Giant versus giant.
　Cudgel to cudgel.
　A heavyweight clash that shook the earth was taking place inside the encirclement.

　The Yellowfin Rikishi Type B is a large alloy battle golem that is about four meters tall and represents a giant ...... wearing some kind of shell-like armor. Its trademark is a yellow cloth wrapped around its head. This cloth was both a key to control and a weakness in the early Yellow Golems, but it has been overcome and now has only symbolic significance.

　The golem's own ability to deploy barriers (which would eat up a lot of magic power, so it's unlikely to last long) prevented it from being bombarded.
　The light cavalry, using the rikishi as shields, were in a position to close in on them.

　They were met by green-skinned giants, slightly shorter than the Yellow Rikishi. They were the Ogre.
　They were clad in simple gladiatorial armor, and were holding huge stone clubs in their hands.

"Noooooooooo!
　Don't retreat, don't retreat!　Push back!　Against the Ogre, we must advance!

　Nvadgi, leading the way, shouted angrily.
　He was dealing with three Yellow Turban warriors at the same time. With each strike, the stone cudgel was slowly being whittled away.

　In a clash of armies, the 'weight' of the core force is important. There are many situations in which cavalry are expected to have weight and breakthrough power that infantry cannot have.
　The ogre's heavy infantry can be said to be necessary and sufficient in this respect. Although the ogre is a small giant, it is large and powerful enough to take on a human opponent. In the past, they had been deployed opportunistically in battles against the Blue Army, and had achieved great results.

　The Blue Army seems to have prepared the Yellow Scarves to fight against these ogres.
　They had not been seen in the Great Forest, perhaps because their huge bodies made it difficult for them to move, but the exiled side of Ciel-Teira had already learned that they had recently been deployed in the Great Forest attack forces.
　Bigger and sturdier than the Ogre, the Huangkin Rikishi Type B is a deterrent against the Ogre in the field.

　After receiving a blow from the spiked metal club with his armor, Nvadgi's club was flicked away by the next blow. The Yellow Rikishi's movements are simple but powerful, and surprisingly quick.
　As he fell back, Nwadgi's armor was crushed and blood flowed from the hole that had been drilled.

I'll be back. Iron Doll...... you have no prayer......

　I'm not sure what to make of this, but I think it's a good idea.
　But the tangled giant soldiers are not afraid.
　They only beat him with huge brass-colored metal bars full of thorns.

"Nnngh!

　Nnngh!" Nvadgi tries to catch the swinging metal bar with his bare hands.
　It's reckless, but it won't kill him. It's a move I can't retreat from. If you don't stop the Yellow Hooded Warrior here, he will interfere in the battle with the Special Combatants.

　But the club is out of line.
　The Yellow Rikishi collapsed to his knees.

"Hm?

　To be precise, there was suddenly a hole under the feet of all three Rikishi who were confronting Nwadgi, and they inevitably lost their balance with their feet in the hole.

　Someone rushed at them with the speed of the wind.
　It used the parts of his armor as a clue to run up Nwadgi's body from behind, then stepped off his shoulders and somersaulted, drawing his bow in the air.

　Brown skin. Dark green hair and pointed ears. A female elf wearing revealing black leather armor. ...... No, Dark Elf.
　Between the time she flew into the air and the time she landed, she shot four arrows with a deftness that can only be described as divine.
　All of the meteoric arrows struck the wrist joint of the same yellow-robed wrestler, destroying it.
　The gold bar slipped from his dangling hand.

"Now we're even, big guy.
"Hooray .......

　The female dark elf ...... Rieramires glared at Nvadgi challengingly.
　The ogre chieftain let out a squeal of amusement.

　He picked up a gold bar dropped by a yellow-robed warrior and struck the two remaining warriors with it.
　The metal rod struck the yellow-robed wrestler, who was trapped, and his head cracked.

　A large golem is vulnerable to these kinds of twists and turns because of its huge size.
　Normally, it is the role of the accompanying support personnel to prevent this from happening, but the sorcerer who had been riding along with him earlier had an arrow in his chest and was covered in earth.

　The arrows flew one after another. The wind roars.
　The wind roared. There were countless arrows, so sharp and sure that they seemed to pierce the holes of needles.
　The cavalrymen who were supporting the Yellow Turban warriors were shot through or forced to retreat while defending themselves.

"Go!　Go! Go!　Crush them!　Crush them!
　Forward!　Forward!　Forward!
""Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

　The Ogre's troops regained their momentum and began their assault, not even looking back at the bodies of their comrades.

"It looks like ...... they're made of muscle, even their brains.

　I'm not sure what to make of that.
　They were rushing forward without thinking about the future.

　The dark elf mobile archers are gathering underneath Rielamires, who has taken the lead.
　They were all mounted on large, gray wolves.
　Rielamires' beloved rider caught up with him, rubbing his nose and offering his back.
　He was a good friend, even though he was an Elf and now a Dark Elf.

The sky would be enough for the warriors we left behind.


　We'll eliminate the enemy golem's support personnel. We'll break them down from the right.
""Ha!"

　Fluttering astride his wolf, Lia Ramirez blew a sharp finger whistle.
　Hearing this signal, the wolves began to charge at once.

　The wolves heard the signal and began to charge in unison.

