Kuro no Maou

The general of the crusader aristocracy, Count Bergunt, was in a hurry.

"- When it's time, the rebellion of the demons will heal! What is Luchrome doing, the activities of those abominable thieves are not only calming, but rather on the way to intensification"

The insurgency throughout the territory by the remnants of the Daedalus army has prevented Bergunt from issuing a GO sign for the Fortress of Galahad offensive.

Alsace Fortress is already complete, full of soldiers and supplies, ready for battle. No, it was neat, should I say?

"Our army is still taking on the crackdown on the rebellion in western Daedalus, near Alsace. The damage to the people of the U.N. by the hypocerebral demons is minor."

The army, it just costs money to move. But what he would spare more than a little military funding was' time '.

"… Already, there has been a great deal of madness in the original invasion plan. Originally, instead of Galahad, he said he was flying the flag of the cross in the royal castle of Sparda! That's why we haven't been able to take a step further than Alsace by the bouncing trails of those clever demons!

How foolish, and irritating, Bergunt wears beautifully caressed dark green hair.

"The eastern part of Pandora, where this Daedalus is located, is said to get quite a bit of snow in the winter. In a month or so, you might see the first snow."

Bergunt so rough that his men would not want to come very close if they saw it, but the voice of the man who was called to him is light everywhere.

"What a heartwarming thing to say, Monsignor Gregorius! It's too late to wait for spring, it's too late!

As if you hadn't read the air, you can have a thin laugh in a light tone, because you have the status of bishop more than equal to Count Bergunt.

Bishop Gregorius, who deposits the great army sent by Cardinal Mercedes to Pandora, laughs blatantly, narrowing further the fox-like details.

"It's all right, why don't we just wait for spring and attack in the winter"

"Stupid!

Bergunt's voice becomes even rougher to irresponsible dialogue as if it were other personnel.

"How many opponents, such as challenging a fortress set in an extremely cold snowy mountain, is only a fool, albeit a demon tribe!

General Winter, don't you even know the word? Even a freshman at the Knights School said he could understand the dangers of waging a war in the middle of winter.

"But if you don't have time, you can't help it. Then can you? If we wait until spring, the soldiers will be able to stay warm, but what about your neck?

Ultimately, that's why Bergunt sticks to time.

Bergunt is not the wacko who came on the Pandora expedition alone. They are sending as coalition forces, consigned by the nobles of the Sinclair Republic, not to worship the aftermath of the successful occupation of Daedalus.

What the Sinclair nobility wants is to occupy a new country and territory at an early stage, as the Crusaders led by the Seventh Apostle Saliel have fallen Daedalus in one place. The reasons and thoughts vary, but in other words, there is no doubt that the shallow desire of a human being to want profit as soon as possible is underlying.

And Count Bergunt was aware of it, rather, he promised himself an early settlement to become a general.

That is how he carried the expectations of the aristocracy all by himself, and came to Pandora with such a large army that there was no shortage in the fortress's offensive.

But if we wait for next spring like this, over six months from arrival, we have not achieved anything just by preparing for the war. Whatever reason there may be, it will not convince the nobles of the country.

Bergunt, judged incompetent, must be altered and soon a new general, a nobleman proud of the same battle, will come. Those who will then be cauldrons will soon be able to begin a Galahad Fortress offensive strategy, keeping intact the Alsace Fortress, built by Bergunt with his heart and soul, as well as tens of thousands of intact soldiers and fortified munitions.

That makes no sense. It can be called the work of a servant, no, a slave, in this, such as being entrusted only with preparation and the good is taken by another.

We pride ourselves on being perfectly ready to attack, but no one appreciates that. Because if you don't win the war, you will never be exposed to the sun, no matter how good your strength or track record is.

"Damn... you still mean we have to set it up now..."

The demonic rebellion is too dangerous to leave alone. If you do poorly, you may be robbed of the Alsace Fortress by the arrow tip you paid for the offensive strategy.

