`Oh, my God, I'm going to lick you!'

　Cut it!
　a tall Great Sword He wields the huge sword, which seems to be better called a big one than a long one, and the elderly man shouts at the opponent with the face of a wild boar standing in front of him.
　At first glance, he looked like an oak, but his face was the only one that looked like him. Something like a beetle shell covers the arm like a protective device, with tentacles growing from each side. Looking at it, it was something that could hardly be called an oak.
　Furthermore, all around them are deformed beings, all of whom should be called monsters. The elderly man breathes his breath as he looks at the dead being separated from side to side just now.

"Well... I can't believe they're going to launch a surprise attack from behind the headquarters." By what means did you get behind you, though the reconnaissance must have been well done?"

　Putting his weight on the Great Sword, the Elderly Man... muttered, holding his breath, Count Arius, the general of the Royal Army.

"If things go on like this, I'll take all my credit with me." I was going to the battlefield, then, knowing it was impossible, but I didn't expect it to happen like this."

　Look around and see those you bring fighting against deformed soldiers.
　The individual strength of deformed soldiers is very high, but perhaps because they all take completely different forms, many of them are clumsy in terms of cooperation. If it had not been for such shortcomings, it was the opinion of the Earl of Arius that they would have already died here.

(...I can't believe I should abandon her so easily. It seems that he is neglected by his superiors. No, it is no wonder, considering his past conduct.)

　muttered in private, and as soon as he knew that the enemy had attacked him from behind, he shut him out of his thoughts of the royal nobles scattered about him. In terms of military strength, there are not that many soldiers of any caliber. If the main force, the royal faction, had gathered together to counterattack, it might have been possible to respond. However, a few nobles who were surprised by the deformed figure fled at first, and at the same time, nobles who saw the strength of deformed soldiers fled, and only about 60% of the soldiers remained. If he waited a little longer, Count Arius, who had anticipated that he would be able to cope with the return of his troops, shook his head immediately.
　This is not the time to think about such an uncertain future, but to think about how to get over the predicament.
　That's when...

"Oh, Earl of Arius," I'm glad you seem to be doing well."

　It must have been a fierce battle. A man, whose blade is stained with blood and whose armor he wears, seems to have been exposed to a great deal of blood, approaches Arius with a wry smile.

"Ciminale?" It seems that you are safe, too."

　With a stern expression on his face, he turns his eyes to those who belong to the same royal faction.
　At his age, he seemed less than half alive, but Arius recognized his ability. That's why I've admitted myself to the war. However, I didn't expect this situation at all, because that ability is just the ability that I need to make achievements.

"Yes, but what do you think of them? I think they are the demon soldiers that I heard in the royal capital."
"I suppose... 儂I've only heard of it, but they're just as deformed as I've heard."

　As for the information that came from the streets of Gilm, the royalists naturally knew it. However, since he had never actually seen the existence of a demon soldier, he had judged that the Count of Frontier L'Arcus had gone wild to conceal his mistake, let alone talk.
　Originally, there were Cordo with crab-like crust captured by Ray in the city of Guilm, and Minas, who grew many tentacles from his body, but when it came to security, the focus was on the postgera, which was more important, and in the end the two demagogues were killed. Then, at the moment of his death, he melted like ice in the sun, and eventually the existence of a demon soldier was buried in darkness. Had the body remained, the royalists would have thought more seriously about the demons.

"You ought to have put a little more importance on the information from the Earl of Larkus,"

　At the words released with a sigh, Arius holds the Great Sword in his hand, which had stuck to the ground.
　for he had found several magical veterans heading for him.

"It's no use saying such a thing now." Anyway, now it's all about surviving here somehow. and all the fools who didn't give him important information, and those who ran away quickly to the habit of following him to leave him with nothing to be desired, will be rewarded accordingly."
"... it must have been the Earl of Arius himself who gathered only such men in this war."

