Jujutsushi Wa Yuusha Ni Narenai

As I've already told everyone, my fort strategy is to escape at a time when the enemy has attacked this dense forest tower and set up a backlash on their fort.

The real deal in our battle will be after we attack the fort, but I want to draw the enemy's main force to the empty tower as much as I can. How much you can hold onto the tower will also change the difficulty of the fort's offense dramatically. I'm not good at time-limited games or anything. I've never crossed a lot of times.

The Wake will buy time for the dense forest tower and prepare for our fort attack, both battles.

So, let's start with the tower.

As I have already said about this, have the lem body remain in the tower. The empty castle's gauge, I'd love to, but if it were totally stuffed shell, any silly goma would turn back fast.

But if there is one person who fights and resists, they will never give up the attack until they kill it off without thinking about it.

"But Lem alone, then there are limits, and accidents can be troubling if you die instantly."

In case of an unforeseen situation, there better be a lot of guys who can stay.

"Come on, how many more mud dolls can you make to me right now... challenge the limits"

Now that we have two, we should be able to increase the number of three or four. The only question is, how many times does my magic and "dirty mud doll" allow me to create it?

"Corpse ok, magic formation ok, offering ok"

The bodies of Goma abandoned behind the tower were carefully selected and arranged. Place demonic flesh, bones, and then jungle mandragolas and murasa mushrooms as offerings in the depicted "Eye of the Six Mans".

The material to be put in is Goma's corpse, which serves as the basic skeleton. All you have to do is my blood and array.

Lose quality this time. But I want to make sure it's numbered. Hopefully you can be human and perform as well as you can handle weapons.

"Okay, then, come out, Rem III!

Stand up, start mass production of mud dolls. The result is…

"- Takawa-kun!

"Ha!?

When I woke up, Yamajun's face looked worried in front of me. It's a little close.

"Are you okay, Peach River?!? Looks like he was out of magic and passed out."

"Ah."

Have you done it again? When I try a new force with "Dirty Mud Dolls," I generally feel like I've always fainted. I mean, you still think you're handsome, and you do it.

"Rem..."

"Gah!

"Gaga!"

"Gaga!"

If you look, there are three lems who respond well.

The first is a lem reinforced with raptor material, the other two are of the normal black skeleton type. Apparently, it's not a wacky way to see my sight in a mess.

"Good, did you succeed in creating up to number four at the critical"

"Ga, gaga"

Congratulations, Master, and as I congratulate you, Rem and the others clapped karakularly with the palms of their bones.

Now the number of abandoned pawns on the defense of the tower has increased from one to three. Now we'll also be able to draw their attention a little more flashy.

"Ah, Peach River, you should still be asleep"

"It's okay. 'Cause I'm not gonna use any more big spells today."

It's not like I fell out of anaemia. Because of his vocation as a magician, he also feels that his magic heals faster than his health. So if it's enough to walk around and move around for a bit, the magic will recover as it is.

I don't know when or what time they'll attack. It's a waste of time sleeping.

Shaking off Yamajun's worries, I headed up to the warehouse where the upper middle and lower trio was working.

"Hey, how's it going?

"I'm just fishing for luggage. It's dirty."

"We're the bath of the day."

"I'm hungry."

If you show your face, you'll complain, but as far as what was collected beside the warehouse, it looks like you've done your job well.

"Yeah, yeah, thanks."

I speak a lot of hard work, but quickly, I see supplies. [M]

All right, there's a good amount. The oil of the pine light, and the number of arrows. Good, you're also securely collecting Goma drugs. Although he doesn't plan to use it specifically, it doesn't hurt to let the avant-garde group hold it for a while.

"Lem, take all the bows and arrows."

"Ga"

"Rem and No. 3 and No. 4 practice bows all the way out"

"Gaga!"

With a bunch of bows and arrows, the Lem threesome leaves on the run.

"Hey, Peach River user demon, something more, huh?