If that were to happen, the demons might take Alsace as a new base to rewind the takeover of territory, not to mention the fact that the outgoing self-armies would be sandwiched and wiped out by the Daedalus remnants and the Spartans.

That means that even the survival of Daedalus territory, which the Crusaders should have put in their hands, will be jeopardized. Very one general's fault, then it is an unacceptable damage.

But it is inevitable that your own ruin will be avoided if you sit and wait. Then it was a natural choice to take a chance, even at the risk.

It's a bitter decision, but Bergunt gives a ready look.

"Haha, what are you in a hurry, Uncle Bergunt? I thought you came all the way here to solve that problem!

Gregorius, who literally laughs off that determination. Its eyes are like looking at a boy of his age who suffers from trivial things.

"I hear about the 'White Trail' … but I borrowed a suspicious soldier created by a suspicious experiment, and there's no way it's going to be a fundamental solution"

The place where the two of them are now is the Church's research organization, The Secret Site of the White, Laboratory IV, built using the entire media site, its geofront, located near Daedalus.

To welcome a noble figure named Bishop and Count, a rigid stone room that is too impeccable is not worthy, but if you think it was part of the dungeon than it was, you would still be superior.

There is no decorative shard with each chair sitting against each other, a scattered table of materials, or a pragmatic focus used by researchers.

It is difficult to say that in this reception room, just wide, it is the Bishop's coat of law, which is to be dressed with glitter, and the Earl of the military costume, which has always been decided upon by Bisi, who is instead a floating presence.

Still, I took my feet this far from Fortress Alsace to borrow a soldier named 'Divine Soldier', developed by 'The White Trail', for the purpose of helping to boost the power of the war at all.

Most importantly, Bergunt doesn't have all that much anticipation as a force for doll soldiers who aren't sure if it's me (Simobe), the necromancer, or the summoner (Summoner) user demon (Servant), made by hard-headed researchers.

If Gregorius hadn't asked me out, I wouldn't have bothered to come.

"Rest assured, Uncle Bergunt"

Illuminated by the light magic proofs that made him feel slightly dim, Gregorius spoke to the troubled Count of Lamb in what was a priestly serene narrative.

"The demonic rebellion will soon fully converge"

"... how can you say all that?

"The purpose of the recent insurgency here was not to recapture the capital, but to rescue Garvinal's orphan, the prince of Daedalus, who was housed in this Fourth Institute. Well, the prospect is that the other day's raid failed, and it's already crushed."

"No, but... there must be quite a few remnants of the army, enough to leave the raid once, and you're too optimistic to decide it's going to be devastated?

"No, it's really almost wiped out, this is it. What struck this place was also the cadre of the Daedalus Army, an elite force at the core of the rebels. Well, how many are there, like, two thousand?"

With 2,000 elites as the main force, Bergunt immediately understood that the more positive units to be rampaged everywhere - the more reasonable the number of troops would be as an expected latent force.

Even if not, if you say all the former generals who were partitioning the insurgency are dead, the collapse of the organization is certain. In the true sense, they will be the U.N. crowd.

"Still, that information didn't come into my ear?

"Because it's really recent. Besides, the guards and adventurers who fought off the raid, who were in the lab's defense, well, the very organization" The White Trail "doesn't provide much information about this, but it's huge. Whatever, Bishop Judas almost repelled him by himself, or so much so that he would tell a joke in the face! Ha ha! Anyway, in the near future, I think we'll be publicizing what a crusader squad led by Lord Saliel has done so well in the first place." The Secret of White "would mean selling the Crusaders' handles to facilitate more research."

As it were, if we listened to Gregorius, who continues to speak with a perky and truly well-rounded mouth, we could understand and convince ourselves that there was already no doubt about the destruction of the rebels, such as the fact that the bodies of nearly two thousand Daedalus soldiers have already been used here as new research material, from the executives we have captured, that we have already drawn information about the rebels, etc.

