God General Narforn is the fruit of a human once named Allegrian-Scene.

Speaking of Allegria, he transferred from the Legion Commander in Gandia to the General Staff Bureau and has a background in mentoring with Ein to the military teacher Nares-Ragnahorn. And it was no exaggeration to say that whenever Ein and I were both called successors to the military, the two military masters, it was a glowing past for Ein.

Dazzling, dazzling days.

In those days, there's nothing more glorious than Gandia back then.

Gandhia, who had made the leap toward hundreds of wars, leapfrogging and continued to expand, had only seen a hopeful future, and everyone belonging to such a country had no doubt about such a future because they believed it to be absolute. Everyone was therefore leaping to expectations, crushing themselves, powdering their bones, and doing all they could for Gandhia. That's why Gandhia can't help wondering if she could keep moving forward.

From the king above to the soldier at the end below, who, as one, did not lose his hand.

Both Ayn and Allegria, because they were in such a country, incited each other to encourage and elevate each other so that they could be Gundia's warriors in the future.

It would be useless to think back on those days.

Ein found her once in the appearance of Allegria, who had become a changed figure, thus admitting that residual light of the past ran through her brain.

Sentiment was also an inexorable story.

Allegria was one of Ain's few comrades.

Ein is a tactician. It is Ayn's job to be in the rear, to devise, plan and move tactics to execution, and it is all too admirable to call Setuna and his comrades, who move exactly as that tactic does on the front line.

In that regard, my colleague Allegria was exactly the person she deserved to call a comrade of war, who was in the same position as a tactician, had the same troubles, suffered the same, had the same joy, had the same pleasure.

They were similar to each other in that they had fanatical feelings about Setuna.

So, I guess.

I got along quickly with her, and it's something we discussed a lot.

That's enough to get stuck in Astar. From other people's point of view, they probably looked too friendly.

That's all it was about.

I never imagined it would be hostile this way.

In the first place, it can be taken for granted that Gandhia could not even imagine dooming away.

"Well... how do we fight"

What was heard behind Ein's brain was the voice of Mayuri God.

It was Ayn who united with the Mayuri God as a measure of spiritual domination by the Lion God Emperor, but regardless, he also expected this to be the case.

It must have been more waiting at Narunnirnol than Allegria had been found to be one of the enemies and in quite a position. If so, Ein should go all the way out and relate to her. Who but Ein can deal with Allegria?

Such pride was in him.

Nevertheless.

When it comes to combat, there's no curtain for me.

If it were to be a direct battle with God General Narforn, there would be no turnout for the human Ein-Ranadies.

Ein joined the break-in group, assuming he was tired of fighting and competing with the Allegrian-Scenes. If the opponent is a god general and a flesh-bomb battle, the story is different.

If that happened, I was going to rely on Mayuri God to cut it off.

"Except when it comes to tactics,"

"Yeah, well."

He said, never afraid of God either.

Underneath, there is a vast plain.

Narforn says it's a dragon warrior.

Speaking of Ryuno, Zalwarn is a plain near Ryufu, a place where the Gandian and Zalwarn armies made their final showdown.

It's a faded landscape in Ein's memory, and it's not very clear, I guess, because it doesn't act like it's memorable.

In the Zalwarn War, it is better remembered until the showdown of the Dragon Warrior.

Every day since my encounter with Setuna in Nagrasia, I worked as a tactical key for the Western offensive forces. It was also a memory that adorned the beginning of the glorious Gandia days for Ein.

It is therefore even vague as to whether the dragon conscription was proud of such a vastness, but perhaps it seems unmistakable that it is so vast as not to be comparable to the original dragon conscription.

Anyway, it's huge enough to last until the end of the horizon.

It must have been only flat and had few obstacles, and even if I had been on the ground, I could have looked out for it far away.

Of course, it goes without saying that the high ground, where you can look over the entire dragon field, is far more promising.

Far ahead of Ayn like that, there is a high ground similar to where he is, and there is the figure of Narforn.

There is a high ground with Ein on the south side of the dragon field, and a high ground with Narforn on the north side.

North-South plateau, that's the headquarters of the two armies.

And it was events within Ein's assumptions that countless soldiers sprung up out of the ground, trying to protect that headquarters.

being transferred to a high ground and Narforn's remarks.

The answer derived from them is one.

"The number of troops was one million each. Troops are exactly the same. As for the strength of the soldiers, there is no difference. As for the soldier race, whatever you want."

"Whatever you want?

"Yes. There are three types of soldiers: infantry, cavalry, and archers. It is Lord Ayn who decides how to allocate and place the millions of soldiers. Yourself."

That said, Narforn continued to change the soldiers of his own formation.

The soldiers seemed like non-existent beings, resembling divine soldiers. It has a cloudy flesh like a divine soldier, but unlike a divine soldier, it has an extremely human appearance. It's human flesh, armed like a human soldier. From that armed force, it is possible to discern the soldier race.

Infantry, heavy duty. Have a shield and a sword.

Cavalry, lightweight. Ride a horse, as its name suggests, and hold a spear.

Archers are also lightly dressed. Again, hold a bow as the name suggests.

All were equipped in white flesh, like divine soldiers, each fixed for each of the military races.

"This is a battle for tactics"

Narforn, far away, just seemed to be staring at Ein. I feel a strong gaze when I say it's far away.

"Me and you, the first and last battle to decide which one deserves Master Nares' successor. What do you say?"

"... nothing like this, Mr. Allegria"

Ein called it that, not Narforn. Because I thought it made sense to call it that.

"Take it. Let's stand."

When I told him, it seemed like Narforn was happy.

It could be my fault, or it could be a mistake. Ein doesn't even know the look on Narforn's face.

'... can you trust me?

I believe in Mr. Allegria.

"The opponent is General Narforn of God. It's not an Allegrian-Scene."

"That too, I know..."

Still, Ein wanted to believe and believed in Allegria in Narforn.

Nalforn is a god general, as the Mayuri god says.

It's not a lion's ratio.

If you just want to kill your opponent more than you did, you don't have to bother to prepare such a battlefield, you just have to use your powers as a god general.

But Nalforn prepared such a battlefield.

I mean, what does that mean?