The morning we went to the orcs to strike, it was still raining.

It's not a downpour, but it's upsetting to see the drizzle blowing in the wind.

There were fifteen villagers who participated in the crusade, all wearing leather armor and raincoats.

The temperature and humidity were stuffy, and I felt sweaty just by standing.

"Everyone should be prepared, the opponent is an orc, although it is not as easy as a goblin, but as long as you gather enough people, you can defeat the opponent. Whether it's a group of five or three, you can move. "Don't mess around in the carriage. Do a final check and get in the car! ”

There were seven people on each side of the covered wagon loading platform, with the remaining one leaning back.

Everyone took off their raincoats, wiped their sweat, and looked a little relieved.

Mr. Zeor sat on the left side of the bridge and I sat on the right.

"Yesterday, orcs appeared in the middle of Azka and Kiyo, but we can't let our guard down."

"There's a good chance the orcs are moving."

"Hua Wuming, pay attention to the strengthening of the physique, for us on the highway and the orcs hidden in the forest, how long it will take to find them will determine the situation in the future."

"I got it"

"Even though I say that, it's raining and the scenery around me is hazy."

I tried to use probe magic, but trees and shrubs blocked my way and I couldn't find it.

On both sides of the road, grasslands spread in some places, and forests approached in other places.

The rain-soaked forest was dimly lit, and although the road was normally normal, it always felt like something was about to pop out.

"It's hard to say if you don't push so hard, but orcs don't always hide in the forest.

"How do you see through this?"

"It's like a gap in stick art. We are not gods, so we can't see everything.

"I see, I see."

At this time last year, I still had no way to stop the orcs from attacking and allowing me to get close to them, but now that my Celestial Attribute magic strength has increased, I have a way to fight back.

After that, even in the event of an emergency, all you have to do is be prepared to be able to act calmly and accurately without panicking.

It's been about two hours since we left, but there is still no oak in sight.

Yesterday I began to think that he would not show up today because he preyed on a horse and a coachman, but Mr. Zeor had a completely different idea.

"Let's start preparing, drink plenty of water, once the battle begins, you won't have time to drink water."

Mr. Zeor, who had turned from the driver's platform, said a few words, and the air inside the caravan suddenly tensed.

The 15 participating villagers took off their raincoats when they got on the bus, but they never wore them since.

"Mr. Zeor, where are the orcs?"

"I can't see it yet. I can't see it, but it's close. ”

"Uh, that's"

"Intuition, intuition"

Mr. Zeor smiled and let go, but there was an unusual glint in his eyes.

Then, less than five minutes after Mr. Zeor's warning, the attack began.

"Bruchin!"

Seeing the suddenly falling wood in front of them, the horses pulling the carriage all stood up.

"Here we are! On the left is the forest! ”

Stout branches, crushed logs, and stones flew from the other side of the dense bush.

"Wall!"

Create a wall of air to protect the covered carriage and horses.

Due to overcoming the loss of control of the magic power, the power is enough even if it is deployed in a large area.

If I were to simply focus on the hardness, it would have shattered, but I gave it elasticity so that it would not break easily.

"This is the result of our ingenuity in materials, from hard to soft."

"Hua Wuming, what are you doing?"

"An attack of this magnitude cannot be successful."

"Well, if this attack stops, the orcs should rush in, the trio get ready!"

"Oh!"

Following Mr. Zeor, who had jumped off the coachman's platform, the men of the village dismounted from the carriage with spears in hand, and divided into five groups of three each.

Two people in front, one person in the back, and three people facing an orc.

The object that was being thrown at me from the bushes suddenly stopped.

The rain began to grow louder and took over the entire area.

"Puff puff!"

"Let's get started! Get motivated! ”

"Wow!"

The roar of the orcs came from the depths of the bushes, and the men of the village responded with a roar.

"Poof!"

The reason why I was able to react to the sudden screams of orcs coming from behind me was probably the result of my daily stick training.

No sooner had I jumped into the carriage than the coachman I was in was smashed with an oak stick.

The loud noise of the coachman's platform caused the horses to gallop, and the carriage that had fallen off the pillar began to gallop wildly.

I used the steps to regain my balance and jumped out of the back of the carriage, only to crash into another orc.

"Poof!"

"Shield! Faurecia! ”

I used my shield to block the orc's club, but was hit by another orc approaching from behind.

My body flew through the air like a ball that had been hit by a bat.

As I was knocked over and rolled on the grass by the side of the road, another orc approached me.

"Gollans!"

I forcibly pulled my aching body to form a conical spear that mimicked a cavalry spear in front of the orcs who rushed to intercept it.

"Boogie!"

The orc, stabbed in the back by the swallowtail, grabbed an invisible spear and stopped moving.

I was able to move because as soon as the coachman's platform was attacked, I jumped into the carriage and put on the full armor of heavenly magic.

All parts of her body were screaming, but it wasn't time to rest.

Another orc approached from behind the orc and stopped it with a spear.

"Summary!"

