To Save My Favourite Character, I Decided To Destroy the Game’s Plot

The stiff arms roared with a monstrous strength that transcended human knowledge.

　The walls were broken down, the floor was shattered, and a corner of the royal castle, exposed to the unreasonable violence, was turned into a heap of rubble.

Walking leisurely through the rubble is Cassandra, accompanied by a large number of flesh puppets.

Cassandra, who was killed once and forced to go into battle with a special body, was strong enough to withstand an attack by the Schneizel level.

And the flesh puppets standing around her likewise possessed destructive power and durability beyond man.

'You can't win if you keep running away, right?"

　Regardless of the piles of rubble and buildings, Cassandra lined up her numerous meat dolls and crushed them all.

There was no tactic that could be described as a tactic in this overturned drama.

　Cassandra, who had never been on the battlefield before, had no choice but to let the meat puppets rush in without thinking about this or that.

　However, because it was a simple tactic, it would be out of her control if a powerful monster did it.

The flesh dolls, a byproduct of Cassandra's human experimentation, are powerful enemies that even the protagonists were unable to defeat at the end of the story of the game , and the one they are currently operating has the same level of performance as the one that appears at the end of the story.

　Its combat capability is several times greater than that of the individuals who were rampaging in the underworld, and its input combat skills are also top-notch.

Although still in the trial stage and few in number, Cassandra has deployed a lineup that Arthur and Schneizel would have had a hard time dealing with ten years later.

A march by such a monster would be nothing short of hell.

"Die quickly,"and let me make you my puppet . "

The one who takes the brunt of the numerous onslaughts by the flesh dolls is Ghardias, the current strongest man in the Kingdom of Arcadia.

　A swing of the spear.

He is carrying a weapon that is too weak to defend against the monster's huge arms, but he holds it up undaunted.

　The flesh puppet closes the gap with blinding speed and swings down with its super-heavy arm.

A direct hit has the devastating power to shatter the entire floor. Ghardias matched his spear to it and parried it exactly.

　Immediately after that, another meat puppet approached him and attacked him from another direction, but Ghardias' expression remained calm.

He evaded all the attacks with perfect precision, as if he would be cut to the skin, or parried them with his spear, holding on for dear life in a desperate attempt to survive.

　For a long time, Cassandra had been attacking with her massive strength, and Ghardias had been dealing with her.

　There was a scene in which spears slaughtered meat puppets in the middle of the battle, but Cassandra replenished new individuals immediately afterward, so the advantage in numbers remained the same.

　Surrounded by meat puppets, Ghardias was hit from all sides with attacks that would kill him instantly.

One wrong move and he would die. If he makes even the slightest error, his perfect defense will collapse, and he will still be attacked and killed.

　Watching the strongest fighting in the worst possible siege...

"I won".

　Cassandra laughed.

No matter how experienced a fighter is, he can maintain extreme concentration for only a few minutes at most.

She had not expected Gardias to fight as hard as he did, but she was confident that she could easily break him if she continued to push.

The only thing that worries her is the flesh dolls that are being knocked down little by little, but even though they are still in the prototype stage, they still have some stock left.

So, as long as they just keep pushing, she will win.

　With that confidence...

　Five minutes.

　Ten minutes.

No matter how long it takes, Ghardias does not break down.

On the contrary, he even began to see through the habits of the flesh puppet and began to move to break through the encirclement little by little.

"What?"

　"I don't understand.'

 

There was no way she could know. Cassandra has never even stood on a large battlefield.

A general is a man who sometimes maneuvers an army of tens of thousands as if it were his own.

He handles the tremendous swarms of tens of thousands of troops perfectly, faster and more accurately, in a battlefield full of uncertainty, to win the victory.

For Ghardiaz, who has been gaining such experience for more than 20 years, this battlefield is no more than a trick.

Flesh dolls, indeed, are strong.

Cassandra's special dolls may rival the heroes of all time in terms of sheer physical strength alone.

　The siege net is indeed a nuisance.

　A situation in which even a single wrong move in receiving or evading can result in death is probably mentally draining.

　However, even that is "that level" for Ghardias.

Compared to controlling an army of tens of thousands, compared to the pressure of carrying the lives of all those people on your shoulders, it is as easy as breathing to keep yourself alive, which can be moved as you wish.

The general is not so low as to be dropped by such a creature such as she .

"Damn!"

　A spine-tingling flash of lightning finally breaks the siege and reaches Cassandra. Cassandra uses her trump card, the output of her special body, to avoid it, but she feels a definite sense of defeat.

　It does not reach her. The strength that the position of general gives to Galdias appears more formidable than that of Schneizel.

　Well, in ten years, Schneizel, who also wears it, will literally become the strongest, but the world will not know that for a long time.

"It's time to call it a night."

"You're sweet."

"What?"

You're right, I can't win. But I didn't know that was the whole point of the plan.

I've noticed that you've been stalling for time. Perhaps you're trying to get Almire to go down?

"What?"

　The fact that they had been so blindsided during that extreme battle left Cassandra speechless.

""General, you really don't know the depths of the matter."

'If you knew what was going on, why did you let it go?"

'No, . If you really think that you can take down Almir, you're wrong about that thing."

'What?"

"Look, it's started---"

Ghardias smiles wider.

The general's eyes were fixed on the magical power swelling on the battlefield far from here.