Gang of Yuusha

Reschia always employs polar methods when attacking the labyrinth.

Make up an intermediate supply party.

With less baggage advance units handling monsters and traps from one end and supply of supplies to them, it becomes a schematic to share roles.

It will also be their job to collect and judge harvested goods, etc.

The total is ten.

It followed the guidelines of the Legion Leader, who was sensible but placed more emphasis on safety than profitability.

Bruno, the battle captain of the replenishment squad, is also a young man with a large body, taking command of the march with heavy armor while licking salt grains.

The pride was high, and I was dissatisfied with being two armies within the Union, but there were also three or four armies, so I was more afraid of being dropped off the supply troops than of being promoted.

It is not uncomfortable for a replenishment team to be assigned a similar share to the offensive unit.

Thanks to the advance troops, it's easy on the road.

It is also an excellent position to minimize the risk but also to smoke the sweet juice that Reschia brings.

"What's wrong, Bruno?

"No, Sherrica. Nothing."

Looking at the saddlebags of replenishment packed full of meat, Bruno, who was pulling the horse's reins, was socializing with Sherrica with the title of "Ice and Snow Spinner".

She is a skinny magician.

It is totally useless in luggage hauling, but it is treasured because it has grown to regulate ice and snow based sorcery and was able to carry fresh food.

Sherrica, carrying a backpack not worthy of her back length, could not be described as beautiful because of her appearance, but her smile is adorable, well minded and gentle woman.

I stared at Sherrica's top, its lower abdomen, laced with leather for protection on multiple occasions.

Later, in a month, the signs of pregnancy may begin to be noticeable.

Its existence prompted the decision to make a proposal undeniably - but when I strained my cheeks and decided to be ready, it turned into an honest joy.

"There is after the Legion Leader kicks. Look, the side walls are creeping through the butter like a spoon."

"If Mr. Leskia kicks, he won't be able to harvest it from the monsters."

When approaching the side walls with traces as if they had crept through with a giant spoon, scattered ectoplasma wreckage. What was originally Reis is extinguishing.

Bruno rattled his throat at at the white-like powder buildup that rolled onto the stone floor.

It will be a good selling price in grams.

There is nothing more involved in the secrets of alchemy and sorcery than a man's soul.

Appetite gushes, reaching for the hemp bag in your pocket.

"No, you can't. I forgot the rules. You're not allowed to collect on the road."

"I know."

I was sick of preaching so much that I could have octopuses in my ears.

Anyone in Jianmae knows.

Supply units should only be supplied.

Even if you find a gem on the road, you should not lay your hands on it, as long as it is even a percent chance that it is a trap.

Violations were punishable, but Bruno couldn't look back, pushing the psychic medium into his pocket so no one could understand.

The powder splashed like scaly powder, but I can't care less.

I don't care how much extraordinary income you have. I need money. I have the money to marry.

I'm not asking you to figure that out, but I want you to understand.

I don't know if I can keep the two armies going forever. Soon she won't be able to work.

Besides, if you get hurt yourself, you could pull a fight.

When I didn't have anything, I was brave and resolute - Bruno tended to run to self-preservation after the small gold became available.

"It's a creepy place, isn't it? You're a jerk, but you have a strong temper."

Leaning against the long cane, Sherrica looked upwards.

On the road in a cave in the dark.

Around it seems as if evergreen darkness is spreading everywhere.

Red fever, magic, light. Only light bullets can be relied upon.

It is burning jizzily as it floats in the air.

Although it travels in parallel, there is occasional light heat twitching the cheeks.

Shelika chants the magic of 'Sovereignty (Search)' horizontally.

The blue and white light round-cut bounced.

It's one of those magic tricks that flies fluctuations and spiritually senses at Sonar's behest.

No enemy shadows within a radius of twenty meters.

"Sherrica, you have nothing to worry about. There's no such thing as a monster before the captain walks."

Argos, which brings together two pieces of leather armor and muscle armor, teared up the worrying sherrica.

