Magic Robot Aluminare

Two hours from the start of the fight.

Looking from the vicinity of the fort, slowly, but slowly, we see the movement of the war situation.

First of all on the north side. Thanks to the work of Batis and Leon, they seem to be advancing a lot. Overall, this unit pushes in enemies and can afford to fight. However, it might be better not to get too distracted, as there is also information coming in that Batis has left the front.

On the south side, on the other hand, the situation is somewhat unfavourable.

Some would say Captain Dennis is the only knight of outstanding strength.

The opponent hits Captain Dennis with two Armunale planes, preventing Captain Dennis from moving freely. Because of that, I haven't been able to create an incentive to push in.

Thanks to this, the command also seems to be mainly devoted to instructions to the south. I can see a horse running from the beginning.

And center. You can say this place is antagonistic.

Each other's situation continues one after the other, and we don't see much change.

The first seat I'm focusing on doesn't move either, standing in front of HQ all the way from the start.

I can't move without him, can I? Move quickly.

If you keep sending that mindset to them, the south becomes noisy. Apparently, troops at the south end have allowed some breakthroughs.

Immediately, other troops are entering support, filling holes that have been opened, but troops breaking into the rear are rushing towards the fortress where the princess is.

"Well, what's up"

The only thing missing is a few abnomules. Honestly, it would be possible to kill a second if I went. I just don't know how a seat moves in those seconds.

I look back to the fort to ask for instructions from headquarters.

There was a needle mountain. No, that's a shell that popped up in large quantities enough to look like a needle mountain.

"Oh, seriously?

Shortly afterwards, doom! and heavy sounds in a row, and in an instant the fort is engulfed in smoke.

And the abnomules, who have broken through the defensive line, are filled with holes in a flash and collapse to the spot.

"Hahahahahaha! This is the front line base of the buffer zone! There's no way the defense mechanism is the same as that fort right there! Ha-ha-ha. Ho, ho, wow, that's a lot of smoke. Let's go back inside."

Somehow the high-tension princess went back inside the fort, just saying and swallowing. What did you want?

Well, I just found out for now that the fort doesn't have half the defense mechanism. Perhaps it was originally Avila Bomb control, but do you mean that destruction is also possible to the extent of Abnomule?

Then I'll stay put.

Once again, I put my first seat at the end of the monitor and returned to the surveillance mission.

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Batis, who had left the front, was returning to a maintenance post made of surges.

The hangar mechanics who have traveled with members of Batis' squad begin to work on the fuselage. However, both arms that have exceeded their endurance limits and become worn out are at a level that needs replacing.

"Captain, this will take time! The arm is a replacement. I'll do something with my legs!

"Please! I don't know much about maintenance!

"You must understand a little! Even the captain's fuselage, because he's got a lot of joint load!

The mechanics go ahead with the work screaming.

In that, he took two Abnomules and one Armunale appeared. As soon as I see that fuselage, tension runs on everyone who was there.

"He said it was an imperial fuselage!? They broke in!

The dark green fuselage that appeared. That undoubtedly belongs to the Obard Empire. From the absence of any noticeable damage, Batis decided that it was an intrusion.

"First of all, Battis, it's me. It's Leon."

"Amen!? It's Leon!?

I was about to activate the fuselage, and I hear voices I could hear from that fuselage. Then the hatch in the cockpit opened and a familiar childhood appeared from inside.

"Leon!? What happened to that plane?"

"I wanted an Armunale, too. I took it from you in battle."

Tension breaks out from among the reassured mechanics who saw Battis normally converse and wondered if he was on his side.

"I took it..."

"Let Captain Watts have your meal. I've killed and taken the pilot with one hit."

"Ah! You're flashy to do it!

"Ugh, that means I'm not going to be a deputy captain forever either. I was thinking of using this guy during this fight. I just need to be able to prove I'm on your side, or you could get stabbed from behind."

"Is that why you're back?"

Several Abnomules nearly attacked me even before I got here already. Each time, the abnomules with the escort's name given to Captain Watts stood between them and arbitrated, and they finally came back this far.

"Change your arms to Faithful's. And hang the paint and dye it white. You don't need to dye it clean. You just have to know it's a faital airframe."

