Civilization Game

After speaking with Root's chief, their interests were clear.

The chief cooperates with food and road planning.

Lord has sent the people of the Route to the top of the wall to stand guard in exchange for supplies. You spread the Abyss' flags as if you were looking up at the castle. Then you put the Abyss' armor on them and put their helmets over their faces.

Then, every night, he kept pushing his troops back to the rear gate.

While the majority of the Abyss army quickly escaped the castle, the troops on the wall seemed to be intact, both first and last. Even in Alveheim, I didn't see much movement.

In addition, he operated a Star Battalion to keep tension from wandering around the Elven Forest and showed movement to draw the Elves away, such as burning the forest or shooting arrows.

'That's enough for now. Of course, you will soon notice that even if you do....'

You have a sly smile on Lord's mouth.

'You're not moving. Isn't that right?'

*

Elven Forest.

Alveheim advance.

In the middle of the forest, the sound of grass worms and the rumbling of birds resound in peace. A dazzling sunshine was pouring down on the ground like the blessing of God among the densely held tall trees.

A player in Albheim, Flora sits naked in the shade of a tree, enjoying the smell of fresh grass. A wavy blonde hair and a sharp elven ear were revealed in between. On her head was a crown that symbolizes the queen and a vase of white flowers.

You hear the rustling sound of grass trampling through the trees. Soon, two elven women with pink hair appeared and knelt on one knee.

"Your Majesty."

Flora opens her eyes slowly as she calls out to her.

"Welcome. Is there anything you need to report?"

On the right of the two elves, a woman with a ponytail tied with a floral embellishment opened her mouth.

"I have nothing in particular to report except that human provocation continues. They're still trapped inside the castle."

This time, the elf on the left, the woman with her hair tied on both sides, opened her eyes.

"Flora. How long do we have to endure this insult? Those Humans don't look so tough. Let's get out there and root them out! Huh?"

Flora smiles calmly.

"There's no reason for us to go out and fight. Lin."

"But they continue to annoy me! A humble human subject!"

"Lynn. I told you not to call humans that, right?"

"... Hehe, but it's true that it's humble!"

Flora smiles faintly. I tried in my own way, but I couldn't see any improvement in the hatred of the Elves. I've given up flora halfway. Rather than integrating with other races, I was stranded on protecting the rights of humans to a noble Elves policy.

'… well, by the way, is Mr. Abyss still at the root?'

Abyss must have known from the beginning that this side would survive in the Elven Forest, a country of great intelligence. Nevertheless, he led 6,000 troops to Namhae. It seemed to me that the only intention was to go to war.

If you were planning to go to another alliance, it would be common sense to divide the troops from the beginning and send them to the alliance, then prepare the waters in their castles with the remaining troops. The way to get the entire force across the border and capture the route and then retreat to support the allies was a waste of food, health and time. Moreover, their alliance disadvantages over time.

But it was also strange to think that Abyss had come to fight. They take the roots and stay there, with all the power they've brought with them.

"Renee."

Flora sees her sister, the Phonetail Elf.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Has their defensive force remained constant?"

"Yes, the numbers are still there."

"…… hmm."

Nothing seems to be wrong. They are operating a small group of troops to pull this way, and the defenders of the castle are the same.

But it still smelled like shit.

The longer you drag it, the better this side will be. And yet, 6,000 men who came to fight remain silent in the castle. I had to show them something.

'Or is this about getting us involved, too?'

We're in trouble. Our scouts are being ambushed by a group of scouts heading out to scout the Abyss' network. The Pokémon cannot be used against the Pokémon in spy warfare. That's why you can only see the defensive's trends, and you can't know what you're doing inside the route.

"Your Majesty, order."

Linne bows her head. Flora said at the end of her worry.

"Let's keep an eye on things a little longer."

In the end, Flora chose to maintain the phenomenon.

Their alliance is in a hurry, and Alveheim has not lost a thing by holding this position. It may be their goal to keep the anxiety and force them out of the forest.

And most of all,

Even if we could sneak troops out of the Abyss now and send them towards the other allies.

'… we are not harmed.'

In fact, from the very beginning, each of these strategies was a structure that only Alveheim would lose.

Alveheim played a role in holding Abyss at risk of causing variables. Meanwhile, his two allies relaxed and planned to take down their territory and annihilation bonuses and help Alvehem defeat the Abyss together after the cleanup is complete. With the two players in favor of this operation, she couldn't resist. It wasn't like there was any other way.

But it was a question of whether they would really help with a pure alliance ritual. It was either a crucial moment to swallow the annihilation bonus or to ask for a share of the profits.

'Then you have to take care of your own.'

If a portion of Abyss' troops slip away to the other side, he will be able to relax. Take that gap and turn it into aggression and swallow the Abyss.

