"After all, at night, the horses' vision is also affected. The teacher seemed to think that rather than dragging his tired body and being attacked while moving in a dangerous wagon, it would be better to stay in a well-lit camp that could also be used as a base area. I don't think there will be a horde of the same size attacking again. 」

"Oh—I always think that's optimistic. 」

"It's not so much optimistic that no matter what you do, it's like gambling, so I'm just choosing something less dangerous. If something comes at night, it's easier for Phantom Knight to defend against it. 」

The only thing they can do at the moment is to get some rest and be quick to detect and respond to danger when it happens. To put it bluntly, you can only rely on yourself for everything. After dinner, although they could not dispel the tension, they tried to relax themselves and pinned their hopes on taking refuge in Yantunin after dawn. However, there is one thing they overlook - that is, what is it that makes Warcraft get out of control?

They also didn't notice that every demonic beast coming here looked desperate, as if something was chasing after them, making them run westward for their lives.

It wasn't until late at night, just before dawn, that they regretted their mistake. As the day dawned, the red sun began to slowly glow behind the summits of the mountains. The last class of students who kept vigil suppressed a surge of sleepiness and yawned profusely. Quiet all around. I only encountered such a large-scale migration of demonic beasts yesterday, and maybe there are not many demonic beasts left in the Croke Forest. The whole forest felt as if it were dead, and there was an atmosphere of silence.

—and the silence was suddenly broken. That's when they noticed a strange noise coming from the forest. The sound of trees breaking and falling, and the regular intervals, like the loud sound of something heavy falling to the ground. It didn't take them long to understand what that meant, and they did everything they could to sound the alarm.

"Oh no, big guy! There's a big guy coming!"

Hearing the sudden sharp sound of the bell, all the sleeping people, whether teachers or students, rolled over and jumped. Originally, because I was nervous, I didn't sleep well, so everyone started to act as soon as they got up. The High Riders, who were barely dragging their tired bodies on standby, jumped on the Phantom Knights, and the knights, who were originally in a state of warm-up, immediately moved to guard the entrance to the forest.

Gradually, I began to hear the sound of trees falling to the ground and footsteps chirping. It was clear that something very large was closing in on them.

"Hey, that's not good, is it?"

Needless to say, everyone present felt an unprecedented crisis. In the tense air, everyone's eyes seemed to be drawn to the entrance of the forest.

Previously, there were no large Warcraft above the Duel level in Crocker Forest, and it was precisely because there were only small Warcraft here that they were selected as the training site. However, the sound of approaching footsteps now clearly tells the size of its owner.

A large monster that shouldn't have existed in the Croc Forest. A small horde of Warcraft that suddenly attacks them.

During the day, there were so many monsters that they were like all the monsters in the forest, but they were driven out because of the invasion of this large monster——?

Trees near the entrance have fallen. Finally, the beast appeared in the dim light of dawn. The whole body is covered with a carapace that protrudes like a sword mountain, and the body is so large that even the Phantom Knight, who is the strongest combat power of the human race, is as weak as a child, almost making people mistake it for a small mountain. The pair of eyes, which were surprisingly small compared to the size of the body, stared at the scene in front of it.

Everyone was silent, and became cowardly and frightened under its majesty. The Emperor Tortoise, a giant beast that had appeared on the border a few days ago, was now approaching the point of Yantunin. A strange silence envelops the space. The silence came from the wordless confrontation between the monsters and the humans present.

The human beings present, the Dreiser's students, were so impressed by the sheer size of Behemo in front of them that they couldn't even move. Even the knights of the elite Knights of the Frontier Guardian Order, who had met Besimo in the past, were inevitably confused for a moment, and it was too difficult to ask a student around the age of fifteen to have the courage to compete with him.

In this period of time that seemed to be frozen, Besimour moved first, I am afraid that the degree of calmness between the two sides is different. It looked around and snarled with its mouth wide open. That's not so much a sound as a shock wave from vibrating air. The terrifying roar of lung capacity squeezed out shook the ground, shattering several trees in close proximity. The armor of the Phantom Knight, who was standing in front of him, trembled, and he took several steps back because he could not bear the pressure that was pouring in from all directions. The loud volume caused the students from a distance to curl up over their ears, and some even fainted from the impact.

This became a signal to untie them. Once the action is started, the previous stillness is as if it were fake. The crowd fled as if they had been bounced away. It's not because they're sober, it's because they're out of control in fear and confusion. The teacher couldn't control the scene anymore, and everyone just ran away blindly away from Bessemore.

