Mesugaki Tank Enters The Academy-Chapter 636: Warrior (4)

The falling debris and soldiers created chaos in itself.

The formation made by the spearmen collapsed, and the knights' attention was diverted, shouting to maintain order, while those standing above were also reluctant to move, fearing that they too might be attacked.

In other words, this was our opportunity.

"Follow me, you losers."

I knocked the shield-bearer aside and grabbed the collar of the next soldier behind him.

Ignoring the confusion in his eyes, I threw him aside, and those who stood behind him crumbled one after another.

The power of the many comes from the formation and tactics.

In a fantasy world where a single person can handle thousands, the collapse of a formation is no different than losing the means to block a strong force.

"Hmm!"

Of course, the king knew this and had placed knights between us at intervals.

"Smelly♡"

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No matter how strong one is, once their attention is diverted, they can't avoid the swords that fly toward their neck at supersonic speeds.

And if those swords are even faster due to the blessings of the saint, the difficulty increases even more.

With Freya's sword, a knight's head flew into the air, and panic spread among the soldiers.

In the midst of it all, Arthur grabbed a soldier's spear and, infusing it with his magical energy, hurled it toward the railing.

The spear pierced through the stone wall, and soon exploded within the defense barrier, creating even more chaos.

"Everyone!"

Are they finally starting to respond?

At the shout from above, I raised my shield with a smirk.

The soldiers who had retreated melted into the floor and reformed around the knights.

Since they couldn't crush us with sheer numbers, they were now going to fight with a smaller elite force.

It wasn't a bad idea, but...

That muddy thing over there, doesn’t it look too ominous?

"O mighty Lord, shine the sun upon their shadows."

Faeby's divine magic sealed the movements of the unnatural life forces.

While purification could have been done, it would have been a waste of divine power, so she only did what was necessary and stepped back.

A rational decision. After all, there were others who could handle the rest of the enemy’s movements.

Freya’s sword. Arthur's blade. My blunt weapon. They flew toward different enemies as planned and shattered them.

"Lucy, look up."

At Joy’s words, I turned my head to see the broken railing being rebuilt, and the soldiers we thought were dead rising to their feet.

The same happened around us. The soldiers who had been gathered together were now scattered again, recovering their physical forms.

"Do you think you can win against enemies who don't die!?"

The king's voice was tinged with laughter. I could guess what he wanted to say.

Did you have fun while playing around with us? But what now? Everything you’ve done is pointless, isn’t it?

"Expected scenario."

And my answer would be: "Did you think we wouldn't expect this? Your brain must be a garden of flowers."

You took the power of Agra, didn’t you?

Of course, I expected you to drag it out.

The first time anyone handles Agra's power, they all end up like this.

When I first faced the power of Agra, it was tough.

Enemies that resurrected no matter how many times you killed them! Ignoring them would cause numbers to pile up, defeating them would be meaningless, it was so annoying!

Even the dungeon in the main game, which seemed to have balanced things out, was difficult enough, so what about modes that openly sought to abuse it? There was just no solution.

In the end, I chose the speedrun method, but that was something only someone like me could use.

Most others couldn’t take that approach.

Of course, there were other strategies too.

"Useless saint."

"The flame originates from the sun. Therefore, the flame will not harm them, as the sun will protect them."

I confirmed the blessing that increased resistance to heat and took a barrel from my inventory, tossing it upward.

At once, Freya sliced the barrel, and Arthur summoned wind to scatter the black liquid inside.

"Flame, arise."

As the black liquid spilled on the ground, Joy infused her magic and spoke.

The red gemstone, which had seemed to have exhausted its power, erupted into flames, adding fuel to the black liquid.

"Run! You losers!"

As the flames burst forth, we ran toward the stairs.

I could hear something burning behind us, followed by the sound of enemies approaching, but I ignored it.

They couldn't catch up with us. They would fall before they could.

"Brutal and efficient. Fine, I’ll change tactics."

The moment we stepped onto the round stairs, ghosts began to appear one by one around us.

They weren’t here to attack, but to embrace us and explode.

"Filthy insects. Time to work."

I drew in the divine power of the Lord. I had no intention of forming words. It was enough to hum with the power of purification.

"Ah~"

The voice that emerged from my throat resonated around.

It echoed once more through the fairies.

The sound spread far and wide, filling the space.

Those who ignored the end had no choice, but those who had reached the end would be sent back.

Their resentment would be absorbed by the warmth that would make them recognize the end.

