Chapter 459

Translator: Nat

Aegir POV

Its been a few weeks since we left Meldora and then another few days after that since we arrived with a larger party near the border where Erich withdrew and set up headquarters.

Right now, I am sitting down at a strategy conference, resting my elbow on the table without looking at the giant map.

In the meeting place, Erich and the other staff officers are pointing at the map and arguing, but they only discuss the repositioning of troops or the supply routes and there are no signs they would touch the topic of a decisive battle.

Bored of the matter at hand, I turn and whisper to the person next to me.

Theyre not moving, huh?

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The enemy cannot afford to mount an offensive. After we retreated, they did not pursue us. Hyaa geez!

To entertain myself, I bring my right hand under the table and poke the side and waist of Celia who is standing beside me.

Although Celia resisted slightly, she did not seem to dislike my teasing and countered by prodding at my back.

I understand the enemys situation, but were just talking about repositioning.

I see no change in the enemys squad placement or formation. I believe what Lord Hardlett is ah!

My left hand slithers down Mylas thigh.

She glares back angrily, but when my hand gently rubs her leg back and forth, I feel her open them up a tiny bit.

Unhappy that she was left behind, Myla was in a bad mood the whole day yesterday.

However, the more a woman is upset, the more passionate the night time reconciliation becomes. Last night was pretty intense.

The dignified Myla drooled as she screamed like an animal and I was aroused every time she seemed close to passing out.

In the missionary position, she would lock her legs tightly around my waist, in the cowgirl position, she would arch her body way backI should stop reminiscing.

I wont be able to make any excuses if I ejaculate in the war council.

I think it would be fine if we tested the waters with an attack.

This time, Yakov brings himself up to my ear and whispers back to me so that no one else could hear.

The thing is, the staff officers are going on about morale and about how our moves need to be based on proven results, thats why our overall mobility is dulled. The General should speak up and geh!

!?

Yakov stops himself in the middle of complaining to Erich.

Its not because he was conscious of his surroundings.

It was because a cloudy substance suddenly trickled from Mylas legs to the chair and then along the chair until it spilled onto the floor.

Did the outcome of yesterdays lovemaking leak out just now?

It got stuck inside her due to how thick it was and was probably loosened when I touched her thigh.

Thankfully, Myla is seated, so the others cannot directly see what is happening.

Myla blushes and purses her lips, trying to look straight ahead like nothing was wrong.

Not only was the chair a mess, but it was already spreading to the floor, so she could not stand up and could only stay calm in hopes that nobody would realize. Even so, there was nothing she could about the smell.

what is this fishy smell? It smells familiar.

I also hear a sound like sugar syrup being worked. Could this be an enemy spy?

Thats right, its the same scent coming from my wife after I left the house for military duties. Why is this smell on the battlefield?

The staff officers and commanders start to notice.

I think its off topic, but if the current agenda has been thoroughly investigated, it wouldnt matter.

Everyone follows the wafting smell and starts glancing at me.

Mylas expression stays the same, but her body trembles and tears well up in the corners of her eyes.

If people found out that semen dripped out from her during the war council, she might stay in bed forever.

I have to save her.

Military Commissioner.

I raise my hand and get up from my chair.

Even if Myla didnt leak anything, I had something to say. Now I can get it off my chest.

Why are we wasting precious time on trifling matters?

Everyones gazes focus on me.

Of course, Erich gives me a serious stare as well.

What did you say?

I believe I already told you that the aforementioned weapons were taken from the ancient ruins in Meldora and that they have been stopped. Why are we still hesitating to attack?

The staff officers exchange looks, and after mumbling amongst each other, make troubled expressions.

We have certainly received Lord Hardletts report. You embarked on a mostly solo mission, aided by the friendly Aless, and captured Meldoraproving yourself to be a brave matchless general, and I have no shred of doubt about that.

however, the things you mentioned like the ancient Jirubiru ruins, magic weapons, and giant mechanical soldiersas well as sending an order from the center of the ruins to stop all weapons dont sound very realistic.

Furthermore, you said that the ancient fortress has been sealed and can no longer be entered

So they think Im lying?

When I stared at the staff officers, they awkwardly avoided eye contact and looked to Erich for help.

I dont believe you lied. You dont have a reason to. it is, however, possible that you misunderstood or mistook what you saw. It sounds ridiculous even now when I repeat the story to myself.

Does it?

There was a large space beneath the castle which happened to be an ancient fortress.

We asked an automatic puppet we discovered there to disable the enemys mysterious weapons, led giant mechanical soldiers to conquer Meldora, then closed the entrance to the fortress to prevent future entry.

Yep, sounds like a lie to me.

I havent seen any change in the enemy camp from the time you departed until now. Those weapons are still placed in vital points and staring us straight in the face. It would have been easier to understand if they burst into flames or fell apart

Im not doubting Lord Hardlett by any means, its that the possibility of the weapons still working will lead to an inevitable defeat if we launch an attack.

