Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga - Chapter 466

The distance to the battlefield, as I heard from the outpost headquarters, was two days.

While flying the distance of just those two days, I got to see all kinds of monsters that I couldn’t see in the capital and around Ogwen.

In fact, since most of the time is spent in the sky, the vast majority of them were literally just ‘viewing’, but there is always a type that smells like a ghost and rushes at you as soon as you set foot on the ground for camping.

Thanks to this, I got a chance to prove that Rummings’ helmet was actually harder than an ogre’s head, but I didn’t feel very happy because I realized that Ethiel was subtly a demon’s cave than I thought. Asilie’s gaze with a tired expression was a bonus.

Still, yesterday’s ogre attack was better than the present moment, when he was careless that he would soon arrive at the outpost.

“I never thought the day would come when I would be surrounded by harpies.”

The command staff had warned us in advance. The closer you get to the frontline, the more monsters it will be, making it difficult to fly.

But I didn’t know that the criterion of ‘difficulty’ was limited to flying dragon knights who could shoot magic. If it wasn’t for the combination of Asilie and Nara, this wouldn’t have been hard enough, it would have been a level where I had to risk my life as soon as I flew up. Somehow, it was hard to find that common bird.

It was easier to deal with one or two ogres rather than dozens of harpies that were afraid to lower the altitude. Even so, on this cold day, shivering and unable to fly out of their range, there is no choice. If you ask the spirits for something like this and get angry, you might not be able to get help when you really need it.

It’s not a human form that makes possible bugs cry out for possibility, but it’s a form that’s more appropriate to call it a humanoid bird, so it’s also very fast. The harpies we met for the first time were good enough to dodge Asillie’s arrows if we didn’t aim for the right timing to attack us.

A little admiration because I thought of a hawk snatching prey every time they flew in aiming at my car… ”

No! That’s obviously because they’re weird! Harpies dodging the arrows of elves! Impossible!”

…Well, although my evaluation is being vehemently denied by Asilie’s strong rebuttal, the harpies right in front of me didn’t have faith easily because her explanation was so fast that it was colorless.

I wanted to throw them all down with a flash grenade, but if I did that now, it was obvious that my car would also crash, so I was in the middle of flying to my destination, taking care of things that clung to me one by one.

“Keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeg
“Wow, that’s really filthy noisy.”

The problem is that the noise pollution caused by these unwelcome companions is insignificant. The harpies didn’t know how to give up even though they were reducing the number of people by blowing their needles with all their might in their spare time.

At first, I thought it was because of the lack of food, but looking at it now, it wasn’t really like that. Monsters are characterized by predation on their own kind, but these guys had no interest in the corpses of dying harpies.

I figured out whether my head was a little smart like a humanoid bird, and that Asili and I didn’t even get a seed, and I tried to organize my thoughts once more by blowing a needle into the body of a damn bastard who was aiming for the eyes of a car and making it look like a dove that was hit by a car and flew away. I didn’t understand at all.

In the end, the arrow missed, so I had no choice but to ask Asilie, who was strangely in pain.

“Nuna, are harpies always this persistent?”
“…Well. It’s the first time I’ve faced you in the sky, so I can’t give you a definite answer, but I don’t think they’ll be this persistent on the ground.”

It’s not a joke, it’s such an expression that turns on the light in the eyes and rushes at it. I wondered if I would just land and kill them all, but it was obvious that I would get involved with other monsters, so I focused on flying with a feeling of crying and eating mustard.

“Keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeg
“Fuck.”

correction.

To be honest, I can’t concentrate.

“Damn it…”
“Eldy! They’re knights!”

As I was about to express the anger of a person from a world where murder cases occur because of the noise between floors, Asilie’s words, which accurately hit the harpy flying from the side and put an arrow between the eyebrows, stopped me. Following Asilier’s gaze, I looked at the edge of the horizon, and as she said, five drakes were flying from the field base.

for a moment. Come to think of it, is this a wire? Why is the offer right like this?

As if answering my question that suddenly passed by, the flying dragon knights approaching us, closing the distance in an instant, send signals to each other…

-Phiiik!

…that signal is very familiar.

what? Why is the signal I made up in Levien’s hand-me-down used here?

-Pip! blood profit!
“Keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeg

I closely looked at the actions of the flying dragon knights who move according to the signal, but it is true that I made and used them. Since it is a crude signal, it must be inconvenient to use it in earnest, right?

