The Villainess Will Crush Her Destruction End Through Modern Firepower

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-The villain lady exorcises the bandits.

Bandit extermination began.

Squad A launches an attack from the northeast gate of the fort. According to my layout chart, the northeast gate has about one detachment. Everyone in Squad A blows up that one squad and summons the rest of the bandits.

And while our enemies are assembling at the Northeast Gate, we enter the interior of the fort at once from the collapsed walls of the Northwest, poking behind the bandits - the operation.

We are not mercenaries trained in mass combat, so we can't do that many difficult maneuvers. What you do at a party in time is harder to fail simply. Yes, Mr. Gertrude said.

"Petra, Astrid. You must cover the walls overlooking Team A to avoid accidental shooting by your friends. Neither Petra nor Astrid would have a problem getting up on the walls, would they?

"Copy that."

"Aye."

Me and Mr. Petra's Ranged Attack Unit were to climb the walls to avoid accidental shooting by friends and shooting and arrows from above.

"Come on, it's time to start..."

The leader of Squad B is Mr. Gertrude. Now he's diving into the bush and waiting for Squad A to launch the attack. I'm monitoring the war from above at Blau, but I could confirm that the avant-garde unit of Squad A is approaching the castle gate to the northeast.

And then...

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Enemy attacks-"

One of the bandits screams, but that was scratched off by an arrow released by the guard unit of Squad A.

"Here we go."

"No signal yet?"

Squad A was supposed to launch a fireball when they decided they had drawn their enemies to them.

The Gertrudes, who hide their timing in the bushes, wait now or not.

"I'm up!

And finally, a fireball was launched into the sky by Team A!

"Let's go, gentlemen!

"Oops!

Mr. Gertrude, ladies and gentlemen, the avant-garde unit steps into the fort through a broken wall at once, and we, the rear guard, climb over the wall. In my case, I'd rather say I climb with Blood Magic than climb.

"Now, let me show you the power of Class 3 Combat Optimization measures."

I execute Class 3 Combat Optimization measures and at the same time set up a machine gun, which is this prey. A 120mm rifle cannon on a boulder weighs itself because it is not a noise where friends misfire.

"Well, it's party time."

I interlock the sensors with Blood Magic to target the optical aimer reticle towards the bandit's rear guard unit.

"Eh!

And squeeze the trigger.

This time Blau is on a reconnaissance mission and there is no silence. Tattered and economical machine gun gunfire persists. This recoil, the gunfire, it's really comforting. Pleasure springs up in my somatosensory time accelerating with adrenaline secretion.

But I'm a murderer now, right?

Mm-hmm. I don't feel any guilt or repentance. My mind remains flat even as I watch people fall flat with bullets in my machine gun reticle.

Perfect. It's a big success.

Class 3 Combat Optimization measures are complete. Now I'm not stressing, I'm tailoring a human being who is my enemy.

"You're doing well in the economy, Astrid"

Mr. Petra also comes next to me and shoots out the bandits with bows and arrows.

"Is Mr. Petra okay?

"What is it?

Mr. Petra shoots through the bandits flat. There's no hesitation there.

Hmm. I heard people avoid killing people, but is this a pattern that is dehumanizing their opponents? Bandits are not human beings.

That makes me wonder about my Class 3 Combat Optimization measures too......

"Of course killing people is a terrible job. Even if they're bandits. I'd rather be dealing with a warcraft. Because Warcraft doesn't beg or cry like a bandit!

Tell him so. Mr. Petra releases an arrow.

"That's what it is."

"That's what it is. It's time for Gertrude and the others to make contact. Attack aborted."

While we were having such a conversation, Mr. Gertrude and the others attacked the bandits from behind. The bandits, who had been caught off guard by Squad A's attack, were confused by the fact that they were pinched and fled in search of an escape.

"Ha!

"Yah!

Mr. Gertrude and Mr. Ernesta are also plainly cutting and killing bandits, but do they have a sense of repentance in their hearts?

"How many escaped to the south! Follow him!"