As the summoned spirits that had rushed at us vanished one by one, my friends handled the attacks coming from the ramparts.

Slashing, neutralizing, blocking, devouring, and sending back, we forged a path.

"This is troublesome. We’ll change the method again."

The spirits that appeared intermittently vanished all at once, and a massive surge of magical energy emanated from the mages at the top of the ramparts.

Ah, now you’re trying to destroy the pillars themselves since normal methods won’t work?

Hahaha! Foolish piggy. How trite.

Explosions are certainly artistic, but only when they’re our explosions.

I have no intention of admiring yours.

Tossing aside my cloak, I leapt into the air and infused the power of embrace into my armor.

The greedy armor, drawing in everything, absorbed the power of embrace and used it to enhance itself.

"It’s a delayed explosion! Five seconds remaining!"

I know what a delayed explosion spell is. Since I remember the timing when the magic began, I can ignore the rest of what’s said.

As the magic circle glowed and flames condensed in the shape of a spear, the tip of the spear shining brightly...

Right now.

With a cheerful sound, the magic that had been fired at me bounced off into the air, exploding.

Using the recoil, I landed again on the stairs, grabbed the hero’s cloak, and stabbed the foolish prince’s side.

"Six seconds, huh? You were planning to kill me?"

"Y-You were!? Why!?"

"Why? Why!?!"

"AAH! AAAAAH!"

With five swift side stabs, I reached the top. The foolish piggy glared at us with annoyance.

"For a pigsty, it wasn’t bad♡ You worked hard~♡ Foolish piggy♡"

"It was dull."

"Foolish swordsman♡ What’s wrong with imposing human standards on a piggy?♡ You should praise him♡ He's a smart piggy♡"

"Still a piggy, though."

The foolish piggy seemed like he had something to say, but after hearing my conversation with Freya, he shivered and moved upward.

Even Mira could blush.

Chuckling, I stepped onto the upper floor, where many rooms awaited us.

Would we be asked to choose the right path?

If we follow the proper order, we’ll likely reach the boss room.

If it’s meant to exhaust us, it’s not a bad plan.

Normally, we’d have to go through trial and error while playing with the foolish piggy.

But not when facing me.

"Joy, do you sense anything behind the door?"

"No, not at all."

"Saint, anything?"

"I’m sorry. I can’t sense anything either."

"...Just asking, but Freya Kent. You?"

"Can I choose?"

"Of course not."

"Petty."

Leaving my confused friends behind, I examined the many doors.

An array of doors, without a single corner to check. Singing happily as I inspected, I stood in front of one.

Then, as I opened the door, yet again countless doors greeted us. The soldiers we had seen below were with them.

"We’re running. Follow me."

The foolish piggy probably hoped we’d struggle against the immortal soldiers while trying to find the right answer, but that won’t happen.

There’s no reason to think about it.

The place I chose is undoubtedly the right one, so why waste time thinking?

As we exited the room, the number of soldiers behind us grew.

The number of perverts chasing us continued to increase.

But the obsessive stalkers would never touch us.

We never stopped.

After running for quite a while, we reached a massive door, and the soldiers following us melted and disappeared.

"Don’t think about resting. Who knows what filthy things the piggy has done in his pen."

"I wasn’t planning to rest anyway."

"This is easy."

"Heh heh. It’s paying off, training. Young lady."

"Ugh... Ah... Yes! Faeby!"

As I watched my spirited friends, I laughed and opened the door. Mira, sitting on the throne, stared at me with her chin resting.

"What trickery have you pulled?"

"Huh?♡ What did you say, piggy?♡ I don’t understand pig language♡"

"What trickery did you use to surpass astronomical odds!?"

Heh. Heh. So, that’s what made you angry?

"Curious?♡"

"The Lord intervened, right? He couldn't bear the Apostle's predicament and gave you the answer. You broke the balance!"

"Puhahaha♡ Do you think the foolish Lord is really foolish?♡ What can a miserable, bent-over, worthless Lord do?♡"

"Stop talking nonsense! Didn't you break the rules?!"

"Your struggles are pitiful♡ You want to believe that, right?♡"

"You!!"

"Beg~♡ Please say you did something bad~♡ You’re a pathetic fool too scared to lose to a girl, so you’re nitpicking~♡"

As I raised my shield with a sneer, the foolish piggy bit his lip and stood up from the throne.

"Did you feel like kneeling and begging?♡"

"I’ll make you kneel and listen to me."

"Hehe~♡ That’s your preference?♡"