Supposing we are able to retreat while minimizing losses, the consecutive defeats we will suffer during the chance we finally get to turn the battle around will cause the unity of the vassal lords to waver, or worse, cause the people to lose confidence in the royal family

As Erich folds his arms, the staff officers, fearful of retaliation from me, supplement Erichs reasoning.

They dont have to be so afraid, Im not going to lose my cool and attack them here.

Well, I understand what theyre saying.

If I was in their positions and were told this crazy story right before being ordered to risk my life in battle, my answer would also be no.

Thats why I should have used action instead of words from the beginning.

If you see her, Im sure you will believe what I said about the ancient ruins.

I pull the hand of the female who I asked to stand behind me.

Aahn, father.

Appearing is Naesyswait, thats the wrong person.

Celia closes her eyes and points her face up at the ceiling.

My mistake. I mean her.

This time, Im sure I pulled Tikuku.

Rainbow colored hair, how unusual.

Her eyes are also like that of a monster no, theres no way you would be walking around with a monster.

Erich holds up a hand as people start to get restless.

So, who might you be? What do you know about those weapons?

I nod when Tikuku turns to me for permission.

I am T-99, facility preservation and management support type automatic puppet. Based on the known information, I estimate the weapons you are referring to are the A-7 magic cannon and the R-12 scatter shot suppressing magic cannon. Both weapons have been forced to shut down by my authority 461 hours ago. As a result of the central core being frozen, it is impossible to reactivate them on an individual level. The Bados fortress is an integrated fortress for defending a wide area, allowing for remote control of large magic weapons within a 500 km radius.

Although she spoke rapidly, each word was clearly enunciated.

Now, everyone should be convinced.

What do you think?

I ask full of confidence.

But their reactions were different from what I expected.

It still doesnt make sense.

Yes, that only raises one more question.

Erich is similarly conflicted.

From my point of view, this girl is simply someone who speaks fast and has strange hair and eyes. I need to see more concrete evidence.

I didnt think they would be so doubtful.

I cant exactly dismantle Tikuku either, I have to rely on her to prove what she is.

Tikuku, dont you have any special skill to verify the truth of the ancient civilization?

Request is ambiguous, cannot comprehend. Please provide a specific action.

I show Tikuku the records of the inconsequential transport corps piled in front of me for a few seconds, then flip it over.

You can memorize all of that, right? Transcribe it back to me.

Very well.

Tikuku replicates the list of what she only saw for a few seconds with 100% accuracy.

Once again, I look at Erich to see what he thinks.

Impressive memory. I want her as my secretary. what does that have to do with the ancient civilization though?

That wasnt good enough either?

I look around, point the handle of the pen I found downward and rest it on top of Tikukus head.

Keep your balance so the pen doesnt fall.

Very well.

Tikuku stands straight without trembling a single bit.

What does Erich think?

She has great balance. She must have a talent for acrobatics, just like the girl beside you.

I turn and notice Celia also copying her.

When she makes eye contact with me, she shrinks apologetically.

The faces of Erich and the staff officers change from stunned to annoyed.

Please Tikuku, cant you do anything else?

Please provide a specific instruction and I will execute it.

I cant think of anything. Oh, right.

Do something a human cant do. Anything is fine.

Tikukus head tilted briefly and then she turned to Erich.

Already having no further expectations, Erich watches with his elbow resting on the table.

Executing action a human body is incapable of.

Tikukus head rotates so that it faces backward.

Dowah!!

The commanders and staff officers paying attention fall over.

Tikuku walks forward a couple steps and then returns her head to its original position after making one complete rotation.

An action the human body is incapable of.

Despite her expressionless, it seemed like she puffed out her flat chest proudly, but her head was slightly off-center.

How about that?

sorry, the only thing I can say about this girl is that she appears to be a multi-talented performer. Honestly, Im becoming more suspicious of whether the weapons were really stopped.

That was when one of the staff officers timidly raised his hand.

I have a suggestion, if everyone is alright with it.

Judging from his reserved attitude, he must have the lowest rank among the staff officers.

Nonetheless, Erich smiles and welcomes him to share his idea.

Dorcen. Speak your mind. We arent getting anywhere with this street performance anyways.

How vile.

Yessir! I propose that we form a small assault force and attack the enemy base to force them to use the weapons.

Scouting their strength, I guess thats pretty standard. Even if they are repelled, its not enough to be counted a defeat although if the army is not large enough, there is a chance the enemy will not use the weapon.

When Erich points out a potential flaw in the plan, the staff officer named Dorcens eyes nervously glance at me.

Right, the force must contain a small number of people but also provide enough of a threat to the enemy. The members must excel in battle and be known by name

Even Erich looks at me and jerks his chin two times to spur me on.

Ill go.

As I interrupt Dorcen, Erich taps his finger on the desk, peering into my eyes as he does so.