In other words, from the perspective of world-building by veins, this forest is independent.
　It's like setting up an independent subsidiary and outsourcing the work to it. ...... I guess this metaphor is a bit confusing to you guys.

　In the center of the Great Forest of Goosenfall, in the cave of the Great Spirit Tree (......, I'm not sure if it can still be called that), there were a number of strange machines.

　The blackened cave of the Great Spirit Tree was illuminated by an array of magical lights, which did not seem to have a hint of mystery.
　Electrode-like objects were piercing the ground and the walls without mercy.
　In the center of the cave, ivy twisted and knotted together, as if holding something in the air. The gate to the Sanctuary. But the gate was already broken, and blood-red liquid dripped from the crevices of the ivy.

"A war once nearly destroyed the human race. The Great God must have been much closer to the people then than now.
　That's probably why he gave it to you. If possible, I would like to find out what happened while your chief is still alive. I'm probably going to die soon.

　Everis says as he sits in a peculiarly shaped, form-fitting chair and fiddles with a machine that has a lot of meters and levers.
　Here, in the Cave of the Great Spiritual Tree, the earth's veins were controlled to continue to cut off the supply of magic to the northern regions, while allowing it to flow to the Lugarut Kingdom to the south.
　This was originally the function of the veins in the Great Forest of Goosenfall (or more precisely, their "sanctuary"), but Everis took over it and used it.
　The beautiful dark elf boys in white coats, who had been assigned as assistants, test subjects, and toys, were running around, observing the instruments, drawing graphs on the blackboard, and adjusting the positions of the electrodes.
　As they worked, they listened closely to Everith's voice.

I know what you mean. You want to carve a solid, eternal tombstone under the forest, rather than a bubble of a stronghold in the forest. The forest will be better protected.
　It's just that ...... those evil gods wouldn't leave a small part of the wide world to the human race for free.
　The souls that returned to the earth's veins became a parallel computer capable of processing advanced information, but there was also a virus that made them obedient to God.
　This is the true nature of what you elves of the Great Forest called "sanctuary. A false paradise. A hangout for puppets, slaves of the gods.

　Everis chuckled lightly.
　The boys all had complicated and tense expressions on their faces.

　The Goosenfall Forest's ability to control the earth's veins was a byproduct of the Sanctuary.
　The reason why such a function was attached to the Sanctuary created by the gods was simply because otherwise it would not function as a cradle for the soul.
　If exposed to the enormous power that flows through the earth's veins, a soul that tries to stay in the earth's veins will be torn apart, lose itself, and be blown away. To prevent this, the ability to control the veins was consequently necessary.

　I haven't been able to find out why or when the elves started abusing that function. ......
　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're doing.
　The sanctuary of this forest reflects the will of the gods. If I gather power there, I can use it in times of need. So he gave them a convenient sign and incited the elves.

"This is how I control the veins, reconnect with the world, and dissolve the Sanctuary.
　The souls of our ancestors that were dissolved in the veins have only been able to maintain their will since the veins of this forest became practically independent.
　What happens to a lump of mud floating in the ocean? ...... Well, it goes without saying, doesn't it?
　We'll just keep the vein control framework, and we'll put it to good use.

　Everis grabbed the shoulder of a boy who was just passing by, pulled him close, and buried him in her ample breasts.

"Oh my God!
"Is that terrible?　What I'm doing.
What?　Um, .......

　The dark elf boy looked doubly unsure of how to react.

"The ...... sanctuary people did wrong to the teacher and the princess.
　Therefore, I think it is inevitable that they will be ...... punished.
"Hmm, an honor student. You're cute, but you're not funny.
　This is how a good girl who only says what the teacher wants to hear ......
"Aww!

　Everis hugged the boy and rubbed his cheek.
　The boy in white turned bright red and waved his hands in the air as if to ask for help.

"Um, doctor!　Isn't this value ...... abnormal?

　Then another boy who had been observing the instrument called out, and the captive boy was released.
　Everis looked at the instrument with his chest resting on his head, which was in the right place.

I'm not sure what to do.
　...... hmm?　Hmm?

　There was a meter that swung in the opposite direction of what it should have been.

This is ......
　Oh. I'm not sure what to make of this.　It's a bad move, but it might have some effect.

　Immediately Everis sees the cause.
　It's a spell to reclaim the veins of the Great Forest, which have been repainted and turned into the realm of the evil gods, as the realm of the great gods and the human race.
　It had been cast somewhere in the forest, and as a result, an anomaly had been detected in the instruments.

　The temporary regaining of a portion of the earth's veins would have no effect on the big picture.
　However, impacting the vein in this way probably had the effect of disrupting the control of the vein from the large forest.


　Three days after the start of the attack, the Blue Army would have noticed the tangle somewhere. It's reasonable to assume that they've infiltrated the Lugarut Kingdom to sabotage it.

"Hey, assistant number one!　I already taught you how to do it, didn't I?　Please maintain the flow of magic power into the river as long as possible!
　I'll look for the point where the enemy has set up. I'll look for the point where the enemy set up. And someone get the princess or Alastor on the line!
"Yes, sir!

　Evelisse stood over the lever-filled machine and began to move it up and down at a rate of about twice a second.