An ordinary profession creates the world's strongest

In addition, there are female students whose vocation is "Binders," who utilize their genius-level abilities in binding magic to hinder the apostles' movements with chains of light and swords. Male students whose vocation is "Exploders" excel in fire magic, especially in explosion magic, and they blast away approaching apostles one after another.

As for the students whose professions focused on close combat—Magic Swordsman, Stickman, and Fistman—though relatively timid, they still joined forces with the Temple Knights to fight and bought a considerable amount of time.

Everyone's expression was urgent and serious, and even in the face of an endless stream of enemies, no one looked like they were about to be discouraged.

The main reason for their change was Hajime's words and behavior in the Demon King's Castle.

It wasn't just a speech.

Nor is it a superficial and empty form of consciousness induction without any content.

Even if for me those words and actions were just for the purpose of incitement, for my classmates that was not the point.

Because everyone witnessed Hajime's personal performance.

Seeing that he had lost a hand and an eye, not only did his expression change completely, even the color of his hair was different.

It's easy to imagine how miserable his experience was, and just imagining it makes you gasp. His wailing in the Demon King's Castle was so heartbreaking that even the people around him couldn't help but ache.

Facing a powerful enemy, he was beaten beyond resistance, suffered strange but serious injuries instead of death, and lost his beloved lover.

Even so, he stood up.

He also declared that he would overcome all obstacles and return to his hometown, showing his unshakable will.

Such a figure left a particularly deep impression on these disheartened and frustrated students. Their hearts, frozen by fear and despair, suddenly surged with blood, as if instantly filled with fire.

At that time, Hajime's presence truly ignited their souls and reforged their cracked hearts.

At the same time, it also allows them to truly understand that

The desire to go home, the desire not to let a friend die.

In order to realize such a small wish, humans sometimes have to fight to the death.

Just like Hajime had always done.

"I'm definitely going to treat him to a meal at my restaurant!"

In order to thank the annoying guy who saved me several times, I must invite him to the Western restaurant opened by my parents.

Not only him, but also other irreplaceable people that Hajime met in this world should be invited to come together.

Of course, there are also classmates.

When the time comes, we will all laugh and talk about the memories we have experienced in this world.

That was the daily routine, the daily routine he looked forward to.

Yuka's current wish is to embrace such a future. Even if he doesn't see her anymore, it doesn't matter. As long as she is a part of his daily life, for Yuka, it will be an incomparable future.

"So, you need to come back soon!"

Yuka simultaneously controlled a hundred throwing knives, her head pounding with concentration. At that moment, the "Sky Canopy" was destroyed and disintegrated for the fourth time.

The bombardment poured down. The Templars responded, but this time the Apostles seemed to be targeting more than just the Choir. At this point, it was easy to imagine the Apostles changing their tactics.

"Not good! Look up! We're being targeted!"

The decomposed bombardment under the scattered light attacked Yuka and others.

To counter the decomposition bombardment, each person was given equipment tailored to their fighting style. For example, Yuka's weapon consisted of throwing knives connected by metal wires, allowing them to launch a "transfer counterattack" for defensive purposes.

However, since everyone was fighting fiercely with the apostles, they were bound to be attacked by the apostles while they were busy dealing with the bombardment, and people were injured one after another.

Yuka was also deeply wounded in the arm by the silver feather.

Inevitably, the nine students who had relatively little combat experience were doomed to suffer.

Although most of them were rescued by the Knights Templar, one female student, who was relatively far away, suffered a serious leg injury. She huddled on the ground with a pained expression on her face.

With no one able to save her, an apostle approached relentlessly, sword raised high, ready to chop her down.

“—Ah…”

The female student opened her eyes wide.

“Hmph… I’m coming!”

Suddenly, something caught her eye. The apostle's arm, along with the raised sword, flew up. At the same time, a knife protruded from the apostle's chest.

"Endo, well done!" Yuka praised, sweating profusely. It was Kousuke who came to the rescue.

"Hoo, Captain. From now on, please address me as 'Kousuke of the Swift Fangs and Claws, E. The Gate of the Abyss'."

Maybe this person is not Kosuke... He pushed his sunglasses up and showed off his neat turn in vain.

"Ai-sensei! Please cast soul magic on Endo!"

"Endo-kun, how did you become like this?! I didn't know battlefield trauma syndrome was so terrible!"

The light of soul magic that has the effect of restoring the mind to normal immediately shines on Kosuke.

"Phew, I'm fine. And in excellent condition."

However, Kousuke did not recover. This sentence came from a completely different direction.

"Huh? Endo? Huh? Why!? There are two of them!? Who is this!?"

Atsushi was in a state of confusion because the apostle he was confronting had lost his head without him noticing, and his core had been pierced, and behind the apostle, there was now the figure of Kosuke.

"I am a dark noble from the abyss. The abyss is everywhere. Phew. That's it."

"What on earth is going on?"

It was completely incomprehensible. Before they could comprehend the situation, this second Kosuke, who had suddenly appeared, was cut in half from head to crotch by the apostle who approached from behind. Everyone's faces turned pale. However, this Kosuke, who had been cut in half, disappeared with a funny "bang".

then……

"Phew, that's an afterimage."

No, that wasn't an afterimage, no matter how you looked at it. But Kousuke appeared behind the apostle as if nothing had happened, and the next moment, he split into two again. The two Kousukes attacked simultaneously, one decapitating the apostle with a distorted expression, while the other pierced her "core."

