Log Horizon

The arrival of a herd of Steel Tail Dragons (Wyvern) against towns in the plains.

That would be one of those nightmares for residents and exchangers.

Generally speaking, if a raid on a living base, such as a city, is foreseen, if we are to consider the damage to living spaces and production bases, we should respond as far away from the town as possible.

Even though they have succeeded in repelling, because if they are damaged in or around the town, they are likely to be damaged in their ability to sustain their lives with indirect damage, even without direct human harm. In this Cerdesian world of medieval food production, damage to production sites can be fatal.

But sometimes that's not the case.

The opponent's "Steel Tail Dragon" is a kind of flying dragon, or dragon, albeit in the middle class. Even though there are no flaming braces, frontal foot attacks, or magical attack abilities, its specialized aerial power beats even the dragon in the main house is characteristic of the Steel Tail Dragon.

Levels are fairly widely distributed, ranging from the lowest to the ninetieth level, depending on the habitat. What lives around the Redstone Mountains was supposed to be a relatively creepy Steel Tail Dragon among them.

"Individual level confirmation, forty-two, forty-six, forty-three...... fifty!

Minori reports with the telescope in one eye.

At this level, even the towers are capable of defeating enough, which is why they have come from Akiba to the Redstone Mountains.

But that was the story of dealing with a few bodies from scratch. Fighting is possible enough for that number. Alternatively, for example, if we stand in shallow caves and defeat the attacking Steel Tail Dragon in an orderly fashion, Towya believes it is enough to repel even ten or more bodies.

"Minori, Sister Serara! We're heading out of town first!

"Ha!"

However, the location of this town was not good.

The surrounding area is a spectacular space with expansive countryside, of which there is a protected object: the town of Saphir. Steel Tail Dragon is a fast flying monster, and its combination of Steel Tail Dragon and this battlefield is near the worst.

It was again different from being attacked by a subhuman group, like the town of Choushi, but there was so much wickedness in the end that it was the same or beyond. Subpopulations make defensive operations more difficult due to their number. By launching a corrugated invasion force with a large number of our defense units, we will be infiltrated.

"Steel Tail Dragon" doesn't have that many, but it has enough aerial mobility to despair. Defense units without long-range attacks would be useless as walls, and if defense forces were to collapse and the inhabitants of the town were to flee, it would be tragic in pursuit.

For the Flying "Steel Tail Dragon," it is a carefree recreation to wave a steel tail down the back of the fleeing "Earthlings" and eat its soft meat.

Under these circumstances, it is difficult to protrude and manoeuvre defense. Because the enemy wins more with mobility. Of course, the towers today lack combat power in every sense, not just mobility. Where the towers were at level ninety, only five people, one party, would not be able to defend the town.

Though in the sky, a flock of flying dragons appear like a black sumptuous, and it is coming toward the town. The noise we made in the town of Saphir was never small, but it didn't even reach panic.

The "earthlings" with the frightened expression seemed to escape into the firmest building possible. The three towers run among the houses that make high noises and close the windows.

It was near the sight of the outskirts of town that I found out why the earthlings would proceed with evacuation more calmly than I thought.

It was a scene where more than ten Knights of Odyssey came together. With their cloaks on, they rush out one riverside road after another with a look like they had been afflicted with fever. Beyond that is the open countryside, which is clearly going to intercept the Steel Tail Dragon.

"Out of the way!"

With one short word, another flock of "Knights of Odyssey" ran beside the towers. The six-man runs to the battlefield with his two guards grabbing that strange "Temple of Movement", pulling out his sword and running bloody eyes.

"Towya, don't step forward"

"Yeah."

"We, going into that riot, will not help. Take charge of defense here."

"Okay."

At Minori's behest, the towers turned their way to a reservoir off the main street. It's a convenient point to keep an eye on the perimeter, or to rendezvous.

"Minori, where's Fifty Bells?

"I just contacted Mr. Lundelhouse. You and I are packing up our gear and moving here."

"Ugh, yeah."

"There's still going to be time. Don't be in a hurry."

Towya told his people as he stared at the engagement moving ahead of his sight.

It only looked small like a bean doll but it was an unusual battle.

The Knights of Odyssey stormed, sifting their swords like crazy, summoning giant pillars of thunder to hold onto the Steel Tail Dragon. And naturally it hurts and gets bloody.

