Chapter 463

Translator: Nat

Third Person POV

Tortoent Within Fort: A Room in the Headquarters Building.

One of the rooms in the former Executive Office of the President of Libatis was arranged to be Maestuss private room.

Pardon me, General!

Despite having knocked, the subordinate did not wait for permission before opening the door.

He was obeying previous instructions from Maestus to enter without wasting precious time.

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Oh, Gouk. What did His Excellency Zaphnes say?

While standing straight to greet his commander, the man awkwardly averts his gaze, then answers reluctantly.

Sir, his order was: There will be no retreat from Tortoent. Defend it till your last breath. He also had a message directed at the General: Your merits are first class. Take care of your health until the next battle.

Haha, Im glad. But His Excellency is also rather awkward. He was forced to cram his cavalry, which were his trump card, into the city after the wall crumbled If he wasnt, he would have summoned me or came here himself.

Contrary to his casual tone, Maestus understood the severity of his situation.

He grimaces slightly as he rubs his swollen, bandaged face.

Not only is Tortoent where our headquarters is, it is our central supply base and the symbol of the Libatis government. Just because the battle is going south doesnt mean we can give this place up easily.

Hauuu!

There was a smack sound of flesh being slapped and then the high-pitched scream of a woman.

enjoying yourself is fine, but youll touch your wounds.

Maestus laughs heartily to ease his subordinates concern.

Hahaha, how can I fight if I cant even embrace a woman?

He grabs the plump waist of the woman with both hands and starts thrusting vigorously from behind.

Uuuh! Aagh!

The generals partner keeps her ass in the air while her body lays weakly on the bed, tears welling up in her eyes as she grips the sheets tightly.

Well, we dont even know this womans background what if she is an enemy spy?

I picked her up in the city. If Im unlucky enough to stumble upon a spy, then Id be done for either way.

Maestus tugs on the womans hair.

He let out a pained groan as he acted without any care towards the woman.

If you told me, I could have forced the peopleeven without lip service, and arranged for a younger and more beautiful girl so you dont have to settle for someone in their mid-thirties.

What are you saying? Obviously a mature lady is better than a little girl.

A cruel grin forms on Maestuss face as he climbs on the female and licks her neck.

When she gasped from the clinging, he immediately switched to his teeth to bite her.

Hiigyi! Oww nooo!

A cry not derived from pleasure escapes her lips and blood leaks from her torn skin.

A young girl wouldnt make this scream. And

He laps up the trickling blood and slowly rocks his hips.

Sweet yelps begin to mix with the womans scream.

Look at this ripe and naughty body that reacts to my tormenting, its several times more entertaining than making a young girl cry. Go on, say it. Tell me how many times you climaxed from being violated forcefully. How many times did your naughty body shiver from the pleasure?

The woman shakes her downward-facing head, but when her nipples get pinched, she arches her body up and shouts.

E-eight from being forcedagainst my hiiguh!! Even though Im marriedeven though such cruel things are being done to me and Im treated roughly its done with skilland with a large tool n-no moree!!

See that!? She came 9 times!

Maestus gave the woman a few larger thrusts and then separated from her.

She collapses weakly on the bed, her ass trembling and her breathing faint.

As Maestus fondles the womans sweaty breasts heavy-handedly, his expression changes.

If I was the enemy general, I would commence another all-out attack either tomorrow or the day after. And in order to move my cavalry

Tortoent is too crowded with residential buildings and facilities.

Neither Maestus or his subordinate paid any more attention to the woman at this point.

Thats right. Destroy the buildings along the walls and the main street before the sun rises. There is no need to take the populace into consideration, tear down everything other than the ones were using. If the cavalry can move freely, we can overcome a small disadvantage. Im sure His Excellency Zaphnes will agree.

Understood. However, the troops are exhausted from the earlier battle. They would not want to be given another job right now.

A smile even more ruthless than the one he had when he was teasing the woman appeared on the mans face.

