Weitzer, who was able to return to where the main unit was after the first beauties scattered in the demonic offense, had taken command in the middle of the battlefield without resting.

"Let me keep my right wing! Send out a message to Valvallo's army and turn some of the left wing to the center! You outweigh the pressure from the main unit, then you defy it on the right wing!

By the time he was returning to the main unit, the demonic tribe, already in the centre, had marched, clashing with the main unit, made up of the four armies of the Union, on the plains ahead of the wilderness.

The Allied forces had been pre-emptively increased, and we saw that the Demonic armies would consequently be less than the Allied armies, but the Demonic armies that started the offensive were much larger than expected and were now in a state of progressive adhesion in the centre.

"Ku...... Even if we can return to the main unit, how is it difficult in this situation..."

Weitzer grumbles bitterly after skipping the directive from where the trend can be seen. Then the army staff who was beside him played in awe.

"Your Highness! The war situation is five and five minutes, but the situation is not fragrant to overturn! We'd better pull down the front once and try to rebuild it."

"Don't call me stupid! You're telling me you're going down to the rear of the fort! If you do that, Lord Brave will have no place to go home! Until she gets back, hold on!

"But... then the army..."

There will be no devastation, there will be considerable damage. But the staff couldn't talk about it either.

"If we lose Lord Brave, that will be a great blow to the Alliance's army. You're telling me that the power of Arshna, our goddess, is gone?

To Weitzer's words, the staff could not object. In battlefield, the power of the brave is mighty. As well as Hatsumi's strength, Hideyoshi's summons was extremely effective, and his strength and concentration could not be exhausted without losing even his temper on the battlefield so far.

Because the facts are well known to the army, it was not easy to give an answer when the staff also weighed whether to take the army or the brave.

"I understand the story. It's a legitimate decision if it's a normal battle. But what you just said is not good. Not only in the military's decency, but also in my mental health. Recorder, don't record what your staff is saying right now!

The recorders respond to Weitzer's enthusiasm and reply.

In the meantime, a green robe hung on the edge of his sight.

"Prince Weitzer"

"Selfie? Hey, what's up?

Weitzer asks Selfi, who emerged from among the soldiers. She was also able to return to the main unit by the time Weitzer was able to join the main unit. I was currently struggling with three regiments made up of right-wing wizards, but I guess something happened to me that I came this far by letting it go.

"Master Gaius has just been taken home from the west."

"You're back! So, Lord Brave is with you!?

"No, that's it. Though we have brought the survivors of the troops, we need to know where Lord Brave is..."

"Ku......!

Weitzer bites his teeth without even reaching heaven with pale expectations. Then, a man's voice sounds as if to interrupt the conversation.

"Hey Weitzer! What the hell happened to the war!

"Master Gaius! You need to back off!

"Lord Fauburne! What is such a way of speaking to His Royal Highness the Prince!

Apparently Gaius was coming after Selfi without going back in the line. The screams of her and the staff overlapped.

But on the other hand, Gaius and Weitzer check the situation without looking concerned.

"Hey!"

"Not fragrant"

"To push back both demon fuckers!?

"I'm trying to do something right now."

You must have learned that the main unit was struggling and realized that Hatsumi's rescue was far away. Gaius kicks the ground, as if to exasperate a situation that will not remain.

"We had to protect him..."

"Don't say that. If Lord Brave tells us, we have to obey."

Weitzer tells Gaius to drop his shoulder and sit down on the ground, that it's inexplicable. Hatsumi's strength is known, and there are other powers that I haven't grasped yet. I had to believe if she told me that I was okay with it, and I didn't want to obey it because it was a brave man's order.

"Master Gaius, step back! Even if your injuries heal, your health is limited! Come on. Come on. Join the survivors."

"I know, but can you do it in this situation? I'll wait here for the honey to come home."

"But..."

Still contrary to the devouring Selfi, Weitzer, who has authority here,

"On your own. But if it gets in the way..."

"Whoa! Leave me alone. Don't get the important stuff wrong."

Thank you. It seems that communication is perfect. I can't tell if it's hateful, but seeing those two, Selfie exhales a mixed sigh of restlessness.

Then this time from behind the formation, one of the soldiers ran out of breath.

"Herald! A backup composed of guilders from the Night Dark Pavilion has arrived earlier!

The reward for the run was the call for reinforcements. But that contact with the Weitzers today is not good news.

"Just arrived..."

It doesn't make the war any better. Not more humans have moved on an army scale than this is the only support for the Alliance. That's too much to overwhelm this number.

"But in addition to the highly-ranked users, the constituents are with you after that sword dance of camellias. I was wondering if it was possible to maintain the front for the time being."