With short hair on his brown skin, he always carries cheerfully.

I can't say I don't like it if I'm asked to. I'm also a regular member of the Supply Squad and proud of my strength.

Bruno showed a loving laugh, but was fooling around about those who had a role as carriers on the inside.

Never put it on the surface, but the fact that it was no longer there, such as being an adventurer or a swordsman, was a hindrance.

It's disgusting to see who you are in the future.

It was very unacceptable.

Together, they were running horses following the palpable traces left by Leskia, but when they hit the stairs on the road, the horses could not pass, and they were to hold their luggage on their backs.

- and.

At the end of the narrow staircase heading upstairs, Bruno sensed that there was a raise with white clothes in the middle of the road.

Pull out the fine sword at the waist.

Shirana Tsuru.

I turned the glass bottle upside down and sprinkled it with holy water.

Back members also move into a battle posture.

A shooting leak is unusual, such a crush on someone.

Reis automatically attacked me with a raw thirsty instinct, but things were strange.

The face of the skeleton rises.

Orbital of carcinoma under the hood. Green moss flourishes in the fundus. When I had flesh, I wanted to see the brown skin.

I spoke quietly.

"... The Darkness of Drowning in the Air (Gate)."

A chilli feather sounded like a feather rub.

Multiple longitudinal rings appear around the lace that flutter the coat.

The cross section of the circle is stunning with a marble pattern.

It was also like a flowing liquid.

My white bone arm grew a bit out of the chaotic purple.

An armed skeleton soldier (Skeleton) leaves the world, wears white bone feet with nothing on the ground, and gives a glimpse to a bunch of Bruno's.

Everyone in silence understood that the doors of the other world had been opened.

Light armored skeletons that rattle the claws and jawbones and protect the rusted sword and stronghold are beginning to align.

Corpse soldiers still increase even beyond three, five, seven, and ten.

The flow never subsided until it was full of aisles.

Approximately, about twenty.

"Buh, Bruno?

"Duh, why not? The captain couldn't have missed this!

Armed skeleton soldiers lay their swords around the white clothes Reis, whose forequarters surround them, waiting for the decree of assault.

"'Burning Firewall Under Your Feet'"

Flame walls appeared to inhibit two pairs.

The flaming magic uttered by Naria, the high mage, had no effect.

The skeletons are walking in like nothing.

Sensing signs of a riot, Bruno grabbed Sherrica's sleeve and pulled her closer, turning her back on the wall.

From behind, loaders, including Argos, unloaded their luggage, shouted, put up sticks, and stormed.

Wet bars in holy water have thickened tips and sharp iron pieces embedded. A much braver sound sounds.

Crush the abdomen of the skeleton at the head and turn it into just a chunk of bone.

The responding armed skeleton soldiers also cried out again.

It's the voice that doesn't answer, but I can tell it's a scream in an attempt to tremble a lost vocal cord.

The penetrating argos lowered himself and went on to destroy the skeletons of the three bodies once and for all.

There is no room for doubt about power bragging. Bruno whistled.

Finer bones dance and the sound of crushing continues.

Sherrica speaks of the magic of freezing so as to tarnish.

A wave of cold air sneaking from underfoot seals the movements of the skeletons.

Destruction was easy.

He is a member of a selection of Silver Light Blades (Torch the Blade), even if they rot.

There's no way I'm going to get a hand injury from this.

Let go of me.

To be safe for her lover, Sherrica slapped Bruno's arm off blocking her front when she was forced against her wall to hurt her self-esteem.

At the end of the day, the magic swung, but I let my companions beat me and stare at Bruno, who pulls a step back.

"Oh, bad"

Because of your mind - I had a dangerous feeling, but the rest is only Lace in white clothes nestled in.

Sounds like my best friend, but I don't feel upset when my buddy is defeated.

"'Return from the soil (resize)'"

The magic of regeneration was chanted from Reiss in white clothes.

scattered on the ground and restored to its original form as if each of the crushed bones had willed.

