Under the fierce assault of the aerial magic bombardment ship Christina, even the core members of the dark guild Oración Seis could only flee in a panic, keeping their heads down. They didn't dare show themselves within the gunship's range at all.
So, in a rare stroke of good fortune, those poor souls who had been beaten senseless by their enemies and then mercilessly blasted by a little girl were finally rescued after enduring one hardship after another. They were brought aboard the gunship and flown back into the sky.
Half an hour later...
Basking in the cool breeze high above the ground, the "alliance" formed by four guilds sat or stood dejectedly on the ship's upper deck. They stared silently at the vast expanse of Waas Forest below.
Although they had won the battle in the end, they also knew that they had been thoroughly defeated in terms of both tactics and individual strength!
"That's what happened..."
"At the very beginning, while Mr. Ichiya was on his way to the restroom, the enemy attacked him. After that, they learned all of our plans."
"Then..."
"That woman turned into Mr. Ichiya and attacked me, leaving me almost completely unable to fight... If I hadn't used Mr. Ichiya's magic to temporarily suppress my injuries and barely make it here, I'd probably still be lying in that forest."
"We really were careless this time..."
"I sincerely apologize!"
After explaining what had happened, Jura Neekis, a Wizard Saint from Lamia Scale, looked at the aerial magic bombardment ship Christina, which had apparently almost been destroyed by Oración Seis as well. After a long pause, he spoke with shame.
Without a doubt, every one of their ground troops had failed in this operation. The enemy had wiped them out completely, leaving them utterly incapable