Various groans and grudges leaked from the soldiers who lay on the floor in a disorderly manner.
âAAHH, aaAHH, itâs the ăDemon Fireă.â
âUHhhh, my feet, my feet areâŚâ
âUh, uuuaaAAHHHâ
In the middle of such commotion, Walm couldnât hide his surprise. After all, in a short amount of time, Makoto, the browns girl unfolded an ice wall, Johanna, the female knight protected a healing magician who squeezed her body in fear, and, albeit incomplete, Yuuto, the black-haired boy unleashed a ăHoly Slashă to minimize the damage of ăDemon Fireă.
There were fewer deaths than Walm expected. Most people were only got burns injuries.
âWhy you canât just die quietlyâ
While glaring at Walm, the female knight Johanna tried to stand up.
ăHoly Slashă and ăDemon Fireă collided and broke in the direction where not many people were present. Yuuto was breathing roughly while spitting blood. Makoto had a lump of ice stuck in her abdomen and was breathing faintly.
âAya, ne, Ma, koto.â
A boy in his late teens breathlessly called his companionâs name. Ayane, was on the ground and didnât move at all.
âThrow away your weapons. Iâll give you an easy death.â
âDonât, joke with MEee!!â
âIâm notâ
Hearing the expected answer, Walm slashed his longsword from the top. Although he was out of mana, his wounds had healed and his physical strength had returned to some extent. The female knight, on the other hand, had lost her magical barrier due to ăDemon Fireă in addition to the exhaustion of the previous battle, and had been injured by the fire and debris from the explosion.
The blow was caught by the flat of the sword, but the female knight couldnât stop the momentum that came from the shoulder. The posture that would have been able to endure such an attack normally, was greatly collapsed.
The knight fell behind.
The attack targeting the neck was a feint, and Walm changed his sword direction to slash the feet.
Feeling the tearing meat, the knight responded by hitting her longsword horizontally and pulling her body back.
âGuu, uuuuhhh!!â
The female knight lost to the sword pressure and was floating back. Walm prioritized speed and pushed the longsword with one hand as it was to the left shoulder. His swordâs tip entered through the seam of the armor.
Walm intended to hollow out the entire left shoulder, but was only able to inflict a deep wound because of the toughness of the armor.
âUhhh, uh, Aaaaâ
The female knight tried to make a distance, but Walm launched another attack. She couldnât handle Walmâs sword pressure with one hand. A large scar was carved on her cheek, and in the middle of the battle between swords, her abdomen was kicked through her armor, forcing her to exhale the oxygen.
The female knight rolled on the ground. Once again Walm kicked the female knight who was about to get up, stepped on her back with his knees, and pushed it back to the ground.
âBas, tard!â
âGoodbyeâ
Walm tried to decapitate her, but turned around to the footsteps approaching from behind.
âNewcomerâ
Instantly crossed the sword. The armor of a large man was soaked in fresh blood that it was hard to tell whether it was someoneâs else blood or his own blood.
âOne after another, what a bunch of annoying knights!!â
âCommander, Granâ
The armor had the same design as the female knightâs, but the coat of arms of the Order of Reharzen was engraved big on the armor. Walm could tell by the response of crossing the sword. That the man had a first-class sword pressure and speed, and was definitely the Commander of the Order of Reharzen, Gran.
This is badâŚ
âJohanna, take them and run away!! Weâll surrender this place.â
Walm was prepared himself, but then he smiled. The enemy was in a predicament, bad enough to leak the battle situation in front of the enemy.
While crossing the sword, Walm caught the female knight in his sight. She was holding up the nearby Yuuto and Makoto. Sure, she had tremendous strength, but her movement was sluggish.
âYou think Iâll let you!!?â
Walm tried to jump out, but the route to Johanna was blocked, and on the contrary, the blade grazed his neck. The Knight Commander wasnât an easy enemy that he could deal with one hand.
âHow Persistent!â
The swords rubbed with each other and the metal made a high-pitched sound. The bodies collided with each other, and Walm and the Knight Commander became close to each other.
