Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Rengie Epagasiera is not just a port city.

The city itself is a collection of blessings and an embodied divinity because it has been maintained for a long time as a sacred place and the starting point of the Demonic Cult, which originated from the tradition that Epaga gained divinity and ascended to heaven as a demon god in the past.

And under the teaching that all kinds of human groups in the city are praise and faith for the demon god Epaga, the people of the city have lived tirelessly to be faithful to their faith and life.

Of course, not everyone has lived a noble life like the clergy. However, even such people could not be completely free from the atmosphere of living in a city where gods were born, and compared to other cities, it was a level where they could be proud of having a very stable society.

So when the walls of the city began to be attacked, the people of the city felt anger before fear.

Instead of being swayed by the demon king’s operation, which shouted that God was dead, they united more firmly. There was no hesitation in transporting supplies and preparing for war with the church’s clergy. Because of that, I could feel fear and anger at the same time as I watched the twisted monster ramming into the body with the momentum to pierce even the numerous protections and blessings surrounding the castle walls.

However, when the rumor spread that even such people would abandon the city and move under the judgment of Saint Deoni, they had no choice but to hesitate and collapse.

“God… why have you abandoned your children…”

It was now a daily routine for clergymen passing by to lament that made their hearts break.

The situation in which demons who serve demons oppose the same demons and join forces with other races, including humans, was a story that was difficult for most people to understand and understand, so there was no way to stop the lamentation.

It is useless to say that soldiers from other cities or ordinary believers unrelated to power are uniting under the name of the Demonic Cult, and that a Demonic Hero has appeared on the frontlines of the Humans and Demons.

Many people who wanted to win as the people of Epagasierra in Rengi lost their fighting spirit when they heard that they had to abandon the city that was the basis of their fighting spirit.

“Why did the hero appear among the Humans in the first place? Isn’t that a lie?”
“It is said that the demon king and his henchmen messed with the demon spirit and the holy relic.”
“No matter how it is. Shouldn’t the demon’s hero be a demon?”
“What is it? You want to say that the Humans are not qualified to serve demons?”
“No, that’s just what they said…”

As much as the fighting spirit disappeared, the sense of collapse increased, and the complaints increased. The bustle of the entire city is nowhere to be found, and more and more people are staring at the floor or drinking alcohol in an empty and lethargic way. It was a situation that could be said to be comforting if there were only a few people who tried to run away to find their own way.

The saintess’s heart was also not at ease as Deoni was informed of the city’s situation, but she had too many other things to deal with right away to dwell on such things.

“How is the condition of the blessing on the wall?”
“It’s to the point where I have to reinforce it five times a day.”

While listening to the report while walking on the wall, Deoni’s gaze scans the plains outside.

There is no trace of the siege warfare. Because it never even started. The plain was flat with no trace of even ordinary soldiers, let alone cavalry soldiers, sweeping in groups.

But above it are the corpses of monsters who have lost their sanity due to being eroded by evil spirits, the corpses of soldiers sacrificed to deal with them, and living monsters still alive and aiming for the wall. Even at this moment, as she watched, the monsters were attempting to charge indiscriminately at the walls and gates.

thud. thud. Every time they hit the wall, it vibrates as if they were hit by a catapult. The blood and flesh of those who couldn’t bear it until the aftermath of the collision were scattered accordingly, but by the time they separated themselves from the wall and ran far away to rush again, they were fully recovered and there was no meaning.

The demons do not even reach the camp of the demon lord beyond that. Because the Demon King’s Army had already figured out how they moved and how far they moved, they had organized camps at a sufficient distance.

Even travelers heading to the city or joining the Demonic Cult did not stop them from appearing infrequently on the plains.

As if I have no intention of stopping those who find their place on their own.

“But right now, the morale of our allies is higher than the blessings…”
“It’s getting worse.

It was an unheard-of method of siege warfare, but the effect was clear. Not to mention the damage done to the regular soldiers, when that monster first appeared right away, two paladins and three crusaders had to die just to kill one.

