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　The dizzying sensation is stretched out.
　This is the kind of disorientation that comes with transference. The vague sense of movement seen in Transfer to the Great Temple (Death Back) and the Return spell.
　This is an emergency transfer spell (Flip Gate) that I used several times during my attack with Silversword. This spell transports the entire team to the emergency safe area of the large combat (raid) zone you are attacking. The safe zone is often a space where no monsters appear at or near the entrance to the zone. The extent to which safety is guaranteed in the real world of Seldesia is not known, but so far there seems to be no sign of hostile beings.
　There were casualties in the earlier battle. Lost means that after dying, they were transferred to the safe area at the entrance of the zone, or here, because the resuscitation spell didn't work in time. The deceased must have also become Lost due to the passage of time afterwards, so a total of eight people were rejoined by transference due to death, not by Shiroe's spell.
　Looking around, it was a large box-shaped space about twenty meters square. There were no furnishings, and the room, where things that looked like junk were just piled up against the wall, looked like a warehouse.
　The tense atmosphere immediately after the transfer disappeared as if it had been cut off after a few minutes.
　Even if you listen carefully, the noise the monsters make is distant. It could be said that at least a minimum level of safety was secured. Immediately after being revived, a penalty is imposed on the ability value. This penalty can be reduced if it is a resuscitation in the Great Temple or a high-level resuscitation spell, but if it is a return to death during the attack, almost all of the values, including muscle strength and agility, will be reduced by several tens of percent. If thirty percent of the members of the team's ability values were in decline, it would be difficult to fight right away. That's why this was a relief.

　In the slightly relieved air, we began to chat.
　Because some of the deaths have yet to wake up, their conversations are subdued.
　Some members of the D.D.D. have been chiding about how they haven't had a large scale battle (raid) like this in a long time. It's not that I'm not a fan of this, but the fact that I'm not a fan of this is a good thing. It's the kind of thing where you have to repeatedly find a way to capture it through repeated annihilation.
　However, Shiroe doesn't consider this battlefield he's fighting right now to be a large-scale battle (raid) in the pure sense of the word. This zone is smaller than the Approach to the Abyss, the pathways are narrower, and most of the monsters that appear are of party rank. This zone was clearly not designed as a large scale combat (raid) area. It's a facility that was suddenly commandeered for some reason. Shiroe has a vague idea of the cause of this, based on the letter from Roe 2, and his friends have probably suspected that it was the work of the Divine Disaster.
　Shiroe had a good chance of winning the war.
　However, the current situation is that the battle lines have collapsed and we are in retreat.

I'm sorry, Marie-san. I was able to get through the whole thing even though I was there.
Don't worry. From the ground like that...　You never know what to expect. I've been prepared for it since I decided to participate.　I practiced large-scale combat (raids) with Akatsuki.
　The sight of Naotsugu and Marielle dodging apologies with whispers makes me feel guilty.
　It's hard to believe that the surprise attack just now couldn't be held off. The level of the enemy and its forces were such that they could be dealt with if only they had been predicted. And we should have expected it. Shiroe's mistake.
''Everyone, sorry...''
　This is what it means to be so pathetic with yourself.
　I made a poor decision to take a bunch of guys out on this battlefield. Shiroe is a raid conductor. He's in a position to be responsible for this massive battle (raid). But he doesn't know what to be responsible for. Victory, I suppose. But what exactly is victory?　Shiroe has been trying to convince himself that he is destroying the disaster. But that doesn't mean that anything will be solved. The people in Akiba who had fallen into despair, the young man Nyanta had met, and the Odyssey Order would not be saved.
　Shiroe was frustrated and disappointed that he couldn't come to a clear conclusion even though he was here.

