The Hero Procrastinated

"Maybe I misunderstood the beastman."

The lightsaber muttered as he looked at Cowley and the other prisoners.

It wasn't necessarily someone to listen to.

It was just the words that the lightsaber himself exclaimed in admiration.

However, the lightsaber was thrilled to see Cowley glaring at him with a grim expression.

Of course, it is said that his skills are not up to his level, but the man's will to risk his life and fight had enough power to awaken the old spirit of the lightsaber.

"Big. If you think so, I would appreciate it if you would take a good look at it."

Cowley, who grabbed the part of his arm that had completely disappeared and couldn't even recover, said that to the lightsaber.

Going berserk didn't completely blow away his reason his, and it was an opportunity he seized thanks to his heightened hearing his conveying the murmur of the lightsaber to Cowley.

"Great. I don't know what my hero thinks, but I'll try to be as considerate as possible for beastmen."

The lightsaber responded to Cowley's words.

There was no particular reason to do so, but he could go through that much trouble for the sake of the warrior who inspired him.

Furthermore, considering that Dalsignang was sent to persuade the prisoners, the calculation that the hero's reaction could not have been negative had been completed.

In fact, the lightsaber felt ashamed of his calculating appearance of his.

In a situation where even the wolf in front of his eyes his was risking his life his to protect his own people, he had no choice but to feel pitiful for himself arguing whether he was good or bad.

"Thank you. Inspiration."

Cowley said that sincerely and charged toward the lightsaber.

Both the lightsaber and Cowley knew that the attack would not reach the body of the lightsaber.

The lightsaber thought for a moment about saving Cowley, but quickly erased that thought.

Since he said he would carry his karma, it was right for Cowley to die on the spot.

Because of Cowley's death, the remaining prisoners will be able to shake off the mistakes of the demon king army to some extent.

Of course, the fact that the beasts joined the Demon King's army was not the opinion of Cowley alone, but the truth was not necessarily important for the original cause.

"Bye."

The lightsaber thrust his sword into Cowley's throat, putting a lot of power into his sword.

I didn't even think about the battle after that.

Because he thought that the lightsaber was doing his best to deal with him out of courtesy to the cowl that came crashing into him at the risk of his life.

The sword, imbued with the full power of a lightsaber without distributing physical strength, began to radiate powerful light as if tearing through the atmosphere.

In that intense light, Cowley's body melted like snow facing sunlight.

At the same time as the light faded, the cowl disappeared without a trace, and the werewolf warriors revealed their teeth and glared at the lightsaber.

It seems that the wolves' unique sense of fellowship was stimulated to avenge the lightsaber, even at the cost of their own lives.

No, fighting spirit began to dwell in the eyes of the Bears and Tigers as they watched the situation.

"Ha… Ha… It's not over yet. Those with resentment will attack."

The lightsaber shouted at the Beast Warriors who showed their fighting spirit.

His face his was full of fatigue, but he was still expressing that he could fight more.

"Stop. Are you going to let Cowley's death be in vain?"

When the beast warriors showed the mood to rush at the lightsaber, Dalshinyang eventually stepped out.

However, her words alone could not break the fighting spirit of the warriors.

The beast warriors continued to stare at the lightsaber, ignoring her words her, and Dalshinyang shouted at them again.

"Survival. Survival comes first. If the lightsaber falls into your hands, the rest of the prisoners will have to take responsibility."

Flinch.

At Dalsignyang's words, the beastmen's bodies began to hesitate.

Although their own lives were not a bit wasted, the lives of the remaining prisoners were by no means light.

Moreover, in the situation where the best of the beastmen escaped, there was no possibility that the remaining beastmen could survive at the hands of humans and heroes.

"Surrender. Not for you, but for the descendants of the clan."

At Dalsignian's words, the beastmen knelt on the floor at the same time as if they had promised.

It was the moment when Dalshinyang accepted the surrender of the beast tribe, as she had promised to the hero herself.