-Pip! Pick!
– Pick!

Just in case, I signaled that I was descending in advance so that I would not be swept away by their magic, and the whistling sound of consent came back. It’s a bit unfortunate that I can’t look at his expression because he’s wearing the helmet tightly, but if I can get rid of the harpies in exchange for that much regret, it’ll be cheap.

After raising the altitude slightly, he attempted a vertical fall, and as soon as he opened the distance with the harpies, the flying dragon knights’ fire poured in.

The harpies couldn’t react until the fire magic mixed with the explosion exploded like a firecracker and set the area on fire. The harpies, who were lucky enough to be outside the range of the magic, looked at the sight and imitated a look of surprise for a moment, but soon began to fly towards the dragon knights with their faces distorted viciously again.

It is also an incomprehensible aggression. They usually run away when they are killed in droves like that.

Of course, the few remaining harpies were not a threat. The flying dragon knights, who had turned five or six harpies into electric roasts with a simple lightning-type magic, soon approached me with a turn signal.

Raising the visor of the helmet he was wearing while adjusting the altitude naturally, a young man who looked like he belonged to a fairly young axis revealed his face with a mustache that still looked awkward and shouted.

“My name is Batchen Pilsire, a knight belonging to the 1st Army of Assault! What frontline are you from!”

Judging by the use of not only the unit name but also the signals I used, it was clear that it was the new dragon unit that Duke Lesrom had mentioned.

I had heard that he would work hard to create a system and put it into practice, but the magic he just showed me and his skills were so skilled that it was hard to believe that it was a unit made of attributes. .

“Ega in Eldmia! I have no affiliation! At the request of the royal family, I came to see Siegfried, the warrior of the Imperial Spiritual Assembly!”

Since the order has already been delivered, there should be no problem. In the first place, the act of flying confidently in the skies of Etisel on a flying dragon is an act that proves one’s identity.

But others, including the knight who identified himself as Batchen, were astonished at other points in my answer.

“Are you a flute knight!?”

Thanks to this, Asilie’s gaze, which was stuck in the back of her head, stung.

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The soldiers at the field base who arrived under the escort of the flying dragon unit led by the knight Bachen did not pay much attention to our appearance.

After staying in the battlefield for a long time, I didn’t know if I had become numb to the appearance of new people, but it was a reaction I had already experienced at the outpost, so after I calmly followed Baczen and parked my car, after learning that I was a flute driver, I was very friendly. The knights with overflowing attitudes did not ask questions, but they began to tell us what they were curious about and guide them to the command post.

“Recently, the monsters’ aggression is getting serious day by day. The ground is also ground, but the things flying in the sky are beyond words. The headquarters seems to believe that it is highly likely that the Demon King’s Army has found a way to stimulate the monsters. .”

It was true that the aggression of the harpies was abnormal. It seems that there were quite a few people who were caught off guard in the beginning because their movements became bolder because of their reckless aggression. Most of the flying dragon knights are flying around anyway, so I keep quiet because I can deal with it, but if there is someone flying from the rear like this, a 5-minute standby team like Batchen will be dispatched to help.

For a while, I had to doubt my ears when I saw Bacchen spit out serious words with a strangely excited look.

“Anyway, the royal family is quick to respond. I know it hasn’t been long since the warrior and his party reported that they were seriously injured, but they’re already sending such strong reinforcements.”

what? A seriously injured person came out at the warriors party? Is there a self-destructing saint?

At the moment, I almost asked again without realizing it, but I thought, ‘Isn’t that why you came here?’ There was no need to bring out the word ” to make the atmosphere cheap, so I decided to ask another question pretending to be calm.

“By the way, who was hurt?”
“Ah, I’m an elf. Entire, an elf swordsman. It is said that I fell under the devil’s witchcraft while assisting the hero. I’m worried that not only the saintess of the Holy Spirit Church of the Empire, but also the little saintess of the Holy Cross Society can’t find a room.”

But this time, it was a bit difficult to maintain a poker face.

Little Saint of the Holy Cross? That little girl is also on the battlefield? Even with the self-destructing saintess, she was seriously injured?

“That’s… what a pity.”

For some reason, it feels like being in Eldmia of a storm where incidents never stop happening wherever you go.