Throwing himself off the castle walls, Aldis uses his magic to swoop down with his body just before he lands and descends as if nothing has happened.
　The surrounding area is in the midst of a mixed battle. Not many people noticed the insane way it appeared.

　As soon as he pulls out the Sotensaika from his waist, Ardis begins to run to the area that is being pushed by the beast.
　I'm sure you'll find a group of militia members surrounded and trapped by the beasts as they go by.

"d*mn!　We're surrounded!

I thought there were more of us!

'Put your feet on ......!　I'm hit in the leg!

'Someone!　Cover me!　--help me!

　The militia seemed to number no more than ten men.
　The herd of beasts that surrounded it was more than thirty at a quick glance.

　If you look at the entire battlefield, the humans outnumber the beasts.
　But aside from their allies, the enemy is a mass of instincts that no one can command. It is inevitable that their distribution is unbalanced.

　I'm not going to be the only one who can do that.
　The pale yellow-green and pure white sword blades fly in a straight line with a wind noise.

　The blade struck from behind the beasts that surrounded the militia by surprise.
　First two of them. Without any room to perceive the danger, their heads were dropped from behind.
　Then two bodies. Two more bodies were pierced through the torso in the moment of confusion when they noticed something wrong and were confused.
　Two more bodies. Reacting to the hostile intent, the head is smashed from the front where the fangs are bared.

　In the blink of an eye, the beasts, who had lost six companions, growled in alarm at their new enemy.

''Wha, what!?''

Reinforcements?

　The beast that was suddenly defeated, and the attacker that was invisible, the militia of the one that was saved seemed to be unable to understand the situation.

　A wisteria-colored shadow plunged through the beasts that had turned hostile towards the two swords floating in the air.
　After the two swords were preceded by the two swords, Ardis, who was also heading in a straight line himself, tore the herd apart with the 'Soutian Aika' in his hand.

　With each swing of his sword, the beasts were defeated one by one.
　It's more of a task than a battle.

　As he moved his arm nonchalantly, as if he were making a swashbuckling motion in training, the beasts would fall down in time with him. It probably looked like that to the militia, who were amateurs in battle.

　The herd of beasts, which was over thirty, had all been cut down in less than a minute.

''Are you alright?''

'Oh, ah, ....... Thank you. Thanks, swordsman ...... sorcerer?

　The skill with which he defeated a group of beasts in the blink of an eye shows that Ardis is an expert swordsman.
　But the bewilderment of the militia, who have expressed their gratitude, is due to Aldis's attire.

　He is not dressed in armor, nor does he carry a shield.
　The only thing he wears is an eccentric robe.
　The short, wisteria-tinted robe does not look like the armor a close combatant would use to protect himself, at least not in a close combat setting.

　The fact that he almost said swordsman and corrected him as a sorcerer, but it was the confusion of such a militia that was expressed in the questioning form at the end.

'Wounded men, stand back and tend to your wounds. Someone give them a shoulder. The rest of you will continue to clear the beast out. Be sure to surround the herd with more than twice as many. I'll take care of the larger herd.

　After telling everyone, without waiting for a reply, Aldis begins to destroy the surrounding beasts.

　The militia won't be amused if they are given unilateral orders by Ardis, who only looks like a freshly grown man.
　But now that they had witnessed Ardis' abilities, no one was complaining about it. They've just been shown that it's pointless to insist on being older or younger on the battlefield.

"The leaf of the word is that thou shalt break off the body and invite it to the Mahoroba ---- The Fog of Sleep, Morte Warne Sheep!　

　Wielding her Souten Saihua, Ardis casts her sleeping spell on the people, making them dance the kokchunka and moonlight blizzard.
　With the sword and the magic, the beasts are being neutralized one after another.

''Please give me a token to the beasts I put to sleep!

　Suddenly the militia was taken aback by Aldis's voice and began to beat the hell out of the sleeping beasts that were defenseless.

　The war situation in the surrounding area, which had been held back by the sheer number of beasts, changed drastically.

''If we hunt this many, can the rest of the militia push them back?

　After checking the situation around him, Aldis looks around in search of his next destination.
　His gaze heads to the front line where the mercenaries are engaged in a fierce battle with the demons.

　Having set his next target to be a demon, Aldis jumps into the mercenaries' battlefield with his two swords at his side.
　It's not just a matter of time before you're able to get your hands on a new one. ------ In between, I thought I heard a faint sound of pakiri.



　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most of your time with us.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most out of your time in the world.
　All of them are dangerous demons that can't be beaten by half-skilled hands.

''They're coming from the woods and mountains too: ......

　Aldis frowns at the fact that there are still dispersers that live in the grasslands, but there are even demons that make their homes in the forests and mountains.

