Trinitas Mundus

Of the crusader advance squadrons attacked by a group of orcs, near the head of the proselytizing army and near the center of the entire regiment seemed to have loose hands on the demons' attacks, and the Markat Mercenary Regiment 4th and 5th squadrons were able to defeat their enemies in a short time.

But the beginning and the tail of the advance party were surrounded by the three sides and forced to struggle.

Lazareth Dawell, captain of the Mercenary Regiment III, was fighting on the front line to open an escape path, the rear of the line.

Lazareth was a third-degree mercenary (level seventy) swordsman, a rare style of mercenary, using both left and right unbalanced swords.

Two unfortunate orcs appear before his eyes.

He grins niggardly, swinging down obliquely the long sword in his right hand, deeply slashing and tearing the neck of the right oak, and turning to set the turn as it is, thrusting through the oak's throat next to it with a rapier in his left hand.

In an instant, the two orcs died, slowly falling back.

Shortly after he exhales, another oak appears as if to fill that hole right away.

He continued to wave his sword and spoke to Zenga Ormiga, captain of 2nd Squad, who fights next door, as he pioneered in the number of enemies.

"Zenga! Are you okay over there!

"Oh, it's okay. Lazareth, come on. Are you okay?

Zenga's unique tone makes me laugh zero.

Zenga slashed and tore the oak in front of her with a giant axe spear (Halvard).

"The others, yabesho. I wonder what good wisdom you have."

"Well, I'm doing it. I have a captain. We'll have to support him until the captain gets here."

The two were skilfully moving and preventing the orcs from breaking in as they watched their men.

Nigeth Leland, deputy captain of the 3rd Battalion of the Knights of the Springs, who was in the lead, had forced more struggles than the Mercenary Corps of Markat.

He had not been able to grasp the characteristics and abilities of his subordinates since taking office and had not been able to give appropriate instructions.

Originally, Arwell Kilgaroho, the battalion leader who should give instructions, was protected by his men, forgetting to even pull out his sword, and stood up.

(No. In the meantime, if we don't support this place, we can't run away)

He speaks to the nearby veteran knights and gradually builds a fence, but there are many immature young knights throughout, and a hole is quickly drilled.

As he struggled and maintained his front, several veteran knights stood beside Leland.

"Lieutenant, please take the captain and get out of here. We're here to support you."

Standing next to Leland were the Bygots who had a mock fight with the Rays before, and soon after he said that to Leland, he gives the young a calm, veteran-like instruction.

(If you get back in shape while you're at it, we'll figure it out)

"Captain! Prepare to strike back while they support you! I'll take the lead. Instructions!

Arwell, who was flabbergasted, finally returns to me with the words.

And when Baigot and the others made sure they were doing something about the oak attack, they started giving instructions out loud.

"I'm retreating! First Squadron continues to me! Second Squadron, stay here! Third Squadron, open a breach with the mercenaries!

Leland loses his word to that word.

"Hey, my God... now, I can push it back! If you don't retreat after pushing back, there will be a lot of sacrifice on your side! No way! You're just gonna run away!

"Shut up! I'm from the flourishing Kilgaroho family. I must survive at all costs and tell His Majesty this!

Arwell immediately rides and leads his own direct squadron, First Squadron, down the rear.

Leland despairs of his appearance, but his allies fall one after the other, unable to leave this battlefield.

(Is this where I die? A pitiful last, but let one survive more. I'll scratch you to the end)

He regained his worn shield and ran to Baigot and the other Knights of the Second Squadron.

The Rays, once they climbed the hill, made a big detour and headed backwards.

(Reserves don't look good. It's not weird to have ambushes ahead of us, but now I can't help thinking about it. If we drill a hole in the rear end, we can get out at once. Not even forbidden by the captain, do you use that magic)

At first, I thought about using the solar photo collection magic (solar system) that defeated Auga, but I give up that it is in a state of turmoil and seems to have a thin effect.

My next thought was the magic of fireworks. None of them are lethal, but I thought they were just right for confusion. However, because he did not use it even in training, he was afraid of causing confusion to the horses on his side and abandoned the idea.

And at the end of the day, he decided to use the magic of ”thunder”, which had a long range and seemed to eliminate the enemies on the ray.

(Some people have seen "Thunder” before, and the aim is accurate. I can't annihilate them all at once, but now I just need the sound...)

