Civilization Game

- Arc the Round has ended the 1: 1 conversation.

'…… Haah, what the hell? This incompetent one.'

"What are you talking about?"

Unibell reaches out her head and asks.

"Wow! What a surprise!"

"...... It's already off, isn't it?"

"Oh, no, it was just turned on."

Lord swiftly surrounds you. Unibell shoots him with a suspicious look and raises his torso.

"Alright, get ready quickly. Looks like we'll have to deal with Casar before we take over Fuddle Square."

*

An army of Abyss, Casar and two nations confronted each other over an empty territory you did not occupy.

Lord began with a pre-work for command.

You can see the spies planted in Fuddle Square climbing over the walls. The rod triggered the spy's eye. His right eye became blue with magical power, and one side of his vision became a sight for spies.

Spies have been subjected to specialized research, "Natural Eyes," which allows them to broaden their field of view from a distance. Rod was able to operate both his gaze on the ground and the gaze of spies looking like telescopes on high walls.

'Good. Next...' '

Lord checks the riders standing directly behind him. Combined with these four flags, he was able to command the troops. I gave the 'Magic Signal Bracelet' to the four heroes who dominated it. A piece of equipment attached to the commander's window, such as a communications modification tool, the rod was able to change the color of the bracelet with the commander's window. In red, there was a predetermined order, such as "Charge" when "Retreat" is blue. This alone allowed the control of the troops to be freely available. Lord looks at Beatrice and asks.

"Bear. What about the red?"

"Retreat."

"Green?"

"It's the use of this ability."

"Well done."

Lord strokes her head. Beatrice smiles happily.

"Huh, what a simple memory like that."

Unibell claps his arms and mutters. Lord looks at her and says,

"Unibel, what about blue?"

"Charge."

"Bora?"

"Surround! Hey, are you testing me?"

"Oh, good job. Do you want me to stroke your hair?"

She grimaces and sticks out her stopfinger. Rod laughs because he has a funny reaction.

'Now, I'm ready with this....'

Looking at Arc's progress, Lord is lost in thought.

The terrain is perfect without strategic elements. It's a wasteland. It's impossible to reconcile. The battle was likely to be split, depending solely on the military's natural strength, and was likely to be short-term.

To compare power on both sides, it was the superiority of Abyss, even by pretending. Abyss has 2,500 men. Casar's troops are 1500. Of course, considering the quality of the troops, the Casar side would be better, but this flat opening area was more advantageous. And above all, there was a big hero difference. While Abyss includes two Class B powerless heroes, Arc is a group 2 hero consisting of Class C and D instead of the main force.

Besides, this is the territory of Abyss. Retreat will not be so easy when defeated.

Then why don't you run away? '

Aside from the ongoing war, Arc would have planned to ambush Fuddle Square with a handful of troops. I was commendable for digging a hole in Lord's information.

But Rod finally found out, and the troop car is big, so you'd better retreat. But Arc fought as if it were natural.

'…… Why?'

Thinking about it, Arc always liked to start from the challenger's position and go up, beating the strong. Is this the same kind of challenge? Or are you just confident?

Gulp.

The drowsiness has passed.

I had a smile on my mouth. I felt a good tension running through my body.

'I'm excited. I'm going crazy.'

I came lightly to secure a territory that was only for the indigenous peoples, but then I stood in front of the arc and the troops who claimed to be great. Moreover, this war competes with pro-gamers, geniuses who admire 'my army'. Rod shakes his chest as if bursting.

How well can I compete with a real pro? Rod grips his chest. I was too excited. The commander should be chilled under any circumstances. Lord takes a light deep breath and concentrates his mind.

'You don't have to think hard. No matter how good the arc is, it is a land that must be struck by force, and if it is a frontal battle, I will not have to be pushed by the Second Army of Casar to gather all the power of the country. Pushing ahead of the troops is all that matters. All I have to do is push away the branches of variables and push them heavy.'

Rod, who cleared his mind, relocated his troops into four armies.

1,000 central forces, led by Lord and Beatrice.

500 right-wing men led by Unibell.

500 left-handed men led by Aran.

Finally, 500 men led by Phoenix.

It was a total of 2,500 troops.

Arc, on the other hand, operates as a single army, with relatively few Kasar troops. 1500 people are firmly deployed.

"Okay, let's go."

Boooooo!

The trumpet sounds to announce the beginning of the war. Rod first left the Phoenix mercenary fleet.

Anvils and Hammers. It was the simplest yet most effective tactic in human history, using the Central, Left and Right infantry as an anvil, and hammering as an infantry. There was no need to overdo it. Just steadily, calmly, with only excellence. Then you will prevail.

Phew! Phew!

"Hehe!"

Lord awakens. I can feel the heat from afar.

Turning your head, you see a massive ball of fire rising from Casar formation like a rocket. Everyone's gaze turned to the sky.

