Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

At that time, the soldiers of the Luainian army wandered into an unnatural sound.

"Hey, what?

"Earthquake?"

The Kingdom of Falgia is not an earthquake-rich country. However, in relation to volcanoes, there are areas that experience occasional slight fluctuations, and earthquakes occur to a slightly shaky extent once every decade.

I thought that was why it was an earthquake, but the swing even came with the sound of wearing the earth.

And for them heading for the castle, on the right hand side, the next moment they noticed the soil smoke that was about to rise, everyone screamed at the strange substitute that appeared.

"What is that!?

I can't help but grip my fingers.

Because soil giants come running many times taller and wider than they are.

I know the composition is dirt. For in every place there is a mixture of grass and dead leaves that bloom in the yellow field.

Still, it's not like the giant isn't terrified. The moment he sees the orbit as if the dark darkness in his square head had subsided, he simultaneously escapes from its path.

"Bye."

The underneath of the ladder, which lost its support hand, is further trampled by the giant of the earth, whose figure buries in the dirt and disappears.

Those whose roots of grass are kicked by popping legs become immobile after they have danced through the universe.

Twenty or so horseback riders rushed through the sights to chase the earthly form (the Golem) before the warriors.

The color of that cloak is blue. A Falgian knight.

I know, but no one can move right away. I've never had a relationship with such a groundhog (golem). If a smaller size warcraft had been dealt with, there would still have been someone with experience in the crusade.

Before I could move, an arrow poured down from the castle.

Those who neglect to pay attention to you fall to the arrows, and the army is further confused.

But there is no one who dares to face the earthly form (the Golem).

Some of the knights who appear to have rushed from the main battalion wave their swords toward the earthly form (the Golem).

But I can't make you feel any itching.

Soil and grass splash and a group of blue cloaks rush through.

In the army of Louain, a glimpse of the hedgerow was made so that the runaway marks of the earthly form (the Golem) were engraved.

On the other hand, we were desperate too, a group of blue capes.

"Ma, not yet!?

"Almost there! Hey, don't worry about it. Run!

Don't procrastinate, Mr. Cain and the knights put Alan and me on the horse to chase the Earthlings (golem).

If it's too soon, you're about to be kicked in the feet of the Earthlings (Golem), and if it's too late, you could be the target of soldiers and knights who returned to me. You'll want to deal with people you know will bleed if you slash them, rather than substitutes you don't know if anyone wants to get them or if you can defeat them.

But the purpose now is not to defeat the surprised enemy.

We need to direct the enemy's attention from the castle as we head straight through the battlefield.

The destination is beyond the Luein army, at a point where sparks were scattered, perhaps friends… or the Vain border uncle.

The giant earth doll (golem) runs unexpectedly fast.

Since each step is huge, I thought it would be about more walking, but although I shake my arms firmly and form my thighs up, chasing them with my horse is the speed of travel at which they travel.

We are so focused on moving today that it should be much faster than moving in battle.

In contrast, the enemy's movement is dull, like spending one turn in a shock that sees a groundhog (golem).

First, we run away from the earthly form (the Golem) and, while we are stunned, we stay away from places we cannot chase.

But it's only in the early days that effects that are similar to the magic of illusion. Little by little, everyone moves faster than they can see the earthly form (golem) even from afar.

The knights of Luain were coming to the proof. But even for me, I'm not likely to be able to do more than run a groundhog (golem).

"Damn... I wish I could even build a dirt wall with one hassle..."

"Yich, don't be greedy, apprentice. You would have just become a magician."

I can't even hold it aside, and Master Horace laughs at me for putting it in the bag I carried.

I know that too. Otherwise, we're still in the magician LV1 state. Then there's no way I can do this. If you do too much, you're sanded and off the front when you say the battle has just begun. I don't like that.

So I'm trying to fill everything up, wherever I can.

It is the efforts of Mr. Cain and Alan to make up for the excess.

The earthly shape (Golem), which is also the shield that protects us, continues to run. I'm just desperate to follow you, but I'm afraid to cross just twenty horsemen among 10,000 armies, and I'm in a hurry fast.

I felt as if time had been pulled away for a long time.

In between, a corpse kicked over by a giant. I see a body shot with an arrow and dumped before that, and I almost close my eyes unexpectedly.