'It's not just exploited. I'll be the last to laugh.'

*

The first two sides were Aland and Opectus.

The Stormhole was a wooden fortress built solely from wood and natural rock walls in the first Node region of Aland. The magical fire bombardment of the wizards collapsed overnight.

Afterwards, Opectus decided to leave the second Node territory a little further away and go straight to the capital, Silver Citadel.

And the final gateway to the capital, the Steel Canyon.

A narrow, steep canyon on its right and left, and the Celestial Fortress built on its path. From here, Opectus and Aland are in full combat.

"Fire!"

Glug! The flamethrowers across the sky, leaving their black tails blurry, rush towards the fortress. Kwaang! Kwang! Every time a fireball strikes, the keep trembles and excellence falls from the rubble.

The soldiers inside scream.

"Hehe, the bombing is over! Repair the fort!"

"This fortress has never been breached in history! We can't leave a stain on our own team!"

Within the keep, dwarves and humans were hauling ammunition and materials, repairing the fort, and taking out enemies clinging to the walls.

"Huff! Huff!

A redheaded dwarf with a hot beard sighs and points a gun out of the fortress wall. I can see Opectus' enemies swarming black. He tries to light the ignition line, but the barrel is too long to get out of position.

"Erai, this is for humans!"

He throws his gun away and says,

"Where did you put mine?"

"Hey, bro! Look out!"

Hearing that, the dwarf turns around. You see fireballs flying through the ruins of the fortress.

"Here she comes again!"

He throws himself back and shouts.

"Everyone sucks!"

Kuaaang! The fireballs are pounding on the wall again. There were flames everywhere. The dwarf gets hit by a fragment and rolls around.

Kuku Kung!

This time, the floor upstairs collapsed and several people fell out of the sugar cane. Only after the commotion, the noise stops.

"Welcome to our floor, my friends."

The red-haired dwarf said.

"Huff, huff, huff! What's wrong with Wool's wife?"

"Brothers! Shoot one more shot, hammer one more time, while you're talking!"

"Ouch, ouch! What do you do if you block it with a tree? That magic is falling apart!"

"Are you just going to let go? You don't have to do anything!"

Dwarves and Humans gallop around the keep, insulting each other. Inside the Keep, the Repairmen and the Defenders divide into two groups.

Particularly important was the role of the Suri. They bring the materials with them as they come, blocking the fallen walls, and repairing fortress equipment that is not operated by enemy attacks.

A fortress in the Steel Canyon is said to be built up by ancient civilizations, with a variety of equipment built into it that modern science cannot make. Of course, after a long time, the equipment was too worn out to operate.

I've already tried repairing the keep several times, but every time I fail. It only worked for a short time after completing the repair.

But this fortress is now the final burial ground of Aland. Once this place is breached, it's the Silver Citadel. The scientists of Aland hold together, forcibly powering the fort and firing bullets at the defensive gear. Then, when destroyed by enemy magic, you bring it back inside and repeat the repairs.

"It's the Opectus!"

The fortress is lined up and the men of Opectus climb over the wall. Some soldiers came up on the fourth floor where they were.

"What a mess!"

"Leave it to me!"

A scientist in a white robe appears in the middle of the battlefield. He straps the accumulator behind his back and holds the handle of the metal rod connected to it in his hand. A soldier of Opectus, coming up the stairs below, sees him and rushes toward him.

"Taste it!"

The man touches the soldier with his staff. An electric soldier staggers and falls to the ground.

"Hahahaha! Did you see that?!"

"Hey, bro! There's another one up ahead."

The man runs out on a single step and stabs the soldier who was climbing up the wall with a rod. He said, "Shhh! 'I fell down the wall screaming. The man looks down at the enemies outside the walls and laughs frantically.

"Did you see that! You ignorant fools! This is what electricity is! Hahahahahaha!"

- Cole Lightning.

Knng!

A stream of blue electricity floods in and devastates the surrounding radius. With the attack, the body of the man with the electric rod disappears everywhere.

"... Huff!"

"... Hehe!"

The people who watched him were silent, biting his lips.

And perfectus advance.

"Hmmm."

The aged wizard lowers his hand and gazes at the enchanted place. He was the best fit for the image of "The Great Wizard." It was a fluffy robe, dressed in white eyebrows, beard to bridge, and magical armor.

"Howard!"

Colin Rolling, the player of Opectus, approaches him.

"Don't waste your magic on weird places. Just help me with this party spell you're making."

"Hahaha! I'm sorry, tower master! There's a cheapskate who stands out and feeds me shit."

He smiles and turns away.

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I sometimes hear stories that I wish I had a map, so I'm going to try to make a map of Eden! I think I'll have the results by tomorrow.

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