It was, in some words, a decisive assault by dozens of knights, an unspoiled struggle to defend our town.

But without the decree of the assault, it was blood. Running in the midst of the town, I could feel a kind of unusual force and the slurry of my hair on Toya.

"Towya. Towya......"

There was a shivering voice of Minori.

Toya's partner is observing the battlefield with a telescope he got from a direct line. Looking at the tip of it, Toya understood what Minori was looking at.

The level of the Knights of Odyssey is almost ninety.

Compared to the Steel Tail Dragon, it will double. But the Steel Tail Dragon is several times more numerous than the Odyssey Knights. The "Guardian Warriors" (Guardian) and "Samurai" (Samurai) of the Odyssey Knights continue to attract the "Steel Tail Dragon" using "Anchor Howl" and the like, without even thinking about the surrounding balance. Otherwise, the Feilongs may be heading toward town.

But if you invite an unlimited number of enemies, it's hard to hold out even if you had a higher level than a monster. Now they're down.

And they became light and scattered,

Resurrect in the Temple of the Moving North Wind, which is not far away.

Toya didn't know, and she held onto the sweaty hand on the knife pattern many times. It is also natural that Minori's voice is trembling. That didn't mean a sight I'd never seen. The rainbow light that occurs when the monster falls was already familiar, and the loss of the Lundelhouse and its retrieval in the Great Temple, even though I don't want to recall it, is in the experience of Toya and Minori.

The sight in front of me was supposed to be the same or at least the same kind of sight.

But even so, it had a nightmarish touch.

When the resuscitated Knights of Odyssey rise as if nothing had happened, they happily carry their swords and return to the battlefield. On that back, Toya even felt like she heard a mad laugh that couldn't possibly be.

Resurrection by the Great Temple is not easy.

According to Shiloe's lecture, it is an act of losing its corresponding experience. HP is not enough immediately after resuscitation. Even Assassin, who has now resuscitated and rushed out. He stumbled on the "Steel Tail Dragon", which tried to blur the ground as his health dropped. Beat the sword on its wings and fall in stiffness.

Do they not think of their lives at all?

The word brave assault came to my mind, but it just seemed like a joke I couldn't laugh at.

"... yeah"

Thoya tried to encourage the minnows of the trembling voice, but the response seemed tangled in her throat and did not become her usual voice.

Rugged electric light burned Toya and Minori's retina.

It's a wide-ranging attack spell called Lightning Nebula by Sorcerer. A swirling electric shock wraps around a radius of about ten meters to deal damage from electric shock. It is a powerful attack magic that Lundelhaus has only recently remembered.

After several attempts, it's a magic spell that the avant-garde has difficulty maintaining Hate and concluded at the Toya's party, "Let's refrain in action until we practice a little more and incorporate it into the collaboration".

Its "Lightning Nebula" burst, involving almost the same number of "Odyssey Knights" as several "Steel Tail Dragons". A rainbow bubble starts making noises that don't resemble a tragic sight.

After about one breath and two breaths, the Shining Temple of the same colour revived the knight. The "Temple of Movement" (Magic Item), which vibrates like a low frequency, appeared in the eyes of Towya as if it were cursed.

"That's a pretty funny thing to think about."

"Huh...?

"That's a resuscitation device, isn't it? Like the Great Temple, it's a guide beacon for playback places. It's a very useful item, although it doesn't exist in my memory.... I wonder if someone even invented it"

"Roe2sister"

Towya looked up at the woman standing next to her.

I could afford the look on Roe2's face that soaked up the white coat cape, which I can say is unreliable, but it also looked heterogeneous now.

"You look pale, Toya boy"

"That's bad! That's crazy, you know!

Towya waved her fist.

I tried to convey this feeling to Roe2.

"No, it wouldn't be strange. It's a silo thing according to the laws of this world. Otherwise it won't work. It exists by some principle and mechanism more than it exists. You can deny it, but it won't go away, will it?

"It's not..."

Toya's words seemed unreachable.

No, it's probably telling.

Because it's a conversation.

But that didn't mean that the meaning was conveyed, and that the anguish and fear of the tower was shared.

"From what I've seen, they seem to be positive about offering Empathy."

"Huh?"

