Me, Adventurer! - Undoubled Skills Are Flat Magic

The little black clouds born with potpounds in the clear sky gradually grew in their thickness and size, eventually enough to cover the sky over the city. Residents of the fortified city of Bifront look up with anxious faces at the suspicious clouds that blocked the light of the sun and slowly began to whirl.

"Something's a bad cloud..."

"Oh, man! Look, alle!!"

What are you talking about?

"Come here!? Shit, run!

Striking through the center of the black clouds winding the vortex, something falls toward the city. It involves a high falling sound that cuts through the air, which makes a roar and falls to the harbor, which is the core of the bifront. Shocks and waves push all the small and large ships that were staying in the harbor, or carry them to the bottom of the water, not to mention the senseless anchor and the contour. Some of the people who worked in the harbor are also caught by the big waves, which flow to the estuary with the pull waves.

What the hell happened?

"Hey, what the fuck!? There's something in the harbor!!"

Probably a sailor. One of the men, who became a wet rat but remained painfully unflushed by the waves, points to the vicinity of the center of the harbor.

Slowly extend the knee that was bent to escape the impact of the landing and gradually wake up the body that was tilting and the sole (...) rises. The surface of the body wet in water is bluntly glowing in black iron, reflecting the light back of the waves.

So, no!

"Golem!? No, living armor!

It's a monster! Let the lord know!

It was a giant knight, wrapped in a martial bone armor made up of straight lines. The total length would exceed twenty meters. Although it sinks from the waist down into the water, the upper body alone that is out on the water is about three stories tall.

The eyes of that giant knight, who made the low sound of a boon like a bug's wingspan and was sinking in darkness, emit a blue light. And

"I am the Knights of the Great Moon (Moon Gate) Empire (Empire) (Embrem) (Fragment)! The world has only one empire of our supreme! Foolishly and shamelessly proclaiming the Empire, do not give my iron judgment to that arrogance that I am proud of! Grant respite until the sun touches the earth! Surrender or ruin! Choose!!"

A loud, crouched voice echoes through the city. After the silence that struck the water (in fact, the area around the harbor is flooded), confused screams and outbursts of rage flooded from all parts of the city simultaneously.

Hehe, it's settled! Beyond the monitor plane, it looks good and panicky. After the appearance scene, I erase the microphone plane and sink my body deep into the seat. Until the next scene, it's a long break.

"Hey, every time, come up with something like this? You've never seen a living armor or a golem, have you?

"If it's Beat, it's before breakfast! What a beat!

"The beats have been painting knights and golems for a long time! I used to make dolls sometimes!

The back of the seat is loud.

This is the living room armor I made, no, in a giant robot. If anyone sees it, they'll think of the name 'Computer Warplanes'. Blah, the colour is black and iron, but the design is teo-jin. I had no choice because it was my favorite game.

Inside the place that touches my chest is my seat that looks like a cockpit, and behind it is a three-person bench set three steps high, like a chick's platform. Everyone there, including Sister Jasmine, is sitting back and watching the monitor plane. Front row is Kristera, sister Jasmine, Kikka. The middle row is Daisy, Luca and Samantha, and Anya sleeps alone in the back row. Wu has a designated seat (?) on the right side of my foot.

The impact of the landing was neutralized in the gravitational field. Since this time it is completely disconnected from the outside world, a downward one G gravity is always working inside the field. No matter how intense you exercise, no shock or vibration can be transmitted. Even if this giant robot stands upside down, it can't even zero a drop of tea. I've got an excellent British tank path.

Once I get my secured sister Jasmine to the Wang Capital school, the village chief's request is complete, but we have another purpose for coming to Jerkin. That is retaliation for Croitz, the Crown Prince. You put a bullet in the Crown Prince that caused Cristela and Kikka to fall into slavery.

I could end up with a "punch up" from "Straight to the Empire," but I'm sure the Crown Prince won't reflect on that alone. Once he recovers from the injury, he will resume aggressive activity again. And also, the victim will be born.