However, if you kill one, the demon army sneaks up and releases another one. It was normal for morale to drop as the ten demons kept roaming the plains all the time. Even those who claim to be commanders feel gloomy when they see that, but what can they say?

“According to intelligence, the person in command of the army is a young blood who has just taken command. How can we deal with those villains…”

Looking at Deoni’s complexion and carefully speaking, it is Rengie Epagasierra’s special circumstances. In view of this, it was the Earl of Timsive who was sitting in the position of manager of the estate, not the lord. Not only has his family been with the city for generations, but he has been a great source of strength with his strong faith and brilliant brain, but now his complexion is haggard due to fatigue and stress.

Guessing what was about to come out of his mouth, Deoni carefully raised her hand to pause before speaking in a calm tone.

“Earl Timsive. Even though I’m not very good, I was trained to be a Heretic Judge before I was ordained a saint. I don’t need consolation, so please tell me the truth as always.”

Count Timshive’s bloody eyes flickered for a moment before regaining his composure. However, apart from regaining his composure, the words that came out of his mouth were devastating.

“…The Demon King’s army doesn’t over-inject their strength. They don’t look down on them easily.”

The obsession of the Demon King’s army that has been passed down in history because of the long war with the human race.

Always try to put in the right amount of troops.

“Sending someone who is no different from a bloody mass rather than a commander who can control the battlefield means that the soldiers under his command are inferior in quality compared to those on the front line. I’m sure you can do it.”
“…Is there a possibility that the commander is a rising star?”
“It’s less likely than those demons to trip over a stone root and break their heads and die.”

It was a self-deprecating joke, but it was quite effective. Those who toured the castle walls together did not ignore Earl Timsive’s consideration and smiled lightly.

“Just breaking through would be dangerous.”
“As expected, moving by ship…” ”
We can’t even pick up all those who want to join us. We can’t even reach the human port without any supply. Even with those evil species, we can’t even get on the sea again. How do you know what to make and sow?”

Deoni let out a deep sigh and abruptly moved her gaze over the horizon in the strange situation of talking calmly on top of the castle wall without any threat even though the monsters were released and there was no long-distance check.

It didn’t make any sense. It was a street often used by those who came to agree with the Demonic Church, so I just kept my eyes on it just in case. Even if the Demon King’s army neglected such people, the evil species were different. When a new visitor appeared, they had to somehow divert the nerves of the villains.

Sure enough, this time, someone was heading towards the city.

“Do you have a telescope? Someone’s approaching the city.”
“I’ll check!”

On the patrol, one of the soldiers, who had been staring at the sky with a serious face because the commanders had to stop in front of him to chat, shouted and opened the telescope hanging around his neck to check the direction Deoni pointed.

“Confirmed! One male beastman and one human! Look at the state of their armament… Adventure…? Knight?”
“…why is the human knight here?”
“Sir, excuse me! I’m an adventurer!”
“Looks like your gear is in good condition. Can I have a look?”
“yes!”

After accepting the telescope from the nervous soldier, Deoni realized that it was a mistake that she had stopped here. Although gibberish, the soldier’s words were true. A beastman wearing leather armor and a human wearing armor that looks sturdy enough to be mistaken for a knight draw their swords and run to the castle wall…

“…run?”

For a moment, I wondered if I had seen something wrong, so I took my eyes off the telescope to check it with my own eyes, and looked again, but I was sure.

Now, before I knew it, a human race equipped with a helmet was running towards me, holding a toothless sword in contrast to the sturdy armor.

“What are you doing?”
“No, I’m just rushing with my sword out…”

Unlike Deoni, who felt the sense of stopping thinking at the sight that was beyond common sense, the Humans, who worked hard to close the distance, suddenly jumped off the running horse and started running on their own feet.

But the speed is extraordinary.

With each step taken, the ground digs up and scatters backwards, drastically reducing the distance. Running at a speed that was difficult to follow through the telescope, Deoni, who had managed to catch the human holding a sword by his side as if charging a lance, looked at the helmet he was wearing for a long time and was belatedly shocked.

As funny as this expression is, it was a helmet she knew.

“Hero?!”

Someone who couldn’t be here was running towards the city.

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