In no time the Skeleton Soldiers will be reconstituted again.

They stood on both feet so that the bodies in the graveyard could rise.

My willingness to fight hasn't diminished as much as my hair.

No, I haven't had the will to fight or kill from the start. It's just a demon coming at me mechanically.

A few members waved their weapons, but one slightly lagged behind.

"Aah!"

There was a sound of the meat being cut open.

One of them falls with a rusty sword over his belly.

I'm a loader and a newcomer - what was my name? Bruno couldn't remember. Might be a flirtatious affair, but not all of us are good friends.

The battle is urgent. I can't be distracted forever.

Bruno stabbed the fine sword into the belly of a nearby skeleton.

Prey the dumb skeleton you were looking at approximately.

I was just about to be hollow, so the skeleton stopped moving, but I shook my sword.

Bruno kicks his fine sword up from the bottom. A fine sword jumped and destroyed his ribs, blowing up his laryngeal bones.

"" It's Evergreen Frozen (Blue Solbe) "

I cast the greatest sorcery Sherrica could do to her as she turned her hair upside down.

A heavy snowstorm appearing in the cave blows up the Skeleton Troops. There is frost on the skeleton, scattered all over the ground to replace it like a frozen puddle on the street.

A member who ate just about held both shoulders.

I get angry at the gutted roots of my teeth over the blowing cold.

"Sherrica!"

"I'm sorry, but if we don't hurry, Ark, you're gonna die."

Sherrica cared as she became emotional about the young man who bled and ate his teeth, holding back the wound and suffering.

Bruno glanced jealously at his hair and scratched it, then glanced at the scattered cloth bag. There are hemostats and potions in the pile.

"'Return from the soil (resize)'"

Another resurrection spell that can be chanted - the white clothes Lace should have been defeated by someone.

Skeleton soldiers push back the ice to regain their original appearance.

"Steady!

By Bruno's short order, the supply team changed the blood phase and formed a formation. Stand play is not allowed in times of confusion.

Each one turns into a dense mass to protect someone next door.

Swords, spears, battle axes and sticks were rolled out to maintain equal spacing.

"What's going on!

"I'm not hitting him. Yikes!

"I'll do it!

Bruno gets angry, kicks the ground and runs.

I shook my lips and chanted the 'Disease (Dart)' spell at my toes. Increases the speed of movement.

My vision shifted so that I was still in the torrent.

Bruno is also a user of auxiliary magic and knows he is a first-rate trained swordsman.

After the skeleton soldiers are wiped out and the whole thing is overthrown, they slide the blade and stick it out vertically.

I poked Raise's heart in white clothes. The blade tip must have definitely captured the steeple.

"... ugh"

Ugh.

I pierced some of the cloth, but no response pierced the soul.

The response of cleaving demons of spiritual attributes is similar to the feeling of poking cotton candy.

I understood as knowledge that the higher the demon, the less penetrating the damage would be, but I didn't respond roundly.

"Damn!

Lace in white is not passing by intentionally.

It is sitting unchanged as if it had received a breeze.

There was a flashy burst in the back.

Wide area flame magic of hasty naria. One of my allies burned his arm. Heat waves boiling out like fountains became blasts, slammed against walls by multiple people.

A bewildered look at the mourning, agonizing voice and the sorcery of Naria's destruction.

She had skeletal arms left in her arms. Fear stirred me up and I made a mistake.

It doesn't seem like a mistake - because you're away from combat experience.

"'Return from the soil (resize)'"

Repeated spells have no end.

That's how the slow death march began.

The air mixes with the smell of blood.

The smell of iron rust emanating from the flesh of his companions sneaked into his nasal cavity and everyone was flanked by panic, which made him visibly move poorly.

Bruno finally gave instructions to withdraw when the number of one, and one, and the number of members falling down using their energy reached half.

"Let's run!

"But I can't leave you"

"Look, you don't get it! They're taking me!

