Because the Exiled Magic Swordsman Was Actually the Pillar (Physical) of the Party, the Heroines of the Hero Cling to It Belatedly.

Chapter 295

Because the Exiled Magic Swordsman Was Actually the Pillar (Physical) of the Party, the Heroines of the Hero Cling to It Belatedly.

A how-to-make harem fantasy of magic swordsman Cleon.Daily from 2:00 to 3:00 + Saturday limited edition at 2:00 PM! It’s okay if you just read the rice cake scene, so please have a good time.Because the writer is writing while going to the company, lately there are a lot of small tardiness. I’m really sorry…!

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Chapter 295 – Free Flight

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Einhejar.

Originally, the servants of the Thunderlord named by that name had bodies made of machines and metal, not living things.

Their souls are bound by an oath with Edin, their ruler, so that even if their bodies are destroyed, they are returned to the Thunder Forge in Valhalla and given new bodies.

As much as Edin’s men hated having their words spoken, they had no mouth, no free will to speak of, and no way to express themselves.

However, that did not mean that they did not have the ego to make judgments even after seeing the situation in front of them.

Speaking of the human condition, it can be said that it is a state of total paralysis.

Their bodies were vessels that existed only to carry out the Thunder Lord’s bidding, and their souls were the fuel that powered them.

Some willingly follow the great Thunderlord, while others serve him as servants of the Edin, bound by pact.

However, they had only one thing in common: they feared the Thunderlord, and that was the reason why a lord could maintain an army.

Originally, they were beings that could not communicate even with colleagues in the same situation right next to them.

However, if you use your body for hundreds or thousands of years, you will find a way even if you don’t like it.

Now, while standing on guard duty, I had enough time to crack a joke or make a joke.

[Hey, did you see the spear of the Thunder God launched earlier?]

One member of the group, who was normally wary of the surroundings, spoke to another person standing tall on duty across from him.

[No. I was ordered by the lord not to move my body or turn my head in this place. I heard it, but I didn’t see it myself.]

He spoke as if he was sorry.

They are in the middle of a huge mining facility.

With only the sound of the noisy excavators reverberating around them, the way they communicate is.

Right away, it was the blinking of the eye light that flowed through the helmet.

They shared a character map created by combining short flashes and long flashes, and did it in their own language.

Originally, it took a long practice if I didn’t write it down somewhere, and it took a lot of time to share the meaning with each other.

Unfortunately, all they had left was time.

In particular, the two men standing here were soldiers who had been fixed in place like stone statues for nearly 50 years.

The two clans, who had not yet been discovered by Edin on how to communicate, needed to talk to each other in order not to go mad without participating in the monarch’s war of conquest.

[Someone seems to have angered the monarch again.]

[The monarch is always angry. Just like an ogre in heat.]

[Oh… You can’t stop it.]

The two Einhejars laughed. Laughter didn’t ring out.

[The monarch is also very worried. Who the hell wants to entrust security to a place like this just because they enter a place like this?]

[That story is already 3,315,623 times, my friend.]

[I can’t help it because I have to do it several times.]

When two people who have forgotten most of their memories of the time when they had a living body are having such a silly conversation.

They wouldn’t know

The fact that there was an intruder passing right in front of them.

The fact that there was Peruluca, who was blocking Gray from moving while watching the twinkling eyes on either side.

‘Really, they are arranged without any gaps… Besides, the inside of the helmet is sparkling as if it recognizes us.’

While Cleon thought so, he thought while riding on Freya’s back her.

Currently, the party unfolds a curtain of darkness, Cleon’s magic that completely erases any presence, and everyone is forcibly riding on Freya’s back her.

Even if you simply counted the number, four people except for Utgart were on board.

I’d be lying if I said Freya was n’t too heavy, but with Cleon sitting at the front of her wide torso her.

Gray, Peruluca, who was relatively small, and finally Sif, who would assist Cleon with his magic his, were sitting.