Send instructions to the mechanics as they crouch the fuselage.

"Whoa, this guy doesn't have a problem. I promise. Follow the instructions!

I assure the mechanics, who are hesitant to move, that Battis is Leon's companion. Then, as if relieved, the mechanics ran over to Leon's fuselage.

I'm sorry.

"Don't worry about it. So, what's the status of the war? I don't know what's going on with the whole thing because of the whole thing."

So Leon explains to Battis what's going on.

The North is pushing well in, but if the South told them they were pushed the other way because of the mercenaries being rampaged, Battis would have had a ferocious grin as to whether the South was next.

But Leon denies it.

"It's not a good idea to change the placement of the Almunale on your own. This plane you've taken is free to move, but Batis must be embedded in the troops' strategy."

"So you want me to stay in the North like this?

"If we push north and hit headquarters, reinforcements should move from the spare south."

"I see, you mean pull it out to the north side!

"That's the thing. Until then, I'll go south and hold him down. If it's too late, I might be destroyed."

"Ha, say it"

I ate the sandwiches that were prepared for nourishment and by the time I got back, Leon's fuselage had been dyed white. It just seems like we've done a really big mess, and it's so uneven that we can see it in the distance.

And the armor on the chest was impromptu and engraved with a faital crest.

Now, at first glance, you will no longer be considered an enemy.

"I'm sorry. Thanks."

"Good luck. We'll do everything we can."

"Oh."

Leon was backed up by the mechanics and jumped out to the battlefield again.

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At Ovard Side Operations, Commander-in-Chief Ethel was looking at the map with his hands on his chin.

At first glance, the war situation is unfavourable. The north side is unable to hold on to the momentum of the fetal and is being pushed into a twist. When it comes to whether the south is doing well, it's not as good as it says.

Mercenary assaults from the southern end resulted in some troops achieving breakthroughs and the first phase of the operation was completed, but it makes no sense if they are pushed in by the second stage.

The most unexpected factor would have been that the second seat had been struck by an unknown knight. This affected the soldiers around us, so much so that the north side was once pushed to the brink of disintegration. I managed to snub it off with immediate reinforcements and rebuilding the formation, but the upset didn't go away.

The knight, who struck out the rumored second seat, hears he's falling back to repair the fuselage, but doesn't even know when he'll be back.

Competition with time. That is Ethel's conclusion.

Which hand tag to use.

Some units can turn from the south, but that could also ramble Dennis, who is holding him back in the south.

So there will be no troop movements and will we concentrate our artillery support in the north?

That's also true, but it's already been three hours since the battle began. Time to get worried about replenishing ammunition and depleting fuel. We're replenishing each unit sequentially, but it should be time for a depletion group to come out at once.

Think that far and decide it's time to cut the joker.

"Do you want Lord Meola to leave? It's time for you to catch your eye."

Easel uses a preaching order and requests to leave for the first seat, Meola in Leberta. The course of action was to launch an attack on headquarters after the central breakthrough.

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The enemy moved.

I wondered if a soldier had rushed to the foot of a seat's fuselage, and as soon as the soldier left, the fuselage ran straight across the battlefield.

Break through the center of the Allied forces and stay on the front line. And when you pull out two of the swords spread over your skirt, you start waving endlessly.

The sword has wires connected from the skirt and seems to use almost the same system as my Grondia Repesch.

Enemy planes that don't stop at anything are rushing straight into this place as they destroy Abnomule. Apparently, he's willing to break through the enemy and launch an attack here.

Then I have one thing to do.

"Princess, I'm leaving!

"Please!

When I called, a reply came from inside the fort.

Then turn the output fully open and accelerate it all at once.

Grondialepesch was allowed to deploy, shooting out all greetings and greetings towards the incoming enemy aircraft.

The sword shot out is knocked down by the hands of the enemy aircraft.

Grasp two of them in your hand and remove them from the wire while collecting them immediately. I stayed close and cut it off with the enemy aircraft.

Then you hear voices from the other aircraft.

"Are you the rumored sword wing?"

"I don't know what kind of rumor it is, but they call it sword wings."

