Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de

Architecture with an atmosphere so disastrous that it can be seen from a distance.

Perhaps that is the Imperial Castle, and the light of the Magic Gun emitted from the bow of the ship looms.

The white light, which spread all over the giant castle, broke the earth in the aftermath and swallowed the Demon King's Castle without taking its aim off while extinguishing everything in its orbit.

Cheers were raised from all over the ship in a way that was unexpected, and it was also delivered to the Lotus Mita on the bridge through a voice tube, but Lotus Miya, who had narrowed her eyes and watched the fate of the blow released, sounded the sound of tongue smashing by herself in such a light that if she had seen it properly, she could burn the retina of her eyes.

"Was it taken care of after all"

Even though it wasn't so loud, that word of Lianya reached the ears of everyone who was clearly on the spot when they did it with ominous sounds in the bridge boiling back to cheer.

Though I don't think that's supposed to happen, if everyone turns their gaze to the point where they unleashed the magic cannon, someone leaks a gasping voice with a shadow that's creeping into the light just dazzling.

Though he thought it would be a lie, the crew mounted it with a curl to one of the vocal tubes, screaming to squeeze it around its tube hanging where cheers could be heard.

"Demon King's Castle, alive!

In an instant the cheer stops.

If you look at the consequences of this blow of magic cannon from the windows and the doors that continue to the outside with incredible sight of everyone, the earth around you was determined and burnt down, but the figure of the castle at its center was there no different than it was before the magic cannon was released.

"Lying...... right?

"Such an idiot..."

If it had just been prevented, the field of power that was protecting the demonic realm would have made it possible.

This time, however, it is not the output of only one ship, but the shelling after combining the two accompanying ships and exciting the three magic furnaces in parallel, the power of which is not comparable to that of the earlier ones.

Even with all that power, the fact that he was unable to pierce the power to protect the Demon King's Castle had had little impact on the Expeditionary Army.

"I don't have time to be in love. It is within the Master's expectations that a single shot will be prevented. Slow down and extend the time to the Demon King's Castle dock. In the meantime, do the restoration!

With the crew groaning overnight with those words, Frau was immediately working to rebuild the magic cannon within his own realm of consciousness by summoning the magical powers he could have.

The number of firings originally envisaged has already been exhausted, and the system of the Magic Gun has been destroyed to such an extent that it is unlikely in the end that the next shot can be fired.

After that, it just collapses, and Frau is forced to connect it and try to make further shooting possible by building it even newer, but the original system is too huge, and the damage to the hull itself, which supports it, is very deep.

"I don't have time to spin the repair squad. Apply alchemy to repair the hull."

Alchemy is the ability to derive results as long as there is a magic power to exercise the material and the surgical formula.

The metals that are building the hull were not shedding, and although they are still taking damage that is likely to break, they still existed there.

By practicing alchemy remotely, Flau attempts to repair the material that is about to break and build a hull that can withstand shelling.

But that was too enormous a number of things that had to be processed to do while reconstructing the system of magic cannons.

"Frau!? Are you okay?!?

Frau, who was processing the vast amount of information flowing into his consciousness at the best possible speed, noticed Scion glancing at his face.

Push the handkerchief that Theon took out of his nostalgia onto Frau's face, which he spares no effort to continue processing even while he replies.

Flau doesn't really need a sight for his current work, but he gently wiped the underside of his nose as he was slightly disturbed by his pressed handkerchief blocking his sight.

Then when he sees the handkerchief off his face, Frau learns what Scion does.

The white handkerchief, which Sion grips with his worried face, was stained with red blood for a significant portion of the fabric.

Perhaps that's his nosebleed. Flau wipes the area now that Zion wiped with a handkerchief with the back of his hand, and he couldn't wipe it off there. Blood creeps up snugly.

"I just broke a blood vessel at the end. It's no big deal."

I didn't notice any bleeding, so it's not like I have pain or anything.

Flau just keeps on processing as he wipes the apron dress with his back of his hand with more mess and under his nose, thinking that he would have stained it with blood.

Just because the ability to control a surgical technique that is more terrible than I have ever used has burdened all over my body, and the weakest part has broken down first, doesn't mean that Frau's own abilities have caused some problems.

I was Flau, who was on the verge of returning to work just hoping there was no obstacle to continue, but I shook my body in awe when I noticed Lianya's gaze staring at me.

"Ma, are you still okay? Not enough to annoy the master's hand..."

"Don't worry, come here. I'll give you an order if you have to."

It is the word of Lianya, who does not make her say yes or no, but Frau was lost, albeit during the moment.

Flau, a fairy named Silky, is not really a very important element when it comes to physical flesh.

As long as the spiritual part was safe, it was possible to revive, even if the flesh was damaged irreparably to say the extreme.

But Lianya is a human being.

Flau also knows that it is quite out of standard, but even if you add it and think about it, Lianya is still a human being.

If irreparable damage is inflicted on the flesh, no matter how much Lianya dies.

And the work that Frau is doing is mainly putting a tremendous strain on parts of humans, such as the brain and the heart, where a little damage can be fatal.

