Two weeks after the declaration of war.

Me, Killier the Brave, as part of the Stige Balmillard army, is at the entrance to the Deltirade Basin, a few kilometers from Fort Delist.

Of course Beato and then Melo are with you.

The three of us are in the middle of a pre-fight tummy.

"It's finally a showdown, sister"

"Right. Mr. Leah and the tokas, it's time to get to the other side."

For operational convenience, Toka is with the Demon Army.

If the other side crosses the mountain from the west side, the Toka will release a mini-gauil to give us a signal.

I thought it was time to plan... and Mr. Gillius came with a little black mechanical dragon in his hand.

"Signal, prepare for battle."

Mr. Leah, you've arrived.

That means the march has finally begun.

Not if you're having a relaxing meal.

I can quickly push a near-eating sandwich into my stomach.

"Beato, Melo. Let's go."

"... Huh!

"Yes!... Even so, I'm the backup clerk behind you."

A military is a person who cooks rice, or a non-combatant makes up about half of it, from transporting supplies, from doctors to caring for nobles.

When the battle begins, the Bears plan to stay with them.

Because this kid's being targeted, and you can't leave him alone.

You have to stay within my sight.

Stra and Barbario, Camill, support the soldiers a little more than the Beats to boost morale.

And me and Mr. Gillius, needless to say, are in the role of fighting the enemy directly on the front lines.

With a view to Deltirade, the coalition marches on.

The weather is cloudy, somewhat jittery, and the outlook is poor.

The mountain ranges that cover the king's capital can also be seen blurring in the distance.

Is it time for spring to end?

So it's about time it rained a lot.

(The operation I was taught beforehand, I will review it now...)

I don't know. It would be tough if I lost it.

Uh, the creep in this operation is a sandwich from east to west, right?

First from the east, we attack Fort Delist.

It's advertised beforehand that there's me and Princess Perne on this side anyway.

Me, the greatest power, and Princess Perne, whose Tartus would be pointing the spearhead of anger.

First of all, without a doubt, the enemy should concentrate his power on the fort side.

Mordo to Luise, the majority of the main battle and force.

Poke that ski and the Corcute army should have taken the king's capital from the west.

Even if we perceive this movement and divide our forces in a balanced way over there, we can push it off with the issue of the difference in power.

Of course I am, because the three Leas are as strong as an enemy general without a gift.

If you abandon the fort and concentrate your power on the Demon Army, they'll take the fort lightly and isolate you, and this is out.

Tartus is stuffed, no matter whether he disperses his power or not.

By the way, everyone thinks it's real on the Corcuete side too, there's Princess Perne the Shadow Man.

To protect the 'real', Elias is on that side.

It is Mr. Gillius's idea that if the Demon Army enters the King's Capital, residents may be anxious.

Over here is the real Princess Perne, who thinks everyone is a shadow warrior.

... It's a little tricky.

No matter which army entered the King's Capital first, the fact that Princess Perne took back the King's Capital could be done.

That's Mr. Gillius.

"... it's time, Killier. You're blurry."

"Because I'm not blurry. I was just getting more focused."

Liar, I might have been a little too focused on thinking.

I didn't realize the fort was already right there.

"Stop marching! Place a line here and get ready to attack!

Mr. Gillius' instructions were passed on to the entire army, and the march stopped.

They all started to move tightly when they put up a fence and put up a flag and built a simple fort with dirt magic.

I'm taking command, Mr. Gillius, but the General is supposed to be Barbario, right?

Why is he muscularly posing with his neighbors...

"Sister Killier, it's a fight!

"... eh"

"Bring me back to Buji"

"Don't worry about it. I don't feel like losing to anybody today."

Answer the anxious Beat's head vigorously.

It's also to reassure you, but I really don't feel like losing, and I'm not going to lose.

According to Joana, the trustee Judas is still in the royal castle.

My last vendetta is right there, will I ever lose until I kill Butch?

