-- As soon as we were ready to leave, we left Asropolis and headed for the destination tower.

　It's not a problem on the road, in fact, it's more peaceful than the road from the Demon King's Castle Realm to Asropolis, and even the battles with demons were almost non-existent.

　We wondered what was going on, but the unmoving evidence of the cause of the problem appeared in front of us.

"Hey, white wolf. Look at that thing: ......
...... No doubt, it was Norzuri.

　When they came to a distance where the outline of the tower could be clearly seen, the cruel corpse of the Fenrir Wolf was abandoned just off the path.

　A slightly above-average hulking body had been stabbed through from the abdomen to the jaw by an ice stake protruding from the ground and had died out.

　The Norzuri, who were on their way to the tower separately from us, passed through here one step ahead of us and killed the Fenrir Wolf scouts in the blink of an eye.

''Bigger than the opponent I fought...... and with no other trauma, you don't think it was a one-hit kill......?
It's no surprise to me that the general is a genie. For now, let's get ahead of ourselves. It's not a competition, but I don't have a good feeling about leaving everything to the Norsemen.

　The corpses of the Fenrir Wolves, killed by ice and blades, steadily increased as they rushed towards the tower.

　The sight of a group of great demonic beasts that were said to be comparable to dragons, being haphazardly discarded as if they were reaped weeds, was more than enough to make one's liver chill inwardly.

"This is no time for stupidity. The survivors are waiting for you!

　I regained my composure at Dustin's usual comment and looked at the embers of the tower that loomed in front of me.

　There were more than ten Fenrir Wolves prowling around, incessantly wary of their surroundings.

''More like a late returning scout than a survivor, I guess.
It's the same thing. The general is probably already in the tower. Let's take care of that one, for starters.
'Don't make it easy on me. If it's just you, but in this case it's a liability like me.
It's good to see that your self-assessment is accurate, even if you don't deserve it. Well, ......, it seems they've noticed. Well, I guess that saves me the trouble of running up to you.

　It seems to have been detected by either hearing or smell, and the group of Fenrir Wolves that had surrounded the tower's perimeter rushed out in unison towards the high ground we are on.

　Immediately everyone is ready for battle, and Ezell, the brave man in the front row, takes another step forward.

''It's not going to be like that time!　Let's go!　Heavenly Sword!

　Ezell raises the dwarf-made sword and activates the skill.

　It is a type of so-called 【Summoning】type skill, 【Armed Summoning】 skill - an attacking skill that belongs to the same lineage as the Binding Chain Invocation used by Bradford of the Silver Wing Knights, an attacking skill that unleashes weapons woven with magical power.

　Originally, he would deploy more than a dozen bare, unmade swords around him and make a ranged attack by throwing them all at once--

...... Oh, what was that, ......?

　A dazzling band of brilliance spread out above their heads.

　There were more than ten times as many swords of magical power as usual, and they were clad in dazzling light, pointing their cutting edges at the Fenrir Wolf crowd.

''Wha, what...... what is this!

　Ezell shouts in confusion.

　I didn't think that was the power of the dwarven treasure sword that was acquired from Newlers?

　I had heard that it had the ability to enhance attack skills, but I didn't expect it to be as effective as this.

''Don't worry about it, shoot!''
I'm going to ......

　Ezell swings his sword down and sweeps the blades of magic power in unison as I yell out involuntarily.

　More than a hundred blades pour into the group of Fenrir Wolves running up the plateau, and the dug-up ground and the dust of blood splatter curls up like an explosion.

　A few giant wolves sprinted through the dust cloud, but their numbers were reduced to a handful.

　The lead giant Fenrir Wolf roared.
　It was undoubtedly one of the strongest classes in this pack, having endured a direct hit from the rain of Ezell's magic blade with its thick fur and strong body.

　In the next moment, the tip of the magic spear stabbed into its neck.

　It was not thrown at me.
　It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get the best out of it.

'Bark, thunder!

　The magic spear, the thunderbolt (Thunder). The tip of the spear, which originally released countless spikes of magic power by throwing a projectile, bounced off of Fenrir Wolf's body and tore the giant body to shreds.

''Run, lightning.

　Using the foothold as a foothold, Dustin threw another magic spear as the huge body of the Fenrir Wolf that died instantly rolled across the ground.

　Drawing a complex trajectory like a lightning strike, the magic spear ran over the ground and tore through the remaining Fenrir Wolf's legs one after another.

　It's far from fatal, but if you are in the middle of a full-bodied sprint and your leg is slashed without warning, you will lose stability and have no choice but to crash into the ground with a flourish.

　As usual, he has an outstanding fighting sense.

　If there is an individual that can't be defeated even with Ezell's celestial sword invitation, which has gained unexpected enhancements, he probably judges quickly before a simultaneous sweep, timing his flesh for the individual he thinks is the strongest to break through the dust.

　They read that simply throwing thunderclaps (thunder) would not be enough to defeat it, just like Ezell, and with all their strength, they launched an internal destruction after piercing its surface skin.

　And even against the remaining individuals, they didn't aim to destroy them from the start, but to fall over and stop them from falling, and they easily reached their goal.

　Garnet and Sakura - not only Garnet and Sakura - but also the brave Ezell and Lionel were left speechless by the brilliance of Dustin's deftness.

　If you compare only the specs, including simple physical ability and enhancement through skills, even Dustin is not extremely different from them.

　The overwhelming difference in performance occurs when compared to Travis.
　It's not just the physical ability that makes Dustin strong, it's the skillfulness of the fight.

It's not a good time to be a spectator.　He's still breathing, so get him out of there.
I don't need to be told!

　We held off the Fenrirwolf pack's sprint, but the battle is not over yet.

　We have to be sure that the remaining strength of the Fenrir Wolf, which is still trying to get up and regenerate, is killed as we run down the slope of the high ground.

　--You will be able to find a lot of people who have a lot of experience in this field.

　The roar and roar that reverberates inside the hollow tower is a true indication of the fact that the Demon General Norzuri is in the middle of an engagement.