The apostles stopped moving one after another, and it was obvious that they were full of vigilance.

"W-What the hell is going on?"

Yuka muttered to herself in confusion. Kentaro, who had been watching the battle on the south side, answered her question.

"Don't worry about Kousuke! He seems to have suddenly awakened some clone ability or something. As for those embarrassing words and actions... maybe that's the price of awakening a new ability!"

"Huh, I've awakened and discovered the abyss—"

"Anyway, these are all Kousuke, don't worry!"

"call."

How could anyone not be worried about Kousuke, who constantly strikes pointless, artificial poses? And even if he survives this war, if he returns to normal, he'll probably die of shame for his current actions...

In short, it seemed that Kousuke had awakened a new ability. After understanding this, everyone decided not to dwell on it.

"...The outcome will not change. Your destruction is inevitable."

At this time, more than a dozen new apostles climbed onto the roof of the fortress.

"No matter how hard you struggle, you will eventually end up like this."

As the apostle had said, Yuka and the others were now almost all injured. Although the coalition forces were skilled in combat, they had already suffered many casualties, allowing more and more apostles to break through the defenses.

Anyone can see that the current battle situation is still unfavorable, as if one's hands and feet are being gradually cut off.

"Even so, we must struggle!"

Blood was constantly flowing from one hand, and her expression was twisted in pain. Even so, Yuka still stood up straight with determination.

With such serious injuries, she might not be able to fight like she just did.

Even so, she still raised the throwing knife with one hand and pointed it at the apostle.

As if to echo Yuka's fighting spirit, Junshi, Nana, and the others also took up their positions. No one fell into despair.

Faced with this fact, the apostle's expression seemed to be slightly distorted.

At this time, Yuhua raised the corner of her mouth.

"Besides, have you forgotten?"

"?"

The apostle looked bewildered. As if to add insult to injury, Yuka challenged him in a more cheerful tone.

"We have the most vicious Saint Lady following us!"

Then, a strange and beautiful black and silver light illuminated the ground.

The apostle opened her eyes wide. What she saw was—

"The battle is just about to begin!" Yuka, with high morale, held the throwing knife in both hands, ready to go.

Volume 13, Chapter 3, The Valkyrie's Reserve

On the battlefield in the air, silver and colorful flashes frequently intertwined.

In the eyes of earthlings, seeing such a scene would probably remind people of the space war in science fiction movies.

The aerial battle was extremely brutal, with decomposition bombardment and "Dragon's Roar" intertwined fiercely.

The scene of a fierce battle between a large number of flying dragons and the winged Valkyries on their backs was like a scene from a myth.

Among them, a particularly large and strong crimson dragon roared angrily.

"Prioritize defeating those apostles who have gathered together to concentrate their magic power! We must minimize the burden on the Sky Cover!"

This was the duty of the Dragon Warriors. Furthermore, they were also to minimize the number of attacks directed toward the ground and the number of apostles sent to reinforce the ground when the "Sky Canopy" was broken.

Because as long as the battle in the air becomes more intense, the apostles will have to deal with the dragon people first.

"Edel Kularus! You're still alive!"

Of course, the one who confronted Edel at that time was a different individual. However, for the apostles, the fact that they failed to kill him despite being ordered to do so was a great shame for all of them.

In order to remedy the failure at that time, the apostles fired a fierce decomposition bombardment at Edel.

"Yes, it was me! I turned a blind eye to the tragedy, enduring humiliation and living in hiding until now! All for this day to destroy you!"

Edel leaned back, chest puffed out, and launched.

That was the "Dragon's Roar" of the Scarlet Dragon Edel Kularus.

As an ancient dragon that has lived for a thousand years and is also the Dragon King of the past, the scarlet flash fired by Edel directly countered the apostle's decomposition magic.

In such a head-on confrontation, Edel's dragon breath should have been defeated - at least that was the case five hundred years ago.

But things are different now.

The two-colored flashes collided violently in the air, sending out a violent shockwave. However, the confrontation lasted only a moment.

Unbelievably, Edel's "Roar (Dragon Breath)" actually swallowed up the decomposition bombardment.

“It’s possible to reach such a high level!”

"I can do it. Because I have a gift left by the Demon Lord!"

The dragon's massive body is covered with more than just tough dragon scales. All dragonkind are equipped with "special equipment for dragon transformation."

The basic function is the same as the equipment of the allied soldiers. The equipment of the dragon people is also equipped with sublimation magic that greatly increases the power of "Roar".

Of course, all dragon people also reach the state of "limit breakthrough" through the final full spirit.

The power of his "Roar" was increased to more than ten times its normal power. As the ancient Dragon King, Edel's roar was powerful enough to flatten a mountain.

To decompose the "Roar" compressed to the limit and greatly increased in power, the apostle's decomposition magic would take more than dozens of seconds. Of course, it is impossible to wait that long on the battlefield. Therefore...

"If possible, tell your God that the time has come and you are finished!"

The apostle did not answer. Because before that, the crimson dragon's breath had already engulfed the apostle, completely burning her with its scorching heat.

"Chief!"

Another apostle seized the opportunity after Edel launched "Roar" and fired a cannon at Edel.

The young blue ice dragon Listas unfolded an ice shield and used his body to protect Edel.

He had been prepared to take a fatal blow, but only the dragon's scales were destroyed. The armor on his body offset most of the damage.

"Saved, Listas."

At the same time, Edel counterattacked with "Roar" and destroyed the apostle.