　The soldiers and militia facing the beasts are not having an easy time fighting either.
　But the degree of danger is orders of magnitude different between dealing with the beasts and dealing with demons.
　Even dispersers and whips, which are considered to be relatively weak among demons, are too much for most mercenaries to handle.

　However, the ones on this battlefield were not just mercenaries.
　The 'Free Cloud', the 'Dragon Spear', the 'Spiritual Guidance', and the 'Red Three Swords'. All of them are the best mercenaries who have made their names known across the country.
　They don't seem to care if the opponent is a demon or not.

　A large mercenary wielding a heavy axe strikes the tail of the Whips, and the tall mercenary's sharp tip thrusts into the gaping mouth of the dispenser.
　Some use their agility to taunt the demons, while others use magic to block their mobility.
　There were those who specialized in and mastered fighting.

　Of course, the demons on the other side don't just sit back and wait to be killed. The powerful jaws of Tron ate through the arms of the careless swordsman, and the claws of the Hound tore through the mercenary's leather armor, sending a rain of blood.
　Not all mercenaries were able to fight demons on an even footing like the 'Free Cloud' and the others.

　In some parts, the mercenaries overwhelmed the demons, while in others, the mercenaries and the demons were cutting down on each other's lives.

''Ted--that doesn't seem to be a problem. If that's the case, I'm ......, hmm?

　After catching a glimpse of Ted slaughtering a demon without danger, Aldis' eyes were drawn to a lone mercenary.
　The one there was a swordsman dressed in leather armor.
　That swordsman was fighting against the three dispersers alone.

　《---- pic.

　All I can see from behind is deep green hair and a slender, slender body.
　The swordsman walks to the front dispenser with a light step.

''Shaaaaah!''

　He approached the threatening dispenser without confusion, and the moment he was just a foot away from being able to get to the menacing dispenser, the swordsman's body was shaken.

'Ggaaaaaaah!

　Before I knew it, the sword that was swung out had slashed off its body at an angle, turning it into two snarling chunks of meat.

''Shaaaa!''

　The remaining dispatchers attack from left and right at once towards the swordsman, who has drawn his sword and stopped moving.
　The swordsman takes two steps backward without a hint of panic, and strikes the round shield fixed to his left arm into the mouth of the display that came from the left.

　The Dispair was frightened.

　How much power does it have in its slender body?
　I used one arm to neutralize the display's rush and cut off its head, which had stopped momentum, in a single slice.
　Then he flipped over to the other side and delivered a thrust from the front towards the last display that had just jumped at him.

''Geaggaaaa!''

　With a decapitated voice, the disperser loses its power with a gutter.
　The green-haired swordsman easily slaughtered the three demons known as the Despair of the Grasslands.

　Of course, there would be a number of skilled mercenaries here.
　The Heavy Swordsman of the Dragon's Peak could be seen kicking the demons away with his physical strength, while the Female Mercenary of the Red Three Swords could be seen toying with the demons with her light steps.
　Among these mercenaries, the green-haired swordsman was the most eye-catching.

　The other mercenaries were only fighting the demons by working together as a party.
　Even though they were skilled mercenaries, there were few who were able to fight against demons alone like Ted.
　The swordsman who showed off his three dispensers in the blink of an eye was head and shoulders above all the mercenaries gathered here. Perhaps they are even stronger than Ted.

''Interesting.''

　Aldis was intrigued by the swordsman.
　Because his swordsmanship was too clean for a mercenary.

　Most of the swordsmanship of mercenaries could be described as self-righteousness.
　Some, like the assassins who attacked Ardis before, had learned regular swordsmanship, but these were few and far between.
　The third son of a stranded farmer in the village, an orphan from the favela, and a roughneck who can't find a decent job end up as mercenaries.
　They must learn from their senior mercenary colleagues, or if they cannot do so, they must wield a sword in their own way.

　The actual Aldis had never learned the proper swordplay either.
　At the root of it all is the skill he learned from the mercenaries who took his parents' place and stole from his fellow swordsmen.
　But the swordsmanship Aldis saw in front of him was clearly that of someone who had been trained in the proper swordsmanship.

(And a skilled one at that. An ex-regular army-less mercenary?)

　Nevertheless, the demons were rushing in without regard to the convenience of Ardis, who was pondering.
　The swordsman who had just slaughtered three dispersers now had two additional dispers, plus four whips coming towards him.

(As expected, that was a tough one alone.)

　The green-haired swordsman was showing signs of retreating, skillfully adjusting his position so that he and I (Higa) would not be surrounded.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.

''There, swordsman!　Do you need backup?!