Civilization Game

Meanwhile, Tia, one of the three armies of the Abyss Interceptor, was the last to hear that the Roseanne army was engaged with Casar.

“All troops, speed up your advance! I'm going to help Roseanne. ”

As the march speeds up, Tia's footsteps halt again. The Scout's report changed the situation.

“Soldier! I've found Caesar's camp! ”

Tia, who was on a white horse, comes down from the horse and throws her tousled golden hair behind her. The scout expressions a beautiful picture of a famous painting for a moment, but he gives her a cheerful look when his eyes meet her again.

“Are they different from the army Roseanne was facing? ”

“Yes! I couldn't find any fatigue on the soldiers' faces, and their armor was leaking without a trace of blood. They didn't look like they were at war. ”

“Did you find out who the opponent is? ”

“Yes! I checked with the general. This is Percival." ”

The Sage Guards, who were listening behind Tia's back, roar.

“Percival? You know the weapon? ”

“No, I've never heard that name before. I guess the first one is anonymous. ”

“Glad it wasn't Gawain or protection. ”

Tia's deputies were generally relieved.

“Soldier, what do you say? Would you like to go help Mr. Roseanne? Or……. ”

“The latter.”

Tia replied without listening.

“Where do you think you're going with an army of enemies? From now on, our troops will fight the Persians with all their might. ”

“Oh.”

“Here we go!”

The Sage Guards and their soldiers grumble with excitement.

“From now on, I will form an army. Tell me if you have any opinions. ”

The Sage Guards stayed by Tia's side and learned many tricks. Everyone gives their opinions, and the trend leans toward the raid on the camp. This side has found the enemy, and it seems that the enemy has not yet noticed the presence of our troops, so let's save the advantage.

“…… hmm. ”

Tia, who was listening to the Sage Guards, took a note out of her pocket and spread it out.

“What is it? ”

“This is the profile of the Kasar generals we've been investigating. ”

Tia is reading the profile thoroughly, and a curious female Sage Guard asks.

“Soldier, isn't it time to think about how to attack the enemy's forces? Why are you looking so closely at the information of the Master? ”

Tia looks at her in the note and smiles.

“Even Mainland once had similar questions. ”

“…… Yes? ”

“I threw it to the duchess just like you asked. It was difficult to understand the prince who digged too deep about the 'character’ when he had to figure out how to defeat the enemy army in front of him. ”

“Then for now……. ”

“I can understand. ”

She nods.

“To win the war, there is no need to think separately from strategy. War is a human being, especially one with a strong influence to instruct soldiers. Commanders' styles are always exposed to the military. Therefore, focusing on people is an effort to identify the enemy's disposition. ”

“I'll engrave it on my teaching chest. So who is this opponent, Percival? ”

Tia looks back at the note.

“Well, you've only just joined the Cazar army. No, I don't think it's been that long since I held a sword. He's in his mid- to late teens. I became a general of a country during a time when I had to learn as a deputy. It looks like Arc is empowering inside, and I too will be full of confidence. ”

She puts the paper back in her pocket.

“I've decided.”

“What do you mean? ”

“A ruse against Percival forces. ”

“Ver, you mean it already? ”

Tia swipes her head in the breeze, replacing her with a shiny smile. The Sage Guards blushed without my knowledge.

*

As a ‘General’, Percival was more excited than ever before about his first battle. Anyone who is now the hottest man in Casar will speak his name. He became a knight at the age of 16 and a general in command at the age of 17. Percival thought he was taking a career that reminded him of when she was a "Knight of the Ice" girl, or a career that was even greater than that of a knight of the Ice.

Arc risked many people's opposition and seated himself in the position of a young general. I wanted to repay Arc with all the trust and killing power he showed me. How happy would he be to go up to the royal capital after the war and sacrifice his head in front of Arc? And what will the congregation look like against their appointment? It was a pleasant sight to imagine.

After the appointment of a general, Ark gave Percival the right to an army of his own. When this news came to light, young and promising knights swooped in like clouds and took up their post. Once upon a time, some of the greatest knights who had ever heard the name bowed their heads and said, "General! General! ’As I followed myself, Percival felt like he was floating in the sky. This is power, and this is power. But Percival decided not to let his guard down. His greatest goal was Arc's approval, not power. He was always thirsty for recognition.

One of the deputies said as he finished preparing for camp.

“General, why don't you throw a small banquet to encourage the headmasters?" ”

Percival agreed to it coolly. Soon after, there was a banquet at the commander's tent. He was often surrounded by young knights who were distinguished from established knights. They refused to be tied to knights and honor under the influence of the Arc, and remained free and informal.

They were young in their 20s and 30s, and had a variety of personalities. They even showed their own symbols through dressing, modifications and armor that were not allowed to be decorated, saying they were originally symbolic of the knight's soul. And in here, the youngest knight, Percival, ruled them.

“Thank you all for your strength. ”

Percival raises his glass.

“Many look forward to the failure of our young knights within Casar. Let's put up a big ball and flatten their noses. ”

“Yes! Yes! You mean this!”

“If it's not the neck of Rod Polentia or Tia Grandinet, it doesn't belong in the castle. ”

“Excellent! I wish there was such a young and vibrant army in Casar's history. All thanks to General Percival! ”

“Of course! You're the future Master Knight. ”

The knights cast a blasphemous word. Percival raises his glass with a big smile.

