Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de - 362 They're gonna break that.

Demon King Castle is a very huge building.

It is huge enough to be seen from the fact that the hull of the < Back Feather > is stuck in it as much as it is, but it was huge enough to strike as a real feeling when you left the ship and stepped inside the castle.

However, no matter how huge it is, it is not large enough to allow a large number of soldiers to attack together, and besides, the interior of the castle seems to be like a maze, a structure that, if it is to go in as it is, requires some separation and penetration of the soldiers.

Headed by Klinge soldiers, he is an expeditionary army composed of all the elites, but if he was unable to capitalize on the advantages of numbers, he was not immune to struggle against demons and demonic opponents whose ability stands out on his own, and the damage was thought to be immense.

“Fool, if I had been honest with you, I guess I’d have had to.”

That’s what Lianya squeals when she commands at the head.

Beyond being a battle, it was a fact that it had to be based in advance on the fact that there would be damage regardless of the enemy allies.

However, it is Lotus Yak’s idea that it would be the commander’s job to think of some way to make it as little as possible.

“Send out the engineers. The other soldiers go into the protection of the engineers. Each enemy that comes out leaves it to the numbers to begin action in the direction of crushing it.”

From the inside of the battleship under the command of Lianya, soldiers carrying too many boneless hammers and furrows enter Demon King’s Castle to speak of weapons.

When they descended from the place where the battleship opened its mouth to Demon King’s Castle, they immediately tackled the destruction of the walls and ceilings that were building Demon King’s Castle, not the enemy.

“Master, what are you going to start with this?

Loading tools that are not weapons in the warehouse of a battleship beforehand is a flau I knew on instructions from Lianya.

Sometimes it can be a battlefield or form simple fortifications or positions, and I just thought it would be something I was prepared for, Flau, but I didn’t think they would be used with all my might from the start.

When Flau asked Lianya with half an eye to the hammer sound that began to ring quickly, Lianya answered as if it was nothing, with her hands on a knife hanging from her waist.

The demolition of Demon King’s Castle.

“Demolition work…”

If we enter the interior of the castle without any measures, we must divide the number of soldiers and cross with demons and demons with fewer soldiers.

Then it was the way to destroy the Demon King’s Castle itself and secure a wide space that Lianya instructed, thinking that we should create a situation where we could cross with our enemies with a large number of soldiers.

Of course, the Demon King’s side does not shut up and watch such work take place, and from within the castle comes out soldiers and demons of the demonic tribe who have become undead, or those created by sorcery such as golems and gargoyles, but this retreats to places where soldiers guarding the engineers can surround them, making sure that they have enough space before quickly and reliably handling them in ways such as turning them into octopus beatings.

When it’s over, the engineers start pounding on the walls of Demon King’s Castle and other tools in their hands.

As a result, the Demon King’s Castle is dismantled, and the vast space gradually begins to expand from where the battleship has penetrated.

“A demon king is the deepest part of the castle anyway, isn’t it? Then you won’t have to bother doing anything from here. If we further the castle itself, it will come out even if we don’t like it.”

“I’ve never heard of such a tactic…”

If I may say so, it was an anthill crumbling task.

Straw and demon forces emerge from the dilapidated and crumbling Castle of the Demon King, but they are not so much a threat that they come out uninterrupted, and gradually shredded by the forces of the Expeditionary Army, mainly Klinge soldiers, they are defeated and appropriately dumped around the area.

“If we widen this hole too wide, will the battleship we penetrated fall down?

Sion looks worried as he watches the work beside Lianya.

The battleship that stuck its bow inside Demon King’s Castle retains its posture and position in the form of eating into Demon King’s Castle, but I could tell it was only a matter of time before the space on the side it was feeding would lose the power to stop and fall out.

“Anyway, I don’t have any use for it anymore. After serving as a bridge headrester to some extent, you won’t be able to help but fall and break”

“Then will we all go home through the woods of anger? I don’t like that.”

Considering the distance and the hassle, there was a line of braves waiting behind Scion, who would leak so with a fed up face from now on.

“Emil, sleepy”

“Mr. Kurtz. I’m sure my turn will be here in a little while, so let’s be patient.”

I’m saying that to Kurtz, who says it with a really sleepy eye scratching and rubbing, with Emil laughing bitterly in a condescending tone, and tapping Kurtz’s back if it’s really to keep him from falling asleep.

Next to it, Leppard was leaking a vain sounding grunt as he stood up for the appearance of the Demon King’s Castle, which was slowly but surely losing its shape.

“Hey, do we need to be here?

“Well, even if you ask me that. What do you think of Lord Grune?

“Don’t tell me the story.”

To Alberto, who waved to Grune, who was on the opposite side to flush the whining that flowed from side to side, Grune answers with an unpleasant look on his face.