Thats right. I left it to you so Ill have you take responsibility until the very end.

Although he spoke in a disgusted tone, he doesnt seem pissed off.

He was just curious.

Then I will select the point of attack!

Sure, Im counting on you.

Dorcen salutes and leaves the meeting place.

Our real attack will come after we confirm the stoppage of the weapons. Everyone, we cannot relax but please rest your bodies.

Erich proceeds to wrap up the war council.

I guess now is as good a time as any.

Its time to look after Celia, Tikuku, Naesys, and Myla.

There is already a puddle at Mylas feet.

Im amazed at how much I pumped inside her.

Lord Hardlett. I will be handing you the order documents for the operation personally, so follow me to my room.

Yessir.

I exit the assembly hall along with Erich.

As soon as we escape from line of sight, he stands next to me.

Whats your real motive?

Fuu, so you figured out after all.

A brief smile forms on Erichs face, only to disappear just as quickly.

Since it came from you, I have no doubt that those weapons have been stopped. There is no need to check any further.

Then why?

Erich shows me a reluctant expression.

The one Im doubting isnt you. Its Dorcen.

Ah

Im convinced. The look Erich gave that guy was clearly strange.

Its just a hunch though.

Hes almost certainly guilty. In all likelihood, he is keeping in touch with South Yuguria however I dont want to conduct a public investigation for a traitor. We cant fight while suspecting our companions after all.

So, are you planning to set a trap?

Erich twists his neck slightly.

To be more accurate, Im going to spring his trap and foil it by throwing you in it.

That doesnt sound very pleasant.

The only information I gave to Dorcen was the report that you wrote and whatever you talked about during the war council. The report written by your subordinateTristan, I believewas only read by me. He will create his trap based on that. See through it.

Im not going to worry why my report is being used as a fake.

Its probably because I made too many errors.

Understood. But can I ask something basic?

Erich makes a face like hes fed up.

I know its a dumb question, but I thought Id ask anyway.

If you know Dorcen is guilty, why not eliminate him immediately? If youre concerned with how it affects others, you could make it look like an accident.

Dorcen is the lowest rank within the staff officers.

Hes not expendable, but the entire army wont collapse if he dies.

If hes a traitor, it would be better if he was gotten rid of right away. Hes not a female either.

I have to be completely sure before making a decision when he isnt 100% guilty on the surface.

I wait for his explanation to continue.

Frankly, Dorcen is someone Ive known for a while. During the days in the Wings of Dawn, he was a clever kid who often followed merecently, I got the impression that he finally figured out how to use his smarts.

Erich closes his eyes and sighs like he was disappointed in how things turned out.

So he was one of his long-serving members?

Now that I think about it, I remember seeing his face back then every so often.

He isnt particularly attached to money and he doesnt have a strong desire to be promoted. I cant figure out the reason hes contacting South Yuguria. Perhaps he isnt satisfied with me somehow

Erichs eyes open again.

In other words, a personal issue. You still want to go through with the plan?

Yes.

An immediate answer, huh? I dont exactly want to do anything for this Dorcen guy, but Erich will owe me one.

I should accept his request even if its a hassle and a little dangerous.

So what will I get in return?

Haha, already negotiating conditional terms?

Erich chuckles.

After the battle in Meldora, I picked up the former King Busco and his two daughters. I want you to let them stay here.

hey.

His voice sounds scary.

Well, I listened to Erichs personal problem so its only fair if he listens to a personal request of mine.

You idiot! Dont lump my feelings toward a senior subordinate together with your carnal desires! Knowing you, Im sure the two girls are already pregnant!

Erich takes a breath and calms down.

they were the two girls standing behind you during the war council, right? Meaning the one on his knees behind them is Busco? I think he was occasionally getting kicked by them.

Haa, hes a rather despicable fellow whose wife and children no longer love him.

Busco has been following behind me on his hands and knees.

Normally, seeing someone prostrate before me is unpleasant, but this goes beyond that, and Im even a little impressed that hes willing to climb up stairs like that.

Anyways, Im counting on you. Take Agors battalion with you. You two are close and the numbers are just right.

This is simply a warm-up battle.

I wonder what the trap will be.

A Few Days Later. Southern Border A Certain Fort.

Hm, it matches with the information so far.

Sekrit, who was up in the trees, bends her body backward and falls head first.

Dowah!

As Agor and I rush to catch her, Sekrit twists her body in midaid and lands on the top of Agors head.

It appears to be an ordinary fort with a stone wall and a wooden fence, guarded by roughly 2000 soldiers in standard positions. There are 2 big ones and 3 small ones sitting on the watchtowers.

Sekrit ignores the agonizing Agor and re-equips the armor she removed to climb up the tree as she reports her findings.

She circles around, just far enough out of my reach, and returns to where allied soldiers were hiding

I see. Then let us begin as planned.

I extend a hand towards Sekrit to check on her, but she casually backsteps and dodges me.