Why do you think were keeping the citizens of Tortoent around for? The men will demolish and cut down the buildings, the womenwill sleep with the soldiers and commanders to raise their spirits.

are you sure?

The subordinate peeks out the window at the South Yuguria flag being flown.

Humiliation of civilians is forbidden by military regulationshuh? Feh, if Her Majesty hears of this, I will be hanged.

Maestus plays the fool and pretends to choke himself.

In reality, his eyes shone with an evil glint.

But the great Empress of South Yuguria, fearful of being struck down by the demons spear, chose to reign over Alteria, who made an honorable change of sides. In other words, she doesnt need this place.

The subordinate drops his shoulders and deliberately checks the window and door.

Although confused at his superiors remark, he was feeling joy somewhere inside himself.

A soldiers imperative is, first and foremost, to win. If possible, a soldier will maintain the way of the knight and achieve a beautiful victory. If thats not possible, a soldier should try to win at all costs, regardless of appearance. If that isnt possible either, then the only choice is to sacrifice citizens and become the devil, no? His Excellency Zaphnes has the same line of thinking. There is no issue here.

The subordinate no longer offers his opinion and simply salutes to accept his superiors answer.

By the way, this is extremely personal.

Maestus smirks and unnaturally eyes the window and door.

I pledged my allegiance to His Excellency Zaphnes. If it wasnt for him, I would either by the boss of a gang of thugs or a stain on the guillotine.

Maestus strokes the dented locket hanging from his neck in between with his fingers.

I dont need any other reason to swear loyalty to my Empress than Zaphnes ordered it. I do think she is a fine woman though.

The subordinate, after listening carefully to what was said, covered his eyes and ears.

What, I didnt hear anything. I share the same sentiment, Your Excellency.

Both men chuckle and then the subordinates face darkens.

So, about your younger sister-

Before he could finish, Maestus spoke over him in a light-hearted tone.

That girl is merely my sister-in-law. Because of family circumstances, she is being looked after. She isnt truly related by blood, so dont worry about it. Well, it doesnt matter anyways.

Is that so?

The subordinate nods and glances over at the moaning woman on the bed.

Are you about done?

Its a shame, but it will be too late if I go for another round. Fine, take her away.

The woman was relieved that she could finally be released.

Tired from the seemingly endless punishment, it was fortunate she couldnt afford to notice the expressions of Maestus and his subordinate.

Maestus, finding himself alone in the room, opens his imperfectly-shaped locket.

Piris, you lost your luck, huh?

He scoffs and falls on the bed.

Now, your fate depends on mine. Im looking forward to the next battle.

Minutes later, the man started to snore.

Aegir POV

Tortoent Envelopment. Goldonian Camp.

Sorry to keep you.

Waiting for me when I opened the tent were two pairs of long elegant ears.

You have some nerve making me wait, human. In the first place, how dare a lowly human use a high class elf warrior like me to run errands!

The first pair of ears stood up at attention, indicating a feeling of displeasure.

Whats this sme uwah!?

As the other pair of ears poke into the tent, they flap up and down uneasily before hiding behind the owners head in embarrassment.

Sekrit is asleep with her legs open and semen all over her naked body after all.

My apologies. Im happy you came, Natia and Felteris.

I casually greet them and exchange handshakes.

It feels like forever since I last saw Felteris.

I scan her from head to toe.

Could you please stop that, it feels like your dirty eyes are contaminating my soul.

She is a forest elf just like Natia.

Although she is over 175 cm tall, she doesnt exude the same lithe and athleticism common among elves. Her hair is a shade darker than the green hair Natia possesses.

Her manner of speech is, unlike Natia, uptight and can be considered by many to be arrogant and condescending to humans.

Because of that, she had caused several complications ever since she came to the plains

Hmph. Your gaze disgusts me. Im sure youre imagining raping me right now. Humans are truly vulgar.

I am certainly ogling Felteris.

I also dont deny that carnal desire is welling up within me. But I cant help it.

