Chapter 225 – 224. Regroup (3)

-Outside the territory-

A prototype that I did not assimilate to Carol, a knight, prepared the [Auror Cannon], Which can only be fired by loading magical power.

And after [Processing] The scrap metal chunks that Machina-sensei had created to kill me, I collected the scrap iron plates to create a dummy target, and set it to be about 5m in size.

The people who came out of the territory and saw the weapons test were here with half disbelief and half anticipation, and I called Hector.

That’s because from now on, I plan to keep taking you with me.

Arash can be used, but Arash is more cost-effective to shoot with a bow than to shoot with this, and the item I use does not match the efficiency of the bow. So this is unnecessary for him, and those who need this are people like Arash who can’t use a bow.

“Sir Hector will be the pilot assistant.”

“Hey, Clark, am I there too?”

And Liz raises her hand as if she is dissatisfied with me and expresses her opinion.

“With the amount of magic you have, the product could explode.”

As a margrave, it is one of the few places where I can speak openly. Normally, I would call her Liz, but I can’t call her by her nickname when the leaders of each faction and warlords gather…

“Oh, Clark, call me Liz. Li-z. Now, repeat after me. Li-z.”

…Plague,

You don’t have anything like that.

“…Margrave, protect the body.”

“Tsk.”

And that was blocked by my father-in-law, and of course I see the prototype of the [Auror Cannon] That Hector received from me.

“This… Is much smaller than the one on Teiba.”

“90mm caliber, I don’t know how much it is on the table, but basically it is disposable. Of course, it is an item that will be used once and thrown away, but in the case of special objects or objects that are difficult to deal with with a sword, it would be convenient to think of destroying them with this.”

And then, towards the pile in the vacant lot on the outskirts of the territory we were in, I put it on my shoulder, and – the warhead hung in front of it.

Kneeling on one knee, a problowjobnt that reacts to auras through magic engineering, and a device that creates auras in the warhead.

Currently, only knights can use it, but if you make a battery and let regular soldiers use it and apply an aura to fire it, its damn hardness will be in vain.

And-

“…If you put in the auror and pull this iron…”

Kwaaaaa!!!

I was told to cover my ears in advance, and Hector also put in ear plugs to protect his ears. Then, with an explosion, Hector’s body sways, and immediately the warhead sprays problowjobnt and fires forward.

Kwahiah Ahhhhh !!!

In advance, Arash demonstrated shooting, hitting with a regular crossbow, and beating with a ballista.

This situation clearly shows that existing formal weapons are almost ineffective.

Except for what Arash shoots, existing standard weapons are useless.

Okay.

They came from this world with over-technology to the point of despair and did a good job learning it.

Those damn Camelot and British idiots.

Kwaaaaa!!!!!

And as it penetrates, the internal Soimado spell begins to activate, and after penetration, it melts the inside and turns it into a melt state, and the chunks of metal that melt and flow down from the inside tell you what will happen if it gets stuck inside.

Penetration, explosion.

And melts with incendiary action.

Seeing the pile melting and collapsing from the inside, everyone in the room, even Hector who was shot out, wondered what is going on? Look at me with eyes that say

Then, I took out another warhead and handed it to Hector.

“Now, shoot as much as you want. The current type cannot be used by people who do not have magical power or cannot handle aurors, but it can be modified quickly. You can mass-produce or produce as much as you want.”

“…What the hell are you?”

Hector asks me while looking at the warhead and Auror Cannon he received from me. Even to myself, I wonder if it was absurd that it was destroyed so easily. But there is only one thing I can say.

If it is a piece of machinery, all you have to do is pierce it, dig into it, and melt it so that it cannot move.

No matter how immortal a machine is, if you dig into it and melt its core, its actions will eventually be limited.

“I am the Golden Sun. The Golden Sun, responsible for the survival of the warrior party. That is me.”

“Aren’t you a wizard?”

This is a question I hear again.

And why does a wizard go around making things like this?

Typically, wizards do not create magic tools that exceed the power they produce.

If you ask why, it’s because he thought that if he had that magic tool, he wouldn’t need it anymore.

Or, what use is such a tool when I have it?

