The battle with the "passed-through monsters" had begun not only at the front edge of the first layer, but also at the rear. Some would be injured and some would lose their lives. But that was inevitable. Even though Mile had half the abilities of an ancient dragon, Mile could not spit out a dragon breath, nor did she have a giant body. There's only so much she could do in a horde of hundreds of thousands of monsters.
It would have been a little better if she could have at least used the "Sunshine Destroyer," but unfortunately it was a cloudy day today, and the sky was covered with thick clouds. With this, it did not appear to have enough energy to focus into a powerful beam.
This time, there were ancient dragons that were not present during the previous invasion, but there were no ancient dragons to be seen here. Even if a large number of new and somewhat strong monsters invade from another world, they thought that it wouldn't have any effect on them as they were the absolute strongest, and have no interest in inferior lifeforms killing each other. Or perhaps they were too unable to bear the fact that they, the ancient dragons, who were supposed to be the ultimate lifeforms closest to god, were created by humans, and that they were originally just tiny pet lizards...
Anyway, they had to fight with only the cards in their hand. Still, compared to when they were fighting with just the four of them, they now had more than their fair share of cards. Trustworthy friends. Many people who bet their lives for the world. They could not allow those who believed in them and took a gamble to suffer a loss. They would definitely win and distribute a large dividend (the honor of victory) to them. With this in mind, Mile and her party fought the monsters.
"Whoa!"
The ogre swung the log he was holding down at one of the C-rank hunters who had been clearing out the small fry around Mile's party. Did they come somewhere around there, or did they come from the other world...? Either way, it didn't matter to the person whose head it was going to crush. There's no time to dodge. Even if you blocked it with your sword, it's pointless as you'd just get crushed.
(...I'm dead...)
However, this was not a dog's death. He rushed to the Angel-sama's side to fight in order to protect the world, and was one of the men killed in battle. He was well deserving of an invitation to Valhalla, the haven of brave warriors. His thoughts flashed at an incredible speed, but his body couldn't move at the same speed. So, he just stared blankly at the log (death) approaching from above—
Grab!
However, the log was caught by one arm.With a sword in hands, but even if it was cut off with the sword, if the part closest to him and the severed part continued to retain kinetic energy and headed towards the man's body, he would have been killed instantly. So, it was obvious that that person had no choice but to catch the log itself—But who was that? Someone who could catch the log swung down by the ogre with all their might with one arm. And this being who shouldn't have existed was not a burly man. A woman's arm. That's right, just her left arm—
"That's ridiculous... It's impossible. Absolutely not possible!!" (A hunter)
Perhaps because he had witnessed something so unbelievable, the Hunter muttered in shock, forgetting that his own life was in danger. And then—
"You know!" (Mavis)
Mavis told the man with a grin.
"As long as a Hunter has hot blood flowing through his body, nothing is impossible!" (Mavis)
And then, with the short sword in her right hand, she slashed at the Ogre, who was frozen in shock while still holding the log. Mavis had a smug look on her face after saying that cool catchphrase and was at the peak of happiness.
"Guh!"
Marcella took the orc's blow head on. Since the three short Wonder Trio were using direct fire instead of indirect fire, it would be bad for them to have any allies between them and the enemy—That meant they were on the front lines.
As they had become the cornerstone of eliminating the weak enemies, they were naturally surrounded by personnel to protect them—ordinary C-rank Hunters— However, in a melee like this, it was impossible to completely keep the enemy at bay, and although they had offensive power, their defensive capabilities were thin. Therefore, they would be blown away by just a light blow and broken easily.
The guards frantically slashed the orcs away, but Marcella was left lying face-down on the ground. However, Marcella quickly stood up, using her right hand as support. And with her left arm bent in a strange direction—a direction it should never be bent in—dangling, Marcella was clutching his side.
"Ohohohohoho! Hohohohoho!!" (Marcella)
"M-Marcella-sama..."
"It hurts so much, I can't do it without laughing! But, a broken arm and a few ribs won't hinder my magical attacks. You can put off healing for later. Now is not the time to waste magical power. Come on, give it another go!" (Marcella)
"Yes!!" (Aureana + Monica)
"Okay...wait, what?" (Marcella)
Marcella's body was enveloped in a faint light, and her left arm was healed. Her ribs, too—She looked around but there was no one there who could cast a healing spell on her.
"...remote heal?" (Marcella)
Yes, it was a mysterious, incomprehensible act that had appeared in Adelle's fantasy story—Or rather, healing magic with this kind of effect was not something that the Hunters around there could use—That means...
"Adelle-san, you've got it covered, huh..."
As Monica had said, Mile was fighting herself, while also using the ducts to check the situation in various places and cast support and attack magic from a distance.
The images were merely processed optically, but the sound transmission corridors (ducts) were connected from the scene to Mile by the Nanomachines. This meant that it was possible to transmit magic through the Nanomachines using the same route. Instead of using refraction or reflection like with sound, commands were transmitted normally through the Nanomachines—After all, Mile's current authority level was at level 7...
"Aaaaahhh!!" (Mile)
Suddenly, Mile screamed.
"Wh-what's wrong?!" (Reina)
Mile suddenly started screaming, even though she didn't appear to be injured or cornered. Reina was surprised and called out to her...
"M-M-M-Mariette-chan is hurt! She's got a cut on his face!!" (Mile)
Although Mile was properly using her hands to crush the monsters, she looked extremely flustered. When Reina looked towards the screen where Mile was pointing, she saw the figure of Mariette-chan, a cute, angelic girl, one of her students whom Mile had mentioned many times and who she had been asked to tutor independently. But…….
"Injuries? She's not hurt anywhere!" (Reina)
Reina pointed that out, but—
"Zoom in! Enlarge the image!!" (Mile)
Following Mile's instructions, the Nanomachines enlarged the video of Mariette-chan. Then Mile pointed to the right cheek of Mariette-chan, that was enlarged to fill the entire screen.
"Look, there! There's a wound there!" (Mile)
There was a tiny wound, about 1mm long and less than 0.1mm deep, without even a drop of blood—that was something you weren't sure you could say that.
"Scarring a cute girl's face... ………I won’t forgive you!!" (Mile)
"Well, whether you forgive them or not, you've been killing monsters since the beginning..." (Reina)
Mile was trembling with anger, not seeming to have heard what Reina was saying...