Unmotivated Hero's Tale

Using Zeliam's words as a signal, his men split into three parts, each rushing out for Yui, Noin and Rialto and Tor.

Seeing the action, no, before Noyne, the elite of the army advanced, before Rialto and Tor, so that the Kingsguards would protect them.

And the other one. Yes, before Yui, Alex just takes one step forward, narrowing his fox eyes.

"Yui, you're not planning on interrogating them later, are you?

"Oh. I'm not interested in the information that the lower end of the area has, and I guess it's about the parent balls over there that seem to have information that might be useful so far"

"... let's see. You guys have a good chance in action, so don't waste it."

Alex, who said so, sends his gaze backwards.

Then a step behind him, Hoot with his sword on his shoulder of pulling out, as usual, and Reis, who for some reason had more bruising marks than before coming to the rend, advanced forward.

"I know. If you think about archery with your master, I'd even appreciate one or two of those filament soldiers."

"... I wonder what that means, Reis? Well, when this battle is over, will you let me know exactly what that means? With your sword."

With such a light mouth, Alex rushes out to the third enemy soldier when he cuts off the two men who came at him with a glimpse.

Meanwhile, Reyce, equal to being pronounced dead, began the fight in association with Hoot, but his brain was full of how to escape Alex's demon hands after the battle, not about the enemy soldiers in front of him.

"Hmm, these guys are pretty good at it. But I'm not a first-class magician."

"Only this time the personnel would have used it for assault. I wasn't expecting such a frontal battle."

Zeliam's men were fighting what could be called a good fight while dealing with offensive magic. However, the difference between the personnel made available and their proficiency was unfortunately apparent.

When Noine and Rialto join their respective soldiers early, they take the form of Noine commanding the two units. He then brilliantly links a mixed unit consisting of different organizations, Kingsguard and Army, as if it were a used puppet, with a clear distinction between defensive roles against magic, a restraining role to interfere with enemy soldier collaboration, and finally the role of an attacker and soldier who drives the enemy away, one by one.

"Hmm, Noin. Isn't it brilliant? You started doing it before I saw the army."

"This is the only talent I have right now as a soldier."

When Noyne laughs at herself, he answers that towards Rialto.

"Don't despise yourself like that. Nothing meaningless. You don't have to compare yourself to that man."

"I know. So 'now'. Well, let's just say that, but his men are just fine."

Taking his gaze off the battle in front of him, which had already been decided to win or lose, Noyne turned his gaze to the three swordsmen who were driving away enemy soldiers trying to approach Yui.

Like following his gaze like that, Rialto also shifts his gaze to the Uys.

"Mm-hmm. At first, I said that the number of people was enough, so I thought the prep was just sane... I see, seeing as the strength of those people, that's what convinces me."

Rialto is honestly impressed with the eyes of Reis and Hoot, who are swordsmen but continue to fight for their advantage, showcasing the skillful combination play of one being a showdown and the other performing an amusement.

But more than that, it was the red-haired swordsman who naturally sifted the fierce power of Reaper.

"The collaboration between that young man and woman swordsman is also brilliant. As an individual force, there are also users of that level in our army, but not many will show that level of interlocking. Not to mention, in that youthfulness... but more importantly, the Zhu devil... is that really a human being?

"Hehe. Seems like there's only one of them in a different dimension. We talked about working with the men in advance, but it was good before it happened."

Despite always dealing with a few alone, there was nothing more to Alex's strength than Rialto and just laughing bitterly at the pace of two or more young swordsmen.

And so is Noyne. Noyne, who leads the army, once saw Alex on the border, and the danger was meant to be understood. But even though we are fighting together as allies on the same side, cold sweat flows down our backs to its absolute strength.

Soldiers of the Self-Defense are using the advantages of numbers and their interlocking nature to reduce the number of Zeliam's men one by one, while he is clearly out of hand not to show the Imperial Army what's in his hands, ensuring that one enemy soldier collapses to the ground every time he moves.

