Transported to a hyper-realistic RPG.

Think about it, but most of the people in the hidden village were slaves.

There were people who had fled from other places, and not all of them, but most of the slaves who had fled to the hidden village were people who had fled from this bandit called Puppet.

And among those people, there were a lot of people who suffered from the influence of Zarain... or almost all of them.

In short, this bandit named Puppet had his slaves ingest Zarain so they wouldn't be able to escape.

I've heard that slaves who are selling at a high price have not even done that, but those who have been selling for a long time and have only lost their value as chore and the comfort of bandits have been forced to take Zalain in, and when they become addicted, they will not escape to Zalain's desire even if they do not bother to watch or prepare a jail...

I don't know if it was flushed from a handyman, if it was cultivated by us, or if it was obtained from another place, but the fact that it can be used as a pom pom is that it was not that expensive for Puppet.Whatever happens, I'm sure they're the ones who were tormenting the people in the hiding villages.

Now, there were several people in the hidden village who had symptoms like a man who kept laughing in front of them.No, there were people with worse symptoms.

Looking at that tragedy, you don't have to be angry.

"I recommend that you release them as soon as possible."If you don't want this to happen? "

That said, Slatan's smile, which laughed at Nikkori and the sane bandits, must have looked very scary.

The bandits twitched their mouths and immediately screamed for the emancipation of the slaves.

Even if you say liberation, the shackles don't come off, and it's the same thing that we have to live as slaves for the future, but even if we kill the bandits, they won't die, which is enough for us.

Well, you let us go, so please let us go!

"I won't do anything bad anymore!" What happened?! "

The bandits begging for their lives.We are not stupid enough to believe that word, and in the first place, it is anger at what we have done so far, so it doesn't matter what happens from now on.

Thank you, sir.

Surakutan spoke to the bandits in a quiet and calm voice.

Za za za za za za za!!

Giaaaaa!

"Guaaaa!"

When Surakitan kicked the ground and disappeared, in a few seconds, the bandits slashed all over their bodies and scattered blood splashes all around them.

Suraitan was thinking about the slaves, to the extent that he said he might hesitate to attack them.And the bandits who have used and crushed such slaves have never had any sympathy for such a slave.

"Why, why...?"

Once we've dealt with the bandits, the remaining combat slave elves will look at us and ask why they're helping us kill them.

"I'm sorry, but I don't seem to have time to talk."If you want to escape, head south. ”

It might sound a little cold, but it's the person who killed each other, so if you tell them what's going on, there's no problem.

"Hey! Over there!"

I found it!

From the base, bandits with Zoro and slaves of battle appear.

Go!

"Huh?!"

Finally, I say a word to the Elves and run towards Nil and the enemy.

If you fight in this position, the remaining male elves will not be able to escape with the four fallen slaves.To avoid that, we need to move the battlefield deeper, so we hurry into the base.

You can't choose not to kill the opponent from here on out!

Yes!

Unlike before, it is not a number that can stand around with room.If you lose your mind or your hands for a moment, you will be crushed at once.

What we can do to combat slaves is no longer there...

"Don't leave me!"

Leave the defense to me and Pilate!

"Surat Thanh, protect Heine and Pilate!"

I got it!

Running, checking their roles, Nil and I go forward.

Domes made of rock walls are about ten meters apart from each other, and people flow in between them like water.

"How did you get that trap...?"

Push the slaves forward!

"Walk fast!"

The enemy seemed to be quite messy, but only the slaves appeared in the front.Slaves build meat walls and bandits hide behind them.

If you kill a slave, the bandit won't die, but if you kill a bandit, the slave will die.Because I know these conditions, I want to target the bandits, not the slaves, but the thick walls of the slaves make it difficult.Even if you run at speed, you won't be able to break through easily.

As expected, there were not many slaves who were strong enough to fight the slaves, and most of them seemed to be slaves who were only armed and combat slaves who could fight quite well.Still, because the number of people alone is enough of a threat, it is only a blessing in the midst of misfortune.

Nevertheless, I have prepared so many slaves.Do you think we don't kill slaves to make them walls, or do the bandits just want to fight?Is it both of these reasons?

Whatever you do, whether you're a disgusting slave or not, you can't afford to take the option of not slashing anymore.

"Nil! We have a long way to go, so let's be careful!"

Yes!

Bandits could be seen beyond the Slave Wall, and more people were still gathering from the back.It is necessary to avoid getting too tired or injured here.

With that in mind, Nil replies, sets up a shield, and runs to the head of the enemy.

Do you think we won't kill or attack slaves with the faces of some visible bandits?

