It Seems I Came to Another World, Now What Should I Do

I presented the interception plan to Norwe, but it's hard to say that I've been able to present enough to overturn my suspicions.

"I don't know very well if you ask me with your mouth...... So you can take action against a lot of people?

Even the extraordinary genius of Norwegian is not understandable in terms of new tactics.

I have the board laid on the table and exercise earthly magic.

"This is... Castle the battlefield... do you?

On the table rises a box garden (georama) created by earthworks.

Countless offensive positions, stretched out on conflagrating flats. A trench that connects it endlessly.

Suitably create the pawns of the enemy army on a troop-by-unit basis and line them up over the boxyard.

"This gesture bow is special. Consider it possible to shoot straight out."

This soldier (Pawn) carries a weapon according to his race.

If you think it's a familiar landscape, it's an actuarial simulation war game in Japan.

"Right now, I'm assuming it's only around here that soldiers from 2,000 are available to meet."

Point to the space around the breakdown of the forest between Toluca and 'Lisatia' on the map.

"This is how we're going to replace that battlefield."

And, point to the boxyard.

"Large regiments are not accommodating. If this one faces an interception, it will have to be confronted."

The perimeter of the boxyard is surrounded by rock walls and cannot collapse so easily. In the future, we'll use this rock wall to build it in the rest stop.

"I don't have a scourge that's especially ear and eye. This operation fits, even if we know it."

In my words, Norweh nodded with two thoughts.

"I guess you don't want to let the royal side know the details. I have heard that you are in territorial custody. Apparently suspected of disloyalty."

A laugh comes up in the words. Doubt, doubt. The aim is to intimidate the royal family even as they bow their heads after the war.

"So let's enjoy the game lightly?

I have decided to entrust Norwe, a rare genius, with four times as many soldiers.

Now, from the highlands, I'll shoot you down.

"Isn't that right? You're gonna pierce the armor, right?

"Yes. Ah, this one moves with the walls and shields to prevent arrows"

"Mmmm!!

"Now at the foot of the soldier who has advanced this way..."

I show Norwe what I created with mine magic.

"This stuff gets tangled up"

Norweh, who was sticking around and poking at it, gives a desperate look.

"How much space is this?

It's the whole neighborhood.

I place a small, sprawling thing in the corner of the boxyard with Kurinku.

I saw how it went. Norweh covers her face and looks up at the ceiling.

"Are you sure you don't want a proper march?

"It's a one-sided game."

And the soldiers are out there, struggling everywhere. A new ambush appears behind the curtain commanding in the rear.

"Uh. No, let's wait. This is sloppy. It won't be a game!!

"That's right. Do it..."

Dust and laugh.

I'm ready now. I've gained experience killing people (orcs) who come to kill me.

I've pissed, and I'm ready to 'pray' to God.

Shaking a rattle in the corner of the room and begging for your life is a daily tea meal.

Then......

"It's a massacre."

To my laughter, Norweh, with a difficult expression for a moment, bites and breaks his face.

"This is it, this is the form of war"

"Yes. It's a new form of war that kills the whales of the Three Thousand Worlds. Sorcerer makes soldier one gear organically"

He moved the soldiers behind the curtain all the way and defeated the curtain.

"It's a feast of frenzy."

"Okay. I get it... If this..."

Norweh, overlooking the boxyard, tells him as harshly as God, overlooking the battlefield.

"I can win"

At the stage of alignment of consciousness, hand shakes are exchanged.

"Is there a problem with supplies?

"Some of it originally accumulates in 'Lisatia', and is it about the limit of arrowballs?

"Then let's undertake it here"

Norweh told him proudly as he slapped his chest firmly and forcefully.

"I'll do whatever the child can. That's what the parents do!!

What a noble thought it is to be subjected to such madness.

I bow my head strictly and take the most salute.

"Hey, what's going on!?

"Respect to be honored. It doesn't matter if you're a parent or a child. It is only the hand that hits the peril and can be reached that is the salvation of truth"

I flatter myself.

"Thank you so much"

Kneel at me like that, Norweh, taking my hand.

"Stop it. I don't even know him yet. He said it was his desire to protect it that counted."

and the sound of a knock that sounds at such a moment.

When the two of us turn to the door, the door is opened even though nobody has anything.

"Hmm. Was it being taken in?

Stick around and watch this one, watch the tabletop, meditate for a few moments, and dundee snorts.

"I thought I was in a hurry and I whipped my old bones and ran..."

When you think you stared at me like a prank, you look like a broken face.

"You don't seem to want it."

"Dear Rostee!?"

Two surprises, a wooden spirit.