The trees in the vast grassland gradually increased, and before you knew it, it became a density that could be called a forest.

Among them, there is a stone-paved road that runs straight to the east, which is the largest road in the Kingdom of Villerad to the east, the "East Velard Boulevard". Among the main roads in the country, the "West Verrad Boulevard" from Kankunin to Yantunin, and the East Verlard Boulevard from Yantunin to the national border are paved with stone slabs. This route has a long history and was laid to facilitate the transportation of goods when a fortress was built on the border. Today, it is still responsible for transporting domestic goods, and it is active as a transportation hub.

This main road, which is usually guarded by merchants' carriages and phantom knights, is now deserted, leaving a deserted impression. Maybe it's because many of the monsters are out of control, or maybe it's because there is news of witnessing large monsters among the merchants.

There was a tense silence on the road, when suddenly there was a commotion.

The sound of hooves echoed through the hooves of dozens of carriages, carrying the Dreiser Rider Academy students who had escaped from Crok Forest, and they had managed to escape from the clutches of the behemoth under the cover of the High Riders' lives. Although he had fled at full speed in the carriage at first, the physical exertion of the horse was too drastic, so the speed was now slower than usual. Even so, they had already walked almost halfway to Yantunin.

The students in the carriage sat tiredly. During this period, I didn't see the monster chasing after me from behind. Running all the way like this, although it has become much calmer, the uneasiness in my chest is not so easy to disappear.

"What's wrong with Al——?

In this dreary atmosphere, Kid and Artie sat in the carriage at the end of the line, staring blankly at the rear. While fleeing from Crok Forest, El Nesty jumped out of the carriage and into the forest. The incident happened suddenly, and they didn't even have time to stop it, and just as they were about to catch up with him, the other party was nowhere to be seen.

「...... Hey, shouldn't you......"

Absent-minded, Kid muttered quietly, as if thinking of something. Artie tilted her head in surprise.

"That guy, shouldn't you rob the Phantom Knight to start fighting the giant monster?"

How could it be - Artie opened her mouth to refute, but fell into deep thought. Such speculations that might come true became clear in her mind. Thinking normally, Al who has never taken the Riding Trainer course can't control the Phantom Knight. But if it was him, if it was that person, it wouldn't be surprising that he had learned how to do it on his own - and she didn't know that Al had succeeded. It's not hard for Artie to imagine him rushing straight to find the tortoise, and even thinks it's a natural thing to do.

"Ahh There's a good chance he'll do. 」

"Don't worry anyway. If anything, you can run away with those feet. 」

Invented by Al himself, the magic named "Atmospheric Compression Propulsion" can be used at incredible speeds. Who can catch him faster than a galloping wolf, as fast as a bird in the sky? Even if the opponent is that huge demonic beast, if he just wants to get out, he will probably slip away without seeing anyone in three or two clicks. The two couldn't help but look at each other and grin when they thought of that image.

At this time, just as they expected, El snatched Gouyer and was charging towards Behemo. I don't know if it's fortunate or unfortunate, but the two people sitting in the carriage swaying around have no idea about it.

The teacher, sitting in the carriage at the front of the line, suddenly asked the students to pay attention. In the great foreground of their direction, they could see the dust raised by the march of something, and soon they heard a sound different from the horse's hooves. It soon became clear what was causing the ground to chirp. The Giant Team, the Phantom Knight "Gardatoya", is marching in an orderly manner. There was no one in the kingdom of Verard who did not know them, and there was no one present who did not understand the reason why Gadatoya was here.

「...... Yantunin guards the Knights!"

The voice of the teacher in the lead carriage soon reached the rear. The heads of the students poked out of the carriage one by one, and the faces of the students who saw this scene radiated with hope and excitement.

This unit consisted of more than two brigades, and the main team consisted of about 90 Phantom Knights, followed by baggage troops and field maintenance units. Most of Yantunin's combat power is here, and it can be said that it is the maximum combat power that can be gathered in less than a day since welcoming the envoys from Bagley Fortress.

