A Black Knights slave has been pulled out by the White Adventurer Guild to S-rank.

War with the Demons

The boundaries between the Demons and the Kingdom of Xela changed the wave situation to the peace that had been going on for a long time.

It is a pursuit by nations and demons multiplied by the gap of civil strife in the kingdom.

The people and the demons have decided that the overall war will not be fought by agreement.

However, it is assumed that partly, that is, if it is one force and one country of the Seven Demonic Nobles, the whole thing is not to interfere.

It is due to the exploitation of the upper echelons, known as the Heads of State, that we decide whether it is the whole thing or not.

The skirmishes and protests in the power of the powerful nations and the seven great demonic aristocracies were inherently comparable to 'war' and should have been recognized as a whole.

But it was also the main nations of the people that were eroding the kingdom of Cuzella.

Military power, both qualitative and numerical, had moved to rewrite boundaries, even small nations, headed by one of the best empires.

Because of these causes, the Demons and the Kingdom of Cuzella were considered to be a collision between a single force.

And the war situation was one in which the kingdom side was being pushed.

"You're lying! The Red Lions have been hit!

"What about the mercenary regiment of order and collapse that came to reinforcements?!?

"It's so crushed there! Pull the line off the front line for one second and back off!

Angers and screams mix in.

They were fighting in the burning fields, and there was a city behind them that was burning and collapsing with several black smokes.

The U.N. crowd, even if they are hiring a group of well-known mercenaries. There was no opportunity for the war to turn around.

Besides, that's not all this time.

"What's going on, you're not just a Buckemon!

And one screams.

The battlefield was surrounded by a different atmosphere.

Only one demon clan is being dealt with by one mercenary regiment.

The racial advantage lies in the demonic race.

Magic and physical abilities are far superior to demons.

But there was a number of people. The numbers become both intelligent and violent.

Still, the situation in which one mercenary regiment finally deals with one demon tribe was heterogeneity itself.

"Ah...... damn. Damn.........! Dear Astaire......!

One soldier was dying. He is falling with a fist hole in his abdomen.

And clench the pendant around her neck as she prays to the goddess Astaire.

The silver circular pendant had a personified figure imitating the goddess. It was a pendant sold by Astaism, praying to the goddess Astaire.

A soldier's magic is sucked into the pendant, albeit faintly.

This is why the goddess Astaire supposedly exists.

And even on the battlefield it is believed to sharpen the magic that becomes "strength". - Astaire, the goddess who has done miracles many times.

But.

"Ha ha! Thank you!"

"Guaah!"

"It's no use! You guys can't beat one of these Lourdes! Ha ha!

A demon clan that ravaged a mercenary regiment by itself waves a dying soldier.

The demon clan, named Ruilde, had grown darker skin and tails, making long octagonal teeth glitter and brighter.

"Pray! Peace not to come to the impossible idols! They're doomed anyway!

Demons laugh loudly.

I scorn and laugh at everything people do.

But there was a definite gap there.

"This!

A wounded soldier squeezes his last strength and waves a sword with his torn body in half.

The size was enough.

But I never thought I could lead to death with a worn sword and body. That was the last scratch.

Even though it is...

"Doesn't it work?

"Become...!

Louis laughs invincibly.

A soldier opens his eyes in amazement.

(Also... aren't you getting stronger?

That was an unlikely suspicion.

A battlefield is something that always wears off. The opposite cannot happen.

It can't possibly happen.... a soldier gets jumped in the neck thinking that -.

"Reinforcements! Reinforcements are here! - The sword of the holy republic, saint phil and saint soria are here! It's the main force of the Holy Republic!

Flies like a piece of wood in which the demon clan is blown by the wind with its chanting.

"Guh! Nah, what!?

It was a young woman with brown hair in one piece who appeared in front of Lourdes.

The cleaver's eyes looked at Ruilde without incident.

But consciousness was perfectly different.

"Oh, boy. I even doubt why you're trying to help the kingdom that raided us."

[Kensei] - Phil.

Those who fight on the front lines of the troops responsible for the main forces of the Holy Republic.

And behind it was Soria Aiden, a beautiful girl with long pink hair [Virgin of Light Star].

"People are in danger......! Just because you were on the enemy's side doesn't mean you can't reach out."

Saying so, Soria began treating the soldiers who were hurting and falling all around her.

Phil smiles when he sees it.

"Hehe, I thought you'd say that."

It was not possible for them to go directly to the recent tragedy of the Holy Republic.

Especially Sword St. Phil and the main troops frequently go outside the Holy Republic and lend their strength as reinforcements.

Because if there were no unusual circumstances, the Holy Republic would be surrounded by nations that are keeping peace and without harm.

But if they had faced the plot of the King Dragon and the Kingdom of Xela, they would have settled it flat.

So much power.

"Can you just ignore me?!?

The rage of the demon clan's magic rings.

It's a voice shaking the earth from the bottom of the abyss.

But Phil can afford a lot.

"What do you mean, a bunch of demons?

"Aren't you having a good nerve...!

Ruilde of the Demon Nation puts blood vessels on his forehead at Phil's agitation of anger.

The power of life filled with anger shakes the perimeter.

But.

"That's a lot of gaps."

Phil disappeared...

Ruilde shows upset. In a moment, I heard an iron noise from behind Ruilde called Chakin, where the twister and the sheath combined.

Without turning his neck to look at the sound - Louirde put his knees on the ground, a bright horizontal letter was drawn from his torso and blood was pouring out of his momentum.

"Gu, damn......!

Ruilde spreads pure black wings from his back as he drifts cold sweat and jumps up.

"Hmm? Were you still left with that power?... well no"

Phil misses the Demon Clan.

Priority was given to rendezvous with key members who were moving to contain the other fierce demons on the battlefield rather than the dying demons.

"Let's go, Phil!

Soria had also finished treating all those who breathed.

She will be the only one in the people who can achieve so much breadth and speed.

But trying to get to the next battlefield without even putting it on her nose - it was exactly from Phil's eyes that she was the Virgin.

"Yes."

Phil's eyes had an admiration for Soria.

That's why Phil wasn't feeling too comfortable.