It's not what I found out about the others in the red, but I can't see any harm done to my body or to someone I know. In fact, Anna, an adventurer I already know, and Vincent, a merchant, have been harmed. I can't stand being repeated over and over again. So I decided to retaliate so thoroughly that I could no longer wage war. Specifically, we intend to destroy Jerkin's military base on the kingdom's side from one end to the point where it is irrecoverable. I won't be able to do it if I want to.

Doing so would take your protected sister Jasmine around for a dangerous sabotage, but the person of the moment,

'Fine! I mean, that's why Atashi came all the way here! If you don't take me, I'll bust your ass instead of the Crown Prince!

That's why we're going to act together. As far as my eyes are concerned, I don't have to worry too much about being with you, and I think this area is about to drop. I don't want to be busted.

Sister Jasmine has left the country without notification, and that is also coming to an enemy country in combat, so if the country finds out, heavy punishment awaits. Perhaps the village chief will also be punished with joint responsibility. If you do poorly, you can also be sentenced to death. That's about as big a crime in the kingdom for nobles to leave the country without permission.

On the other hand, when it comes to leaving the country, we have notified them that it is possible to do so for a request. But even though we are engaged, we are trying to do harm to the Crown Prince of a country. Or exchange. This would be subject to punishment. For not being sure of my policy as a country and acting arbitrarily.

It's bad for each other, for the country to know. The most convenient way to put things away is to 'make sure nothing happened'. Tsujitsu, you just have to decide that you weren't in Jerkin.

This time, it was with that intent that I made up a fictional empire by hiding who I was. Never a culinary preference. Though I wouldn't deny that it contains some hobbies.

Daddy, punk! Oakie, punk!

As we chatted and straightened out, there was movement on the bifrontal side. The continuous bursting noise would be due to the shooting of soldiers lined up on the embankment of the harbor. The metal sound is the sound of the bullet hitting the plane and being bounced back. It's still going to be about two hours till sundown, but apparently the Lord of Bifront chose to fight back.

Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy!

Another shooting. However, the bullet still bounces back to the plane and vanishes into the sea in vain. My plane cannot be pierced by that level of attack.

"You were quicker than I thought. I thought it might take longer."

"What a disrespectful bunch of people to attack all of a sudden without a response! This one says he's giving you all the thanks and even respite!

"Maybe, but I guess rationalism is the one. A leading must-win, a pre-emptive attack, that sort of thing."

Serious Christella is outraged. Perhaps the idea of rationalism was spread by the crown prince of the example. Indeed, if you reduce the opponent's troop strength with your first hand, you can do less damage to your allies afterwards. It will also gain momentum. But that would be if I were the modern planet I once lived on. There are rules or manners in this world.

Unlike the rules, manners don't have to be followed to have penalties. No fines, no imprisonment, no reduction in license scores. But not protecting it is so cool. It's like you're exposing your heart to poverty. Preserving manners is also preserving your aesthetic. Also called aesthetics. Unfortunately, there may have been a tendency in modern Japan to repel it because it is tough... I'd like you to spare me bringing that into this world. 'Cause you're not cool.

"Ma, you don't have to hang out the other way. This way, let's go cool!

"Right! That's just great, Master Beat!

Even while we're having this conversation, Pampa Kankan and the bullet are being shot in. And even in this situation, Anya stays asleep. Woo is round, too, patting his ears in a noisy way. Are you a big man or have you no sense of crisis? I want to think you trust me. Right?

I received your response! Great, then it's war! Know your foolishness!! "

What a microphone plane with a voice changer, announcing the start of the fight to the city of Bifront. And thrust the left hand of the giant robot up toward heaven.

"Boy, what's that left-handed scroll like?

"It's a man's romance!

I'm out of words! Yes, from the left wrist of this giant robot is fitted first with a 'drill', a symbol of a man's dream and hope! Never shellfish or taco! I worried about which way to go with the pile bunker, but I still couldn't get the drill off, which is the ultimate in basics. No regrets! My drill strikes heaven!!

