By the time Vichela arrived there with his men, including Tiyur, the battle had already come to an end.
　Gurgast squints contentedly and looks around in the middle of the battlefield.
　Vihela, who was also a combat freak, and Tiyur, who had known Gurgast for a long time, understood that it was not that they were watching around.
　There is a strong smell of blood all around, and even though there are corpses of exterminators and a few corpses of Gurgast's men everywhere, Vihela approaches Gurgast without a trace of concern.
　Originally called a combat freak, Vihela is used to seeing corpses.
　I didn't like to see it, but I still didn't scream at the sight of the body like a stranger.

"Glugast, you seem to be in a good mood." Did you have a satisfactory fight?"
"…Mr. Vihela?" Well, it wasn't a wholeheartedly satisfying battle, but it was still a very enjoyable one. It's nowhere near as good as when I was dealing with Ray."

　He muttered an intoxicated stare at Battleax, which he held in his hands.
　You wouldn't normally want to get close to it.
　There was so much suspicious air about him.
　However, Vihela nods with a small smile at his words.

"Yes, I'm glad,"
"...you've had a pretty good fight there?"

　Understanding the meaning of the gaze, Vihela opens her mouth with a vague smile.

"I don't know. I was strong, but my fighting style was very different from mine. It's true that we had an overwhelming advantage in terms of compatibility, but if you ask me if I had fun fighting... well, I guess it was fun."

　Vihela was vaguely worded, but what passed through her mind was a digma.
　He was a notorious Rank A adventurer, and certainly as strong as his title.
　But what Digma is good at, as the name suggests, is fighting against many.
　Of course, my individual fighting power was not low, and I could say that my fighting with Mizuryu was also strong.
　Still, it is true that Vihela could not surrender herself to the height of the battle as much as she had hoped.
　Gurgast felt a little suspicious of Vihela's appearance, but before he could say it, Tiyur's voice echoes around him.

"Now that we have cleared up the whole area, shall we begin to march?" The enemy's rear line has already been badly damaged by Ray's hand. Wouldn't it be all right to go through to the headquarters all at once?"
"... well, you haven't... you don't have to hear it yet, Gurgast,"

　With Vihela's eyes glanced at him, Gurgast, with his unspoken, heavy hand-to-hand battleaxes, still retains his strength and is still able to fight... no, not fighting enough.
　Vihela herself has not fought against a strong opponent since the end of the battle against the Digma, and her strength has recovered.
　Tiyur did not fight by himself in the first place, but fought this far, giving instructions to his subordinates, so he had little physical exhaustion.
　Gurgast's men are exhausted to enjoy fighting, but they are more emotionally elevated than that, so they will be able to fight for a short time, if not for a long time.
　The biggest fear among those here was the troops commanded by Tiyur.
　No, it's not that the troops led by Tiyur are a drag.
　In other words, he has the ability to call himself an elite person in the ordinary sense.
　Even so, perhaps because other people were out of common sense in many ways, I had to give such an impression to those around me.

"Tiyur".

　The mere words of Vichela's mouth must have made him understand what he meant. Tiyur bowed deeply to Vihela.

"Leave it to me, Mr. Vihela," Let me and the soldiers under my command paint the battlefield brilliantly."
"...hew, as always." But don't push yourself too hard."

　Vihela says with a charming smile as she looks the same as usual in the battlefield.
　Tiyur opens his hands wide, as if in emotion, at the smile of Vihela, who he worships.

"Well, let's go! This battle... to end the civil war that ended among our fellow citizens." and to tell everyone how wonderful Vichela is!"
"It's never been the same, man,"

　Whispering with a sigh, the gurgast still proceeds with the joy of a new battle from all over the body.
　Vichela, watching such a conversation, sets out in anticipation of a genuine and final battle in this civil war.
　with Vihela in the middle, Gurgast in the back right, and Tiyur in the back left.
　And so do the soldiers, so do the Vihelas.
　The Central Front has already collapsed completely, and even the few soldiers who have managed to hold out have already been kicked out by the Gurgast and his men.
　Some remain on the battlefield, but no one can reach out to Vihela, who is marching orderly through the battlefield.
　In fact, there are some people who feel a sense of divinity in the sight of Vihela moving forward without fear of the surroundings in the battlefield.
　Vichelas were advancing as if they were going through an uninhabited field, but many were still deeply loyal to their Lord.
　Such men gathered together and managed to gather some soldiers, waiting at the tail end of the Central Front, where they would have reached the rear.

"...do it!"
"Here we go,"

　Without speaking to each other, the final battle on the Central Front begins.
　In terms of military strength, there are still more punitive forces.
　The fact that even though they have been fighting this far and are overwhelmingly disadvantaged, they still have an advantage in numbers may be indicative of the power of the punitive force.
　though its latent power is the people of the Vestian Empire.
　Vihela wanted to keep her life as low as possible.
　I know it's already a losing battle, and I'll remain loyal to it even under such circumstance.
　Of course, loyalty alone is not everything that remains here.
　Because it was a losing battle, there were many people who thought that if they did a great job here, they would be rewarded, and some of them were captured by Vihela's good looks throughout this period.
　It's not so phenomenal, but it's still a group of people who are confident in their own arms, and that's why they collide head on with the Vihelas.
　For the Vihelas, they are the troops of Gurgast, who are free to fight, and Tiyur's men, who are tired of fighting for a long battles.
　Naturally, the main force becomes a unit of the Gurgast, and Tiyur's forces support it.
　On the other hand, the punitive force also remains in this place with a horde of troops, and not many of them can cooperate properly with their allies.
　For these reasons, we end up bumping into each other head on...