In this case, escaping is arguably the best option, but now it doesn't seem good. Human beings are limited in the range of their feet that can escape, and if they want to escape further, they should first run to the carriage. The panicked students probably didn't even realize this and scattered in all directions.

Just as they were about to disperse in all directions, explosions suddenly erupted in various parts of their direction. No matter how panicked everyone was, no one would rush over knowing that there was an explosion in front of them. The students' movements stopped for a moment, and one figure jumped in front of them as if to see this.

"Get out of the way! Run, it's dangerous, everyone get to the wagon!"

Led by Al, several students who were still calm fired flameballs to stop everyone from scattering. He uses magic like a hunting assistant to get the attention of the students and guide them to the carriage. Although everyone's state is still a lot worse than calm, they are calm enough to understand the instructions. Only then did he run to the carriage in order to escape from Behemo.

Not only were the middle school students who fled to the west shocked by Bessimore's courage, but so were the horsemen of the high department. Moreover, because they possess the power of the Phantom Knight, Behemo is even more threatening. Because his own strength is too great, he can't escape casually, and if he wants to face it head-on, the enemy is too strong.

"Don't stop——!!

Among the riders who were in a dilemma and were still holding their clubs, the first to act was Edgar. Whether he wanted to flee or fight, stopping in front of Behemo could only be said to be suicidal.

The riders finally saw that Bessimmore was about to rush over, and they hurriedly prepared to dodge. The Behemoth's momentum was so fierce that it was almost impossible to compare with anything. If you are involved, I am afraid that even the Phantom Knight will be vulnerable. The riders were so frightened that they broke out in a cold sweat, and the battle intent in their hearts was quickly lost, what should they do to face such a terrifying demonic beast?

However, one of them, Edgar, saw that the carriage used by the students of the middle school to escape was parked in Bessimore's path, and he suppressed his fear, and made up his mind:

"It's up to us to distract Besymour! Everyone, help me!"

"Edgar, do you know what you're talking about!, that's Behemo! With just a few of us, it can kick us away!"

"That's what I said, but if this continues, my younger siblings may be wiped out. No, not only that, if it chases the carriage like this, Yantunin will be attacked sooner or later!"

Haiwei, who is quick to speak for a while, actually understands it very well. Even if they flee, there is nowhere to retreat, and it will only further expand the scope of the victimization. She gritted her teeth with a force that almost shattered her molars.

"No matter what, you can only harden ......!"

"We are knights. It's to help the people learn swordsmanship, and it's to protect the country and drive the Phantom Knight, how can you escape here without a fight!"

With that, Edgar equipped the Wizard Suit on Earcamper. The Mana Conversion Furnace was running at full capacity, and the mana flowing in activated the Wizard Armor...... It glowed faintly all over its body.

"I don't want to die in vain. Anyway, try your best to get Symmore's attention!"

"Oh, I can't help it!"

Even Edgar didn't want to lose the momentum that was squeezed out of his heart. Earl Camber led the charge, aiming for Besimour's foot.

"Everybody draw their rods! Distract it from it while striking it!"

Edgar shouted, tightening the lever as he screwed down. At the will of the Rider, Earl Camber sent his magic into the Wizard Armor, the Thunder Wand Acquibas. The tip of the simple-looking polearm glowed brightly, and the lightning bolt struck Behemo with flashes.

It's just a pity that the lightning strike doesn't seem to have an effect. On the one hand, it was because Besimmore was too large, and on the other hand, it was also because the lightning strikes were only transmitted to the ground through the carapace, and did not damage the internal tissues.

In addition to Edgar, the other three Phantom Knights also equipped their own magic guide uniforms and ran side by side beside Behemo, starting to fire tactical magic strikes. Although it is difficult to say which attack had an effect, at least it served the purpose of diverting Behemo's attention. Behemo, sensing the attack, turned her head and cast a disgusted look at the Phantasmal Knight, who was about to cast a spell.

"How so...... It's completely useless......

"It's okay! Don't stop, run away!

Knowing that Besymour's attention was turned to his riders, he distracted Beshimmore from the middle school students and began to retreat at full speed. During the period when the Phantom Knights of the High Division faced Behemo, the students of the Middle Division desperately hitched a ride on the carriage.

Because of the large number of people in the first place, although the full carriages set off one after another, the number of people who set off was at most half of the total.

