The enemy machine was an exclusive model.
Ours were mass-produced machines.
“We’re outmatched in power and everything else.”
“Don’t cling to life.”
“Yeah, because I don’t want to die.”
The Sleepless General praised me, so I replied.
We were on the defensive.
McGillis, while dodging fatal blows, guided the Sleepless General to a specific point.
What incredibly convincing acting.
A friendly army machine burst out of the melee to assist.
“Hngh, fnh!”
“Guaaah!”
“How dare you strike down my comrade! Guaaah!”
We could only attack with surprise, and before we could deliver a second strike, we were rendered immobile.
If the Golem knight hadn’t exploded.
It would have been a wall to slow the infantry’s advance.
It wasn’t in vain. A death that would be useful later.
The machine’s weapons were broken, and all its gimmicks were used up.
This was too much… and then, a possession.
The machine was forced to move as if it were my own body.
Somehow, I managed to guide the Sleepless General to the execution grounds at our destination!
“This is your grave! Burn the last sights of this world into your eyes and die!”
Finally resigned to death, I thought.
I dodged his lunging fist and counterattacked as he evaded.
*Zusa…*!!
A trip-up.
He easily spun, gouging the ground with his head.
If not for the restraints in the cockpit.
The pilot would have sustained a blow making combat impossible.
“To the next battlefield… Hmm?! You’re still moving…”
*Gakon gakon*.
The machine, thought to be incapacitated, folded its lower body and assumed a stance.
The Sleepless General.
He genuinely praised the pilot’s fighting spirit.
But this wasn’t piloting.
It was possessing the machine and moving it, a heretical method.
It was hardly something to be praised.
*Gigi… gii…*
With clumsy movements.
He tried to approach with his hands.
“Even as an enemy, you are superb.”
*Gaaan*!!
With a sudden burst of speed, he cleaved the chest containing the cockpit from his head, bringing his weapon down in an overhead strike.
The machine was already battered.
The machine’s defense enhancement function, powered by magic, had stopped.
It was easily cut in half.
Blackish-red minced meat splattered out from the severed cockpit.
Now he’s really dead.
*Pacon*!
“Wha?! A trap!!!”
The ground beneath the Sleepless General’s feet suddenly vanished.
Even with the exclusive model’s maneuverability, evasion was impossible.
He tried to control the machine’s balance as it fell, reaching out with his hands and feet to the walls to cushion the impact.
*Gaza, zaza… Gaan*!!
Left arm broken, right arm broken, both feet’s toes broken, some support devices (Back Weapons) unusable.
The crystal screen displaying the anomalies flashed insistently, urging him to return.
“Guh, since when was such a trap dug here?”
Whether by magic or manpower.
Someone would have noticed.
But, all those who didn’t notice…
*Hyuuuu…! Becha*!!
“What is it? Are the enemy trying to bury me alive… Flesh fragments??”
Magnifying and use the night vision of the crystal screen.
It turned out to be flesh fragments.
Buried alive with excrement.
The flesh fragments swelled up.
Clearly abnormal.
The Sleepless General stomped on them before they could multiply further.
*Gutchagulcha*!!
Even when crushed, the flesh continued to swell.
Where was the nutrition for cell division?
The Sleepless General, his lower body sinking into the flesh, struggled to escape.
Meanwhile, Rayos, possessing the flesh, swallowed his machine with a sneer.
“Die with the fear of death! Die in agony! When the machine’s magic is depleted, the life support device will also fail. Suffocation or suicide. Now, hurry up and show me your dying moments…”
He stretched his Astral Body’s neck to witness the end of the Sleepless General (that detestable general).
Not as panicked as I expected.
Until he suffocated.
He attempted to escape the condition of being enveloped by flesh.
Boring. Possession.
He transferred into his exclusive machine and ascended to the ground from the now-stalled meat mass.
Then, he attacked the enemy machines that were concerned about the Sleepless General’s safety, mimicking their voices after observing their remaining magic power.
