Chapter 308 – Come to the Land of Sex (4)
“From what I can see, they really fucking lost.”
I felt victory as I watched the Baron’s soldiers being swept away by the mana bombardment of the Neo Armstrong General Cyclone Cannon.
“It’s over.”
“…Yes. I was hit by artillery fire.”
Most of the soldiers fell to the ground, and some were unable to stand up, vomiting blood.
Although what was emitted by the bombardment was a pure mass of man itself, its power would have been denser and more sticky than being swept away by a decent flood.
Shoot ㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡ!!
If the mana bombardment had pushed out the surrounding oxygen and hit the surroundings, they wouldn’t have been able to breathe properly.
‘Even if I saw it like this, I shot it with a reasonable amount of force.’
It’s not that it doesn’t kill at all, but the mana bombardment was fired in a direction that was close to ‘non-lethal’.
Think about it.
What if the mana bombardment wasn’t mana like a water sprinkler, but explosion magic?
It looks like shit, but it’s the beginning of the era of artillery.
I was able to slaughter all 2,000 soldiers with my incredible killing power, but I ended up just neutralizing the soldiers.
“You should never think of pointing a sword at Fermaten again.”
When it comes again, instead of bombarding with mana, we plan to use that mana to unleash a large-scale explosion spell.
Since soldiers were forcibly drafted according to the baron’s orders, in medieval aristocratic society, when a lord gave an order, they were forced to follow it.
Since it is an order, forgiveness is possible once.
However, if the Baron goes crazy and tries to start another war, I would say that it would be complacent to think that he would be bombarded with sticky, slushy mana.
“If you attack the Fermaten, they will think their lives are a waste and run away.”
“What will you do if you don’t run away and come back as a soldier?”
“Then what… If they come back as soldiers under the Baron again, then I will kill them all.”
If you give the territory residents a chance and they still do the same thing, I don’t have the intention or the ability to provide relief.
Of course, it will also prevent them from crossing Fermaten again.
“Ah. Evelyn. What happened to the Baron?”
[They did not go to the front line, but watched from a distance, and when they saw all the soldiers collapsed due to the artillery fire, they prepared to retreat.]
“That’s right. As expected, he’s an incompetent guy. And those guys don’t necessarily know their subject and go on a rampage.”
I lightly tapped my hand toward the crystal ball.
“Tell them to take care of it and come back.”
[I understand.]
Beep.
After contact through the crystal ball was lost.
“…Whoa.”
I could barely calm my pounding heart.
“It’s a shame that I won… Huh.”
“You were confident you would win, right?”
Celica also seemed to relax and put down an ordinary wine glass in front of me.
“Congratulations on your victory. I’ll give you a drink.”
“Ah.”
Normally, I would drink Manamilk myself, but on days like today, there are times when I want to get drunk on alcohol.
“Cerica.”
“Yes, Count.”
“…After seeing the fucking gun, they won’t think of anything else, right?”
“Hmm… “
What I’m worried about is not that the Baron’s defeated soldiers are not afraid of the Permaton, nor that the Baron survives and attacks the Permaton again.
“What would you think if you saw a gun cannon outside the Fermaten? What would happen if you put something explosive, not mana, inside it and blow it away with a simple explosion?”
The modern cheat I committed was overused, and it was met with a backlash.
“…The curse of knowledge is scary.”
“Strategically, it would be more efficient to use one wizard well than to create something and mobilize it on a large scale.”
Celica poured her wine into my wine glass and then filled her own.
“Don’t worry. The Count’s deception tactics…Operation ‘Sex Mud’ will successfully deceive the enemy.”
“If that’s the case, I’m glad.”
A cannon came out from the castle wall and fired a large-scale bombardment at the enemy?
“Yes. That should be it.”
It is by no means a cheat using modern knowledge.
The war strategy newly designed by Fermaten is not the secret strategy of the Battle of Suryeong.
“You should think of it as a vicious act committed by the foul-mouthed Count Rouge Permaton.”
Modern medicine cheat?
Even without a wizard, if you make a cannon and fire it, you can produce that much firepower?
Hee hee, I’m cumming.
“I wish I could only think about shit.”
* * *
“Fuck, you fucking bastards!!”
Baron Extra could not hide his distress.
“What kind of disgrace is this to these dirty, petty, petty and filthy perverts!!”
The knights simply bowed their heads at the baron’s shout.
“That Rouge Permaton, you were fooled by that pervert! 2,000 soldiers and knights had their faces sprayed with cum!!”
“Well, it’s not cum, it’s a type of water splash that uses water attribute mana… “
“Go say that to Sir Burkake! He was hit in the face with the white and sticky liquid that the enemy sprayed, and it even got into his mouth, and he is still retching and spitting it out!!”
The remaining knights shuddered with pale faces.
“Damn it…! What is the condition of the soldiers?!”
“Some people drowned, others got caught in the water and suffered fractures. Above all…”
“What!”
“He said he didn’t want to fight because it was so bad, his morale was completely low…”
Bang!