The members, wounded and drawn to the door of the other world alive, were grabbed by the skeletons, their arms and feet, and disappeared screaming.

I'm not being killed. They are deliberately kept alive.

I don't know what the purpose is but it will definitely feed the undead.

"... The Darkness of Drowning in the Air (Gate)."

The skeleton soldiers, who emerged from the doors of the other realm that appeared behind them, assembled and built a sword to block the way to go.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!

Not afraid of the blade to pave the way behind him, Argos, full of blood, spread his hands and thrust.

A giant body swept down the skeletons, but a sword broke into his arms, his neck, and his face.

It has plunged into the skin, the arteries have been torn, and from the amount of black bloodshed it has already reached a fatal wound.

"Boo... go eh!

"Oh, oh..."

"Bruno!

Sherrica trying to carry her wounded companion - surrounded by skeleton soldiers, grabbed her head from behind, grabbed her arm, pushed her down, and was about to be dragged down.

Eyes filled with fear of death.

I'm letting the void reach for help.

In the foreground are the companions rushing out into the tunnel where Argos cut and pioneered us.

Roots tense on legs. The movement stops.

After the stray of the moment.

Bruno, who bit his teeth, ran forward.

Keep it up, keep it up - what are you going to do back there?

The four members ran grumpy. Skeleton soldiers are coming after us. There was no rush.

Running in the dark, Bruno lit an emergency light source stone. My people will be like that. To illuminate the underfoot full of spills.

I shorted my breath and no one stopped my leg when someone fell on the way. Footsteps echo from the rear whether you run or not.

Horribly they are sounding regular.

I'm trying to hunt him down at a constant rate.

"Bruno!

Carlos, who was running the lead, put on a sudden brake.

The meaning of the cry of warning was something Bruno could immediately understand.

I've heard footsteps before.

Bruno tried to grasp the pattern of the sword even though he was in despair, but realized he was dropping a fine sword.

You dumb bastard - I almost got mad at myself, but I can't stop forever more than that.

The previous footsteps have momentum. Severe and heavy. Something big and vicious is looming.

So it's like running lightly - my yellow eyes glowed about two pairs in the dark.

"Huh, you're still human"

It was the giant white wolf who showed up.

Sharp dog teeth on pointy nose. Smells like a beast. He was a beastly clan who solved humanities.

Bruno makes her hair grow as she looks up.

The scattered companions are also looking upside down with their mouths half-opened.

There was a poor girl with silver hair on her back, turning her eyes around.

"Roarks, the world is shaking."

"Your Highness. I'm motion sickness."

"I see. I want to take a break. By the way, is Shoji Quick in here?

"I'm not here. Rather than, there's no smell of him in this labyrinth."

"What? So what are the rest here for?

"Is it philosophy"

"No, I'm talking about realistically why"

"You made an error in your information. Probably some rack dude's faulty."

"Hmm. Let's cut wages"

"I was wondering if a left-handed procedure would be insufficient."

"Demotion"

"One more voice."

"But isn't it pitiful?

The girl who puts her finger on her thin jaw is a beast man - Bruno realizes the footsteps behind her are approaching, and he roughs up his voice.

"Whoa, dude! The monsters are coming! Make way!

Cutting her hand to the side and urging her, the girl, yawning with a sleepy face, turned to the white wolf and spoke in her ear.

"Huh? Roarks, your size sounds like you're in the way."

"Your Highness. I'm not big, I'm narrow."

"I see, you can also interpret that"

"Get out of here! Ah......"

A group of skeleton soldiers dressed in pointed helms of two horns chased them from the dark.

Reis in white clothes is also floating around the world, moving.

Fellows retreated through the side of White Wolf Roaks.

Yet only the girl got off the wolf's back and put her hands on her hips.

"Roaks. Does bone move in the lower realm? Want some?"

"Your Highness. With the undead soldiers...... Hmm, this is a rare Priest Reis. You're a monster who resented God and swore allegiance to the King of Nara."

"Is it rare... hmm, bye. Good afternoon."

