Jidou Hanbaiki ni Umarekawatta ore wa Meikyuu o Samayou
Author: Hiru Kuma
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"Leader. There's a report from Red that a Ghost King-like monster has been discovered."
Thanks to the Divine Blessing that can communicate long distances that the Red-White twins have, we are able to contact Red and two of the Big-Eaters Brigade that have gone out for reconnaissance.
"Found it, huh? Have Red and the others continue to observe it at a fixed distance away. Our side should get hurry up too."
So this is it. I think I'll manage after simulating it in my mind many times, but if something happens then let's dedicate myself to defense.
Dunno what the non-combatant, Hyurumi, is going to do, but she and the boar-drawn wagon are heading to the scene. It's a covered wagon, but the cover has been taken down and the archer, Shui, is also riding, so she can start her long-ranged attacks from there.
Suko and Pel from the Big Eaters Brigade are also there as guards, so I judge that they'll be fine. It's not like we can either leave her alone or return her to the community.
'We'll get there in about twenty minutes. Steel yourselves."
To the words of Leader Keryoil, who was riding in the driver's seat and manipulating the reigns, everyone nodded emphatically.
The ones riding the boar-drawn wagon, that has quite the speed, are the members of the Fools of Whimsy Brigade and Hyurumi; the Big Eaters Brigade and Ramis are running alongside.
This is something I should be used to already, but the speed her super-strength can output while easily carrying me is surprising. If she could come to be able to control her strength well when she isn't carrying me, Ramis wouldn't lose to anyone in strength, but it seems to be quite difficult to control. There's no other way than to practice over and over and have her body remember it.
"-tto, we're here, huh?"
In the shadow of a rock up ahead are Red and the Big Eaters Brigade's Mikene and Shote. We dropped our speed and approached them as they waved their hands, and for now all members are hiding in the rock's shadow.
"What's the situation."
"Right up ahead is the Ghost King and monsters I think are his subordinates all in one group. There's five corpse demons, five ghost demons, eight bonepeople demons, and four flame-rook-head demons."
An accurate report was the response returned to that question. The number of followers is twenty-two. It's within the scope of the previous plan, but it's a little much.
"It's not like we can't do it, but … it's to the point that I'd like to reduce their numbers first."
"Vice-Leader isn't here, after all -ssu. Although I can take out a few with the bow before we get closer."
A way to defeat them immediately, huh? Because we don't have magic, our long-distance attacks are the bow and Leader's throwing knives. The Big Eaters Brigade has those kind of hands, so it seems impossible for them to use long-distance tools, and Ramis's aim is way too bad.
If I use the water from the
O, this might be an exceptionally good idea. To be safe, using the easily lit gasoline and diesel might be good.
"Even though it would be easy once we cleared out the small fries… o-, Hakkon, you thought of something?"
When he saw my changed form, Leader Keryoil widened his eyes. It doesn't feel bad to have expectations placed on me, but the problem is how fast they'll be able to understand how to use this method, huh?
At a glance, I'm just the vending machine body with red, yellow, and green nozzles sticking out. I think anyone who's a Japanese person who's come of age would understand, but for the nozzles, red is regular gasoline, yellow is high octane, and green is diesel.
Ramis, realizing I thought of something, lowered me, who changed my body, to the ground and stared at me. Now then, the problem is from hereon. How do I make them understand?
"This looks like the equipment that shoots water, na; ya don't care if I pull it out?"
"Welcome."
Seeing through it with just a glance, Hyurumi drew out the diesel nozzle and stared at it in her hands.
"Yah, it's made like the one that puts out water. I feel like if you pull this, somethin' will come out of the tip?"
"Welcome."
Having previous knowledge about the pressure washer helps a lot.
"Okay if I pull it a bit?"
Of course, that's exactly what I want.
"Welcome."
Pointing the tip towards a direction with no one in it, Hyurumi pulled the lever. From the tip of the nozzle, clear liquid began to spray out with quite a bit of vigor. Originally it had a safety measure stuck on it so that it won't come out unless it was first in a tank, but I had disabled it.
"Uw, this stinks!"
All the members of the Big Eaters Brigade held their noses and scowled.
Hyurumi released the lever, stuck the nozzle back to its original place, and crouched, beginning to investigate the diesel accumulated on the ground.
"Hakkon, can I touch it? It ain't poison, right?"
"Welcome."