"Search the castle, too!

I ran away some people south, but I'm fine. Because I see live footage of the bandits getting eaten and killed by Fenrill.

"Fenrill, don't let the adventurer find you."

"Hmm. You're bored."

Fenrir seems dissatisfied, but when you find Fenrir, things get troublesome.

"Gather!"

The commander's uncle screams, but we gather under him.

"You did a great job. Now the job is perfect. It seems that the people who fled to the south were hit by the beasts, and there is not a single survivor. Perfect job."

"Oops!

All adventurers raise their hands to praise by the Commander's uncle. I was happy to raise my hands with Hail too. Banzai!

"We also cleaned up the enemies inside the fort. All we have to do is collect the loot. Don't put it in your nostalgia except for booze. You're going to disqualify the Adventurer Alliance."

"Yay!

That's what the Commander's uncle tells him, but all the adventurers broke into the fort. Cat, you're in perfect shape, adventurer.

"Astrid! Where was the booze during reconnaissance!?

"Yeah. I found a couple of them in the storeroom upstairs?

"Well done!

Mr. Petra went into the fort like any other adventurer when he hightouched me.

"Huh? Hit me. Is this everyone looking for alcohol?

"Yeah. That's the place."

Mr. Gertrude came even though I was tilting my neck.

"It's like a special reward for a bandit crusade. There is a tacit understanding that the loot treasure should not be taken, but that only alcohol may be consumed locally. This is a troublesome place to be..."

Mr. Gertrude has a troubled expression.

"Local, uh. No way………………."

"Well, that's the thing..."

Mr. Gertrude sighs even though I have a bad feeling and distort my eyebrows.

"Yikes! Get booze!"

Mr. Petra jumped out of the fort holding about three liquor bottles.

"Come, let's drink, let's drink. You're rude today!

"It would always be rude."

Mr. Gertrude sighs again at Mr. Petra's words.

"What is it? Alcohol, you don't want it?

"I drink to the point of dating, but that's all. You know I'm a pain in the ass when I get drunk, right?

"… oh. It's all in vain……………."

Mr. Gertrude is involved in alcoholic beverages.

"Astrid, do you want a drink?

"Yes, no, because I'm still a student."

Shake a bottle of tap tape and alcohol, Mr. Petra grabbing my shoulder. This guy seems like a real pain in the ass when he gets drunk too......

"Bye, Ernesta. Let's have a drink together!

"Yay!

Mr. Petra and Mr. Ernesta are willing to drink.

"So here we go, liquor."

"You've begun, liquor platter"

Both Mr. Petra and Mr. Ernesta drink.

"Hehe. I can't stop bandit extermination because this is it."

"Excellent. Yikes!

Both Mr. Petra and Mr. Ernesta are drinking in good condition with a red face.

"Because of this, so can you, Astrid!

"Yes, no. So I'm a student..."

"What the hell. Can't a dragon killer witch even drink?"

Mr. Petra is quite drunk.

"Ugh! I drank, I drank……………………."

"I can't drink anymore."

The liquor bottle that Petra and the others quickly brought to you wasn't even there.

"Come on, come on."

"Come on."

Yeah, I'm not even around to Lu Ryu anymore.

"I'll take Ernesta home. Astrid, can I leave Petra to you?

"Yeah, I don't mind."

When I carried Mr. Petra at my feet, Mr. Gertrude carried Mr. Ernesta.

It's a carriage home, so there's nothing wrong with you two being drunk.

Thus the bandit crusade ended, and we received our reward in the guild.

The difficulty with boulders is that they are armed human opponents, and my share was 100,000 markups. We did it.

Besides, we were able to experiment with Class 3 combat optimization measures. That's right.

"Bye, Astrid. See you later."

"Yes, Mr. Gertrude. See you later."

I left the Adventurer's Guild leaving Mr Petra and Mr Ernesta, drunk and bursting asleep, to Mr Gertrude.

But, Mr. Petra, it smelled like alcohol, but it hasn't moved to your uniform, has it?

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