　Siminar also awaits the demons who come towards them with their long swords in hand in hand.
　As far as I can see around me, I'm sure I'm in a state of being pushed for military power. But next to him is the commander-in-chief of the Royal Army of Milliana. That is to say, if this man, who is competent but ambitious in terms of war, is killed, not only the soldiers but also the nobles and knights will run away like an avalanche. This would determine the defeat of the army of the Kingdom of Milliana in this war, and would extend the arms of the Empire of Bestia to the mainland of the Kingdom of Milliana.

`It's quite an unexpected turn of events!'

　the sword of a siminal that is thrown down from the shoulder to the demon soldier of a woman with poisonous flowers on her head.
　But plant-shaped demagogues avoid by shifting their position with roots growing from the lower body without moving. and on his right hand, ivy with sharp thorns. It's already right to call it a whip. His arms are stretched, and he stops moving by winding them around the blade of the sword held by Siminal.
　Siminar, holding a sword in both hands, had lost his means of attack, and his opponent had a thorn whip in his left hand, similar to that of his right hand.

"Oh, you're a good man,"
"I'd like to thank you for your compliment, but it's not a place like this."
"Really? Because it's this battlefield, we can show each other the real faces that we don't usually see, right? Now, take my hug. Then I will enjoy the comfort of slowly rising to heaven."
"I'm sorry, but you're not my hobby." I'll refuse."
`Oh, you shouldn't bring shame on a woman... you know!'

　and with that cry rose the thorn whip growing from his left hand. . . .Siminar immediately leaps back, taking his hand off the sword he was holding.

"Well, you're good at getting impatient. Now, you'll have to avoid it properly, for the next time will you?"
"d*mn!"

　Siminar, who instantly draws a dagger from his waist and manages to shake off the whip. However, there is no way that it will be okay, and the underwear that is not covered with armor will be torn and gradually damaged by thorns.
　Still far from fatal, he turned his gaze to Arius, brushing off his thorn whip, where Great Sword had buried the ant-faced demon under one blow.

(strong)

　That was the only impression that came to mind with Siminar.

"Oh, my God, look at other people without looking at me. Don't let a woman feel ashamed of herself. That's why... you know, I think my charm is killing you."
"...what?"

　Siminar finally realizes her present situation when she says the demon. His arms, his legs, his body... all the movements of his limbs have slowed down.

"What on earth have you done...?"

　My mouth is so slow that I can't speak fluently.
　With a smile on his face, the female magician slowly approaches him, moving the roots of a tree growing on his lower body. That act of impatience does not, of course, mean that women travel slowly. It's just an act of smashing Siminal.

"My charm has been engraved on me."
"What!"

　At the woman's words, I immediately shake my still-moving head and look at my body. The unarmored underwear was torn by a thorn whip, and a little blood was pouring out.

"No way..."
"Oh, you see? Yes. These arms have the ability to immerse my charm enough.""Poison."
"Oh, my God, you're a bad boy. You're saying it's my charm, right? I've got to punish those bad guys...."

　With a ruthless smile, he lifted his whip arms wide again.

"Sound it in a good voice... oh dear!"

　and with his words the whip was waved down to the Ciminar."
　Cut it!

"...what?"

　a dumbfounded voice It was not Siminar who was struck with a whip extending from the woman's arms, but the owner of the whip.

"When I heard that he had been attacked, I never thought he had been in this situation."

　muttering, and throwing magic into the weapon that had been shaken out, into a single long sword.
　The gorgeous blonde hair glittering in the sun, and the sharp beauty that makes you feel the strength of will. Ciminar naturally knows who the person is, who has fallen to the ground and cannot move.

"Hee, general princess".
"Siminard, I don't think it was a hair's breadth."

　Elena, turning her eyes for a moment, says so.
　Elena immediately turned to the female demon soldier, but her dignified beauty is strongly engraved in Siminar's heart.
　Of course I knew Elena was beautiful. At the same time, he is a symbol of the aristocracy for his beauty, fame and achievements in the war. But this was the first time I had ever seen Elena, who was called a princess general, on the battlefield.