"Sure, then..."

"But the demonic army's offensive has momentum. As I thought..."

No. Serfi seeps brightness into his voice when there is light, but Gaius remained in a sinister face. But the message appears this time from the front of the formation, as he was about to say.

Whether you are there or not, it is the front line from which the soldiers of the Union are still fighting, from which a sudden transmission will fly.

"The front has been pulled out by the Demon Clan's troops! I'll be here soon!

"Oh my God!

"What the fuck! Damn!"

Weitzer and Gaius yell at the crisis that broke down and gushed, and the staff member who was on his side blues his face. A hole was drilled in the soldier's wall. And coming through, and not destroying the soldiers on the spot... means there is no mistake in the Commander's aim.

Weitzer pulls out his sword and Gaius also rises.

"Respond! Staff, stand back and call for backup! Whoever's here, form a formation immediately! We'll intercept the Demons."

In line with Weitzer's decree, the soldiers on the spot move agile. The Spear Soldiers came forward and sidelined themselves to build their swordsmen, and it was the Swordsmen who consolidated their wings. Behind us, where Weitzer is, the wizards stand, anticipating the timing of the chant in order to accurately shoot the first blow into the demon clan.

When both Gaius and Selfi are ready to fight, we see the Demons.

"A lot..."

The number of demons who had fallen out of the guard ahead had exceeded a hundred graciously. Huge demons and demons alike are hunking into each other at terrible speeds.

"I'll shoot the magic in first. And then the rest, please."

To Serfi's words, Weitzer and Gaius nod silently. No one and he looked pale and were dripping cold sweats. The formation was built in time, but because of the small number of wizards, the extent to which the first blows up demons running in the front row. Until the next chant is complete, it's spear soldiers and swordsmen's job, but since there are fewer of them than the Demons, I don't know if I will keep them fulfilled by the time reinforcements arrive.

The Weitzers breathe and wait until the Demons come to the line of magic.

Soon, the wizards will start chanting in unison, and soon the magic will be shot in. Fireball slipping in like a shell towards the Demon Clan. Spears and swords shine in oranges with explosions ahead, and eventually successive demons emerge from the flames.

There is no decay in the Momentum of the Demon Clan. I couldn't do more harm than think.

Everyone is swallowing up their views and trying to come with pessimism, that's when it happened.

From behind the dust, a harsh, quiet woman's voice echoed around in the wind.

"- Take the wind as its conveyance. Bring that flame to you, which appears to be swaying. My voice. Deliver, you white stained eye sim. My voice, deliver, shake off all your calamities, Isim. But I'm going to say it now. Eva, Tsadic, Rosea, Daviksud, Leianima......"

What sounded like it was a chant of a spell. I wondered if a white magic formation had appeared in the hollow, and that immediately was a rotation. The rotation of the magic formation scratched out the surrounding air, creating a storm around it, and the white magic formation emitted incandescent light.

"- Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!

A flash of white flame surrounding him shakes the demon clan aside with a screaming sound of armor.

Only a short delay after the white light cut the street to the horizontal raven. A disturbed wind burst all white as the rising dust blew toward the Demon Clan.

After the silence, the thunderous roar and the ground sway. Together with the disappearance of the white light, the demonic figure disappears as well. Weitzer shouted back at me as the rest of the white flame was still gaining momentum in front of the spear soldiers.

"This!?

"Probably magic, but this power..."

I don't know what that means. Because there is no such thing as a user of the magic of uninterrupted power in the Union. Serfi tells Weitzer so, albeit grudgingly.

Gaius squeaks with a flashing look as he is illuminated by a dazzling white flame.

"Whatever - it's powerful... I almost blew it now..."

"That's not all. The surrounding demons are defeated by aftermath and remnants of fire. I thought we no longer had to put our hands down."

"Koru, you've wasted your sad readiness..."

"Thankfully. But this kind of magic, who the hell..."

As Weitzer is frowning, one shadow appears, breaking the hedge of a soldier who had refrained from rearward. Sleek silver hair and robes of the same color as the flames that burned the Demons. Whatever it was, it magically defeated the Demons - it was Fermenia Stingray.

- Apparently, you made it.

"That's you right now - isn't that your sister I met at the diner!?

Gaius is amazed at how familiar he is. To him like that, Fermenia greets the reunion with a magical attitude.

"Lord Fauburne, it's been a while."

"Oh, oh..."

"You know what? Who is this guy?

"No, I saw you at the diner the other night... no, that's amazing magic. The white flame..."

Fermenian magic, and in Gaius' words, did Selfi come pin? She gives a look of surprise.

"- Is this Lord Fermenia Stingray of Astel's White Flame, White Flame?