“Damn, that’s enough! Get out!!”
Baron Extra bit the knights.
“Ahh!!”
I couldn’t bear the shame and anger.
“Luge Permaten! That son of a bitch, spray cum on my face!!”
No matter how much I thought about it, that was the only thing I could think of.
Something that appears to have been prepared in advance protrudes from the quickly built castle wall, and something gushes out from there, incapacitating the soldiers.
“Ugh!! You damn bastard!!”
It might seem like it would lead to some kind of great military development, but no matter how much I think about it, all I can think of is the head of a prick that towered over the Baron.
Some dicks even lowered their stiffly erect heads at the end, so how could it not be a dick?
“Damn it…! That sex-crazy guy…! How can the kingdom leave Rouge Permaten alone! A guy who does as he pleases like that!!”
“Excuse me, Baron.”
A knight entered the baron’s barracks.
“I have something to report to you urgently. This is a letter from Permaten.”
“What? A letter?! Bring it…”
The moment the Baron saw the knight, he pulled out the sword lying next to him.
“You bastard-“
“Still, the Baron has a sense.”
Suddenly!
“Kaaaaa!!”
Red blood drips on the floor.
The Baron’s hand that had been holding the sword fell to the floor with his wrist intact, and the Baron sat down.
“W-what?! Baron?!”
“No one outside knew. Right, sir?”
“You call me Sir.”
A ‘woman’s’ voice flows from a person wearing the armor of a baronial knight.
“You, you…!”
“The Count asked me to come and have some fun, but I guess I won’t have any fun.”
Cheolkeong.
The knight who cut off the baron’s wrist took off his helmet.
“A man who is not worth fucking should die.”
“Rae, Lambert-“
Suddenly!
The sword of Lambert, the knight, decapitated the Baron.
“That’s it. Territory war is over.”
Lambert turned his head back and licked his lips at the knights who were starting to tremble in fear.
“The rest… Ugh…”
“Aaaaah!!”
“Lord Hania. I’m going to have some fun and report to the Count.”
Lambert skillfully dealt with the young knights who were angry at the murdered lord, and the woman, Lord Hania, looked at the baron’s body with her eyes and lifted the baron’s hair.
Sigh!
She soon tore the tent of the barracks with her sword and escaped.
“Uh, huh?!”
The moment they saw the knight coming out of the barracks holding the baron’s head, the soldiers had a hunch.
“No way, it’s Permaton… !”
“Ah, this is Jurdias.”
She took out a crystal ball.
“I assassinated Baron Extra…No, I killed him.”
[Good job. Jurdias. I’ll give you a reward when I come back.]
“…I am always grateful for your words.”
In response to the reward promised by the count, he quenched his appetite and fled, running among the exhausted soldiers.
“I, the Baron, are dead!”
“What should I do…!”
“What should I do?! If the Baron dies… It’s over.”
The soldiers just bowed their heads.
After.
“Kwaaaaah!! Shit, I hate it!!”
A terrible sound rang out from the barracks, but no one dared come close.
* * *
“It’s not a bad idea to form an assassination team. As expected, Tactical Lambert.”
“…You’re probably the only one who actively uses something like that.”
At a small banquet to celebrate victory, a woman in a red dress – Countess Zenith – spoke to me.
“Mother. Is there a problem?”
“At one point they said it was a plague and they hated it, but they actually used it against their enemies.”
“It’s annoying for me, but I can use it as much as I want if it’s effective for others.”
Lambert is gay.
And I told him, ‘You can eat as much as you want.’
He was so motivated that he became my faithful confidant.
That is Tactical Lambert.
“I eat the women, and Lambert takes care of the men. Isn’t this a clear dichotomy?”
“If you’re a woman, are you sure you eat it?”
“I either eat it or use it.”
To me, a woman holding a knife is either an object of sex or an object not worth having sex with.
“I just want to conquer the Infinite Labyrinth without being disturbed by others. After a long time, I made it to the end.”
“…That’s right.”
Currently, infinite labyrinth.
“As a result of the team’s hard work scraping to the bottom, they were able to successfully reach the 50th floor.”
“Yes. Even without the knights, to be exact…Yes that…”
“Luna Hall Knights.”
The only reason the name feels like a shortened version of Luge’s Onahole is because there is a lustful devil dwelling in its head.
“…Yeah. It’s a good thing they don’t call it the fucking knights. Anyway, I made it possible to reach the 50th floor even without the Luna Hall knights.”
The ‘automatic hunting phone call’ was successfully made up to the previously open 50th floor.
“…Do you really have to go?”
“Yes. Before we cause more trouble in other territories.”
Infinite labyrinth.
“Open the door on the 50th floor and attack even lower.”
We will conquer up to the 100th floor.
“A weapon dedicated to conquering the labyrinth, more powerful than Tactical Lambert…”
I reached for my armor that was placed in the middle of the banquet hall.
“I will deploy the tactical Luge Permaton.”
