Okami Wa Nemuranai

2.

The morning came and the line left. Breakfast is served while traveling.

When it was difficult for the small mountain, Lecan issued a warning in a harsh voice.

"Van Damme. A warcraft."

"What?"

"About a hundred warcraft are on their way here. The lead is a little over a thousand steps away. Fast."

Van Damme pointed his incredible face at Lekan.

"Lord Van Damme. If Lecan says so, so be it. Respond."

Exactly just veterans and switching was quick.

"Fifty steps back and out of the woods! Hurry!"

Fifty steps back, the next instruction flew.

"Olst shut the door lock and lock it in the carriage! The ghetto manages to keep horses from rumbling! Zeki! Get out front. If you let go of one big shot, stand back behind the carriage and shoot for cover. Nike is in the front row! Me in the back to the right, Lekan in the back to the left! Eda..."

"You're on the carriage."

"Okay."

Zeki moved the horse forward early, holding the short cane that was inserting into his chest in his right hand, pressing the treasure ball on the patterned part against his forehead, and began chanting.

"O great wisdom, ruler of fire and wind, my desire is the sun on earth, my offering is the blood of the sacrifice, destroy those who have no eyelashes, and bless those who bear witness to the glory of God..."

I can't understand Nike's placement. The short sword is the weapon, so the back row is pointing more towards it than the front row. Besides, the distance is too far away.

When the placement ended or not, I saw the enemy. Red Monkey (Urdu) and Spider Monkey (Indu). Coming through the heights of the trees. If this one was near the trees, it would have jumped directly from the tall tree branches. But because we're distancing ourselves from the woods, once we don't get down to the ground, we can't attack.

When the monkeys' heads went down to the ground, Zeki fired magic.

"Hellfire!"

A huge mass of flames flew away. It grew gradually and eventually hit the monkeys about thirty steps in size.

Many of the monkeys who ran down the ground fell. A small number of the monkeys that were on the tree fell.

Not many that could have been killed directly, but struck more than twenty monkeys, or caused major injuries. Above all, it gave the enemy momentum.

Still, the number of enemies is high. It strikes me with the momentum of rage.

Arrows were shot in there with a series of unstoppable shots in his eyes.

It's Edda's attack.

Amazing fast fire, but even more amazing is its accuracy.

All the arrows were centered on the Warcraft. Besides, he stabbed him in the chest or belly, not in the hands, feet, arms or head.

That's fine. It is common sense in these cases to aim for a belly or chest that can be definitely hit.

The Warcraft, who have also passed through the arrows of Edda, are finally approaching the carriage.

Nike pulled out his sword. The sword body glowed white and the length of the sword grew much longer.

The sword itself was not stretched. It is the magical light that surrounds the sword. It is comparable in length to Lecan's height.

First, three red monkeys jump on a nike.

When Nike flew the two necks in front of him with his magic sword, he quickly moved to the right and snapped the neck of one on the back. That should have been a very unreachable distance, but the magic sword grew twice as long. The bodies of the three Warcraft who lost their necks fell where Nike had been.

Shortly after breathing, four spider monkeys arrive.

Nike's magic sword stretched further, and the slaughter that crawled through the earth swept away four small warcraft at once.

The hands, feet and heads of the Warcraft are cut off and rolled to the ground.

Nike waved endlessly with his sword of varying length as he moved freely to the left to the right.

The Warcraft are wiped out by the impetus.

The Warcraft, who tried to kill him in the carriage through its left and right, became food for the swords of Lecan and Van Damme.

Lekan holds the Sword of Rusk and slaughters his enemies with one swing at a time. Van Damme first slashes his leg and kills his mobility, while stabbing his stomach at his enemies who crawl through the ground when he is under his hand.

Zeki, who is trying to get hit from behind the carriage, has no turn.

Lekan was observing Nike's movements as he sifted through his one-strike special sword.

Amazing is the operation of the magic sword. That length is supposed to be due to magic, and a change in length would mean that it's being adjusted by magic manipulation. You can change the length of your sword so instantly, so accurately, that's what's amazing. If you look at an amateur, you'll just see him as an amazing swordsman. But Lekan had the feeling that he was being misled by Nike's wizard.

In just a few moments, the enemy's attacks were interrupted. But Lekan sits still in the woods.

A sigh of relief, Van Dam also tightened his expression when he saw Lekan do so.

Coming.

It was a big monkey warcraft that Lekan didn't know. The number is three. This warcraft is bright yellow in body hair and face, and the uplifted muscles will have terrible powers. Maybe this is the Yellow Monkey Ghost (Paudug) on the third floor of the Monkey Ghost Nation.

Anyway, Nike, Lekan and Van Damme got in an attitude of dealing with each and every one of them.

The three-headed beast stopped once, as I had said, and shouted a threatening howl at his chest. A normal traveler would also have the horror of freezing and crushing his soul. And the Warcraft attacked with speed that did not suit a giant body.

It was Nike in the center who took over first. I snapped my neck from outside the enemy's midst.

Lekan stuck "Rusk's Sword" in his right hand into the enemy, but when he tried to attack, he remembered a strange feeling. Something in my head shaped the word as I stuck my sword forward according to that feeling.

Spike.

That's right. Spike. It was precisely Lecan who used the move.

Softly and strangely light, "Rusk's Sword" penetrated his opponent's throat. Pulling out that sword at a rate that was inconspicuous to his eyes, Lecan even flew behind him.

Slowly the Warcraft fell.

Lekan found out at this time. The skill gained in that golden potion was Spike.

Poking is a dangerous move. It's powerful, but there's a good chance it'll fail, and then this one will be in distress. So Lecan barely uses poking unless he fights in such a small space.

But the moment I made the poke now, I was sure the move would penetrate the opponent's steeple. I knew where to punch with what force. I could sift the sword with much more vibrancy than the best poke I've ever had.

Looking sideways, Van Damme nearly stabbed a big monkey in the stomach. However, she has suffered few injuries herself.

After it was all over, Orst came out of the carriage and gave a voice of gratitude.

"What a brilliant battle! I thought you could count on your strength this time, but not so far! Wonderful! Really wonderful!

"Heh."

On the roof of the carriage, Edda looked proud by rubbing her nose from side to side with her right thumb.

Lekan approached the carriage and asked Orst.

"Orst. Did you camp in an unscheduled place yesterday because you expected this?

Orst replied with a modest smile.

"Because you knew there would be a raid. I've changed my plans a little bit."

Even if the escorts were awesome, the escort assignment was obnoxious when the requesting party gave them stupid instructions and gestures.

However, the concern about this request seems to be low.