"Did you challenge me with that level of arm? Come back after you get a little stronger."

　Viehla mutters a word that she may not have heard before to the person who was knocked unconscious by the hand of the demon released while avoiding the blow of the spear.
　You look around as you are, but what is going on there is a battle that can be described as a half trampling.
　Originally, the punitive force had no chance of winning.
　However, the reason why we gathered like this is to gain even a little time here and make time for the rearguard to rebuild.
　And most importantly, I had the feeling that Kabazid and Shurus would come up with some sort of breakthrough in the time they earned.

"d*mn, don't step back, never! If we lose here, we'll only have to stand back here! Until Prince Schles comes up with a plan!"

　One person standing in front of the Vihelas utters a hearty cry.

"Oh, my God!"

　the soldiers inspired by the remark
　They desperately wield weapons in their hands and attack the enemy to reduce their strength even a little by little.

"Death!"
"Oops, I have a good eye for him to come at me. for I am certainly weaker than Mr. Vihela and Mr. Gurgast."

　Tiyur, telling you so, avoids the blow of a spear thrusting out at your torso.

"But..."

　The tip of the spear is cut off easily by a flash of rapier that is quickly drawn out of the waist sheath.
　Originally, a rapier is a thrust weapon.
　However, the reason why the spear tip was cut off at the thrust is because Tiyur's rapier is a magical sword.
　However, even if it is a magical sword, its performance is far from high.It cannot produce anything like fire, wind, thunder, water, ice, soil, and so on, like a common sorcerer, and it is only a little more robust as a weapon than a normal rapier.
　Nevertheless, the reason why this rapier is used as a magical sword is because it has the effect of cutting around the point of the sword.

"What?"

　The soldier who sticks out his spear screams foolishly, perhaps not expecting to be amputated at the tip of his ear.

"I am also a servant of Vihela. Of course he has this level of ability."

　strike a rapier with words
　two thrusts in a second
　For Vihela and Gurgast, this is an easy thrust, but for ordinary soldiers it is still difficult to follow with their eyes and cannot be avoided.
　The thrust will stick directly into the gap between the soldier's elbow joint and the leather armour covering the body, instantly acting as a magic sword, tearing the skin and tearing the flesh.
　Perhaps it's why they're treated as low-ranking magic swords because they still don't have the effect of cutting bones.
　However, even if it is usually a low-ranked magic sword, it does not appear very often in the market.
　It was thanks to the development of alchemy that the Vestian Empire had so many magical swords.

`Oh, my God!'

　Even if you don't cut it to the bone, the pain is considerable if the skin or flesh is torn.
　If you haven't noticed the cut, you may not feel the pain from the excitement of the battlefield, but it's only natural because it was cut in front of the soldiers. 　
　as if he had been cut rather than cut sharply.
　Tiyur looks for another enemy when he delivers a blow to a soldier who is crawling to the ground screaming in pain.
　The unfortunate thing for this soldier was that he believed Tiyur was weak, and at the same time he was lucky that his opponent was Tiyur.
　It was because of Tiyur that he fainted in Viehra's mind that he no longer wanted to kill anyone as long as the tide of the battle had been set.
　The reason I don't want to kill Vihela comes not from evasion of murder but from the desire to waste human resources. But...

"Wow, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

　A soldier whose right arm was amputated by a single Battleax screams.
　It was done by Gurgast.
　Vichela and Tiyur's thoughts seem to be a matter of fact, and they are relentless in their battleaxes when they stand in front of them.
　If any of the soldiers were as strong as Bratta, it would have been a different story, but if they could only describe themselves as small fish to the Gurgast, they would be spared their lives without question.

"d*mn it, stop it, stop it here! The rear camp is still confused! If you let them pass, they'll collapse and attack the headquarters in no time!"

　The highest-ranking commander of this survival cries out.
　I had to get a little time here, and that's why I was desperately trying to do something about it, and I screamed to raise my morale a little...

"Oh, really? I'd appreciate it if it were so."

　Suddenly I heard a voice close to me, and I turned to it... and saw a woman with such beauty and charm that it was not suitable for a battlefield, and at that moment I fainted. 　
　Finally, I felt something touching my armor, but the man couldn't tell what it was.
　The man at the helm is sunk at one blow, and the morale of those who see it naturally drops.
　Originally losing in numbers, losing in quality, and barely surviving with morale alone... the soldiers who were building the last line of defense of the Central Front would collapse in an instant.
　and Vichela's main force, absorbing the Mercurio's army that was joining them, attacked the rear of the punitive force.