Chapter 259: 259 Episode 256: On the night of the blink, you and (Part 6)

Nose screaming.

Perhaps this is where they should call it.

A corpse eating a thousand slices of a throat is rolling.

There are people who scream and escape, bleeding.

Ever since I came to this world, I have clearly come to witness the 'death of man'.

Brev is holding Sisty, who shivers in tears.

Mr. Dorothea is holding it so as to cover both of them.

So I guess these three didn't seem to see me using magic.

Looks like he jumped out on a dash and recognized he was just bringing an asshole Kainen parent and child.

Whatever...

"Huh......!

"Ha... ugh!

Outside the muddy water, the two high elves are kicking the monster for me.

Even with the remains of the Warcraft scattered, I guess I just think they cleaned it up.

Nevertheless, Mr. Fennel is strong as well as Yantine.

Whether you're keeping your magic warm or afraid of a false explosion, even though you're both fighting with the short sword you were carrying, it doesn't look like you're making a monster or anything bitter.

Teine is self-declared and not surprised because she said she was better at spears than witchcraft, but even though Mr. Fennel looks like a magician, he also seems to have a sword heart.

You two seem to be able to focus on fighting because I'm protecting everyone on the Wall of Demons.

Of course, I'm helping too.

Restraint the enemy's body with black rope and stick muddy water on his face.

That's how he handles the warcraft that doesn't come in between the two of us.

But if you do, you have a rare number of enemies.

Even though both Tine and Mr. Fennel are burying monsters in one blow, they don't look diminished.

Ningro jumps into the venue from next to next.

It's more like we're in a herd of warcraft than we are attacked by a large number of people.

(Are you okay with this...?

I hope it's not a hell of a painting outside the venue.

Speaking of distractions, no signal bullets have been launched to notify strangers outside the city.

In other words, Cyril could be isolated.

In addition, the Earl, the ruler and ruler, is falling off.

Isn't this confusing the chain of command?

And arrowheads, monsters look like they're after star reading parents and kids.

What the hell is this all about?

It's as if it's also programmed to aim -?

(If I can move from here, I can check the area...)

With all your hands full of interception and defense, walking the mothers of ordinary people is risky.

I know you have an advantage in battle if you look at Tine and Mr. Fennel, but it won't be possible to keep fighting without rest.

But if we just protect it, we can still figure it out.

"Tine. Mr. Fennel. Let's set up an operation."

Evacuate the two elves into the Wall of Demons. As long as my magic continues - which I already owe Fee - the muddy water won't break either.

"Go ahead."

As soon as I offered them water, they drank it up.

There will be some wear and tear in this form. I can't let you force me.

"Thank you, Master Alto.... but I wonder what this is"

Teine sits down to the chair dissatisfied.

"If it's me and Fennel, you can have this amount of opponents, hundreds or even two, but obviously, there are more than that. At first we fought to see if we could retreat or wipe them out if we crushed a few, but it was a quantity more than we expected. I can't see the end."

The Warcraft that you both took care of, I do it in due course, so as not to disturb you.

There are already piles of carcasses built here and there, but there is no way the raiders have been reduced. It doesn't even look like war has waned.

He is currently in progress, jumping on the demon wall of water, and drowning on his own.

"Mm-hmm... Arrowhead, that's a little odd."

And, Mr. Fennel.

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"Fennel, what the hell are you saying is weird? Don't skip the subject. This raid is full of crazy things, isn't it?

"That's, excuse me. - Uh, I have the ability to be Tamer, don't I?

Speaking of which, the squirrel-like one went to ask for backup.

Would that squirrel have arrived safely in this riot?

If we can get there, will the Chamber of Commerce have the strength to turn this way?

"So this is Kang as an obedient demon, and I wonder if these demons are led by someone."

"Control?"

Yantine frowns.

"You know perfectly well that Tamer himself, Fennel, can't have so many warcraft obeyed, even if he's a high-elf obedient demon, right? Or do you think, like demons, there are a lot of submissive demons?

"I don't know about that area. Are you sure you have the right number of Tamers? Or is there a way to use a lot of demons, even in the singular, or even in the minority? There, I don't think I can help thinking about it right now. But I don't think my assumptions are wrong. The rationale is..."

Mr. Fennel explains.

First of all, the demons are clearly coming at us.

Probably also noticed that they were after Pooh's kids.

I guess the reason I don't say it in my mouth is because you cared.

It's possible that you shut your mouth because it's a hypothetical stage, of course.

Next, I mentioned the timing of the demonic raid.

I don't know where they broke in from, but if the Warcraft were disorderly, there would be a battle in the Cyril people before they came to the festival venue.

And my eyes, they're attacking.

The monster is crushing the Count most of all.

And that the signal bullet for the rescue request has not yet been launched.

This is an impossible story given the scale of the conflict.

I mean, she concluded that they must have targeted you as a priority, too.

"We have to assume that this is already the raider being Tamer. Even the herd is not an individually destroyable 'singular gathering', but a 'dominant group of forces'. I think moving from that premise will improve survival."

Indeed, when the enemy is an orderly being, I feel it would be better to raise the alert level.

I think it would be more impossible to define this raid as a disorderly coincidence.

"If it's explained that far, I have no objection either. But, Fennel. If I can't figure out the difference in power between him and me, I don't think I can even set up an operation?

Yantine played the bench with her fingers regrettably as she said.

"Know how many?

I came with a pin.

There he is, right here.

There's a genius who's been aware of the existence of demons since daylight!

"Fee. Can't you see how many demons there are? Rough and good. You think it's a lot over there or less over here? You can just compare the number of people in this square."

"Nyu? Not human. Magic and soul? More and more. So many!"

"What? More, more...?"

Yantine blued in amazement.

I've already exorcised a significant number, but how can that increase?

"Miu Miu...... From that pond, like a lot of ants coming out, there's more and more of them. Phew, that, I know!

"Holes? Aren't the city gates broken or some of the walls destroyed?

"Demons, they're not from outside. It's gushing all over the city."

What's this all about?

Did you even dig in the tunnel beforehand?

"Probably coming through the gate! But it's not the same pattern that Phew knows. He's gnawing! It feels a little unnatural!

"Gates? Gates? Just now, Phee herself said she didn't come from outside."

By the way, I came to a conclusion.

They're the same for the two high elves.

Yes. The Gate.

If you're close to that arch elf, everyone will think of it, the legendary demon prop.

I have also used the property of Abel in Wangdu...

"That's it, here!?"

We looked at each other.

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