(In the end, what Mr. Ains said is what's tripping me up...)
　Now I know just a little bit of what I couldn't put into words before.
　This world is small.
　That narrowness is the cause of the suffocation Shiroe is feeling.
　I understand what Ains says about the "stuck people". Shiroe also thinks that the assistance that Ains asks for is not wrong.
　But if they accept it, the majority of Akiva's residents will be repulsed. The major guilds might split up.
　Thinking about which is right is probably a trap in itself.
　It's a small world. There are less than 30,000 Adventurers on the Yamato Server at the moment. The number of Daichijin is estimated to be several dozen times that number. The Arcuate Islands of Yamato only has about a million people on it, and that number is probably the same for the entire world of Seldesia.
　Moreover, the power of the Adventurers is too powerful. When it comes to their combat abilities, they are perhaps even a hundred times more powerful than the Daichijins. In terms of productive capacity, we can expect to see an even greater gap between the two.
　A small population and an overabundance of ability make this world a smaller place. For example, when you are unhappy, you immediately blame someone else for your own misfortune. So there is a rift between the haves and the have-nots, and an antagonism between those who see return as a top priority and those who don't. They see each other as the cause. We are so close to each other that we are forced to think so, and there is no one else in this world but each other.
　It's like the world is trapped in a zero-sum game curse, closed off, with no escape. In this world, everyone is a victim and a party.
　Of course Shiroe doesn't think so. But I can understand why he would believe that.
　It's probably because of this that Shiroe understands the reason why he was feeling so distressed during this large-scale battle (raid).
　In this small world, defeating the Daichijin and saving the Daichijin, as well as abandoning the Daichijin and protecting the equipment for communication, are both imperfect and would be detrimental to someone else. What Shiroe and the others did with the best of intentions, in the eyes of someone else, was a usurper's.
(The root of Nyanta's suffering is probably the same...)
　The feeling that there is no right answer.
　The pain that no matter what he chose, he would fail.
　It nailed Shiroe's feet to stagnation. The path Shiroe was walking on probably didn't lead anywhere.

　With a dry sound, Shiroe was momentarily lost in translation.
　She looked up, her face slumped in the heat of her cheeks as if they were on fire, and saw her worried companions. Apparently, Shiroe had been slapped on the cheek by Henrietta, who was leading the charge.
　You look like you're about to cry.
　That was the first thing I thought about. It's Isuzu. Minori pulls her mouth into a knot and looks strong-willed. Touya's determination, Serara's concern, Rundelhaus' expectations.
　And Henrietta, looking up at Shiroe, her willow eyebrows upside down.
　Her soft hair cascaded over her shoulders, and she thought futilely about how really beautiful people are, even with their angry expressions. An escape from reality, of course. It's just a slap in the face, saturated with thoughts.
　Trying and failing to find the next words, trying to find the next words to say sorry to the numbing cheeks and atmosphere, Shiroe thought, that's what you shouldn't do.
　It was he who had made Henrietta look like that, and he was the one who had given her that look.
Master Shiroe.
Yes, sir.
People are more likely to act as they please.
Yes, sir.
　Shiroe nodded reflexively.
　There was no way she could live like that right away, even if she was told that. Shiroe didn't know what the right thing to do was. And yet, she couldn't choose anything. But Henrietta's sincerity didn't allow Shiroe to make excuses. This is a situation where there's no other way to say 'yes'. Even Shiroe could understand that much.

''Ah, um........Shiroe-san. I.........we can remain in this world.
Minori?
"I was having some trouble in Saphir's town. They said thank you, they saved me, so it wasn't all a failure. But, you know, some things just don't come back. So, you know, I don't know what's going on here.
Touya.
　The desperate twins have a few words for Shiroe.
'It's a blessing to go back to your old world, isn't it? We want to go back because we want to be happy. Then we all need to be happy.
'Yes, sir. 'Yes, sir!　It's not like we're abandoning you for the sake of our happiness,
　The meaning of what the two of them were saying to Shiroe seeped into the fluffy Shiroe, and slowly he began to understand. Perhaps it was to tell them not to worry. And it's an appeal to them that they're an afterthought.
'Oh. We can be more of an afterthought. Shiroe-san.
We'll be back when we've done everything, then!
　In evidence, Isuzu with her mouth tied in a hefty knot and a smiling face, Rundelhaus followed Minori and Touya. Behind them, Serara, watched by Nyantas, nodded repeatedly as she gathered her small fists in front of her chest.
'White, I'm telling you,'
'There is no need to say such things, Naotsugu. My lord, my lord and I will be absolutely fine.
　When I turn around, there are two people who followed me to the Record Horizon from the very beginning. Naotsugu with an encouraging masculine smile, and Akatsuki with a mix of shyness and mortification. Watching the two of them repeat the small kicks and pushes, Shiroe finally understood the significance of the scene in front of her.

