The World of Otome Games is Tough For Mobs

After winning the duel, I will make sure you keep your word.

But Pierre is surprised.

"Ya say it's a promise?

"That's right. I told you. He said to bring it back to me."

When Pierre looked at him when he realized something, he appealed to Mr. Fernan.

"That's right. This is the one who won the duel. The owner of that ship is this guy, so I'm not bad. The bad news is this guy!

I smile and tell Pierre to give up badly.

"Dude, didn't you hear me very well? I told you... bring it before me. Come on, give it back to me quickly. I haven't slept in Einhorn's bed in a while. When the pillow changes, it's so delicate that you can't sleep."

It's a lie.

Even if the pillow changes, I can have a blast of sleep within the day.

I watched as Pierre's face turned blue.

"What's up? Bring it quickly."

Mr. Fernan goes in to stop it.

"Count, I'm sorry, but your airship is on a rampage. It's impossible to bring it right away. If you can, I need your help to stop it."

I spread my mouth like a three-day moon and told him I was waiting.

Yes, I've been waiting for this time.

That's why I bought time.

This guy - thanks to Pierre's overconfidence in his, no, Holy Tree powers and Aloganz's performance - carried things smoothly.

It's all for this time!

"It doesn't matter!

Pierre cries out at my words.

"Oh, you finally realized? Yes, you broke the oath and the oath of the Holy Tree. You lose a duel and you don't give me Einhorn back. What punishment does the Holy Tree give you?

Then a red magic formation emerged directly beneath Pierre.

Mr. Fernan and his men walk away from that magic formation as if it were a reflection of conditions.

You look so scared.

I'm standing on the magic team, watching Pierre.

"Yes, I don't like it. Forgive me. Forgive me! I'll do anything. Forgive me! I don't like no protection. I don't like it without protection. Ah!

The roots of trees grown from the ground tangle up in Pierre trying to escape crying.

When Pierre grabbed his ankle and fell, the roots of the tree tangled up in Pierre's body as it was.

There is an entanglement in the right arm from the roots of the trees.

"Stop me! Please! Because I'm not doing this anymore! I'm not bad! This guy's a leftover! Forgive me. Yeah!

I approached Pierre, who was crying, and I spoke to him.

"You said you'd do anything, didn't you? Then you stay put." No protection. "

No protection - that is what the nobles with the protection of the Holy Tree fear most.

It was written on Marie's notebook.

When Pierre turns into a desperate face, the crest of the back of his right hand glows strongly - tangled in a twist. There was no crest on the back of his right hand as the oxen separated and the roots of the trees returned to the ground.

Pierre sits back and doesn't move off the spot.

I'm crying when I look at the back of my right hand.

I smiled so close to Pierre.

"You can't break a promise, can you? If I punish you for this, I will live seriously in the future."

I knew everything and I was doing it.

I imagined what Pierre was most afraid of, and he decided he would definitely erase his crest.

I decided to consult with Luxion and a lot behind him and teach him reality with all the Argentine shit.

When the red magic formations that were floating on the ground disappear, they come slowly as Mr. Fernans fears.

No protection. Seeing where they take protection, they seem a little upset.

"... Pierre"

Mr. Fernan, who turns his sympathetic gaze, is still the six nobles.

I sympathize with Pierre for losing his crest.

This guy doesn't need protection.

It just makes people unhappy to have it.

Most importantly, this guy sold me a fight.

That is the most unforgivable thing.

Event? An event or something to get closer together now is unnecessary, even though the main character and the target of the attack are giving out enough sweet air that they are likely to spit sugar.

This is real... if it's in your way, you just have to get rid of it. You can follow the protagonists as much as you want later.

Patience is poisonous to the body.

If this guy hadn't gotten involved with us, I'd have watched him... but this guy crossed the line. At the time I took Noel and Carla, I decided to make this guy's treatment the most brutal.

I whisper gently to Pierre.

"What do you say? How do you feel about losing the protection of the Holy Tree? Let me ask you something, you miserable nobleman."

When I nibbled and asked him, he looked back at me, not sure if Pierre was angry or crying.

... I wanted to see that face!