(This... I can see that it is certainly trusted by the soldiers.)

　Even though it is a crisis for one's own life, one is taken by the overwhelming beauty and charisma of the person standing in front of one.

(No, because it's a life-threatening situation, you're attracted to someone who can trust you with everything.)

　The battle between the female demon and Elena was about to begin, while Siminar was thinking so inwardly.

"He was my first look at my first look at him. But let's steal it from the side, I wonder where the thief cat is."
"I don't know if it's a thief cat or not, but I can't let him kill me like this. -- if you're going to retire meekly, you'll miss it?"

　Elena, holding a connecting sword, says so. But the female magician snuffed at the scene and struck the ground with two whips.

"Oh, enough of a joke to go that far." As far as your appearance is concerned, the rumored Princess General is here alone, and I can only say good luck to you lucky."
"I am certainly the only one here now. But I don't remember telling you that I was the only one on this battlefield?"
"...what?"

　a woman who looks around hastily at the other person's words The first thing that came into view was the sight of a demon soldier with a tortoise shell being smashed with a huge battleax blade.

"Oh!? He must be very defensive, let alone aggressive. and yet he will be knocked down at one blow!?"
"My arra is now in possession of Power Axe, and in the purest blow, she is probably one of the highest in the kingdom of Mileana. and of course each of my men is extremely capable."

　True to the word, the battlefield was littered with knights of Elena's bodyguards who rushed to the rescue of the royalists, including Arius' men.
　I'm in charge of escorting Elena, and I'm not only doing my best as an individual, but I'm also doing my best in group warfare. They were fighting against a demon soldier in large numbers, and managed to get even.
　Luckily enough, the demons were scattered all around. In the first place, there were about 500 magical veterans who had transferred and joined the raid, and among them 500, Arius, the general of the army of the Kingdom of Milliana, was scattered in search of him. It happened that the aristocrats who saw the strength of the magician soldiers were scattered by surprise, and the number of magician soldiers who were fighting against Arius, who had naturally become a palace, was around 50.
　a very small number of royal nobles, including Siminar, and their subordinates and the strength of Elena's own and the strength of the Guards Knights. Taking them all into consideration, they managed to be even in terms of military strength, though limited to this battlefield.

"It's true that you're competent, isn't it? But I wonder what will happen when the chief princess is gone!"

　A woman screams and wags her arms.
　Its tip easily exceeds the speed of sound and even hits Elena with shock waves. But...

"Sweet!"

　A flash of magical connected swords with the cry cuts off the tip of the whip. It's two at the same time.

"What?"

　The sight must have been unexpected. Elena screams sharply, staring at a woman with a dumb look on her face.

"Leave within range!"

　The words alone would have made sense of what Elena wanted to do. Elena's bodyguard knights forcefully pull nearby royal soldiers to distance themselves.
　The moment the demons were stunned by that sudden action...

"The magic of ancient dragons, manifest themselves!"

　The spell, chanted briefly, blows explosive magic from Elena's body, and behind her emerges a vision of a dragon's face of five meters in diameter.

"Huh!"

　The magical animal soldiers are overwhelmingly overwhelming, though they are visions. It was the same with the woman's demon soldiers, who had been hostile to Elena until recently, and who had even been unable to move.

"Laser brace!"

　Then a word of despair came out of Elena's mouth, and a brace of light came out of the mouth of the phantom dragon... the next moment more than twenty demons on the line of fire disappeared in an instant.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

　dragon language magic that only intelligent dragons can use A part of the power was shown here.
　Seeing it, the soldiers of the Mileana Royal Army cast a mixture of longing and awe at Elena, as if they were the goddesses in myth.
　About 10 meters from where such a scene occurred, Arius, with a tiger's face and a monkey's tail cut into two in the Great Sword, was looking at Elena with a fine frown, breathing heavily.