It’s full of arrogant people like that.

And those guys who became Nagari are the wizards who went to Teiba. They are noisy cans and empty carts.

If you can’t fight and show your worth, you’re a useless wizard.

Aren’t those completely third-rate people?

“I’ll say it again, Teyba people think that if something is big and beautiful, it’s the best, and magicians like that are third-rate. A magician who simply destroys something with fire or shoots lightning is of no use in this situation.”

No matter how strong an individual is, what can he do?

If the rest collapses, that individual will also die.

“Just prepare the materials and space. Even a baby monkey will be able to be mass-produced right away.”

Magic is magic in many ways.

A person who enables allies to fight against enemies.

And one who can withstand the enemy and hold on to the enemy’s ankles.

Thinking that you can win by doing everything yourself is arrogance.

And I have learned this the hard way over the past seven years, and that is why I believe in my comrades, believe in those who stand before me, and create a way for them to cut off the enemy’s head and prevent them from dying.

There was a large-scale explosion that wiped out everyone, and as we went on, there were more cases of attack magic being used because of a certain gangster, but it didn’t really matter because it was somewhat expected.

“Did you say Telemachus?”

“Thinking of ordering me-“

“Yes, that’s an order. Mass produce everything.”

“…Why should I do that…Kahah!”

“Stop being a dick, you idiot! Is your self-respect that important?!”

In the end, it seems like he finally decided to do it after getting stabbed in the back by Odyssey, but is it really going to be okay here?

It would be fortunate if no accident occurred, but in despair, there are no human beings among the remaining pups, to the point that even uncooperative personnel like this have to be dragged in.

And that is why it is time to regroup the scattered warlords and reinforce the rear again.

If there is so much chaos in Macedonia, the eastern border is not safe either.

“Then, if the Margrave says he is going to Arcadia, Golden Sun, will you follow him too?”

Hector asks about it. From now on, Hector must move with me.

I brought him back to life, and since he is a man I signed a contract with, I have to personally manage him and take him around. And when the powerful gather in one place and move, there is nothing more inefficient.

Doing something like that once in the past is enough.

“No, I’m going to reinforce the eastern border and the Great Forest border area with only a small number of people. There’s no way those damn Canfs are just watching us reorganize… I’ll have to stop by Spartal and reinforce my troops.”

I reply to Hector, Aias, and Diomedes listen to me and nod.

It looks like they have occupied Vergina and are continuously knocking on the gates of Teiba, but considering that it is a mass-produced type among the things made by Mr. Machina, even if they are pounding on the gates of Teiba, they cannot capture it…

It’s one of two things.

The performance is not as good as expected, or there are defects.

Either that or the guy in command is an asshole.

“Arcadia is the most difficult, and it’s close to Vergina, will you be okay?”

“So I’ll follow you.”

And my sister came forward and told them about it. Naturally, seeing that Aias and Diomedes were shocked, it seems that their sister’s reputation was high even for them. My sister is still wearing the women’s uniform, but I guess she keeps wearing it because I like it.

Well, good or bad.

“Why, maybe there will be some problem without me?”

“…No, Sheep Witch, you are more than capable.”

Yes, it’s full and overflowing. At least if they were in their right mind, they wouldn’t attack their sister directly. If you don’t want to die, all you have to do is take a step, but that alone is sure to make you very annoyed.

Even if you feel like you want to destroy this place, you were the sister who put up with it because of me, so I’m always sorry even if you say it’s okay.

“Then, Golden Sun and Odyssey are going to the Great Forest. Who is going to go to the rest?”

“Hector, and I will select people from my side and move.”

“From what I heard, there are a few people who are hiding their identities. Geumtaeyang, is there anything you can tell us about them?”

Ajax asks me. I’m really tall, so many people who look up to me can count on one hand, but I wonder why there are so many tall people in this damn neighborhood.

And I answer his questions.

“Think of it as a spectator. There’s nothing else to tell you.”

“…I see. But, don’t keep too many secrets. There are quite a few people who don’t like you.”

“Cook, if you’re going to be afraid of those little bastards who can’t even come forward, why would I be here like this?”