　While Shiroe was disappointed in herself, the people here were expecting her to do the same.

　That realization washed away Shiroe's whispering thoughts like a clear stream. Looking back at it from that vantage point, there wasn't a single expression of blame on Shiroe's companions.
''Shiroe-san. We just received a call from Woodstock-san, our aerial reconnaissance officer. We found out the location of the enemy leader, the twenty-four (full raid) rank boss eighty-sixth level . At the root of the iron tower above this zone house, they are summoning monsters with rainbow-colored lights. --There are thirty-four minutes left until moonrise. We're running out of time. If we switch to a hundred-man assault, this is the point at which we cannot change.
　The D.D.D. tactical officer with the swirling golden hair carefully summarized the current situation. Even his provocative manner was a hidden concern.
''I can't believe you're summoning me like that. After all that time at Mt. Osan, are we going to get more enemies?
It's going to be a tough fight. I don't know about the white eye.
With the way we've been leading, we won't be able to break through.
I suppose it depends on Siloe.
　The eyes behind Henrietta's cold-looking glasses shake as she crosses her arms and turns away. It looks like resentment, maybe it's not that, maybe it's expectation and trust. Henrietta did her part to try and wake Shiroe up.
　Someone who would try to fulfill the selfishness that Shiroe was afraid to say. Of course, the world doesn't work that way, but Shiroe is not alone in this, either. When you understand it, it's a natural thing, but in its own way, it's also a miracle.
'I get it. It was impossible to have one or the other. That was the wrong question to ask. You can't aim for an answer that is not worth aiming for. At least not for me. But if it's the goal (selfishness) you want, you can conquer it.
　With a strong statement, Shiroe put on the glasses she had picked up.
　There were twenty-four people (full raids) in front of Shiroe who had gathered to be selfish from the beginning, and there was still plenty of time before the moonrise. There's always plenty of time to make our wishes come true. As long as we don't give up.
Thirty minutes left. Let's go. This is where the attack strategy comes into play.
　Shiroe then began his final operational instructions (briefing).


　　◆27



　Minori and the others were in the middle of the battle when the operation started.
　The role of the younger players is to be attackers, but rather than being good at that, they are to be defenders (tanks) and healers (healers). It's not so much that they are good at it, but that they lack the level to be defenders (tanks) and healers (healers). Attacks also tend to be low in terms of the damage they deal, as they are low level. However, it was still possible to solve this problem with high level support and continuous attacks with MP replenishment.
　Of course, it cannot deal with a 90-level monster.
　It was the role of Minori and the rest of the mid-level group to contribute by selecting the sixty to seventy level and for range attacks.

''Let's go!　Rudy!
I get it!　Orb of Rava.
　Following Isuzu's lead, Rundelhaus cast a fireball spell. The number of small fireballs increased as the level of the spell increased, and following the guidance of the young blonde-haired man, the small fireballs were used to punch through the "everlasting moths" one after another. Even if you can't defeat them in one blow, if you burn their wings, you can reduce their scales and let them fall to the ground.
　The interior of the Calling Fortress is narrower and more intricate than most dungeons, such as the Forest of Raglanda. It's a series of unlovely, dull-colored straight lines and crossroads. Minori and her mixed squad were fighting in that oppressive space.
''Touya, we're going to clean it up.
Copy that!
　Nyanta and Touya, plus the summoned wolves called by Serara, run out. The purpose of this is to destroy the enemy group that has lost its HP due to the magical bombardment.
Barriers to the Protection of Law!
"Three cheers!
　Touya swung his sword, using Minori's spare damage blocking magic as cover. Staring at his back, Minori gave one nod. So far, the division of roles has worked well.
　More than a dozen translucent display windows (windows) existed in front of him. In addition to displaying the status of all the party members I normally use, there were displays for each leader, the first defender (main tank), and so on, for a total of more than a dozen people. Even though the amount of information is about twice as much as the usual amount of information, Minori was almost drowning in its motion.
　Magic that restores HP consumes MP, as it should. So do spells that deal damage and white army specialties. If you go to the front line, you may receive a status abnormality (bad status), and you need a special skill to prevent or cancel it.
　In this way, the numbers and displays of states (statuses) are interdependent. Whether to move forward or backward, those options explode as the number of players increases. A mere doubling of the display window is a tenfold increase in the number of degrees of freedom to consider. Minori continued to struggle desperately against the load and dizzying nature of her first large scale battle (raid), almost for the first time.
　He stared at the numbers under his breath as if he were diving to the bottom of the ocean. The basic rules are the same as in a six-man platoon (party): exchange of HP and MP. Balancing the pace of annihilation and defensive abilities. The trade of annihilation pace and supply capacity. But that basic exchange rate is compounded, intertwined, and plays with Minori in large waves.
　Light yellow fluttering hair could be seen on the branch path across the main trunk corridor. Minori checks the situation as if in prayer. The owner of that hair is Liese. She is the pillar of the current operation. In order to match her seventy-eight percent MP, she tells Rundelhaus to weigh himself.
''It's time to go!
　A familiar, familiar voice echoes down the aisle. It's Shiroe.
　Iridescent light floods out and violent MP fluctuations are observed.

