Thanks to a Different World Reincarnation

"Finally..."

Jin puts the interceptor behind the line waiting for him, beating one by one in a handless state.

Initially we were going to wait more away from Lienz and deal with it as things went backwards as things changed, but now we have Jin just a little ahead of the final line of defense.

At the end of your gaze, you can see the hordes of warcraft and dust that are approaching here. There were several warcraft that had preceded them with paralysis, but they were individually handed down by brilliant archers, starting with Melinda.

When Jin glanced at the group of warcraft reflected in the "map," the line was starting to grow slightly longitudinally, due to the proximity of the destination.

(Attracts a little more)

Jin captures both the 'map' and the population in front of him in sight, while waiting for the best timing.

There was no shadow of upset in the face of the interceptors behind the gin, even thanks to a speech made in advance or in front of a group that approached as close as Lienz.

(Let's go!

Jin decides to activate the operation.

"Window!"

And here emerged the 'window' used to check 'maps', 'status', etc.

"Maximize! Enhanced! 'Window Wall'!

As its words say while consolidating the image, the 'window' grows to the size of a mighty wall. There will be thirty meters vertical and more than a hundred meters horizontal.

"'Window Wall', 'Window Wall', 'Window Wall', 'Window Wall', 'Window Wall'!

Its huge walls grow in number every time Jin chants.

"Go!"

Having determined that a sufficient number of pieces are in place, Gin waves loudly and points in the direction, according to which a huge wall flies forward in rows. Relying on the only remaining 'map' in front of you to control the position of a giant 'window' is like the conductor of an orchestra.

And by the time Gin stopped moving, there were invisible walls lined up over it, like surrounding a herd of warcraft.

(Chuckles!)

It just doesn't all go well. Gin's head was starting to ache bumps from around the corner where he stared the window against the wall (wall) and strengthened it.

Indulging in that pain, Jin stares at the "map" with the group ahead with his right hand swung up. Soon all the light points spread like red stains were about to subside in the enclosure of the 'window' reflected in the 'map'.

"Stand back!"

At last, the moment all the warcraft entered the enclosure, Jin waves down the right hand he was raising. Following that move, the giant 'window' that was floating in the air also descended once and for all and pierced the ground.

"Fixed! Visualization!

And at the next moment, the 'window' that was hidden reveals itself. In the eyes of the people there was a sight of a huge wall of translucency standing around the warcraft.

"" "" Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, ""

The roar rises from those of the Interceptors who were excited by the sight. On the 'map' in front of Jin, it could be confirmed that the walls formed by 'windows' surrounded the Warcraft population softly. The wall is so thin that it approaches Lienz that on the "map" it also looks like a two-sided triangle with the Lienz side as its apex. Only the culminating part was about ten meters wide as an exit.

Even though it is in the anomaly of being covered with such high walls around it, the Warcraft does not stop the rampage. I guess the warcraft in the 'runaway' state still means that normal judgment is lost. Even though it gets thinner and narrower gradually, Warcraft kills to the exit without slowing down, and many are pinched and crushed by 'window' walls and other Warcraft.

But still, the 'window' walls are frightening. Jin once put on a 'window' to protect the towca from barrel fragments, but this time he hinted at that time.

All the things Jin brought into this world have indestructible attributes, but I guess that means that 'window' was no exception.

"Come on!"

But it is true that this is not the original use. With that recoil, or even more severe headaches, a muscle of blood flows from Gin's nose, which is supposed to have an unharmed body.

Jin muddles his nosebleeds with his hands as he faces the pain, yet attempts to invoke yet another 'window'.

By using this' window 'as a lid, Jin intended to destroy the Warcraft by controlling the number of Warcraft while working together. If I could have done this as planned, I would certainly have ended the fight without making a single sacrifice.

But there was never a new 'window'.

(Is that the limit?

That being said, Jin thought about replacing the lid with a giant 'map' window that was the only one left, but he couldn't even resize it slightly. When you think about headaches that sound from the core of your head or nosebleeds coming out of your body that shouldn't hurt you, I guess that means that now is the limit critical and you can't control 'windows' any more.

"We're going to confuse the enemy now! Everybody block your ears!

Then Jin gives instructions with an enlarged voice with a 'speaker' behind her back. I would have liked to have had a shot of ancient magic if it were true, but now I have no idea what image it activates because of a terrible headache. However, given that it affects a large number of people, it is not inferior to what we are about to do now. It was originally a measure I had in mind to buy time to get out of the emergency during yesterday's retreat, but this time it will be used for positive reasons.

"Huh-uh."

Gin, having finished her instructions, breathes heavily into her belly.

"Drink!"

And directed precisely at the warcraft who were about to take the exit of the wall, Jin emits a voice amplified to the maximum volume using the function of 'music'. It had been emitted directionally only forward, but even if its ears were blocked, the explosion rocked people's bodies with the tremors of the air.

"Bugushayo et eneahhe kiuuhi"

That would not be an exaggeration to say that it is a bomb of sound.