"…… What is that?"

"No, magic?"

A murmur rises. A massive ball of flame rises from the sky without an end, drawing a curve and turning its head downward. And…….

Clairvoyance!

You start to fall to the ground, spreading your black tail all over the place.

"It's falling this way!"

"Move!"

Soldiers start to run everywhere, ignoring their advances. Rod also races forward, driving the drake. As the flames in the sky neared, the side of my head became hot for a moment. And...

Shhhhhhhhh!

The punishment of fire falls in the center of the formation. With a massive explosion, red gunfire splashes up and swallows the soldiers.

It was truly an enormous power.

"Hehe?"

Arc grins.

"Everyone's dodging it. Did you throw it too well?"

"Enough, arc."

Lilly, the green-haired girl, steals her brow sweat from her sleeve.

"It was about the show."

"Yes, it is."

Arc did not intend to reduce the number of troops with this attack. Just the stone for the next plan. In other words, I put a fear into the heads of my enemies that something like that could fall on me. The tools that could change the landscape were very important, because war is a fight of vigor.

Arc opens his palm again.

Glug glug!

A small flame rises from the palm of his hand like a match. It draws on the magic around it and grows in size.

"Now let's take it slow."

"It's a hobby. Are you gonna give a speech?"

"The war has already begun, so let me make this brief."

Lily steps aside, and arc walks forward.

"Gentlemen."

His voice echoes through the loudspeaking beads.

"Trials and struggles await. However, compared to the marble sweat you have shed, this is nothing but mud that will wash away. Do not turn back. Gather your forces against the enemy."

His lively voice resonates widely across the atmosphere.

"We are not individuals, we are whole. Exclude yourself and move as part of the whole. Just become a sword and focus on the enemy in front of you. You have a companion by your side, and a burden behind you. Jim will be your head. Obey your orders, and trust your burden and look straight ahead!"

There was a static flow in the atmosphere.

Arc releases his solemn expression and returns to his original playful face. He smiled and looked around at everyone.

"I believe you. My knights."

A huge scream erupts, wreaking havoc on the atmosphere.

After the speech, Arc walked forward, beating each of the soldiers' shoulders and encouraging them. He greets the soldiers kindly, calling out their names. 'Your legs will be uncomfortable too, but you are struggling a lot. Is your mother's body okay now? When are you going to have another rum drink with me?' It was a trivial story, but the soldiers didn't know what to do with Arc's actions, remembering each soldier's personal circumstances.

As Arc passed by the soldiers and came forward, four of his dead men were on their knees waiting for him.

"Miss Bedivere, Miss Gerant, the guard, Miss Aaron. Everybody up."

They all stand up and salute Arc with their hands on their chests.

"Abyss, let's make it simple."

*

'…… this much power.'

Lord bites his lip.

Friendly soldiers fall into chaos before even starting the battle. Alerts in the Commander window raised status messages, such as how little fraud had been dropped. The deputies control the excited soldiers as they shout evil.

Rod immediately moves the commander's spear to examine Arc's status.

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Name: Arc the Round

Affiliation: Royal Caesar

Title: King

Race: Humans

Power Rating: (B)

Sole rating: (B +) *

Outline Rating: (B)

Political Grade: (B)

This class is B +.

Unique Ability: Successor of Crimson Flame.

Arc, from the knight family of Casar, famous for his white sword, was a well-known troublemaker. It was booming out of control of the flames, and it wasn't possible to even use the basic technique of lighting a sword. However, once we fully conceive of the power of the flames that we buried, we will all acknowledge that we were blessed with fire, not family mutations.

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'Monster.'

It was a simple admiration of Lord.

All grades are B +. As a whole, he was undoubtedly the best gamer in the world.

'Plus, when you look at the description of a unique ability, you think of it as just an aggressive ability, but it's just like dropping Meteor, right?'

If only I could use those broad unique abilities a few times. It was an ability to be vigilant.

As the chaos subsides, Lord Rod makes no hesitation to march his entire army in unison. I had to go into battle again before that giant fireball flew in and demoralized the soldiers.

While the infantry struggled, the fighters marched almost all the way back to the enemy camp. This was used to make a picture of the bucket.

But it wasn't just the Abyss that moved.

Is Arc moving his troops? '

You can see Kasar's troops retreating behind him. It wasn't that quick, but I felt order and balance in the way the soldiers' movements pretended to fit together beautifully. Rod's head quickly returns.

Are you running away? To escape the siege? '

However, in order to escape the siege, the cavalry would have mobilized troops when they moved. That order, which retreated in line with the main force's movements led by Lord, seemed merely intended to stay away from the main force here.

Rod closes his left eye and examines Casar's progress only through the spy's vision.

I knew it.

You can see the flames rising above the palm of the arc. He was preparing his own abilities.

'To buy time.'

Lord exclaims.

"Speed up your advance!"