"Me, I'm gonna quit ironwall."

"Oh, my God, from a stick to a stick"

Swords, magic, and the world of mechanical civilization - Terracia. A world in which three large continents and two small continents, ten archipelagos, are the main living areas of the human race.

The Kingdom of Belfar, the largest nation in this world.

The crusade of a herd of local dragon dragosaurs, commonly known as Ironwall's mission of the day, the Private Knights of the Duke of Chryseed, whose most powerful name is also known in its Belfoul. That you are finishing it and dismantling your prey.

As more than a hundred meters of dragosaurus processed one after the other, Yu Brown Hundred Horsemen, who himself had taken the lead and continued the demolition work, had told that to his colleague Gail, who was dismantling the same prey.

"It's not all of a sudden. I've been thinking about it for a while."

"No, I don't think so, but from what they hear, why are you telling me that at this time with a nori that normally chats? It will be."

"Ah, that's bad"

Even as we continue such a loose conversation, we will not stop dismantling our hands.

At any rate, more than a hundred dragosauruses have been tailored. There are nearly three times as many knights out there, so I don't have time to hold my hand.

More than one hundred and eighty centimeters long yu wave their swords flashly into abouts, slightly smaller gayles finely dismantling where there is something that can be used in the cut off areas.

With that division of roles, the mountain and the pile of dragosaurus in front of him were undergoing dismantling with dizzying momentum.

"But it's a pain in the ass to dismantle these guys."

"Well. I have to think it's a little less expensive, but I can't do it."

"Yu, you're still fine. It's just a matter of discrepancy. I'm a decision-maker, so I don't have to be somewhat polite. It's gonna be hard with blood and fat. That's not what happened."

"Last time Balfamorus was me for that, so this time it's just you in order, right?

"Yes, but I wish these guys had at least..."

Gail stares jealously at Yu as he dismantles his sword's wind pressure to avoid any blood or other exposure. Unlike Yu's hair, which retains its original color, dark gray, Gail's hair has a shade that is hard to describe with blue returning blood and fine pieces of flesh.

"I honestly think it would be better to burn down the monster at once rather than strip the material for immediate expenses reduction."

"It's against the policy of the Hall, so why not? Give it up and we'll encourage you to cut expenses."

As they blur, this dragosaurus is basically edible because the vast majority of creatures cannot digest it. For this reason, there is no use except that some materials become materials for weapons and consumables, otherwise areas are only so baked out with flames of purification that ash is properly fertilized.

Leaving the carcasses behind poorly doesn't mean I'm finished with them, either, as they gather more troublesome monsters who can prey on these guys.

They are coming with cheaper and easier to get alternatives to materials that are just big enough to fight and barely take.

Honestly, I'd love to burn it down as long as I take this effort to dismantle it, but Ironwall requires me to always collect anything I can use, no matter how worthless it is, in the sense of paying respect to the lives I've put in place.

So unless there's such a thing as a big herd leaving their daily habitat a lot like this one and storming on a route that goes straight into the city, the name is given as the head of a monster you don't want to deal with as much as possible.

For the record, this assignment is not within the territory of the Duke of Chryseed. Events in a city in the territory of another nobleman could not be dealt with solely by the private soldiers of that nobleman, so a unit of Ironwall who happened to come to the joint exercise nearby took direct action.

Soldiers and knights of other nobles who were taking part in the joint exercise are turning to deal with small objects that have been chased and run wild by this herd. Material ingredients The ingredients are bigger there, but for taking on such a role in that sense, it is a contract to get it properly compensated for in cash.

"So, I know I've been thinking about it for a long time, but what did I want to stop doing?

"Because I see a limit, something like that"

"Limits, hey. I figured out how the secret couldn't be shot, you know?

"Oh."

"I thought so. It's the only way we can feel the limit."

"Must be."

Yu smiles bitterly at Gail's words as he finishes demolition and burns down the carcass with the flames of purification.

It's a secret because it can't be used that way, like the secret moves of martial arts. I know that's not what they say, but I can't be able to shoot what members of the Iron Wall, including Yu, say, but it means a little different.

"If I shoot like that, I don't know how I'm letting go of my moves, my deputy chief or anything."

"If I knew that, I wouldn't feel like it was the limit, and I wouldn't even say stop."

"Well."

The martial arts in which the members of the Iron Wall are planted are really well done, and when they all acquire moves to the level of transmission, they can shoot the ultimate moves that anyone is called a secret. But being able to shoot and being able to use it is a different story, and most members stop in the realm where both of their opponents disappear the moment they use it. It is a handful that will normally be available no matter how much you work out, and it is difficult to cross that wall.

That's why it works tremendously, boasting an unruly twisted performance that if activated, 90% of the opponents can be definitively extinguished, and yet will have no effect other than the one who tapped in.

Ironwall, the world's most powerful calling, protects the vast Duke's territory. A secret that among those 5,000 members can only be used decently by a sufficient number of people in both hands and toes at best. Those who can handle it show just as much combat ability as they can be invincible, precisely the ultimate goal of the team and the eternal reward beyond their reach.

In the first place, the martial arts themselves, called 'Divine Dragon Combat Techniques' employed in the Iron Wall, were designed to create a body capable of shooting this secret.

Specializing in the handling of the mind, the physical as a creature, and the building of the spirit, this martial arts is highly versatile, but to be practical, it builds a considerable body, and if it can withstand recoil, it will always be a feather of failure.