Whats with that appearance?

Felteriss clothes were ripped apart like a worn out rag.

The bottom half was especially bad as not only were her pants barely holding together, her petite ass was showing from her lack of underwear.

Hmph, I just ran into some brigands along the way. I have to say, human males are all uncivilized and filthy

Thats a lie! Before I rescued her, she was being violated by a group! Not to mention, she looked like she was enjoying the fact her body was being defiled!

Natia refuted, feeling ashamed simply by recounting the moment.

Her ears were also pointed straight up.

Yes, this is Felteriss hidden fetish, a vice which she should get rid of.

She was horribly raped by orcs due to a conflict which occurred in the past and awakened the sexual fetish of attaining pleasure from being tormented by men.

It wasnt anything tame such as so called rough play, rather it was a form of extreme masochism involving the likes of seedy individuals, gangrape, and actual violence.

Furthermore, she was a real beauty and proud sisterly type who was popular with younger males, which led to the contraction and spreading of a sexually transmitted disease from the indiscriminate sex and was ultimately banned from using the mansions bath by Nonna.

If youre not careful, youll get the disease again

I have prophylactic medicine from Natia, so my pride as an elf is fine. Its an amazing substance that also acts as birth control.

I think Im a failure of an elf, but I dont want you to speak of the pride of an elf wait, I gave you six tablets and you only have two left!?

Felteris sticks her chest out while Natia is aghast.

So, its about time we move to the main subject.

I throw a cloak over Felteris as I shift the focus of the conversation.

Her ears, which were slightly smaller than Natias, perked up in surprise before drooping down.

Afterwards, Natias ears couldnt seem to calm themselves for some reason.

The both of them agreed. I think they will come soon.

Felteris looks up at me and declares with a dignified expression.

Hmm, shes a prim and proper proud lady after all.

O-of course I am. Praise me more!

Felteris reddens. Her ears sway left and right independently from each other.

I often see this kind of movement when she tries to hide her embarrassment.

Thinking its my chance to grope her ass, I reach my hand down, but Natia pinches me.

The two of them are also in high spirits. They said, Im willing to overlook a taboo if its a request from my benefactor and Im expecting plenty of rewards. Get ready.

Thats good.

We can settle on appropriate rewards together later.

They have something to take care of first, but their speed shouldnt be any different from oursthey will catch up in no time.

Natia wedges herself in between me and Felteris.

Her ears are slowly flapping up and down, which is what usually happens when shes a little upset. Ive gotten good at interpreting them lately.

In any case, well done. Ill prepare some warm water and food for you.

Contrary to Natia, who happily wiggles her ears, Felteris stares at me.

after you had me travel far away to complete your task, youre going to leave it at simply a bath and a meal?

Oh, how rude of me.

Felteris aside, Ive been relying a lot on Natia recently.

No matter how much shes in love with me, I cant keep taking and taking.

In order to retain her love, I have to respond accordingly.

Im not in love! And I dont love you!

Request anything. The things I can do are limited because this is a battlefield though.

Natia rubs her red face several times and takes deep breaths.

I want tangerineslots.

Overwhelmed by her cuteness, I hugged her reflexively, but was instantly met with a knee and a palm strike that pushed me away.

Her ears were swaying separately.

S-so I want you to give this girl a way to clear her name. Shes become quite infamous in Rafen and it would be sad to leave her with such a reputation

Hmph! Who cares what lowly people think! More importantly

Felteris pushes my back and guides me into the tent.

She throws off the cloak I lent her.

Eh? Huh?

The dazed Natia was left alone outside.

What does she want me to do?

Put on your armor.

Thats troublesome, but fine.

Tear my clothes. Until theyre torn to shreds.

I hesitate, though I comply when urged repeatedly.

Im happy to embrace you, so can we move to the bed?

Haah? What are you thinking? Are you strupid?

She berates me.

Were going to be doing it on the floor. You dont have common sense, do you.

I wont say anything else wait, what are you doing?