Even if we attack, we may think we can only avoid a deadly attack and injure ourselves.

"Ngh!!"

Shh! Shh!

The first man standing was a slave with no combat experience, and he waved down the dagger he had against Nil's approach, but Nil was able to play it easily, and he pushed Zhanghua between his chin and throat.

"Geez... fuck..."

Five combat slaves who were fighting earlier.Even though the dagger shield man was no longer standing, he was ordered by the bandits to stand up desperately. This is a testament to the fact that the order of the Lord is absolute for the slave.

They have to stand up and fight as many times as they can, whether it's pain or suffering, if they can move a little.If we attack here without killing, they'll come at us without arms or legs.Soldiers who are ready to die are scared to death.

You can't say you have to kill a soldier like that if you don't kill him.Even if we do that, the numbers will never diminish, and we'll only get bitter.

Haha!

Gah! Gah!

Nil and I mercilessly swing our blades down against those who twisted their faces in fear and still couldn't stand it.

I don't mean to be irresistible, but I don't know if I have to kill someone close to it...... but they're really going to repeat the unpleasant tactics.

Among other things, fighting Puppets feels overwhelmingly uncomfortable, unlike the unpleasant feeling I've felt in previous battles.Is it a combination of numbers, to slow down the hand waving the blade, or to give discomfort and not make a normal judgment from anger?

Well, for whatever reason, I'll definitely put the head of the man who planned this operation in front of the slaves.

"Nil! Even if you're fighting a slave, you can't tell!"Let's break through and go deeper! "

Yes!

Grrrr! Gin!

Those in the front line seemed to have a lot of slaves unfamiliar with the battle, but when Nil broke into the front line, some sharp slashes attacked.There are still a few who can fight quite well.That said, there were only those who lacked the strength to be strong, and Nil proceeded smoothly by breaking the slave wall.I cover Nil from behind, while I cut down the enemy and go with them. Behind them, Heine and Pilté follow our support, especially our defenses, and Surakitan moves around busily to protect them.

It looks like Surakutan is trying not to get too much damage from his slaves.The dagger of the original weapon was a weapon that was specialized in killing the opponent with a single blow, so it was the right way to use it, but it was impossible to turn into a demon and shake down the blade.

However, while I and Nil continue to progress smoothly, I don't have much work as a shrine, and since Hate is for me and Nil, I can still withstand enough, so there's no problem for now.

While scratching off the slaves, I was able to move a little further, to a position that was quite close to the domed rock wall built on the outermost side.

I thought if I went on like this, I would be able to fight against one of the walls of the dome.

Behind the slaves who were scratching.I noticed that the pale light was rising from the bandits.

"No way...?!"

Thinking about what I'm trying to do, I come to one answer.

The distance between us and the slaves is very close, within reach of the blade.Normally, you would think that if you shoot in magic or arrows with your friends so close, they would blow up.That's why it's impossible to shoot magic in such a turbulent state.....

Perhaps... you were planning an attack involving the slaves from the beginning?!

"Heine! Pilte!"

"I know!! Pilate!"

"Yes! Mother! You can go anytime!"

The two of them seem to have arrived at the answer, and they are working together in a rather stuck-up voice.

I hope this is just a guess, but it ends with melancholy.....

GOOOOOOO!!!

A heat wave is coming at me, burning up that wish, where I was hoping for it.

Bright red flames illuminate the darkness, and malicious attacks strike.

Shinya-san! Nil-chan!

Called Heine and Pilte, Nil and I step back to them and hide inside the Dark Shell.

"This... this... this..."

Looking up at the impending flame, Surakutan's expression was indescribable.

An unbearable expression...Maybe we all looked the same.

Feeling the flames coming from behind, the slaves suddenly stopped at the spot.

Even after I knew I was going to die, there was no one who wanted to point the blade at me.There's no other reason for them to fight than to live from the beginning.

"Fuck!!!!"

GOOOOOO!!

Surakitan screams with a voice that breaks his throat, but the flames cover his sight as if he were wiping it out.

We're hiding behind a dark shell, not directly hit by magic, but feeling the heat of the flames passing by.

The tip of my hair is burnt and smelly.The surroundings, which were supposed to be dark at night, turned bright red.

At the same time, the screams of the slaves wrapped in flames began to be heard from around them.

Ahhhhhhhhh!!

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

The slaves walked around asking for help while their whole body was covered in flames.

The smell of burning meat fills me up.

"Eek!"

Surakutan smells the smell and vomits behind him.

Nil and I were able to withstand the smell because we had smelled it a few times, but it was still inevitable that we would cover our nose and mouth with our hands.

It has always been strange.