"I just added more."

While I answered Ueda's simple question appropriately, I could only hope that Rem's bow skill would rise slightly.

If you're going to stand in a tower and fight in a cage, you'll have to have a long-range weapon. Including the main entrance, I plan to block all the places I think I can break in, so I want you to shoot all the goma that will flock from the top all over me with a bow. I'm sure the number of enemies is enormous, so even if you're not very good, you'll probably hit someone if the arrows fly for now.

Besides, there are lots of pine oil and cloth to stain it, so even fire arrows can be made. Let's just say we all make it, even on nights when we can't work outdoors.

Before that, though I have some afternoon work to do.

"After lunch, carry the chopped down tree, 'cause we're going into construction to block the main entrance"

"Uh-huh."

"Finally, it's the real deal, Dahl."

That's why I don't have the power to be a water magician.

Still a trio I don't care about fucking, but let's go gunning.

For lunch, I ate up the pan in the morning, so even though it's another dish... I just cook the meat anyway. I turned the meaty part into a preserved meal, so I want to keep the other part within the present. with a wax, this time I decided to eat liver, or liver.

Cut half thinly and cook salt. I tried grinding the other half with the mixer function of the witch pot.

"Delicious."

"Fresh meat is delicious after all"

"Mysterious herbs look good too."

"This is me, this is me"

The pig lever was well received. Though there was about one fucking Nite girl who would come back for lunch and put her ass on. Rayna, I don't like it. I don't like it when you eat it.

And when I ate, I just left.

Well, good, he's doing the job of crushing Goma's surveillance unit. I want to teach you how to be polite. Courtesy of Raina, you're going to be distracted. I wonder if Aoshi will take it from you just now.

"Yes, then, Yamada, you worked hard to cut the tree, so I want to get into construction."

The main entrance blockade is assembled by all men. The heavy labor of hard work is inevitable because we have to move down trees first.

"Me!

I feel a great sense of unity, it is a lumber transport operation. Yamada and the Upper Middle and Lower Trio, as well as Yamajun and myself and even Lem, were able to get all the planes out and also manage to bring out the big trees.

In front of the tower gathered like mountains of wood that the heartbroken man had cut down to the best of his power.

"Ha... ha... ok, next time I need this wood..."

"But, Peach River, it's getting dark already, and everyone seems tired, why don't we make it around here today?

If you notice, it's all evening already.

"I'm home. - You haven't had dinner yet?

All men, where they are laid back by heavy labor, on Engardo is Raina's spare triumph.

It's a waste of time, but let's leave today's work around here already.

"Ayase is the last person to take a bath."

"Yeah eh!

While I was harassing Raina, I boiled everyone's bath and prepared a meal over the fire with ingredients that Yamajun had left for me.

Taking care of the bath for your meal is an important card that I can provide.

"... Takawa-kun, I was still awake"

At night, Yamajun peeked into my face as I worked bonkers in my room.

Good, if it was about half an hour late, I'd be spreading Mr. Langdo's pants over the hammock.

"What's wrong with Yamajun?"

"I'm going to bed now, too. Don't try too hard on your own, Takagawa."

"It's okay, 'cause I'm not going to be able to do anything"

"I hope so... by the way, what were you doing?

"I was making saddles and saddles."

Even so, it's like garbage, made of dirty leather and cloth stripped from Goma's clothes and bags.

Still, it's better than not. Because I want to make good use of the Raptor as a dragon rider, I want to keep the necessary equipment in place.

"Raptors are uncomfortable riding when you cross them."

"Oh, right. Even horses are hard to ride as they are. Even though it was difficult."

"Could it be Yamajun, you have experience riding horses?

"When I went on a trip for the summer vacation, there were a couple of times."

"Oh, a celebrity."

"It's not like that."

Speaking of which, I asked what bothered me about having such a particularly pointless chat. I mean, I asked you.

