Shinwa Densetsu no Eiyuu no Isekaitan

It was a battlefield.

As far as I can see, the bodies are overflowing.

Tens of thousands of troops clash with each other, a frightening number of corpses created from resentment.

Blood dyes the great pond red, and heaven shakes off the little rain grains sadly.

In the middle of the riot, there was the boy.

Black clothes flip by the wind. My arm moved to sync.

Silver swords tear the space apart, a light wave that pays for bugs.

Only, that's all the motion caused the neck of five soldiers to fly.

The boy ran away after kicking in the big pond.

The target is the general's neck.

It is the most effective and assured victory to end the war.

It's not easy to get through with them. Standing in the way is a trained elite 1000.

The front line is filled in like a wall without gaps.

The general's neck will feel endlessly far away.

- If that was a regular person.

Without hitting one of them, the boy runs ill as he slashes off the enemy soldier's neck.

There is an end point on any road, that's the difference between long or short.

How did the general of the enemy feel when he saw the boy?

"If so, silly!? How did you get here!

……………………

The enemy general breathed when he saw the bloodbathed boy's face.

Deep, freezing cold eyes everywhere.

It sees the pitch-black universe swallow the enemy general.

"…… those obsidian eyes. I've heard that before."

One of the soldiers in the diaspora advancing and intensifying with the momentum of the bamboo.

When there was a man reading and preaching about celestial people, it was a topic of discussion in the surrounding countries.

A gift given to the Spirit King (Legalo).

I laughed at the silly story...

"That's the Heavenly Eye!"

"No... black eyes are normal in my world. They interpreted me weird because I'm not in this world."

An enemy general advances one step forward toward the bewildered boy.

There was a giant axe in his hand.

"I'll kill you here and use your eyes as a trophy."

The face of the enemy general is delightfully distorted. I can't help but be alarmed because they are only one person.

Raise your boneless hand. Then he followed the spear and surrounded the boy with enemy soldiers.

"Suffer and die like no other, but heh!?

Dossa - and the enemy general's neck rolled all over the ground in mud.

The enemy soldiers surrounding him are taken aback.

Nobody knew what had happened except for the double black boy.

The boy started dancing with a light kick in the ground.

The spear tip of the enemy soldier returned to me passes in front of the boy.

Many spears were thrust out, but by leaping, he cut off the enemy's neck.

Moving to stroke the brilliant silver sword, one enemy soldier's neck fell to the ground after another, as ripe fruit fell from the tree.

Enemy soldiers go to war - instant events so far.

This is clearly not a man's business.

"Sick!

A silver blade that plays rain grains that wet the Great Pond separates the upper and lower body of each enemy armor.

Dosha - and the body fell into the puddle.

Moments later, a blood splash erupted like a fountain from around me.

The smell of fresh blood mixed with rain abounds.

"And, uh-huh!?

I can't even give you time to speak up.

It didn't take much longer for a pile of bodies to be built around.

From here, the enemy will fall into total collapse.

As if to crush a feather worm, the enemy troops were ravaged by their allies.

The voice of the defeating enemy, the chasing ally, echoes into the plain.

The boy who left the battlefield, which became a snort shout, had arrived at the main unit.

"Mars!"

The aliases are emitted from the soldiers' mouths one after the other as to who said them first.

That will eventually be cheering enough to tremble the air.

"" "" Military God (Mars)! Military God (Mars)! Military God (Mars)! Military God (Mars)! "" "

Thousands of soldiers scream, resounding to the core of their bodies.

The illusion that the great pond is shaking, every time the boy takes a step forward, the sea of soldiers cracks.

That's what people call the king's way.

A long line of snakes formed to solidify both sides, and the boy walks in the center without cowering.

"" "" Military God (Mars)! Military God (Mars)! Military God (Mars)! Military God (Mars)! "" "

A young man emerged before such a boy.

When the young man raised one hand, the area calmed down as if he had hit the water with a shin.

As he stepped forward, he walked over to the boy.

The expression is angry somewhere.

"Damn, what do you mean the rest of the Army is going to the front......"

"No more glue is allowed. We're expanding the front too far. We have to head west when we're done here!?

The rebutted boy's head was smashed.

The young man's mouth angle hung nicely and gave him a pranky look.