"It's highly efficient to collect when you die that much. I think the Collector (Genius) is helping. No...... is it their planting in the first place? Though that requires an audit."

"What are you talking about! He's dead, we have to do something!

A hurried towya hand was held down.

Looking back, Minori, standing behind him, bit his lips off and stared at Toya, no, Roe2.

Minori's eyes glowed with Ranlan, and Toya found out that she was serious about something. It is not divided in Minori between thinking and being determined. Toya's partner is undifferentiated on that point. Toya looked at the look on his face and his head chilled all at once.

Minori, with those eyes, is strong. It's a strange story for Toya to say, but it's so intense, straightforward, and strong that she doesn't think she's twins with herself.

But on the other hand, it is also very brittle. So Towya held Minori's hand.

"I know that point is controversial, Toya, Minori. - As they want it, I see it, don't I?

Roe 2 kept his cool eyes pointed at the battlefield and continued to sing.

"They want death. Give me a temporal horse running light like anesthesia. We offer empathy at its cost."

"Mr. Roe2..."

"Though I'm not sure. In the first place, I don't know why you guys are building such an inefficient society. But when it comes to that, the known world is always much narrower than the agnostic world. The understandable area is just ahead of the needle, so there's no wonder what you don't know."

Against the backdrop of the intense battle that ensues on the other side, the sweaty, damp palms have conveyed Minori's agitation to Towya. At some point Minori glanced at Roe 2 to advance forward and shelter Serara behind him, after a short tour, asked a clear question.

"Who is Mr. Roe2? Where do you come from and go?

Roe2 rounded his eyes to a moment of silence like he was distracted.

And when he paid his coat lightly, he strained his chest as if it were the first time he had met the towers.

◆

"Miss fifty bells, Miss fifty bells"

The party talk confirmed that she was awake because she had contacted her, but that's not why she stepped into the lady's room, and Lundell House called to the ladies' room door.

We were told that a Steel Tail Dragon had appeared near the town.

Toya, Minori and Serara are already heading toward the reservoir as far as possible to help defend the town. Lundell House, who tried to rush, was instructed to rendezvous with the Fifty Bells. Even though the monsters didn't invade the whole city, we don't know what's going to happen under these circumstances. Once you rendezvous with the fifty bells, it would be the right decision for the two of you to further rendezvous with the group of towers. I'm not such a misdirected girl. Lundelhaus appreciated Minori that way.

A few moments later, fisting up to knock again, the cheap wooden door opened and showed the inside of the room.

The skinny girl fifty bells snorted as she wore her gear, but Lundelhaus loses her words.

The face of the fifty bells was terrible.

Her eyelids were swollen, and her nose was too rubbed or red.

She was spilling pearlescent tears when she left by her side in the backyard at night. I would have cried after that. Lundelhaus thought that the gentle fifty bells might blame themselves, and that he should stay by his side and do it. But I thought it was probably a travesty, and I left softly. Since that night, it's only been about fifteen hours. Lundell House also spent some time in the room waiting for dawn and not doing anything.

That's not why I didn't expect such a crying face of fifty bells. Yet Lundelhaus lost his word like his chest was jammed. I felt like I did something very bad. It was Lundelhouse who made the fifty bells cry, and it was Lundelhouse who left his side when those tears should be soaked.

I didn't think it was the wrong decision, but that couldn't have made the pain go away. Not to mention because the fifty bell mourning multiplies itself.

"Rudy."

"Ooh. Miss Fifty Bells."

"I don't look stupid."

"What is an idiot? What is an idiot!

"Huh."

Fifty bells kept his mouth as a letter to, pushing Rudy's shoulder around. As he turned right, he proceeded straight through the hallway of the inn.

"Look, I'm coming. Minori, I'm waiting!

"Because I figured that out. Walk Yourself, Miss Fifty Bells"

"Do it right, Rudy"

Aren't you the one who's not doing it right?

You look terrible.

Look, now you're gonna blink me in the face.

Lundelhaus swallowed those words.

When I said that, the reason for eating the fist bones of the Fifty Bells more powerful than Frostspeare was only a little bit. Because I imagined myself muddling fifty bell tears with such lines, and my chest ached with wonder.

Leaving the inn early, the two quickly checked left and right, and as contacted, hurried to the northwest of town. There is no shadow in the street. The people in town seemed to be hiding in their own homes. Evidence of this is a narrowly opened armor door or a shadow of a man asking about this one from a gap in the door.