"You're coming, Beat. Don't worry, wait."

Gently embrace the thin body.

Beato closed his eyes in my arms and nodded small.

"Um, I have some..."

"He said he didn't forget. Back up, both of you, safe and sound."

Once I say goodbye to both of you here while I'm exposed to Melo's jito eyes.

... you haven't forgotten?

You really haven't forgotten about Melo, have you?

After a few dozen minutes, the installation of the position is complete.

"All personnel, target delist fort! Proceed!"

In Mr. Gillius's hanging voice, the attacking forces began to advance.

I'm at the forefront, of course.

Motivated and willing to kill.

They just tell you not to kill too much, don't they?

Except for the hundreds of Tartus direct reports, they're likely to be forced to obey.

For that matter, they also tell me not to hesitate to kill Luise and Mordo.

I came as close to the fort and saw the whole thing clearly.

A earthy, boneless castle fortress surrounded by high walls, built at the entrance of mountain paths.

It is clear to me, an amateur, that it was made by a definitely skilled architect, not by earth-magic piercing (instant) construction.

On the roof of the fort, the flag of the Tartus army hangs in the wind.

There are also a lot of signs from inside.

I'm pretty sure the enemy is stuck here.

The streets are sealed with gates, passing through the middle of the fort.

If we don't drop this place, we won't be able to get to the King's Capital.

"... All right. Mr. Gillius, you can drop this place."

No matter how fine the fortress is, if you make a ton of magma and throw a bun at it, you'll get one shot.

"You're right... but don't kill too much, I thought you said?

"... Yes"

Do we have to fight the tunnel......

The march, once stopped a little in front of the fort.

Mr. Gillius comes forward and raises his voice.

"Tell the Tartus army at Fort Delist! We are the Balmillard Stige Coalition! Will to fight us, with or without us!

Some time after the call, he appeared above the walls of the castle --.

"This is, well, you've come a long way!

Feathered black cape, bright white haired demon clan.

Sharp, cold blue eyes like looking down at this one and making a fool out of his heart.

I'm disappointed with the person I was hearing about.

Mr. Gillius also had sharper eyes as soon as he saw his face.

"... surprised. I didn't know you were here, Lord Tartus."

"I'm very surprised at you, too. Difficulties without roots or leaves (...), I don't know if I can be attacked, etc."

Nah, it's tricky.

We talked about the area around Princess Perne's execution, but the rest is all true.

That's all I served.

"Difficulties and such are hilarious! Your outrageous behavior, until you've made it very detailed!

"Well wait, Gillius, the most powerful knight in the kingdom. You led a soldier into a tongue fight on purpose? It won't be, it must have come to war (how much). Then there's one thing to do."

When Gillius raised one hand, a large group with a bow over the wall appeared.

Soldiers who lead arrows alongside the Zlari and squeeze toward this army.

... but it's crazy.

Soldiers with bows, they're not all demons.

I'm human.

"... Tartus, what do you mean! Where are your men! Aren't they the Royal Army!

"I don't know. Killing everybody, that's not what I like. We kept sacrifices to a minimum during the occupation of the King's capital. He survived about 3,000 years ago."

"No way, you, bring all of them here......!

"Oh yeah. They all believe in my correctness and fight for me"

What are you talking absurd about?

Soldiers, it feels like you're all obeying me.

You know, for that matter, nobles were threatened and forced to rent out private soldiers, or take soldiers and knights' families hostage, or something like that.

Shit, I heard he values correctness, but I can't believe he's such a hostage dirty maniac!

The Kingdoms' opponents will weaken the cause and the will to support the soldiers.

"... wait, assuming it's 3,000 kingdom soldiers caged in this fort, his main force, all its power --"

"Well, we're done talking. Let's get started, Resistance, settle that day."

The moment Mr. Gillius comes to think of something, Tartus waves one hand down.

The next moment, from above the walls, it rained so many arrows that it covered the sky.