The slaves sent to this battlefield are often mixed with people with almost no fighting power.

I've thought about things like a wall to keep our heads together and a wall to frighten us mentally, but all of them were different.

No, to be precise, they were all correct...

The slaves I met in this place, which can be called the Great Battlefield, can be divided into three parts.

Amateurs who can't fight at all, those who can fight there, and those who have the power to call themselves powerful.

Among them, the number of amateurs is the highest, and the number of powerful people is the lowest.

If so, it would have been good to just hit the strong man.You knew that amateurs couldn't kill us before this war started.

And yet, I dared to put it in to use on something that wasn't even a discarded pawn, just to slow us down... no, we can't even do that.

The man who thought of this plan so far, in the fight against slaves heading to the East Gate, and in the fight against the fake base, he carefully observed what we would do, and at the same time he planted in us the awareness that we were putting in a fight to make slaves.

Let the amateurs fight us down.That's how it was interpreted.That way, we're limited to a few actions in this place.Among them, it can be predicted that the action with the highest probability will be to charge through the fence of the slaves.They did not use large-scale magic to keep slaves from being killed in the dark, and they stormed hard to avoid the battle itself as much as possible.

Afterwards, we placed amateur-like slaves who would not be able to use them in battle, and a few people who could fight there, trying to slow down our progress.

And we did the right thing.

There, the greatest firepower blow from magic.

With advanced fire magic as the main axis, the wizards were all using fire magic, and they were all going to slaughter all of us with a single blow with fire magic, which became a huge amount of firepower.

A lot of miscellaneous magic that came to us when we left the trap zone.Even that is one way to make people think they are a small fish who can't handle magic well in battle.

We're still alive, but without the Dark Shell built by Heine and Pilte, we wouldn't have been intact.If it was a normal Advanced Defense Magic, it was likely to have disappeared.It was quite a blow.

In fact, even if it was inside the dark shell, it felt hot and even the hair was burnt, which meant that it had enough firepower.

I didn't expect the slaves to release such a blow just to get rid of us...

Ahhhhhhhhh!

Nooooooo!

In that firepower, those who died in an instant may still be good.It was done without knowing the pain of being burned in the flames.

It's too close!

Before I even noticed it, my whole body was getting strength, and from the inside of my body, even the surrounding flames were emitting a fever that exceeded it.

Too much force came in, and when I heard the sound of my teeth unconsciously, I finally realized that my mind was becoming unstable.

Your whole body feels your heart pulsating and your vision is twitching.I feel my whole body standing upside down, and my uncontrollable emotions are overflowing.

"Master, Master..."

Nil, who looked at me worriedly next to her, called out to me in a small voice.

No, I may have actually been called out loud enough, but I can hear the sound of water in my ears.

The slaves had nothing to do with men, women, or race, and were gathered in various ways.Among such people, I saw that the men and women of the human race were burning and suffering.

It was that moment.

Something exploded inside me.

The sight of my father and mother being burned to death was seen overlapping with each other.

Even though everything is different, the trauma doesn't seem to go away so easily.

Even if we had noticed the end of the burning slaves earlier, we might not have been able to do anything.No, I probably couldn't do anything about it.

Even if it was possible to delay death somewhat, the same result must have been reached in the end.It was the same even if I used Holy Soul Magic.

That's why I know in my head that they were the ones I couldn't save...

However, I can feel emotions swirling around my body that I have no idea what to say.

Was it anger or sadness? Maybe it was just madness.

I don't know what you call emotions, but I was sure that I couldn't control myself.

"Master!!"

I thought I heard Nil's voice, but when I realized it, I was already kicking the ground.

Bow!!

The wind that blows when I run through it creates a flame that burns all around me and makes a sound.

Someone's coming!!

"Get up!!"

In front of me was another wall of slavery.

They have spears in their hands, and all of them face each other.

"Eeaaahhhhhhhh!!"

”Hiiiii!!”

My murderous temper pressured the slaves to make a terrified voice.

I have no idea what I'm looking at.Anyway, now all I had to do was cut off a lot of them who created this shit-like situation.

The slaves who were relieved by my assault were so terrified that they were standing there.

All I'm aiming for is bandits who are not trying to fight by watching us from the back of the slaves.

Don 'T!!

I'll concentrate on my feet and kick the ground.

Srrrrr!

"Huh?!"

At that moment, something was entangled in my left arm.

When his eyes were turned towards his arms, something like a black tentacle was wrapped around him.You'll soon notice that Nil is a shadow tappet tangled in my arm.As I pulled my arms, I jumped over the heads of the slaves and landed my legs on the wall of the dome in front of me on the right.