Gadatoya is a mass-produced model adopted by the standard, and it generally has a rugged appearance, but its battle-hardened posture is showing a unique courage. The shoulders are adorned with the flag of the Kingdom of Verrad and the city flag of Yantunin, and you can feel that they are proud to protect this land.

The students in Dreiser's are no longer uneasy. No matter how powerful the Monster is, the Guardian Knights will surely defeat it. The credibility and strength they have shown is enough to be so sure.

A different sense of security also spread among the knights who discovered the carriage. Although they prepared to attack as quickly as possible, everyone was mentally prepared for the killing of all Dreiser's students at that point in time. For now, it seems that most of the students escaped unharmed, and Dreiser, who brought them valuable information, including Bessemore's location.

"That's right...... The riders of the High Division......

The information also contained the reason why the Dreiser's students were able to escape safely. Many of the Knights of the Guardian of Yantunin have also graduated from the Dreiser Cavalry Academy, and they are deeply moved by the actions that their younger siblings have shown worthy of reference, and at the same time they have made up their minds again.

"Don't worry. In order to protect our country, and to prevent them from dying in vain, we will definitely defeat that guy here. 」

The knights of the Order of the Guardian of Yantunin took this determination to heart, and set off for the Crok Forest with even greater momentum. It had been less than half a day since the Knights learned that the Dreiser students had encountered the Behemoth, and the encounter between them and Behemo must have been close at hand. With each step, the Order's tension increased.

In the lush forest, there is a red phantom knight running wildly. The speed is amazing, about twice that of a normal Phantom Knight.

Due to Al using magic to manipulate, he and the magician's computer-system appear to be directly connected. His thoughts were translated directly into magic, and were transmitted throughout the body without delay. The crystalline muscles of the Phantom Knight are originally superior to the musculature of creatures in terms of output and reaction speed, and can execute commands in seconds. Judging from the results, Gouyer's actions were nearly twice as fast as the average Phantom Knight's reflexes and movement speed.

Gouyer continued to run in perfect condition, and began to hear the sound of the ground coming from ahead. The wind was raging, mixed with the sound of an explosion and lightning strike. In a few minutes, we will probably be engaged in battle with Behemo. Al's expression couldn't help but distort with joy, and he showed irrepressible joy as he entered the battlefield of the first Phantom Knight in his life.

The heavy clatter of metal rang out, and the Iron Giant was sent into the air. Besimour's body was ejected, and it rolled on the ground several times under the force of the impact. Although everyone did not have time to confirm the safety of the rider, but seeing that it was swept to the ground, its body was sunken, and its arms were flattened, it was impossible for the people inside to be safe.

"Damn!"

The High Division Cavalry Trainers continued to fight even after the Middle Division students broke away. It's not that they don't want to escape, but they don't even have the leisure to turn around. The battle had been going on for a long time, and compared to them, who could not hide their tiredness on their faces, Behemoth was worthy of the title of fortress, and did not move slowly. Moreover, there was an overwhelming gap in strength between the two sides, and as time passed, even the gap between endurance began to emerge.

Faced with the pressure that even the Border Guardian Knights could not resist, the mechs of the High Division fell one after another, and there were less than three left on the field.

Besimour's tail swung towards Edgar and Earcumber, who were distracted by the knocking of their mech. Edgar instinctively thought that he couldn't dodge the tail that curved like a whip, and pressed Earcamper's posture to the lowest in the moment, while swinging the shield on his left hand vigorously, and there was a thrilling blow to open the tail. It was only with the performance of Earl Camber and the cooperation of Edgar, who was also the best in the High Division, that such an amazing stunt could be performed, but only by being swept by the tip of his tail, his shield flew out of his hand. Earl Camber cautiously stood his feet to avoid the onslaught, pulling away from Behemo.

(The shield is knocked off!This is not good, and I am about to be cornered!)

Even so, Earl Camber was still slightly damaged, and the remaining two mechs had reached their limits in terms of mana storage and damage, so it was not surprising when they would stop functioning. Edgar couldn't shake away the most ominous premonition that passed through his mind. I don't know how long I can last, and I may even be wiped out in less than five minutes......