(There are still a lot of people...... It will take time, but now I can only expect the seniors to work hard...... ）

Al stood at the end of the student line, watching sadly as the Phantom Knight fought Behemo. Spells unleashed by tactical-level magic, which could not be unleashed by living humans alone, were also blocked by the indestructible carapace, showing no signs of damage. In front of that giant beast, even the Phantom Knight, who is equivalent to the crystallization of human technology, is just a small existence, let alone what he can do alone.

His expression grew more serious. The battle situation of the cavalry trainers of the High Division was overwhelming...... No, hopelessly disadvantaged, after all, all attacks are impenetrable. At present, it is mainly about retreating, disturbing it with movements, but given the huge body of Behemo, even if he only takes one blow, he probably won't be able to move even the Phantom Knight. If the fatigue of the rider continues to build up - it's hard to imagine what will happen to you.

(I'll let everyone escape, so please don't die ......!) If Besimour rushes at him with full momentum, no matter how fast the Phantom Knight moves, there is no guarantee that he will be able to escape. So whenever a knight is about to be locked, the other side will focus its fire to divert its attention and buy time. Their attack didn't do any damage, but the attack itself made Besimour look impatient.

"Hahaha! What, this big guy, just looking so big, but he can't take us!"

Dietrich yelled. It was precisely because of the feeling of oppression emanating from the huge body that he was so frightened that he couldn't move, so he had to convince himself that he was at an advantage. It was supposed to be a way to motivate themselves, but because the tactics of buying time were so smooth, they began to take it lightly. In fact, if the Phantom Knight was hit by Behemoth once, it was possible to fall apart, but the fact that the monster was playing with the beast like this lowered their judgment.

Then for a while, they looked like they had made a good time. At this moment, Behemo, who was chasing the body that had fled after the attack, suddenly slowed down. The riders watched in amazement at the changes in Besimour, who had been blindly chasing after him until just now. Behemo took a big breath and inhaled an unbelievably large amount of air into his body with an astonishing lung capacity that matched his body shape.

In the next second, a violent tornado breath erupted from its mouth. This is a long-range attack of magic. Judging by its previous modes of action, the riders who had thought it would only ram were caught off guard by the sudden attack of magic. A tornado shot out in a straight line, churning air vortices entangled the body that had no time to escape. The Phantom Knight was powerless to resist under the overwhelming pressure of the raging wind, his armor twisted and deformed, and the crystalline muscles that supported his body scattered and split.

The body of the Phantom Knight, a ten-meter-tall piece of metal, flew lightly into the air and slammed to the ground. The violent impact shattered the limbs with the lowest stamina, ripped apart and flew out. Since the Phantom Knight barely had the appearance of a deputy, the miserable scene of it scattered all over the place was even more imprinted in the hearts of the riders.

"Wooh...... Whoa!"

Dietrich saw it clearly from beginning to end. The sight of his classmates, who had been studying with him so far, and his Phantom Knight, was destroyed at once, causing a convulsive scream to break out of his throat.

In the next moment, a meched body disappeared from Dietrich's eyes, accompanied by a roar of breaking wind. He didn't understand what was happening for a moment, but as soon as he looked away, he saw the reason.

Besimour delivered a blow with his tail. When the plane stopped, it was hit directly by the tail with centrifugal force, and it bent and flew out. Dietrich was safe and sound only by a slight accident—in a slightly different position. If you take a few more steps, you will be swept away by the tail and sent out as well.

The two Phantom Knights were easily shattered like pottery in the blink of an eye. The riders, who had come to think they could barely handle Bessimore, realized that they had been wrong. Behemo turned his head to look at the surviving mechs, as if to show off the ease with which he had destroyed the Phantom Knight. And the culprit who caused all this then took aim at this side.

"Whoa, whoa, a

"Oooo

The two cries are intertwined. The former is Dietrich's cry of fear when he sees the monster in front of him, and the latter is Edgar's exhilarating roar to overcome his fear.

(Damn!What's the matter!!Bessimore is a division-level monster...... I know it's not an easy opponent for us alone!)

Edgar can't forgive himself for losing his partner because of his momentary underestimation. Anger overcame fear and encouraged him.

"Everybody stay out of the front! Avoid it no matter what! Hold it up a little longer, please hold it up a little more!"

Anyway, they were already facing Beesmore, and if they turned around and fled, it was conceivable that everyone would be wiped out. Hearing Edgar's voice that he had not yet lost his strength, the other riders trembled with fear, but they responded to him, and they all tried desperately to dodge Besimour's attack. So far, they can only completely give up their lives and continue to fight to the death. Under the ravages of Bessemore's magic, the riders of the High Order are cornered.

