Day 71 Afternoon, Murimuri Castle
The Fake Dungeon that was protecting the Frontier until now is no more, with all of its traps destroyed or filled in. It had no strength to stop a stampede anymore, the gates that were safeguarding the frontier have crumbled.
The stone golems, fulfilling the role of its guardian spirits, were crushed by the sheer numbers of monsters. They fought to the bitter end while being smashed up, but were broken to pieces without a chance to regenerate.
The last trap, collapse of the Fake Dungeon accompanied by a large-scale explosion, fire, poisonous, and debuffing powder and strong adhesives, also was broken though. Even two rocky mountains of master golems coming to crush them couldnt annihilate all of the monsters.
While it caused great damage and vastly reduced their numbers, it wasnt enough to annihilate all of them. Even the last trap of the Fake Dungeon couldnt stop them.
The only thing left is the fortress, which only recently received the name of New Murimuri Castle. However, angry roars could be heard coming from its walls.
They arent getting into the Frontier, exterminate them all!
UwoooOOoo.
The swarm of monsters heading for the Frontier has begun to run amok, but then the gates of the empty fortress have swung open. Instead of attempting to defend the castle, a crowd of demons rushed out from there in a counterattack to finish the work.
Dont let monsters defile the Frontiers happiness, DESTROY THEM!
Uwoooo!
That was a picture of hell. Mere moments before a beatdown of a century is unleashed.
The disaster of the horde of monsters heading for the Frontier that was left without its protectors is smashed and torn to pieces under the accompaniment of angry bellows. Even if there is no one to protect it, this is the edge of the world. The domain of the scariest monsters on the continent.
The people living there are all descendants of the ones who managed to survive on the farthest end of the world. The Frontier, where monsters run rampart and regularly go on rampage, is the place where descendants of heroes have lived for a long, long time.
Who was it who decided that its inhabitants are weak and in need of protection. Are the offspring of the heroes who survived in this land, created families, made kids and managed to protect and raise them, really someone in need of protection?
Where did that idea, that the people, who survived for generations in the Frontier that mercilessly weeded out the weak and allowed only the strong to live on, could be weak, came from?
Every person who managed to survive in this land is a descendant of a hero. All of their ancestors managed to live long enough to make kids, and did what it took to keep them safe. What possible reason could they have to be afraid of monsters from outside the Frontier.
Everything that weve received was won through blood by our ancestors! Dont let them take it!
UwoooooOo!
Even the people who had nothing were helping each other. They managed to get back up even after losing everything. Thats why the people of the Frontier have not perished yet. This is the strength, this is what makes the strong.
And a miracle happened at the Frontier.
I absolutely wont allow anyone to pass through it! Drown those lowly monsters in their own blood and protect the Frontier!
UWOOOOOOOO!
The Frontiers adventurers, militia protecting towns and villages, retired army veterans, hunters, men, women, elderly, and even children, everyone who is able to fight have gathered.
Annihilation of all of the most fearsome and formidable monsters at the cursed edge of the world had brought happiness to the Frontier. The great price of that was paid in blood, flesh, pain and suffering.
As if theyd let some swarm of puny monsters from outside the Frontier ruin their dream.
There is no way such a thing would be allowed.
Adventurers, hunt down the floor masters and the dungeon master. The rest of that rabble can pummeled and trampled them to death!
There wouldnt be much meaning in saving the Frontier that cant survive without being protected by others. Failing to protect it would mean treating with disdain the feelings of everyone that fought for it.
The weapons (clubs) given to us exist for the sake of smashing enemies, they were handed to us to crush into dust everyone who tries to take from us!
UWOOOOOOOo!
The charge of the monsters was broken, leaving them to stand in a packed crowd, unable to move. Which means that all that is required is to kill them until every last of the monsters is dead.
Skirmishers reserve force, the Annihilation Squad of Housewives charge! Slaughter them all, turn them into magic stones, and use them to cover the cost of side dishes for dinner!!!!
WHAAAARYAAAH!!
As the monsters stampede was halted in its advance, turning them into a mere mob, it was swallowed by a rampage (stampede) of aunties. The vanguard was led by the Knight Princess of the previous generation Murimur The Brutal.
Wearing armor over her dress she cut open the way for others, turning monsters into meat chunks with each swing of her colossal greatsword, immediately followed by aunties brandishing clubs who swallowed up the horde of monsters akin to a muddy stream.
Overwhelmed by the forces of devastation, the monsters were trampled down, smashed with clubs, and turned into money for the future meals.
Later, it would be known by history that for quite a few it became the source of their secret savings.
The boy once fearfully named this place a town of demons or town of carnage, and today, the demons of carnage were unleashed. Foolish pests that dared to challenge armored housewives were crushed, destroyed, and exterminated.
Thats because all of them are champions of the most terrifying battles on the Frontier, the maiden wars (bargain sales). Veterans who competed against the heroic girls. They werent opponents monsters from outside of the Frontier could challenge.
Thus, the war of the Kingdom has reached its conclusion. It goes without saying that the most important lesson that the war history would draw from this event isAunties are scary!. No, seriously?
Kind of?