Mobile Fortress Saratoga ~Silvery Sword Princess Became My Servant.

The story goes back about half an hour.

"I'll sprinkle the water."

Turn the handle on the wall and Miriam opens the water discharge valve.

Along with the sound of a shoe, water slowly wets the sandy ground from a pipe strewn over the ceiling, sprayed in mist.

Water comes down from the ceiling.

The boy of the desert people, who has lived a year-round thirst for that luxurious and extreme situation, makes his heart pound.

This is a soldier's field.

It is a so-called army training facility in which a battlefield desert is recreated in a huge box-shaped building with 100 zar quarters.

In this Escalis Meermill, when it comes to the battlefield, it is nothing more than a desert that makes up more than 90% of the national territory. Naturally, combat training will also assume desert, but mooring to train outside the castle fort means nothing more than increasing the likelihood of being caught in sand floods (floods) at the same time. Therefore, they make deserts like boxyards and train there.

Reasonably understandable, to a boy who has always lived in the desert, that is the seat of a lavish party, blind to the dishes served, spreading the lunches he brings with him. It seemed so funny.

That's why I'm not going to put aside the job I've been given. The job given to the boy today is to clean this boxyard desert.

Specifically, T-shaped instruments are used to evenly (if) convex sand, and at the end of the day, bear hands are used to reproduce wind stripes. During that task, he said, the first thing to do was to sprinkle water to avoid dust rising up.

Aside from the boxyard desert must, the spirit-stone lighting, the landscape sparkling with blown misty water, excites the boy.

"Wow! Miriam! There's really water coming down here!

To the boy's shaky appearance, Miriam laughs as she grabs the handle.

This housekeeper (maid) girl also had the illusion that the boy seemed to be enjoying himself as if the job was even more enjoyable.

But that's when the anomaly happened.

Suddenly, a blue light runs on the sand floor, drawing shapes on the sand at a tremendous speed.

Circles, triangles, reverse triangles, and circles again.

The trajectory of light begins to make an ominous noise with a pisci, whenever it becomes a magical formation, trembling the space itself around it.

"Hey, what!? What's going on?

Miriam finds herself in Nanashi's arms as she wolves.

A magical formation painted in blue light, with a slight black touch.

As the two stare at each other, from the center of the magic formation, a white rod-shaped thing creeps up like a plant sprouts.

That's a man's arm. It was only a white bone arm.

As his arm bent from the elbow area and pressed his palm (palm) against the vitane and the ground, he could see the human bone crawling out to support it.

"Su, Skeleton!?"

Impossible. Miriam thought so.

There are no bodies that become undead in the first place.

In a manoeuvring castle fort, there is only a consolation tablet, and no cemetery exists.

The dead are shed in quicksand, only to return to the sea of sand.

But no matter how Miriam denied it, that unlikely sight was happening now in front of her.

Skeleton soldiers continue to crawl out of the Magic Regiment one after the other without staying.

"What shall I do, Nana?"

Miriam stares at Nanashi with a frightened look.

Nanashi tied her lips firmly as she stared at the magic formation.

No matter what they say, the exit is further beyond the magic formation, beyond a herd of skeleton soldiers (skeletons) that have already increased in number to a group.

The 'run away' option that should have been taken has already vanished.

No, if we decided at this point, if Nanashi was alone, we could have slipped through the sides of the Skeleton soldiers and escaped to the surface.

Nanashi is a desert people. There can be no one in your species (Noble) who looks down on themselves, who has just killed a housekeeper (maid), blaming the desert people for their nanassies.

But that option was not born among the Nanashi.

He is a savage and demeaning being. It is an earthworm and a despised being.

But I'm not a coward.

"Miriam. Step back behind me, please, down to the wall.

I don't know how much time I can stand, but I just have to do it anyway. That was Nanashi's conclusion.

"Ugh, yeah."

As Miriam let go and put her back against the back wall, Nanashi took a position to stand in front of her.

At that moment, the skeleton soldiers (skeletons), already more than enough to fill the floor, face the two at once.

And when they captured the two in their orbits, which were only cavities, they simultaneously rattled their teeth.

I'm laughing...?

A colder war than the water that keeps dripping from the ceiling runs through Miriam's back.

All of a sudden, the skeleton soldiers (skeletons), who were just standing in their unbridled footsteps until then, began to rush toward the two of them.

Some of them fell with their feet taken by the sand, but you don't mind that. We have killed each other before us.

"Khaaaa!

Miriam screams from behind. An impending flock of white bones.

"Don't doubt a machete, make it a blow and kill it."

Breathing heavily, he exhales thinly as he chants the 'hearts and minds' scattered by the elders of the tribe. Despite the desperate circumstances, Nanashi's heart was at bay.

When you hang your hand on the knife on your hips, open your legs back and forth and drop your hips.

The leading skeleton soldier (Skeleton) has already swung up his sword in front of Nanashi.

"Nah..."

Imagining the tragedy, Miriam turned away, screaming in tears.

The next moment.

Skeleton soldier's upper body slipped off (...).

Unexpectedly, the eye opens, Miriam.

Nanashi remained in a hipster position and did not see how he moved.

Nonetheless, the skeleton soldiers in front of Nanashi were literally cut in two and exposed to the ground.

Nanashi had indeed cut the skeleton soldiers.

It's just that Miriam didn't see it.

It is a technology on a different horizon than swordsmanship in this world that takes a heavy sword around, with the main focus on grinding.

It was divine speed swordsmanship, where the sheath containing the sword was like a catapult, increasing the sword speed, and cutting it off with a 'line' as arcing with a facial palm (with a mensefu), what the desert people called a 'jigen'.

Even as Miriam opened her eyes in amazement, the looming Skeleton soldiers collapsed with one torso after another.

In Miriam's eyes, it only seemed magical.

But what Nanashi is using now is' technology ', which is neither magic nor anything.

If you are a man of the desert people, everyone is mentored by the elderly, it's just 'technology'.

Within Mirumi, a pile of human bones piles up in a semi-circular fashion, centered on the nanasi.

However, the overwhelming difference in numbers is difficult to fill, and the Nanashi cannot remain intact.

Though there are no fatal wounds, the Skeleton Sword puts many wounds on Nanashi's body.

Gradually, Nanashi's face also sees the colour of tiredness, and the sword speed begins to see the stiffness.

Still, it was just that it even became a wall of swords and kept protecting Miriam.

While doing so, skeleton soldiers (skeletons) sprang up later and didn't seem to run out. Finally, a skeleton soldier (skeleton) flooded the floor, smashing the exit door and pouring out.

Immediately, we can see that the interception of Skeleton soldiers (skeletons) began just outside, beginning to hear anger and screams from outside the squad yard.

There's a rescue right outside.

Maybe we can survive.

Weak and fine, but the lifeline is connected.

Nanashi pays off his bloody cheeks and crushes with an awesome grin on his face.

"Nice and easy to understand"

The only way to survive is to keep waving your sword.

Is rescue coming first, or is Nanashi going to do his best?