๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐๐: ๐๐ก๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐จ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ง๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ฒ ๐๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐
The fenrir managed to kill about half of the force coming towards him, and I was finally able to make contact. I was able to convey the bare minimum and successfully sent the fenrir into the fortress.
Well, it’s not so much that I only conveyed the bare minimum, but that the fenrir cut off the conversation and started running as soon as he heard the essentials.
Dealing with such a muscle-brain is so exhausting…
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But, somehow, we managed to get back on track.
Those who were fighting with the fenrir also followed him and started attacking the fortress.
By now, I think the inside of the fortress must be like a grand melee, akin to Super Smash Brothers.
We veered off course a bit, but the overall flow returned to plan.
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“Well then, shall we go?”
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With great anticipation, I directed the zombie horde led by the Automata towards the interior of the fortress.
On the way, as expected, the soldiers were engrossed in a bloody fight. As we passed, we killed as many as we could for good measure.
At this point, I can’t even tell which soldiers are enemies and which are allies.
After all, they all have the same equipment.
Well, I don’t care if we’ve killed some of our own soldiers.
They’re just disposable meat shields that aren’t even fully under my control.
It wouldn’t be a waste even if they were reduced a bit.
Rather, since they turn into DP and experience points, I would encourage snacking.
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As we continued to press forward, we finally found Shindou, our main target for this time.
He is already clashing with the fenrir.
And both the fenrir and Shindou are being attacked by the berserkers, creating a grand melee.
The fenrir, without a care in the world, is ripping them apart and throwing them around.
On the other hand, Shindou seems to be on the defensive, as if he’s not ready to kill humans.
Hmm.
This is exactly what I aimed for.
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For now, as a countermeasure against Shindou, I changed the Automata’s hair color again.
I changed it back from blonde to black.
I hope this will unsettle Shindou a bit.
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“ใFirewallใ!”
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As I recolored the Automata’s hair and thought about moving on, a wall of flame protected Shindou.
The caster must be that woman called Ivy.
It seems that their strategy is for Ivy to hunt down the small fry and for Shindou to aim for the big game.
I think that’s a good judgment.
In that case, it might be better to crush this Ivy woman first.
Fortunately, she seems to be weakened for some reason, and I should have a good chance of winning if I throw all of my true equipment user zombie horde at her.
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However, the moment I tried to implement that strategy, the woman called Ivy stabbed Shindou.
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“…eh?”
“What?!”
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Both the person who stabbed and the person who was stabbed were surprised.
I was a little surprised too, but when I took a good look at Ivy, I quickly figured out the reason.
There was a thin thread wrapped around her body.
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“Yay! A new doll!”
“Guh…?!”
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Sure enough, the culprit who did this, the arachne, appeared with a large number of soldiers she was controlling with her ability.
I know what’s causing this and how it works.
It’s the exclusive effect of this girl’s true equipment, which I was able to appraise when I approached her earlier.
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๐ธ๐ธ๐ธ
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๐๐ซ๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ [๐๐๐ซ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐๐ญ๐ญ๐] ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ ๐๐๐๐
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๐๐๐๐๐๐ญ ๐๐๐ ๐ข๐ ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐๐ซ ร๐
๐๐ฑ๐๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ญ [๐๐ฉ๐ข๐๐๐ซ ๐๐ก๐ซ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐ญ ๐๐ก๐จ๐ฐ]
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๐ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฐ๐๐ซ ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ข๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ ๐๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ.
๐๐ญ ๐๐๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ง๐ฒ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ข๐ง๐๐ฅ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง๐๐ซ.
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๐ธ๐ธ๐ธ
ใ ค
๐๐ฉ๐ข๐๐๐ซ ๐๐ก๐ซ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐ญ ๐๐ก๐จ๐ฐ
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๐๐ก๐ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ ๐๐๐ง ๐๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ซ๐จ๐ฅ ๐๐ง๐ฒ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐ง๐ญ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐๐ ๐๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐๐๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ.
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๐ธ๐ธ๐ธ
๐นแดแดกแดสsแดoสษชแดs.แดแดแด โ ษชษดแด แดสษขแด ษชษด แด แดแดสสแดแดแดษชแดษด แดา แดสแดษดsสแดแดแดแด ษดแดแด แดสs แดกษชแดส “แด แดษชสส แดแดแด แดแดแดs” แดษดแด แดxแดสแดsiแด แด แดแดแดแดss แดแด แดแด แด แดษดแดแดแด แดสแดแดแดแดสs๐น
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In a way, this skill has a similar effect to my training.
Unlike training, it seems that it can’t control the mental aspect, but it has the advantage of being able to control without incapacitating the enemy.
Well, if the true equipment is pulled back or torn, the control will probably be broken, and in that sense, training might be superior.
However, it’s a powerful ability that can’t be simply called an inferior version.
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Now that the arachne has controlled a woman named Ivy, a more perfect hero encirclement than originally planned has been completed.
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A fake hero subjugation army that can’t be killed.
Two comrades who fell into the enemy’s hands being controlled.
A horde of true equipment user zombies who can’t be distinguished from other controlled individuals.
Former comrades mixed in amongst them.
And, an automata with my face.
There are so many enemies that Shindou can’t attack due to mental issues.
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On top of that, there are two monsters that are powerful enough to kill even the current Shindou.
With the current military force, it’s the best formation imaginable.
Shindou.
Die here.
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“Yay! Yay!”
“Nico! Stop playing and take this seriously!”
“That goes for you too, Shiro-san. Didn’t I tell you not to act on your own?”
“Huh?!”
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I inadvertently butted in on their casual conversation.
Honestly, their existence is what I’m most worried about.
Somehow, I have a strong premonition that they’re going to lose due to carelessness.
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“We’ll definitely finish the Hero here. Both of you, get psyched.”
“Okay!”
“Hmph! I know!”
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So, I made sure to warn them.
I’m anxious whether they really understand, but I have no choice but to swallow that anxiety.
It should be… okay, I think.
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And then, I pointed the Automata’s sword at Shindou and gave an order.
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“Go.”
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In accordance with that command, the zombie horde all pounced on Shindou at once.
At the same time, the fenrir and the arachne’s puppet creatures also charged.
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Now, the battle begins.
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