The Undetectable Strongest Job: Rule Breaker

First, a report by the Adventurer's Guild —— a raid on the city.

This resulted in 10% of the junction being damaged and the stock of what could be managed to be covered by spare demonic props being eliminated.

The opinion was expressed that I should contact Ville-Zentra in order to be too anxious not to have a spare and have the second line sent out as soon as possible.

It was the Sovereign Nation of Bios, the Union of Forestia, that opposed it. They have yet to secure a satisfactory "dragon stone".

"Can't we make magic props here? Fortunately, there will be a 'dragonstone' instead of a raw Spirit Magic Stone"

and proposed by the Army Ministers of the Union of Forestia.

The guild's tentative master answered that.

"The majority of technology to make magic props for the junction belongs to dreammakers. Ask the dreammaker, or he might be able to..."

"Hmm. If you say so, where's the dreammaker? You don't look like you're here."

"It is."

That DreamMaker took action early to recapture his hometown.

The tentative master said that his desire to regain his hometown was too strong and all of us headed to Dreammaker without leaving any liaison personnel.

The executives here didn't know because they left earlier than expected.

Of course, the idea is that contact personnel are not so necessary because they are not as far away as Dreammaker, and it would not be a problem to take them all, but they look different after the incident called "The Rands Harvest Raid".

"... I don't want to think about it, but have they ever known this raid and left the city?

Quimbrand Imperial Knights vice president said silence descended on that meeting.

If we had Gerhardt, king of beasts, or Lawrence, chief of the Knights of Pawnsonia here, we would have talked differently again. But those two weren't there. Gerhardt hated the meeting, because Lawrence was running to rebuild the tired Royal Army and sending deputies to the occasion. Even more unfortunately, Gerhardt's surrogate was not Gotholt, but another one —— the one who was a keen beast man.

"What the fuck? So you're saying we got stuck in a dreammaker!? The Dragonstone Gathering is getting worse too!

"Not that far...... I didn't say it. But given the circumstances,"

"--Unlimited dreammakers must be black, right? The ship can't move without them either. I mean, we're cornered."

The Army Minister continues.

"No matter how much you stay here, you'll be very poor. If you are, you'll have to move to Dreammaker. This is a situation where no boundaries exist and no ship can move. If Dreammaker is going to harm us, there's no moment's respite."

"... what is the minister suggesting?

"That's an easy thing, Deputy. It means that the base should be relocated while the number is advantageous. The other side has been abandoned for less than a year. It won't be uncomfortable either."

"Hmm..."

Quinn Brand's deputy director disappeared and the other participants thought about it.

They were concentrating their thoughts on the dreammaker and did not notice the faint madness that lay in the eyes of the Army Minister.

I am in a hurry for merit and I am in a hurry for crisis.

Forestia's minister, unfamiliar with the expedition, was not in a state of calm.

"Then you have to go! That's what I'm gonna tell the king!

"Oh, wait!

Einvist's representative just left the room.

"... there are too many all armies. Half of it would be enough."

We all nodded at the Deputy Director's compromise proposal or the compromise-ridden proposal.

Untold anxiety over this period rested on their breasts.

Before dawn —— There were two large military vessels, five medium sized, floating in the Great River flowing south of Dreammaker.

The reconnaissance in Dreammaker is already over during the night. The result is -- "less enemy shadow". Some buckets ate corpses, but they seem to be asleep at night.

With the dawn, the army enters.

Everyone here wanted to recapture their homeland and was also ready to risk their lives.

The soldiers standing on the deck were getting chilly winds as they glimpsed the eastern sky. No one uttered a word and just waited for that time without proper attention.

"Ooh..."

Someone leaked his voice low.

The eastern sky began to become brighter.

Still, Grussel waited. Still, I don't condone it as a light. The march stumbled because a soldier accidentally fell into the river —— and so on -- is not even a laugh story.

About 15 minutes till dawn? The sky brightened and I saw clarity at hand.

"All units, prepare to land!

When Grussel gives instructions using loud demonic props, the boat descends from the military ship just waiting. There a straw and a soldier boarded, and when everyone was ready to travel, the dawn lit the soldiers' cheeks.

"Start marching —— get our homeland back!!"

The cry rises when the beast growls.

To them, there was no more fear. All I'm thinking about is getting the dreammaker back. That's all.

The boat leads the way. Even on the water, moving in line is an occasional part of the rigorous training during the winter.

As the first small boat is sucked into the harbor, one small boat after the other enters the harbor and stops at the docks that still seem to be available. Not all ships can be parked because there are many damaged areas, but they will be attached next to ships that have already docked to connect and anchor each other.

When the soldiers of the small boat land openly, the medium-sized boat enters. Looks like only two ships can dock. When those two ships cross the dock, they unload their huge luggage from the deck. Five units could be lowered at best.

The luggage was coated with a waterproof cloth, which was integrated with the trolley.

"Huh!

When a few soldiers pressed, they made a rough move.

"Big ships still don't seem possible......"

An observer told Grussel to stay on the command ship.

Large ships could not be allowed in the port because of the collapsed docks. I can only approach the ridge and moor it as a precautionary retreat.

'... all we have to do is wish the soldiers a good fight'

"Ha."

In those days, the soldiers who landed earlier were waiting for the "trolley" at the exit of the harbor.

The city is quiet and there are no signs of monsters coming.

"Prepare to eject at any time."

"Okay, Captain Ginn."

Jin, who is still being used, was in charge of this trolley.

When the cloth was uncovered —— what was there was a metal cylinder with gold decorations, a mobile blast cannon.

It was lighter, more portable than it was when it was operated at Dreammaker, and this was the result of research by former magic directors Louden and Villeocean's magicians. Louden also wanted to accompany him on this expedition, but even if he had rebelled once, he was not allowed to accompany him.

"First bullet, loaded. You have 10 seconds to eject."

"All right......"

It was the scouts at the end of the boulevard that Jin glimpsed and confirmed. It is the "no problem" signal that leaves the white flag flying.

Soldiers move on to protect the blast cannon.

In a city as quiet as death.

Eventually they find a mountain at the end of the boulevard-- They were breathtaking to know what that mountain was (...) and what Jin's report said.

But...

"--Ooh, ooh, ooh..."

A giant monster sounded asleep and rose.

"Blast Cannon, get ready! Shieldmen Expand Left and Right '

Five blast cannons were arranged beside Jin's voice, and a stopper parking the wheel's retraction was bitten.

Next to it lies a line of soldiers with a large shield about the length of their body.

"Ready to load, ready!

"Bullet Loading!!"

As the bullet entered the blast cannon, the monster noticed the intruder's presence and shouted out at Buuo.

When Oyama shudders with it, the monster's childlike presence drifts out of it.

"Five units loaded! Elevation adjusted!

"Shoot Yeh Yeh!!"

The monster runs out this way —— before that, Jin issued a decree.