“Here we go. Cheers. To the neck of Lord Polentia! ”

“To!”

“Hahahaha!”

As a drink or two began to pour in, a man walked inside while the commander's tent was buzzing.

“…… ugh! ”

Everyone's expression stiffens and the tent is rapidly silent. This man, with a beard in his late 40s, is currently the second-in-command commander of the Percival Army. In his appearance, 'Erai. Some muttered openly,’ Drink up. '

“... these bastards! ”

As he roars, the young knights wince and notice.

“What the hell are you doing in the middle of enemy territory? Please grow up, you bastards! This is a war for the country. We're not here to enjoy camping like children! After the knight reform, I started calling him a dog or a sona knight. ”

He lets out a nag without breathing for ten minutes. Then the furious gaze shifted to Percival. Percival flinches his shoulders as the commander thumps. The knight sitting next to you snorts and mutters in a loud voice.

“... Phew, some generals aren't strong enough. I can't handle one of the chiefs. ”

Percival's face that heard the muttering turned red.

“General! What the hell are you doing? ”

The manager shouted.

“Do you have an idea? Are you sure you don't have it? We have a lot of time before it gets dark, but we've already ordered a camp! The soldiers are making a camp while they're struggling, but they're gathering the shepherds to make a drink! General, please be alert! ”

Percival opens his mouth with a stiff face.

“Now, that was rude of you to advise the general. ”

“ ……. ”

The supervisor glanced at him with a chewy look, and he was sweating on Percival's back. I couldn't just treat him because he was sent by Arc. Why did Arc let us march as much as he wanted, and sent an old article like this to the second place? I couldn't understand.

However, the commander took a sigh and stood up straight and saluted. The other knights giggle, breathing heavily. The knight, who was crouching next to me, smiled and patted Percival on the back. Percival suddenly shrugs. Yeah, I'm the best here. I became a general by the command of Arc. No one can oppose me.

“Are you satisfied with this? But I have to talk to you about this old man. ”

“Now, wait a minute. I did it because I had an idea. ”

Percival raises his arms and restrains his words. After deciding to hold a banquet, I poured out the ambassador I was still thinking about.

“We caught the camp early because we're only a few miles from our goal, Wigdrasil. I will rest the soldiers early today and leave at dawn tomorrow to fight the Elves. And how many times have you emphasized the importance of fraud? Rest well, and the soldiers will fight better the next day. All of this is for combat in the best condition and the best morale. ”

“... Phew. ”

The manager trembles in anger. I can't believe you have to take a clueless kid like this as a general. I resent Arc for sending me here.

“I understand.”

The manager admitted that Percival, the knights, and his face brightened.

“But I have to get this straight. ”

He shakes his glass on the table and says,

“The sun is still rising in the sky. Are you really standing around drinking before the war to promote fraud? And only a few of the guys in this room have been promoted to fraud, so what does that mean? ”

“... Ugh. ”

Percival and the knights eventually did not escape the shadow of the nagging. The chief's shouting is exploding again.

“General! General! ”

A soldier rushes into the tent.

“We've got trouble! We're under attack!”

“Excuse me?”

Percival jumps to his feet.

“…… you're finally here! Abyss!”

The time has come to raise the ball.

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Beauty. Well, do you want to start in a favorable situation? In the beginning, the concept of the work was, "How does a game-breaker survive in the worst situations? 'And Abyss is located in the middle of a continent surrounded by six countries. Positions that survive geographic conditions rather than aggression. It's hard to make the first major except in special situations like Arogetsu. Well, maybe that's my style after all these background settings. I think it's better to see the process of constantly throwing the protagonist into crisis than to fight the enemy in a crowded, comfortable situation.

Altenia/Hic; it's getting harder to communicate!

That hurt. That's a lot of fraud.

Doremi Pasol/Thank you for the good advice! Let's try to make the rod move more actively.

T-Stone/Second B +!

- Nialla Totep. - Wait, the Lord is Loricom. If the Lord is infantilized... But the materials are fun! Consider it an exhibition!

remedie/razor...?

- Nothings. - Well, you didn't see the profit? In the middle of the second half, intelligence played a decisive role. We never had much intelligence until Martin, Arogetzjeon, Casarge or the Alliance War, and we've had a lot of enemies behind our backs, Lord Lord. But in the late part of the year, the role of intelligence was reduced, because the opponent is Serena and Arc. They both know that the strength of Abyss is intelligence, and that blocking information is a prerequisite for the fight against Abyss. That's why we've managed to block or evade information somehow, reducing the area where it's relatively active.

Park Sung Bin/Spice Action Adventure… Actually, spies are very boring tasks (sneaking, sneaking around, waiting waiting), so I need to think about a scene. Thanks for your feedback!

@ Loaria

It's said to be @ Hayden/Quadruple, but it's not actually playing all four songs. It simplifies the notes of existing songs, sets them against the background, and plays a key song. Double: 1 +1, Triple: 0.5+0.5+1

(In fact, if you leave all these background settings out... it's fantasy that a skilled prosecutor can slaughter an enemy nine times at a time; damn; sorry!)

@ Bug/blah blah blah blah Roseanne Every time I do a concert, the SS gets violent!