Cut the silence, and the sound of an alarm (siren) raises a roar.

He began to scream one after the other as the spiritual stones installed at regular intervals on the walls of Saratoga dashed brightly.

The alarm sound (siren) of a long blast (sobbing) similar to the sound of a baby as if it had caught fire, echoed inside the walls of the castle with a wooden spirit all over Saratoga. Like a roundabout, it sounded triple and quadruple.

"Hey, what!

An upset runs among the Asmodimos soldiers who descend to the walls of Saratoga in a sudden loud sound.

And some look round about with their hips, and some move softly to hide behind their companions, and some laugh at those who are frightened with vanity.

"Awkward, fools! This kind of thing would be a false threat!

In the midst (but not the least) of the rising soldiers, a big man with a huge battle axe shouts loud voices at the soldiers on his side.

He was the General 'Sake Barrel' Morgen of Asmodimos, known alongside the 'Iron Beard' Zbonimir.

Still, Morgen screams again as he drives the still anxious soldiers to kick their asses.

"Symbol! Symbol! Run down. Hide and kick some of Saratoga's weak soldiers!

Inspired by that voice, or fearful of Morgen's sword curtain rather than the unobtrusive {warning sound (siren), the soldiers of Asmodimos begin to run down the stairs one after the other with a roar.

But shortly afterwards, many stopped again in the voice raised by one soldier.

"There's someone over there!

The soldier pointed in the opposite direction to Castle Saratoga.

From above the walls, it is a painting that has become more landscaped around the damaged walls hundreds of zars away, even at a straight distance.

"Oh, you're a woman!

"Oh, she's probably a good woman!

Being a trained soldier doesn't make a difference to being a man.

In response to the word good woman, there is a sudden increase in the number of people stopping their feet, and the twitching propagates (starvation) like waves.

The woman is beautiful enough to tell from a distance of several hundred zars.

Regardless, you can't even tell the fine expression, but it seemed to convey in the wind the smooth skinny body wrapped in a blue dress, the silver hair and the height of the wrapped atmosphere.

Soldiers begin to wonder if there is a way to get there so that the generals don't notice, although it is in the opposite direction to the Saratoga Castle that we are about to attack.

To the creeps of Saratoga, who doesn't show up as a single person so far, even if she showed up as a single woman, there are times when she was horrified, but more than that, she was drunk from the victory mood.

Meanwhile, even the sword princess has of course noticed the indiscreet (bump) gaze from above the walls. But I'm not going to blame it.

I don't mean to hang it on my nose, but I'm not even as hungry as I pretend not to notice my beauty.

If you say it's not unpleasant, it's a lie, but rather, if you think of the misfortune that will strike them from now on, pity surpasses you.

Sounding alarm sound (siren).

That's the counter-attack wolf smoke.

The end-of-life whistle tells the fools who tread ruthlessly into the gardens of other houses.

It is the first step of the staircase for them to be summoned to heaven that has given her the role today.

The sword princess pounds and holy words in a small voice like a whisper as she slowly approaches the fallen wall, its void.

"Frozen (Congratio)"

There is no causal relationship between the magnitude of the voice and the magnitude of events occurring by magic.

At the next moment, the hot air rising from the ground freezes, making a flashy noise called pakipaki, on the back of a whisper-like voice.

It is as if countless Tsubasu stretched out their fissures of empty walls, stretching out of the feet of the sword princess, multiplying out of contact, wrapping around. And at the end of the day, he made an intermittently high noise called pisci, swelling up, completely filling the rift in the walls.

"Phew."

The sword princess breathes small.

Well, this would be it.

There's an iceberg on the walls, but Mio's request to fill the walls should have been met.

And Princess Sword nodded one at Mio, who would be watching this one on the Spirit Stone Plate (Monitor).

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"It's cod out anyway"

Mio sighs small as he looks at the giant iceberg on the Spirit Stone Plate (Monitor).

… trying to refine an iceberg of that magnitude with a freshly frozen (Congratio).

Frozen (Congratio) is the primary magic of the ice and snow system in the first place.

Normally, it's just magic to the point of producing a big gripping ice.

Mio also enjoys shave ice (shave ice cream) when it's hot.

Is that supposed to be routine magic......

Regardless of the first aid, the walls were buried.

Then we must move on to the next action.

"Show me above the walls!

Mio gives instructions to the Bridge (Bridge) crew mage.

Above the walls, the soldiers of Asmodimos overflow, one after the other running down the stairs. It seems that no soldier has reached the ground yet, but he can't keep his hands arched forever.

Suddenly breathing in, Mio raised his voice toward the whole bridge, losing the sound of the siren, which kept ringing.

"All hands, take a shock position! Saratoga, sudden braking (kickstart)!"

Along with the crew's reply that Ha!, a shock pounding from the bottom strikes Saratoga like a rampage horse hissing (nasty).

Rapid braking like being suddenly pumped blood into the heart and causing the body to jump with reflexes due to shock symptoms. But Saratoga's reaction, which he was idling with little magic supply, is remarkably dull.

"... how long, I'm asleep, Saratoga!

Saratoga has no will. But as he answered the call of the LORD, he rose up his girdle, and shook his giant.

Mio looks satisfied, stroking the nearby wall, turning the front and changing his expression.

The look on that face is malicious. It was the smile of a reaper who distorted his face spitefully.

Mio gives orders as far as his voice is concerned.

"Saratoga! Hit him in the side! Full speed super confident swirl!!"

Around.

At the next moment, a dizzy (dizzy) discomfort struck Mio, squeezing the elbow of the chair to support his body.