Therefore, if it is powerful enough to blow up one mountain, it is intact and bearable, if it does not become such a body, it will not even finish the foundation, and if it graduates from the apprenticeship, it will inevitably obtain the flesh of the iron wall.

"So, if we're there, the wall that the majority of us would hit isn't the only reason you want to stop, is it?

"... well, yeah. I don't know, I don't have a problem staying here at all, but somehow..."

"That would be fair. In the first place, the Knights don't have to be able to replace everyone but the top museum."

"That's right. Like Joseph and Marian, I was just a little disgusted when I thought that I couldn't leave anything behind after throwing my life away..."

"Oh, I see. Sure, it doesn't tell us where we stand what people think of the people who are chipping their lives and protecting them."

"Oh. Besides, this is a group of only 'demon killers', but most of them are in a country that doesn't have half of us if we look around the world. Then I thought it would be more useful to move that way rather than stick around here, which doesn't change whether you're here or not."

"I can't deny it at all..."

Hear Yu's true meaning and Gail affirms in a sigh. Around that time, Gail had also thought about it several times, and for a time also considered going through the iron wall as seriously as Yu did.

The difference with Yu is simple, because I don't have any trouble as a Knights when I'm gone, but the deputy commanders had the opportunity to know that I would be in great trouble.

Yu hasn't noticed, but one of the ranks of Ironwall, the Hundred Horsemen, will be squadron captains where they say in the military and the ranks up there. When that ranked person falls out, it's a lot harder to restructure and retrain the organization.

About three years ago, Gail decided to stay here until retirement or death because something particularly massive happened among the worst disasters in this world, known as the Demonic Disaster, and he then touched on the circumstances around it while doing the ending.

In any case, the disaster, the great damage done to the ironwall when it comes to harbouring the high-dimensional life form known as the 'Demon God' that causes it, has resulted in the death or irreversibility of nearly 20% of the total of five thousand people, especially the Hundred Horsemen class, half of whom have been killed in order to protect their men. Joseph and Marian, whom Yu had spoken, also died in battle at this time as abandoned pawns themselves.

It is a disaster in which a country with a total population of about 300,000 people disappeared from the map of each of its lands. Rather, we are fortunate to have done so with that degree of damage, but from a surviving human being it would not have been accomplished with such words.

"So, if you're going to stop, you can stop, but what are you going to do? I guess the way you put it, you're going to leave Belfar, but where are you going and what are you going to do?

"Right. I'm thinking about crossing the Crewell continent and doing it even for adventurers. You can eat for about ten years with the money you saved and the retirement money, and the adventurers will be able to do the least with the skills you've been tapped into here."

"Oh, I see. We're talking about more troublesome land warfare monsters over here, and some demand for our moves."

Gail snorted somewhere reasonably reasonable about Yu's plan.

As a matter of fact, they don't know anywhere else. Even though they are aware of the rarity of "demon killing" that can deal with demon disasters, they don't realize how much of it they are.

If there is more than the same level to sweep around and throw away, there is no choice but to do so.

In the first place, a normal country does not exist first, such as a class of demon killers who can be single-handedly stamped with demons, at best whether they can be stamped with even a few opponents who routinely stamp them in a nose mix.

Clearly, if there is one person, it is the general Ironwall crew that could normally collapse the battle balance in that area.

Even though it is at that level for the average trooper, it is definitely not something that would otherwise be acceptable, such as a squadron leader class yu or gayle spilling over to another country, but it would be their most horrible thing not to be handicapped at all where they were hostile, even if they were to be pulled out and struggle with the exchange of personnel.

"So, what country are you going to, as good as crossing to Crewell?

"I'm going to make it a trion. It's close to Belfar, and there are direct flights from the Duke's territory."

"Well, if it's from us, would it normally be"

To Yu's plan, Gail snorts again and again. It's not like it's an unknown plan, so it's a relief.

"Well, I wonder if the biggest wall can shake off Deputy Rumfest's clasp."

"... right"

Gail points out the biggest difficulty, and Yu does. Normally, there is one boss who gets a lot harder when it comes to prolonged suspension or retirement for no compelling reason.

"Either way, we can only talk about it after the mission. We'll finish the joint exercise and the dragosaurus crusade report by the time another team returns to find out why."

"Oh. This is my last assignment. I'll do it without a clue. But......"

"Something bothering you?

"Me, I volunteered for another team, but I wonder why I got kicked"

"That's not going to put you, a human being who doesn't have to think a lot about it, but who can secretly let go and try to bring you into a fight, into a separate team. Different reasons, but we hate the hall, the captain and the deputy directors all of them."

"... I don't mean to."

Yu is told like a suicide applicant and goes on with the final processing in a blatant fashion. Once completely burned down and extensively scattered, the ashes of Dragosaurus are collected by wind magic and placed on the carrier of the dump car.

"Well, the other team is back, and we're gonna listen to them, finish the report, and we're gonna go home."

"Oh."

Blamed on Gail, who found a separate team back, Yu gives instructions to Dump's wheel before leaving the scene.

They hear the common story of a small neighbour who wants to rule Belfar destroying himself with the idea of something unnecessary in mind as a finding, and they wrap up the contents of the task in a troublesome report and end it at the end of the mandate.

"Well, I don't know if you can pull it off, but after this report, the vice secretary always looks awesome ~?"

He sighed deeply at Gail's teasing words and was Yu entering a metamagic chant to report and apply for retirement.

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