Walm slid the blade and aimed at the finger, but it was caught by the brim of the sword. The swordâs technique of the Knight Commander was higher than Walm.
Brand new wounds increasing on the completely recovered body, still, unlike before, time was on Walmâs side.
âAttack!! The enemy is only a small force now. Donât give time to recover!!â
Outside the treatment center, a voice that seemed to be a Highserk soldierâs voice echoed.
âItâs our defeat. Next, I will drop your head.â
âWhat a loser. The losing dog, can only bark and hang his tail.â
Gran turned around from Walm as if the previous confrontations were a lie.
âOi, is that okay? You seem to have forgotten 'someoneâ.â
Walm moved a girl called Ayane who was lying on the ground with his feet. Changed her position from prone to supine, the girl making a painful voice.
âPlease Waaait! Johanna-saan, Ayane, Ayane is, still thereeeEEEeeee!!âŚâ
Despite being seriously injured, Yuuto on the female knightâs back rampaged like a fish on land. He expected a delay or a reversal, but Johanna forced him to shut up.
âHahaha, really? Hitting a human who is vomiting blood? But, well, too bad, it seems you all have been abandoned.â
In addition to Walm, the injured and Ayane were left behind.
Walm gazed at Ayane who had fallen under his eyes. Her chest was moving, she was still breathing.
Soon after, soldiers with familiar equipment flooded the treatment area. They carefully pointed their spear at Walm, who was dressed as a Ferrius soldier, but they didnât step further.
âWait!! Iâm from Liguriaâs battalion, Duweiâs squad, my name is Walm. I robbed the Ferrius soldierâs equipment to disturb the enemy. I donât tell you to drop the spear until the suspicion clears, but I donât want to be killed by my allies.â
Walm was prepared to be dismissed as a bad soldier and an idiot at the time, but the soldiers looked at each other and called out to the outside of the treatment area.
âPlatoon Commander!! ăDemon Fireă user, Walm is alive!!â
In a hurry, a Platoon Commander who was far higher in rank than Walm came.
He nodded and lowered his menâs spears that were pointing at Walm.
âHis Excellency Gerard has said, âFighting alone capturing the layer, the work of the ăFire of Hell Gateă manipulator, will be rewarded.â. For my Platoon to meet you first, is such an honor.â
The Platoon Commander smiled and reached out to Walm.
âThank youâ
âThe 6th layer has fallen and the enemies have been struck with a pincer attack. The situation is still unpredictable, but if it keeps going on like this, thereâs no doubt that itâll be our win. You can relax, itâs our turn to work.â
âOh, thatâs good⌠and Iâve got some prisoner of wars, but this one here is a precious healing magician, moreover sheâs one of the famous âThree Heroesâ.â
The Platoon Commander, who sensed Walmâs intention, had a big smile on his face. The Highserk army loved securing human resources. There was no doubt that someone who could heal even site defects, would be abused as labor.
âWell, His Excellency Gerard will be really happy to hear this!! Yaquiâs squad remains here to guard Walm and the prisoners. The rest will go with me to eliminate the rebellious soldier in the layer. Donât miss any soldiers!!â
The Platoon Commander left the treatment center, leaving Walm and one squad.
The thread of tension came off, and Walm sat down.
âAre you okay, do you need water?â
One of the soldiers presented a water bottle to Walm.
Opened the cap and poured water into the mouth. Feeling the water flowing in his stomach, Walm breathed out.
âDo you smoke?â
The soldier then took out a cigarette from his pocket.
âYeah, I want to smokeâ
Walm received a cigarette and held it in his mouth, but his mana was exhausted and no fire broke out from his hand even if he wanted to.
âI wanted to see the famous ăDemon Fireă, but please bear with my fire.â
The man then shed mana and embodied the fire.
âThanks. Iâll show you as much as I can when my mana returns.â
Smoke flowed out of the lit cigarette. Smoke slowly filled the lungs. When the purple smoke was exhaled, it diffused into the void.
The feeling of fatigue rushed in at once, and Walmâs consciousness disappeared without warning