Shes angry that I didnt take her to Meldora.

And unnecessarily so, especially since Celia talked boastfully about her experience in the ruins.

For this particular operation, Im accompanied only by battalion commander Agor, Sekrit, and Tikuku.

Celia was too excited and would likely make a blunder so she was held back by Erich.

Agor is coming obviously because hes the commanding officer, Tikuku is coming because Im worried what would happen if shes out of my sight, and I had intended to also bring the visibly angry Brynhildr and Sekrit to make up for not taking them the last time.

However, Brynhildr didnt even present herself to me, while Sekrit, who I thought agreed silently, turned out to still be upset.

Last night, I wanted to lay with her like I did with Myla

Except she only used her mouth for a bit and quickly went to sleep before I could cum.

I pleaded for her to continue, but she refused, leaving me utterly helpless. Because of that, I couldnt calm down last night.

The soldiers around me talk noisily.

Lord Hardlett has had that boner since this morning.

Is he turned on from seeing bloodregardless, its huge. I initially thought he had a sword in his pants.

No, he gets like that when he wants to fuck the enemy. What a fearsome man.

hey. Why are you also getting hard? Why are you breathing so heavily from seeing Hardlett?

If weird rumors arise again and suppress the recent evaluations of myself as a fierce general, Im holding Sekrit accountable.

I will fulfill my role. But I wont be mounting you for a while.

Sekrit removes the prosthetic attachment for daily usage and latches one that has a hose equipped.

Ill use this instead of a cock to relieve myself.

Her red tongue slithers out of her pale lips and licks the tip of her artificial arm.

How long are you going to writhe in pain? Commence the attack.

This woman, treating someone who was going to help her in such a manner begin the attack, do as we planned!

Agor shouts his order angrily.

The soldiers in hiding jump out and charge toward the enemy fort.

Enemy attack!!

They really came! So its them

Get to your stations and intercept them! Special cannons? Those will be used at the fort rulers discretion. Give your best effort first!

Are you all ready? Dont screw this up.

Although they were briefly stunned, the enemy soldiers reacted quickly to the surprise attack.

Hooh. This is

Sekrit glances at me, then the corners of her mouth curl up.

I didnt tell her what Erich told me, so it must be her gut instinct.

On the other hand, our allied soldiers know nothing of the situation.

They are running as fast as they can to get closer to the fort before the enemy weapons activate.

Agor, as the exemplary commander he is, is running slightly behind the first line of soldiers and inspiring his troops, while we are hanging back until its our turn.

Anyways, what a mysterious individual.

Sekrit eyes Tikuku.

She isnt making any metallic sounds as she runs, but her movements are odd.

Her slender arms are somewhat spread out and shes taking small but fast strides.

Although she is running like an infant who doesnt know any better, shes easily keeping up with us.

No, shes actually slowing occasionally, meaning she can probably go much faster.

Loose!

Agor shouted his order when a suitable distance was closed, signalling his soldiers to shoot about a thousand flaming arrows at the enemy fort.

Like most battalions, Agors army consisted of a thousand members.

A thousand arrows were fired, meaning everyone had their own bow and arrow.

Our objective this time, at least on the surface, was to verify whether the enemy weapons were stopped.

For that reason, we needed an impactful attack.

And so it was decided that everyone, including those not part of the archer unit, will blast the enemy.

Surely, such a collective volley will provide a sufficient threat

Kuku, pathetic.

Accuracy rate: 22%.

Many soldiers who arent primarily archers miss badly, let alone hit their target, and some fail to even shoot properly, instead they misfire into the ground in front of them or set their arm on fire.

Dont laugh. All that matters is if it looks intimidating.

I peek at the group of men and women huddled together at the back.

The people Erich ordered me to protect at all costs are not Agors subordinates, they are information officers.

Our surface objective of confirming the status of the ancient weapons will only be achieved when this group, specifically deployed for that goal, sees it with their own eyes.

Our allies immediately drop their bows to the ground after one shot. The ancient weapons have yet to fire.

What was next again?

Fire bombs. We dont have siege weapons because of our strict march.

Sekrit answers.

But when I reach out to her, she slaps my hand away.

Soldiers light the porcelain vessels on fire, swing them by the attached ropes to build up centrifugal force and then hurl them.

The pots shatter on the outer edges of the fort, on the walls, and a few inside, spilling the burning oil contained within the bombs.

That was when retaliation came in the form of arrows and ballista bolts, causing the first casualties on our side.

The ancient weapons still remain silent.

I mean, of course they will.

Power source of the A-7 magic cannons have been completely turned off. It is impossible to use them.

Tikuku says to me.

At the same time, an arrow from the enemy hits her forehead with a soft clink, who then silently rubs the spot with her hands.

Didnt I tell her to be careful not to injure her face?

What was after that?

It should be obvious.

Sekrits breathing becomes rough.

Its party time.

Our allied soldiers yell wildly as they encroach on the fort.

