Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

Fighting began as each other's sentinels found reinforcements moving from upstream of the river.

The Falzian reinforcements, whose enemies would also come down the river by boat, seemed to have sensed, and they had separated their armies from the beginning in order to reach you.

The Luainian army, waiting slightly upstream, releases arrows simultaneously towards the ship that comes down.

The coalition of aristocrats of Falgia occupied the front of the bridge leading to the streets.

Release an arrow at the Falzian army that came forward to match the reinforcements.

But we stopped once, too, at a distance that the arrows couldn't reach.

"Let's do magic first..."

First I tried to create a dirt shape for the agitation, and I wondered if the enemy army arrows had stopped, and there were more than one carriage that nobody was on your stand, coming this way.

There were several people on the carrier.

"I don't know what."

Unlike me with my neck hanging, Alan, who was trying to gaze at it nearby, gives instructions to the army.

"Shoot the arrow! Kill every horse, probably a magician scumbag!

Before the assault unit, which was solidified forward, the archer hurries out and starts shooting arrows.

The three carriages stop where the horse was shot by an arrow and crossed the river.

The other four horses fell as they approached the Falzian army, and the people they were carrying were thrown out of the rolling carriage.

"I'm not a soldier..."

The people thrown irresistibly on the ground do not wear armor or a cloak that knows their country. On the contrary, there were even women who seemed to be servants of black clothes.

Obviously non-combatants.

Though they wake up screaming painfully, their bodies are soon engulfed in flames. Although they definitely made me a sorcerer sloppy.

"I think it's to keep soldiers from lowering their morale. Probably sacrificed the servants he hired in his own house. If you choose to sacrifice from those who are fighting, no matter how much you pay, there will be a fugitive."

I'm relieved by Mr. Cain's guess.

"Luain, too, was forced to make sinners and keep them sorcerers sloppy...... You can keep your soldiers morale, but are you willing to do the same here?

My master spoke to Mr. Cain about his opinions.

"Oh, why?

"Nobles don't treat servants from the beginning, but in the case of Falgia, it's a little different. For a lot of skirmishes with the countries around you, you know you can't win if you're turned away by people and people in your territory. If you imitate the way you force non-combatants into the battlefield, can't you live as a very noble man?

Oh, and I remembered.

A long time ago, Jina told me, 'The Knight of Falgia is well-behaved'.

In Salehard and other countries, which was the home of the master, perhaps more noble and knightly are coarse.

Although I am not sure because I do not interact with the Knight of Salehardo at the moment, and because I am frightened because I am on the threatened side, I will not be subjected to coarse things.

"After the prince triumphed, perhaps he was hunted down that he had no choice but to scatter here for fear of being guilty of his part in the queen"

"If so, wouldn't it be strange not to have to think about later,"

The conversation between the master and Mr. Cain showed that the nobles who had sided with the queen were also prepared to lose. Because of that, I didn't mind mundane things.

More than that, I'm curious.

"But do they all have fire attributes...?

Different from the sorcerer scurvy so far, after all. Though I also thought when I defeated Count Patriciere, this time there were a lot of people.

The sorcerers collapse, some fall in the rain of the arrows, and remain sandy.

But those with strong magic who burned arrows also began to run toward the Falgian army.

Besides, I guess I'll be riding the sorcerer's trick later, the carriage will be running again.

I don't have any chili.

To Alan, who pounds his tongue, I said.

"Can we go as planned? Alan, I'll take out the Earthlings and defeat the magician scumbag on the way!

"Right...... it's also bad to delay"

Alan nods and gives new instructions to the soldiers.

"Mage's earthly shape followed by assault!, the earthly shapes of our leaked magician scumbag, the spear-bearing humans finish it! Otherwise, keep your distance!

I make three earthlings.

This time I did not use the master, I operated it remotely alone.

The earthly shape runs out about two stories tall. Through a bridge on the Royne River, he trampled down the carriage he was on his way.

When the tree sounded broken, my shoulders shook unexpectedly.

The opponent is not the one who came to the battlefield to fight. Yet I have to kill him. That's hard.

But it's not what it used to be. I won't hesitate because I know they won't help anymore or that there will be more victims to prolong this fight.

The Earthlings rush straight into the enemy formation, crushing the enemy soldiers and kicking them.

Unlike the Luein army, the Falgian noble army that became the enemy has never fought me. They flee into earthly assaults and easily reduce their numbers than the Luein army.

Alan forced the army to storm, as he chased the earthlings.

The magician scumbag, who has left about four, has been picked up by soldiers who were prepared in advance, thinking that they would also send out enemies.

The enemy aristocratic army is confused by the earthly form, where it is attacked and floated. But it's hard to retreat.

As originally planned, I built another bridge on the downstream side.

We can increase the number of soldiers to storm, and we can use it as a way to retreat.

But there, Alan stops the crossing.

"Coming! Warcraft!

What I saw in the direction I pointed was the figure of a giant bird with a long tail clustered with flames.