"... I see the possibilities."

Daedalus' insurgency disturbance will be completely resolved in a few moments. The worries of the hindsight were turned down.

But as for the time to start the strategy, it's critical, no, already, it'll be pretty tough.

Siege warfare is prone to long-term warfare unless the opponent shoots so badly. Several examples of continuing the siege on a year-by-year basis emerge if Sinclair's history of war is unravelled.

If the fortress does not fall lightly in the first attack, there is a danger that the attack will be prolonged to some extent. If the confluence schematics can be made, winter will soon arrive and the soldiers will be trapped in a white prison named Snowstorm in that steep Galahad Mountains.

"That's not all we're talking about. I don't keep important soldiers under Cardinal Mercedes just because of my status as bishop. I'm not proud of it, but I still have some sense of war."

"Hmm, so to speak, you see my troubles, too, right?

"Yeah, I suppose so. As a matter of fact, even if it snows, I'm just ready to continue the siege."

Niyali, the more visible the phonetic word, Gregorius fishes up the corner of his mouth and smiles.

"Did you know that Daedalus had waged several wars on neighboring Sparda?

"Well, for the crowd. The king of dragons called Garvinal said he had ambitions for continental unity. Trying to rule only by force is utterly ridiculous."

"But he meant it. That's why I do, I'm just ready to let Sparda really fall."

"... No way"

"By repeated defeats, Dragon King Garvinal said that his belly, the human prime minister, oh, this man had already harmed himself, but anyway, he incorporated his prophecy and prepared one. It's about securing the barracks necessary for a long war."

Garvinal was an identical figure to the demonic king the man of the Sinclair Republic envisioned.

Of course, the powerful and horrible race of dragons is particularly true of his obsession with 'old ways of fighting' such as showdown and one-on-one battle between generals.

There were as many gaps as there were. Therefore, I lost to Sparda.

"This includes preparing for winter combat."

But it seemed that Garvinal had finally bent his faith and accepted the Chancellor's admonition.

If the Crusaders' invasion had been next year, the first modern siege battle in its Daedalus history would have taken place.

"What Daedalus' streets were so widely and well maintained for the Demonic Nation was, of course, the assumption that the march would be smooth, as would the transport of the barracks. In addition, Daedalus has fur coats, gloves and boots that serve as winter gear for soldiers. In order to keep warm, you were also studying the magical junction of fire attributes that generates heat extensively. Oh, yeah, there were other dortos with white hair that I kept for snow removal. Hey, it's something interesting to think about inside, you know, the Demons."

That explanation exceeded Bergunt's expectations. The more you listen, the more likely you are to be able to run a winter battle. Demon tribe, and although I had insulted him at the bottom of my heart, from what I heard, he seemed quite prepared to be around ready.

Undesirable Luck - No, maybe this is the guide of the White God. Thinking of it, the Seventh Apostle Saliel said to himself:

"I hope the Spartan offense starts soon, too. Count Bergunt, God bless you."

Yes, that must have been a precursor. Just a priest says, it's nothing but a decision complaint, but if an apostle closer to God than a man says, it's not strange that he's truly given 'God's blessing'.

Until earlier, the feeling of being stood on a pinch of absolute desperation with no aftermath now seems like a great opportunity that my success was promised.

"Excellent information, thank you, Bishop. Instead of possibilities, we now clearly see hope."

"Hey, haha, it's too early to say thank you, Uncle Bergunt. The reason I invited you here was because I wanted to introduce you to something. So why don't you take a look at that first"

Is there anything else? In the tone of the bishop, who is so full of confidence, Bergunt also has high expectations of reactions.

"It should be something that Bishop Judas, the developer himself, should be proud of, but now that he's away from his seat, I'll let him introduce and explain it to you in a different way. Now, take a look -"

Gregorius squeaks his hands gently, much to his great admiration.