*Gashan*!! *Dosun*!
“General, Guh!”
“Why?! Waaah!”
“The General has lost his mind!”
This move by Rayos.
The enemy’s coordination faltered.
Were the pilots truly comrades?
The tilted battlefield soon turned into a sea of fire, reaching all the way to the Sleepless General’s main camp.
Until the date changed, they reveled in tales of valor and spoils of war.
The students, treated to food and drink (except for alcohol) by the army, greeted the morning with smiles.
The students fulfilled their desires.
And McGillis was tasked by his teacher.
The male students’ rampage.
That was resolved.
McGillis’s faction earned internal assessment points.
And by striking the enemy’s defensive main camp.
The invasion began.
The soldiers, with their pent-up frustrations still present, bared their base smiles, wondering when the march would continue. A former petty villain.
His superior officer was a born killer.
Having served under him and fought for days.
He had grown into a villain capable of killing people.
His loyalty to King Nine His Majesty, who had further usurped and seized the throne, increased.
“Under that person, I will…!”
“I can escape this miserable life forever!”
*Pipipiiii*! *Biiiii*!
“March forth!!”
“Ooh! Ooh! Trample the enemy! Trample the women! We are the protagonists of this war!”
The protagonist, McGillis, had spoken these words of his disguised self.
For some reason, they had spread throughout the entire army.
“Why?”
McGillis asked Brain.
He had been intercepting communications.
Sharie had more detailed information.
“Blah blah blah.”
According to that.
If you tell someone, or if someone hears it.
That information would spread instantly and reach those in higher positions.
Brain kindly and meticulously explained some theory to him.
He was only interested in women.
The explanation flowed from his left ear to his right, leaving no memory.
Several days of carriage travel.
Returned to the Royal Capital.
The students had a close encounter with war.
They were likely mentally fatigued.
Now it was time for a long break.
Seasonally, it was probably the winter break.
“What will you do until spring?”
How they spent their time varied greatly between males and females.
Male students sought girlfriends.
Female students looked for even better men… excellent prospects who could support them in the future, and attacked them fiercely.
They united only in their efforts to oust rival competitors.
Rabin and her companions’ homes were discovered by McGillis’s subordinates.
Rabin and Danae’s frequent visits, bringing souvenirs, ruined McGillis’s precious break for a day.
Fizil visited their home.
The three of them were acting together.
Even so, McGillis was unyielding.
Today, he appeared again, inviting them to go on a date, just the two of them.
“Hello! I’m McGillis. The one who will be Rabin-chan’s husband, McGi-”
“Who would want to go with you! You’re a nuisance to the neighborhood! Go home already!”
“Your angry face is so charming today too…”
“As if!” “Nice comeback! We’re a perfect match…”
“Hand-blade technique: [Fierce Fist].”
“Oof! A ruthless blow to the solar plexus… I’ll borrow your restroom for a moment.”
“Ah! Hey, what are you doing climbing… Ah, crap.”
“Even such vulgar words from your mouth sound like a beautiful singing voice that gathers little birds.”
McGillis, as usual, lingered at their home.
He spent the whole day engaged in a “conversation” with Rabin involving physical contact, and stayed until late in the evening, all smiles.
The next day.
Rabin sought refuge at her friend Fizil’s house.
But he had anticipated her move and ended up going with them.
“I thought I’d lost my subordinates…”
“Hehe, I can tell by the allure you exude.”
It’s decided.
*Bakin*!
“You pervert!”
“It’s the chastisement of love! Hah!”
*Gah*!
Indifferent to her slap, he didn’t stop with his embarrassing pronouncements.
Rabin punched him in the face with a fist.
The passersby and merchants in the vicinity, accustomed to this daily exchange.
“They have a great relationship!”
They watched with warm smiles and.
“When will these two break up, I wonder?” they began to gamble.
The women who already had boyfriends.
“Gooooo…”
“Mmm, I’ll never let go of this hand~”
“You’re disgusting!” “Disgusting!” “…ing!”