Al and the others sent all the middle school students out safely, and he jumped into the last carriage, and he watched the battle from behind from the galloping carriage. Besimour's magical attack just now made the situation of the High Department not very optimistic, and they completely missed the opportunity to escape, and after El and the others fled here, they didn't know if they could escape safely. Al's mind flashed back to the conversation he had had with Edgar the day before. Even though he knows he can't convey it, the only thing he can do at the moment is to show solidarity.

At this moment, a red shadow passed through the corner of Al's eye. He quickly turned his head, and his expression was punctuated with astonishment after recognizing his true face. The Red Shadow - That's the Phantom Knight Gouyer.

Won't it ...... Thinking so, he looked back and saw in the distance that the other mechs were still fighting against Bessimour. This indicates that Gouyer left the other students behind and intended to flee alone. Al jumped out of the carriage as he understood. Everyone was taken aback by his sudden move, and there was no time to stop him. His figure disappeared into the forest in an instant, and he could no longer be found. The Phantom Knight moved fast, and El recklessly, he began to chase after Gouyer with all his might, as fast as a bullet. In the daylight, a red Phantasm Knight ran through the bright forest.

The calm forest stretched out endlessly, and there was nothing around it. However, the red mech remained focused and did not slow down, as if it was being chased by something. In fact, the Red Phantom Knight, Gouyer, and his horseman, Dietrich Kuniz, were forced to run into no escape. What drove Dietrich was a pure fear, and the sight of his classmate's Phantom Knight being defeated by Besimmore had been hovering in his mind. Dietrich didn't even dare to turn back, but blindly drove Gouyer to run. Although he didn't run on his own feet, his lungs tightened with fear and his breathing was disordered.

The riders have absolute trust in their love machines. Of course, there are still monsters in the world whose combat ability is superior to that of Phantom Knights, and Dietrich does not consider them invincible. However, he was not prepared to face an impregnable enemy who could completely destroy the knight with a single blow. As a result, in a panic, he didn't care about decency and chose to save his life - sacrificing the remaining classmates to escape.

However, the goddess of fate did not let him go so easily.

Gouyer's speed slowed suddenly. Although Dietrich completely lost his composure, he immediately thought of what the reason was. After the battle just now, coupled with the full gallop after that, not to mention that he has not yet shown the results of his usual training, he is desperate to bury his head and rush, and his running style is both nonsense and inefficient. What awaits him, of course, is the depletion of mana savings.

The fear of not being able to move came at Dietrich, but that didn't mean he could find a way around it in this situation. He stopped Gouyer and let it take a standby position, having to rest in place until his mana savings returned. After making sure that Besimour was not chasing, he breathed a sigh of relief and steadied his rapid breathing.

Once he stopped, after regaining a little bit of his senses, what followed was a burst of intense regret. He shook his head and tried to shake it off, but when he couldn't move, the ideas came flooding in and out of his mind.

- That's right, I left my companion behind and ran away -

- I should be ashamed to be a knight for not saving my friends who fought side by side in the face of death-

(That...... So what! If you stay there, you'll only be killed!I'm just going to survive, and the knighthood doesn't teach you to die in vain!)

Dietrich desperately rejects the harshness that comes from within—in the name of conscience. The breathing that had calmed down again became rapid, and I didn't even notice that the hand holding the joystick had become stiff and white from the exertion. His eyes widened, sweating profusely as he affirmed and denied his thoughts. Dietrich, tormented by his own thoughts, suddenly heard a sound from far and near, and came back to his senses. It was the screeching sound of compressed air, then the sound of metal scraping against each other, and the vision in front of him suddenly expanded. It happened so suddenly that he couldn't react for a while.

The Phantom Knight's chest armor was embedded with compressed air to allow access to the cockpit, and it suddenly opened. He certainly didn't operate the armor switch, and there was no reason to do so. If you want to open it from the outside, you have to operate a complex lever device to avoid accidentally opening the armor due to a mistake. That is, it can only be assumed that someone operated the lever to turn on the armor from the outside.

As if to confirm his suspicions, a figure jumped onto the open armor. A short stature, dazzling silver-purple hair. The figure, El Nesti, smiled casually at the stunned Dietrich and said:

"I've finally caught up with you, senior. 」

Al's tone was as relaxed as if he had sent something he had forgotten to bring. He tilted his head slightly and asked further:

"I'll get straight to the point, senior, did you escape from there?"

For Al, the question was really just a confirmation, but Dietrich shivered with horror when asked. The younger brother suddenly appeared, and when he asked, he hit the nail on the head, causing him to fall into hysteria again.