　Minori has been thinking about this for a long time.
　He's been thinking for a long, long time about what the mysterious determination inside him is, and what kind of place it's going to take him to.
　Of course I love Shiroe. He's Minori's favorite person.
　So there were times when I misinterpreted a very stubborn lump inside me as love. But I realized that I was mistaken. It shows up even when it has nothing to do with Shiroe, and it makes a snide comment on Minori's own behavior, like it's no good, it's good. According to Touya, it's been that way since long before he met Shiroe. Minori is said to have been like that for a long time.
　According to Touya, Minori is the older sister who doesn't listen to her own ears. I had no intention to do so myself, so I was not happy about that assessment.
　But after coming to this world (Seldesia), I wonder if it's a good thing that they say that.　I don't think so.
　There is a resoluteness in Minori that not even Minori can change, and that is what drives Minori at times. It's something that drives Minori from time to time, and it's probably being fed by Shiroe, and it seems to be growing every time he spends time in the Horizon of Records. And Minori is happy about that. That's not a bad thing.
　One night, Minori was lying in bed and pondering.
　The stubborn lump in her body was not Minori's exclusive property.
　Touya has it, and even Serara has it. Isuzu has it, and of course Rundell House has it. Normally they are cloaked and hidden, but when the occasion arises, they come out and shine. It can be an unexpected wisdom, a kindness, or a surprising abandonment. Minori had seen it many times on her journey to Raglander and the city of Saphir.
　There was a hidden stubbornness within humans that was usually invisible, and it emerged and touched the world around them at a moment's notice, Minori thought that way.
　In the depths of that tightening night that never came in the morning, the small voice of the telepathic voice was that in Shiroe that emerged.
　As he recalled, Minori had felt a hint of it in his father and mother as well. Exhausted and frustrated, his parents were also his parents, but they weren't the real thing. The parents who congratulate Touya and herself on their birthdays are probably not real either. More deeply hidden, like the mother who bragged about her school days while she and Touya were doing homework together in the dining room kitchen, boiling water for apple tea - I don't know, maybe a faint touch of a fingertip, though I'm not sure. I think that feeling was an important one.
　Minori was said to have become a "good girl" because of Touya's accident. But it wasn't because he was unhappy or because he felt sorry for Touya or anything like that, he wasn't acting like a "good kid".
　Minori simply wanted to be a team with her parents. She and Touya have been a team since she was a child, so she just thought it would be nice to have that kind of relationship increase.
　He wanted to be relied upon and made to be relied upon.
　In reality, Minori was just a child, and there was too little she could do in Japan, she could only go to school and go home. He couldn't earn money, and I think he would have worried his parents even more if he had been forced to. So Minori, who didn't know better than I do now, couldn't be persuaded, and in the end, she didn't make the team. I'm sure they were a happy family, but Minori and Touya were still their parents' children.
　Minori could see the brilliance in Touya, Selara, Isuzu and Rundell House. It proves that they are a team. You can see it in Naotsugu, Akatsuki, Nyanta and Shiroe. But we're not a team yet, because we're old enough to be the ones to be worried about.
　It may be a tall order, but I think that's what Touya said, and that's what I wished for. We're still good enough for ourselves. With Shiroe and the others nearby, we can do even better. That's why we don't want to be treated as a burden by Shiroe and his friends. We live on the horizon, in the same house. We don't want to be left out.

