Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

It is not wrong to look here and there.

Still, just in case, I pulled out the sword from the dead axe Mk. 2 or 3, and looked at it one more time, but nothing changed.

In the end, I couldn’t help but mutter as if I had lost a shell casing during shooting practice.

“Write… where did you go?”

It was good until I threw it away to stop the shit-colored hair from trying to make a mess during a fight a while ago… but

this doesn’t come back.

The battle is still in full swing around me, but no one approaches me. Since it was a situation where both enemies and allies were avoiding it on their own, my worries continued until Siegfried approached.

“What? Why?”
“The fragments of my sword are gone.”

The moment I answered while looking at the part of the blade that had come off halfway, the sword seemed to tremble slightly. Wanting to see any signs of abnormality, I lifted it up to eye level and checked it, but seeing that it didn’t move at all, I must have been mistaken because so many people were running shaking the ground.

“What is it? Did it just disappear when it split and flew away?”
“At that time, I came back on my own. My poopy hair was trying to make another one like this, so I blocked it and I can’t see it.”

Thinking that it might be a puzzle-like situation that was misplaced, I recalled the sensation from earlier and infused it with divine power, and the blade split into dozens of pieces, trembling and sticking together like a magnet.

But even so, there was no dramatic change in the form that seemed to have been melted down, and one piece of the blade, which was apparently intact, still had a hole in it.

Come to think of it, when I stopped the magic of Baselard or something, as soon as I broke the magic, I flew towards the caster and attacked it, but this time, did it get stuck somewhere and can’t come out?

“…I don’t know. It seems to repair itself anyway, so we can just leave it alone.”
“Hopefully I won’t be rummaging through the bushes looking for shell casings later giggling.”

Did I say that everything people think is there? The battlefield, which I confirmed by hitting Siegfried’s shoulder as he made an ominous sound, was flowing very one-sidedly.

You can even feel a bit of madness in the appearance of allies pushing forward like a wave, no matter where they got the buff. When I tried to ignore the subtle words such as ‘It’s a fear’, and looked at the place that was ‘the Demon King’s camp’, poop-colored hair came into view among the guys who were actively retreating.

Maybe because he was a wizard, he couldn’t run farther than he thought, so he was able to recognize his face, but he was smiling even though he had a bloodless face.

For some reason, the sight of her laughing while holding her bloody forearm is the image of a crazy bitch that anyone can unanimously agree on.

“I should have grabbed it and cut it off.”
“It’s a shame, but you’ll keep seeing it, so don’t try to chase after it. If you force yourself to go deep and come out like a sword master, there’s no answer.”

Even though they definitely exist, hearing them from Siegfried’s mouth made me feel very sick.

“How strong is it at the level of a sword master?”
“It’s a bit of a compatibility, but… if our sword master appeared here, all of them would run away without thinking at all?”
“Is it that dangerous?”
“That’s right. If you lack skills, you can never be surrounded.”

I thought it was a very subtle metaphor and asked it again, but when the division commander’s water buffalo horns came up, I immediately understood thanks to the experience of rushing at them like a full moon and somehow besieging them and catching them.

Because until now I ran amok with that mindset.

“Even though I thought I was getting stronger, there is no end.”
“You’re a warrior. You have to overcome that level of irrationality.”

Instead of complaining uselessly about the fact that he was a man who had to overcome even if he wasn’t a hero, he used his magic to retrieve the needle and axe.

Certainly, after the wizards withdrew, I could tell that they had returned to their original movements. They only use mana to move it, so they say that their similar sanctuary affects mana… Just thinking about it for a moment, I can’t come up with a specific answer.

After I had been doing that for a while without realizing it, Siegfried tapped me on the chest and pointed to the main base.

“Now that we’ve cleared the way, we’re going to send in the master class. Even if we’re still next to her, it’ll only get in the way, and I’m a bit tired from dealing with that jingling monster, so I’m going to fall back, but what will you do?”
“Unlike you, I haven’t had a chance to see someone like that fight, so I’ll stay longer.”

I fought like crazy, but it was far from feeling exhausted. I checked my body here and there, but there was no particularly uncomfortable corner, so I decided to stay on the battlefield to see how the master class cuts.

