Night raid and night crawling are both forms of attack. The problem is that both targets are ferocious…
“Is this all you need? It’s not even half of the original number.”
Priscilla’s guard duty declaration was made in front of the entire brigade. To avoid pointless arguments, I slightly changed the strategy and galloped across the open field.
Originally, I had planned a night raid to take out at least one Demon’s head. But I chose to strike and then retreat swiftly. Of course, the destructive power of that one strike was substantial.
“It’s alright. We’ll go quickly and come back quickly. This number is for Rufina’s escort.”
If fifty cavalry charged, the line would become too long, and the rear could be caught. Besides, I didn’t want to be chased around thinking we were a large force.
“What are you protecting Rufina for?!”
I’m good at fast riding, but I nearly bit my tongue while doing it. Priscilla, who doesn’t remember what I explained before we left, will be punished when we get back.
“We’re sending Rossa. Then we withdraw.”
“…What a boring night raid.”
You bastard! If I really wanted to, I wouldn’t have minded settling things with the Demon Lord! It’s probably impossible, but I intended to kill a fair number of them. You were the one who brought up guard duty, weren’t you?
I’ll go back quickly and push you down. Just you wait. I’ll do things I can’t even say out loud!
“Ugh!”
I bit my tongue without even talking about it. It’s not easy to have fantasies. But I’m looking forward to it.
“Concentrate! Don’t bite your tongue!”
I got scolded. Daydreaming and guard duty can wait; I need to concentrate. When I focus, time flies, and we passed through the city and could see the enemy camp.
“Draw swords!”
The speed dropped for a moment. As if to make up for it, Priscilla took the lead. I can’t lose. I have my new sword, the “Zebra” of paradoxical swords. A sword that can surpass a Buster Sword depending on magic power. I have to shout to bring it out.
“Light!”
The new sword Zebra, dazzlingly slicing through the dark night. It’s too conspicuous and not suited for a night raid. But its sharpness is like a laser! Slash, kill, and make money!
“It’s blinding, you idiot!”
I got scolded by the brigade members too. Even as their captain, I feel so mortified. If I were a Hero, would they be a little more considerate? My heart is made of glass.
“First!”
Priscilla swung her Halberd, and an Orc’s head flew off, spraying blood. Sometimes I want to take the lead. I want to use Zebra.
“Grow!”
Even without saying it, if I channel magic… Still, atmosphere is important, right? The blade exceeded three meters, felt as light as a Short Sword, and I defeated three Orcs without even using Godspeed.
Zebra is useful! It sliced through the Orcs like cutting paper, and I almost beheaded my own horse.
The magical army couldn’t stop the brigade charging forward with its twin leaders. I can’t chase too deep without using my trump card; otherwise, I won’t have time later.
“Rufina! Send out Rossa!”
“Don’t give orders, it’s ‘desu’!”
I will give orders. I can give orders, I’m important. This is an emergency. We’re inside the enemy camp. Is today the day I play the role of the oppressed captain?
I’ll probably get stronger by being oppressed. …Damn it, I hate warm ale! …Alright, time to work.
“Rossa is coming, desu.”
You summoned it after all. Is Miss Rufina shy? Is she a tsundere who defies her captain? Hurry up and bring her out!
“Yes, my lord. It’s been a while, Mikael-sama.”
No, we met the day before yesterday. It hasn’t been that long. Does Rossa’s sense of time differ from others? Besides, where does the Undead Queen go when she disappears? The afterlife? Are there cute girls there?
“Rossa, we are withdrawing. Kill them until they die.”
“Understood, Mikael-sama.”
It’s helpful that things move so quickly. I wish I had such efficient subordinates. Like those sports-oriented types who respond with “Oooooh!” when told to “Let’s go.”
Rossa’s power is proportional to Rufina’s magic power and distance. If we leave Rossa behind and retreat, she will eventually disappear. Even if she dies, she just returns to Rufina, so I can use her with peace of mind.
“Withdraw! Don’t be late!”
We caused some scratches on the Demon Army’s skin. If I apply Rossa to the wounds, they’ll get tetanus, right? I retreated, feeling a strange sense of unease.
“Did you notice?”
As we galloped back on horseback, Priscilla asked. As expected, she’s the reliable vice-captain of the White Lily Corps. Physical labor isn’t Priscilla’s sole specialty.
I had noticed from the beginning. When riding fast, you stand in a half-crouch, controlling the horse. Like a jockey, sticking your behind out. My gaze, from behind, was fixated on Priscilla’s behind.
Her well-trained behind was firm and round, perfectly suited for Priscilla, I thought; “Puri-iri” – I’m quite witty.
“Yes. So perfectly round and wonderfully shaped…”
“I’m not talking about Tents. I’m talking about the formation.”
Oh, that’s what you meant… Regarding the formation, is that the unusual feeling I had? I’d rather talk about her behind than war.
“There were no horse barricades or earthen walls within the enemy formation. It was a strange formation, as if they had no intention of defending.”
Normally, one would quickly establish a defensive position to prevent enemy incursions and protect their own safety. That’s what fences are for, but not a single one was erected.
“Right. The Demon Lord’s formation, do they not create them? Or did they not have time?”
It could be said that our night raid was successful because of the defensive flaws. They should have had time to build them, so why didn’t they? Or was there no need to build them?
“Sister! They’re chasing us!”
The cry from a brigade member made me a little sad. I wish they had called me “Captain!” instead of “Sister!”
Christine’s education must be very good. I’m impressed by her supportive power. But it makes me lonely…
As I turned around with a sad look, I saw a Giant chasing us with wide strides. Christine, seeing my sad face, caused the brigade member who had reported to have a heart attack. This is the first casualty of the day.
“…Captain, the Giant is chasing us.”
The heart-attacked soldier’s horse veered off from the formation. Christine didn’t even glance at him. You just killed him.
“Everyone, keep running towards our阵 until we reach friendly territory! I’ll handle that one!”
Cool me. And Zebra, the Sword of Light mode, which needs to show off more than necessary.
“Light…”
“Wait just a moment, desu! Emitting light in this darkness only gives the enemy a target! You should use the ‘Darkness Sword’ here.”
The Darkness Sword, mentioned by Rufina. The paradoxical sword has two modes. One is the Sword of Light, which Sophia cooperated with, and the other is the Darkness Sword, which Rufina cooperated with. With this mix of black and white, the paradoxical sword is unrivaled.
The white Sword of Light embodies a laser, like a beam saber. It’s easy to use and could be called the strongest sword. The only drawback is that it’s a little embarrassing to manifest, but that’s within my tolerance.
The black Darkness Sword embodies a corrupted greatsword, and its appearance is ominous. It’s a bit long and could be called the most ferocious sword. It takes effort to manifest, and the embarrassment exceeds my tolerance.
She wants me to use it now! Is she considering the Giant’s stride length when she says that!? The Darkness Sword is, in a way, the most ferocious. It surpasses the Sword of Light, but using it on people would violate the Geneva Conventions.
Rufina’s envious gaze. I don’t know how to avoid the hopeful gazes from other White Lily Corps members and the brigade.
If I use this, I’ll definitely win! I’ll win, but I’ll definitely get yelled at later! I hate being yelled at, but I also don’t want to die.
I’ll draw the Darkness Sword, prepared to be scolded later.
“Darkness!”
I’m definitely going to be yelled at later.
