It's fog.

The ruins of an abandoned village near the river are covered with a lot of fog due to plants and temperature, and a white mist like a thin veil fills the air.

The sound of horses' hooves could be heard in the distance, getting louder and louder as time passed.

The knight with the lamp hangs a kerosene lamp with a glass cover on the branch of the spear, and the flickering light illuminates the way.

The wheezing of some could be heard, and the long journey had made them a little tired, but the knights with their burdens did not complain, clenching their spears and armour, and made their way along the riverbank.

Accustomed to the early morning environment, he could still lock on to his target even in the vague morning fog, and the dew-soaked shoulders were hiding in the woods.

The sound of the wind flowing due to the change in air pressure appeared in his ears, and Natsume, who was regulating his breathing, controlled the rhythm and let himself melt into the grass.

In addition to the first few knights to see, some of the scouts also rushed back, and after communicating with the leading figures, they scattered around again.

The line was long, and the members of the Order who kept pouring out from around the corner brought the noise to the land.

It used to be a place of people and laughter, but now it is nothing but ruins. The horses' iron hooves crushed the morning dust as if to shatter the memory of the land's past.

The mud stirred up, and Natsume saw a tricolor banner painted with a sword and shield on the banner sticking out of the fog, yes, this was the Knights of Orleans.

Although not all, but at least some of the more important liliang.

After taking a few deep breaths, his chest heaving with Natsume's gulfing, he lowered his body, slowed his heartbeat, and stared at his prey.

There was a metal glass shell as a dome and a log as a fence, and a vehicle pulled by three horses drove out.

It was in the center of the procession, centered on the prisoner-like vehicle, with the sorcerer, the Grand Knight, the Heavy Knight, the Light Knight, and the other guards in a steel cage, and even the sky was blocked by the mobile circle, and the birds that flew by were injured after the impact because they couldn't see it.

Get ready for action!

When Natsume thought so, what appeared below made Natsume shrink back again.

The four hundred or so knights marched forward, not all, and then there was an even greater tremor, the neighing of horses and the trampling of horses' hooves, and many knights of the guard, dressed in hard armor and fully armoured, came around the ranks.

The spears have the ability to reel enemies, and the rare Mithril has been added to their armor, so that they can feel the purity of the air around them.

Has it been removed?

As with the 'baptism' of the Church, removal can eliminate almost all environmental factors that affect people and improve various capacities.

It's really amazing.

The number of members of the Order continued to grow, from two hundred to more than a thousand, and the march shook the ground, perhaps for the first time in all these years, this barren land welcomed so many lives.

I'm sorry.

Natsume is in his heart, if he is stained with red blood, please don't be angry.

Grabbing a handful of soil and sniffing it lightly, I smelled the unique fragrance and water vapor of nature, and the liliang in my body was also a little unstable.

Longing for something, this body, the mercenary's own is crying out.

So, let's fight!

So, let's get started!

In the next second, more than a dozen people flew up.

It wasn't Natsume's stick that was knocked away, nor was it beaten by Natsume's physical arts, but because the wind blew away from the speed that was too fast.

The sound of the clash of swords and halberds sounded, and the morning horn seemed so huge.

The battle began at this moment.

The first to react was the scouts who had just returned from the front, and as probes, they had to be on the same alert, so they immediately took action when they saw Natsume.

Certainly not an attack, what they did was run away, towards the center of the group, towards the rear of the group.

This was the right thing to do, Natsume affirmed their judgment.

But the knights don't run away, they go to inform, to proclaim, to guide their comrades to fight, the swords in their hands make a sound with their strength, and they become one with the horn, and the whole knight order knows Natsume as an enemy.

The scouts left followed by shooting.

Countless wind-breaking sounds pierced the silence of the early morning, and pure black arrows rained down on Natsume.

The knights had already recognized him as an enemy, and on this battlefield, mercy was long gone.

Waved.

No, it should be a rebound.