**

'It must have started.'

I slightly turned my head to the violent explosion that came from the rear of the line.

It seems that the battle started after the lightsaber faced the approaching enemy from behind.

As Dalshinyang said, it was impossible to confirm whether they were a group of beastmen, but in any case, as long as the lightsaber was moving, there would be no need to worry.

Rather, I left my teacher alone and looked at Lucille who remained in the camp with a curious expression.

I thought she would move right next to her master her, but for some reason she voluntarily stayed by my side her.

"Aren't you worried?"

"Who are you worried about? Master?"

To my question, Lucille answered with a puzzled expression.

Her unwavering faith her in her her master was evident in her eyes her.

I was strangely repulsed by the look on his face her, as if no one in the world could match his teacher his.

A strange desire to shatter and destroy the firm belief that was revealed in her eyes and raised her head.

But right now there was no time to care about Lucille.

After Balaam appeared, the war situation had completely changed.

The elves were helplessly being pushed back by Balaam's attack, and the same was true of the Dark Elves belonging to the Demon King's army.

It was as if a disaster had erupted, and Balaam was engulfing everything around him, devastating the battlefield.

Haha! Hero, where is the hero?"

I heard Balaam calling me, but I had no intention of moving yet.

The number of injured and dying elves was increasing, but it had nothing to do with me anyway.

I was waiting for a more dramatic moment to come, and Lucille's expression her as she looked at me was distorted.

In the end, it must have been difficult to see the elves dying, but I could see Isabella's spirit flying towards Balaam.

The flame bird, which burned everything around it, increased its momentum and flew towards Balaam.

'Are you moving now? Isabella.'

I raised the corners of my mouth as I watched the fire spirit fly toward Balaam.

It was actually because of Isabella that I was only watching Balaam go wild.

I had to think after the battle, and to do so, I needed to save the elves at the most dramatic moment.

The situation where the Queen of the Elves had not yet used all of her power in her.

There was bound to be a difference between helping her when she felt hopeless and helping her when she still thought she was fine.

"You're doing tricks!"

Balaam ignorantly grabbed the neck of the fire spirit flying toward him with his hand her.

The funny thing was that the spirit was actually flapping its wings in Balaam's hand like a chicken caught by its neck her.

"Huh! Stop interfering!"

Huge fireballs fell from the sky towards Balaam, but Balaam was deflecting Karen's magic with his arm her as if he were removing a nuisance fly.

Magic resistance to the point of fraud was Balaam's specialty his, and of course that meant that neither Karen nor Isabella could match Balaam.

Several arrows flew towards Balaam, and the spirits of the four elements tried to harass Balaam, but the young cow continued to fight as ignorant as it appeared.

Haha! Interesting, the human world!"

Balram was laughing like that as he slashed away the magic and spirits flying towards him with his muscular body.

"Let's try something, hero!"

Eventually, the Elf Queen, realizing that she couldn't deal with Balaam on her own, asked me for help.

In addition, Karen, who has been using magic since the beginning of the war, is exhausted.

"Huh… Haha… I, I can't do anything anymore… Ha ha."

Karen, who appeared rubbing her thighs, slumped over, and Isabella just looked at me with her impatient eyes.

Although her time was ripe, seeing Isabella's impatient look on her face made me want to annoy her even more.

"Is that a monster? What are you saying to me?"

"… You are a warrior."

Isabella said that to me biting her lip her, and I only shrugged her shoulders at her words her.

"Aren't you all-powerful as a hero?"

"In the first place, this operation was created by you… No, try something, please."

Isabella, who was arguing with her, realized that her actions were meaningless, and she hurriedly pleaded with me.

The moment I felt satisfied with her expression and was about to step forward.

"Haa!!"

Lightsaber's disciple, Lucille, who had been quiet until then, started running towards Balaam.

'Well, why is it making such a sudden acceleration again?'

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