"Master, I need you to let Frau handle this a little more."

"You want an order, don't you?

Only one blood vessel in the brain has been torn, and humans take irreparable damage.

Flau would be fine. It's also fatal for Lianya.

It seems Lotus Yan's skill that he can recover if he doesn't even die, but even if a delicate organ like his brain was damaged, that was something that Flau couldn't tell if he could undo properly.

There's no way he's going to try it, but Frau gets cautious about sharing some of the processing he's doing with Lianya.

But if he continued to refuse to give it to me as it was, there was no mistake that Lianya would have forced it on Frau, taking the form of an order.

"I get it. Give some to the master. But Master, as soon as you think you can't do it at all, give it back to Flau. I want you to promise me that."

"Okay. Leave it to me."

After answering briefly and watching Lianya snort, Frau controls some of the information he was trying to flow only into himself to Lianya.

Of course, it wasn't Frau's intention to give the whole part immediately.

Information about each of the tasks carried out by Frau.

The burden associated with that processing is such that a common sorcerer can be instantly insane, rather than obsolete.

Because it is Frau who fully understands it, he intended to be cautious and overly cautious about what Lianya would bear.

"It's still snuggly. Trust us for a little bit."

"Hey, Master!? You can't do that!

Knowing or not such Frau's mood, Lotus Ya immediately senses that Frau has begun to pour information into himself, forcefully taking control over some of the surgical formulas from Frau.

It was Frau who shouted out loud unexpectedly in that amount, but he could no longer continue the earlier words from there, taking away those controls and plain Lianya's face and his own body, which had become considerably easier just for what had been taken.

"Are you all right, Master?

"There's no problem. There's still room."

What Lianya took from Flau was control of the technique regarding the reconstruction of the demon cannon.

Nature and Flau are better off if they are solely responsible for controlling the surgical formula for hull repair, and their working speed is increased due to a significant reduction in the burden.

"Are you sure you're okay, Master? I'll leave it to you..."

"If you blow your nose, take turns."

Flau decides that he seems really okay with Lianya, who joked and said that.

The amount of information that the art of maintaining a collapsing demon cannon and rebuilding it to allow for more shooting is not the ratio of what Frau had initially wondered whether to give to Lianya.

Even a brilliant magician was destroyed in the brain, burdened with imminent death, and the look on Lotus Yashi's face could still be seen as something he could afford.

"Anyway, you just have to fix what looks like it's broken and rebuild it sturdy, right?

"It's a bit forceful, but it's more or less like that"

"Basically, this is just because I wish the shells could withstand the power of the shelling they shoot out. It's not that hard."

It's easy to say, but Frau thinks about how many technicians of various races twisted their heads to make it possible while repairing the hull.

If the technologist involved in it hears a word of Lotus Ya, that could be the only thing that could go wrong with his head, but there is no mistake in Lotus Ya's words of what is abusive.

"I want you to be gentle. It's the same thing if the base that supports the shell blows up, even if the shell can't stand it."

Flau immediately begins to immerse himself in his work, thinking that the magic cannon seemed fine, leaving it to Lianya.

Even if Lianya's repairs are successful, if the hull that actually supports it is not repaired properly in time, the hull could collapse with a recoil that fired a demon cannon.

"Is there an interception from Demon King's Castle?

"So far, Demon King Castle has remained silent!

Now that the attention on board was geared towards repairing the demon cannon, it should have been a great time to intercept from the enemy.

However, none of the reports coming up from watchtowers or anything like that indicate that the Devil's Castle side moved to intercept.

"I took some damage on the first blow, should I see it?

Though the castle itself is safe, Frau thinks it would be impossible to say that it is or is not if it was not damaged at all.

Although we have managed to prevent the castle from being destroyed by shelling by the power to protect the castle, damage may have been done to other facilities, for example, for fighting and interception in the castle.

It is good for the Expeditionary Army not to be intercepted in any case.

In addition, the evil dragons who had been chasing < Okuwa > had mostly crashed in the aftermath of the first shelling, and were able to deal adequately with the anti-aircraft interception of the battleship with regard to some of the remaining ones.

"One more shot in time is the limit. If we can't penetrate it, we'll have to distance ourselves once."

Another shell from close range.

If you can't dawn on it, you'll be stuck in a power field that protects the Castle of the Demon King, and you'll have to change course and distance yourself from the Castle of the Demon King to avoid it.

Maybe that's just a few hours of L.A., but it's still Flau who wants to make up his mind in the next blow, beyond knowing what consequences that L.A. will have later.

"Virtual shell reconstruction technique and repair of magic influx mechanism. We're almost done fixing the parallel excitation ceremony for the three magic furnaces."

"Master... Sometimes Frau wonders if it's okay to keep the Master in a person's classification..."

Even though we are doing everything we can, even with Flau's processing speed, the repair of the hull by alchemy has not yet been completed.

Even so, Flau looked at Lotus Ya, who reported that he had completed roughly repairs on the Magic Cannon, with an unbelievable look somewhere between him, as though he were his Lord.