In the interest of confidentiality, neither the companion of the difference nor, let alone the researcher is present in the room.

But it seemed to be a definite signal, and some actuating sound sounded like a crisp,

At the next moment, one side of the room's wall slowly began to slide as it played a tall, blunt metal sound that opened the rusty iron door.

When he was young, Bergunt had dived into a ruin-shaped dungeon as part of his training. Gimmicks in which walls move in this way are common in ancient ruins with advanced magic mechanisms, which are not reproducible in modern times.

A young man's failure to inadvertently activate some device and the wall moved and split from the party inadvertently passed his brain.

But such memories of the day of his presence soon disappear from his mind. Beyond the open wall, with the incredible sight there.

"No way... this is!?

There was a giant steel mannequin.

Cylindrical, dimensional body with short legs and long arms. The big red eye (mono-eye) shines on his head. It is very similar to the work golem used in the construction of the Alsace Fortress as well.

But its size is out of standard. The work golems that could be seen in the field, such as whether the smaller ones reach two meters or five meters no matter how big. Even so, the size of the sole standing on the other side of the open wall is superior to ten meters. There could be twice as many golems for work, no, more than three times as big as this.

Only at a glance can we discern it as a big mess, but the researchers who are busily going out at the foot of that giant are subject to just the right comparison, and only the overwhelming size is clearly impressed.

But above all, what amazes me is how many such giant golems stand side by side with the unevenness.

This room is higher than the space lined with golems, just high enough to look down that size, which can be estimated to be about five or six stories high.

Looking at it from here with such a good view, the giant golem has six planes per row in the sidelines, which goes on in four rows, and it turns out that a total of twenty-four planes also exist.

"What do you think, it would be spectacular in there. How does" Enchanted Golem "stand? It's big, it's cool, if you're a man, you still feel romantic about huge things!

Yeah, yeah, and Gregorius exaggerates and expresses his white thoughts. But Bergunt can't afford to just worry about it.

Because his dark green eyes only show the overwhelming body of a metal body that emits a dull glow.

"All of that was unearthed in this media ruin. Half of them were already excavated and the other half was found by Bishop Judas from a hidden warehouse, he said. I guess Garvinal was thinking about using this as well, but it seemed like a heavy load for a Daedalus mage. Hey, if there were twelve planes like this in the battle for the Gold Run, we'd lose."

Now that we have won, it is a story that can be done with jokes.

But instead of disparaging the Daedalus magician who didn't even get the golem up and running, this place should praise the high technical skill of "The White Trail," which I let finish in just a few months.

The fact that light is shining on that mono-eye is a testament to the fact that its fuselage passes through energy-sourced magic and is ready to start.

"He wants us to see it for two months before we use it in action, including running and operating experiments on all aircraft and preparing pilots. Just at the beginning of the Dark Moon, there will be quite a bit of snow, but if you can put all this golem into a siege, I was wondering if the odds are good enough."

"... really, okay?

It seems Gregorius is not so dull as to give a dumb reply as to what. Give the answer as expected, as it sounds if you hit it.

"Bishop Judas has already promised to provide this Enchanted Golem twenty-four aircraft to the Crusader's Sparda offensive. I'm keeping a message from Uncle Bergunt that I want him to make the most of it, yes."

"Right."

"Yeah, they've got some other god-soldiers who made the final adjustments, some air combat units made out of Daedalus's flying dragons, and, yes, some kind of chimeric soldier based on those 2,000 rebels."

"Right, right! Ha-ha-ha! I won! I can win this, no, any incompetence, there can't be so much force and you can't win!!

Bergunt, laughing high with a full smile, looks like he hasn't heard additional explanations from Gregorius at the earliest. But nevertheless the bishop said with a smile like before the enlightened followers of Meng.

"Looks like you're satisfied, fortunately. Thank you, Uncle Bergunt, for your attack on Fortress Galahad."