"Right. Your Majesty deserves more. You are here to discuss Meola in Leberta."

"I'll take you down and put an end to the war between Faetal and Obard"

"It's impossible. Me and this Pulstleige have no defeat!

"Then today is the first and last defeat. Me and Pespirage are gonna teach you the taste of defeat!

We cage our strength in our swords almost simultaneously and distance ourselves as we play.

Then, when Pulstleige holds the wire of the sword, he gently turns it, turns it on and throws it over here.

Playing that with a sword, Pulstleige pulls the wire and tries to wrap it around the pespirage.

I crouched the fuselage, dodged the wire, retrieved Perfilizzi in return, and fired.

D'Arang! The bullet accelerated with a series of explosions all the way straight to Pulstrage.

Pulstraege retrieves the sword by pulling the wire while dodging sideways. And I stepped this way.

Apparently, the fact that I had a rifle meant to take me to a melee.

But if you want to get close, you don't want to go far. I'm not going out of my way to fight on their mound.

I jump backwards, holding a Perfilizzy rifle in my left hand and a fusey shotgun in my right hand and shooting randomly. There's nowhere to hide. Here, this is inevitable.

But the opponent suffered all the attacks. By a spinning sword wire.

But the bulleted wire just got intolerable, too, a thousand cuts along the way, flying in a direction without a sword.

As soon as the enemy aircraft recovers its wire, it takes out another sword.

The lack of weapons is a similar trait to my airframe. Was it such a hassle that you couldn't take away your arms?

Pulstleige with a new weapon accelerates and penetrates again. Is there any reason or are you an assault idiot that only comes straight in from earlier?

This one releases the bullet again.

The wire was similarly rotated and prevented. I don't even care about a thousand chopped flying swords, and most of them go straight in without stopping my legs.

The second shot decides he won't make it, puts the gun away and grabs the sword.

How do you get here?

When I set up my sword as I saw how to get out, Prustleige threw that sword at me.

I thought I'd play the sword again, and this one accelerates. Jump into the nostalgia of the enemy aircraft and wave the sword.

That was prevented by another bottle of the other. In addition, the enemy aircraft takes a sword out of his skirt and wields it.

I hang a foot payment for the other person's left foot. It was noticed and bewitched by retreating as he jumped. Plus, he even throws two swords he had as he retreated.

Because of this, you can't cut the attack, and you can distance yourself from your opponent again.

"Somehow I know how to fight you."

Eight swords spread over the skirt. The enemy aircraft will be using it, doing everything from long range, close range, and even defense.

To be honest, the use of wire swords is better over there.

Reach for the next sword without retrieving it, and whatever you throw while dealing with it is retrieved.

When you approach a detour or stand near a wire that connects with the sword you threw, you will use it to hang your legs.

I can't be caught off guard. But if I know how to fight it, I'll come up with a few things to deal with.

"Come on, we're redoing."

With a sword on my face, I unleashed a Hugher.

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Shadows lurking on the plains. In front of the Battle of Almunale Abnomulet, their presence is nothing but a small one. But I can sneak up on it without being noticed.

Forest on the Faetal side. There are the soldiers of the Obard Empire.

It is the infantry carried by the troops who have only broken through for a moment.

They go through the woods with only a hand sign, without uttering a word.

Beyond that lies the command of the Kingdom of Faetal.

Approach Command without anyone noticing and ask how it's going.

Soldiers at the entrance. Infantry is also on perimeter alert. But their gaze is drawn to a massive battle they have never seen before, and their original security is elusive.

The captain of the unit confirms the surrounding companions.

Almost got an OK signature back. Check it, raise your right hand overhead, swing down the entrance.

Troops that were hiding in the woods jumped out at the same time as the signal.

Soldiers on the Faetal side also try to pull out their swords and deal with soldiers who suddenly appear. But the soldiers at the entrance were swept away by a magical attack caused by a complete ambush.

In addition, the soldiers who were patrolling are also slaughtered one after the other, quickly controlling the entrance.

At the same time, the inside of the fort became noisy.

The presence of an ambush unit was noticed. But it is no longer something that can be managed in Abnomulet or Almunale.

Troops poured into the fort at once, aiming for control of the headquarters.