She suddenly spits.

Not understanding what she wants, Felteris proceeds to close her eyes and stick her face forward.

Youre the absolute worst piece of trash. Youre below trash. There is no value in your life.

Whats with this poor treatment out of nowhere? Starting to get a little annoyed, she brings her face closer.

Youre only a barbarian with no redeeming features, a worthless man ara, did I anger you? Hmph, if youre going to hit me, then do it.

Felteris sticks her face out even further.

you want me to hit you?

She nods eagerly.

I reluctantly pat her on the cheek with an open palm.

That amount of force is the same as what I use during rough play with Carla and Mel.

Are you kidding me!? Use your fist to punch me in the middle of my face! Women should be hit two or three times until their nose bleeds before getting fucked!

What kind of common sensewhatever, just come.

I toss Felteris onto the bed.

Then at least call three more repulsive men!

Tired of her antics, I mount Felteris.

I-I am a proud elf warrior, I wont yield to this humiliation. Nnoh!

Shut up already. Youll feel good soon.

Natia was isolated outside, but I think shell be fine.

Ill tell Erich to send her a mountain of tangerines.

Two Days Later.

Now is the time to bring down Tortoent and determine the trend of this battle! Advance!!

Erichs order cascaded down to the commanders of each army and then to the drum and trumpet players.

An attack not very different from the previous one commences.

Fire shoots out from cannons and blasts the reinforced city wall.

Catapults fling iron balls, flaming stones and pots of oil into the city, which naturally provokes the same counterattacks from the enemy.

When the archers step to the front and loose their arrows, the enemy responds in kind with their own arrows and bolts from above the walls.

Armored turrets rattle noisily as they roll forward.

Infantry with ladders prop up greatshields to protect themselves as they approach the walls.

Its a replication of the first attack.

So, what do you think?

This time, I am staying beside Leopolt instead of being on the frontlines.

Well have a harder time, Im sure. The enemy has learned the way we attack. They will intercept with a greater degree of efficiency.

Isnt the hole in the wall rather large?

The enemy cavalry are most likely waiting inside for us, fully prepared. They specifically went through all that effort to eliminate their mobility, after all.

The one who answered was Tristan.

First, lets overlook the situation.

Arrows fly from the armored turrets as they close the distance on the wallshowever, those that reached a certain distance get bombarded with cannonfire which bore holes in the tower.

The siege structures either lose their ability to act as boarding tools after the upper portion gets blown away or they become riddled with too many holes and collapse on themselves, unable to support their own weight.

Theyre making a concerted effort to station cannon squads below the walls. Their targets are only the siege towers. In that way, they are hidden from sight and we have no way to attack them aside from a lucky bounce of a catapult projectile. So our turrets are already useless.

Focusing on the soldiers carrying ladders this time, we see that the archers are supporting the advance of the shield bearers.

To deal with them, the enemy launches consecutive fireballs.

The shields of the infantry catch fire and the archers, overwhelmed by the incoming fireballs, can no longer maintain formation.

Arrows and bolts follow up from the enemy, forcing our allies to flee in panic.

I feel Erichs cold stare coming from the headquarters.

I thought I wrote in the report that the small magic staffs have not been stopped.

I wrote it, but the Margrave didnt.

Dont mind the details.

Anyways, theyre just mediocre magic users, more or less on the same level as pots of oil that fly a little bit further.

The greater threat is the speed at which the enemy is moving up. Were changing the points at which we climb the walls from, but they appear to responding extremely quickly. Scouting would be impossible, but I assume they either expanded the paths within the city or have a large amount of wagons dedicated for movement.

Thats possible since they fit an entire army of cavalry.

Either way, it seems unlikely that the ladder approach will work.

Everyone, ready!? Alright charge!!

Lastly, allied heavy cavalry and heavy infantry gather together and try to enter the city through the broken section of the wall.

Of course, its a brute force method that entails going through a rain of arrows.