"Minori-chan, Wolf-chan ahead of you, we've found a group of moths in the main corridor.
I'm going around as planned. Touya, take the next right-hand staircase up!
　Minori let out a rough, bouncing breath without holding back, turning around to check and adjust her ranks. Of this temporary six-person group (party) right now, Rundelhaus has the least amount of energy to spare. If he swept Rundelhaus off his feet, the party's formation would collapse. However, he seems to have plenty of time to spare. The Isuzu next to him is encouraging him while increasing his mobility with the . Minori can't help but smile a small smile at the good pairing of Isuzu and Rundelhaus. If this is it, it's still okay.

　Minori had an accurate grasp of the mission that was currently being carried out.
　Perhaps the depth of his grasp was at a level that belied the expectations of those around him. Now, the only members of this large-scale battle (raid) capture team who had a complete grasp of Shiroe's plan were Shiroe herself, Liese, Nyanta, Nazuna, Kushi Hatama and Naotsugu - followed by Kurinonon and Tetra, all of whom were familiar with raiding. Even the members of the D.D.D. team, who had done the same thing as I did, were unsure of the outcome of the attack, which was such an unprecedented tactic in progress.
　What was the current problem with this Calling Fortress attack?
　It's unlimited reinforcements.
　It's not so much the strength of the enemy here itself as the frequency and intermittency of the reinforcements that causes you to lose the battle, as the frequency and intermittency of the reinforcements that cause you to lose your mental and MP power.
　Even though this is a winnable opponent, once you encounter a battle, you'll need to take the following steps: the first defender (the main tank) earns the hate, cast a recovery spell on that defender to ensure their safety, and then destroy the monster by attacking it within the scope of the hate. If ten enemies appear at once, this procedure only needs to be done once, but if the same enemy appears ten times, the procedure must be repeated for all ten. This would deplete his MP, no matter how many MP he had.
　Shiroe's plan is a solution to this problem.
　Normally, a warrior position's hate increase speciality, whether it is a single target or a ranged target, is only effective against enemies within sight (,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,). That was common knowledge in the Elder Tail. However, for this time, there is another way. Both the Everlasting Moth and the Moon Rabbit prefer MP. They are demons that have been attacking Akiba and other cities in order to steal MP; they are attracted to MP and have been attacking various locations from the Fortress of Calling. They use their nature and their detection abilities to scatter food. Shiroe had told us.
　Using a combination of Mana Channeling and Mana Siphon, they would disperse a high density of MP in the vicinity. Shiroe herself would become the live bait, attracting the monsters. The key to the first stage of the strategy was kiting, with Shiroe himself as the defender (tank).

(But that's a dangerous strategy with Shiroe himself as the target...)
　Minori regulated her tense, disorganized breathing by gritting her teeth.
'It took!'
Come on, my lord!
　I heard Naotsugu and Akatsuki's voices.
　The strategy is carried out, and Shiroe and the other first party run with rainbow-colored light trailing behind them. A few tens of meters behind them are a swarm of monsters chasing them. The normal Hate Increasing technique only works on monsters within your line of sight, but this method would probably work on all the monsters in the facility, or even on a wider area.
　In fact, a swarm of "everlasting moths" flew away in front of the breathless Minori and her team, as if they were invisible.
"Move to your staging area, Miss Minori.
Yeah!
"Rudy, I'll do the meditation nocturne.
　Minori and the others walked quickly through the passage with their weapons at the ready. The large scale combat (raid) team had mapped out this complex hierarchy to some extent using summoned beasts.
　The goal was the longest main corridor. Minori and the others were responsible for setting up traps in that passage.