It is said that it is possible to erase the sound to some extent with the effect of magic, but even that could not be stopped when Freya ran at full speed.

Inevitably, sneakily.

Nearly dozens of Einhejars were advancing, finding a way to the center among the facilities installed.

Because Gray tried to move or spit out exclamations of how strange the surrounding facilities and Einhejars were several times.

Now Peru Luca was behind her, holding her body and mouth shut.

“…How far have you been…?”

When Cleon muttered that, Gray’s pendant sparkled and her voice was heard.

[About half. It’s going smoothly so far.]

“…Sorry, Freya, bear with me.”

Freyja nodded her head without answering her words.

She was wearing armor, but the sweat on the back of her neck her—no, would it be more correct to say she was sap.

Anyway, Cleon could see the liquid flowing out.

Although he could feel Utgart clinging to Cleon’s back her, staring greedily at the liquid.

Thinking of asking for mercy, Cleon shut his mouth.

On the other hand, the two Einhejars, unaware that Cleon and his party were passing in front of them, seemed tired of talking.

I started doing ‘it’, my daily routine.

[Dwarf] [Puff… It’s difficult.] [Then Poodle is fine too] [Pu…Pudding…] [Dingo] [What is that] [It’s an animal. It resembles a dog.] […It’s not like making up something that doesn’t exist, right?] [Laughs]

In the middle of continuing to say such unpoetic endings.

They and Cleon’s party heard something rattling in the sky.

Unable to turn their heads, they hear the sound and stop blinking.

Cleon and his companions held their breath and moved to the corner from the middle of the road.

Appearing in front of them was another Einhejar riding a goat.

[You. Change of place of work Move to the riser with the currently mined resources.]

[What!?]

[Am I finally able to get out of here!?]

Upon hearing the words of Einhejar who rode a goat, the two followers felt that Edin’s control, which had bound them tightly, weakened a little.

Finally, the thought of being able to move their rusted bodies from standing still makes the two of them happy as if they were flying in the sky.

[But why didn’t the direct command come down, and did a family member like you come?]

[That’s right. Originally, orders came directly from Valhalla.]

When the two soldiers expressed their doubts, the warrior on the goat answered.

[The strength of the fortress has been greatly reduced due to the use of the Thunder God’s spear. He said he needed to save even a little since he needed energy to give orders directly.]

[Oops. Power saving.]

[Echo is not important…]

They exchanged nonsensical jokes, and with their bodies able to move for the first time in decades, they began moving to collect the resources recovered from the mine.

“Go, it’s a sword that moves suddenly…”

“S-no way, did you notice our existence…?”

Sif shook her head when Gray and Peruluca made their voices sound anxious.

“No. I don’t think so. If I did, I would have come right here…”

“…For a moment.”

If Cleon listens to Sif and stays quiet.

I could tell that the sound of footsteps around me wasn’t the only one.

“…Could it be that all the people in this facility started moving? All at once?”

“…It’s a big deal… Then you’ll have to avoid moving guys again…!”

Sif spoke in a slightly trembling voice, perhaps aware of the seriousness of the situation.

“…Rather, cancel the magic and charge to the ascending stage like this?”

Cleon shook his head at Freya’s suggestion.

“If they can all move, we can follow them all the way to the lift. After all, I think it’s better to move quietly.”

“If we can spread the number of people, the probability of contact will be reduced, but we can’t use Cleon’s stealth magic…”

“However, even if you stay still here, you can get caught by those who come close.”

[If that happens, you will be surrounded immediately.]

“Then it’s over…!”

At that time, Utgart broke away from Cleon’s back and flew right in front of Cleon’s eyes.

[Apparently… It’s my turn to step in. Cleon.]

Utgart, who had heard the group’s uneasy voices, spoke out like that.

“…Utgart?”

When Sif called out Utgart’s name, as if wondering what else to do with Utgart’s sudden words and actions, Utgart turned to Sif and said.