Although a simple camp was set up in front of the walls by the enemy, our allies fought valiantly to scatter them.

Eventually, they rushed into the city.

I wonder what will happen.

From inside the walls where we cant see, yelling and sounds of clashing swords can be heard.

And then, quite some time passed.

Its no good!

R-retreat!!

Theyre running back.

Allied soldiers flood back out of the walls and disperse.

Seconds later, the enemy cavalry give chase and hunt down the stragglers.

Help them.

Yessir.

Leopolt swings his arm, signalling the field artillery to shoot.

We cant expect them to land a hit at this range, but its enough to draw the enemys attention.

Get into charging volley formation!

The bow cavalry also slowly stepped forward.

Everyone, cease your attack! Straighten the ranks!

Dont pursue too far. Something bothersome is coming!

The enemy cavalry holds back several meters outside the wall, allowing our allies to get away safely.

After a few minutes of staring at each other, the enemy slowly withdraws to the confines of the city again.

Charging through the gap also seems difficult.

Tristan slumps his shoulders, somewhat discouraged.

The gap is only a few meters wide after all.

It is too dangerous to rush into the gap in a single file line with tens of thousands of cavalry waiting for us.

Now what?

Our offense was squashed. Should we give up attacking or should we play our trump card?

Well, we obviously have to play the trump card.

When I give the signal, Celia springs into action.

Alright, here we go.

My personal troops shout their battle cries as they march toward the enemy camp.

The enemy soldiers instinctively adopt a defensive stance, but anticipating a small force, they have an air of complacency about them.

The next wave is coming. Stay alert!

Its alright, there are fewer of them than before.

But isnt that the demons flag? Dont let your guard down, we dont know what theyll do!

My slow-moving army and the enemy on the walls stares at each other.

Loose!!

The bow cavalry releases a collective volley of arrows.

Theyre shooting at us! They are a bit out of range though

Uwah, itll reach! Fire back!!

The bow cavalry makes a pre-emptive attack, which prompts a response from the enemy archers.

Despite the bow cavalry being more adept than regular archers, they are still outside of their effective range against the enemy who occupy the high ground advantage, and so both sides dont suffer many casualties.

That drew their attention. Alright, time to try it.

Bring that out.

That thing rattles heavily as it rolls forward.

Its shape is uncannily similarto that of the ancient weapon used by the enemy.

At the very least, the outer appearance of the object, recreated using scrap wood and leftover materials of the armored turrets, is the same.

I think it looks horrible.

Dont say that. Mack built it in a single night.

We didnt have much time from when we arrived to when we attacked.

The ancient weapon lookalike slowly moved closer to the walls.

The enemy soldiers, occupied with fighting the bow cavalry, were late to realize the weapons presence.

ThatsHer Majestys magic weapon!? Why does the enemy army have it!?

Dont tell me, does it have something to do with our weapons malfunctioning!?

No, look closely. thats a fake.

Pff. Thats an awful attempt. Theres no way they can copy such a weapon.

For a brief moment, the enemy grew lively, but they eventually calmed down and began hurling a storm of insults.

Hahaha, youre going to have to do a better job than that if you want to imitate us.

A child can create something better out of wood.

Here look, Ill act as your target. Shoot me if you can!

One of the enemy soldiers turns around and sticks his ass out.

Then dont mind if I do. Fire.

Once I gave the signal, the fake ancient weapon glowed red and blew an intense stream of fire.

The soldier who taunted us with his ass was instantly engulfed in fire, and as the flames slowly moved, soldiers nearby were mowed down.

Their mocking turned into screams.

Our allied soldiers gasped in surprise.

I-incredible. An entire corner was incinerated although it looks shabby, its a pretty powerful weapon.

Wait, that thing is also on fire! Get the water and extinguish the flames!

Hey, did you also hear a snarl from inside?

Anyways, the enemy is in a state of confusion.

But thats not the end.

Bring out the next thing.

Behind the Pochi cart no, behind the secret weapon, another weapon with the same shape appeared.

