90. It was correct.
The 4th platoon leader of the heavy armored infantry company was a commander who had recently been transferred to this unit from the center.
‘That’s crazy.’
As I was part of a unit, I was about to go on a mission to eliminate monsters in order to get used to the unit and receive practical training.
Of course, for something like that, it was rather large.
The original mission was to eliminate large groups of human-faced dogs.
Still, it was okay.
It’s not for nothing that heavy infantry is called a Crona-eating class.
In conclusion, I went on this path because I wanted to know the power of our troops.
Suddenly a harpy jumped out.
It was an awkward situation.
Why is it a harpy all of a sudden?
Call for support.
Form a square with heavy armored infantry.
Meanwhile, several soldiers supporting the unit died.
While the crossbow was splitting the air for no reason, reinforcements arrived.
Just two light armored infantry.
‘Are you kidding me?’
Without any fear, he entered the Harpy’s attack area.
That is suicide.
The commander didn’t know Encred, and he didn’t know Rem.
He had recently been transferred and was adjusting to the atmosphere within the unit.
Of course, I heard that he was a magic destroyer and a high-ranking soldier’s troublemaker squad leader, but I didn’t have time to pay attention to that.
Since it was a sweep operation that came out, I got angry as soon as I saw the two.
“Mr. Geez!”
Cursive words naturally come out. Even if there is a subtle conflict between heavy armored infantry and light armored infantry.
There was no way I could have enjoyed watching my colleagues die in front of my eyes.
After all, who would want to see their head ripped off by a harpy?
The two light armored infantrymen were Encred and Rem, and in fact, the reason these two were the only ones to show up was because they joined first without waiting for other unit members.
So the archers, the reinforcements requested for the main unit, have not yet arrived.
“Hey, back…” … !”
I was so anxious that I couldn’t say everything I wanted to say. He wanted to run away or tell him to bow his head.
This is a structure that can withstand the harpy’s claws and attacks.
Chain armor on top of thick cloth armor, breastplate with thin iron plates on top, gauntlets made of steel, and even greaves.
They even built a defensive formation with a square shield.
It is a strategic defense posture befitting the nickname of the Turtle Heavy Armored Infantry.
It’s enough to hold out until reinforcements arrive.
So, these more formidable people would have been easier prey for the harpies.
The harpies found new prey, and one rushed at them at frightening speed.
In the commander’s eyes, he saw a red feather fall down and draw a long trace.
Even if I wanted to help, I didn’t have the means to help.
Now, the only thing I can do is watch it go away quietly and promise revenge later.
The soldier’s head is about to be torn apart by the harpy’s claws.
Ching.
Shukkk.
The commander’s ears heard the sounds of metal rubbing and flesh being cut.
All he could see was the harpy’s back.
Because the harpy’s body size was similar to that of an adult male, it was not clear exactly what the light armored infantrymen, hidden by the falling harpy, were doing.
All that was visible was one of the harpy’s wings being torn off, its body falling to the ground like a failed water swallow, and then being thrown once in the air and rolling on the floor.
The half of the harpy’s body, which was sporting red feathers and bouncing breasts, was stained with blood, and dust covered its entire body.
“Keeeeeeee!”
The harpy lying on the floor cries out. The commander couldn’t even blink.
What is this?
“… … uh?”
In an incomprehensible situation, only one question remains.
The commander’s eyes scanned the situation, and soon everything fell into the realm of understanding.
‘A harpy flew in.’
Cut it with a sword?
Is that okay?
It was a feat not easily seen.
What if the approaching harpy’s claws were slightly off? What if I miss the timing? What if I don’t have enough cutting power?
Isn’t everything a problem?
Doing something like that is crazy.
Who would do something like that against an onslaught of harpies?
How many people in the border garrison are capable of being a frontier slaughterer?
Sigh!
‘Coincidence, luck.’
You’re incredibly lucky. As if she wasn’t the only one who thought that, above her head, two of the floating harpies glided, aiming for them, and rushed to the ground again.
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It was fast. I could hear the sound of her harpy’s claws tearing the air.
The commander’s eyes fell on the two light armored infantry who came as reinforcements.