"Huh!? Yeah..."

Fermenia rushes out to find out in an instant who she is. I should have known this would happen if I had used the white flame giraffe.

"Dude, was your sister that white flame..."

"But why is Astel's court magician here?

Knowing who Fermenia is - that he is the court magician of the Kingdom of Astel, and Weitzer is perplexed, Mizumi appears from behind him.

"Well, a lot."

"You!?

"Yo."

To Weitzer's surprise, Shuiming let him raise his hand gently. Greetings, including those of Gaius, but seeing Shuiming greeting him casually like that gave Gaius a strangely convincing look.

"... if this sister is here, then you're here too."

"Bye. Besides, we're not the only ones, are we?

That's what he said. Ahead, when Shuiming looked back, Lemaire was sprinkling the flue.

"Lord Fist of Ralseam. Long time no see."

"Ugh!? Seven Swords of Camellia!

"Ah? What's 'wuss'? You want me to kick your ass again?

"Give me a break...... no, please"

Gaius' dependable expression has turned Lemaire into a weakened expression before him. Is something wrong? With Lemaire's desire to be busted, I generally get the prediction.

Meanwhile, Selfi asks Lumaia with a strange look on his face.

"So you are Alliance reinforcements?

"Oh, yeah. By the way..."

As Lemaire looked around, Refill and Liliana snuck out.

"Looks like you've been pushed here a long time."

"It's not a good vibe."

"Is there also a little lady in the swordsman's lady... oh, she said the number of demons was well above expectations"

The two of them, accustomed to the battlefield, can somehow read the status quo in which the army is placed. No, not fragrant, but bad. We don't go as far as losing, but we're getting tougher to maintain the front.

When he heard it, Lemaire sighed with a sinister face.

"So, are you in such a rough state? - Oh, and the guild guys are turning to support elsewhere. You don't mind, do you, Lord Weitzer?

"Yes, thank you for your help. Palazzo Camellia"

In the meantime, Fumi Ming looks around in surprise.

Someone who was supposed to be here noticed he wasn't here.

"Hey, isn't Hatsumi here?

"Speaking of which, you're welcome."

Fermenia will look for me in the same way, but I still don't see her. Shuiming, who noticed that her companions in Hatsumi and soldiers in the coalition had a bitter look, called out again.

"Hey, where's Hatsumi?

"... what do you do when you hear that?

To Shuiming's inquiry, Weitzer inquires in some frustrating way. Besides, Shuiming repeatedly questioned her face.

"What the hell. Are you sure you don't want to hear this?

I ask with all due respect, Weitzer turns a staring glance and stays stuck.

Meanwhile, the Miazen soldiers, who were listening to the interaction, were indignant. Sometimes you can't keep your mouth shut when a prince in your own country takes such an unscrupulous attitude, and on behalf of that, a staff member eats Mizumi.

"Hey, you! What a mouthful towards His Royal Highness..."

Shut the fuck up. Keep your mouth shut.

Who didn't have time to stop either. The staff member's mouth was forcibly shut with words that Mizuming uttered without intermittent hair. To the point that he no longer opens his mouth of his own free will, the staff member is surprised and tempted to use his hands and other means to open his mouth in a hurry.

"When's the next guy you want to complain about? Come out."

When Miazen glanced, the soldiers of Miazen dwarfed. Later on, Gaius uses his gesture and warns him to "stay back".

Hit and change from the crushed attitude earlier, and Shuiming also seeps frustration into his expression. Then Serfi opened his mouth.

"Hatsumi is not here"

"No?

"Yes......"

Selfi nods in a sinking condition.

And I told the Mizumins that it was a boundary fort.

"... then you and the others were attacked by a fort that went to the rescue."

"And after the scattering, we're the only ones who joined..."

"Dude, is that what's happening..."

Listen to Weitzer's groaning voice, Shuiming holding his forehead. The situation went to those who hadn't anticipated it, and it sucked.

"Help... if you can get it out, Mon, you can get it out."

Shuiming is convinced without having to ask anyone for an answer, and shuts up for a while. And ask Selfi with a resolute expression to say that the guiding principles for future action have been set.

"So? Which one?

"Which, what?

"It's the border fort and the direction it's in."

"Why are you asking me that?

"You're going to help. It's settled, isn't it? It's easy to find if you know where it is."

When Shuiming says so, Weitzer eats and hangs in surprise.

"You... if you do that, you're going to go into the army of demons!?

"You don't have to tell me. I know what's going on."

"You know what I mean!? Don't be stupid! Still, what kind of observation is going into the Demon Clan!

