardis, Luchel also joined the fight as a mercenary and went to the fight dozens of times.
He was baptized on the battlefield and accepted that he was on the verge of being killed. He is now a fine warrior.No innocent girl blued her face that war was impossible for her.
As far as Ardis was concerned, he stepped into the death zone several times over.
The number of times you die is so incalculable that you can't count with both hands, and the person you put on your hand is no longer willing to count.
I survived five years telling myself it was a mercenary.
In the fierce mercenary regiment that has been replaced, whether life or death, it may be said that five years of survival is sufficient.
In fact, slightly more than half of all men belonged to the mercenary regiment before Aldis.
Nearly half a hundred people have disappeared in five years, and instead about a hundred new faces have increased.
The twins of Sark and Ellion are the latter.
About four years ago, when Aldis was still on the battlefield, they joined the Westeria Mercenaries.
The twins are a little older, but sometimes they are of the same age, and they are a precious opponent who can stay at a gentle distance from each other.
That is the relationship between the twins and the Ardis, including Rouchelle.
Two years after the four of them started to go to war together.
Ardis and Luchel are now recognized as mercenaries by their allies.
The twins were treated as the main force in just four years from the amount of magic.
Within the mercenary regiment, Grace was considered the fifth and sixth leader, followed by Viktor and Joan of the ancient stocks, and Darwat.
On the other hand, although Ardis is recognized as one person, it is still not as famous as the main battle power of the regiment.
It was Ardis who had the desire to stand in a position that was stronger than half of the mercenary regiment.
This time, the Westeria Mercenaries took on the defense of a fortress.
Defeating and attacking enemies with the Lord's soldiers is their role.
Twenty days to join the Westerian mercenary regiment and defend the fort with three mercenary regiments, together with the lord's private soldiers and the militia.
We have been attacked three times in the last ten days, but we have managed to defeat all of them.
The third defense battle was won by Ellion's miniature technique and the firepower of the Westeria Mercenary Regiment as they pursued their enemies as they retreated.
"But wouldn't it be dangerous if it was a trap?Using ambushes to fight back while attracting enemies under the guise of retreating is a common story, right? "
Along with Aldis, Luchel raised her concerns.
The black hair shakes like a tail in line with the running rhythm.
It was a smiley ribbon that Aldis gave her long hair a long time ago.
Looks like a favorite ribbon to Luchel, and Aldis sees it almost every day.
Aldis answered Luchel with a strange feeling of satisfaction at the bottom of her heart.
"Well, that's why we let the mercenaries chase us."
"Yes, if the pursuit works and the enemies are reduced, and if it were a trap, it wouldn't hurt or itch for the lord where our mercenaries were hit back."
Ellion running behind Aldis agrees, and the circus running next to him is even more evil.
"I'd rather wear it out with my enemies."
"That's right...."
Luchel talks.
I don't think so, but she's been in the mercenary regiment for five years now.It's been two years since I started going to war.
He knows how mercenaries are treated in this world.
Even if you don't want to deny it, your experience won't allow it.
"All right, stop chasing!"
After hunting down some of the late escapees, a stop signal appears at a distance from the enemy's temple.
"Don't go any deeper!We're going back to the fort while we clear the rest of our enemies! "
We were successful in defending the fort and were able to significantly reduce our enemies in pursuit.
This battle will be a complete victory for our allies.
While celebrating the overwhelming victory, the Westeria Mercenaries return to the fort with a pale equation of remnants.
Is that it?
In the meantime, all of a sudden, Luchel stopped without any premonition.
"What's the matter, Lou?"
"Mmm...."
Luchel answers Ardis' questions alive.
Beyond her gaze is a small forest that stretches out to blur her way back to the fort.
Just go ahead.
Luchel, who was looking at you surprisingly, said so and went into the woods.
"Hey, Lou, it's not safe to be alone."
"What's the matter, Ardis?"
"I'm sorry, go ahead."
Leaving the same words as Luchel to Sark and Ellion, Ardis chased after him without waiting for a reply.
Cleaning up the remaining enemies is definitely not safe.
Aldis rushed to Luchel, who walked in the woods.
"What's the matter?I suddenly went into the woods. "
Hmm.
Luchel walks into the woods as he talks to Ardis next to him.
"I'm a little worried...."
"What do you care?"
"Yeah."
I thought I had responded appropriately to Aldis's inquiry, and now I suddenly stopped and began to flicker around.
"I think it was around here............. ah "
"So what...?"
Looking diagonally upwards, Luchel noticed something and a suspicious color appeared on Ardis' face as she followed him.
Beyond which they looked up was a tree that brought forth branches.
And hanging at the tip of the branch - no, it was a little golden beast hanging upside down.