While many people were killed or injured on the ground due to the confusion between those who burned, killed or panicked, Ray and Sett had reached the sky so high that they could not be affected by the fire whirlwind.
　Although he can see the ground, he goes up to such an altitude that he can't even tell a person, let alone a human face, that he develops a list of mystery rings into his mind while stroking Sett's back to retrieve the object.
　an outwardly visible existence only like a barrel But it was packed with a lot of junk that had already been used by blacksmiths. a sword that is broken halfway through the blade, or a spear with a missing ear, or a battleax that exists only halfway through the blade. Some of them are like rusty knives, and some are scraps of iron ore called scrap ores, as well as garbage that blacksmiths have decided cannot use and have no choice but to dispose of. Trash was definitely a dangerous thing to be stuck in, just trash thrown away by blacksmiths. Ray, who is about 1m in diameter and still looks to the ground holding a barrel full of contents in one hand.
　Fire whirlwinds were still raging there, taking the lives of the Vestian army.

"Now it's over,"

　Looking at the surface of the earth, Ray takes his hand off the barrel he has in his hand... and naturally, the barrel falls straight down to the ground. Then, the next moment they let go of the barrel, they repeat the act of taking the barrel out of the mistling and dropping it to the ground.
　After performing such an act about five degrees, more than half of the barrels that fall to the ground are caught in a fire whirlwind and destroyed, and a group of blades packed inside are swallowed by the fire whirlwind, and the blades are made to dance in a tornado. Confirming the situation, Ray gives Sett a signal by patting him on the neck and returns to the vanguard of the Mileana army without confirming the consequences of dropping the barrel.
　At that time, the vanguard of the Vestian army was further damaged by barrels full of dangerous materials that Ray had dropped from above.
　The fire whirlwind is mixed with countless blades or pieces of ore. They happen to be blown out of the fire whirlwind, and pass through, cut, destroy, and kill those who have distanced themselves from it, just like bullets.
　Being in such a state outside, no one could stop being swallowed up by the fire whirlwind.
　There were wizards who were drawn inside when the fire whirlwind was first created, but managed to overcome it by creating a boundary, or had magic items to enhance their defenses, or magic items to create a boundary, but there was no way that they could continue to prevent countless pieces of blade and ore, which can be said to be bullets, in the fire whirlwind of hundreds of meters per second, and they could see the boundary and protective equipment scraped off in front of them, but they still died helplessly.
　The fire whirlwind itself remained motionless and remained in one place, so the damage caused by the barrels thrown inside was limited. Nevertheless, it is impossible to be unconcerned at the sight of a bullet-like blade or a piece of ore penetrating a person beside you and killing him. Furthermore, metal melted at a temperature of over 1000°C falls down in liquid form and sticks to the skin of those who are injured and unable to walk, causing further screams of pain from those who are normally barely able to move.
　Alternatively, the temperature quickly cools down and solidifies due to the influence of being blown out of the fire whirlwind, and the body of a person wearing armor other than metal like a leather armour is hollowed out and penetrated. He who wore metal armor managed to prevent fatal injuries, but still could not kill the impact of the armor, and could easily penetrate the body if it hit anything other than the armor-covered by armor.
　a huge fire whirlwind over 100 meters high It is no exaggeration to describe the damage caused as an undeniable disaster.





　The beginning of the war was broken, and the armies of the Kingdom of Milliana and the army of the Empire of Bestia were about to collide. However, immediately after the outbreak of the war, the damage caused by a fire whirlwind that suddenly appeared in the center of the vanguard of the Vestian Empire army was greatly affected by the response. And of course, it was the ordinary soldiers who were the first to be confused by this abnormal situation. Adventurers have more or less overcome dangers, and they know in real life what magic can do, and knights are constantly training in battle. This kept him calm enough not to panic even if he was surprised at what was going on in front of him. But the soldiers are different. To be exact, should we describe volunteers and conscripted soldiers as different? Among the soldiers, those who practice combat training as a job are initially confused by the existence of a fire whirlwind, but are soon able to recover. But the largest number of soldiers in the army are volunteers, including those drafted. Of course, they were given some combat training during this war, but it was only for the minimum, and at the same time for the purpose of dealing with people at the same time. It's definitely not meant to deal with phenomena like natural disasters that are spreading before us.
　As a result, volunteers and drafts are intimidated and confused by the peculiarity of the fire whirlwind that carries the flames. As a result, the Westian Imperial Army was taking extra time to settle the disturbance, and the damage was further spreading.
　With that in mind, the army of the Kingdom of Milliana is much less chaotic. It was not his own army, but the enemy army that caused the fire whirlwind. Still, it was more than enough shock to stop those who were trying to attack the enemy as a vanguard, and some of them were frightened by the sight spreading before them.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! I wonder if Ray could have done such a foolish thing.

　One of the leading men muttered dumbfoundedly, even among those in the vanguard.
　What you have in your hand is a huge battleax, a magic item that is the name of a man's party.

"Mr. Elk! That's..."

　The three of them appear, raking through those who have stopped walking, calling out to Elk.
　Elk nods softly, assuming that the person who approached him had a close connection with the person who caused the spreading phenomenon.

"Oh, it's probably Ray's work, as the Miredog said. ...I heard from Min that Ray has great magical powers, but I don't think so."
"As expected, Ray..."
"Oh, you said you would launch a preemptive attack to prevent damage to us, in order to do something about the underlying plot of the King'
"Well, let's see...Do we just have to look at it like this?"