Its tight, and dont press your flabby boobs against me, you marsh elf!

Shut up! Youre the one who should keep your flat ass away from me, I can feel your bone!

The weapon moves forward while grumbling.

Do it.

As I urge more politely than the Pochi cart, fire balls and clumps of rocks dance together with blades of wind and a large watery mass.

W-what the heck is that!? A rock suddenly flew at us!

A ballista split apart just now! Is that a whirlwind!?

Prioritize destroying that thing! Use Her Majestys staff!

The enemy aims fireballs from their magic staff at the cart.

Multiple flaming orbs fly at rapid speed.

Something of that magnitude.

A gust of wind repels some of the fireballs off in another direction, while a blade of water in the shape of a crescent moon slices away other fireballs.

Did they use magic to intercept?

No way. Its like deflecting an arrow with another arrow.

The enemy has finally reached the peak of chaos.

Using that opportunity, our allies, beginning with the 105th army, prepare to climb.

Its about time.

I look at Leopolt.

Yes. It is difficult to destroy a cart protected by a metal roof with arrows or bolts, even if it is shabby. Which means

Trumpets sound and the enemy cavalry rush out of the crack in the wall.

There it is.

I point my hand in their general area.

Fire!

Anti-cavalry formation!

The bow cavalry stop firing at the enemies on top of the wall and change their aim to the cavalry.

Spearmen run up from the back and create a wall in the enemys path.

This is the critical moment.

I draw my Dual Crater and also step forward.

I position myself beside the spearmen and diagonally in front of the bow cavalry.

The enemy splits into several squads.

The spearmen are blocking the area closest to the wall.

Because the bow cavalry are in the rear, they cant use the typical method of countering the anti-cavalry formation with crossbows.

But they came to crush the Pochi cart and the Elf cart, so there isnt much point in making a big detour.

Which means they have no other choice than to pass through here.

Sure enough, figuring it would be laborious to break through the spearmen, they change course to our direction.

Schwartz and I move up to greet them.

Bring it on.

First up are three light cavalry and one with a crossbow.

Die!

I wont.

A bolt is fired at me.

Its relatively on target, although the enemys aim is too clear, making it easy for me to deflect the projectile with my Dual Crater.

Move it!

I wont.

The next cavalry sweeps his spear horizontally.

I read his attack and knock his weapon away with my Dual Crater.

I proceed to elbow him in the face and send him flying off his horse.

Prepare yourself!

Sure, I did.

The third cavalry swings down his sword at my head.

I match his attack by placing my sword sideways above my head, then disarm the enemy by chopping off his right hand.

Hiih! Gugh.

Lastly, I decapitate the cavalry trying to switch to his crossbow and complete my meal.

Next up are five heavy cavalry. How luxurious.

Charge.

Schwartz neighs and picks up the pace, instantly closing the distance.

Challenging us heavy cavalry head on, how laughable! You think you can pierce this steel armor!?

Yeah, I guess.

As I run past the enemy, I slash his body with the Dual Crater.

With both parties dashing at full speed, the attack was strong enough to slice him right in half.

This guy is formidable!

Attack him from both sides!

Two come at me simultaneously.

I wield the Keravnos in my left hand and hold out one weapon on either side of me.

Nuun!

I receive the slash on my left with the shaft of the spear and then parry the thrust on my right with my sword.

Hmp!

I rid the unbalanced enemy on my right of his hand, then turn around and stab the enemy on my left in the back with the Keravnos.

Dont think badly of me for attacking from behind. Its just easier to pierce through.

Hey, look at his face! This guys the demon!

Uwah! I knew it was strange that he came by himself! What should we do!?

I lower my body enough that Im almost stuck on Schwartzs back.

Hey, he laid down. Did he get injured from the last attack?

Anyways, this is our chance! Lets finish

Both of them raise their swords, preparing to swing down at me.

Its the easiest to attack someone on horseback when theyre laying down.

See ya.

