'What about ......?'　d*mn, this is not even possible!

　I couldn't help but swear the same way as Garnett.

　The location of the medallion that was visible inside Mother Hydra's body - it was showing a completely different state than the previous demonic beasts.

'It's moving around inside my body!　And incessantly!
Hey, I've heard that one before.

　The demon race that Garnett would have thought of was the first thing I associated with, too.

　Demon General Vestri, a dark elf who is a master of earth magic.

　He applied his magic to go underground, hiding inside the huge golem he created and constantly moving to keep himself from being aimed at.

　What he's doing is the same as that one.

　The difference is that the outer shell is more massive than Vestri's golem, and the target to be aimed at is very small.

　--And this time we have only two people in our force.

''Don't tell me that Vestri's tactic ...... was a study of this demonic beast?''

　This wasn't the first time that Vestri's fighting style was similar to Agart Ram's warfare force.

　The tactics of freely switching between the two types of warfare tactics, one of which was to control human-sized earthen forms and the other of which was to combine them into giant golems, were also very similar to the puppets that Agart Ram seemed to have left behind in the second labyrinth.

　It's not just a matter of how many times I've seen it, but also how many times I've seen it.

''Then let's go at it by the same means!

　Garnett carries me and avoids the Mother Hydra's rush.

　It's unfortunate that my opponent's fighting style is solely instinctive.

　If an order of magnitude larger body and regenerative power had been added to tactical thinking, I wouldn't have been able to even try to escape like this.

''No, I don't have enough hands!　If you're going to chop them up from one end and drive them to the edge, you're going to have to drive a lot more people to the edge: ...... More importantly, Chandler and his friends aren't there yet!

　We landed on a tall tree rooted next to the waterway and turned our 'right eye' to the center of the island.

　Unbeknownst to us, it had literally become another battlefield.

　The inside and outside of the wide vertical hole surrounding the confluence of the waterway is filled with countless ugly half-fishmen and snakes of all sizes.

'Not good, that one's over there, surrounded by the subordinates ......!
'Oh, my God!　You want to split up and destroy each one of them?
Well, we're gonna have to revise our assessment. This guy is a major pain in the ass.

　The war situation over there itself is continuing without a hitch, but since the total number is so large, it will still take some time to completely clean up the mess.

　And since they don't know that this one is fighting another medallion beast, they might not think of hastily sending in reinforcements.

　Mother Hydra repeatedly rushed forward without punishment.

　Garnett has also become able to measure the timing perfectly, trying to leap at the perfect time--and

...... goooo!

　--the moment they stepped off, their faces contorted in pain and their evasion was delayed.

　The entire tree they were using as a foothold was caught in Mother Hydra's rush, and they were both thrown to the ground.

　After rolling on the ground a few times, Garnett managed to get into position, and when the fangs of the chase were right in front of him, he jumped wide and took the distance.

'...... d*mn it, my body suddenly went numb ......'
'What?　Garnett, show me your sword!

　Immediately after seeing the blood of the Mother Hydra that was stuck to Garnett's sword with my 'right eye', I immediately ran my right hand over the sword's blade and [disintegrated] every last bit of blood.

''Probably a paralyzing poison. Ordinary Hydra's blood is also toxic, but it's a substitute that won't work unless it's bathed in the wound. What the hell kind of toxicity is it that just having return blood nearby is enough to make you numb: ......!
"I see. ...... I thought they were just rushing in and out without thinking, waiting for me to go numb and get stuck.

　The more traumatic the Mother Hydra is and the more blood it bleeds, the greater the probability that the target will be unable to move due to the numbing poison of the blood.

　The repetition of a monotonous rush, a gaping attack, can be turned around to naturally increase the chances of bloodshed through a counterattack.

　An ordinary attack is not fatal no matter how many times it is eaten, and the more it is attacked, the more poison it distributes - we were still lucky because we noticed the super regenerative power and paralyzing poison early on through the power of the Right Eye and the medallion.

　If we didn't have the means to detect them, by the time we realized that our half-hearted attacks would be counterproductive, it could have been too late.

'Be careful, Garnett. Apparently, the other side has figured out that we've figured out their tactics, too.

　The Mother Hydra stopped its seemingly unthinking rush to get into a position to face us head on, and then wrapped her arms around us and spread her branched necks out like a large tree.

　Each one of those necks is aimed at us from a different direction, and the blood-red tongues keep popping in and out.

The actuality of this is the fact that it's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get your hands on it. What can you do about it?
There are some things. But in a way I've never tried ...... you risk being poisoned.
Okay, that's it. It's always the same, the rush and the high risk.

　There was no hesitation at all in Garnett's reply.

　I can feel Garnett's unspoken thoughts - that this kind of thing is an everyday occurrence, and that I can trust and entrust myself with a plan I've come up with - that Garnett's unspoken thoughts can be felt.

　Then there's no reason not to respond to that.

　Just as I was about to tell him the plan that I knew the risk, a high-speed flying object that flew out of nowhere bounced in front of Mother Hydra's eyes and scattered flashes and a smoke screen.

''Nunn......!
Alexia!

　Beside the astonished Garnett, I immediately guessed the firing point and shouted the name of the person who would be there.

'Yes, sir!　I knew you were right, Travis!

　Alexia, carrying a large IJN (Scorpion) on the platform next to the canal, grinned at me, showing her white teeth.

　The corner of my mouth is raised in a smile, and I'm laughing along with her.

"Change of plan, Garnett. If Alexia (that guy) is here, we can do it more reliably.