"Here, say it. Tell me how you feel about losing the Holy Tree. Are you scared? I'm scared... 'cause I've been scattering and looking great, and I've lost my protection. I'm sure they'll all take revenge on you.

Looking at the audience, the students at the school watched Pierre with cold eyes.

The world is apparently cold for those who have lost their protection, even if they are aristocrats.

Pierre squatts and cries out on the spot.

"Why... why am I looking at you like this!

"Because you sold me a fight. Be prepared. It's not over yet. And then, you deserve this. Well, that was a good afternoon, Pierre."

I put my hand on Pierre's shoulder,

"You've been a good pioneer."

When Pierre cried out, Mr. Fernan and the others looked at me and were donning.

... No, it's this way I want to pull a dong.

Oh, my God, it's this way that you've been bothered.

I'm wearing my hair.

"Well, it's time to pick him up."

I'm worried that Luxion hasn't done too much.

He's a loser who always says he wants to destroy new humans.

◇

The airship fleet of the Argentine Republic was deployed.

Behind us was the Temple of the Holy Tree, and if we went any further, the Holy Tree was in danger.

The admiral aboard the flagship screams.

"Whatever you do, sink him here! I don't mind ignoring the crew's safety!

More than fifty ships pointed the cannon at Einhorn.

We came this far while destroying the Favel family's territory and sinking the Favel family's private fleet.

A Republic airship shoots artillery simultaneously.

Shooting artillery lined up beside the hull, the artillery shells were magically accelerating and increasing their power.

Ainhorn thrusts through such shelling.

He was expanding his shield and playing all the artillery bullets.

He looks like the admiral bit down the bitter bug.

"... a monster"

Never in the history of the Republic have I been pushed this far.

If you try to make the Holy Tree a republic of faith, you can't withdraw.

One after the other, the airship ascends into the sky, and Einhorn ignores it and carries out shelling.

The Admiral is surprised by Einhorn's shelling with his bow pointed.

A Republic airship was pierced and hit by a magic shield.

Allied ships to be bombed one after the other.

"What hitting accuracy. Is this the kingdom's airship?"

The admiral screams.

"Maximum engine output! Hit this ship, but sink that ship!

Deciding it unfavourable to be shooting at each other, several ships, including the flagship, go into preparation to storm. Einhorn kept his mouth shut about the move.

"Squeeze it!"

The Admiral was also concerned about Einhorn's movements,

"Ha ha! We're the strongest!

"Long live the Favels!

"Hey, get out of the way."

A drunken voice was being heard from correspondence, truncated as "doing something drunk" even when the other person made a move to suffer understanding.

"Assault!"

The airship expands its shield thickly on the bow and storms towards Einhorn.

From the airship, the crew fled one after the other, and the admiral was surprised to go outside when he boarded a small boat and left the scene.

"... No way"

Shooting through and sinking the ship that had stormed us, we stormed the flagship… more than a thousand meters.

Flagship split from left to right to be crushed and chopped to pieces.

Only Einhorn emerges safely from the flames and smoke generated by the explosion.

The admiral held his hand in remorse.

I can't help it.

There's a lack of preparation, but it wasn't a battle in the first place.

See Einhorn from above the small boat.

If the Republic knights try to mount the armor on them, they are being shot down or knocked down by something like footless armor.

The admiral collapsed from his knees.

"In my stead, the Republic will lose..."

The myth of immortality was about to end.

Then one of my men pointed to the sky.

"Admiral!"

"What are you... what?

As a large armor descended from the sky toward Einhorn, which the Admiral also did not know, he punched the armor without legs and stepped down onto the deck.

From inside comes the youth down.

"Are you a student?

Student - When Lion had a shotgun in his hand and got aboard Einhorn's ship, the Doruille family airship was now explaining it to all ships in correspondence.

"Don't shoot! Young people are on our side now!

Fernan Toala Doruille - To the words of the six nobles, the fleet obeyed and ceased shelling.

But the admiral wept with both hands.

"... just got here"

Numerous airships were exposed to wreckage on the earth with holy trees.

In fact, the Republic fleet was defeated by only one foreign airship.

◇

On board Einhorn.

It's been rough for a long time, and I squeal with a shotgun in my hands.