Behemo, who still had no diminished power, didn't mind their appearance, and once again spewed out a tornado breath that he didn't know how many times it was. The Swirling Wind Breath has a huge attack range, and if you don't dodge it significantly, you will be swept into it.

"Please...... Trandeokes, move on!"

Haiwei, who sensed that the tornado was aiming at her, let out a cry that bordered on screaming, and prepared to dodge. Fatigue and damage had been accumulating before, Trande Okais squeezed out the last of his strength to avoid the frontal impact, but was blown away by the violent air current, and lost his center of gravity.

"Haiwei—— damn it, catch up with me!"

Edgar roared, ordering Earl Camber to charge Behemo as she was chasing Hevi in order to distract it, and with a glimmer of hope to launch the Wizard Suit, Aquebas. All of his best attacks were bounced off by the carapace, and Behemo's attention was still on the Phantom Knight in front of him. The running Bessimore picked up his speed and gradually approached Trande Okey, who was struggling to get to his feet.

Just when Hyvi and even Edgar were ready to come to the consciousness of the next victim-

"Ahh

With a burst of arrogant laughter, a red Phantom Knight arrived on the battlefield. As soon as he came out of the forest, he was greeted by Besimour, who was about to run over the fallen body.

Gouyer instantly increased his original speed, approaching Besimour's left like a red bullet. It drew its sword as it ran, and without thinking about it, it chose to stab—an attack that focused on one point, aiming at a few key points of the monster known as a fortress, that is, the eyeballs.

Gouyer not only exerts a terrifying speed that ordinary mechs can't match, but at the same time displays extremely precise movements.

However, Behemo spotted the red shadow before Goyer's sword struck - and because it did, he reflexively turned his head. The distance between the two was unavoidable, and Goyer's sword correctly caught up with Besimour's eyes, which was overheaded. The sword stabbed into the eyeball as if it had been sucked out, colliding with the carapace.

It was a mere accident.

A slight crack opened in the carapace that was supposed to protect Behemo's eyes. It was about half a month ago, when a knight traded his life for the rift he had carved.

If Behemo had stood still and suffered the attack, the thrust would have bounced off its carapace, but as it turned, the blade of the sword accidentally stabbed the rift from the front—and poked in.

Goyer unleashed a stabbing blow twice as fast as a normal Phantom Knight, and with a force equivalent to the weight of a whole piece of metal. The sword made a screeching sound of metal scraping against each other, bursting with sparks that pierced through the beast's eye. I thought that the deadly attack with the strength condensed at the same point would be directly inserted into the end, but then there was a loud "click!" sound, and the sword body was then directly broken in half and shattered.

The desperate blow did pierce that eye, but it didn't reach the deep skull. The blade of the sword could not withstand the force of the impact between the two and shattered.

As soon as Al realized that the sword had shattered, he let go and jumped into the air to avoid the impact. As if passing by, Gouyer flashed Bésimour's astonishingly massive body, performing a beautiful vertical flip in the air, landing on his feet and performing two backflips in quick succession, only to stop when he distanced himself from Besimour.

Behemo let out a roar of rage that had never been heard before—one that almost shook the earth. Blood spurted from his left eye, a blast that had never been felt before pierced through its body. Besimor's defense is the best among Warcraft, and even if he is attacked, he is rarely injured. Therefore, the severe pain of being pierced through the eyes and the blow of losing half of the field of vision are extremely rare experiences for it.

Behemo's only remaining right eye was bloodshot and furiously sought out the enemy who had taken it from his left eye. It had lost interest in everything present, and all it wanted now was the red figure at the end of its left eye.

The riders of the High Division forgot that they were still fighting, and stared at the scene in amazement. Their thinking has not kept up with the developments. Guyer, who had thought he had escaped, rushed back with incredible speed, piercing the carapace of the previously indestructible Besimour and even blinding it.

The behemoth in front of him was now roaring angrily as it aimed at the red mech. No matter how you look at it, Besimour seems to have only the presence of Gouyère in his eyes. Edgar: They were completely left to dry.

"That's right, Haiwei!"

Taking advantage of Bessemore's distraction, Earl Campbell ran to the fallen body. With all his might, Trande Okais fell and was injured, and he couldn't even walk well. Even so, Edgar was relieved that she had survived.

