Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

The magicians, who were preparing to intercept on the defensive line, would have eaten the shoulder watermark in a good way.

Says there were more magicians who saw it than they could count. Numerous wild serpents went through the burning tree heads and dived into the sea of fire in a big way. I guess the look of serpents flocking to the bait is still something different from serpents. It embodied disastrousness, because everyone held with fear that it was tantamount to just a nightmare.

Since the emergence of the unidentified serpent, the number of demons that had invaded the Alpha had decreased extremely.

Subsequent statistics showed that the number of demons invaded was doubtful in the eyes of more than 1000. That's enough to think all the demons around the Alpha have attacked.

The activity of the magician who struck out reduced it by half. Though the damage was done in a lower number than predicted, I can't take pleasure in the fact that there were fewer deaths than there were.

It is an unquestionable fact that the feat is at the hands of Froze Favel, who held the overall command. but this was a theory of results, and it wasn't actually a matter of optimism. In addition to the A-rate, [Rosocarg], the emergence of a new species of A-rate, [Siren] wrapped around the leather of the tree like a robe, caused the loss of many high-ranking magicians.

The beginning of this great invasion was caused by about 300 degraders called Arakune's half [Arnia]. It is no surprise that in the demons, a stirring individual appears, if at once he shows great movement. That was [siren] and [rosocarg].

But if misfortune overlapped in this invasion, it was definitely the appearance of [sirens]. I still haven't caught up with the analysis, but the sound waves emitted by the sirens turn out to act on demons. It was a grand view that a few [rosocargs] were dragged out by it. Originally, high rates such as [Rosocarg] were of a disaster-class magnitude due to the small number of individuals but the habit of herding.

With the exception of the [siren], the A-rate, which is the highest rate invaded, [Rosocarg] would have been in an unsolicited crisis of six bodies.

Only two [sirens] and [rosocarg] reported crusades as a result. This lowered the front line to near the defensive line in order to regain one end position.

The demons that had actually invaded defended themselves with low rates and almost no damage, but left doubt as to the whereabouts of the remaining A-rates for some of those who were in charge of Froze and defense, who were taking command of the General.

A few days after the massive invasion of the demons, the vigilance was not lifted, and the army displayed a noisy appearance even after the crisis had left, such as the treatment of the wounded.

Ars is not a military headquarters, but comes next door to it, to a cemetery like a vast vacant lot. It is visionary that I played with Nike beside here, but my memories in a few days had enough emotions to compress my chest.

It's a grave marker in countless numbers, but fortunately, the crew would have been the only one who could have buried you properly.

It is not uncommon for a coffin to contain only artifacts in this. Hundreds of grave markers should also grow in number year after year.

Ars served with a white bouquet without saying anything.

Behind him are Visaists and Lindelf laying their eyes down in mourning.

A second-class special promotion is no consolation to a magician. More than that, I'm flattered to say, "Well, I protected you."

The merits of this special demonic assault unit will probably be appreciated for including secrets, but as a result, much merit. The visaist had been confirmed to be Major General and Lindelf to be Lieutenant Colonel in the second-class special.

Lindelf had leaked that it was a promotion of disgrace, but he ate his teeth and said, "Still, it might be possible to reduce casualties to the extreme with the collaboration of each squad if I raised my rank more. As a farewell to these guys, I'm sure they'll be able to make a good report," he responded by looking straight at them and looking far away.

Visaists say a small silent prayer.

"There's still some cleanup left."

"I know, sir"

Lindelf responds with few words and shifts his gaze to the side. It's like you're not listening. Ars had already left with Tobotobo and his little back turned.

Since that day. Waking up Ars is annoying himself repeatedly, "if you're doing it alone," like a loose shell.

I can't find a word to hang on Ars like that. Lindelf scratched his head . Since enlistment, Ars has shared his days with Nike like a real child. I'm sure it's synonymous with losing a family.

(If Elena is here...)

I don't know. A weak voice that makes me throw up. I guess I should be on the verge of being killed in this as usual.

You perceived Lindelf's misery like that. Visaists put their hands in pockets of slightly cramped mourning.

He opened his mouth with a bitter face when he called it an unacceptance.

"We shouldn't be doing anything right now. We're men, let alone clever. But Ars is also a man. So now I'm gonna watch you as an adult."

"Is that all you can do?"

"Oh, that's probably all I can do now (...). Lindelf, I'll leave you with a sweep of the area starting tomorrow morning. The demon sweep operation begins, but Ars..."

"I know."

"It's the mountains I want you to rest, too."

"I understand. Now you're so short of magicians that you want to borrow a cat's hand."

The visaist cautioned again about what he was only talking about Lindelf.

"Nike's... no, don't let your mouth slip about the detector dog"

"Yes, sir"

So Nike was one of the experimental dogs created by genetic manipulation, but ethical problems were pointing out another at the same time. Life expectancy, compulsory growth, is overloaded by the developed body and brain, so it was created as a consumable equivalent of two months of living.