"I'll charge you an increment for the repairs."

Then Luccion showed up in front of me, holding back the escort robot on both sides.

"I've been waiting for you, Master"

"Did I miss you?

'Yes. I also seem to have grown to the point of understanding that I miss not hearing the master's bullshit. It's just that if you'd been a little late, you could have destroyed that temple.'

... I knew this guy wasn't cute.

Claire or something, even though she sends me underwear pictures of Ange.

As I walk out, Luxion comes to a fixed position around my right shoulder and floats.

The robots were positioned to protect me too.

"Now, where are the scraps?

'A few of you are stuck in your room and running away from reality. A lot of them are out of the hangar, trying to escape.'

"Show me. Then do the Pierre thing thoroughly."

"… Copy that."

I set up a shotgun, and I smiled and looked for Pierre's surroundings.

I get a report from Luxion as I look at the vandalized Einhorn.

Among other things, I was curious:

"Swearing to the Holy Tree is not a covenant?

'Yes. Not exactly. Holy trees in the first place do not take so fine a response. The covenants are an application of the oath to the Holy Tree. Originally, he said that swearing to the Holy Tree was the right way to use it, in order to gain greater strength. It's just this way of applying it, but they've discovered it in recent years.'

"You didn't take it directly, you didn't curse us, that's why you didn't order us."

Pierre wouldn't be surprised if he took Einhorn from us without a question.

That went out into the roundabout means of swearing to the Holy Tree.

There was a good reason.

'As a result of the examination, there is also a class on the crest of the Holy Tree. The apex is "Guardian." The next point is "Witch." Then followed by the six great nobles, and further down there are the nobles. You're benefiting so much that you go to the top.'

"Was it impossible in Pierre to take it away easily or curse it"

'Yes. Supposedly I used the oath of the Holy Tree for that. I guess the Holy Tree also reported Einhorn with the possessions of the Mariers. From the standpoint of the Holy Tree, Pierre with protection is our superior.'

I laugh small.

"Seedlings worked for tyrannical saint trees."

"To those with seedlings, they will not be able to behave as superiors. I guessed from Marie's notes, you hit it. '

Trading materials.

And in preparation, the seedlings were helpful enough.

"Nevertheless, the Holy Tree cut Pierre off easily"

'For the Holy Tree, you decided that the act of keeping an oath and losing or breaking it was not enough as your own protector. By swearing to the Holy Tree, you lend a restraint, a curse and other powers. And yet you failed. So we won't talk.'

If I say so, the six great nobles are not only using the Holy Tree unilaterally.

The Holy Tree also uses the six nobles to defend itself.

"Pierre was careless. What happens if this information flows to the kingdom?

'If the master doesn't move, it won't change. In fact, the kingdom has no power but to attack and destroy the Republic. It doesn't change the republic's advantage in defense. However, you will notice the weakness of the Republic, and it is useful information in the long run'

Talking, I arrived at the hangar.

Pierre's surroundings, sitting around giving up, look at me coming in.

"Hello traitors - and fuck you!

Pulling the shotgun trigger, the shell was fired and the shotgun splashed.

It's for interpersonal use, but it hurts a lot.

Shoot one after the other, and suffer from pain and fall.

There was a Pierre surrounding me, so I'll step on my head. This is the guy Pierre saw the day he sold me a fight.

"Well, from now on, you guys are going to be judged as traitors... how do you feel?

Pierre's surroundings, suffering from pain, had a blue face.

The smell of alcohol, but the drunkenness seems to be awake.

"See who you sold the fight to?

Everyone is trembling and I'm going to load my shotgun with shells.

"You guys. You want me to attack the kingdom or something... and you guys will deal with me? Great guts. You want me to buy you one?

You were watching what was going on out there, everyone was laying on their faces.

Mouthfully,

"Oh, I didn't mean that."

"Mr. Pierre told me that Pierre...

"Oh, and we're not doing anything!

I laugh when I pull the shotgun trigger and shut him up.

"It doesn't matter! Your sin is to sell us this fight to me."

Now that the main character and the boy who is the target of the attack are friends and no longer need events or anything else - there is no need for me to be patient.

Well, next time, let's also try to hold the Argentine Republic accountable.