Because the angle at which the harpy attacked was different from before.
The response between the two was clearly visible to the commander.
I saw it, but I still had nothing to say because it was a movement beyond my understanding.
The soldier holding the ax bent his body to avoid the flying claws, and then swung the ax.
I only recognized that I was swinging it.
Suddenly, the harpy’s head split vertically.
The harpy, with its head split open, plummeted to the floor, leaving a mark on the floor like an exploded tomato. Long blood stains from slipping on the floor, blood from a monster, and a harpy with its head blown off.
Another one died.
This is the sight of an ax being cut.
Another soldier did something similar again.
The soldier who first tore off the harpy’s wings raised his sword and slashed it vertically again.
How can that happen?
As I swung my sword, it seemed like a harpy was running in front of the blade.
This is the result of predicting the harpy’s movements and swinging the sword.
If this isn’t a stunt, what is it?
Pow!
However, this time, I guess my aim was off and I hit the harpy in the chest.
The soldier’s sword split half of the harpy’s body, but the soldier also missed the sword.
That didn’t change anything.
Keek.
It is a sword stuck between two harpy breasts that resemble female breasts.
It’s a monster that rolls on the floor with a thud and splatters blood again.
The intestines were split open and crushed.
I too was as good as dead.
The commander lifted his gaze upward without realizing it.
The number of remaining harpies is eight.
We couldn’t catch a single one, but three died as soon as they appeared.
‘Frontier garrison?’
The commander misunderstood his opponent. Because his skills were too overwhelming to be considered a mere soldier.
Was this what it meant to be a special soldier?
Before I moved out, I heard rumors about a massacre on the border.
I don’t think it was to this extent.
The commander saw a group of people approaching behind the two.
They all came with projectile weapons, such as javelins, longbows, and crossbows.
They wear capes and eagle-shaped epaulettes.
They are a real border guard.
The garrison member leading them also confirmed the situation. I even saw it with my own eyes.
‘Skill.’
It increased further. Now, I can’t say for sure that I will win easily.
It was Torres who led the garrison.
He is a platoon leader in the border guard unit who has a connection to Encred in many ways.
It is foolish to judge an opponent’s skill just by killing monsters.
However, Torres did not have the confidence to perform such a trick against the flying Harpy.
Especially twice in a row.
‘Due to luck?’
Torres had the same thoughts as the heavy armored infantry platoon commander.
But at that moment, a third harpy flew in.
Torres’ gaze fell from Harpy to the bottom.
In that spot, Encrid was seen pulling a sword from the chest of a just-dead harpy.
“hey!”
Torres shouted. It was a warning to look up.
* * *
What should I say about this?
Encred connected dot to dot.
Splitting time.
I swung my sword as my intuition guided me.
As a result, the first harpy’s wings were cut off.
“Hwiyu.”
Rem whistled next to him. The dizzying feeling of resistance that remained in my grip revealed the heavy weight of the monster Harpy that had rushed in.
It was as big as a bell.
There is no problem. Afterwards, he raises his sword again. The harpy flew in, and this time he let go of his sword, slashing right in the center of her chest.
If I held it as is, my grip felt like it would tear.
The judgment was correct.
A strike that connects dots, a sword strike loaded with power.
The result is the death of the monster.
The harpy’s claws passed over Encred’s head as he bent down and struck down his sword.
The sound of wheezing and cutting through the air was eerie, but it didn’t feel dangerous.
‘Stop avoiding it.’
It is a simple attack pattern.
Dodge, cut and stab. It is an application of swordsmanship.
He walked quickly, placed his foot on the bouncing chest of the dead harpy, and if he was human, placed his foot on the clavicle area and pulled out his sword.
“Kwiik.”
It is a tough vitality. Her breasts were split in half, the internal organs spilling out, and she blinked.
was still alive
Encred was watching the Harpy I had cut down, but his senses were watching his surroundings, especially the Harpy coming down from above.
Even without looking, I could feel the waves in the air.
The sensation is clearer than ever.
“hey!”
A shout was heard, but it was moving before that.
I stabbed the dying harpy’s wing with the tip of my sword and gave it strength.