Come on, let’s stick together! There hasn’t been a single one who attacks me while doing so, and there won’t be one in the future. All the real men have already been eliminated here, and only the poor men-

“Ah, so I’m talking about Golden Sun, no – Clark Dawn Bringer. I’m just curious, can you fight me? They say you’re skilled enough to play with Hector – to trust our lives with it… I still don’t know your skills. “It’s because I haven’t tried it.”

Alexander.

He comes out in front of me and points out to me.

“Would you like to have a game?”

“Good. Let’s stick together.”

There is this.

Of course, I don’t plan on taking it long.

There is no one in the hall anyway, which is why Alexander approaches me.

I know.

He is interested in me.

At the same time-

They’re trying to measure me here.

Behind that winning spirit, I can see a more sinister, ambitious, and determined desire to understand myself here and now. Even if he is not hostile to me right now, does this mean he is a beast that will sink its teeth into me once the political situation stabilizes?

Ha, really.

If so, you should break the pot to prevent that from happening.

“Please bring the two people behind it too.”

“Huh-“

“Are you serious?”

“This guy, he’s a wizard and he’s calling us-“

“If they are at your level, they can be defeated in one hit even without using magic. And… If a wizard is at a level where they have to fire magic at the front line, that’s messed up.”

If that happens, only mutually assured destruction will occur regardless of faction or faction.

Naturally, there are two main things a wizard can do in a situation where he is being pushed into a ruthless large army that makes it impossible to maintain the front line.

Either get caught up in the troops or die, or break the enemy’s earthen pot.

If Liz hadn’t said she would stay, there was a guy who pushed in a large army that I would have stayed behind to block, and of course that was the only checkmate situation, and I was in awe of Liz, who was able to hold out while protecting the narrow alley with just one person. Also, he said he would definitely save her.

That’s why she did it.

Alexander, Hephaestion, and Parmenion.

These three.

And-

Kuuuuung-

Alexander knelt down on her knees, Parmenion, and a woman named Hephaestion knelt before her, her hands clasped by her collar.

It was simple.

All I have to say is that I read their secret killing intent, and that’s why I responded to their attacks and exerted the power to suppress them in one go.

Liz, who was watching from the side, frowned, saying that I was deceiving her again, but in the first place, the reason I could do this was simply by looking at the direction of the killing intent, detecting the paint, and basically being able to parry any weapon with my fist. Because he has the skills.

“…What on earth is this-“

I praise their courage and spirit. Even though he is generous, he acknowledges the ambition and spirit that Alexander Dros has.

Of course – that’s it.

If the political situation is stabilized, how long will the [Nation] That will be established after that survive?

I don’t know that.

I’m not going to stay here anyway, and what happens after that is up to the people who stay behind.

If you try to start a fight with me right now, I will crush you here and there.

“Huh, what is this – you, what kind of cowardly trick are you doing – huh!?”

And then he catches Hephaestion.

There is no regard for being a woman.

Just hold it and-

Kwaaaaa!!!

He hangs the woman with a German suplex.

They use magic to soften the ground to the point where they bury their bodies halfway into the ground, then place people in it and plant them there.

After shaking my hands like that, I stood up and-

Just take out a piece of paper, write this down, and put up a sign.

-I am an idiot who lost to a wizard with a sword and martial arts skills-

“Look, this is-“

“If you refuse to obey even though you clearly showed a difference in your skills, well, is there any other way than this? You will remember this shame every time you see me from now on, and I won’t bother you with that shame. If you want to get revenge, you can attack me at any time.”

If I were to suffer a humiliation that would make me unable to attack, what level would it have to be?

Well, that’s good.

“If you can’t even win against a magician with your bare hands, it would be a good idea to build your level again from the beginning.”

With only those words left, I leave.

“Then I’ll stop. I have other plans. I’ve shown you everything, and there are many other designs. If I could just mass-produce them, I’d easily tear up those cans.”

“I’m asking, why on earth did you make something like this?”

“There are a lot of people who need something like this and will eventually use it.”

“…Are you trying to cause chaos on the continent?”

Alexander asks. Confusion?

It’s confusion caused by technology.