Just touching it a bit won't be a problem. It just gets your hand stinky.
"The smell, this is pretty bad, na. It's thick to the touch, oil-like. Let's try soaking paper in it?"
Hyurumi took the paper soaked in diesel and took it a little bit aways, then took a cylindrical object - a ignition magic tool out from her breast pocket.
In the past I had though, shouldn't I provide a 100yen lighter in this world? But when I found out that there's a magic tool that replaces the lighter to begin with, I immediately gave up on it.
A flame lit up on the tip of the magic tool, and it was brought close to the paper.
"Uwo-! This is burnin' like mad."
Hyurumi observed the burning paper that she had nimbly dropped onto the ground. The paper's flames are lighting her from below, so Hyurumi's smiling face is a little scary.
"This, Hakkon, ya tryin' to say that we should spray this easily burnin' oil on those guys?"
"Welcome."
Correct, Hyurumi.
"Then, when I'm plunging in among them, I'll spray the oil, ne." (Ramis)
"Yeah… no, wait. There's another way to use this oil, na. Hakkon, ya mind if we use those bottles that have water in 'em?"
As for the plan Hyurumi, with a smile spread across her face, had thought of, I also understood. Why, certainly, do as you wish.
"Welcome."
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Our work was done before the Ghost King made any movements, and we made our preparations.
"Alright then, let's go according to plan. Don't forget your jobs … let's go!"
All members leaped out from the shadow of the rocks, Ramis and I are partners so we were a little later, closing the distance towards the Ghost King from the front.
There's still some distance between, but the opponents have noticed our movements, so first we dashed out to strike at the followers, according to directions.
The monsters separated from the Ghost King, coming towards us in one cluster, so my comrades all threw the plastic bottles in their hands at once. Only, Ramis pulled out the diesel nozzle and pointed it towards our opponents.
When the plastic bottles had reached the airspace above our opponents, after drawing a parabola in the sky, I erased only the bottles, and the contents that had completely filled them - the diesel poured onto the monsters from above.
The flame-rook-head demons' flames ignited the diesel, and the area became a sea of flames. And, with the diesel gushing from the nozzle being sprayed on top of it, the flames increase in intensity.
Our comrades split and flanked to the left and right of the flames that had suddenly appeared and flared up at once. However, we calmly thrust right into them.
Without allowing flames nor heat nor carbon dioxide to pierce through
The flames are blocking our view, but it's the same for our enemies. On top of delaying the timing, right around now, the forms that are pincering up ahead should be our comrades leaping into the Ghost King's field of vision.
When the opponent looks away after identifying his enemies to be dangerous, we, who plunged into the flames, will leap out.
Bingo-!
There's about 10 meters between us and the enemy. There, there's a skeleton wearing a jet-black robe covered in golden embroidery.
Our opponent is in the middle of firing magic, but when he saw us he changed his target and pointed the cane, made of skeleton arms overlapping, at us.
Magic's coming!
The preparations for
The tip of the can is a cluster of skeletal fists closed tightly, but all of those hands opened, and from them a glint of light spread.
So, lightning-. Electricity-types have the worst compatibility with vending machines.
"My magic was blocked-! That bluish light most be … Barrier, how impudent."
O, the skeleton spoke. It's quite the majestic voice. How does he do it without vocal cords - that kind of retort is dumb, huh? I'm just a vending machine myself, but I have a will, na.
Being able to see through my
In the time that his attention was stolen by us, Shui and Leader Keryoil's arrow and throwing knife were released.
"A futile endeaver."
The Ghost King lightly swung his staff and, from both sides, skeletons appeared and flooded in to form a bone wall. And, with another light wave the wall collapsed, but the skeletons weren't destroyed; they landed on the ground and went to attack our comrades.
There were thirty skeletons that formed a single wall. In total there are close to sixty skeletons, so it looks like we can't expect help (from our comrades).
"The girl over there, that box on your back… there's something about it."
"Dunno!"
Ignoring the questioning words, Ramis plunged forward.
From hereon it's one versus one-plus-box. It's the first time we challenged a boss with just the two of us like this. Let's put our fighting spirit into it!
Btw, although I'm fairly certain it's a guy, there has yet to be a gender reveal on the Ghost King (Even 'king' isn't a good indicator, since it's more like 'royal ruler'), but uppity skeleton mages are usually male, right? Right?>