Of course, it turns out in about a month of picking up Nike. The visaist immediately accused Beric of the research, frustrating the project all. The disposal of experimental dogs was processed internally for each study data (they are only releasing the military warehouse, but for once the treatment is no different from that of dogs), but the visaist only allowed Nike to spend time with Ars.

I can tell you that I couldn't get away with it now.

So I was surprised Nike lived beyond his life expectancy. And my eyes got hot when I heard Nike's last. The big one in the middle of this headmark is Nike's.

There are white flowers with large wheels rocking the petals. And if you raise your gaze, you make sure you bury it in the headstone, and you get a collar made by all the crew, and the plates that emit silver light in the center are beautifully polished. The two boneless letters [Nike], like carved with a knife, were clearly engraved.

♢ ♢ ♢

There are two people walking refreshingly through the headquarters. One wears a white based military uniform, with long hair tied to one side and dripping forward. The white cloth attached to his waist also exuded lustre.

Military uniform with an accentuated busty chest, but bouncing at a utter pace as he pushes his clothes up rather than making them intrusive.

The other one appears to be reporting while scrolling through the material in a way that follows from the position pulled one step back.

In the hallway, she and the magicians, unlike each other, had the sight of bowing their heads off the edge.

"Dear Sisty, good luck. It is only with Master Sisty, in charge of the defense of the day after day. The demon invasion..."

"Don't flatter me like that. Make the point."

"Ha, yes!?

I'm sick and tired of a single magician jumping behind my back.

The man apologized in disguise as he walked, continuing to report.

"Former Commander Froze, sweep operations will be dared starting tomorrow morning. The demons who survived in the outside world took a body that wasn't well recovered... and... ate it... so, right? It may become a mutant, so as not to cause secondary disasters..."

"I heard that. How many more troops are we mobilizing than that?

"You don't know that."

Sisty sighed enormously, ha-ha.

"Dear Sisty, to which...?

"I'm a little worried about a lot of things this time, so I want to see how he moves."

"Who is he?

"It's weird that he's a good old man. I'm talking about Lord Visaist."

――――

The manoeuvres assembled by the three known as the Three Giants are a thing of the past, but if it is to be regrouped, there is no way for a man to make his nose rough.

Rare Commander Flose Favel.

Disaster Class Divergent Child Visaist Socurent.

Sisty Nexofia with a witch alias.

The past few years have been reduced in itself for visionaries to go out into the outside world, but Sisty is undoubtedly in full swing now. Froze had been temporarily summoned to this important issue while he was retired.

Sisty - Froze should also have noticed - left doubts that the remaining four A-rate demons had disappeared. It is precisely who crusaded it. The fact that they didn't attack us right away was unnatural in itself. High-rate demons are supposed to have intelligence, but given that they've led low rates, I didn't see any reason to step on them here.

If we had not crusaded, the crisis would still have not left. So just in case there would be a request for cooperation - there would already be a circular regarding it, but I had to figure out how he would work for Sisty defending on the front line.

So I was also stunned that the Visaists were building a new squad, but it made me question more than that. What a surprise it is now.

There are many magicians who admire him, but we didn't make a squad, and we ignored the hits from above. Even if you find that to be damaging.

So the Visaists were often entrusted with the captain of a contingent to be formed on an ad hoc basis. Many magicians experience the origins of being bewitched by his professor and the three giants.

So after a little research, Sisty was all the more suspicious that one boy - no, I should say a child - was incorporated into the crew.

That is not disbelief. It is difficult to think of offending military statutes only visayists, and if so, it is inevitably the Governor General who has something to do with it. Sisty remembered the incident, which was not easily tolerated because ethical issues stood in the way of children joining the army.

It is a protective facility of keeping children who have lost their lives in the military, but apart from that, children who decide to pursue a magician can also be given an early magician development program.

That brings me to the edge of strong criticism within the military and the total annihilation of the first year.

Sisty didn't hear about the freeze yet.

And when I came in front of the Special Demon Attack Squad's troop room, the door was slightly open. I peek through the gap and see that there will be no absence because the light is leaking from inside.

"That's..."

There was a boy with a knee in the corner of the wall. The vain eye is the same kind of thing that Sisty sees when a magician is dropped at the bottom of his disappointment. Even if you look at the outfit, it's easy to guess. Not to mention because there's a demonic invasion and it won't be long.

But Sisty was more convinced than any magician that he would just be.

It's brittle, brittle, it's going to break... the superb sword is going to rust on it and it's going to break even now, it's going to get distracted by the way I watch it, that's what it looks like.

Once Sisty took her face off the door and looked back at the man when she realized there was nobody else.

"That's enough. You go back."

"Yes?"

"It's going to be a little long... well, Sir Visayist seems to be absent, so I was wondering if you could find me"

"Uh, yes!

Waving his hand off the man's back into small pieces, Sisty opened the door.

"Nice to meet you..."