Advances in technology and new technologies.

Otherworld,

Reincarnation, transference.

And-

All kinds of beings beyond imagination are rampant in this world.

Are afraid of change.

“Chaos has already occurred. It’s a pity. And, to say that they are falling behind and blocking the advancement of technology… Are you really afraid to move forward, or have you forgotten how to move forward?”

“…”

“If it’s the latter, I recommend everyone just bite their tongue and die.”

And with the results, Camelot has now occupied Vergina, and Teiba is the last Maginot Line, and of course, once that is breached, Phrygia cannot turn back… Oh, it really can’t be turned back.

No one can refute what I say, and no one can even raise a different opinion.

They were all left behind, and what would the people who were unable to protect the capital have to say to Camelot, who suddenly came in droves of cans?

“Anyway, isn’t that a bit harsh?”

Follow me, my party members, and those under my command.

Among them, Cassandra spoke to me.

As she had established herself as the head of a faction in her own right, she was dressed up more than usual, and even she was adorned with various accessories given to her by her older sister, making her even more beautiful. It’s approaching me subconsciously, and I’m conscious of Liz.

It looks like something has changed in her, but that’s not important right now.

“Those who cannot adapt to the changing world and cling to the old must die.”

“…Still, he is the head of each warlord-“

“Wasn’t that too harsh?”

At all.

And what proves it is that Liz was already preparing to cut off the Macedonian forces at any time, and if they had made any more modifications there, Liz would have cut them off without hesitation.

“I prepared the tools, and mass-produced the tools… And if you call it chaos, the chaos now is not chaos at all. So, the head is not broken yet?”

“…That’s poignant.”

Meanwhile, I even tried to test whether this cub was dangerous and whether I could subdue it if the situation were to arise. We’ve already taken the initiative, but we don’t know what will happen.

Even if you break the earthen pot, there are still people hitting their heads to ask you to break it, so you are ready to break it at any time.

“Cassandra, you’re too close.”

And Hector blurts out as he sees Cassandra getting closer to me, but Cassandra sticks out her tongue and folds her arms next to me. Immediately, Liz glares at me, but she clings to me with an innocent face that is not typical of her.

This is true.

I think Liz will get even angrier and come to get revenge.

“Heh, she’s your girl for as long as she’s here? So… It’s not a bad idea to become friends like this, right?”

“…By the way, do you know Polixene and Telemachus?”

“He was the guy who followed my sister around. It seems he’s still the same now.”

“…Ugh, I don’t really…”

“Isn’t he rather handsome? Huh?”

And when I playfully asked Polik Sene about it, Polik Sene looked at me and looked here and there, and she said to me:

“How can a candle be bright in front of the sun?”

“…Ha, really. Why are my sisters to this guy-“

“Onii-sama, no matter what, I am the lord you serve. So, why don’t you refrain from saying things like that?”

“No, I personally feel more comfortable this way…”

“Quiet, Clark, Hector. Aren’t you too reluctant to act since you survived thanks to Clark?”

And if Liz also comes forward and speaks differently from my reaction, does she also not like the current situation?

I understand. Just don’t understand.

To be honest, rather than being rigid and being like a master or anything, I really want to just be like an older brother or younger brother that I know.

That’s why I’m friendly with Gawain.

“Don’t be so stiff, Elizabeth. It’s not like Clark has done that once or twice.”

“It’s okay once or twice, and if you have entered into a master-slave relationship with a formal contract, you must maintain the dignity appropriate for it.”

“It is clearly stated in the contract that there is no guarantee of dignity and superior-subordinate relations.”

“…Clarke?”

“Kuh-hmm-“

It might get tiresome to go into more detail about this, so next I talk to Hector.

“Did you say Roland and Ricardo?”

“…They are my lieutenants. Although they were unable to participate in the battle because they had to evacuate other civilians and family members, they are brave subordinates.”

Haha! Thank you for looking at me like that, Captain! But, they say he came back from the dead, but I think he’s a corpse, but surprisingly, he has body temperature and is fine, right?”

“…I really don’t know what happened. You were boiled in stew in the first place. What on earth did you do to me, Captain?”