He thinks so, approaching cautiously on the hill where the rear-end 2nd and 3rd squads can look down to fight.

Several little demons popped up, but Ashley and Stella shot him with a bow, securing a great place for the battlefield fifty meters away to look down.

(Here, you can never hit an ally, and you can hit several at once. Later, the court magician, Anaekis, told me to apply the spell he taught me...)

"God of light (Lucidus), who commands all the light of the world. Gather the holy power of your family, the Spirit of Light, and give me the spear of the Thunder Emperor, the Thunder Gone. I will not give my life to you at that price. Burn down my enemies! Thunderbolt!"

The thunder so far required the power of the Spirit to be gathered for nearly a minute, but even properly crafted spells could be activated in just under half a dozen seconds.

The power of the Spirit of Light gathers in his arms, and he shoots into the middle of a group of enemies where he has accumulated enough.

As usual, about five orcs are blown away with the thunderous loud sound of "bursting”.

(It's powerful, but there's no spell. I wonder if this taste like a cook can handle being more powerful. I'm ashamed of being unscrupulous when people ask me...)

That comes to mind, but his eyes show his falling companion, switching his head immediately.

And directed thunder at the orcs in panic.

The mercenaries are likely to rise to a sudden lightning strike, but the mercenaries of the Marcut Mercenary Corps (Red Arms) soon realize that it is Ray's magic.

"It's Ray's magic! This is gonna help! His magic is tattooed by Captain Hamish!

Mercenaries of the Mercenary Corps hail at that voice.

A few lightning strikes made a hole in the oak wall and Lazareth decided to break through at once.

"Zenga! We're gonna get out of here at once! After that, we'll pinch him!

"Whoa!"

The combination of the tricky speedy Lasalles and the giant power-based Zenga was nothing short of a disaster for the Orcs. They chop up their floating enemies and mass produce oak corpses at their feet.

Their men line up in wedges to widen the holes the captains drilled, kicking the oak at once.

Shortly thereafter, Squad IV arrives, easily breaking through the thinned oak wall and further widening its wounds.

And the orcs were attacked from front to back, slowly decreasing that number.

From the top of the hill, Ray was breathing relief, making sure the Marcut Mercenaries were able to escape.

(Phew. Mr. Hamish is going to be able to rendezvous, and the prostitutes are going to be able to withdraw. And then there's the Knights. Honestly, I don't want to help, but Mr. Leland would be willing to die, so let's go see how it goes)

As he tried to get up, Stella was turning back and releasing an arrow.

"What?!

Behind him, a beautiful woman floated in the universe, with wings of a bat-like black dermis at a distance of about twenty meters.

"I finally found you. Mage."

Speaking toward Ray, five dark demons, the Winged Demon (Lesser Demon), popped out from behind.

"I've interrupted you before, and you're interrupting me this time... and I have to punish a girl like that... do it"

Five wing demons begin to cast spells at the same time on their voices.

(Shit. We'll make it!

"Ash, Stella, watch out!

Ray summons an arrow of light with no chant and releases that arrow toward a single wing demon.

The wingman, who is targeted by the speed of too many magical summonses, is surprised and gets arrows on his wings. And it falls to the ground and interrupts the spell.

Meanwhile, the remaining four continued to chant, without confusion.

Ashley and Stella also attack with bows, but are skilfully dodged by the wing demons, and gradually the power of the Spirit gathers in their arms.

In about thirty seconds, a pitch-black spear appeared on the winged demons' arms, and the four unleashed it simultaneously.

"Get down!"

Ashley's voice sounds and Ray and Stella lie down as they jump into the ground.

Fortunately, there is no magical tracking function for Ray, which is the same speed as spear throwing, making avoidance easy, and the four dark spears flew away over their heads.

(That's awkward. Mobility is going to be better over there, and if you turn around, they'll shoot you. Do we have to fight......)

The Winged Demon woman was surprised that the Rays avoided all the dark spears. And I was beginning to regret bringing in only the Wingman.

(Quite familiar with magic. Without the avant-garde, we'd be more disadvantaged. I don't care if you run over it, they'll just shoot you down with that white sorcerer's magic, and I don't know what to do...)

Ray flies instructions to Ashley and Stella.