Lundelhaus knew exactly how that felt.

Because I'm just like I was before I left Ninetail. Even though I know I don't have the power to face disaster, I can't stop peeking. I'm stuck at home and blocking my ears and eyes because that makes all my nasty imaginations swell up and unbearable.

Fifty bells began to travel for a small run, without even speaking to Lundelhouse.

Lundelhaus was relieved by his grumpy attitude.

Because I found that the Fifty Bells recovered from last night's sinking. Besides, I told Lundelhouse for some reason that he wasn't even as angry as he seemed. Is it the magical telepathy characteristic of the Adventurer? Sometimes Lundelhouse can tell the more painful it feels to be fifty bells.

The fifty bells now look angry, but the fruit is not very angry. That's roughly how you'd feel if you were in trouble, in a hurry, in a flurry, or in the light. Experience has shown that when I give practical advice such as "My nose is red" or "I should wash my face" to the fifty bells at times like this, I eat fist bones.

Surprisingly, the Fifty Bells drop their fist bones even when they're not angry.

Rather, his hands are faster when he is not angry.

Even though I now know some of my feelings, that doesn't make me more capable of dodging them ("Sorcerer" (Summoner) has less defensive abilities than "Bard" (Bird)!!). The feeling is refreshing in the first place. It was the Lundelhaus who gave up because of gender differences, whether they were "adventurers" or not.

All in all, Lundelhaus ran through the city chasing a light-running fifty bell.

There is a burning foaming tension.

It was the air of war.

"Rudy."

"What is it, Miss Fifty Bells"

"I don't know, man, I'm gonna turn you around."

That was an opinion to agree with.

According to a call from Minori, the enemy is the Steel Tail Dragon. Although powerful and numerous, a raid of the "Knights of Odyssey" took place outside the town, and the results are not yet available. We still don't know which one will win, but either way, it should take a while now for that conclusion to be drawn.

No, no matter how the conclusion is drawn, it should still be a long way off before the impact comes to this neighborhood close to the town centre. This foaming tension seems exaggerated.

Lundelhaus cleared his ears as if exploring a sounding sword trident in the distance.

Right next to Lundelhouse, the fifty bells have their ears clear with a serious look. Cute as a shell, its ears are much more powerful than Lundell House to explore the battlefield.

"What do you say?

"It seems fine. At least he's not close."

"Right."

"Yiko! Rudy"

"Ah. Miss Fifty Bells"

Lundelhaus stopped reflexively.

Look for words to call the fifty bells that looked back suspiciously, but it didn't work. I try to stare at the face of the fifty bells and think about what to say at all, but it doesn't work because it's a stubborn thing. The more I stare, the more I just feel like the fifty bells are getting a little grumpy.

"Um?"

"Um. Miss Fifty Bells"

Lundelhaus strained his chest. As one boy here, I would have to wipe away the anxiety of a girl upset by the air on the battlefield.

"I know you're anxious about a sudden monster attack, Miss Fifty Bells. But as long as we have this Lundelhaus-Cord, The Adventurer, we'll be fine! The town of Saphir, Miss Fifty Bells, Miss Minori and Miss Serara will surely be protected and shown by my Orb of Rava! In the first place, we're a party of hundreds of wars! Such a ordeal is nothing but a sweet trial. So don't worry, Miss Fifty Bells!!

He beat me up.

He stabbed me with a nail even though I wasn't kidding.

But the blow blew away the sprouts in Lundelhouse's mind.

Vision became clearer and appeared clear and vivid to what had been cloudy. Probably succeeded in wiping away the anxiety fifty bells had. And at the same time, the gloomy feeling Lundelhaus had disappeared. I'm not sure what I had or what I hesitated about, but it's all about the fact that my heart is lighter.

I didn't know Lundelhaus, and I thought the lightness of his heart was the qualities of the Adventurer. Because that's the treasure we got in the town of Choushi.

Back then Lundelhaus thought The Adventurer had a secret of its strength. The Adventurers, many times more capable of fighting than the Earthlings, thought that they had some kind of secret spell or tool just for the Adventurers, and that they were developing their ability to fight. I can't tell the Fifty Bells, but Lundell House, when he decided to take part in the summer sleepover, even intended to steal the secret from the Adventurers.

