I’m getting tired of killing enemy soldiers.
I decided it was a good time to retreat.
I possessed my main body.
“What about the supplies?”
I asked a pair of people busy carrying wooden boxes that contained the supplies.
From what I heard, the defense line the enemy had established was terrifyingly solid.
I hadn’t noticed because the performance of my vessel was so good.
“I guess I’m joining the cheat club of this world too ♪”
“Huh? Did you say something?”
“No, just talking to myself. Thanks for the information.”
“No, no, you’re welcome. We’ll get back to work then.”
They bowed in thanks and carried the wooden boxes together, heading to the rear of the units that needed them.
The soldiers Gins gathered are truly hardworking.
“I think I’ll go see Gins’ favorite Guardian Maid ♪”
I detached.
In my Astral Body, I moved from the right flank to the center, and then observed from above the left flank.
“There they are ♪”
No dark circles. Their movements are as captivatingly beautiful as yesterday.
What kind of operational instructions are they following this time ♪?
I looked at the cleavage visible through their chainmail from directly above,
imagining the dark inner thighs directly below,
and savored the visual feast.
Then, I observed the war situation on the front lines.
Here and there were the bloodlines of heroes and brave warriors.
I overheard the soldiers talking amongst themselves,
and observed them.
It’s important to know their habits and what they have up their sleeves,
in case we have to fight them.
Especially those of a woman’s bloodline ♪
I shot down my vessel.
I observed a woman called “Sure-kill, Sure-hit.”
As always,
she was accurately hitting the heads and necks of soldiers with what looked like Light Magic.
Her name is Joanna.
It’s a name that makes me think she might be violated by tentacles.
Of course, those tentacles would be mine ♪
As for other tentacle-wielding monsters,
I’ll surround Joanna.
She’s of the strongest bloodline.
She’s too strong-willed to be a Harem member.
Therefore, I’ll break her spirit with drugs and neglectful confinement,
treating her the same as the monsters I made into female slaves.
“Even with a gag, it’s really troublesome when they activate thoughts in their heads.”
I need to create multiple spare vessels,
as confining them is also a big hassle.
The moment they recognize an attack target, it’s instant death.
Or, a fatal blow is dealt to a vital point.
I need to somehow increase my magic attack resistance.
Nearby.
The companion man has an alligator-like name.
Well, this man’s sensing ability, so far,
has not detected my Astral Body.
I don’t know if his abilities will awaken or not,
but he’s an obstacle to obtaining Joanna.
It’s better to defeat him first.
If I’m going to attack, it will be during the night when they’re sleeping in separate rooms.
Magic at maximum speed from beyond their detection range,
or I’ll fly at them like bullets.
Oh, you’re still alive? You old tanuki.
To be able to swing your staff and knock down armored soldiers like that.
What kind of hardness are you imagining?
“You guys, you don’t want to die, do you?”
The old tanuki started saying something to the soldiers.
Hmph. Without killing them.
This is a battlefield. Even if both sides agree,
those who don’t listen will come to kill.
*Swish swish swish.*
*Shu-u-u-pa.*
Several arrows and magic arrows that passed through my body as I floated in my Astral Body,
attacked the soldiers who were focusing their consciousness on the old tanuki and the enemy soldiers around him.
“Old man. There’s no need for mercy towards the enemy ♪ The enemy are all just supporting characters to make me and the Shining Bow shine brighter ♪☆”
The man who fired the magic arrows came to pay attention? To explain? to the old tanuki.
He was talking, deliberately showing off his whitened teeth.
He’s trapped in his own worldview. I was like that once too… there was a time.
When I tried to enjoy my life as the son of a movie actor.
I ended up imitating the actors from popular movies with the neighborhood kids.
I used to think about all sorts of continuation scenes that weren’t told in the movies… ♪
Those guys are probably dead by now.
And their sons or daughters are getting married, I wonder?
It’s fun to tell them about their parents’ dark history ♪
Well, later on,
it would lead to posters asking for sightings from neighbors, reporting me as a stalker to the police.
“That Shining Bow.”
Is it a weapon that shoots light magic? Or is it a magic form that looks like a bow?
I’ll try it later to see if I can do it too.
The trick is to imitate the man’s movements.
“Isn’t it better to refrain from needless killing?”
“Old man ♪ This is a battlefield. If you don’t shoot, you’ll be shot ♪”
The man pointed to the corpses of the soldiers the old tanuki had shot and said to him.
The old tanuki neither accepted nor denied it,
and seemed to be moving away.
“You’ll cede this spot to me then ♪?”
“…”
Is the old tanuki pretending not to hear?
Or did he think it was too much trouble to deal with me?
Without any reaction, he continued walking towards the front line.
All the soldiers who charged and attacked were blown away by counterattacks with his staff.
I hope not all elves are like the old tanuki.
In stories from Earth,
they are a race that loves nature—forests and animals.
Their nature is gentle.
They have little interest in sex.
They are slender beauties.
If there are ten women, they are handsome men who would make all of them turn their heads.
Their handling of bows and knives is god-like.
How could they possibly have such brute strength!?
To me, they are weak beauties, and anything else isn’t an elf.
I had seen enough of the man’s shining bowmanship.
Now, I’m watching the two bloodline men who are cutting through our army.
“Uoooooooh. Stop me if you can!”
“Uoooooooh. Stop me if you can!”
It’s like looking in a mirror.
The two men don’t resemble each other in appearance at all,
but their fighting movements worked in tandem,
as if they were one.
They even said the same words and charged.
My soldiers are confused about which one to deal with.
The unit commander is also at a loss.
He’s completely defensive with a large shield.
This is bad. I can’t afford to let Gins lose.
Should I use Polalston?
…No, they’re bloodline users, they’ll just break it.
Moreover, they’re specialized in close combat.
I’d be killed before I could use a surprise attack.
“Hang in there.”
I moved on to search for the next bloodline.
Only men.
Finally, I found the second woman.
She was wielding a weapon called a linked sword that extended like a blade.
She was in full armor, which made her too sexless.
The chest area of the armor was bulging, so
she was probably a woman. No, I hope she’s a woman.
The linked sword extended its reach like a whip.
The soldiers were forced to attack from a distance,
and their expendable arrows were gradually consumed.
The speed of the linked sword was faster than arrows.
The soldiers were cut down before they could reach the woman.
“I don’t have a decisive move here either.”
This is a loss.
A retreat would tarnish Gins’ family name.
The merchants who had dealt with me so favorably,
the ladies who bought beauty products,
the nobles who participated in this recapture operation,
the mercenary groups hired with money and connections.
All of them would turn their backs on me.
The damage would extend to me as well.
If it were just me, I could escape easily,
but taking Mother, my younger brother, and Horyun would be troublesome.
The Baronial Union Army would desperately search for us,
and use it as leverage to demand the Count’s Rank from my father, who is still bedridden.
There’s a Dungeon I found by chance that could be an escape route,
but the bloodline users would joyfully chase after me for level-ups.
“Is it time to abandon them…?”
I am forced to make a decision.
The metallic sound of lunch being served could be heard from afar,
but I floated in the air for a moment to think, and then returned to my main body.
