282 Episode 0282



A surprise attack on the headquarters. Hearing what he said, Ray nods his head slightly.
 The current battlefield is a head-on clash between the armies of the Kingdom of Milliana and the armies of the Empire of Bestia, and I did not think we could avoid the battlefield and launch a surprise attack on the headquarters.

"Did you go around this battlefield and launch a surprise attack on the headquarters?"

 Ray asks the Dragon Knight behind him, not to overlook the movements of a man with a dagger and a giant man over 2m.  
 However, he felt that his words were unreasonable as he asked.
 If you plan to launch a surprise attack on the headquarters, of course you will need a certain amount of military power, and it is very unreasonable to let the headquarters pass by while keeping it out of sight.

(No, by any chance, did you send out a demon soldier?)

 That's what Ray had in mind, but his expectations were half-challenged and half-challenged.

"The enemy is carrying out a surprise attack on the headquarters from behind. And the surprise unit is made up of monsters and human beings."
"…I see. I see."

 Listening to the Dragon Knight, I've got a slap on my tongue.
 The use of metastatic stones, let alone demon soldiers, was unexpected. Ray had heard that metastases themselves were quite expensive and that the number of metastases was limited.

(This time, however, it is a war between nations. Then I don't want to use expensive magic items as much as I want, but I don't think I need to be frugal.)

"All right, I'll go to the rescue right away."

 Spread the blood on the blade by smacking the tongue again and wielding magic in the death size.
 a few dozen, or even a few hundred . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . This is because it is a magic item made with dragon skin.

"Grull".

 A set that appears with a husky voice.
 The Dragon Knight's flight frightens Seto, who shows up without a trace, and at the same time the two adventurers in front of Ray stop moving.

"Seto, it seems that fools are under a surprise attack in the rear. Go to our rescue."
"Glu".

 A small nod, shouting "Leave it to me."
 The nails, the cutlass, and the body also have blood on them, but Seto himself doesn't seem to care about it.
 At the same time, Ray's dragon robes and death-size remain clean, but his face is splattered with a few drops of blood. However, Ray straddles Seto without seeming to care about it.
 Just wondering if he was on his way to the rescue, he turned his eyes to the knight straddling the flying dragon, who was clinging to Seto's presence.

"I understand about auxiliaries. But is it okay to let the enemy lead the way?"
"But there's no problem," Mr. Filma and Mr. Dusker's forces have already entered the war."

 At Ray and Seto's power, the Dragon Knight, who is supposed to be an elite unit, returns as if he had been pressured.
 That's not a mistake. In fact, the flying dragon over which the knight straddles is instinctively atrophied by the existence of Seto.

"I see,"

 That's all I can say, and try to call out to Sett... turn his gaze back to the Dragon Knight and ask him a question that suddenly came to mind.

"You are going to send auxiliaries besides me. Do you know exactly who they are?"
"I hear that Elena and others are coming because they are very mobile. Besides, the advance troops that had already headed for us from the headquarters are returning."
"Oh, I see,"

 Ray smiles at the words of the Dragon Knight.

(Neutralists and aristocrats did not make it the same battlefield, but that Elena. They're probably going wild. Besides, if you are going to deal with a demon soldier, you can depend on Elena, who performed the original succession ceremony.)

 muttering inwardly, he turned his gaze to the two adventurers who were stuck in motion with the advent of Seto.

"You've got a life,"

 Ray tells her briefly and caresses her neck.
 Without speaking, his actions alone make sense of what Ray wants to say, and Seto kicks the earth and flaps his wings up into the sky.

"You've really got a life, haven't you?" and if I had fought it squarely, I'd have no chance of winning."
"…I have no objection. We'll step back rather than that. Even if that monster is gone, there's still a Dragon Knight here. I don't want to fight in this situation."
"All right, and you've heard about it, haven't you? They said that our forces launched an attack on the enemy's headquarters. We need to spread this story, and that will boost our morale. I've managed to survive this battle."

 Whispering, the two adventurers retreat.
 The Dragon Knight looked at it with abomination, but he did not touch it in particular. It was because he saw Ray fighting and judged that he had the same power as himself as a dragon knight. Of course I didn't expect to lose in battle, but I'll still struggle before I defeat. And now time is of paramount importance, and we could not waste our time in this situation, where a minute is worth a gold coin.

(And...)

 a man who glances gently at his partner
 I pat him gently on the neck, but that doesn't stop him from shaking.
 To that extent the Gryphon was out of character. an overwhelming air It's so powerful that you can instinctively understand how much Rank A Monster is.
 If this had been encountered in the town of Gillum at the dusk Wheat-tei, where Ray was staying, he would not have been so overwhelmed. However, the situation was different this time. Unlike a stable where you lie down and relax slowly, this place is in the midst of a battlefield. Naturally, Seto had a different atmosphere when he was fighting.

"...I'm sorry, but try a little harder." I must first tell you that he has gone back under Mr. Filma to rescue the headquarters."

 He managed to get away from this situation by gently stroking the flying dragon to calm it down.





"d*mn it! There's an enemy behind you! And you're not human!"

 One of the soldiers screams abominably, thrusting a spear at his opponent.
 A deformed opponent with two bristly gorilla-like arms from the back stretches out his spear from the side and breaks the handle with just his grip.

"d*mn it, spooky!"

 He immediately pulls the handle of a broken spear and thrusts it again with all his might in the next moment.
 The tip of the ear was lost, but the broken handle was pointed, so it was a thrust that was delivered because it could still be used as a weapon. But the other hand... lifts up the shield held by the human arm growing from the shoulder, not the bristle-grown hand that broke the spear earlier.

"Hahaha," Sweet and sweet. Do you think we can do anything about it?"