But that was a misunderstanding. Such a secret does not exist in Adventurers.

Because that's the kind of creature they are strong, and it seemed to belong more to the curse than to secrets and training. They have acquired their current combat capabilities in exchange for the tragedy of not being able to return home. That's nothing more than a curse, Lundelhaus thinks.

On the other hand, the Adventurers were also noble people.

They never abandon a people gasping for misery, as they have made it into a Lundelhouse. That's what Lundell House looked like as an "Adventurer".

In that choushi town showdown, Lundelhouse's heart was light, clinging to the "Demonic Wolf" and caged his hand in its mouth.

There was no fear, no regret, just companionship and mission.

The man who saved me, Shiloe, also told me that Lundelhouse was already an 'adventurer'. Lundelhaus' mind was already an 'adventurer' then.

Just like that, my heart became lighter.

The fist the fifty bells struck on Lundelhouse's forehead didn't hurt a bit.

It seems to be the way Lundell House communicates the "Adventurer" that he still can't convince. It was clearly found that the hot mass born every heartbeat rushes around the chest, bringing vitality to the whole body.

The excitement of expectations is about to set in motion for the stage to come.

"Miss fifty bells!

"Already, what?

Lundelhaus shook his wand at the fifty bells as he glanced back at his mouth. An invisible mana materializes the forces of the wind to form a shining blue force field. The force field lifted them up about ten centimeters from the ground.

"Wow. Hey, what's this!?

"It's a" Skylark Shoes "(Fly) spell. I can't drive the sky with my powers, but they ignore evil paths and increase the speed of travel."

"Oops. Eh, this is... Does that mean your feet are fast?

Fifty bells chuckled as he stepped to make sure he had a transparent scaffold with his toes. I still had swelling on my eyelids, but that was a rainy rainbow smile.

If this were to happen, we would be able to get to the outskirts of town, even on the battlefield, anywhere. The two rushed forward with speeds and smoothness that multiply a few times earlier.

Lundelhaus was deeply satisfied with his choice of witchcraft.

It's a spell that requires enormous drilling and enormous talent. All of that potential, in today's Lundelhouse, is unfortunately not going to make it all come true. I am full of floating myself and fifty bells to deliver them to the battlefield. But if the reward is a smile of fifty bells, it is not bad.

"Nice, Rudy."

"Of course I did. Miss fifty bells. I'm a genius!

"You're not getting well!

The roar poured with a metallic sound on both of them as they slammed a light mouth but proceeded to slip. Steel Tail Dragon. He said it was still before he left town, but the "steel tail dragon", injured by an arrow, falls to scrape the walls of the abandoned building. With that roar, Lundelhouse clearly figured it out.

The bubbling tension I've felt belongs to the people of the town. It doesn't belong to Lundelhouse. The anxieties and fears of the inhabitants who had no place to escape hung on to them. Lundelhaus was feeling it as a gaze.

But that was why it was no longer a shackle.

There was a girl who ran through the universe one foot away.

Lundelhaus also made the leap he wanted, not to lose thanks to its brown tail-like offerings. Compress and eject magical energy from the flame sphere you materialize at hand all at once. Flare Arrow, along with his fifty bell spear tip, was stabbed by a handheld Steel Tail Dragon.

Lundelhaus and Fifty Bells entered the Saphir defense without fear.

◆

When the magic formation chain orbit was projected about thirty meters forward, nature was twisted by the effect set on its demonic formation. Tunnel-shaped spaces are created in the trees that thrive, interfering with the Guihua Reiman (Doriad) and the Walking Tree (Trent). Avoid the trees around you.

The Circular Magic Formation keeps going ahead, producing the same circular compatriots as ahead. Not only does this demonic formation interfere with the surrounding natural objects to create space, but it is also a magical orbit (rail) that generates a floating force field to aid in movement.

It was the steel vehicle that went over the magic formation with the help of rebellion. It's a box-shaped ride, like a carriage without a horse as huge as eight meters. Though these vehicles with martial arts armor are only glazed windows, they can't be dyed dark inside either.

From its beginning to the fourth vehicle, there was one woman in the command vehicle with an open and closed ceiling and a two-story structure.

