Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Even as unexpected events unfolded, the repression of the town continued steadily. The site that was showing confusion gradually regained calm.

However, it did not seem that the Allied forces - especially the Borealis soldiers - were able to counter the mechanized monsters by restoring calm. Simply restoring calm does not change the fact that they were disadvantaged because of their lack of attack.... It appears that the majority of the troops were half-destructed.

Incidentally, what was going on at the scene--

Dgoaaaaaaaahhhh!!

Doshhhh!!

"Yikes!... damn it! How can we attack him...."

Zuuuuuuuuuuuu!!

Dogasha!!

"Haha!... come on, I can't feel it."

Shh, shh!

"Heavy! Shit! You're trampling people like shit or something!

I have an atmosphere that should also be called mannerism.... Everyone seems to have kept the front while recruiting frustration on a battlefield that hasn't progressed in a while.

That's why the front was stuck. If you think calmly, you know how wasteful they are. From the fact that Mid Eden's troops were guiding monsters with light and sound almost without fighting, it is clear that the soldiers are wasting their time.... It might be helpless to say to the soldiers who had lost sight of their surroundings while rushing to recapture the capital.

As a result, the number of soldiers gradually decreases due to care mistakes. Some are eaten, while others leave the line with unexpected injuries. Or someone who attacks himself without Enchant protection.... However, the monsters on the opponent's side do not diminish, so some troops finally fall into defeat.

It was Waltz's job to detect and manage the presence of such forces, looking down at the ground from energy. They fly through the operator to the troops throughout the town to control the damage so that the overall invasion of the town is averaged.

"I'm going to be a bad professional anymore....."

"Really? Really? I don't know what that means."

Beyond Waltz's gaze, who literally had a meaningless exchange, Cortex Fan Club soldiers dispersed not only in the southern quarter, but also in the surrounding districts, chasing the monsters.

Then the monsters, as Watts thought, went to the slaughterhouse (?), but.... In that, one anomaly occurred.

Dgoaaaaaaaahhhh!!

There were relatively large explosions in some areas. And that--

Dgoaaaaaaaahhhh!!

Dgoaaaaaaaahhhh!!

--and keep standing. Then the white line falls out into the blue sky.

"What?! Magic Furnace Bomb?!

"No, I don't think so. If the magic furnace explodes, it shouldn't have exploded so lightly. Probably... a novice monster. Like a dragon-class monster that hasn't been confirmed so far."

"The more the invasion progresses, the more difficult it gets... Do we feel like we're on the attack side of the Tower Defense?

"Well, it's not like the game, but it might be similar ~"

Meanwhile, Cortex and Waltz recalculate the power balance across the city of Vixen. As a result, the two derived answers--

"No matter what you think, it feels like you're going to pay a lot of sacrifices to the Allied side, right?

"In the end, we may be able to win, but if we leave things as they are, we will definitely be wiped out, except for people like my fan club and some hunters ~"

—— Victory while approaching total annihilation was an unavoidable conclusion.

If we continue our invasion, we will be devoured by the weak. Even if we stop the invasion, the results will be the same. Even if I hurriedly adjusted my strength, my expectations did not change significantly.

The surest option is the withdrawal of the powerless. But it's too harsh to advise them to retreat as they continue to fight their way home. It was an option that ignored their pride.

"Tactical retreat?

"But if they retreat, they will end the war with just backup ~? Would they be happy for that to happen?

"But there's nothing you can do about it. I can't believe I want to keep fighting until I'm wiped out."

Waltz stopped saying so much. She remembered. Not one of the Allied soldiers is trying to escape....

"... stupid."

That's how Waltz exhales and activates the wireless communication system. And she decided to put into practice another option in her simulation to avoid total annihilation.