Sekrit also pushes her way to the front.

A unison attack, huh I want to join in too, but Ill be a little more patient.

As soldiers reach the wall, they throw the torches over the top, break the wooden fence with hammers, and attempt to climb up with ropes and ladders.

We cant beat them in a shootout against their turrets! Keep them in check as you climb up quickly!

Use your shields to tightly guard your side from arrows and stones! Give up if you get hit by a catapult!

Match your timing and climb up the ladder together. If you go separately, youll only be knocked off!

Of course, the enemies wont let us do as we please.

Countless arrows fly at our soldiers, boulders are flung from catapults installed inside the walls, and crossbows aim from the gaps of the outer wooden fence.

Shoot down the ones holding the ladders! Defeating the shieldbearers wont do anything!

The gates are impenetrable thanks to Her Majestys grace. Just watch out for anyone who tries to climb over!

Go ask the ruler of the fort one more time to use the special cannons!

Allied soldiers flood into the fort while the enemy tries to prevent it with a rain of arrows and stones.

There are no signs of the ancient weapons or cannons being used as the normal siege progresses to its climax.

If theyre going to shoot, now should be the time.

I speak loud enough for the information officers to hear.

If the ancient weapons fired now where our troops were clustered together, we would be dealt a serious blow.

Thats if they could fire.

Oh, someone I recognize is climbing the ladder no, that person is stepping on an ally soldiers head and jumping up.

It goes without saying, its Sekrit.

Whats wrong? Try shooting me.

Sekrit spreads her arms out, taunting the enemies.

Of course, the enemy soldiers mercilessly bombard her with arrows.

Gyaa!!

However, before the projectiles landed, Sekrit bounced straight up and the only one who turned into a porcupine was the poor ally soldier she used as a footstool.

Cmon, dance!

An overwhelming stream of fire shoots out from Sekrits left arm.

Gyaaaaa!

W-what is that fire!? Is it magic!?

My bodys on fire! So hot! Save meee!!

I can hear the terrified shouting and Sekrits maniacal laughter from over here.

I thought she said that fire-breathing prosthetic attachment wasnt interesting, but she used it anyway.

Next is over there.

Sekrit lands back down on the head of the dead ally soldier and leaps again right before he falls.

She sets her sights on a watchtower and sprays her hellfire.

The turret is reinforced with iron plating which doesnt catch fire easily, but naturally has holes to allow arrows to be shot out.

Flames must have sneaked into those gaps, because doors and windows of the turret open from the inside, and enemy soldiers enveloped in flames start falling off.

Sekrit cackles as she watches victims of her attack burn to deathI think thats a big enough impact.

The information officers discuss among themselves with a strict gaze.

It looks like they really cant shoot them after all?

No, the fortress side hasnt felt real danger yet. Its possible their ammunition is precious and is being saved.

I dont know if theyre being stubborn, but the information officers remain suspicious.

With that said, this is still a battlefield and if they get complacent, it doesnt matter if theyre in the back

Hey.

Kyaa!?

A female officer covers her face when my hand thrusts at her, thinking I was going to punch her.

Obviously, I wouldnt do that.

My right hand caught an incoming enemy arrow in the nick of time.

Youre on the battlefield. Talking is fine.

Than wakya!?

Before she could finish her sentence, I grabbed her head and pushed it down.

A rock from a catapult narrowly grazes her hair.

But at least watch whats in front of you.

A small pebble from the resulting crash bounced up and hit Tikuku in the forehead. And she once again rubbed the spot slowly with her hands.

Hey, I told you to be careful too.

As I help her up by her waist, I give her ass a quick pat.

Is this not enough? If I was the enemy, I would have used it already.

W-well, thats a matter capable of shifting the tides of battle, so we must be as cautious as possible

What a drag.

It isnt a good idea to kill any more of Agors soldiers either.

Ill go. Watch closely.

I month Schwartz and kick his belly.

His giant black body gallops like the wind and jumps into the fray.

Youll understand everything with this one attack.

I raise my Keravnos.

Blow away.

I point the tip of my spear at the gate and attract all of the enemys hostility.

Sunlight reflects off the Keravnos and it shines brightly.

I leave a trail of tumult in my wake.

The range of the mini genocide cannon is 150 m. Shall I use it?

Ignoring Tikuku, who followed me like she was expected to, I shoulder the Keravnos and draw my Dual Crater.

Margrave of the kingdom of Goldonia, Aegir Hardlett, has arrived. Open the way.

Shouting at a volume Im not particularly fond of, I cut through the allies who jump out of the way and race to the front of the gates, dismounting from Schwartz when I get there.

I plant my feet firmly on the ground and bring my Dual Crater back, inhaling and holding a belly full of air.

Normally, the Dual Crater can slice through a wooden gate, even if its reinforced with iron, like butter.

But I know this gate has been strengthened by that item from the ruins.