[Sif. Although the race and the world in which they were born are different. I had the pleasure of traveling the world with you and raising a rebellion that plundered the household of the Thunder Lord.]

“…What are you talking about all of a sudden?”

[They have a means of moving in the air called a goat, but that goat can’t move faster than me. In other words, it is the story that I can move the fastest when I get out of the stealth magic.]

“…Yeah, but… I can’t believe it!?”

“No, it’s too dangerous.”

When Cleon tried to stop him by saying that, Utgart crossed his horns and spoke.

[In a dangerous place, there is honor. If I could dedicate my life to open the way for Cleon and his comrades. There is nothing more glorious than that.]

As Sif quickly reached out and tried to grab him, Utgart moved at lightning speed.

[Goodbye. Comrade And Cleon. My end was with glory and honor.]

Utgart took flight.

It flew up, making a loud flapping sound, and escaped from Cleon’s magic.

“Kuh…!”

“Utgart…! That fool…!”

[I am here! Those of the Thunder Lord’s household!]

As he soared into the sky, all the eyes of the people around him began to focus on him.

“…Freya.”

“… Okay.”

When Cleon called Freya’s name, he began to move his body as if he knew what it meant.

Those who rode goats ascended to the sky first and started chasing after Utgart.

Troops on the ground take out something like a crossbow and shoot it towards the sky.

Utgart flew between the attacks of his followers and began a beautiful final flight.

Thanks to this, the people on the ground stopped moving and began to focus on aiming.

“…Movement stopped. Now.”

Freya carefully passes through the cracks and succeeds in reaching the center of the facility without touching anyone.

“Hermes. Which one is the machine you need to take control of?”

[Scanning. Wait a moment.]

When Cleon asked in an urgent voice, Hermes also began to examine the machines around him as quickly as possible.

It was impossible to control without direct contact, but it was possible to grasp its function even from a distance.

But meanwhile-

“Utgart…!”

When Sif’s voice rang, everyone’s eyes went up to the sky.

Utgart was flying freely in the clear sky, but it was being chased by new goats that appeared around it and the Einhejars riding on the chariots they drove.

[What happened, servants of the Thunder Lord? When you destroyed my hometown, you wouldn’t have been so slow!]

The Einhejars were not allowed to show their will, but after hearing that provocation, for some reason, they began to pursue Utgart even more tenaciously.

“…You can call him on the way up to the riser. Hermes, hurry up.”

“It’s a sword in a hurry…!”

If Cleon and Gray urge Hermes like that, after a while, the pendant’s sparkle will decrease-

[Found. The machine with the elevator control module attached is the instrument panel located 20m away from here.]

Where Hermes pointed by moving Gray’s hand, there were certainly machines with various dials and levers.

“Is that it…! Thin black! Cleon! Plant sister!”

When Cleon and Freya nodded and moved near it with Gray.

Gray quickly puts his hand on the machine.

And—as soon as the hand his touched the surface of the machine, Hermes’ self-consciousness in the pendant flowed through Gray’s arm and hand into the machine.

[Seize Start]

When Hermes’ voice resounded, the color of the magic stone attached to the instrument panel quickly changed to brass.

Rattle. When the sound started to come out, the elevator—the lock of the huge disk that everyone could get on was unlocked.

[Done. This back will move automatically, everyone get on the disc.]

Hermes uttered such a voice as if he had returned to the pendant at some point.

Together, the party climbed onto the giant disc.

And, when all the locks were released, the elevator slowly moved upwards.

Hiding among the piles of metal that had already been placed on the disk, Cleon and his party her dispelled the magic first.

And Sif tries to send a signal to Utgart using the mirror he had.

“Please… Come back to Utgart…!”

Did Utgart not notice Sif’s signal?

Continuing to fly at high speed, it was rather moving away from the elevator.

Therefore, Edin’s men also follow him and move away.

“Utgart… I can’t…”

Cleon clenched his fists as if he had noticed something, but his gaze was naturally turned upwards by a huge aerial fortress that appeared the next moment.