"......!, ahhh......h Damn it...... Right...... That's right, run away and ...... What's wrong with it! No matter if there is one more or less person there, the situation of the battle will not change! Then why do I have to die in vain? The knight's code does not teach people not to even want their lives!"

Dietrich repeated, regardless of how much he was frothing at the mouth. It's not about answering Al's question, it's about convincing yourself. Al nodded with a calm smile and said to the excited Dietrich:

"Great. 」

「...... What?"

He never expected this reaction, and he couldn't help but raise his head with a stammer. Great? What did he just say make him so happy?

"Because, sir, I've always felt that there was a good reason to borrow Gouyer from you. 」

Before Dietrich could understand what he meant, Al pulled out Winchester. This scene became the last thing that remained in his consciousness. After taking down Dietrich with a bomb of air, Al gave a look of grief and nodded in satisfaction. In Dietrich's case, although he has much to sympathize with, Al is actually quite angry.

Al pulled himself together and glanced at the driver's seat. The Phantom Knight is a ten-meter-tall behemoth, but the cockpit is cramped and cluttered with bones and various mechanical materials. The most striking is the central seat, with two joysticks in the armrests on the left and right sides, and pedals under the seats. This is how the rider holds the joystick with both hands and puts his feet on the pedals. Al recalls the driver's seat functions written in his textbook as he reconfirms the necessary procedures for driving in his mind.

Then, as he unfastened his strap and tried to pull the unconscious Dietrich out, something suddenly occurred to him.

"If you just throw him unconscious in the forest, won't he die if he is attacked by wild beasts?"

It is true that he is angry that Dietrich has escaped alone, but he is also unwilling to put his life at risk. Al froze for a moment, looking at the space behind his seat. Phantom Knights' cockpits are usually equipped with blankets, food, simple medical kits and other supplies for survival, which is enough to cope with a few days of solo action even if they are separated from their teammates during combat operations. In most cases, these things are tucked behind the seat to avoid getting in the way of driving.

"Hey, it's a bit of a waste, but it's the only place that is empty. 」

Al pulled out the supplies at random, threw them outside, and after making sure there were some seats in the back, he shoved Dietrich inside, who was slumped in his seat. I think this posture is uncomfortable for humans, but if you care, you lose.

After 'settling' Dietrich, Al turned to face his seat again. Unfortunately, the seating dimensions are designed to match the size of the students in the Higher Division. If he sits in it, he can't use his hands and feet to construct a joystick or pedal, and the driver's seat certainly doesn't have convenient functions such as adjusting the height of the seat like a car on Earth.

But he had already expected this situation, and he didn't sit in the driver's seat without a plan. He unhurriedly slashed at the consoles on either side of the seat and began to destroy the shell, which was not anger. He pulled the silver wire, the silver nerve, that extended to the joystick, from under the broken console, wrapped it around Winchester, and sat down in his seat, securing his body with a strap. Winchester is made of the White Mist Tree, which is easy to conduct magic, and it can be used as a simple input device by connecting it directly to the Silver Wire Nerve.

「...... Although he is suddenly going to play directly, he is only allowed to succeed at this moment, and he is not allowed to fail. 」

The silver nerve conducts magic and magic, and was originally used to manipulate the Phantom Knight by inputting magic from the joystick and pedals. However, the magic director's computer, which is equivalent to the control system of the Phantom Knight, will only control the whole body with magic in the end. In extreme terms, this means that as long as you can control the spells, you can run the Phantasm Knight even without a joystick.

That being said, this completely magic-based method of manipulation is difficult for the driver to intuitively understand, which is why joysticks and pedals are needed to reduce the necessary load and simplify the operation function. It is a semi-automatic control mode that transforms the physical input device into a joystick and pedal – adapting the driver's intuitive thinking of the limbs to the driving program, and inputting detailed data of the movement with the parameters of a specific magic spell. At present, the driving method of the Phantom Knight is a combination of these two methods, which takes into account the ease of operation and the freedom of action.

The problem with El piloting the Phantom Knight is that it is difficult to use a physical input device. Then, it would be good to deal with all the magic spells at the beginning, and he planned to use his personal magic calculus field to deal with the huge magic spells that the magic director's computer could only handle. It's an incredible idea, but El's calculus is beyond the human realm, and it's not a gamble without a win.

Al exhaled softly, calmed down, and closed his eyes to focus his consciousness.

