The northern flank was engaged in a melee battle with the eucharists. They were not weakened against these monsters, as they had been by essence during the Demon King’s invasion. That was a part of why they seemed to be holding their own. The northern flank was made up of the combined forces, incorporating the Alionese army led by Baron Pollary. Many of his men were veterans of the intense battle at the White Citadel of Protection. As Baron Pollary cut down a eucharist from the back of his horse, a knight formed up by his side in support.
“Baron! Fall back a little, please!”
The Baron skewered an eucharist’s face with his spear.
“They aren’t all that much on their own…but there’s no end to the blasted waves of them!”
The enemy pushed onward toward them, never ceasing their advance. Their army’s formation had started to crumble, and eucharists were closing in on the gaps in their defenses. Those gaps were slowly being pushed open, and eucharists and soldiers alike jostled with each other in combat.
Skewered by the baron’s spear, the eucharist’s white blood splattered to the earth. It fizzled and bubbled as it faded away, as if it were evaporating. Baron Pollary spun his spear around his head.
“Baron, that mid-sized eucharist is—”
He changed direction and skewered another nearby eucharist.
“Those are the tough ones! Then there’s—”
Baron Pollary ground his teeth.
“…Gah!” He looked up at the eucharist that was approaching—a giant.
“Magical attack units, crossbows…get ready to face that thing! Form a ring to protect our ranged units!”
“Baron! There!” A knight was pointing in her direction. “Isn’t that—L-Lady Ayaka!”
Sogou Ayaka closed in on the front lines, riding her silver steed. First, she raced toward the soldiers that were struggling in their fight against the mid-sized eucharists.
“Lady Ayaka! You must be careful against those! They use different weapon types, and some can be much stronger than the rest!”
“Thank you for letting me know, Pollary-san!” Ayaka shouted her thanks as she passed him by.
She tossed her spear up for a moment to change her grip, catching it again on the overhand…
Whoosh!
She hurled it full force ahead of her. The spear roared through the air toward the mid-sized eucharist, who struck it down with a battle axe. But the attack had been meant to stop the monster from attacking the soldiers around it…
Above Ayaka’s head, the silver sphere of her “Silver World” appeared. The sphere swelled, growing and growing in size until it burst open. Ayaka created floating weapons around her as the creatures of her unique skill—her silver knights—began falling from the sky.
Sogou Ayaka rode out ahead of them all, floating weapons around her and 200 silver knights following her charge, swords in their hands. The mid-sized eucharist switched its focus to Ayaka, knocking Alionese troops away as it charged at her, arms out and ready to fight.
Ayaka didn’t slow down for a second as she gripped a silver unique skill sword in her hand. The other eucharists pushed their way through her allies to close in on her, but Ayaka didn’t let them get anywhere near. Normal eucharists were no obstacle to her.
Her steed’s hooves pounded the earth, sending clods of hard dirt flying up behind her. Her allies noticed her approach and opened a path. The eucharists within range of her flying weapons fled at their approach.
She slowly drew breath—I’m within range now.
She pointed the tip of her sword at the mid-sized eucharist. The flying weapons about her launched furiously forward. The eucharist tried desperately to swat them away. There was strength in her numbers though, a violent majority vote. The mid-sized eucharist was torn asunder.
Then Ayaka sent her flying weapons out to all the other eucharists within range.
The silver knights arrived just a little later than she had. They prioritized supporting her allies, cutting down attacking eucharists one by one.
“Next.”
Ayaka fixed eyes on her new target—the giant. It was close now, and allied soldiers were starting to retreat from its advance.
It looks 30 meters tall, or close to it. But that won’t be a problem.
She set her silver steed galloping toward it, the opposite direction to her allies’ slow retreat. The lone hero was resolute and unflinching as she rode at the giant eucharist. Voices called out to her, cheering her on.
“Lady Ayaka! Lady Ayaka has come!”
“Hero!”
“Don’t let these smaller ones get in her way!”
“All right! We’re going in too!”
I’ll protect them. I’ll protect all of them.
Thud!
As Ayaka’s silver steed kicked hard off the ground with its hind legs, the sound had power to it. She leaped into the air, heading straight for the giant eucharist. The giant swung a great flail at her, trying to strike her down as she approached.
Whoosh!
Ayaka’s sword grew massive in her hands and she swung sideways at the eucharist—flail and all—slicing it in two. She kicked off against the body of her mount and soared into the air. From there, she sliced down upon the eucharist’s head in a flash, like she was chopping a log of firewood in two. As she pulled her sword back, wings appeared in the giant’s eyes and its body peeled in two halves, its bisected head hanging below its waist. The vertical slash had gone all the way through, and with a great crash, the four parts of the eucharist crumpled to the ground.
Thuddd!
Smoke rising from its body, the creature began to break apart. A few seconds passed, and then Ayaka heard the roar of cheers from behind her.
“I knew you could do it, Lady Ayaka!”
“Of course! She can even take on humanoid types without breaking a sweat!”
“We can do this… With her on our side, we can win! No matter what comes our way!”
“And she’s super cute!”