"Yamajung is a skill called" Ancient Language Decryption and Sequencing, "right?

"Yeah. I've never been of any use to you before, and I'm not sure how this could have been mastered."

Apparently, this is the first skill I've ever acquired. At the beginning of the offensive, he just stuck to Yamada and proceeded, giving it to him at the same time as the discovery of Fairy Square.

"Ancient language, can you read it?

"Just a fraction of it. I can only decipher simple texts, and I can't read the key parts of texts that seem to be secret."

I see that decryption of texts and words of higher importance cannot be done without further lifting of superior skills.

"Are you interested in ancient languages, Mr. Peach River?

"Yeah, because I have the experience of being able to read ancient languages and use the hidden functions of dungeons. For example, the fountain in Fairy Square is a magic formation that smells weapons."

"Oh, yeah!?

"Well, if you're not someone with smelting skills, it doesn't mean much, because it's unavailable"

However, equipment such as the sacrificial transfer system at the mouth would be effectively available if known.

"Well, uh... as far as I can tell, do you want me to tell you about the ancient language?

"Yeah, please."

Thus began an ancient language lecture by Dr. Yamajun.

I thought maybe if I wasn't decrypting skilled, it could be a magic letter that I would never be able to read, but that worry was useless.

Ancient language seems to be a fine language, so that the text can be deciphered properly if the letters can be read. In "Ancient Language Decryption and Sequence," they are the meaning of certain words and the ability to read some short texts as they are.

So if Yamajun could just tell me the part he could read, in letters and sets of ancient languages as it is...... oh my god, just write a translation on his notebook and get a pretty much whole skill effect!

"Something feels like an awesome discovery, Yamajun, okay?

"It's nothing like keeping it a secret. I had no choice but to read it. Besides, Takagawa-kun is going to help me with something, and if you can remember me, it would be comforting."

"Well, thank you."

Honest expectations and goodwill are truly appreciated.

Today, however, I have been working all day and am draining my strength. I mean, sleepy. I'm sorry, but I didn't have enough energy left to study for hours.

"hehe, shall we keep it around here today"

"Uh, sorry. I wanted you to tell me something more."

"Ask me anytime. Even for me, I'll write down the readable words in my notebook and be ready."

Thank you very much. I can only thank Yamajun.

So Yamajun went back to Fairy Square with "Oyasmi" against me, who was losing my sleep.

Did you bother to visit me so that I could relax? True, it was normal fun to chat, so I also feel a little easier to stick around.

Thanks to you for teaching me the ancient language, it was a great harvest.

"Ha, I don't know, I just feel supported"

If this operation fails, I will definitely eat up. [M] Well, do we all die at the point of operational failure?

"In that case, at least I can get away with it... oh, my God, really, sucks"

Still, for the sake of time, I have a saddle and a saddle for the primary purpose of allowing the raptor's handsome feet to escape.

Forgive me, I'm not saying. But I'm not going to die just for everyone's feelings, either.

"So we have to work hard"

If the operation succeeds, it will fit in all directions. Happy everyone. That's fine - but if you don't believe me, I'm going to hate myself.

Either Goma doesn't feel fucked, or Raina's surveillance crushing achievements are on the rise, and five days later, they never showed up leading the big army.

"Ha...... for now, this must be it"

Over the course of five days, for one thing, the main entrance, the largest entrance, could be sealed off. Without tools, without knowledge, we carpenter amateur high school students can't be walled, fenced, and beautifully built that blocks a space called the Great Gate.

So what was done was just a big obstacle, the pile of marutai longer than the width of the gate, lined up in the aisle anyway. However, a long tree packed with biscuits as close to the ceiling is not so easy to get around. Well, from the gate, you can't push, pull, or freak out, so this entrance may be called a virtual, complete blockade.

Instead, it's impossible for us to get in and out of the main entrance, and we can't go through the aisle, which is inconvenient. Our way in and out of the tower is by the biggest window upstairs, a rope ladder knitted with my brunette tentacles.

