The Tale of the Teapot Hero’s Revenge

In a struggle that risked Mr. Leah's life, Mordo died.

But in addition to this fog, the brawl, Mordo's death, is still known only to some soldiers.

Neither army will stop killing each other.

Even though we're already settled, we keep killing each other for nothing.

"We need to put up a fight soon... Huh!

That's right, this man is the commander, so I need this man to call an order to halt the fighting.

I'm sure no one will listen to me if I raise my voice instead.

If you can't see him, he's just a little girl's voice.

"Co, corcutie all gu-- ho, ho!

Inhaled heavily, Mr. Leah blamed him without being able to raise his voice.

If you're hurt like a hole in your stomach, can you just shout it out?

"Relax, let's just have a drink here"

When I open the lid of the heel potion and hand it to him, Mr. Leah opens the contents at once and drinks the gubbies.

"Ngu, ngu, ngu...! Pugh, shh, shh, shh!

I thought about it, but the wounds on my stomach and the fine wounds on my whole body are rapidly blocked.

That's the substitute we got in the army, it doesn't work like the commercial guy.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!... Thank you, thank you"

"You're welcome."

After a gentle cough and keeping her throat in order, Mr. Leah shouted up like a roar all over the battlefield.

"I tell all Corcuete armies, as well as the generals of the Tartus armies! Enemy General Mordo, as well as Luise, took over!

The battlefield calms back steadily as he was constantly sounding out of the fog, unable to hear the noise of ambition or the sounding of weapons.

I guess the enemy and allies are overhearing Mr. Leah's words.

It's life-threatening.

"It is the victory of the Corcuete army in this battle! Raise your winnings, everyone's!

'... whoa whoa whoa!!!

Ambition like a ground howl shakes the air, so much so that it might blow the fog.

Soldiers in sight range, stick your spears up high or gut pose.

However, some of them looked complicated.

A look like Mr. Leah's after he defeated Mordo.

I don't know why, I wish I was happier.

"Those under Tartus, drop your weapons and surrender now! Formerly the same demon army, if you resist, you won't do anything wrong!

With the ensuing surrender recommendation, enemy soldiers also drop their weapons one after the other and sit down on the spot.

Now that the battle is finally over, I wonder if there is a toko that doesn't stop the sound of the battle.

Apparently part of the right wing side......

"You're not hearing me! The fight is over, stop the fight!

Zero signs that the fight will end, even if Mr. Leah calls.

What kind of idiot is that?

"Damn...... it's Louise's hands in that direction......! About a hundred SS followers of Tartus themselves, no way they're over there......!

I see, it takes a lot of loyalty to keep fighting without Luise, the general, as usual.

I can't let this role be left to the soldiers of the reinforcements like half deceived and brought here.

We have to blindly believe in Tartus and not even those guys who are depressed to throw their lives.

"Don't waste your life with the resistance of a throwaway bowl (buckwheat)! Stop the useless resistance and surrender! And if you do --"

"It's no use, Mr. Leah"

They'll never stop with those hands.

I won't stop fighting until I die or break my heart.

"It's my job from here on out. 'Cause I'll be back in a minute to clean up."

"... sorry"

"Fine. 'Cause I can do my dirty work."

He gently sprays his hands and then runs toward the sounder.

Slip through the soldiers to the opposite right-wing side at once.

This way. But most of the enemy soldiers dropped their weapons and surrendered.

That's a good decision, you're smart.

"... some idiots just can't get better if they don't die"

About fifty assholes who continue to waste their resistance.

Exactly, a lot of them are passive, about half the number is reduced, but I wonder if they're prepared to fight until the last soldier.

He's resisting all the mess, and it looks like there's a dead man on the Corcuete side too.

I sigh and pull out my sword, slashing it in all at once.

Running through a swarm of enemies, he soaked about ten necks at once.

"Hih......!?

"Hey, what...!?

My move, I guess I didn't see it at all.

At best, if my buddies' necks fly and blood sprays out of their torso like a fountain, it just seems to upset me.

At this rate, I wonder if you'll listen to me.

No, but let me give you one last warning.

"Yes, Chiu-ku"

When I speak to him, I think he finally realizes I exist.

Everybody's got their faces drawn.

That's my face, you know it.

"You guys, what are you resisting? Admiral, I heard you were both taken care of."

"So shut up!

"Yes, we are murderers! If you surrender, you will be executed!

"If you're going to die anyway, I'm going to take you all the way!

... I see, I guess it's the one.

For that reason, you can't let the precious soldiers of Corcute die.

"I mean, whatever happens, I don't surrender," he said.

"Naturally! Until our last soldier --"

"Okay."

Then persuasion is pointless.

The story is over, jumping into enemy soldiers, like just now, jumping his neck as he rushes through.

"Higgie!

"Gupei!"

"Gha-ha!!

Tartus soldiers getting their necks ripped off one after the other while lifting the severed demon.

Three rounds of this, the enemy soldiers who had fifty were wiped out without one left in about three seconds.

"... Huh, I guess this is it"

Shake gently, fly blood, and deliver the sword to the sheath.

I don't know if it's really flying, but this sword was originally creepy bright red.

The end of the story is over, and we should go to Mr. Leah for a report.

"... hmm?

Soldiers on my side, let me pull your face. I'm looking at you.

One of them screamed a little, eye-to-eye with me.

Oh, well, there are plenty of soldiers with trauma to the brave, aren't there?

There will be a lot of people who fought the brave in the war.

... I want to believe that I wasn't scared of myself.

Returning to Mr. Leah, Mordo's body and Mr. Garp's remains were covered and put to sleep.

Both of you, put your hands together by the chest and let me close my eyes.

Mr. Garp's body, which was split up and down, must have been done by an ice magician, whose borders were connected by ice.

"Mr. Leah, it's over."

"Oh, thank you. I'm sorry I let you do your dirty work."

"Like I said, it's okay because I can be.... Hey, does Mr. Garp mourn to his enemies anyway?

It was purely questionable.

'Cause you're the one who killed Mr. Garp, right?

If I were you, I'd be killing you with a twist.

"... Lord Mordo and I used to have a lot of things. Sure, it was this guy who put the garp directly in his hands. It's also true that Garp is an irreplaceable friend to me"

I don't see any resentment in Mr. Leah's eyes at Mordo while he talks about it.

"But I don't get the feeling of hating this guy.... That's not why I don't hold sadness, anger, or hatred for Garp's death. Instead, it's boiled down to two bits."

It was in the eastern direction that he turned his hatred.

In the direction of Fort Delist, Diete, the king's capital, where Tartus is located.

"Tartus...... Without him, Lord Mordo and Garp wouldn't have died. His neck, I will surely expose him to the castle gate of the king's capital, Cairon...!

... Somehow, I thought I figured it out.

The enemy I've killed so far, and always this guy was just unsaveable garbage, but there was only one different person.

Mr. Cain.

When I killed that guy, all I sprung up was anger at Burtoghu.

(... I'm sure this guy and Mordo had a much deeper relationship than me and Mr. Cain, who was a short relationship)

I don't know what to say to you because I'm a lousy and unfathomable person.

That's all I know.

Only that there's one more reason to butch Tartus.