"From now on, speak up. Let's go around the front line together."

"If you do that, you'll disrupt your chain of command. You just have to take your time in the main force."

"That would be boring...... Well, you can't say what's over, whatever."

The young man slapped the boy on both shoulders.

"Schwartz... Well done. We're back safe. I heard you were on the battlefield, and 100 years has shrunk your life span. Thanks to what I heard about the enemy general, I was able to live 100 years longer."

"Altius is exaggerating - yes, the Admiral brought his neck back, but what do we do?

When Schwartz put his thumb behind him, there stood an infantry with a white box.

"The guy who was throwing up just looking at the body is bringing his neck back, so I'm scared of getting used to it."

"Ha... I'm not used to it yet. Killing people, dying... but if you care about that, you're in the opposite position."

"Exactly."

Altius nodded satisfactorily when he heard Schwartz's answer, calling out to the soldier with the white box.

"There is no need for a first-hand inspection. Send him politely to his country. If you forget to be polite to the dead, even if it's your enemy, you're no different than a beast."

"Yes!"

The soldier lowers his head with his knees on the ground.

Altius took his gaze off and slapped Schwartz on the back.

"Come on, I'll give you a toast. Let's report our brother's victory to the Spirit King."

"I'm still a minor, so I can't drink."

"Don't worry! I'm squeezing grapes and bringing them!

"……… you're almost ready."

I laugh bitterly - you'll never be the same.

(Oh...... this is a dream. 'Cause you can't be here)

A dream that evokes memories I miss far away.

It is also a miraculous moment to encounter those who cannot meet.

Glorious memories that never fade.

But dreams wake up sooner or later.

"Hiro! How long have you been asleep! Wake up!"

Biru, who had been stripped of his blanket, rubbed up his heavy lid.

The girl with the red hair jumped into my sight.

He has his hands on his hips and has a fluffy face.

Any expression becomes gorgeous and attracts everyone who sees.

"What are you vomiting about? Hold on tight. Can Sarbellas have breakfast again?

Hearing her words in the sky above, Biru woke up his upper body and looked around.

The air in the room that has not been used for a long time stands up.

But it's not like they haven't cleaned it.

The desk in the year near the window has been cleaned.

On the wall behind it were two flags.

One is a balance crest flag on white ground.

The other has a dragon crest flag grabbing a silver and silver sword on the black ground.

If you look at the bookshelves nearby, the books are old and yellow, but there is no dust.

What Biru slept in was a bed placed on the wall close to the entrance.

There's a girl beside her, and a serverace under her feet.

The red-eyed girl - Liz pulled Biru's arm.

"Look, wake up. Wake up."

Empire History May 23, 1023.

Day 18 from your first trip.

A point 66 cells (198 km) away from the border between the Belgian border of Grinda and the small Baum States.

There is a small Baum country, the only city - Natua.

If you head further east, there is the sea, and if you cross the sea, it is the eastern continent Shi Turn.

The city of Natua coexists with nature and is a beautiful city spread over a relaxed basin.

In the middle of a beautiful town all seasons was the White Box-shaped Temple of the Spirit King (Frieden).

Here the Spirit King is worshipped and, as every day, not only the people but also the people of other countries visit.

There was no king in the Baum Country, and the Lady Witch of the Spirit King Temple (Frieden) became the representative of the Baum Country

At present, one line of Biru was taken care of in the "Spirit King's Temple (Frieden)".

It was only yesterday that I arrived here, with allowances for soldiers injured when I crossed Mount Himmel, and I stopped by a nearby village to take care of a disoriented Biru, but this didn't work.

Baum, the small country has noticed.

Nine days after the wounded's allowance ends and they travel through the village, they are surrounded by platoon-sized knights.

The Knights leader, who named himself Acting the Lady Witch, went in and said:

'What an inconvenience it must be here. Why don't you come to the Temple of the Spirit King (Frieden), if you don't mind?

Liz is happy to think about the wounded.

So here I am.

"Are you still sleepy? Hiro's a little weird these days. Something all the time, feeling confused?

"Hmm... I guess, I'm not sure myself."

"Wow!

When the Bills open the door to the room,

"Hih!?

"Whew!?

There was a woman who triangled her hands and put them on the floor, lowering her head.

"Good morning. Did you sleep well?