"Your Highness. Just because it's rare, the Beast King smiles, and there's no need to wield his love."

"What? Haven't you lost it?"

A sparkling blade looms beneath the easy-going girl.

The skeleton soldier waved his sword without hesitation, looking at it approximately and swinging it down toward his defenseless thin shoulder.

"Dangerous!

The scream was natural, but the sword was played to something properly in the air.

Bruno snapped "Ah".

Sorcerer's World - The strong gray purple membrane takes the blade and is not even damaged.

The blade flies from next to next. The swords of the skeletons were pushed back every time.

"Roaks. Are these poor dead the rest of the enemy?

"I'm afraid Your Highness would like you to learn more about common sense in the world."

"Make the point."

"He's an enemy."

"Then 'doom'"

It was an unsatisfactory thing to call a spell, an invisible destruction without the accumulation of magic.

Waves were transmitted to the air from the protruding palms, and a swarm of slaughtered slaughterhouses arguing with hiccups were attacked by skeletal soldiers.

The miscellaneous fishes collapsed into an empty blade, dimensioning left-right from the center of the summoner, the white clothes lace, cutting off four legs and finally slicing the head.

Peppy crumbled so badly that only her clothes lay on the ground.

So much so that the monster with the sword and magic scattered away for a moment.

Only the lime-like powder was left to disappear.

"Your Highness. Application of" The Disabled Realm (Zero Force) "?

"Mm-hmm. Unlike your father, the rest is a weak maiden. We must use this divine power of the Beast God to the fullest."

"Unlike the fierce beast king bravery of history, His Royal Highness is certainly spoiled by our God"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa... Hey"

Bruno stepped on as he rubbed his voice upwards that the girl's powers were available.

The Beast King who came out in conversation - one of the Dark Kings living in Error Knife Town.

He who has been judged by human history to forgive his privileges because he cannot do so.

Bruno did not know if the girl was so, but it must be equivalent or concomitant.

If we hurry back to the fort, we can expect reinforcements, but that's too late.

"The rest is hungry. Let's go home now, Roaks."

"Fortunately, there are humans."

"No, what is that? I'm scared. It's forbidden in the future."

"As Her Royal Highness wills"

The girl with the unpleasant face pulled Roarkes' neck hair all the way down her head.

"Shit, please! I need your help! My people are getting caught!

I couldn't wait and Bruno tried to cling to the girl, but I was stopped by the "Disabled Realm (Zero Force)" and my hands just ended up sticking together.

It was ugly with his face crushed and his nostrils widened, but he begs even as he sneezes in tears.

"Nooo... I don't know, but I'm still free, that's good."

"Your Highness. Do not accept every request with ease. Wouldn't the Beast King be free?"

"No, but he seems to be in trouble."

Sweet lady - the word was so firmly floating on Roarks' warped wolf surface that it could be seen in anyone's eyes.

Destined to live as a beast king, her daughter bounces off any evil that involves her.

Almost certainly for life, without defeat.

Why are you so annoyed when you retain the absolute power to push everything through.

"No way... human. I'll take that favor. A plea to Lady Châteaux is something that the human race must not do."

"Oh, thanks! Well, the face is..."

"I know. I know everything because of the smell that you smell. Lose it."

Bruno and the other three left in a hurry.

It was also because I needed to call for reinforcements, and I have been relieved to be safely escaped from the Skeletal Soldiers.

Roarkes sniffed that he had deserted his lover because of the smell on his skin, but did not put it out of his mouth because of its deep concerns.

"Roarks, you've prepared for failure and left no room for shame."

"I know His Royal Highness's kind sexual roots."

"Sorry...... but our enemies kill relentlessly"

Roarks shook his tail silently at the kind of excuse he had for shadowing his expression.

Still a young beast king has forgotten his fangs.

Kindness has not been shown to lead to weakness either. The king of a minority beast man in society must be a terrible man.

But if you are still loved by the Beast God - there is no other way to obey.