　Minori and the rest of the third party (the third) met up with the fourth party led by Liese there. The third party, which was reorganized with Minori and the other youngsters, was around level 50 except for Nyanta. To be honest, that's the weakness of this team. But even so, they arrived at their designated position.
　Liese, who softly smiled as their gazes met, pointed to the back of the passageway as if to praise Minori for that. Shiroe and the others (the First), who were sprinting along a complicated pathway, and that's exactly what they were doing, bringing a monster like a cloud haze.
'Are you ready?'
　Liese's dignified voice gives a spirited answer.
　The tactic of a grantor (enchanter) giving up his life, such as acting as a defender (tank). The reward is to drive the entire dungeon's monsters into this long corridor. Hundreds of Everlasting Moths, Moonrabbits and Man-eating Demons flood these linear corridors in an attempt to steal MP.
　It was precisely because of this position that they were able to attack.
　If they were this dense and inescapable, the effectiveness of their ranged attacks would be multiplied many times over.
''Concentrate firepower!　Please!
　I heard a shouted instruction. It was Shiroe running past Minori and the others and doing a reversal. Protecting Shiroe, Akatsuki and Naotsugu jump out again.
　A dazzling glow filled the backbone corridor, flames, ice and the magical energy of the electric shocks spewing steam and an ionic smell around them.
　The annihilation operation has begun.
　The freezing liner of Liese, which is the center of the operation, turned into a torrent of water and washed out the passageway, and on top of that the Lightning Nebula of Rundel House, which extended its range to the limit, overlapped. The large spell, which was originally not able to be fired in succession, was unleashed two or three times in succession with the assistance of accelerated chanting speed.
　The attacks continued until the dungeon itself regained silence.