Thats why I need a full-powered strike.

I swing my sword, letting out an unintentional grunt of effort in the process.

A metallic clank resounds on contact and I feel the same recoil as when I hit a steel object, enough to numb my hand.

Dont be so reckless. If I was not residing in here, your sword would have broken.

I did it because youre in there.

Slowly, the blade starts to cut into the gate.

Why do I have to be involved in a boring war between humans?

A red light begins to radiate from the blade and the speed at which it cuts the gate increases.

Guooh!!

I let out a strong low-pitched groan at the end.

The Dual Crater slams into the ground and the strengthened gate finally splits in half.

I make eye contact with a young South Yuguria soldier boy carrying a bunch of arrows in his arms, probably running to replenish ammunition for the archers.

Hey. Im here.

DDedemon

The boy drops his load and falls on his ass. A visible stain appears on the front of his pants.

I pick him up by the collar and throw him to the corner before yelling back to the troops.

The gate is open. Follow me.

The battle cries interlock with the near-screams of the enemys encouragement.

Arrows fly at me from a turret.

But the trajectory of the projectiles shot from the small arrow slits were easy to prepare for.

I swipe away three with my Dual Crater, dodge another three, and catch and throw away the last one with my bare hands.

I slide directly under the watchtower and cut one of the supporting pillars in half.

This part wasnt reinforced, so I used too much power for a rather unsatisfying result.

A bunch of enemy soldiers start screaming and jumping off as the watchtower tilts.

Some fall on their heads and break their necks, while others land awkwardly on their feet, breaking their ankles and rendering themselves helpless to being stabbed by my allies.

P-push them back toward the gate! Charge three at a time!

Prompted by their commander, three small fries run at me.

As the leader draws his sword, the three enemy soldiers simultaneously lift their spears and run right past me.

E-eh? I missed?

I couldnt see him move. Where is he? I cant turn around.

Somehow its hard to breathe.

Shortly after, the severed heads, shoulders, and chests of the three small fries plop to the ground.

He took out all three in an instant

Make that four.

I punch a hole in the commanders chest as he is still in shock.

He slowly looks down to the gaping wound and dies.

That strength, that wickedness, its undoubtedly the demon!

The formidable enemy that we were briefed on was this guy!? This is a bad joke!

To begin with, why would he personally attack such a small fort!?

Hes the devil! He doesnt care about strategy. His only objective is to kill humans!!

They sure are saying whatever they want about me.

Whatever, playing the part of demon seems like itll work in my favor.

Dont fret! The demon starts killing the ones who are afraid first! If you fight in the name of Her Majesty and the Empire, a demon is nothing to be scared of!

A tough-looking knight clad in metal armor shouts as he brandishes his spear.

His inspiration elicited a small cheer from the enemy soldiers.

I am Rimbad, known as the guardian of Harves Valley! Demon, fear my name!

Where are you? Who are you?

I switch weapons to my Keravnos to match his spear.

Have a taste of this thrust, praised to be as fast as lightning!

He steps forward and performs consecutive thrusts with his spear.

It falls short of lightning speed, but I admit its rather sharp. At the very least, my eyes arent fast enough to follow the spearhead.

I brush away the thrust to my chest with my spear.

I jump and avoid the thrust at my feet.

I tilt my head to let the thrust aimed at my head miss.

When he lunges at my arm out of frustration, I ward it off and counter with a front kick to his solar plexus.

Goh! Goho! W-why are my lightning strikes being dealt with so easily!?

That was a surprisingly effective attack through armor.

Some guardian you are.

His thrusts are certainly fast.

Furthermore, he attacks in a way that doesnt leave a huge opening even if he misses, so the probability of eating an unexpected attack is low.

But thats what makes them easy to read.

Hes only aiming for safe spots that dont cause him to overextend.

A low-level opponent wouldnt think too much of such a pattern, but its more difficult to defeat someone of equal or greater skill with that kind of strategy.

This is how you attack.

I lower my body and dash forward.

Kuh! You wont break through my impenetrable defense!

He repels my lunge to his chest and the both of us stagger.

He barely avoids my full-powered strike to his feet and I stumble forward, while he stumbles backward.

In my forward-leaning position, I force a swing at his head and knock his spear away when he blocks.

I fend off the sword he draws out of desperation with my gauntlet, then thrust into the center of his chest with my spear.

A guy who keeps attacking is stronger than a guy constantly on defence.

Gh, gahhow mortifying

I hold up the body of the self-proclaimed guardian skewered on my spear.

His blood trickles down onto the shaft.

The beautiful silver is stained by the dark liquid.

Kukuku hahaha fuhahahahaha!!

My laughter echoes throughout the battlefield.

Enemy and ally alike stop fighting to gaze at me and their eyes fill with terror and awe respectively.

I dont particularly like or find it interesting to shed blood, but I need to act in this situation.

What Im more worried about is whether Tikuku would get upset that I dirtied the spear.