　At the words of Mireinu, the bowman, who was a member of the party right next to him, and the wizard Surnin nods.
　Not only that, but those around him nod the same way, and look to the most skilled elk here.
　However, Elk frowned with a difficult look.

"Well, it's not at all. Would you like to plunge into that tornado of flames?"
"I beg your pardon,"

　a mireine who responds almost reflexively to Elk's words Also, those around him nodded in the same way.
　After all, we can feel the temperature rising by a few degrees Celsius, even though we are still more than a kilometer away from the Westian army. That means that the place where the fire whirlwind is taking place is such a scorching hell that the midsummer temperature feels cool. If you rush into a place like that, the damage will only spread in vain. That was the honest feelings of those on the front line, including Elk.
　In the midst of all this, it is only natural that the first person to notice the existence of a flying dog was the Mire Dog, given his love for Seto. Wings fluttered and the shadow approaches from the army of the Empire of Bestia to the army of the Kingdom of Milliana and cries out.

"Seto!"

　When they heard the cry of the Mire Dog, and at the same time they followed their gaze, there was indeed a figure of a Gryphon flying in the sky. The figure straddling his back wears a robe and carries a huge sickle. For those who know it, it's obvious at a glance that Seto and Ray. The duo became so famous in the streets of Gilm that no one knew them.

"That's good, Seto, you're safe...uh...." ...what? What? Why?"

　The three Dragon Knights approaching Seto flying in the sky, breathing in relief at the sight of Seto, muttering strangely.
　But the good news was that the Dragon Knights were not hostile enough to point spears at Seto. So, looking up from the ground, Seth calmly heads with the Dragon Knights to the central unit of the vanguard, the neutral and aristocratic leaders.

"What do you mean, Elk?"

　The Miredog asks the Elk next to her, looking at Seto surrounded as if he were being taken away.
　In many ways, an experienced elk will know what happened. It was a question I asked with that in mind, but Elk's head was tilted with a difficult face.

"Perhaps I was called to hear an explanation of that."

　The glaring Elk turns to the fire whirlwind that is still raging in the center of the vanguard of the Vestian army.
　It's quite a distance away, and the walls of the Vestian Imperial Army make it hard to tell the details, but it's understandable that as long as the tornado of fire still exists, the damage will continue.
　Elk nodded convincingly at his explanation, and as we discussed what to do from now on, a soldier approached us shouting from behind.

"All troops advanced! Now the Imperial Army of Bestia is in chaos because of the tornado of flames. We'll reduce the number of enemies and close the gap now! But don't get too close to that tornado of flames and go round from the side! Neutralists attack the enemy left wing, aristocrats attack the enemy right wing! Repeat, march the whole army!"

　The confused vanguard immediately takes action when he listens to the soldiers' orders.
　Each unit, party, or solo adventurer moves individually and marches in a great detour, as if to pierce the side of the Imperial Army.
　Of course, the Westian Imperial Army did not watch this in silence. The safe commander was trying to rally his neighbors and act to counter the army of the Kingdom of Milliana. Again, however, the confusion of the volunteers drags the troops together.Then the army of the Kingdom of Milliana would attack the confused army of the Empire of Bestia.





　Time returned a little, when Ray and Sett left the position of the Vestian army, creating a fire whirlwind, and returned to the army of the Kingdom of Mileana. One and one trying to join the Elks notices three Dragon Knights flying in the sky and approaching them.

"... on your side, right?"

　Having come from the army of the Kingdom of Milliana, it is clear that they are on their side. But the approaching Dragon Knights had some nervous expression on their faces and asked Ray without thinking. If the tip of a spear in his hand had been pointed at him, he might have judged him to be an enemy from his guard.

"Yes! I belong to the Knights of the Duke of Kelebel, the Knights of the Dragon! The Knights Commander and Mr. Dusker were sent to talk to us as soon as possible." I'd like you to come with me, if possible!?"

　Both sides of Seto and the Dragon Knight, who is leading the way, shout in a slightly hoarse voice. From the outset, the appearance would have seemed to surround the enemy rather than show them around.

"All right, then I'll ask you to guide me. I've thrown my opponent into confusion, so I'd like to have a match as soon as possible."
"All right, this way!"

　As he said, the three Dragon Knights led the way near the headquarters of the vanguard.





"Dasker, as promised, we used widespread extermination magic against the enemy. The Westians are now in a state of confusion, so they have an overwhelming advantage. resumption of marching."

　Ray tells neutral and aristocratic nobles as soon as he arrives at the headquarters.
　But when Dusker receives it, he looks around with a wry smile.
　Looking around as if following his gaze, most of the aristocrats looked up dumbfounded at the fire whirlwind that still existed in the positions of the Imperial Army.

"As you can see, the stimulus seems to have been too strong. You've gone a little too far, too."
"No, I don't think so. This man has done a good job. There is no reason to be praised and reprimanded."

　Again, with a wry smile, says Filma, the Knights Commander of the Knights of Quevel.
　They must have finally come to terms with the words of the two most prominent members of the aristocracy and neutrality faction. Other nobles still talk to each other with some surprise on their faces.

"...so, Mr. Dusker," Could you please resume the march?"
"Oh, yes," It's a shame to miss this opportunity, where the enemy is indeed confused. Sir Filma?"
"There is no problem on my part," Rather, it is a fool's business to miss such an opportunity."

　The words of the two people in charge here raise morale rapidly. The morale is contagious and spreads throughout the vanguard.

"Send a messenger to the front! We'll resume our advance!"

　Dusker's cries echoed through the vanguard's headquarters.