"Boogie, Gihi"

"From the R-Death Collar"

"Gufu Shugi"

Instead of a rounded blade, the improved Death Suffocator has eight spear tips arranged diagonally inward from the front, back, left, and right, and connected by sturdy rings.

"Guess what's the name."

In this form, its piercing is sharper and deeper, and even the orc's neck can inflict serious damage.

In fact, every time his body shook, the spear pierced him, and before he could see clearly, his upper body was dyed bright red.

Even the orcs whose movements were stopped by the spear were put on the death strangulation R-type, and then the spear was erased.

The orc lost its supporting body and fell into death suffocation because of its weight.

"Puff puff!"

The oak tree that crushed the coachman and knocked me like a ping-pong ball was about to attack the villagers from behind.

"Let's do it! Shield! ”

"Boogie!"

The orc, who had been hit in the face by the invisible shield, covered his nose and staggered backwards.

Using both foot magic and body enhancement magic, he charged towards the orcs.

"Spear!"

With speed and weight, the tip of the broad spear stabbed diagonally into the orc's body from the left rear.

After the tip of the gun pierces into the root, the handle of the gun turns in a large circle, digging out the internal organs.

"Bushich"

The screaming orc turned around to see me and tried to attack me by twisting its face and grabbing one of its sides.

Blood trickled down the orc's left leg, leaving red marks on the rain-soaked ground.

"Sora, come here!"

"Poof!"

After walking a distance of about ten meters, the orc turned around, wagged its tail, and roared angrily and rushed in.

"Lance!"

"Guf"

"Death Collar Type R"

"Gugigav"

It is no exaggeration to say that this series of movements of the spear is an iron plate attack mode for the charging orcs.

After confirming that the light in the eyes of the orcs, whose upper body was dyed bright red, disappeared, he released the death necklace.

The three orcs who attacked us were dealt with, but the battle between the villagers and the orcs continued.

There are orcs who fall and can't move, and there are villagers who fall down and can't get up.

"Don't go too far, chop, chop!"

"Bushi!"

"Ola, this way. Sora, Sora, Sora! ”

"Look, there's a gap!"

The men of the village seemed to have separated the remaining three orcs and surrounded them with three or four men.

The orc's body was already stained with blood, and it was only a matter of time before it was conquered.

"Huh? Mr. Zeor? "

Even if you look around the prairie, you can't see Mr. Zeor.

I thought he wouldn't be killed by the orcs, so I looked deeper and found Mr. Zeor in the forest.

Mr. Zeor glared at him about five meters from a particularly large orc.

Felled tree trunks are scattered around, and many upright trees have deep scratches.

In his hand was a short-handled spear, which on closer inspection seemed to have been severed.

Surprisingly, the orc confronting Mr. Zeor was armed with a rusty battle axe.

His complexion is also copper-red, and it looks like this guy is an orc general.

"Whether it's a general or a king, just defeat them, but aren't they all the way to Gidai?"

"Death collar R, I'll help you, Mr. Zeor."

"Hua Wuming, are you okay?"

Mr. Zeor just looked at the orc general as he spoke to me.

"It hurts here and there, but, somehow"

"Well done!"

"Boogie? Guy Cow."

Seeing the orc general's neck suddenly bleeding, Mr. Zeor turned his gaze to me.

"Oops, what's wrong?"

"I have a spear around my neck, so that's the end"

"Puff puff!"

The orc general let out a roar of rage, crushing the spear around his neck.

He shouldn't have seen it, and the hand that touched the blade was covered in blood, but he didn't care.

"It's not a lie, although it has strengthened so much"

"Hua Wuming, help me from afar.

"I got it"

Although the orc general escaped mortal wounds, he was still bleeding profusely from his neck.

However, perhaps because his body was already drenched in the rain, he didn't seem to mind the bleeding itself.

"Buoubuu"

The orc general took a slow breath, as if trying to calm his turbulent breathing, but he grabbed his tomahawk again and walked towards Mr. Zeor.

"Blade!"

"Boogie!"

When he crafted a heavy sword in the form of the Sword of Destruction and attacked, the orc general's arm was crushed by his own weight and the weight of the battle axe.

"This is the end!"

The orc general lost his tomahawk and trembled, and Mr. Zeor rushed in front of him like a gale, plunging his spear deep into his left chest.

"Bu goo-oo

When the orc general drew his spear with all his might, blood gushed out like a fountain.

Mr. Zeor drew the knife hanging from his waist and watched him warily.

"Puff puff!"

The orc general let out a roar and charged forward.

I went, but Mr. Zeor easily dodged with smooth footwork.

With a roar, the orc general knocked down a tree that looked to be more than fifty years old, never to get up again.

In the forest, where silence had suddenly returned, Mr. Zeor still did not let his guard down in his grip on the knife, but when he suddenly released his nervousness, he turned his gaze to me and smiled at me.

In addition to the sound of the rain hitting the leaves, you can also hear the victorious battle of the men of the village.

"Looks like the orcs over there have been cleaned up too."