Identified current fighting style. Updating information shot, no damage registered.

She doesnt seem angry.

Mu, shes rubbing her forehead again after taking a hit. How come all the arrows are drawn to that spot?

Next is

I walk slowly towards the turret exclusively installed with the ancient weapons.

There arent any enemies standing in the way.

I gradually make my way closer, knowing that if the information officers see me kick the tower down with a single kick, theyll find out how useless the weapons are.

That was when it happened.

Special cannonsfire!

An arrogant-looking man probably the commander who rules the fort stood beside the weapons and shouted.

I snort, spreading my arms and taunting him.

Kukuku, how amusing. Come on, shoot me.

The ancient weapon glows red and the ground in front of me suddenly explodes.

Guoooooh!!

My body if lifted into the air. I somehow orient myself in midair to land on my back.

Noticing my body was also on fire, I rolled on the ground to extinguish the flames.

I evaluate my situation instantaneously.

My head is still attached, my stomach hasnt burst open, my limbs havent been severed, and none of my bones are broken.

I didnt suffer any major damage, but the ringing in my ears dazed me enough that I cant stand up right away.

As the ringing similar to 100 crappy musicians playing their instruments faded, I could hear distorted cheers from the enemy soldiers.

The demon blew up!!

The cannons bestowed to us by Her Majesty are unbeatable!!

Hurray, South Yuguria!!

Eeei, my head hurts.

A comparatively soothing voice followed up.

Are you alright?

Tikuku this isnt what you told me. I thought you said you stopped them.

Naturally, I feel a little resentment towards her.

Sure, getting hurt has something to do with it, but its mostly because I provoked the enemy with such confidence and ended up looking so uncool.

Re-confirming the A-7 magic cannons have been completely stopped.

That cant be, I mean, I was blasted by one just now.

I flick Tikuku on the forehead and wait for another explanation.

Negative. When the A-7 magic cannon is fired, all human bodies within the 10 m blast radius would be blown to smithereens. I repeat, the A-7 magic cannons have been completely stopped. They were not fired.

Holding my aching head, I look up at the weapon.

White smoke and heat haze was coming out from the barrel.

My eyes shift down to the burnt area on the ground.

Almost like it was flaunting its high power, a huge crater was left in the land and black smoke and fire was still rising from the center

Wait, its strange.

I promptly stood up.

I send a glare at my allied soldiers running away in panic at the sight of my defeat and stop them in their tracks.

He stood up! The demon stood up!!

S-so what, well shoot him until he dies!

I stomp the ground a few times and then spread my arms again.

You didnt finish me off. I think you need another shot.

Cheeky bastard! Aim!

The ancient weapon points at me.

I take one step forward at a time, but I dont step outside the range of the blackened mark left by the previous shot.

The ancient weapon should have a lock on its target.

Its also a close range shot. They dont have a reason not to shoot.

Cmon, shoot me.

D-dammit eeei, fire!!

Once again, the ancient weapon glows red and the ground explodes the area way in front of me that is.

It missed!?

T-that happens sometimes! Just finish him with the next shot!

I chuckle, walking toward the place that exploded from that attack.

Analysis complete. Based on the surface temperature and residue, I conclude that the attack is not from the A-7 magic cannon, but from the combustion of a vegetable-based oil and gunpowder

I hold up a hand to silence Tikuku.

Its fine, no need to go on.

Whats wrong, are you done?

Tch! Its not worth using this weapon on an injured person like you. Archers, finish him!

I deflect the incoming arrows with my Dual Crater and Keravnos.

The enemy soldiers start getting anxious.

H-hey, why arent we shooting!? Didnt we already learn that arrows dont work against the demon!?

Dont ask me! Maybe we ran out of ammunition?

My lord! Please hurry and get rid of the demon!

The ruler of the fort turns pale as his soldiers panic.

I quickly peek to the side and dash out of the charred area.

The ruler grins broadly like he won the jackpot of a lottery.

Fuhaha, demon, looks like the time has come to say your last words! Fire!!

The base of the ancient weapon was lit, but nothing else happened.

What are you doing!? I said, fire!

The soldier holds a torch at the base of the weapon, setting the oil slathered there on fire, but thats all.

The jig is up.

I stab my Dual Crater into the ground.

What I discovered was a pot filled with gunpowder and oil.

If something like this explodes under me, of course Im going to be sent flying.

Its a good thing I didnt die.

Its quite a cheap trick now that its revealed. Isnt that right, Mr. Magician Trick?

Sekrit sits on top of the corpse of the enemy soldier who was about to light the fuse and laughs at the head she freshly severed.

Hey, dont mishandle the opponents corpse. I think they were pretty skilled to coordinate the petty explosion trick with the lords orders.

In short, this is the current situation.

Like Tikuku said, the weapons were already stopped.

