Fun Territory Defense of the Easy-Going Lord ~The Nameless Village Is Made Into the Strongest Fortified City by Production Magic~

ed the order, a total of twenty-five arrows were fired simultaneously.
Among them was my arrow as well as some from the observation tower and some from the villagers maning the corners of the defensive wall.

　Seeing all the arrows rapidly approaching their targets, I mused to myself that this was likely the most impressive show of force the village has ever made.

　One after another, the iron arrows fell upon many armored dragon’s heads and backs.

　The next moment, roars of despair echoed through the air, mixed with the thudding sound of arrows lodging deep in the ground.

　It was truly an impossible sight.

　But there was something even more incredible.

　The wooden arrow I fired had pierced an armored lizard’s forehead and killed one them.

　That’s right, the wooden arrow pierced the forehead of the armored lizard, which even was invulnerable even to iron blades.
It doesn’t have the same level of penetration as an iron arrow because it is almost weightless, but it managed to pierce deep enough bury of half of its length into the beast’s head.

　Although I was still reeling in shock, I, as a commander, opened my mouth through a conditioned reflex.

”All of you! Switch to the wooden arrows! Prepare your ballistas!”

　We don’t have to wait or rely on a tenuous supply of iron arrows.
All that is required is speed and accuracy when shooting.

　I reel the string and ready myself.

“Attention!”

　Some of the villagers are still loading their arrows, but the majority have finished the process.

”Take aim!”

　All of the ballistas have been loaded and are ready to fire.

“Loose!”

　I issued the order for the third time.

　There were only five armored dragons left.

　If the arrows hit the back or shoulders of a dragon, all it will do is cause them some pain.
However, if an arrow hits the head of one, they will die in one shot.

　A sharp sound rang out as twenty-five arrows flew in pursuit of their targets.

　Most of them stabbed into the backs of the dragons, but there were exactly five arrows, including mine, that hit their heads.

　It was both an anticlimactic and overwhelmingly successful battle.

　The enemy was devastated, and not one of ours was injured, let alone killed.
In addition, we consumed less than sixty arrows.

　If I had made such a report to the Knight Commander, I would have been punished for making a false report.
If I told that to Stradale, who doesn’t have a clue about jokes, there’s no doubt that he would scold me to no end.

“…Stradale.
Master Van is going to become something amazing.
Something none of us can even imagine.”

　I muttered and then turned around to look behind me to see Master Van’s face.

　The expectant eyes that were looking at me looked exactly like those of a child of his age.

　Laughing, I held up one hand high in the air.

“Victory! The Armored Lizard is wiped out! We have achieved a complete victory!”

　As I declared that, a loud cheer erupted from the village.
Even the villagers on top of the defensive wall were hugging each other and rejoicing.

Van-sama was also smiling happily as Till and Kamsin hugged him.

　In fact, Espada was wiping his tears with a handkerchief when he saw Van-sama rejoicing behind him, but if I pointed that out, he would get angry, so I’ll refrain from doing so.

[Orto’s Perspective]

　We were heading for the village in a good mood after mining a lot of ore, but Ksara, who was acting as the guide, suddenly stopped the carriage and ushered us to the front of the carriage in a hurry.

”What’s going on?”

　I called out to him, but Ksara’s eyes were fixed and unmoving as if sewn in the direction of the village.

　When I looked towards the same direction, I could see why.

“An armored lizard!”

　It’s a nasty opponent that swords can’t pierce.
And there are dozens of them.

“Damn, what in the world is going on…?”

　I was biting my teeth as I fiddled with my sword, until noticed something strange.

”Oh, hey … why are those armored lizards lying on their sides?”

“I think they are dead.”

　Ksara’s dialogue stunned Pluriel, who came up beside him.

“You’re lying, right? For a horde of that size, a group of two-hundred knights would be require just to even the odds.
Even then, victory would be uncertain.”

　Immediately after Pluriel muttered that, a loud cheer that sounded like a battle cry erupted from the direction of the village.

”Hey hey.
Van, you’ve given me a years worth of surprises in just a short week.”

　Those words popped out of my mouth.