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　Meanwhile, the second party (the second) was running along a completely different path, aiming for the upper floor.
'Yeah, uhm. .........okay. Don't push yourself, old beard.
　Nazuna, running next to Soujiro, takes one hand away from his ear. There are no shadows of monsters in the vicinity of the party, though this is a difficult reminder if they are in combat. All of the enemies are probably being drawn by the rainbow-colored MPs that Shiroe releases and are rushing into the trap.
　I don't know the extent of this, but Soujiro understands that it's a reckless strategy. It's the magician (caster) with low defensive ability and low HP that attracts the enemy. If an accident occurs, the battle lines will collapse in an instant and the strategy will fail.
　However, Soujiro wasn't too worried about it.
'We've got more news, Souji.
What's going on?
Spot on. It's like he's using the rooftop tower to summon them. Summoning Taliktan. Raid rank 86th level.
Okay.
　Soujiro laughs. It looks like this will do the job.
　Woodstock, the guild master of Granddale's Cannonball, is a skilled flying dragon rider. Woodstock conducted an aerial reconnaissance over the Calling Fortress and informed Nazna of the results. The enemy leader's name is said to be Tarikutan. The figure itself had been confirmed in the reconnaissance of the payoff, but this was good news.
　There was a reason why Soujirou and the rest of the second party were separated from Shiroe and the other three main axis units and taking separate actions.
　Shiroe's tactic - rounding up all the monsters in the zone with a pseudo-tount due to MP leaks - has one drawback. If there's an enemy leader, a raid monster, within its range, it's a complete melee. The tactic of annihilating reinforcement monsters in a narrow corridor would collapse as soon as the boss monster is involved. In doing this tactic, the boss monsters should not be allowed to go to Siloe. The whole point of the strategy is to divide them up and eventually defeat them.
''Soji, you look kind of happy.
Okay.
　Souji replied to Nazna's question.
　His body is light. It's as if he has grown wings on both legs. The sharpness of his body is a reflection of his lack of hesitation. This reminds me of the days of the prodigal's tea party. Back then, Soujiro was just a newcomer (newbie).
　He played Elder Tail with his partner, learning the basics, getting involved in all the usual MMO happenings, getting lost, making friends, and then he discovered the Tea Party. The Chakai was the first community Soujiro encountered in an online game, and it was a place he wanted to protect.
　At the time, the Chakai was a newcomer to the game. Members who wanted to challenge Kanami and other members in large-scale battles (raids) had begun to gather together, but the members were not fixed, and more than half of them were recruited on the spot for each attack. After several rounds of participation, Soujiro was approached to join in earnest, and he readily agreed. He wanted to take on more serious, high-level, high-end content, but Soujiro wanted a friend. There were many women who were kind to him, but they weren't really his comrades in arms. Soujiro was looking for a fight that would leave him with a crimp.
　At that time, the old-timers - Kanami, Shiroe, KR, Intix, Naotsugu, Nyanta, Oshifuyu, Stallbourn, Nurukan, and Nazuna - had already joined the fight. Around the same time as Soujiro, Tuli, Sahime, Kurama, Wing, and other classmates also participated, and the Tea Party was taking shape. It was nostalgic and glorious, and those were Soujiro's memories.
"It was Shiro-senpai's plan, you know.
Okay.
　Nazuna's voice was also somewhat happy with a smile. That made Soujiro's body accelerate forward and further forward.
''Kuah. Souji, you like Shiroe too much, don't you!　You're a faggot!　You're a faggot, huh?
　Soujiro smiled at Kurinon's snide remarks, but ran up the narrow stairs in three quick strides. Accelerated by the physical capabilities of the adventurer, the figure looks like a rocket unleashed from a catapult.
　The key to this mission was to break up the enemy group.
　In particular, isolating the ringleader (the boss) was the most important task.
　And that's the mission entrusted to the second (second), led by Soujiro. After regrouping, the group ran with the wind in their sails. There was no need to worry about the following. There was no way that Shiroe would fail at his post when Soujirou was fulfilling his role. He was one of the three players that Soujirou admired.
''Now that my senpai is ready, I have only one role to play.
　Soujiro flashed the Divine Sword Lone Crow Maru. It was the steel door to the rooftop that he cut through. You'll be able to find out more about this by visiting the website.
''Ikkitaro!''
　It was an open space. In the world of Seldesia, the Earthmen rarely built tall buildings. The technology is not lacking, as evidenced by Maihama's Castle Ashes and Castle Cinderella, but the cost is overwhelmingly high. The Calling Fortress is a divine ruin, and as such, there are no buildings of comparable height in its surroundings. Ten stories above the ground was the equivalent of a skyscraper in Cerdesia.
　In the center of the rooftop plaza, which seemed to have been thrown up, there was a huge iron tower that jutted even further into the air from its ten or so heights. That is probably the magic device that allows communication to the moon - the broadcast tower.
　There was a wrinkled old man with sallow skin at the base of it.
　Eighty-sixth level, raid-ranked monster .
''Visible unity!　Big f*cking deal. Go!　Soji!
　Countless small scaffolds are created at the end of Nazuna's swinging arm.
　Oral tradition, Heavenly Footsteps Passage. It is an ability that deviates from the range of the Elder Tail that Nazna has acquired. It's a very simple and effective way to create a foothold by dividing the damage blocking magic "Misogi no Barriers" into spaces instead of companions. The damage blocking ability is almost completely gone, but the shimmering translucent plates created in the air allow you to move in the air.
　Tenzoku-dori is one of the Six Divine Talents, a different ability that is obtained as a result of enlightenment in Buddhism. It is one of the so-called divine powers. Of course, Nazuna's use of it is her own ability, which she acquired after applying and honing her abilities from her gaming days, and it has nothing to do with Buddhism. However, the "ability to jump over walls and mountains" and "the ability to run freely through the air alongside birds", which are said to be the potency of Tenzoku-dori, seemed to be an appropriate name for this oral tradition. Soji's oral tradition, "Tenkan-Tsu," was also named after the same origin.
　Using that oral tradition of Nazuna as a foothold, Soujiro leapt up into the air.
　On the semi-corroded concrete plateau, the "Summoning Calamity" (Tariqtan) looked like a pagan priest. He had dark skin and white full-length hair, a loose-fitting white and purple robe and a long, twisted staff. When Soujiro saw the name "Summoner's Litany", it became clear to him. With that unusual ability, Tarikutan had been calling out an inexhaustible amount of monsters. The rainbow-colored pillar connecting the broadcast tower to the heavens was a bubble of MP. The thought that this enemy had put the Daichijin and the Adventurer in a coma was enough to make me feel a burning blue urge to fight.
"The floating boat and the helmet!
　It's a body technique move that utilizes footholds to connect with the upper level attack. Essentially, this is a head-on bamboo split that is appropriate for a two-handed sword. Because Soujiro is a two-sworded build that emphasizes counterattacks, a minority of samurai, he is equipped with two swords in each hand. As a result, instead of slashing, he must use a rotation that engulfs his body to execute his moves.
　That attack bit into Tariqtan's shoulder mouth.
　It's a tough one.
　Of course, his opponent was a raid monster. It is a difficult foe in high-end content with thousands to tens of thousands of times the HP of Solomon Star. It was only a blow from Soujiro, and his HP display showed no signs of decreasing. However, Soujiro's attacks are not repelled by barriers, nor are they held back by armor, but are passable. To begin with, the opponent's level is eighty-six. There was no way they could not win. If this is a world like the Elder Tail, and if Soujiro and the others are properly twenty-four people.
'Nazuna, Isami. Cover me.
I'll take care of it. Chief!
Okay.
　Unleashing the Hundred Tongues Sacrifice and the Lanias Capture is a standard practice when dealing with sorcerer-type monsters, but as soon as it ended poorly, Isami, who linked up with the Whirlwind Cutter, didn't show the fear she had immediately after the Catastrophe. The first thing to do is to use Nazuna's protection, the Secret of Heavenly Legs, to rapidly close the gap between them, creating an opening for Soujiro.
　In order to respond to this, Soujiro connected from the Kabuto-Wari (cracking of the helmet) to the Tachi Sword of the Fire Wheel. The sound of the sword slicing through the air seemed to guide his mind's path.