However, if it was discovered that the weapons said to be their trump card were turned to useless pieces of junk, the Goldonian soldiers would receive a huge boost in morale while the South Yugurian soldiers would suffer a drastic drop in morale.

Thats why they had to hide it.

They had to make it seem that the weapons can only be fired at the most crucial times.

Then we received information from an insider that we should be cautious on our mission to confirm the status of the ancient weapons.

The enemy saw this as a chance. If they could make us believe their weapons still work, we would not be able to advance for the time being.

And the insider himself would be the one formulating the plan, so the enemy has plenty of time to set up any number of traps.

But this confirms that Dorcen is 100% guilty. Its going to be hard to tell Erich.

I slump in disappointment and walk over to my allies.

Did you see that? It was a trick.

I kick over the pot of oil.

Those things are nothing more than fancy paperweights. There is no need to be afraid.

I signal Sekrit with my eyes and she snickers, setting all the fuses on fire.

Eat my magic!

I wave my Keravnos in time with my roar and launch the other traps the enemy had set up.

Man, how refreshing. I always wanted to do that.

Im satisfied.

Now I can leave the rest to the other soldiers.

Crush them.

Go! Chargeee!

Uoooooh!!

Agor follows after me with a command to his troops.

W-were done for! Runnnn!

How could this be!? The country is finished!!

The outcome has been decided.

Our allies leap out triumphantly while the enemies focus solely on fleeing. At this point, troop count or tactics dont matter.

Well, thats that. Time to tend to my wounds and relieve myhm?

My eyes land on a particular group of enemy soldiers.

This is it for me my legs broken I cant walk

Dont give up! Ill carry you actually, thats too much for me, so Ill lend you my shoulder!

I hear a familiar voice.

My bad, toph. Anyway, why are you unharmed?

A flaming arrow hit me in the head and I was knocked out until now. Fortunately, it was right in my helmet, so I wasnt hurt. With that said, I have no idea whats going on, lets just run for now!

A familiar muscular back, one that only looks strong.

Good thing the enemy doesnt have cavalry! If we can reach the riverbed ahead of us, we can escape! Hurry, Chri

Thats a familiar name.

Hurry, Christoph!

I know, Zillia. You watch out for stray arrows too.

Theres no mistaking it. Its that idiot.

Christoph!

When I yell at him, he turns around and our eyes meet.

G-general

Christoph stares in disbelief, then covers his face apologetically with his helmet before running off.

As I was debating whether or not to chase after him, a melee broke out and I lost sight of him.

What is that idiot doing?

Quite some time has passed since he was captured by South Yuguria.

Im happy he isnt dead, but what is he doing in a place like this?

He was probably brought along as a prisoner or to carry baggage or something.

I sigh, thinking what a hopeless guy he is.

Lord Hardlett, we have confirmed the neutralization of the weapons.

Good work.

The information officers gather around me.

So I had to do all that for you to finally believe me.

I say sarcastically.

The burn I suffered still stings.

I-if you dont mind, I can also treat you

The one who hesitatingly offers is the female officer I protected earlier.

Justtreating?

When I bring my face close to her, she averts her eyes in embarrassment.

I corner her by moving where her line of sight is and smile, prompting her to also reluctantly smile back.

I finish by grabbing her hand with both of mine and rub them coaxingly, causing her to blush and nod with an upward gaze at me.

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 (escaped a tense situation), Celia (disappointed), Irijina (commander), Luna (bow cavalry commander)

Gido (torn off), Pochi (lizard), Leopolt (staff officer A), Tristan (staff officer B), Agor (totally exhausted)

Yakov (like a bandit), Mack (engineer corps captain)

Others:

Ivanna (lethargic), Sekrit (VS) T-99 (VS) Brynhildr ()

Natia (manufacturing drugs), Annette (princess of the 105), Piris (recovery), Baroness Escaote (nursing), Seika (unsatisfied with nursing), Naesys (sisterly love), Nasis (sisterly love), Busco (low-life)

Army Southern Goldonia

Under Protagonist: (Injured soldiers, recovering soldiers, as well as conscripts, return of security unit)

Escort Unit: 60 70

Infantry: 4500 4800

Cavalry: 670

Archers: 670 680

Cannoneers: 380

Bow Cavalry: 7000 7500

Independent Celia Squad: 400 500

Conscripts + Security Unit: 17 000 10 000

Cannons: 40, Large Cannons: 23, Dwarven Cannons: 16, Field Artillery: 20, Chariots: 45

Reinforcements / Allied Forces

105 Army Corps: 3500 3600

Fleet

Battleship Suvorov, Battleship Aless of Aless, and others: All grounded.

Transport Ships: 20

Ally Forces: Royal Army: 50 000

Conscripts: 35 000 50 000

Enemy Force: Regular Soldiers: ?

Conscripts: ?

Cavalry Army: 25 000 ?

Assets: -10 000 gold

Sexual Partners: 793, children who have been born: 69 + 567

Current Location: South Yuguria Pre-war Border