The Nine Mixed Unit.
Nine, the general, was in a heavily damaged machine (Golem).
He boarded one of his subordinate knights (Golem).
This subordinate was an enemy machine, but he managed to pilot it to march.
Hubbub, merriment.
They made a detour and acquired some women.
After a one-night stay, refugees appeared in the morning.
The marching speed would slow down.
“Boss, we need a little more rest.”
“Is that so?”
The season was summer.
It was stifling hot inside the cockpit.
The magic system was broken, so temperature control was impossible.
If only I had Possession Ability.
Like my subordinates, I’m dripping with sweat in my uniform, it’s so hot!~
“Boss, Boss!”
A bad feeling.
“What is it?”
I sent a fast machine, not a fast horse, to the royal capital.
However, the royal capital was preparing for an interception.
It was the twin communicator, amplified to maximum by the external generator.
“Subordinates of General Nine! [Redacted]! We have a report of the enemy army’s annihilation—”
“—What!?”
“—No!? Waaahhh”
A rain of magic bullets from atop the outer wall.
They fled like rabbits.
“…Hey, no way?”
“Yes. The country. They intend to erase your achievements, Boss.”
Furthermore, they intend to erase the fact that they officially hired me as a mercenary by killing me.
Don’t mess with me!
“I won’t let them erase the spoils of war that we obtained through sacrifice~~!”
“Yes, Boss!”
Rest period ended.
Marching towards the royal capital, commence!
My subordinates are touching the spoils of war, the women’s bodies, rubbing their dicks against their asses.
“We’re going to the royal capital!”
“Yes, Boss!”
The North Gate of the Royal Capital.
“Messenger! Messenger! Report to His Majesty immediately! The bandits have returned!”
“Yes!”
Four-meter knights (Golems) detected the dust cloud from a group called the Nine Mixed Unit marching.
Messengers quickly went to each department, out of breath.
Information was shared.
A smooth flow of orders and instructions was established.
Charlsharl Kingdom Royal Castle.
“He, they’ve returned…”
“Your Majesty. The bandits are exhausted.”
“Please make your decision.”
The Kings, looking at the crystal screen displaying the status of the knights (Golems) on the outer wall, were conducting final confirmations to intercept Nine and his crew within the castle.
Destroyed the enemy army? That’s a joke.
My plan was to weaken the enemy army a bit, then annihilate them in the royal capital or make them retreat from the country.
“Since they’ve returned, the target of interception has simply changed from the enemy army to a group of bandits.”
“That is correct, Your Majesty.”
“Inform all soldiers! That they are to subjugate every last one of the bandits approaching the royal capital!”
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
The Nine Mixed Unit.
Nine and his group, positioned at the front, had approached within visible distance of the royal capital’s outer wall–
“All troops, disperse!”
“If you don’t want to die–”
“Scatter or take cover–”
“It’s magic bullets–”
“Boss—-”
“Move your arm—-”
The outer wall glittered.
Artillery fire from the knights’ (Golems) Back Weapons.
Each took the action they thought best to survive.
The subordinates and escorts were stunned and bewildered, wondering why they were being fired upon from the direction of the royal capital.
As a result, most were reduced to flesh fragments or evaporated.
Gyaaaaaaaaaaaa.
Dodon!! Don! Dawn!
“Attach yourselves to the outer wall before the second volley comes–”
“That’s a bit much–”
“Don’t talk back and go!”
“Trust the Boss!”
“A-Am I alive? I’m alive♪!”
“Because I protected you, I’ve lost both my hands♪”
What a small-minded guy (the King)!!
I kept my promise despite the trouble.
They turned away the herald, and then fired a barrage of magic bullets at an army that included their own people.
“Don’t you dare underestimate meeeeee”
Dodon!! Don! Dawn!
The second volley arrived.
Nine, using his Possession Ability, pushed the knight (Golem) to its limits.
The joints and skeleton screamed.
The crystal screen in the cockpit continuously displayed anomalies in real-time.
He cut off the incessant alarm, finding it distracting.
North Gate of the Royal Capital.
“Alright, let’s fire the third volley… What is that one machine?”
“Is it attaching to the outer wall? What should we do?”
Should we proceed with the third volley regardless?
Or concentrate fire on that lone machine?
“Don’t mind it. Even if it climbs the outer wall alone, we are here.”
No problem.
“Yes! Everyone prepare for the next volley!”
“Oooooooohhh!!”
Their voices were reliable, but they were fewer in number than the bandit group.
In terms of quality, they held the advantage with the knights (Golems).
However, if several of the bandits’ knights (Golems) broke through the gate and that many enemy soldiers poured into the royal capital, it would be problematic because friendly knights (Golems) might accidentally hit them.
Therefore, the next volley would annihilate everyone except the enemy machines (Golems).