"He's definitely not what I want... but he seems to have more difficulty than Istarts. Is it still right to think of the two of us together?"

"... Your Majesty, the battle is not over yet. Zeliam is still here, so think about what's ahead after the fight."

"Hmm, so is that. But you can see the sword moves of Zhu and his disciples. For a moment, there's no way I'm gonna miss this."

When he said so and laughed at the tease, the emperor turned to Alex and the others and poured out his gaze to deserve more than earlier.

"You guys... how long have we been fighting each other? Especially Rayce. I'm going to teach you how to fight a magician by yourself."

"But master. There's nothing left of them, even in the form of a push."

"No, I can't. Look, I didn't raise you to be a swordsman who could fight a magician, I've been working out as a magician killer. So I guess it's time to nest from you, Hoot."

"But...... no, I get it. Three remaining enemy soldiers in front of you. I'll take it and show it to you."

"Hehe, that intent. Hoot, I was wondering if you could keep your hands up too."

Alex's verbal hoot nods cocklessly, even with a sleepy glance. And the moment I saw him, Reyce leapt into the space ahead.

"Rais von Hollywool, Push and Come"

When Reis releases the mood of tearing, he jumps at the magical swordsman who was closest to him.

The soldier unwittingly turned his gaze toward Hoot, wondering if there might be some maneuver to the change in Reyce's movements, which he had been fighting in pairs until then. But that moment of miscalculation, it becomes deadly to him.

By the time he made sure the hoot didn't move and regained his gaze, Reyce had already jumped in between the swords and had already lost as much distance as he could braid his magic.

"It's late!"

The moment the soldier in front of him rushes to pull out his hips sword, accelerating further as if to replace the gear, Rayce flashes his own sword before the enemy soldier pulls out his sword.

And shortly afterwards, he jumped backwards without shifting his gaze, as if he had eyes on the side, dodging the blade of ice released from his right hand.

"Then, stupid! How did you know?"

The big magician, who intends to unleash magic entirely from Reyce's blind spot, opens his eyes and marvels at Reyce, who dodges it without turning his gaze to his braided blade of ice. But soon, when he perceives his danger, he rushes to start braiding a second blow. But the hour was already late, and he was cut in two by Rayce, who had been rapidly packing his time.

"Yeah, yeah, you raised your arm. I could always read a few moves while observing not only the opposing enemy, but also the movement of enemy soldiers around me. I look forward to training tomorrow."

"Alex, I can't believe you let your arms go up so much for less than two years... what the hell kind of workout did you do? I mean, why don't you stop me from going to hell again tomorrow?"

Between them in conversation, Reis, who buried the last one they spoke publicly, looks back toward the fearful Uys.

Realizing the meaning of that gaze, Yui shook his neck left and right as he scratched his head, reflecting only slightly on the fact that he had deposited him with Alex.

"Hehe, let's think about it. More than that, it looks like the people who headed for the line of empires have almost been swept away, too. Then…"

"Oh, you're telling me all I have left is my best balls."

When Yui mouths about to head to Alex, he slowly steps toward Zeliam, who has already left only two escorts scratching his head.

"Well, Mr. Zeliam. You had one thing to ask. [M] I can understand that targeting the royal family of this country is from a filament standpoint, but why did you try to target me? It's not like Clarice and this country are going to be at war, and I don't think you're going to be able to benefit the fishermen."

Assuming Yui, who is hated by the nobles of Clarice, is dead, the relationship between Clarice and the Empire will, of course, deteriorate somewhat, but the relationship is originally poor. Yui thought there was no point in making the relationship any worse if it didn't even become a war, even if it was about Remliak's demonic stone.

Therefore, only the reason he was targeted cannot be justified in any way in him, and hits the question he wanted to ask towards Zeliam.