The man with an even body on his uniform that reminds him of a carnivorous animal rather than being fleshy is Mizfa-Trude.

He is a senior general serving the "Holy Empire Westlande".

With a sarcastic grin that combined suke and shallow, the general looked out over the shielded glass. Beautiful legs assembled high indicate relaxation and why are you turning them so that your left fingertip caresses the pattern of the sword.

Mizfa was satisfied with the performance of the driving vehicle.

This vehicle weighs so much that it cannot even be moved without a chain orbit, but with the help of a magic formation, it is also possible to proceed in such a way that ordinary carriages like this one in the mountains cannot pass through. Hard to handle weight, combined with defensive performance, didn't mean it was just a drawback.

"Adventurers" wanted machines that could fly in the sky, and truncated this steel vehicle as a failure on the way to development, an unusable toy, but if they were Mizfa's, even their abandoned toys would be a treasure better than gold. That overwhelming difference in technical skills induced Mizfa to laugh.

It's not just technical skills. Magic. Health. Idea. In all of this, the Adventurers are several times more numerous than the Mizfas.

It was as if someone had defined them as the protagonists of the world.

And the Mizfahs are servants.

Mizfa chuckled at the funniest of it all in the back of her throat.

I don't know who it is, but it's what created a lot of cruel comedy.

"Things are going well."

"Aha. That's fine. - Proceed. Don't lose your guard."

Mizfa ordered two magic conductor technicians (arcaine mancers) to sit in the cockpit, which was about two steps lower.

The speed of this steel vehicle is not so fast. Even if you go down the general street, you'll be about 30% faster than the latest four-headed standing carriage. On the other hand, however, there is a characteristic that even uneven land does not slow it down. Its speed drops even faster in the woods and in the valleys, but it's faster than marching on foot.

This is very useful now, although it may indeed be inferior to an amazing magic conductor machine such as "Ten Hours from Minami to Eszo" that the "Adventurer" wanted. Compared to progressing through a space that cannot block your sight: the sky, you may say it is above in secrecy. In the first place, even the Adventurer didn't complete the flying machine. This steel vehicle alone is enough treasure for Mizfa.

Supposedly developed by Zeldus (Mana Breeder), the Geredo-Gunn condenser furnace that has been massively practical. Ancient techniques of Kuruyong (Kurue) passed on to the Saigon family. The magical guidance technology born as those children was, of course, at the core of the property of the Adventurer, but it also brought spills to the Earth. So is this steel vehicle.

There are currently ten armoured vehicles under Mizfa. Four of them are particularly large. The lack of a large number is not a problem, and Mizfa prefers more standardized equipment, but there was no choice but to do all that.

"Adventurer" is a whim and likes new things. I am not interested in "mass-producing what is already technically completed". Always try to create new, more different, powerful, superior pieces. That would of course be an excellent quality in the sense of technological development, but it was also a disgusting thing for military personnel like Mizfa. In the field environment, it is much preferable to have standardized equipment, whether repaired or operated.

Nevertheless, Mizfa, in her capacity as "I have received an invention that I no longer need", is not going to call that much luxury. I have a say to the extent that I can request minimal maintenance, and I know that, if it comes down to it, different bribes can pass.

The Adventurer is a child and a man of weak greed.

"The Nightshade Servant, the Dark Spirit's squire who made the advance reconnaissance, has gone upstream on the Feverwell River."

"Hmm."

Mizfa does a perspective on a military map affixed to the wall.

Various maps, documents and files existed in the less wobbly vehicles. Although Mizfa likes to take command in the field and let the song knife (Sabel) suck blood, now that he is also a senior general, he knew full well that these were also his weapons.

"Send word to the pelicans. Serve the Dark Spirit's Subordinate. Half."

The communication was immediately communicated to a subsequent armoured vehicle in the directive crystal.

In a subsequent vehicle contacted, fifty (earthlings) fall into a false sleep wearing a black mask in a narrow sleeping area even in a lid free coffin. The "Jewel of Subpoena", coupled with sockets provided on the bedside, glistened suspiciously.

This jewel summons the Dark Spirit's Subordinate, which projects the consciousness of the Operator.

In a way that is tantamount to giving the (earthlings) another body. They get a body of monsters who are free to move while their bodies lie on the bedside of this vehicle. The "Dark Spirit's Subordinate" itself emerges at a level equal to the level of the summoned Operator, but still does not break the upper limit of forty-five.