Along with intense vibrations, it makes a golden noise, and Saratoga's giant, which extends to 3,000 zars in length and 1,500 zars in width, begins to rotate all at once on the spot, using the castle's position as its axis.

Super confident swivel - the power on the port and starboard sides was reversed at the same speed to each other.

Magnificent sight of the castle fort city spinning as a whole windmill.

Motorized castle fortifications are designed to make you feel little or no vibration when driving normally, but if you were to swirl fast on the spot, the story would be different.

Outside the window, at the outer edge near the walls, the house was instantly collapsed by centrifugal force, splashed fragments swept through the universe, and collapsed trees were seen swept up and broken through the walls of the house. The catastrophe is also catastrophic.

Then the center of the rotation, around the castle of Saratoga, was not in such a state that a person could stand, not as far as the outer edge.

Looking down from the bridge, Saratoga's soldiers, belled by chains anchored to the ground, also swung their bodies into space, like a 10,000 flag.

But the most tragic would be the outermost part, above the walls.

If you're looking for the most appropriate expression for that sight, these are the words.

"Sprinkle"

Those who were on the walls went outside the walls, and those who were halfway up the stairs, they were thrown into the walls, one after the other, into the universe.

And if they had grasped him that stood next to him, they would be lifted up high for every man that had grasped him, and those that had managed to grasp him in the abyss of cobblestone, one after another, and they would be sucked into the sky as if they were going through a soap.

The roofed ladder (Sunbukka), which is bridged from Asmodimos to Saratoga, is tapped to the ground one after another so that it can be twisted, and involves the soldiers who were on it to prune the possibility of survival without any shards.

But this is not the end of the tragedy.

Saratoga wasn't going to spin a spin. Just a 90-degree head back.

If Saratoga rotates 90 degrees, it is the aspect of Asmodimos that is there.

Like swinging with a swinging stick, the starboard front of Saratoga clashes against the side of the Asmodimos.

At that moment, the sound of your ears splitting.

An illusory crushing sound echoes into the desert sky.

For a moment the starboard side of the colliding Asmodimos floats in space and its giant tilts, jumping to the ground like when it drops a flat wooden dish.

At that moment, an Asmodimos Magic Cannon (Magi Driver) erupted.

It was a lightning strike that was loaded. Make a terrific noise and a chunk of light pops up at high speed and burns the shell.

But on that ray, Saratoga no longer exists.

With tremendous destructive power, he sanded vainly across thousands of zars, rising the dust high.

In a nutshell, 'catastrophe'

It is a super confident swirl that makes it seem impossible to move, and a centrifugal force by a 3,000-zar class manoeuvre castle fort.

When it comes to the magnitude of the damage, sand floods (floods) are also at the level of kaya.

Let us say that, since history, even disasters caused by the hands of men are on the scale of fingerfolds.

As the rising smoke pours, now the two manoeuvring castle forts are quiet as ruins.

The light of the brightly extinguishing Spirit Stone Plate (Monitor).

At the bridge (bridge), Mio looks up with his hips tied to his chair as the crews moan and thrust into the fixed desk.

He must have hit the corner of the chair when he collided with Asmodimos. There was a lot of blood coming from that forehead.

"Ha ha, that's lame...... Miriam, you can't just hit it right. I'm never gonna do this again."

Groaning so, Mio let go of consciousness as it was.

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"What! What the hell is this?

Above the walls of Saratoga, the 'liquor barrel' Morgen can roar as he fists the cobblestone.

Sticking to the battle axe that slammed him against the cobblestone, Morgen, endured with a single piece of paper, scorches himself into a fierce rage that he cannot afford as he grasps the situation.

What the hell is this!

This is an unprecedented joke, mocking those who want to wage war seriously!

Is it not the work of a demon who cowardly manipulates, spits on the warrior's possession, and affixes a "worthless" rettel to the presence of our thousands of soldiers!

You can't forgive me.

If you look around, all the roofed ladders (sun viewers) fall to the ground, and the Asmo Dymos are not at a flying distance. I can't go back.

The more soldiers that remain on the walls, the more eyes you look under the walls, the more red the cobblestones are stained with the blood of your compatriots without any blanks.

After biting his lips to the point of bloodstaining, he summons the few remaining soldiers on the walls, Morgen declares.

"An enemy soldier will be here shortly. If you don't want to die, follow me. I'll keep lurking in Saratoga, and I'll make sure they see me."

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The sword princess watched this catastrophe from the air overlooking.

Immediately after the walls were blocked with icebergs, the Spirit Stone of "Rise (Laumento)" was used to ascend into the sky.

The sword princess is now staring blindly at this sight.

I guess this is what you say about losing words.

The catastrophe that's spreading under my eyes has a much different impression than what I was hearing beforehand from Miriam.

Two manoeuvrable castle fortifications with no movement, and sandy earth, scattered sand smoke, made by magic cannons (Magi drivers) across thousands of zars. And the sound of a siren still sounding vain.

The sword princess shook her head, remembering her role and rebuffing Miriam's words in the last minute military council.

"Afterwards, maybe Asmodimos will deploy ground troops. He's not human. Sandgolem or something."

The sword princess was waiting here to deal with it.

But Miriam's predictions are betrayed.

Asmodymos started moving first.

Asmodimos is starting to retreat as it is, not even releasing a chemical.

Saratoga is not moving. Something may have put me in a situation where I can't move again.

The sword princess was surprised for a moment that Miriam's predictions were off, but I recall that even she is not a god.

But we can't let Asmodimos get away with this.

The sword princess never made a leap, towards Asmodimos, jumping off.

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