Winchester, who is connected to the silver nerves, begins to connect with the magic director's computer. Originally, the rider would only answer the questions raised by the magic director's computer, and the magic director didn't expect the rider to operate directly, so it was surprisingly easy to establish a diversion network. As soon as his consciousness penetrated into his body, he began to read the magic spells stored by the magic director's computer one after another.

Al closed his eyes, intently analyzing the technique. He built up a magic circle out of thin air in his mind and stretched out in all directions. Al stretched out his arm in his head, reading their contents as if he were drawing a magic circle. Even though the words and circles are different, this feeling of being in the turbid flow of information makes him nostalgic, and the corners of his mouth can't help but smile slightly.

"Okay, let's take a look at what the experts are capable of. 」

He was extremely quick to dismantle the essence of magical techniques. First of all, let's start by comparing the techniques I have learned so far with the techniques in the magic director's computer.

"Start Analyzing Mode...... Similar surgeries, body enhancements, and enlargement surgeries have been detected......

Most of the procedures included in the calculator are similar to the known ones. El identified them one by one, grasping its meaning through the distribution of the techniques. The wider the scope of identification, the faster his grasp of the interior.

"The most basic thing is body strengthening, right? Crystallized muscles are imitations of human muscles. If you want it to move, it's going to be similar......

He uses the basic techniques as the basis and analyzes individual structures step by step. The control programs of each part depicted intricate shapes, interconnected with each other, and the extended magic circle almost filled his consciousness.

"Movement control of crystallized muscles...... The configuration diagram, the modular connection of each part, and the output control are the output ...... of the magic power converter."

Originally in a standby position of kneeling on one knee, Gouyer, who had always remained silent, trembled slightly. Its fingertips moved, and the eyeball crystal, which had not been focused until then, began to make out its surroundings.

"If you want to start it...... It's going to connect my body enhancement technique with the magic knight's movement technique. The animation parameters are converted with the Phantom Knight, and the action starts with the preset value of the output control......

The magic generated by the Mana Conversion Furnace carries the magic from the cockpit and travels along the silver nerves throughout the body. The Phantom Knight faithfully obeyed the instructions of the spell, consuming the mana stored in the crystallized muscles and began to expand and contract. The body vibrates slowly, like a newborn fawn.

"The action parameters have been converted, and the drive begins...... Adjust the parameters of the output control to save enough mana. Come on, let's go first......

Gouyer's massive frame barely balanced in an unsightly position, stumbling hard step after step, swaying with steps. The movement was almost like that of a dead man, staggering and slow.

"Feedback on the difference in movement and start to optimize. 」

From the feedback information of the actual movements, El scanned the excess movements of the crystalline muscles while operating the body, and adjusted the operation one by one. Although these techniques still have the shadow of existing magic, the debugging function that goes hand in hand with the thinking adjusts the techniques to the best in a short period of time, and the movements of Guyer are almost graceful in just a few steps.

About half an hour had passed since Al began accessing the Demon Director's computer. Phantom Knight, a magic weapon that can also be called the crystallization of human wisdom, is completely under his control in every corner of his body.

Gouyer did as El would be, and acted freely. There is no time lag caused by any physical input devices, or waste caused by function encapsulation. It acts in parallel with the driver's thinking, thus achieving complete and direct control. By the way, the situation is urgent at the moment.

The High Division's cavalry were still fighting to the death during this time, and El gave orders to Gouyer. It took Al's command, and began to gallop violently as if trying to save the time it had taken.

And yet—

As he ran, Al's expression gradually changed from nervous to smiling. At this point, he neither felt agitated nor stressed. The reason is simple, because he is driving a robot. The robot acted according to his thoughts, running hard.

He didn't have time to think about it when he chased after Gouyer, and he didn't have time to think about anything else when he accessed the magic director's computer. It was only now that he was actually moving and had the energy to think about it that he calmly began to review what his actions represented.

Al agrees that it would be childish to show such a reaction at such a time, but he can't control his feelings.

"Ahhh

For him, whether it was the vibration of the driver's seat with every step of the body, or the scenery passing at a terrible speed on the phantom projector, or the inertia now imposed on Al, it was not an exaggeration to say that everything was supreme happiness. Who could stop him from smiling so much? Al forgot that there was an incomparably powerful demonic beast waiting for him in front of him, and he was immersed in the joy of operating the Phantom Knight.

Gouyer carried Eyre, who gradually forgot his original purpose with every step, and Dietrich, who was foaming at the mouth and still unconscious, and ran to the battlefield at unusual speed.