At this moment, Edgar felt a violent tremor, and asked Ear Camber to take a stance, only to find Besimour roaring towards Gouyer. Despite missing an eye, Behemo's speed was still more intense than ever, but Goyer's speed was faster than ever. Edgar doubted his eyes for a moment, for the Goyère he knew had never shown such skill.

He even suspected that the person sitting on it was not Dietrich. He didn't have time to worry about it, though. If Gouyer can dodge Bessemore's onslaught, it means he has time to rescue his other injured companions.

(Sorry, Dee, hold us up a little longer......!)

They turned their backs to the red mech dancing with the beast and supported each other to flee the scene.

Edgar didn't know that it was El Nesti who was driving Guyère right now, or what state he was in right now. Inside Gouyer, Al was staring happily at the approaching massive figure in the illusion projector in front of him.

"This is Behemo, this is Warcraft, this is Battle, this is ...... Fight with Phantom Knights!"

A furious smile broke out on his face.

The surprise attack that took advantage of the gap and achieved results beyond expectations. However, the wounded giant beast approached him with even stronger killing intent, covered in blood. The majesty that could only be described as a mountain, and the intense killing intent that almost distorted the scenery approached him with deadly power. Even in the face of a situation where even a seasoned knight could not shake off his fear, Al felt a mad ecstasy.

"Come on, come on, come on, come on!"

- Pilot robots and fight huge enemies.

Would a mechanical nerd not have such a dream? Would anyone not expect that? In fact, in his heart he did not want to retreat at all, but was with perfect happiness. Driven by the joy in his body, he took action only -

"Come on, forward, come in!"

Gouyer sank slightly, and ran towards Besimo with the momentum of almost digging the earth.

The two sides narrowed the distance in the blink of an eye, and at the moment when they were about to collide with each other, Gouyer's figure suddenly disappeared from Behemo's field of vision. Besimour, who had lost one eye, did not notice it, and rushed to the place where Gouyer had been. And Gouyer jumped up a second before the collision, kicked Bessemore's sword-like carapace, and leaped backwards. For Bessimore, whose eyes were blinded and his vision became narrow, it was impossible to catch Gouyer. Al flipped lightly in the air, racking his brains for thought.

"Ahh In that case, use one of the rules for destroying huge weapons!"

El babbled in exalted emotion, still flexing his knees fluidly, softening the impact of the landing, and then allowing Gouyer to draw his spare sword.

"When it comes to the weaknesses of big guys, they are basically the feet and joints. Let's start here!"

Gouyer ran lightly, aiming at the back knee with terrifying precision, stabbing into the little gap in the carapace. This sharp blow did pierce the flesh inside, but it felt hard beyond imagination. Aware of this, Al drew his sword, distancing Gouyer away.

"Uh-almost didn't pierce it!

Even Al didn't expect this, and the super 'body strengthening' used by Bessimore even increased the patience of the internal tissues. If Behemo wants to support the huge weight, he can only focus on strengthening his limbs, which is a matter of course, but it can only be a nightmare for the enemy.

The sudden injury to his hind foot enraged Behemo even more, and he turned his head. Even if it was just a slight sweep of its hands and feet when it turned around, it would probably destroy Gouyer. Al pulled away and ran out of Behemo's line of sight again, reflecting on the attack.

"It didn't break the joints just now, but it was more effective than attacking the carapace. 」

Hee-hee - Al didn't know why he smiled happily. He still has a chance, but it is not easy to execute, and it also requires patience to stalk.

"Looks like it's going to be a protracted battle...... Well, that's okay, because I don't hate it either. 」

In the face of the excited and ferocious beast, Al still smiled lightly and happily, and drove the red knight forward. The battle is just beginning.

(Hmm...... Woo ......?)

"He" finally came to his senses.

In front of me is a dimly lit space. As his drowsy consciousness gradually cleared, he suddenly felt a pain caused by the uncomfortable position hit his whole body.

"Hmm...... This...... This is ......."

He groaned, trying to return to his normal position in the small space, but a special pressure that seemed to be pressed against the wall in front of him came at him.