Roland and Ricardo say something to each other, but Hector just laughs bitterly.

…

“It was just, it was terrible.”

I just say that.

Oinone is still hiding behind Anna, and is trembling even when she looks at Hector.

“Anna, I’m staying at the dorm. I’ll organize the staff later… I have someone I need to talk to right now.”

“…Is it him?”

“I don’t know when I’ll see you again, but shouldn’t we at least talk about it?”

My adoptive father

And that his physical condition is not very good.

And when he stays away from me, he doesn’t want to show his disintegration.

I understand his feelings, and I too…

I prepared my mind to some extent.

At least when he disappears, I want to be by his side and pour him a drink.

I go to greet him alone. Neither my sister nor Liz followed, and neither did Anna.

On the outskirts, and beyond the outskirts, on a hill with a clear view of Territory Carlos, I sit with my adoptive father, a brown-haired man in a white uniform.

And Alina looks at him disapprovingly.

Of course, I also look at it with disapproval.

Well, wouldn’t it be natural?

We didn’t like each other in the first place.

…

Mine.

Rest in peace.

I meditate silently for a moment, and then I see the Chosen of the Demon Sultan, whose head I burned once before, standing there with me.

And – I take one look at him, go over, and sit down next to him, with my adoptive father in between.

Then he looked at me and said, looking at me with strange eyes.

“Where did you take the medicine?”

“What, why, what? Did you think I would get into a fight with the guy next to me?”

“You’re a dick to him, dude.”

“So what.”

“…What?”

“Even if I lost then, I don’t plan on sitting still. And if you think about it, I’ve never beaten you, and if you think about it that way, the guy next to you is also incapable of magic.”

“Yes, Clark. You understand.”

Unlike before, he smiled softly and spoke to me. I too declare to him.

“I declare here that I will definitely break your head off.”

“Be sure to do so. That’s what you came here for.”

“You’re colder than I thought.”

And, looking at me, my adoptive father looks surprised. Did he never expect me to be this calm?

Cool, calm.

And only by maintaining all of this can we destroy this damn god’s trap.

“I can’t be a brat forever.”

“To me, you’ll always be a little kid.”

“…I wanted to keep being a kid.”

“…”

My adoptive father, who understood the meaning of my words, stayed silent for a moment and drank from the hip flask in his hand, then smiled and said,

“You know that such a thing cannot happen. You and I. Living things must change and continue to evolve. Those who stop that will be eliminated and die, and that is why I will only decline. You will grow forever.”

“…”

“Tsk, whatever happened. If you came this far, did you come because you have something to tell me?”

“…What is your relationship with Cassandra?”

He said he would tell me someday, but it was something I never heard. He said he would tell me when the time comes.

And after hearing those words, the adoptive father spoke calmly.

“Before you, I was the child I took charge of, and the girl I raised… Well, in terms of relationship, you and I are like sworn siblings?”

“…”

What is this?

“I don’t think he’s an idiot who feels ashamed about that, but the girl I knew… No, Cassandra is already dead.”

And then, take another sip.

“…Yes. The child I was supposed to take care of was forced into a contract with some damn [God], And I had no choice but to watch. The damn Demon Sultan.”

His eyes seemed full of sadness as he said that.

-Great Forest / Outskirts of Elvenheim-

“…Hmm, this is…Ummm.”

A curvaceous woman walks through the forest, her silvery hair with a slight pink tint down to her waist.

Is it human?

No.

A mini hat, red cloth, a red coat, short hot pants between the coat, and black garter belt stockings connected to the hot pants. And, a woman wearing walker heels. Although this outfit does not fit the overall style of Elcadia, her behavior is nonetheless very natural.

A woman walking through the forest, making a humming sound while putting on her black gloves.

Two horns had grown on the woman’s forehead, and the tips of the horns seemed to have a beautiful, slightly red glow.

“I don’t know why this is so bothersome.”

And the woman looks around at the surrounding forest.

As I go, quietly absorbing the black energy that settles in the forest, someone keeps guiding me in the direction I need to go.

In what direction?

Directly in the direction of wandering through this forest.