At my reaction, Siegfried asked back, revealing his unexpected reaction.

“Huh? Isn’t the head of the Ogatorf family also that much? It’s said to be the 3 swords of Etisiel.”
“To be precise, it’s the King’s 3 swords. And no matter how shitty Itthel is, it won’t be easy for Sir Ekaf to truly seize the sword in the capital.”

Knights with 5 or more swords out of the king’s 10 swords are humans worthy of a strategic weapon even if they only hold one sword. Among them, only Sir Ekaf remained in the capital, and the rest were all out on the battlefield, but that does not mean that Sir Ekaf was weaker than the other knights.

rather the opposite.

Sir Ekaf is unrivaled among the other 10 swords in his ability to fight in the city, so he is only tied to the capital to protect the king.

Firm loyalty to the royal family would also play a role, but since loyalty does not save lives, it was decided to prioritize skills.

“But wouldn’t you have seen and learned a little more if you had worked in the family?”
“I refused. Sir Ekaf isn’t the kind of person to do that, but it’s annoying in many ways when the nobles say shit on the pretext that he was given swordsmanship himself. Still, he didn’t tell me anything at all when he brought me over to help, but he pretended not to know, and told me from time to time. I did, but moving with full power was nothing to see.”

It’s a matter of course, but he is a person who receives recognition from the kingdom for only swordsmanship and is awarded ‘Tsshin’, and is treated like the final weapon of defense of the capital in recognition of the level achieved with that swordsmanship, and spends most of his day in the royal castle. It was difficult to receive.

Still, there was nothing to regret at the time, because there were people everywhere in the Ogatorv family who were good at swordsmanship, so there was plenty to learn wherever they went. At that time, I thought that was enough to make a living, so I focused on gaining social knowledge for the rest of my time.

“No crazy? You kicked the opportunity to become stronger for that reason? You’re a warrior?”

“Fuck, I didn’t know it would turn out like this.”

Yes, it was then. It sounds like it’s not now.

Fuck who knew he would be brave.

As Siegfried said, if I had known that I was a warrior myself, I would have just made up my mind and received a sergeant in swordsmanship. The justification that comes from the difference in status between a village commoner and a warrior must have been enough to silence the aristocrats who were trying to do anything.

“I thought I was going to do my own thing and enjoy a normal fantasy life.

A deep sigh came out, but I couldn’t help it. it’s already happened

“Anyway, while you’re on your way back, gather the clergy and give them a meeting. The pseudo-mythology used by the illusion wizards seems to have more divine power than magical power.

Siegfried, who had already roughly listened to the explanation, nodded without question and stepped back. No one seemed to express dissatisfaction towards the guy who joined Entyre and retreated under the escort of the Imperial Knights.

It was to the point that some of them showed their composure in applauding Siegfried, who withdrew with both hands, as if it was only right to go back since they did not believe that a hero would take care of everything.

“Not bad.”

After averting his eyes from Siegfried, who was getting farther away, he blew a whistle while attempting to use magic that he was not accustomed to yet.

Laika said that he used chlorination on his car based on my magical power, but it was an unfamiliar sensation to me in many ways, so I made him as smart as possible and listened to several explanations, but in the end I couldn’t follow it.

Instead, the line was turned in the direction of making it reach the car by putting magic into sound. It was an attempt that reminded me of a singing spearman that I had seen at the Imperial Academy, and it was more effective than I expected.

Even now, in preparation for any unforeseen situation, the car I had parked behind me screamed long and flew to find me, so I said everything.

Another cheer erupted from the allies, and I was a little embarrassed, but I climbed onto the back of the car that landed safely after finding me, and after reaffirming that there was no demon army around me, I flew up into the sky.

I’m sorry to the soldiers who were excited and requesting an aerial bombardment as if they had seen a flying dragon knight, but I had no intention of fighting. After all, my purpose was to see how the superhumans fought and how far they moved.

Fortunately, I was able to immediately check where the Sword Master Siegfried had spoken of was located just by slightly turning over the friendly camp.

In a battlefield teeming with soldiers like ants, it was very conspicuous to see a person walking alone in a semi-circular clearing.