103 [2-37] Black muddled forest girl (2/2)

They rushed toward the people who seemed to have no idea what was going on. And then.

”What the hell, ......!

”What the hell are you doing ......?

Like a rolling pin running over bread dough, the carnage began.

The knights and even the rampaging warhorses are terrifying. A kick to the leg can kill you instantly. They were far more terrifying than any demon.

Somewhere, a trumpet was blown messily. A warning that there had been a surprise attack.

But it was too late to notice.

While everyone was distracted by the fire, Coxsone had killed the general and the princess had taken the rear of the line.

In the relatively safe rear were mainly Transportation Corps.

Some of the guards were probably knights who were as skilled as the most experienced adventurers, but the rest of the Blue and Silver Kizuna kept them in check. If the princess were to join them, she would be able to kick the knights out of the guards. The rest are just a few non-combatants and the attendant bouncers of the sake merchants, so there are only so many of them.

And now, they were the princess's soldiers. While they were distracted by the burning transports, the princess took control of them and made them ready for battle.

A black shadow blended into the night, hovering above the crowd that was fighting for their lives.

No, that's ridiculous. ...... Why ............

A dwarf soldier, who had apparently come out with only an axe and no armor, looked up at the heavens in dismay.

Dwarves, who have adapted to living underground, can see the landscape even with little light.

The dwarves can see. The beautiful figure of a princess spreading her wings and soaring through the night sky.

A silver-haired, silver-eyed girl. A rose painted in blood.

There's no mistaking her for anyone else.

The name ...... has been imprinted in the minds of all those participating in this march more strongly than any other.

”Why is the Rose Princess of Hell in this place?

The bosses of demons usually set up a base and do not move from it.

In particular, when it comes to battle, they will retreat to a dungeon in the middle of nowhere and let their minions fortify their defenses.

It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for and what you need to do to get it.

But.

I'm not sure what to make of it.

I'm not sure what to make of it.

The dwarf soldiers were surprised to see the princess and fought.

But the next moment he had turned on his heel and was slashing at his allies behind him.

What are you doing?　Hey, ally, ally ......!

I'm not sure what to make of this.

It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

I wonder how many of them realized that this change of heart was due to the vampire's ability, the evil eye of fascination.

The evil eye that charms the opposite s*x into becoming loyal servants regardless of race.

Even if you can't see them clearly, as long as you see their eyes glowing vermilion at the moment of activation, they are effective.

For some reason, it is said that most vampires are male. The reason for this is not clear, but the actual cases reported are all male.

However, when female vampires do appear, they are seen as a far greater threat than male vampires. This is because there are far more males involved in the fight, and they are all subject to the evil eye of enchantment.

Incidentally, war horses and war cavalry are also basically male.

It was no longer a battle, but a violation.

It may be that the attackers were not ready for battle, but more than that, those who fight to save their lives and those who fight to die work too differently. A man with a hammer can kill a well-trained knight.

”Kill as many as you can and then die. That was the princess's order.

But the war gradually became more competitive.

A few of the princess's soldiers blew up at once and rained down on the rest.

”Is there no way to save these guys?

There's too many of them!　There's just no way to save them!

A large warrior (fighter) is swinging his greatsword like a club, cleaving with the belly of the sword. ”This is Igor, the leader of the Dune Clamps.

Igor leads the way, followed by the adventurers.

The Evil Eye of Enchantment does not seem to have worked. On the contrary, none of the surrounding soldiers turned. They must be using some kind of ranged defensive magic.

--Here it comes, the dune clasp!

”I'm not sure what to make of this, but I'm sure it's a good idea.

It doesn't matter how many people less than a small army you gather, to the Dune Clasp, one person or a thousand will be the same.

--Then this is my job!

Coxon readied his sword and flew.

His legs felt like they were exploding. In fact, the energy was almost an explosion.

The ”Flash Leg” technique.

He moves by spraying magical energy from the armor on his legs or the boots that are integrated with the armor. This was the technique that Coxsone had mastered.

Coxsone soared into the night sky, spinning gently as he was swept by his legs.

When he thought Igor's figure was approaching, he made another sudden stop, closed the distance at once and hit him with a backward kick in the air. He caught the kick with his sword and slashed at Igor with his sword while landing in a single vertical turn.

Igor caught Coxsone's sword in his basket and shouted at him with a loud voice that shattered his eardrums.

”You fool, Coxsone!　Come to your senses!

The wizard is chanting a spell behind Igor as he holds Coxsone back.

--This word is ...... restorative?

”Calm!

At about the same time the wizard used his magic on Coxsone.

”What the hell ......?

Coxon was coughing up blood.

Igor in front of him was also shocked.

His body was hot.

Many swords and spears were piercing Coxsone's body from behind as if they were sewing through his armor.

Something's wrong. There's something...

--What is it?　Why did I risk my life to fight for ...... the Rose Princess of Hell?

Until a moment ago, Coxsone didn't have any doubts.

”He thought it was only natural that he should give his all to the Rose of Hell, and he was happy with himself for doing so.

The Evil Eye of Enchantment. Coxsone's protective talisman, which he had been carrying as a precaution, was instantly smashed, and he was mesmerized by the evil eye.

And he was killed before he could regain his senses.

...... The goal of this battle was to stop the supply and destroy the reinforcements for the ”Rose Princess of Hell”. In the event that you're not sure what you're looking for, there are a few things you can do.

”Create Undead”.

Evil magic invades the dying body of Coxsone.

The feeling and consciousness that had almost disappeared returned.

It no longer belongs to a person, but to a truly loyal servant of the princess. ......

The battle is over.

The battle was over before I knew it.

By the time those who had gone into a frenzy and started fighting each other were defeated, the ”Rose Princess of Hell” and the undead who followed her had disappeared.

All that remained was the wreckage of a transport ship floating on the river, burning slowly. The overturned tents. The groans of the wounded.

And many corpses, human and horse alike. ...... Half of the dead were those who had been manipulated into attacking their allies.

Many of the knights and adventurers were unharmed. Most of those with a certain level of skill survived. The only notable casualties were the four members of the Blue and Silver Bonds.

However, their supplies were almost completely destroyed, and the men and horses carrying them were killed. The hippogriffs of the airborne cavalry were also taken.

Those who had survived were just standing around in the dark, dumbfounded.

Fortunately or unfortunately, their numbers had dwindled. The remaining food would be enough to get them home.

However, all means of transportation had been destroyed. There were even knights who threw away their armor to have food for the journey home.

They could barely make it home. It's impossible to ride into Ciel-Teira and fight. Even if the lives of the fighters are safe, it does not equal the safety of the army.

The army that had returned to Noa Curio in fear of being pursued had been reduced to less than a tenth of its original size.