If you're an Adventurer, that would be a silly piece of magic (magic item). In fact, the "adventurers" who provided this made them feel as if they were anxious to give away joke items.

But not if you let Mizfa tell you.

This item gives the Earthlings tentative immortality.

Even if the "Dark Spirit's Subordinate" falls, the "Earthlings" themselves who lay on the bunk will not be harmed. And experience from combat can be received by the operator, that is, the "earthlings".

It was just a joke amazing place (magic item) that I couldn't help laughing at.

"After you've had enough, start dosing the Exp Potion."

Dose water pills that double the EXP acquisition efficiency to maximize its benefits. Oral inefficiency. The strain would be huge if injected directly, but the effect would also increase visibly.

"Lord Kazuhiko has asked you to cancel?

"Is that a problem? - A hypocrite. That's Adventurer, and this is Earthlings. He doesn't die. He knows what war is. He's a mess, isn't he?

Mizfa shrugged. A dark grin.

It is not the life of Mizfa that scatters it. That was the weapon needed to prune more flowers.

"More than that."

Reassembling his legs, Mizfa follows the map with a nail tip with a colour of blood.

"River Feverwell, huh. This neighborhood..."

Turn that lip in good shape and narrow your eyes as you look through the detailed notes written. The black three-clawed mark is the habitat of the Steel Tail Dragon.

It was also a good level of orientation and a "just right repression" on neighboring neighborhoods.

In Mizfa's head, the strategy runs dizzily.

It's all a bloody dream with a shoreline red.

No matter how good the Adventurer is, Mizfa has no right to go along with it. Whatever it is, Yamato will be in turmoil. The Holy Empire Westlande is the only ruling organization that communicates the blood of the Westlande Dynasty to the present day.

The Alliance of Free Cities Eastal is an enemy in the morning.

Of course, Mizfa doesn't believe that. If you have a big name, that's fine. It became a world where military men like Mizfa raised martial arts. Among the Westlande nobles who tend to say that they are originally "ya" but "singing and dancing," the rank of the military is low. We have to make it a lesser chance.

And Mizfa knew that her medals would bloom over her blood.

No, I was drunk on blood. Mizfa herself can no longer tell if she wants medals or the scent of blood.

"Leading troops. Contact with the enemy."

A nervous caller contacts me in a low voice.

Without rushing, Mizfa will enter confirmation information with Steel Tail Dragon.

I don't know. Tighten my suspended lips, and Mizfa softens the bundle of swords because.

"Leading troops, assault! Drive the Steel Tail Dragon from the mountains! Tell him to keep his distance and take care of the magic attack. Though he will resurrect even if he dies."

That's not how our enemies come back, is it?

Mizfa swallowed the other half of the word.

I found just the right feed. Is it even power leveling when it comes to the words "adventurer"? Let Mizfa tell you, he's a soldier. In order to forge a steel weapon, you have to grind the burning blade with blood.

"Let Rondalk get ahead of you. Oh, no, ask for an escort for the advance unit."

"I can contact Sir Rondark. - Voice-breaking tube."

Instead of a carriage, the directive is passed on to the Adventurer, who should be running in the vicinity of it.

"... if you're a Rondalk or an Adventurer, you're a Sir."

One of the callers looks back at Mizfa's soliloquy.

The general widened her lips and said, "You don't have to tell her. It's about this one," he moistened his throat with wine. He's a cripple flowing from Suskino, but for that matter, he's a good guy for a dirty job at the end. I even think you can thank me in that sense.

Rats (von Biki) have rat beds. The proverb is a good one.

At that time, the caller suddenly stood up and heavily pressed the resonant plate in his ear.

A messenger who is nervous and upset and looks back toward Mizfa. At that time, the steel vehicle did shake lightly. It was a quiet, casual vibration, like some soft luggage had fallen from the sky.

"What happened! Report!"

"I'm an Adventurer. An Adventurer of the Cat Clan has appeared in the direction of progress and immediately truncated the Guardian's Dark Spirit Subordinate (Servant)!

Mizfa stood up with her heels covered in a screaming report.

Chopping up irresistible enemies is Mizfa's best tactic.

That's not why I'm not good at stumbling on what I'm up against.