Certainly what I'm saying right now is what I would normally think would have gone crazy. But it is only a matter of entering into the armies of the demons. I can see his anger, too, but in Mizumi, Weitzer yelling at me, I felt a rush somewhere.

"No, you, what are you mad at me for just now?

"Nothing, I'm not angry!

Say so, haha, to Weitzer, who puts his shoulders up and down, Shuiming says.

"Calm down first. Either way, I need to get to him right away to help Hatsumi. I can't do it here, not if I'm asking questions."

They say the best things, Weitzer gets stuck in words. And he leaned down to repentance, as he drank his anger down. Did you realize that you lacked calm?

"... you say you can do it?

"If I had to do it. My job."

Serfi says in a panic to Mizumi, who said so.

"So, even if we're on our way to the fort, we don't know if we can follow the Hatsumi footsteps, do we?

"We'll have to do our best to find it there. Doesn't start with not doing that."

"But, brother, where you're going, there's a demon clan, right?

"So Osama and the others will attract a lot of them. That way, we can get into the back of what's good."

Any anxiety they could come up with shook off that there was no such thing as Mitsumi. To that appearance, the three of them shut up.

"Then Lord Swimey, we are with you..."

Yes, the fold that Fermenia offered the same way, Lefir blocks it.

"No. Lord Fermenia, we're staying."

"Is there a problem with accompanying you?

"This is a loss. Coalition soldiers losing numbers are at a disadvantage in the flatlands, and it is impossible to keep a bare front to salvage more than they are being pressured in warfare. The only way to attract the Demons is if we do it"

Retaining Fermenia, Lefir says, looking out for the far front of the battlefield, the front line where the dust can stand. To her like that, Lemaire grinned thinly and rubbed her jaw.

"You're out of words, Refi. That's the number, right?

"That's roughly how many I slashed when they attacked Nocious."

She lied so invincibly. It's a reliable word for a warrior before he heads to the battlefield. Neither the soldiers of the coalition nor the Weitzers seem particularly concerned.

But not many people thought the word was just an exaggeration were here.

Liliana asks in a bad way.

"Refile. That's a lie, isn't it?

"Oh, of course it's a lie"

I will say so, but what about it? I hear that the legions of demons who attacked Nocious were an interminable number. If that's true, to see what she's capable of.

"Uh, Lord Swimei..."

"Oh. Unfortunately it doesn't even sound like a lie again..."

"Yep..."

It's where we are and Fermenia and I don't talk about it. Not that it's true, but I'm pretty sure it's about knocking down quite a few. Because of the current story, even if she stuck herself in an army of demons that looked forward, it often comes back with a fine face.

Lemaia laughs at Lephire's masterpiece.

"Tell you what. I'm in a good mood."

"I'm just glad we're going to have a good depression in a while. It's been since Astel to fight the Demons."

And that voice, which was uttered out, was pregnant with an extraordinary anger. And Refill looking back.

"And that's the thing. Swimei."

"Oh, nice to meet you. Both Fermenia and Mr. Lemaire."

"Yes, Lord Swimey does what Lord Swimey has to do."

"Aye. Go and help me."

When the two of them reply, Liliana, who was following us so far, leaks with regret.

"... I don't think I can do anything..."

"You did a great job on other things this time. Watch and study Fermenian magic today."

Liliana nodded back at Shuiming, who pleasantly told her not to care.

The Mizumins come together without delay. But the others had nothing but anxiety. So is that. Mizumi's on her way.

"The fort is northeast of here. But how do you dive through that thick formation?

I don't know what I'm gonna do. I'm not gonna dive through it.

Shuiming says so and squeaks his jaw toward where Selfi shows it. In the distance, slightly ahead, the Demons were aligning their armies. Despite the fact that there are no coalition troops and that they are empty, they are not attacking, but they are positioned to defend the place as if they were not falling, but they are also not fearful for a certain amount of water.

But...

"Stupid. It's not like we can get out of the hands of the Devil Clan."

"Well, that's a good number, I guess."

Intensify confusion in the mouthpiece that does not get the guidelines. In the meantime, Shuiming stepped forward.

On his back, Gaius's voice chases him.

"Hey, brother, are you listening to me!?

"I was listening. So why don't you guys just step back for a second?"

"Ah?"

Are you listening or not, Gaius, to the watering of such an attitude, deepens the suspicion. When Shui Ming, who continues to walk without responding to his voice, still tries to flip his coat, the green clump turns into a black suit in an instant.

The Fermenians, on the other hand, as Shuiming put it, were falling back very hard.

And

"- Abreq ad habra..."

(- Death. Thou wilt not perish before my thunder...)

A quiet voice of water in the battlefield sky. Eventually it comes down, the inorganic screaming of a woman.