Their eyes are also poured into the ruined Castle of the Demon King, but they don’t seem as shocked as Leppard, Alberto pale with his arms around him and Grune watching over things as he twirled the two shortcuts with his left and right hands.

“I think it’s a good idea to tear down the nest hole and drag out the vermin that doesn’t come out of it. Nothing needs to bother stepping into their nest hole.”

“I’m sure that’s true,”

At the end of Alberto’s gaze he saw the engineers rushing back to the Golem, which came out of the ruined Castle of the Demon King.

The golem stepped out to chase the engineers who fled to scatter the spider child, but when the soldiers who were waiting by hand pulled a rope on its body one after the other and pulled it down onto the floor, the engineers instantly turned the fallen golem into a gavel just like the walls of the Demon King’s Castle.

It was supposed to be a difficult enemy with endurance that could be described as endless if fought properly and enough power to blow it up even in adult bodies, but it also seemed to fall to treat Klinge soldiers the same way as the walls around it.

“What did the Count do with the cancer? If he comes out, he’s gonna have to break down the walls in no time.

“The Count seems willing to leave the battle against the Demon King to us and the soldiers as much as possible. But he’s not even gone.”

Grune blurted Leppard’s shoulder, pointing to the sky from the demon king’s castle’s destructive hole, which was opened thoroughly by the battleship penetrating.

Leppard, who looked in the direction indicated by Grune, was set to see the sight of the dragon cavalry and the surviving evil dragons still fighting in the air ahead, but the evil dragons, who were still supposed to have an advantage over the numbers, seem to be running away for some reason and twisting their necks.

“The Count is terrified because he’s doing it while he’s in command.”

At such a time that Alberto’s words were finished or not, I could see one of the evil dragons flying around the sky stopping the movement as if it had been sewn up in that space.

If you keep an eye on something, the body of the evil dragon slowly shakes as if the child was playing with clay, dripping something other than bloodshed and blood, and becoming a chunk of flesh.

Originally, the way that being at the apex of an organism was not an exaggeration, but turned into just a thing without being able to resist, was a sight for Leppard to be afraid of, and even more so that he wondered if he was being forced into some kind of bad dream even as the chunks of meat were pushed together and smaller.

“Is that the Count?”

“Probably. I guess for the Count, who doesn’t have to be in charge of the power source of the battleship, it’s nothing to do that much while commanding the soldiers on the ground.”

The remains of the evil dragon, squeezed out of moisture called moisture that was contained in the body and rounded up hard, drifted in the air for a while, but suddenly clashed to the head of another evil dragon wondering if it had accelerated.

If we scattered this lightly and kept the momentum going and drilled a giant hole in the side of another evil dragon, the evil dragon screamed in pain and fear as he zeroed the blood and flesh pieces from it.

If the breath of a dragon manipulated by a relentless dragon cavalry is pierced there, the evil dragon will fall to the ground in despair.

That’s what’s happening all over the sky.

“An evil dragon is not extinct.”

I answer short with the gaze and face down that was pointed at the sky, and if Leppard runs like that, Grune won’t stop snapping a short knife in his hand.

“I’m not a doomed troublemaker.”

“Maybe, but what’s with the elves? That’s a natural thing, isn’t it?

Elves, the people of the woods, rarely hunt them down and destroy them because they are vermin.

It is a species called Elves who have the idea that they are also part of nature, unless they are twisted in some way or another by witchcraft, but Grune’s reaction to the evil dragon being hunted with momentum that could have been hunted down was a little strange to Leppard.

“You can’t call yourself a decent elf.”

Grune was born so-called Assassin Operations.

That’s why they have a different education than regular elves, and they think differently than regular elves again.

“Even a normal elf would love to have fewer enemies now… but you can’t tell the truth if you ask.”

Alberto, who was looking at Grune laughing at himself somewhere mocking, turned his gaze from the position where Leppard and Grune were, to Emil, who was trying to stay conscious while supporting Kurtz and his Kurtz body, who snuck out of the boat sneaking back and forth, while standing to see if he really had time.

Alberto thinks it’s an atmosphere of both extremes, but in any case, I can’t help but feel a little nervous about the atmosphere of the brave men who are going to go to a showdown with the Demon King.

“Does this also mean thanks to the Count,”

If Lianya listens, she whispers so loudly that no one can hear her thoughts that she would tell her not to blame me for anything, and Alberto turns her attention to the battle that is going on overhead and in front of her.

Beyond that gaze, the sight of the soldiers of the Demon Nation being defeated by the soldiers of the Expeditionary Army who relied on numbers, and the engineers destroying the Demon King’s Castle itself, continued to spread.