Natsume didn't choose to escape by moving at high speed, but instead rebounded this attack.

The left leg took a step forward, and the right and left feet that did not move were bent at the same time, and the metal stick placed on his back was placed on Natsume's waist like a blade.

"Next, it's your sword rain."

The muscles provided liliang, and liliang translated into action, and the metal club swung out in the form of a drawing knife with a terrifying whimper.

It was a storm, it was a raging wind, and the invisible barrier of wind opened in front of Natsume, and then with that huge liliang the arrow reversed direction.

Originally, it was impossible to reverse the direction, but the wind barrier in the eyes of others was actually a fluid water film composed of Natsume, and the target of the arrow was changed by manipulating the flow direction and direction of the water film.

Below, the screams and counterattacks of the knights.

Swing your weapon vigorously and slash arrows to block attacks from enemies.

Some were stabbed in the throat and fell into the water, some were stabbed and fell off their horses, some were shot through the head, and the knight's spear that had been held high slipped from his hand.

Blood stained the ruined buildings nearby, the screams of the horses sparked panic among the birds around them, and they began to resist in the face of arrows falling from the sky.

"Oh?"

The magician in the middle.

They summoned scorching flames from the circle formed in the sky, and while dispelling the mist, they also used the heat to incinerate the arrows in an instant, after all, they were not iron arrows.

The Knights of Orleans, acting for the sake of the Oracle and the Holy Maiden, raised their spears and rode towards Natsume.

The ground shook, and Natsume looked at the hundreds of people in one hand with his club, opened his scarlet eyes, let out a low roar, and greeted them.

"First blow!"

Even if you can see it, you can't dodge the speed, and the power of the stick mixed with the wind swept the war horse in front of you.

Natsume didn't give them a chance to get up, and the second swing of the club pierced through the armor of the flying knight and the defense of the horse with droplets of water gathered in the air.

Blood splattered, and Natsume, who closed his left eye because of a drop of blood, caught the enemy rushing from the side with his right eye.

The eight knights raised their spears and threw them at Natsume.

Woohoo.

Several wind-breaking sounds were heard, and Natsume made two jumps in the air, unexpectedly looking at the strangers who suddenly appeared here above their heads to snipe their knights.

It's going to drop!

Natsume held the stick in both hands and was about to smash it to the ground, but the knight's spear that had been dodged by himself flew again.

It is a spear blessed with magic, and after identifying an enemy, it will turn itself before piercing the opponent.

After only one glance at the attack that struck him from behind, Natsume sped up his fall.

"Now is the time! The spear attacks underneath the enemy with a tracking spell that immobilizes the enemy! ”

"It's true that I can't move, because I only have one option."

As if he knew something, the big knight who planned this attack turned pale.

I thought that the spear would be a pinning down on the enemy, but it was impossible to make it shake even slightly.

Because......

With Natsume as the center, a violent explosion like a missile resounded through the sky, the earth was screaming, the wind was howling, and the raised sand and dust and the real wind barrier bounced off all the foreign attacks, and at the same time, the nearby knights were swept away.

Bang dang! Bang dang!

The weapon fell to the ground, and they groaned as they lost their ability to move, and Natsume looked up at the sky where the fog had cleared, where several dark clouds were gathering.

"Get out of the way!"

The roar spread everywhere, and the knights quickly retreated, leaving Natsume alone to stand.

"Huh?"

The moment he realized it, the whole person was knocked into the air.

A furrow was drawn on the ground, covered in mud, and the left side of his face was slightly worn out of the skin.

"Oops, oops."

Natsume shuddered, the mud on her body flowed to the ground as if it had been controlled, and her clothes were clean again.

"I thought it must be a girl when I smelled a scent, but it turned out to be this?"

Natsume, who was careless because of her sister's paper, looked up, and a monster with a humanoid shape wrapped in a white fragrance stood in front of her.