As the giant robot steps out of his right foot and pulls his left arm wide, that left-hand drill begins to spin fast. If you can, here's the gear. 'Guiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!' I wanted the sound, 'but the rotation of the planar magic drill was too smooth and all I could hear was the sound of' Feen '. I'm a little short, but I can't help it.

"Coming, Gigantic Drill Phantom!!"

After accumulating enough, stick out your left arm with momentum. Straight to the left. A protruding left wrist drill flies off his arm and at a fierce speed. Namely, it's a rocket punch for a drill! Would there ever be a move packed with a man's romance!? No, there isn't!!

By the way, you can wear a drill on your right hand, and you can do it on a rocket punch. In that case, it changes to the move-name 'Gigantic Drill Magnum'. Magnum on the right, Phantom on the left. I tried to follow the traditional Japanese rules for naming wheelfields.

The drill approaches the castle at Bifront as it blows up the soldiers with a blast as they pass, and the buildings and soldiers on its path. The time it took to reach that castle, where the released drill was about a kilometer away, was only a few seconds. The drill, which flew at a speed not exceeding the critical speed of sound, reached the outer wall of the castle. Without weakening its momentum, it penetrated the stone wall and slipped across to the other side as it caught the inside of the castle in a storm of destruction. After a beat, the bifronted castle is smashed and scattered as if the boring pin could be played. Nice strike!

"... bullshit"

"Awesome! Did you see the castle burst?

"That's just great! In front of Master Beat, a castle fortress on an iron wall is like a straw hut!

"Atai, I think you're cute in a dragon now."

"Oh, Lord Beat's cute, too, huh?

"… Disaster designation"

Hmm. Everyone seems to have lost their temper to the power of rocket punches. You bet. You bet, this is the pinnacle of a giant robot! This guy is awesome!!

"Wow... ahhh?

"What the hell is this?

"Gu, tough! Stuck in an invisible box!?"

The flying soldiers, as well as the large number of people who were in the castle, are put in invisible boxes and piled up in rubbled ruins of the castle. Of course, it's due to my planar magic. I'll let you go later, so wait there for a while.

The purpose of this one is to destroy bases so much that they cannot be fought, not slaughtered. So as far as possible, human damage is held up. Nevertheless, that does not mean that it is an act from a fully humanitarian perspective. Instead, it was meant to be more malicious.

Slaughter can reduce Jerkin's power. But that's only temporary. It's a resource that you can recover from over time. If it's a conscription, maybe it won't take that long to undo it. It's only about that extent.

But not if you let the inhabitants live after destroying the city. When there is no place to sleep, nothing to eat, and no walls to protect them from demons, the inhabitants inevitably have to move elsewhere. From here to the east is the front line where we don't know when the end of the war will open, and to the south is the sea and to the north is the mountain forest where demons emerge. The only destinations left are west, or imperial. But we're going west faster than the inhabitants can move, destroying all the major cities in Jerkin. There is no place to escape. On the contrary, more refugees will be born.

Many of the mass-produced refugees will head to the Imperial Capital. And the security of the influxed imperial capital of the refugees deteriorates, the price of various supplies, starting with food, soars and the national power declines. The refugees will eat up the resources necessary for the war for a long time.

In addition, the people who originally lived in Imperial Capital would accumulate dissatisfaction with the government and the refugees who had moved would also be disappointed with the helpless government. The soil to anti-government ideas will be formed. No wonder there's civil unrest. Then it won't be the case if you're at war. It is the achievement of its original purpose.

That's how we think about rescuing residents. Normally I would tell soldiers to 'fight and die', but this time I dare say 'live' because I have to ask them to become refugees too. Using a sneak plane, the waves are already pushing them up to shore. I'm glad you didn't drown. I don't know if that makes me happy. Sparkle.

"Since the beginning of this journey, you've made a lot of black smiles, haven't you?

"Really? It's been like this for a long time!

"Whether it's white or black, if Beat is fun, it's fine!

"Ugh, right. Boys are cute as fuck."

"Yan's gonna be a level!

"... a level that can be named God of Destruction"

Everyone's ratings aside, we're just gonna turn the city into a pile of rubble and head west.

Go Go West! Garlic kinin!