"Well, I guess you don't get it. I can't believe we hate you. Look, magic is all that's sacred. Therefore, I cannot recognize your presence to rewrite or bend the magical logic that should be sacred and inviolable at will. You are a sinner who drives us magicians crazy from the ground up."

"Oh, I see. No, I just don't know your logic, but I only had a point about that intent. If so, I don't think so, but did you try to confuse the Empire for reasons related to magic, not territorial issues?

Yui scratches her head with a bitter laugh when she hears why she was targeted, and asks about the circumstances that targeted the Empire, as an aside.

"Exactly. All magic begins in the Magic Principality and ends in the Magic Principality. Nevertheless, the magicians of the Empire freed the world of magic that should not have been recognized, such as collective magic, on their own. So the empire itself is dirty."

"I guess I should call you a magic fundamentalist, or a magic fanatic. Not at all. Acid runs on thoughts like yours."

Noyne, who swept away Zeliam's men who came at us, let the words go like throwing up.

"Well, that's something you savages don't want me to tell you. We magicians are chosen by God. Therefore, because we Filaments are the kingdom of God, we are forgiven many who stand in its way."

"Shut up. I mean that bullshit, so I've hated those guys in that country for a long time. Fire Arrow Triplet!"

Three flaming arrows are suddenly released from Yui's back as the voice of a witch magician, clearly containing a thorn, echoes to block Zeliam's words.

"Khu, Santo Espekho!

The moment you see that flaming arrow, the only Zelium that reacts to that attack produces a wall of light before itself. And beside his men swallowed by the flames, he leaned against the braided shield of light and played its flaming arrows.

"Shit, Mirahov-style defensive magic."

The bounced flame arrow pierces the ceiling, from which the flame begins to spread. And in haste Noin's men, under his direction, chanted water magic and tried to extinguish the fire, but Nanya, the party who unleashed the magic, did one tongue beating, and his gaze remained poured on Zeliam.

"Yes, the magic now...... the spell itself is claris-style, but isn't the flame that wraps the arrows specific to Dioram? Who the hell are you?

"... you don't know. It's none of your business."

Nanya, turned to her surprise eyes, when she removed her gaze and tongued again, flipped out of the room on the spot just saying she had nothing more to talk about.

With that look in his eyes, Yui confronted him to stand in front of Zeliam as he sighed one with a weak look on his face.

"Is he the one who pays his annual contribution for now, Mr. Zeliam? For once, I'll make sure, do you intend to surrender?

"There's no way there is. Even without this body, my magic will never be lost."

"... then you have no choice. It looks like my men's old wounds have become a bit of a wingspan, and I'll give you my own guidance."

When Yui says so, he takes a step off the spot. He then took a slight forward bending position and put his hand on the knife pattern.

"Hmm, stay on track. You think it's one-on-one in this situation? You're gonna regret this. Eat it, Germabendavar!

Zeliam casts that spell or no, a huge flaming wind appears in front of him and is unleashed toward Yui the next moment.

"Rumor has it that magical alterations can't be handled at this rate. It means the nagging has destroyed itself."

When he completed the spell and unleashed it towards Yui, he was convinced of the murder of the cult in front of him, with a distorted grin. But such his expression turns to astonishment by the scarce voice of discouragement emanating from his back.

"... behind you, Mr. Zeliam"

"What!"

With a frozen look, Zeliam looks back in panic. What he saw such was a glimmer of sword light that was beautifully pulled out as if to draw an arc.

"Nothing. If it's that much magic, I can crack enough. But unfortunately, your magic isn't worth it. I didn't want to get her involved with filament if I could, but you did a great job involving us in the magic you used."

When Yui shook the knife out that way, he didn't even confirm Zeliam collapsing on the spot, and he put the knife in his sheath.

"Excuse me. Later, please."

He turns to Noyne, who has come to his side to say something, and Yui says so without fail. And when he pounded Alex's shoulder as he stood in Yui's direction of progress, he left the room without looking back.