Gray and Peruluca recoiled involuntarily when they saw that the fortress that had appeared to target them earlier had once again appeared above them.

Then, the bottom of the fortress, which seemed to match the size of the disk, began to open slowly.

If we continue to rise like this, we will soon be able to enter the fortress.

However, at the same time, the fortress also began to react to the enemy that appeared in front of them.

Just like when Gray and Amelia were dropped, numerous batteries began moving to target the flying Utgart.

“That stag beetle is smaller and faster than the goat we rode.

Gray also clenched his fists, and Ut talked as if he believed in Ruth.

The next moment, you realize that it is a poor imagination.

Right away, the difference between Goat and Utgart was the top speed.

There is a difference between a machine and a living being.

As much as the goat is a machine, and as much as the power source is supplied from Valhalla, the fortress.

As long as Valhalla existed, almost unlimited flight was possible.

However, Utgart is a stag beetle. That is, it is a living being.

Even if flying in the sky is a natural possibility.

Just as humans get tired after running for a long time, there is a limit to their flight time.

The reason Utgart’s speed slowed significantly was when the limit was reached.

In the next moment, cannons exploded, engulfing Utgart in the heat wave.

“Ut-“

Sif watched the scene and looked at the sky Utgart had been up to with her eyes covered with an eyepatch.

If the detonation and shock were transmitted to the disk, the ground would shake and everyone would almost fall.

I could see the blindfolds slipping off Sif’s eyes her.

“…Sif…”

Cleon had an expression that he didn’t know what to say to comfort Sif.

The two acted together with a common purpose: to meet here and defeat the Thunderlord after the destruction of their respective worlds.

Even Cleon, who hadn’t even met him for a day, felt a sense of loss at his death her.

Can she compare?

“… It’s okay… It’s okay… I’ve prepared…”

Sif faltered, put his hand on the wall and shook his head.

Everyone quietly looked at her like that.

Eventually, when the stomach her is completely darkened by the shadows of Valhalla.

Slowly, they realized that they were stepping into the fort.

“…Let’s go. Sif. Revenge is possible.”

“…Yes.”

When Sif, who had closed his eyes, opened his eyes.

A rune glittered in one corner of her eye.

It was the proof of the soul seen by the Dark Elves who swore vengeance.

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Midway through the flight, Utgart felt the power slowly drain from his wings.

After coming to this world, he was told that if he flew, the Thunder Lord would of course catch him.

Not being able to fly across this vast blue sky was stress itself for Utgart.

‘The disc is rising’

As the discs supposedly ridden by Cleon and Sif begin to climb toward Valhalla, Utgart sneaks a look.

However, he couldn’t go back there.

He said that when he returns there, even those who are now pursuing him will find them.

‘The final flight is free. Is it…’

So, he doesn’t go back to them.

Just enjoy this freedom a little more while flying in the sky.

He narrowly avoids the cannonballs that aim for him.

In his acrobatic flight, he remembered how he used to fly through the jungle this way.

‘If only I could protect my precious comrades with this.’

Utgart’s pupils glow red.

He decides to take a little more time by flying at a speed that exceeds the limit.

The next moment, until he collided with a powerful shock that attacked his body.

‘…Right, is that it?’

At some point, he seemed to have exhausted himself.

Then. It will be here

Fortunately, the disc seen during the fall had almost reached the fort.

‘That’s it.’

That was the last sentence he thought of.

The wise stag beetle falls to the ground.

It was a free flight, but it could not be free from death.

Because the Exiled Magic Swordsman Was Actually the Pillar (Physical) of the Party, the Heroines of the Hero Cling to It Belatedly.

A how-to-make harem fantasy of magic swordsman Cleon.Daily from 2:00 to 3:00 + Saturday limited edition at 2:00 PM! It’s okay if you just read the rice cake scene, so please have a good time.Because the writer is writing while going to the company, lately there are a lot of small tardiness. I’m really sorry…!

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