They just pass by and extract power from trees contaminated with [Black energy] And absorb it, but someone is deliberately leading them toward the trees contaminated with black energy.

Well, it’s been two weeks since I’ve been walking through this forest, and she’s been bothering me so much that I’m starting to get a rare look of annoyance at my lady’s grinning smile. She could almost see the tree moving, and of course, every time that happened, she-

Kwaaaaang!!

Blast her fists to break the trees blocking her path and move forward in her direction.

Those who move trees.

And they were none other than the elves of Elvenheim.

“…Why do you keep blocking my path? I’m just going on my way. I went to the place you were leading me to, and there was a black tree there. Even if I saw it once or twice, I can’t look at it anymore, right? “

“…You bitch, are you an ogre? Are you a rare [Ogre] Who can purify this black energy?”

“Hmm~? Did you call me an ogre? Are ogres this short these days~?”

Even if we look at her height favorably, she is barely 170 or so. She is relatively tall for a woman, but considering that most Ogres are between 180 and above, the height difference is clear.

Well, that’s probably good.

From her elves’ point of view, they had finally found her clue to purifying her forest, and they only followed her with the thought of using her and guiding her path –

“It’s okay. Four years, four years, I know that you can purify this black energy. This opportunity to serve the Elvenheim Great Forest-“

Wow!!

In an instant, the elf who uttered those words was cut to death.

A woman’s two eyes.

His purple eyes opened and he smiled brightly at the elves.

“[Damn Dad]Said. If you do something stupid, hit me hard~ Yeah~ I guess now is the time~?”

“You you!?”

And, the great sword in the woman’s hand. The great sword, with its blade raised on one side and its three trembling eyes emitting an ominous energy, swung towards the elves.

Suddenly!

“…”

Silence.

And, when the woman once again unsummoned the sword from her hand-

There was no one, not even an elf standing there.

“…Ah~ I’m weak.”

And in just one day, all the elves are annihilated.

I’ll come again.

Because this won’t be the end for these elves.

The further you go, the more trees you see eroded by the black energy.

It’s quite delicious, but I can’t eat it all.

Of course…

-I’ll bring you back to life.

-Eh~ Really?

-Yes, because the conditions were met.

-…Ah, then can I go see [Dad] Now?

-Do whatever you want. Instead of…

There were conditions, but it was good anyway.

If only I could see my dad again.

…Ah.

Dad.

I waited too long.

“Ehehe~ Dad, if you look at this outfit, should I tell you it’s pretty?”

Blood stains on her red dress and the petal-decorated hem, revealing her slender body.

The blood was staining the clothes red, dyeing them a vivid red.

“Umm~ Weak. Really, isn’t there anyone as strong as that [Bastard]?”

A group of humans destroyed their own [Bodies] And drove them to death.

Among them, the one with dark skin and blonde hair, the one with the blonde tan that [Dad] Was talking about. It was the very appearance of the [Golden Sun].

He was truly a strange guy.

As soon as I saw it, I thought, “This guy is strong?” Am I going to die? I had this thought.

What a big deal it is for one person to die.

That’s the kind of guy who parries away all of his onslaughts, protects his comrades even while spitting out his blood, and doesn’t even attack himself in any significant way.

…

If that bastard had started attacking him outright, he would have been the one to die.

Is it any good?

Dad.

…

Hehe-

Wait, Chris will come.

“Lalala~ Lala~”

Only the sound of the song echoing in the forest told us how she felt.

Because I will kill you.

From the moment you abandoned me-

Until now.

Because I’ve been waiting for this day.

“…Stop, you there-“

Ah, he’s a bit stronger this time.

Hmm…

Ah, it’s like this.

Geass, it’s like this.

The mouth speaks as it pleases, regardless of will.

“Would you like to compete with me?”

“What?”

“It’s simple. Fight with me, fight me and win, I obey, and you manipulate me. That’s the story. Do you want to try it?”

“…”

“Ah, you don’t have to answer, I’ll go as I please.”

“…!!!! Go, attack!!”

In the forest, a bloody smell began to spread.

A thick bloody smell.

Ah, is it the west?

I think something interesting is going to happen over there.