Warcraft who have even received waves of sound accompanied by vibrations vary from those whose eardrums tear and bleed out of their ears, to those who frenzy, to those who spray and stiffen bubbles.

The damage was greatest in the warcraft, which was located forward close to the audio source, but even under the circumstance that the warcraft was killing at the narrowed exit, the confusion is applauded. A follow-up that was relatively unaffected from the rear of the warcraft, whose legs stopped in confusion, penetrated and numerous warcraft were crushed before they fought.

'All you have to do is knock the guy out of here! Attack initiated!'

"" "". "" Whoa, whoa, whoa!

While she feels blood flowing through her nose again, Jin amplifies with a speaker again to give instructions, and the roar of her colleagues responds to leave it to her. The avant-gardes surrounded the warcraft through the walls as they were pushed from behind and rolled, and from the rear flew the magic and arrows unleashed by the rear guards.

"Mr. Jin!

Jin also tried to step out to take part in the battle, but his underfoot was drawn and he was about to fall. I couldn't help but fall down with Rachel supporting me, which is getting tough, but it doesn't change that I can't get underfoot. Jin, along with a severe headache, was feeling quite tired all over her body.

Rachel tries to use healing magic on Jin, but this is not a simple injury. Now that he couldn't call a new 'window', Jin couldn't even check his status, but he didn't feel as if he was sensibly losing his HP.

"It's alright. I'm just burdened with it because of my unscrupulous use"

That's what Jin says and turns down Rachel's restorative magic, but it's never a light state of 'just'. In fact, it drew blood from Jin's face and was bright blue, as well as massive amounts of fatty sweat.

(Yabba!

He was a gin who tried to walk out again, but his body leaned about due to headache and fatigue, and he accidentally fell on one knee. If we were to pass out here, the 'window' walls in the corner would disappear, too, and it would all be over. Jin desperately disconnects the consciousness that is about to fly.

"Jin! Don't push me! I'll take care of this place. Get some rest! Look, you guys! You've been served so much, don't be so lousy!

"Yes!"

"Understand. Come on!

"You don't have to worry about this place! Leave it to us!

Greg, who commanded the avant-garde, and the warriors around him, have no such thing as grief. That morale was high when, thanks to Jin, he stopped drowning in massive waves of warcraft and all he had to do was clean up the enemies in front of him.

"... excuse me. Please."

Confusion still persists within the walls, and crushing between warcraft continues to occur due to the effects of earlier explosions. It was a great opportunity to hit now, but not very much, but Jin is not in a position to take part in the fight. There was a grid, but Jin decided to step back once again, following Oswald's instructions, conscious not to break so that the wall surrounding the Warcraft would not move.

"- Mr. Jin, why don't you lie down?

Travel to the rear ambulance tent, a short distance from the front line, where Rachel, accompanied so far, sounds worried. I've never seen Jin look so sick before.

"No, because if I lay down, I'm going to fall asleep. You can keep doing this."

As Jin lowers his back to the floor of the ambulance tent, he stands one knee straight up and puts his jaw up. I just couldn't wait to do this, but my body was heavy.

"Thank you, Rachel. I'm done. Go back to where you belong."

Jin urges Rachel to return to the front.

Rachel, who is also good at combat, is a brilliant healer who can fight fine on the front lines. This is not where she will be needed.

"... ok. Stay jizzy until you recover."

"Oh, I'm going to. Thank you. Take care of Rachel."

Rachel felt inclined to leave the scene, but still wouldn't forget the role she had to play. Gin dropped him off and headed to the front line feeling like he was pulling his hair back.

"... Damn! It was a little later."

She was a gin with a smile on her face when she dropped Rachel off, but after she left, she distorts her face to remorse with all her heart. A little later, I didn't have enough hands. If only we could have had the lid we had originally planned, we wouldn't have had to sacrifice it, even if it took time. The situation isn't the worst right now, but it's far from the best. This will lead to intense fighting without rest on the front lines.

The measures to avoid making the sacrifices that Jin had in mind came to an end without one more hand.

"We need to recover quickly..."

Sometimes the battle has just begun, and the only patient on this scene is Jin. The gin also had no particular physical problems, but just severe headaches and unusual tiredness. That doesn't compare to fatigue when you offf a painless function when you've been in this world for a short time.

I'll try to use a HP recovery potion replicated with maybe faint hope, but even with this specially made potion, I still didn't recover. In Gin's eyes exploring "infinite storage" for something as it is, "Healing or Shine Horn (Small)" is shown that I haven't had a chance to use it so far. In the original game, it is a rare item that accumulates healing and shiatsu power in the body, used in "Formulation".

"Please! Heal me!

Jin takes out the "healing horn (small)" with the thought of straw and grips it hard. At the same time, Jin had touched The Ring of Pleasure, which had helped him many times before.

"Good luck, everyone..."

Jin stared at the 'map' in the upper-right corner of his vision, feeling a stifling sense of impatience.