Gemstone magic.

That's what people call what Leung does. He turns living things into gems and gems into living things. No one thought that this gorgeous magic, which was even beautiful, was the right of a demon.

　Hundreds of jewels tumbled out of Leung's hands and transformed into soldiers on the spot. The soldiers looked puzzled for a moment, but immediately began to form their ranks on the spot. They had been briefed by Kalia before the spell was cast, but they had no idea that it was possible to move in such a short time.

　--Yes, to them, this movement was a blink of an eye.

　The jewel transcends time, recording, storing, and sealing what is there as it is. The jeweled being refuses to be degraded in any way.

　It is difficult for Leu, who has borrowed the power, to keep it for such a long period of time, but Agathos, the main body of the jewel, keeps the metropolis where it was once turned into a jewel.

　Rejection of deterioration. This is the essence of the jewel Agathos.

　Bernard watched in a dumbfounded mood as a small unit was forming in a corner of the street. He felt goose bumps on his spine and felt his common sense being rewritten.

　This is what magic is all about. What Bernard was feeling right now was not the joy of getting behind the demon army. What licked at his heart was a deeper sense of alarm and awe at magic.

　Leu is making it sound like it's nothing, but if there were just a few people who used power like Leu's, it could easily overturn the tactical theories of the world.

　Troops could be moved from place to place with ease. There is no need for military roads or even logistics. If such a thing becomes the norm, nations will continue to fight in fear, wondering when and from where the enemy army will attack them.

　That would mean that all the accumulated wisdom would be rewritten. For the heralds, the devotees of knowledge and technology, this was an unbelievable and striking sight.

　In retrospect, this may have been Bernard's opportunity. But at the time, he was still only vaguely aware of it.

　--But at the time, he was still only vaguely thinking about it.

"...... has finished restoring the soldiers. Please take command, Master Bernard.

　I'm not sure if you've seen this before, but it's a good idea. He didn't seem to care one bit about the ability he was dealing with.

　Bernard's lips and eyebrows lifted for a moment at her words.

　In the first place, Bernard had never heard of the formation of this unit or the fact that he would be in charge of it. All he had been instructed to do was to bring Leung here.

　The reason for this secrecy was probably that Caria did not want even the slightest information to leak out.

　Moreover, Kalia had an unusual stinginess peculiar to the knightly class. He would give orders, but they would always be minimal. He would say in silence that the rest would be understood by considering the situation.

　In other words, if you don't know what you're doing, you don't need to do it.

　Bernard's brow wrinkles as he opens his mouth, his rippling blade glinting in the sunlight.

"We will now assault the enemy's rear. This is no longer a battle. This is no longer a battle, it's just a process to create the enemy's corpse.


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　The central road. The battlefield where the human army led by Mastighios and the main force of the demon army are fighting each other in a dignified manner.

　I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but it's a good idea. In addition, the human side had even formed a camp to prepare for the attack of the demon army.

　Therefore, for a while, the situation was close. It was supposed to be...

　--One hour after the battle began. The human army had the upper hand.

　This was probably due to the Mastighios' familiarity with dealing with demon armies and their skillful use of soldiers. The soldiers changed their positions each time the demon army charged, and survived with minimal damage.

　But perhaps the most important factor was not those things, but a certain emotion that the demon army had.

　That is to say, fear of Mastighios the Magician General and Lugis the Demon.

　Until the poison Junerva manifested itself, the demon army had been hurt by Mastighios' magic and understood how much of a threat this existence was. If there is even a demon in the room, the demon beast that moves by instinct is going to be slow to move.

　The momentary hesitation during the assault was the factor that gave the human side enough energy to counterattack.

Left flank, front is clear. The right flank seems to be under attack. If the right flank is defeated, the demon army will be able to get behind them.

　Dohasura, a hexenbiest who follows Lugis, said while crossing his arms.

　There is nothing stagnant or wrong in his words. It didn't take much effort for him to look over a part of the city with his magical eye.

　Lugis sat back in his chair, threw out his legs, looked at the front line, and then opened his mouth.

"Did you ever talk to that Mastighios?

　Doherty shakes his head easily. Dohasura has no special interest in humans, except for a few. In that respect, he was truly magical.

"That thing is skilled, and it's my enemy. You're probably thinking about that. If you're not thinking about it, you're out of luck. You can go there if you want.

Not you. You're safest around!　I will only go under the protection of the strong!

　I'm not going anywhere except under the protection of the strong!" Shadrapto insisted with his chest outstretched, and Dohasura felt a certain envy. The fool doesn't have to think about anything, so it's easy.

　But originally, the area around Lugis was supposed to be the most dangerous zone.

　He was always in the lead, stepping into deadly territory with his legs. It was fresh in Dohasura's mind that he had invaded the hostile prison of Bela with only two men.



　But now Lugis didn't seem to be in the mood. When I asked him if Dohasura was not going to step forward, he cowered and said.

He cowered and said, "Don't be a fool, Doherty. Your words are an insult to the people who are fighting now. Are they so vulnerable that they need protection?　Or are they so weak-willed that they cannot walk without guidance?

　Dressed with his elbows propped up, Lugis said no more.

　With those words, Dohasura noticed the biggest difference between the man he was and the man who had become a demon. His cheeks relaxed and he smiled bitterly.

　When he was a human, Lugis did not trust humans in the slightest. His distrust of humans must have been the reason for his many independent actions and decisions.

　On the other hand, the irony is that Majin Lugis trusts humanity with the innocence of a child.

　It was ridiculous. Everything should be the other way around. Humans trust humans and demons don't trust humans. But Lugis went from human to demon, and only by losing his memory did he truly trust humans.

　Dohasura's eyes fluttered and he took a drop of interest in Rougis. What was it about his past that made him give up on humans to such an extent?

　I am sure it was not due to a single event. There must have been various pasts, various factors, and various triggers.

　Just like the Althea of old.

"But... So you really want humans to deal with poisons and gears when they appear?　That's a good idea. ......

"I'd better not.

　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're doing. Doherty's eyelids fluttered unconsciously.

　This was unusual behavior for a Shadraupt. As a rule, she only followed someone around. She might scare or scream like an idiot, but rarely did she express an opinion.

　And now, Doherty felt, her voice was more methodical than ever.

"If anyone's coming out, it's going to be Junerva. That thing is no match for a human. Isn't he the original god of the sun and wind, even though he was disgraced by the king of the poisonous birds?

　In that instant, Dohasura's gaze changed.

　Once upon a time, when this world was still an extension of myth. Even Dohasura, who had destroyed the demons and demons with Althea, had never heard of anything like what Shadrapto had said.

　If there was ever a time when demons reigned as gods, it was in the primordial mythology before the emergence of the Great Demons. How could she know about such a time?

　Before Dohasura's gaze could ask, Lugis opened his mouth.

"What, you know a lot about that bird's head. Do you know him?

I'm not sure if you know him or not, but he and I used to be compatriots. You and I used to fight against other demons together.

　Immediately after the words, Dohasura spewed something out of his mouth. Shadrapto, on the other hand, looked as if he was wondering if he was allowed to say this.