Dorei Tensei – Sono Dorei Saikyou no Moto Ouji ni Tsuki –

Outside the tent, as soldiers rushed around, some troops showed slow movements as if they were even refusing to go to the battlefield.

No matter how low morale I was, I felt like I was already defeated.

After seeing this, the question begins to arise in me as to whether it is enough to defeat General Broane. If I were to reinforce others, the Kingdom of Rain would withdraw temporarily, but the morale of the Cassandra army would remain temporary.

"Muraj, do you have any clothes for the Cassandra soldiers?

Muraji ran to get his clothes, confused by my question but answered yes.

"--So, why are you taking off your clothes?

When I took off my armor and began to take off my clothes, unlike Naya and Fiel, Celia stared at me like she was just staring at me.

"I will be mistaken by the Cassandra soldiers to boost their morale. If you push it back with the power of someone else in red, and you know it's not coming next, you won't get anything up. That could be said to the Kingdom of Rain, and if I disappear, I might gain momentum again."

"That's right," Celestia said, turning away from me with her pants on.

In front of me, I spread out the clothes Muraji brought.

From what I can see, it looks like the lowest ranking soldier.

"Comfort - surprisingly good."

After all, the knight-style clothes were cosmetic and easy to move.

The defense is close to zero compared to what I was wearing, but it works well enough to move.

"Fiel, keep my clothes and sword. Naya will protect Celestia."

Fiel answered, "Yes," magically floats my suit and Naya sharpens her senses.

"And Naya, I don't think the Cassandra army is entirely on my side. Anyone who makes a funny move can be mercilessly slashed."

"I understand."

Muraji, who was listening to this conversation, blued his face and shook his neck sideways.

There came the Knight Commander, who would have spoken. The expression, in contrast to Muraj, is as clean as it already says that the story went well.

"Your Highness also said that you would definitely..."

"That's a deal," Celestia said, raising her mouth.

Celestia left only one word for me, followed by the Knight Commander, and somehow only Muraj remained under me.

"Muraji, I'm sorry you brought me this, but I'll keep this sword. I don't need it."

He took the sword out of his waist and put it out into Muraji's face, saying that Muraji didn't know what it meant, but he received it honestly.

"What are you gonna do with a full waist? You can't even use magic with that strength?

"No, one body is enough."

I rang my fist and made a dry noise in the campsite, saying it might be a good opportunity to move my body that I hadn't moved in a while.

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The number of enemy soldiers is about 12,000.

On the other hand, this number is less than 800.

It seems that the Kingdom of Rain is quite enthusiastic about this invasion, and has put 30% of its troops on board.

From the long stretches of enemy forces north and south of the Cainelli Plains, even from far away, you can hear the sound of the earth treading and the call of murder.

In contrast, the Cassandra soldiers around them are well lined up without disturbance, but quiet and totally under pressure.

"Don't worry..." I said naturally.

I had to decide that this might be planted with an indelible fear of the dead.

This battle not only defeated Broane, but also changed the purpose slightly to prove that the dead were just vessels, dolls.

When the leaders of the two armies collide, a fierce metal sound and a magician's explosion will sound on the battlefield simultaneously.

First, I decided to go to the forefront to determine the difference in power between the two armies and how many dolls are mixed in the Kingdom of Rain. Then, on the wind, the smell of blood, like iron, that stimulates the nostrils that are characteristic of the battlefield, begins to drift.

"No weapons, stupid discovery. Kill him."

As soon as the soldiers of the Kingdom of Rain began to scatter, of course, those who came after me also appeared.

Even though I couldn't help but hit them with a full-fledged straight fist on their torso, their upper body instantly became a powder of blood, and only their lower body, which had lost its shape as a human, fell down with butterfly.

"Was the fish a normal person?"

Not everyone seems to be a doll on a boulder.

I was a little relieved that even though the pioneering Cassandra army had a low morale, as a regular soldier, the quality of swordsmanship was not bad, and I was competing for five minutes with the Rain Kingdom, which was pushing in numbers.

"Even if I look at it with magic... I still can't tell it apart"

Dolls shouldn't need food or sleep, but since Guster was eating, the power source is almost certainly the magic in food. The magic elements in the atmosphere are converted directly into magic, because even magicians have advanced technology that can only be used by those with excellent magic powers, so they are taken directly in the form of a meal.

As you kill enemy soldiers with bare hands, the Cassandra soldiers who saw it move better, and conversely, the Rain soldiers' vigilance increases. I thought this was as planned, but in a short while, Rain soldiers began to focus on me, and my work increased dramatically.

Magicians, focus on attacking this monster

At the same time as someone shouted, a fireball, a medium destruction magic of fire attributes, and a large amount of debris of similar earth attributes fell over my head. Enemies and allies are no longer involved, and friendly shooting is not considered face-control from the end.

----This is the tactic I hate the most.

No, it's not even a tactic anymore.

I just want to think that this is the result of the magician's magical powers not being able to control their power and accuracy.

Unleashes magic and instantly blocks the distance from a completely distracted magician at a speed they can't sense. I suddenly appeared and saw the magician's face and let the knife penetrate his belly.

Blood is dripping down your arms penetrating your warm guts.

"Ahhh, ahhhh...."

Speaking out loudly, it still looks like consciousness is still there.

I looked at the magician's ear and said, "Your magic is too immature. Because there are magicians like you, there are people who hate magicians." He puked and pulled out his arm.

When the sorcerer falls into the field, a red blood buildup spreads to the dry ground. That proves that this magician was also human. When I saw it, I was afraid of the sight and went back to hunting for the lives of other magicians who could not move. Whether it was seen as a unilateral genocide or a legitimate interdiction to a number of violent acts would have changed from one person to another.

When I finished destroying the wizard's 70-strong army, my whole body was dyed bright red with blood.