　The sound of the sword cutting through the air seemed to guide his mind to its destination.
　He had created the West Wind Brigade.
　No one has ever told him, but one day he will ask, "Isn't that guild (place) you created a replacement for the Tea Party? You might say.
　The day when Shiroe was invited to join the West Wind Brigade and was rejected, that fear crept into his heart. Without realizing it, was she forcing many people to live in a way that they did not want?　It was a hidden hesitation on Soujiro's part.
　He had enjoyed his days at the Tea Party so much that perhaps he was just trying to get those days back?　What would I say to myself if I were asked that question?　Soujiro is not good at thinking about things, so he doesn't come up with anything that looks like a conclusion. But it is true that the question itself evokes a dull ache deep within him.
　Back in those days when he had first soared through the Elder Tail, and back in those days when the Tea Party had broken up, the friend Soujiro had asked to stay with him had gone on his way. He had no luck with friends, he thought.
　So Soujiro was happy.
　The sword he now wields is struck down with joy and satisfaction.
　Shiroe's command is the same as it was on that day at the Tea Party. No, it's clearer than in the past, and it's permeating every member of the large scale combat (raid) team. The moment they leap through the air and twist, the moment they run their gaze to the icon and switch their stance, they feel the breath of their friends. Although I wasn't actually watching them, their presence felt inexplicably familiar to me. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get my hands on any of these things, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get my hands on them.
　It would be called crazy to prefer combat for such a reason, but I could feel my lips hang up. It's not that I want to kill the enemy. In the sense that I am diffusing and connecting, I begin to understand things I don't normally understand. It's not that you can't feel it in everyday battles, but it's an incomparably more intense feeling than the one you get when you're under Shiroe's command.
　In other words, it was Soujiro's unavoidable effort.
　Isami, Nazuna, Olive and Kurinon.
　They all think of me as a friend. Of course, those feelings may be mixed, and they may not all be of the same quality, but the bond Soujiro feels with his friends is not a one-way street.
　Soujiro scoffed to himself that he was really bad at guessing, as he could only understand even such simple things through large-scale combat (raids).
　And he felt a strange connection with Shiroe, who he thought was distant, helping him understand that.

'So, Tariqtan,'
　Soujiro makes a rumbling sound and points the Shinto Sword, Solitary Crow Maru, at the raid boss in front of him. A fox-masked priest appeared semi-transparent behind him, spreading his arms out like a Noh play. His spiritual power is heightened by the air-shaking pressure of the illusory class sword.
''You will have to dance with me for a while. I can't let you go downstairs.