I promptly sit upright, and lunge with the Dual Crater and Keravnos at the same time, skewering both of the enemies.

Its pretty hard to deal with a sweep and a thrust at the same.

A downward slash has no range so its simple to counterattack first.

After tossing them away, I eye the next enemy.

The next group I thought were coming instead divided themselves to the left and right of me.

Dont engage with the demon! Use the staves!

Burn him!

I see, magic horseman huh?

Its natural to think of such a use for them over time.

I put away the spear and wield my Dual Crater with both hands.

You better not make a fuss if you get burned.

Schwartz shakes his head and frowns at me.

Fire!

Eight fireballs fly toward me.

As expected of magic weapons, not a single one is off target.

The good thing is the target is big.

I aim my sword at the first fireball.

The flames disperse with the sound of shattering glass.

Almost immediately, Schwartzs mane gets singed.

I time the next two shots and then swing my sword diagonally, taking both of them out at the same time.

My field of vision was briefly covered by the scattering sparks.

They move pretty slow.

When the sparks clear, I am confronted with three at once next, which is a little tough.

I intercept the first one which arcs down from above my head, then in a flowing motion, intercept the next one in front of me, and then I throw the canteen of water on my waist at the last one.

On contact with the canteen, the fireball explodes, sending a searing wave of heat all over my body, but I am somehow able to avoid catching fire.

Nuun.

Youre awake? Then get to work.

I point my now-glowing red sword at the next two shots and thrust sharply.

It was rather close to me, however, the fireball didnt explode or leave sparks behind. It was absorbed by the Dual Crater and disappeared.

Well, I guess thats that.

I swing my Dual Crater once and rest it on my shoulder.

The enemies around me seemed shaken.

But an even louder voice quickly erased the sense of unease.

What is that?

I turn around and see a single rider breaking through the wall of spears formed by my allies.

The bow cavalry loose a volley of arrows, but the enemy brushes them away, not deterred at all.

Its General Maestus!

Ooh, he ran through the enemy soldiers on his own!

What courage! What bravery!

Without slowing down, he passes through the rain of arrows, defeats three cavalry along the way and heads toward the chariot.

Hah!

He slashes at the wheel of the cart and disables it.

Kyaaa! Its tilted!

Ow, ow! Dont step on my foot!

Unable to endure anymore, the girls burst out of the cart.

Maestus lifts his spear and shouts at the South Yuguria solders.

The identity has been revealed! It is just a rickety wagon with people inside!

His outcry was answered by a surging wave of cheers.

Its frustrating to admit, but it was an impressive trick.

I couldnt help smiling. I had the luxury to.

Seei!

Maestus also destroys the adjacent chariot.

This time, a stomach-rumbling growl accompanied the four legs and tail that emerged from within the cart.

What the-!?

Maestuss horse screams and reels back, standing on its hind legs in surprise.

Unfortunately, that one contains Pochi.

Besides, the old cart has served its purpose already.

After one of the women who came out of the cart brushes her ass, she turns to me and smiles.

I return the gesture.

And then, a group of elves swarm out of unharmed carriages.

What are these people? Their ears

Who cares, all we know is that theyre enemies. Shoot buwah!

Dust swirls up unnaturally and obstructs the enemys vision.

Similarly, an unnatural whirlwind assaults the enemy.

I cant see in front of me! Whats with this dust and this wind!!?

Not only is it impossible to shoot arrows, we cant even see the face of the person next to us. Sand just got in my eye

Its wind and earth magic.

Unlike humans, a high ratio of elves have an affinity for magic. Natia is the exception.

Hurry up.

Quiet! Its heavy!

During that time, the elves climb swiftly up the walls.

They are people who live in the trees so they are experts at acrobatics and easily scale the vertical plane.

The black elves, who are not as skilled, manage to climb up with the support of wind magic.

Err that, right? Eeh.

Over here too, take that!

The elves standing on the wall neglect the writhing enemies, neutralizing the cannons and burning stones with water magic and destroying the catapults and ballistae with wind and earth magic.