The existence of an alternate creature constructed by magic instead of a demon-driven combat type is just ......

"It's too weak."

Natsume stepped on the ground, and he bounced up by the reaction force and instantly came to the monster.

What was found.

The circle at the center of the chest of the scented monster does not drive the reappearance of the type, but is an offensive spell built at the cost of blood.

"Dispel it! Bring the light with the blood of monsters! ”

The first thing I felt was a violent ringing in my ears, and the winds that tore through the atmosphere blew Natsume's body away.

Crashing into tree trunks, breaking large trees, and shattering boulders, Zuihou stopped in front of a ruined house where only the hall remained.

Standing on his legs, Natsume touched the right side of his face.

There is some pain, and it seems that I can't bring out all the liliang I have.

Just as Natsume was thinking, the Knights' attack came again.

"That's?"

With the sound of thunder, pure white light flickered.

"Defend the glory of the knight and the great aspiration of the 'Holy Maiden'! Chase away your enemies with iron hooves and spears! ”

The heavy cavalry was in front, the light cavalry was on the left and right, and the Guards knights fired in the rear.

With an overwhelming barrage of arrows and the sound of horses' hooves roaring like the waves of the sea, the knights launched a second assault!

Natsume wants to act, but in addition to the thunder in the sky and the oncoming knights, there is also the influence of the underground.

The dirt rolled up, no, it was piled up, and the natural barrier blocked all the routes of Natsume's retreat, allowing the oncoming knight to perform a zuihou blow.

It's amazing.

Natsume smiled bitterly.

He couldn't use his abilities very much, as if he were overloaded, fearing that too much use would make it run wild.

The worst-case scenario is ......

Kill everyone here.

But that kind of future is not what Natsume wants, and the friend that Trian wants to save must be in that central vehicle.

No way.

Natsume opened his hands, Liliang surged in his body, and glanced at the Thousand Knights in front of him, Natsume stretched out his palm to it.

With a sigh, his palms slowly clenched into fists.

If you control all the water in the air, and then the magic power is transmitted and the explosion occurs, these people will lose their combat effectiveness immediately, but this is a last resort.

So!

"Hey!"

Just as he was about to use that troubling trick, the first person to break into the enemy's flank was a girl with long red hair.

"The dawn of demon hunting, the god king of exorcism, pray here with a heart of faith, that the holy power of mercy will protect me and crush the ambition of the enemy!"

The giant blade swelled at the same time.

The reddened blades slashed out with Yasha's movements, and the attack that shredded the ground ended the enemy's charge, disrupting their team and slowing them down.

"That's why I don't like chanting, it's good that the overlapping construction of the spell relies on the attack, so let me escape quickly! You stupid guy! ”

"Understood."

The swing of the stick took away the effect of the spell, and the piled up earth barriers were easily dismantled, and Natsume, who was freed, saw Trian hiding in the jungle.

He's not fit to fight.

Yesha, who had retreated in front of him, glared at Natsume.

"What are you thinking? Even if it is a regiment of liliang, there are thousands of people. ”

"Of course I understand, is it okay for you to come here compared to this?"

"Still have time to worry about us?"

"It's not about worrying, it's about asking, and then it's your home field."

"Huh?"

It was impossible for Natsume to escape with three people, so he was only able to divert most of the enemies and let Yasha and Trian rescue his friends.

The girl who was taken away may be the girl who was forced to become a 'Joan of Arc' as an 'oracle' and 'body'.

Looking around, Natsume touched Yasha's wet hair and said

"Three, three minutes at the abandoned village at the end of the road back from here."

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean? It's very simple, I'll lead the 800 main forces. ”

"What?"

Without waiting for Yesa to object, Natsume distanced herself from her.

Jihua has begun, following the development that belongs to this Shijie, Natsume plans to have a rather interesting gamble.

That's ......

If you kill Joan of Arc, you might be able to escape from this point in time......

(I will say that I recommend it first.) )