"You can't run away like this. If I give you a signal, why don't you and I challenge them to a melee?"

"Ok, but they just run to the sky..."

Ray said, "I don't mind. Trust me," he said, then spoke to the winged demon woman - Asla Volti.

"Pull here, I won't chase you. Can you pull it off?"

Asra looks at Ray with a strange face, but with a distorted grin, she says, "I hope you don't bullshit me".

Then he sent his gaze to the wing demons and ordered an attack.

"I'll shoot you to death!

Ray told the Ashleys, "Now!" and send a signal.

As the two head toward the wing demons, Asura and the wing demons rise high as if to bruise the two.

Then, at a height of about twenty m, it stands still and begins to cast a spell again.

Shortly after he gave the signal, Ray had expected the Wings to jump up and started casting a wind attribute magic spell.

"It is the god of the wind (Wentus) who brings many winds. Give me a rough tornado, a raging blade. I will not give you the power of my life. Tear my enemies apart! Blade tornado (tornado slash)!"

When he turns his left arm toward heaven, a vortex-like wind blows out of its flat palm. It gradually becomes more intense, stretching heavenly high as it winds up the surrounding grass.

Then, a tornado grown about five meters in diameter and twenty meters in height is unleashed towards the wing demons over the Ashleys.

Winged demons were turning their attention to their feet in an attempt to throw a spear of darkness at the Ashleys.

That's why I'm late to notice his unleashed tornado.

"Get down, both of you!

Ashley and Stella react immediately to the words and lay low on the spot.

Hearing Ray scream, the wing demon turned his gaze to him and was stunned by the tornado objects coming at us. And he unleashed a spear of darkness towards Ray and immediately tried to escape.

The verdict of that attack took their lives. The speed of the tornado coming at them is much faster than expected, and the wings of the universe are drawn into a whirlwind with suction.

Approaching the center of the vortex, an invisible vacuum blade strikes the wingman who was closest to him.

The razor-sharp thin blade chopped his thin, delicate wings and tore them apart like a borough cloth (ripped).

And quickly he was sucked into the center of the tornado, sprinkled with red and black fluid from all over his body and wound up straight up over it.

The rest of the wing demons panic to see how it goes, but the tornado's suction is stronger, sucked in one after the other and chopped up.

Asura of the Winged Demons was fortunate to have been behind them and to have instantly given up their magic, and had never been sucked into a tornado.

But she saw her family, the wing demons, quickly chopped up and lost their complexion.

(What's happening? Horrible... this magician is dangerous. If you don't run away soon, you'll be captured...)

Ignoring the danger of being sniped from behind, she showed her back, plummeted down to earn speed, as well as taking distance at once. And without ever looking back, he ran away.

Ray was desperate to control the tornado of the blade, unable to avoid the spear of darkness that would fly.

Three spears came off because the Wings were in a hurry, but the other two hit him.

One to the chest armor, and the other to the left thigh, he had been blown a few meters with that momentum.

"" Dear Ray!

Ashley and Stella were screaming his name as they saw him blown away.

As they rushed over, he was about to stand up shaking his head.

"I got hit, but my armor looks magically strong too. Snow Clothes (Nixwestis) You're welcome."

The two of them are horrified by the way it looks,

"Think more about yourself. I thought you got hit."

Stella is also snorting hard as Ashley expresses her anger.

"Think about yourself a little more. Please."

That's what the two of them tell me, and Ray bows his head in a bad way.

"Sorry. I'll be careful. More than that, we need to help everyone."

He asked Ashley to stab the wing demon with a stop, and Stella asked him to bring the horse.

He watched the rear of the winged demon woman fleeing, wary of his surroundings.

To the gap where he was falling, she had gone quite far, already out of her magical range.

(I've never talked to a Demon before, but you didn't feel so heterogeneous that I couldn't talk to you. Is there really no room for discussion...... whoa, that wasn't the time to think about it)

He quickly changed his mind and turned his attention to the Crusaders advance party.

The breakthrough mercenaries buried the orcs one after the other and were able to secure their exit.

(Looks like we can get out of here somehow. Knights after that? Oh? A bunch of knights are going backwards with tremendous momentum)

Under his eyes, the intact knights pass the mercenaries' open breakthroughs without any difficulty.

Then, for some reason, the mercenaries were heading forward with the orcs overflowing.