Rayna was wasting her time saying "I can't get off like this" or something, but now grabbing onto Ramdain's foot, the big eagle, she's happily going down with a sense of attraction diving through the window with momentum. I don't know, it was a good example of how a girl scared to say ka-cha doesn't make sense there.

Leaving aside Rayna, who left for the surveillance goma hunt today, I made preparations for everything besides the main entrance.

Firstly, around the tower, including in front of the main entrance, the "Eye of the Six Lights" was painted with offerings and sets. This is to activate Rotten Swamp when we run away. If they're going to push over to the tower in the big army, if you keep 'Rotten Swamp' up, they'll push you back and they'll catch you on their own. Simply because it narrows the range they can move, they should be able to sharpen their offensive momentum somewhat.

Others were so deliberate that dead trees and dead grass became hills and piled them up. It is installed around the tower and in the tower.

Of course he's here to light a fire.

In any case, there are only Rem and No. 3 and No. 4 left in this tower, which are prerequisites for death. It would be more convenient if the tower and the surrounding area became a sea of fire, but they could also take a large number of roads with them. Well, I don't know if the firehands will spread so well or if they'll get caught in the fire.

"Rem, how's it going?

"Gaga!"

The back of the tower is transformed into a bow practice area for the Lems. As I peek into his face and see how he is, Rem squeezes a critical and goma bow in a strained manner - a do-door sound echoes right after a sharp wind incision called Huh.

Rem's unleashed arrows were pierced through the middle of the trunk of a tree that he had made aimless.

You've improved so much.

Great, I'll stroke your hard head around.

Honestly, I'm just surprised to see Rem's bow improve. It wasn't just a lucky shot that hit the target. Both number three and number four, one arrow after the other, let it go toward the tree, and the majority of it is firmly hit by the trunk of the tree.

Think of it, since Lem started letting him have a spear and fight, that way of fighting is definitely improving. Other than that, it's clear that Rem is learning quite a lot of things for himself, even though he's not skinning snakes, starting fires, taking out cores, and especially the wax I ordered him to practice.

So I thought even bows and arrows would improve considerably if I let them practice, but I didn't expect them to be so good at instant combat level. Actually, Rem, you think you're born like an elf with a bow talent?

It seems more effective than that, perhaps, the simple practice time I ordered to practice and then let go of the bow and arrow without rest for a moment. Lem is a puppet that doesn't need sleep or rest if he has magic, so he can release bows and arrows and continue to work as long as he wants. I'm sure there's an uninterrupted concentration in practicing, something like that. It is an impossible practice for ordinary humans.

Rem stopped practicing for the last five days or so when I tried to improve my bow.

After all these long hours of banging and releasing arrows, Goma's handmade showy bow cut off the strings fast. As it was, it was momentum to crush all the recovered bows...... as an alternative, I tried to substitute the strings with a brunette tentacle.

And this was the clam for it.

Normal dark hair is totally unsuitable for use on bow strings because it has the same texture as real hair. What I want is tough elasticity. And it wasn't that hard for me to recreate that much of my nature now that I learned spider yarn from Arakune. Well, I needed some trial and error.

Let Rem pull the bow, he heard the feeling and repeated the improvement. Of course, Rem can't talk. So I decided to teach you simple sign language.

Jesus OK makes circles with his hands. No NG makes butts. I don't know - if neither, triangle.

Well, from Lem's attitude and tricks, I somehow know this much before, but I feel that Lem and I have been able to communicate more smoothly thanks to a clear decision to sign. Thanks to you, I was able to create dark hair strings.

"The defense is roughly ready. Rem's bow got better too. By and large, we've done everything we can now…"

For one thing, we are fortunate that the Goma army never raided us while we were preparing. There's not much more to be prepared for.

Although anxiety will remain in all respects, I dare say it.

"Come on, whenever you want."