“Preparation is complete!”
Good.
“Alright, fire–”
“Eh?”
“Captain—-!!”
Gaaan!! Gakunn Hyuuu….Doooon!!
An incredibly powerful knight (Golem) exclusive weapon struck the Captain’s machine.
Even with the machine control assist device, they couldn’t hold on.
The recoiling machine fell with momentum, crushing several royal capital houses.
Fortunately, there were no civilian casualties because they were defending the royal capital.
“Gah”
The Captain was saved by the sturdiness of the cockpit.
On the outer wall, subordinates were checking on the Captain’s safety via the external generator, and armed volunteers could be seen.
“What… happened?”
—Gashaan!!
“Wha!? What’s happening above… No way!?”
There was no time to confirm the situation.
A subordinate’s machine fell nearby.
Looking up in a panic, the voices checking on safety had vanished, replaced by the sounds of intense combat.
The Captain immediately tried to rush to the scene, but his drive system had malfunctioned during the fall.
“Damn it, with this prone position, the hatch won’t open… Damn it!”
On the outer wall, where they were trying to escape the cockpit somehow–
Volunteers who had stood up to protect the royal capital from bandits were being crushed like ants by the bandits’ knights (Golems).
“Stop it!”
“Volunteer forces, fall back!”
“We can’t fire at this rate…”
To think they could climb onto the outer wall.
Mass production machines. And they should have been exhausted after the battle with the Northern Country.
Yet, with their jump capabilities and the shockwave from firing their Back Weapons, like exclusive machines.
To think they would land on top of the outer wall with these two things… The volunteers were shocked.
“Fuhahahahahaha– Hahaha♪♪”
Rayos, who would slaughter those who broke their promises as long as his machine had offensive capabilities. From the external generator, Nine’s voice could be heard, but it was a voice of pure rage, similar to his past triumphant laughter.
“Is this guy a monster!? Ah, Gyaaaaaaa”
“Don’t come any closer!”
Using his Back Weapon to hold them back, he and the surrounding friendly machines launched a total assault on the enemy machines when their movements stopped.
But… the enemy machine, as if mocking the magic bullets, charged forward.
If I don’t brace myself, I’ll be knocked down like the Captain’s machine.
From the lack of any response from the Captain’s machine, though he might be alive, I don’t want to fall!
Using short-range magic communication with friendly machines, they somehow managed to eliminate the enemy machine.
Gaan! Bekon! Doon!
Nine was rampaging on the outer wall.
His five subordinates belatedly stuck to the outer wall amidst the chaos.
“Watch your heads!”
“Ooooh!”
“Hey, I’m just a hindrance, aren’t I? My hands are useless…”
“You still have your Back Weapon.”
“Let’s fight together without worrying about our remaining magic power♪”
“We saw the Boss’s heroic figure!”
“We’ll die trying to make a hole in the outer wall!”
“Ooooh!♪”
The subordinates were pushing their knights (Golems) to their limits, trying to create a hole in the outer wall large enough for a knight (Golem) to crawl through.
“Hey!? The enemy knight (Golem)…!”
“Someone inform them… Gyaaaa”
Magic bullets from above.
Before they could inform the friendly machines, they were interfered with by Rayos.
“Fuhahahah– Hahaha♪♪”
Thanks to Rayos’s efforts, a hole was successfully made in the outer wall.
Among the remaining subordinates, those with strong ambition to get ahead, with adrenaline pumping, surged into the royal capital.
Their numbers were about 10% of the total, around 30 to 40 people.
Few in number, but their morale was at its peak. Unlike the volunteers, they had no hesitation in killing.
Used to killing, though few in number, they advanced to the Great Street just before the Royal Castle.
“Uooooooooh!”
“They’re here! Ready your spears! Skewer them all!”
Oooooooooooh!!
At the end of the road leading to the Royal Castle, fully armed soldiers had formed a formation.
We can’t win! We’re going to be killed!?
They smashed through the doors and storm shutters of nearby shops and houses, moving to take hostages.
Most had already evacuated to shelters, but some residents of the shops remained, sorting inventory and considering future sales.
“Don’t move!”
“Help me— Gwaaaeh”
“Hey!? Don’t kill them yet.”
“They’re our shields.”
Coming out onto the Great Street, they demanded the soldiers disarm.
“Don’t resist pointlessly!”
“Shut up!?”
“Help, help…”
“Just drop your weapons quickly!”
“We’re impatient!?”
The commander showed a willingness to abandon the civilians.
Seeing this, the subordinates, realizing the hostages had no value, pushed the human shields forward little by little while hiding behind buildings.
The soldiers could only watch. They couldn’t act, fearing that any movement would break their formation, and in the worst-case scenario, the bandits would flank them.
On the North Gate side, loud explosions and falling sounds continued without interruption.