Wow!
The muscles in both arms were strained, and even the waist and thighs were tense.
The dying harpy was lifted up.
Sigh!
The harpy that was flying was hit by it and fell over.
After blocking the Harpy with a Harpy, Encrid rolled to the side to disperse the impact by using a throw.
It was a deliberate and anticipated movement to relieve the shock left in the body.
As soon as he rolled, Encrid jumped up and slashed his sword at the harpy’s head that had fallen on the floor.
The harpy’s head was split open by the blade, which struck as if splitting firewood.
Four of these.
Rem killed one and Encred killed three.
The first one to fall was already hit by a nearby soldier with a quarrel on his head.
Flapping, fluttering, the group of harpies flapping their wings overhead move away one by one. Harpies were people who did not fight at a loss.
They ran away.
Encred hung his arms and swallowed his regret.
‘A few more times.’
I wanted to fight. I needed to gain more experience. I was still learning and reflecting on what I had learned.
I needed more practice to adapt and learn.
Well, I guess I can completely attach what I got from the sewer to my body.
“Good?”
Rem giggled next to me. Since she was a quick-witted savage, she seemed to have already realized her condition.
“Some people might say I’m crazy, but at this level, I can say I have extraordinary skills. But it’s really interesting. “I thought it was necessary to practice, but I wonder how this can happen in just one day.”
It’s not a deep dive, but it raises questions. It was natural. Is it normal for someone with the worst talent to achieve rapid growth in just one day?
Encred spit out the excuse he makes every day.
“I was lucky.”
Rem knows that she can’t improve her skills through luck. But he had no intention of arguing.
Anyway, what do you think?
Seeing this guy swinging his sword so excitedly, I thought it was fun too.
“I was chased by a harpy before and barely survived.”
Encred muttered.
“You could have?”
“It did.”
It is not a word that contains any particular emotion or meaning. It’s just that something like that happened.
Encred remembered his dead colleague at that time. And he brushed it off.
‘This isn’t revenge, though.’
At least there is satisfaction in killing a group of harpies. It’s inevitable that I feel more regret.
“Two, affiliation, no, but.”
The commander, who had been standing in a protective shell formation like a turtle, approached.
It seemed absurd.
“This is Encred, 4th squad leader, 4th platoon, 4th company.”
I answered with military courtesy and spoke.
“Squad leader? “Not a frontier guard?”
It’s not.
“The border guard is here.”
A familiar face, Torres, approached. He said, raising his hand.
Yet his gaze did not fall on Encred. His eyes scanned Encred from head to toe.
I felt like asking what on earth he had done.
How did my skills improve so much?
“Support came.”
I haven’t even shot a single arrow.
What on earth is this?
Soon, the 4th platoon commander of the heavy armored infantry company and Torres exchanged brief greetings and settled the situation.
Encred listened to the conversation between the two and suddenly asked.
It was a pretty important issue for me.
“Are you done?”
“… … “What are you asking?”
“I was wondering if the eradication of monsters is now over.”
What is it, why are you asking?
Two light infantrymen who killed four harpies.
Two ordinary soldiers saved a platoon of heavy armored infantry. It’s not a great achievement, but I think it’s something worthy of a reward.
One of them is seriously asking if this is the end.
The other guy, who appears to be an immigrant, is busy giggling next to him.
What is this combination of crazy bastards?
The platoon leader thought and answered.
“The original goal of the strike was to eliminate a large group of human-faced dogs, so this is not the end.”
The platoon leader did not forget the purpose of dispatch. As a group of human face dogs formed a group around the border guard, the peddlers, including the merchant, were stranded.
Isn’t this the path I took thanks to you?
Although a group of human-faced dogs appeared outside the castle walls and on the road leading to and from the top.
Judging from the sight of one or two of them nearby, it was obvious that trouble would arise soon.
The mission is to ensure the safety of the city by eliminating nearby monsters and beasts.
“I’d like to join.”
The platoon leader thought about Encred’s words.
‘Do you want to fight more? You look so anxious to fight? ‘Are my eyes strange?’
The eyes weren’t strange, they were correct.
What the platoon leader saw was the correct answer.
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