 He grabs a soldier's face with his back arms waving with laughter.

"d*mn, d*mn, let go!"

 He is a desperate soldier, but he looks at it as if he were enjoying it... the next moment he grabs his head.
 A demon soldier who smiles enraptured at the feeling of bones breaking, meat crashing, blood splashing and brain crushing in his hands.
 I looked around and saw a similar scene unfolding here and there."Well, it felt good. Hey, how about you?"

 When I ask a man whose lower body is a little further away from me, he replies with a smile.

"It's great. It feels like all the bones are breaking in a row by the way.
"Oh, my God, my God, my God, my God, my God,"Oops!"

 A man who seems to be an aristocrat is wrapped around a snake's tail and squeezed up. The jawbone must have already been shattered. Words that come out of the mouth are out of tune.

"Oh, look, I'll slowly and slowly tighten you up like this?" ... Oh, I broke another one. Is this broken sound a rib? Some ribs were still safe. and pray that you will not be stabbed in the lungs to keep alive."

 a demon soldier who harshes the nobles with his strangely stretched tongue in and out of his mouth

"No, don't, don't!"
"Oh, you're making noise! Shut up a little. It's better than dying like that, isn't it?"

 Remove the armour of the resistant woman adventurer and tear the clothes under it to expose her bare skin to the sun.
 She hid her exposed chest in one hand in desperation and struck at the face of a lizard-faced man attempting to lean on her with her other hand, but the blow, which had little force, slipped through the scales on her face and was not as damaged as hair.
 He reveals his lower body with a smile on his face...the next moment he finds himself uncomfortable.

"...what?"

 a lizard man who gazes dazedly at things growing from his chest
 Slowly, I turned my gaze behind me, and the man there was looking at me as if I were looking at garbage on the side of the road.
 They are not enemies. The people in front of them are by no means their enemies. I should have been on my side.

"Why? Mr. Theoreme..."
"Don't talk. If you talk, the air around me will get dirty."

 He swings the sword that was stuck in his chest up instantly without changing his expression. Then, of course, the body of the lizard is cut to pieces, and the light of lust in his eyes disappears rapidly.

"The underlings,"

 mutter, shake the blood from the blade, and turn one's eyes to the lieutenant.
 You must have understood the meaning of the gaze. Sians looks at the demons around him who are exuding their lust for violence.

"What are you doing in a place like this? Have you forgotten your role? ... You there, tell me. What was the life Mr. Teoreme gave you?"

 He had been happily strangled to death, and the lower part of his body managed to open his mouth as he was gazed at by the gaze of Sians.

"Mi, capture or kill Count Arius, who leads the main force of the army of the Kingdom of Mileana."
"Well, I think you know very well... what are you doing? Did someone try to kill the defeated soldiers?"
"...no,"

 He must have judged himself dangerous at this rate. I thought about how to get past this place quickly, but unfortunately I couldn't think of a good idea right away.

"You know what? I told you before the start of the operation, this raid is all about speed. You saw the tornado of fire, didn't you? There's an enemy who can make it? You know, the Dragon Knight was supposed to catch it, but he wasn't that sweet?"
"... oh,"
"If you know that, move on to the chase at once. Most of the veterans are already after the main unit. I don't have time to play in a place like this."
「……」

 The serpent's demon soldier was speechless at last at the very cold gaze.
 She tries to raise her voice to such a person again, but Theoreum raises her hand and stops her.
 Sears looks at him like, "Why?" but when he sees Theoreum's expression, he goes silent.

"I tell the demons here. a hundred soldiers or thirty adventurers or knights There's one noble, one general, one knight. Those who fail to achieve that level of achievement shall be severely punished after this operation."

 The words begin to stir up the surrounding demons.
 It's easy to say, but it's quite difficult to actually name the achievements that Theoreum has just uttered. No, it would be impossible for an ordinary soldier. I thought of being a beast soldier, or... because it was such a level of difficulty.

"You see? I'm serious. Get on with it."

 Most of the demagogues on the spot run away with an expression of awe in the emotionless Theorem.
 Theoreum, who was looking behind him, breathes a sigh when he sees that there is no one around him but his deputy, Sianth.

"It's my first tactic, so I can't help it... but I can't believe there's so much miscalculation."

 the runaway run of blood‐soaked magicians Or the absence of the enemy commander, who would have been in the rear headquarters.
 As for the former, even though I had anticipated it in advance because of the operation to become a magician, the atmosphere and bloodshed of the war were much faster than I had heard from alchemists in the Department of Witchcraft. But it's still good. The biggest miscalculation for Theoreum was the absence of the headquarters general.
 According to a story Theorem had learned from a nobleman who happened to have been taken prisoner of war, the vanguard had achieved more than expected, and if their achievements were lost at this rate, or the expectation of wasting the noblemen and neutrals completely disappeared, and they had gone to the front to make a little achievement. Although it was an act unbecoming of the supreme commander, it was true that the damage caused by the surprise attack by the demons was minimized.

"...the Earl of Arius, or his conduct after reading everything?"
"It's not impossible," According to our information, he is a person who values the latter in theory and intuition."

 Theorem breathes a sigh at the words of his lieutenant.

"In any case, our aim has been left out. Then the demons would be quick to raise their heads, or --"

 muttering in the distance, looking in the direction in which the demagogues and the royalists would be fighting, and shaking their heads little by little, approaching the remaining war-horses.

"Here we go! It must be an opportunity to avenge the enemy general, even though it is beyond our control. We will decide the course of this war by all means before the reinforcements come."
"Huh!"

 Give a brief answer to the words of the Lord Theoreum, and continue to straddle the nearby army horse, heading for the battlefield, which would have been a fierce battlefield for the head of the army of the Kingdom of Milliana.