Squeeze your shoulders down and endure the disgust that the sight brings.

I feel nauseous. Scary.

This is the first time I've ever witnessed a man die in battle.

However, when the mind shakes, the earthly form (golem) also moves poorly. So try not to look at the ground and stare straight over there.

You're supporting me like that, only a little strength in Mr. Cain's arm. You must have noticed my fright. To kindness, I reiterate what should be made a priority.

And the time has come to wait.

A hedge forms before the earthly form (Golem). Ahead, I saw the flames.

"We're here!

I hurry to make the earthly leg stop.

Ahead of stopping with the earthen smoke raised, there was a figure of a man who, like a human soul, would erupt and scatter like gunpowder.

There has been a fairly widespread explosion, and a group of soldiers across the person who would be a sorcerer's scumbag have been forced to retreat.

The sorcerer crooked, in black leather armor, had a black cape that burned and raised smoke.

That's it, I guessed what it meant. Ruein sacrificed one soldier to create a sorcerer's crunch.

"How dare you..."

Even if you fight on the front line, waiting could be death. But the art of fighting remains meagre. But in this way, is there nothing but death in agony already?

There is no way to help. There's only one way to get close.

Someone jumped out of my side before trying to order it to the earthly form (the Golem).

"Shh. Eh!

With the temper, Alan, who jumped in, waves his sword down.

The sword for the horse was long and heavy, and a red bloodshot rose from the head of the sorcerer crunch that fed on its blade.

I breathed.

More and more fallen magician crooked soldiers quickly turn to rustle and sand. Even red blood.

Alan, slashed away, looked at the people behind him and let his eyes shine with a harsh look.

They were wearing blue capes. Behind a soldier with a spear, there is a horseback riding. There was a man inside wearing a helmet that made the Green Green Green Room look dull.

"Father!"

Alan screams. The opponent waves. The soldiers in the blue cape slowed their expressions with joy and waved.

Definitely, it's Vayne Borderline Uncle.

The moment I thought it was good, I almost lost my mind.

"Let's move on to our next move."

Thanks to Mr. Cain's voice, I am no longer completely alarmed.

Thanks to the inversion of the horse, I see enemy soldiers trying to narrow the wheel as the hedge behind them is about to close and as they guarded this one from getting caught up in the sorcerer's crease.

There is still confusion among enemy soldiers. But it will be over soon.

I decided to execute one of the two plans I had in mind.

"Alan, I'll be in your next hand!

If I encourage, Alan, who rushed over to Uncle Vayne's border, also tightens his expression.

"Are you all right?

"Because it's the only thing I can do"

Exchange short words with each other, and move.

Alan consolidates about 500 soldiers led by the Vayne Border Berber and the knights who have followed him so far, and tells Uncle Vayne about his plans.

I looked right back here and nodded.

"Thank you for getting this far, Mr. Cain"

That's what I get off the horse. I have to do this alone from here on out. Horses get in the way, too.

But for some reason, Mr. Cain came down with me.

"Huh?"

Between surprises, Mr. Cain deposits his horse with one of the infantrymen that Uncle Borderline had with him.

"Hey, what are you doing!?

"I'm following you."

That's what I said. He's gonna hold me.

"Hey, Mr. Cain!?

It's not like I want to bust my hands and feet and ram, I don't want to skip Mr. Cain, and I can't afford to accidentally fall and get hurt. Mr. Cain gives me a really refreshing grin.

"Come on. Now you have to take me, don't you?

"But Mr. Cain, from here it's convenient for me to be alone..."

"I won't disturb you. But I thought if you were going to do all you could, you'd need someone to hold you and run away."

Laughing, but not Mr. Cain's eyes as he sees them up close.

I pulled my lips together.

"For the most part, you're tired already, aren't you?

It's a prospect, but I can't nod. If I admit it, it's going to collapse from there and I'm scared.

'Cause really, I was getting exhausted like my temper kept concentrating on something, and I was even nauseated as I supported it.

"I promised Mrs. Beatrice that I would protect her in taking you out. That's why I'm not leaving."

Declared, I nod in notion.

Either way, we don't have time for this anymore. To take advantage of the surprises of enemy soldiers, or at a time when you would be able to manipulate my magic.

He then extended his arm to the earthly shape (the golem) and asked Mr. Cain to rise above his palm.