78 [69] Spirit Village Defense Battle ⑤ ~ Eastern Front ~.txt (1/2)

Sehhhhhh!

Kounaria's bullhorn, overflowing with spirit, echoes across the battlefield.

The figure of her, who lightly swings a large axe larger than her size and kicks away slave soldiers who flock to her one after another, is difficult to imagine from her pretty appearance.

'Hey, hey, these soldiers are demons, you know? How strong are those cow people?

Slave Soldiers - - Dylan looks dumbfounded as Coonaria painlessly destroys the former Dizenaire Demon Emperor's soldiers he captured in the last battle.

The actual Coonaria doesn't have that much time to spare, but from the edge, it looks like he's a warrior.

''And...''

And as I shifted my gaze, I saw that the slave soldiers, who were ready to take up a dense formation and charge into the coonaria if they couldn't win individually, were caught up in the breath of the wind released from the sky and were being blown away.

''... It looks bad over there too. Moreover, in addition to the breath of wind, there's also water attribute magic mixed in. I'm sure someone is riding on that flying dragon.

If they tried to surround Coonaria, they would be blown away by the breath of wind released by Heishela, and if they tried to scatter or attack Heishela, they would be destroyed by Coonaria's great axe and Meldina's water magic methods.

'I like it. If we turn those guys into slaves as well, it'll be a significant boost to our strength.''

Dylan's mouth twisted ugly as he calmly analyzed the enemy's forces while grasping the situation of his own troops, who were in an inferior position, and his gaze was directed at the boy who looked like a slave soldier standing next to him.

''That's an order. Capture those men alive. I don't care if I hurt them a little.

Up in the sky, Meldina, who was covering for Cunaria, felt uncomfortable with the slave soldiers.

''Apparently it's strange. ''It's strange that they didn't express a single word of surprise at the sight of High Sierra.''

In the outside world, the flying dragon is regarded as an A-ranked species.

Despite the fact that it was clearly more massive than its normal species, the slave soldiers did not show even the slightest change in expression, let alone fear.

''Well, we don't have time to think about that! Hi Sierra! Enemies are starting to gather over there!

”Gruuuuuuuuuuuck!

For the umpteenth time already, Meldina reports the position of the slave soldiers who have begun to swarm, and Hyshela slaps the breath of the wind with a yell.

'We're coming too! Aqualance.