The reason the elves arent directly targeting the soldiers is because they by nature hate fighting and killing.

Thats right, if it wasnt for our lords request, we wouldnt involve ourselves with a human war.

My right arm gets pulled.

Thank you.

It is the chieftess of the black elves, Ijaris.

We overcame a great dissent within our village for this. Youre quite the bad fellow, so you better be prepared for the consequences.

The one taking my left arm is the chieftess of the forest elves, Yularen.

I had requested Felteris and Natia to appeal to the two women for help.

You said it, my urge to kill was rising when I was stuffed into that box. I was really debating whether or not to strangle you to death.

Aside from protecting against arrows, did it have another purpose?

If you want to complain, complain to Leopolt. Hes the one who proposed the idea.

Resume the attack! Go, go!!

The Royal army restarts the siege.

With the weapons protecting the walls getting taken out one after the other, the armored turrets did not have to endure cannonfire and the infantry could mount the wall without fear of being shot by magic staves.

The enemy cavalry which should be protecting the interior of the city were also rendered helpless in front of the walls due to the dust cloud.

What once was a furious counterattack seemed like a lie as our allies surged into the city.

Another beneficial report came in for our side.

The citizens are revolting! All of them are rebelling together!

Nu-nuooooh! Justice!!

I thought the battle was settled, but Im not so tactless to stop Jim and the others who rushed forward with joy.

Many monsters have appeared to the rear of Tortoent! It seems that they brought elves along! The path of retreat has been cut off!

I hear the enemy shout.

That sounds like a lie Leopolt would come up with.

Were done for, run away!!

If we dont hurry, well be killed!

I guess that was enough to be the decisive blow as the enemy with the shabby equipment the recruits fell apart.

They fled toward the city.

Its over, huh?

I let out a sigh.

While I want to check on whats going on in the other areas, I cant see anything because of the dust.

At that moment, I push away the two elves and guard myself with the Keravnos.

Out of nowhere, sparks fly from the shaft of my spear and blood squirts out from a newly-made cut on my side.

I failed.

My eyes met with Maestuss eyes.

He blended in with the dust so I didnt realize sooner.

I ready my Keravnos silently and stare him down.

That attack just now caused a fairly deep wound, but I cant let him find out.

Ill finish you off next time!

Maestus puts away his spear and dives back into the dust cloud.

Its frustrating for someone handsome to get the better of me like that.

A bit slow, eh?

Its even more frustrating that it had to happen in front of two beauties.

More importantly, wasnt that man just nowgood-looking?

Im fuming now.

We have cornered an enemy squad who failed to run away in time! I would like for Aegir-sama to also join!

Celia runs happily over to me.

Alright, Ill vent my anger on these guys.

Protagonist: Aegir Hardlett. 25 years old. Summer.

Status: Goldonia Kingdom Margrave. Great Feudal Lord of Eastern Area. Mountain Legend.

Friend of the Dwarves. Friend of the King of Aless. Dragon Slayer Hero.

Elf Mediator. Sex King of White City.

Subordinates:

Myla (pursuit), Celia (urban warfare), Irijina (pursuit), Luna (pursuit)

Gido (light of hope), Pochi (chariot), Leopolt (staff officer A), Tristan (staff officer B), Agor (urban warfare)

Yakov (pursuit), Mack (rest), Jim (liberation combat)

Others:

Sekrit (battle), T-99 (battle mode), Brynhildr ()

Natia (sulking), Felteris (pervert), Ijaris (joined battle), Yularen (joined battle)

Annette (princess of the 105), Piris (unveiled), Baroness Escaote (astonished), Seika (astonished), Naesys (sisterly love), Nasis (sisterly love), Busco (jester), Ivanna (sleep pastime)

Military Strength: Unknown during confusion

Assets: -10 000 gold

Sexual Partners: 794, children who have been born: 69 + 567

Current Location: Outside Tortoent