The next morning, Amon, the demon who had taken over the body of the former general, was coming to the Knight of Hart and Fire, who guarded the formation of the private army.
"I didn't know humans would use so much advanced magic... and so many, alone"
Amon was impressed with Hart's magic.
"I did a shame. I would have been a wonderful, strong, noble soul. But because they used slave bracelets? Your soul is useless."
Hart's soul appears to have been hurt by slave bracelets, and Amon was unable to interfere with Hart's soul.
Move in front of Hart, where Amon is facing outside the formation, to see what he looks like.
"Hmm? You, what if you noticed me?
Hart's gaze didn't fit Ammon, but he somehow felt like he was being explored for his magic as he was embarking on the body of the former general.
"Do you realize my presence while being enslaved... you still excelled at the original body"
Amon touches Hart's body directly and tries to interfere with his soul.
─, but Hart's soul still seemed completely destroyed and did not accept Amon's interference.
"Chip, now you can't even take your soul...... well, good. I want you to work for me in the future."
With that said, Amon returned to the center of the formation.
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After noon that day, a hundred thousand Apristos National Army crossed the border of Alheim to join the private army of the Fifth Prince.
One of the three National Army commanders in Apristos, General Left, leads the National Army.
General Left had received a secret order from the King.
Kill the Fifth Prince in Alheim.
If it had been the case, the prince would have died losing to the Border Guard or been held captive, without the need for General Left to lay down his hand.
But the Prince was able to infiltrate Al-Haem by interlocking with the former General of the National Army, allowing the Border Guard to strike at the most debilitating hour and invade the country safely.
General Left got that information and worked out a new plan to kill the prince. At the instigation of the prince, he causes the prince and the private army to invade Alheim before the national army.
Though the private army is 3,000 men and widows, it should be able to be used to exhaust the soldiers of Alheim somewhat.
And it would be nice if the Prince died in that attack.
Assuming you don't die, you can let your men kill you out of the war.
With that in mind, General Left decided to rendezvous with the private army. The place to rendezvous is the prairie overlooking the capital of King Alheim.
"... what do you mean, there aren't supposed to be 3,000 private troops?
General Left, who confirmed the appearance of the private army, confirms nearby.
"Yes, it should..."
The proximity also gets stuck in words. Approximately 13,000 soldiers lined up and lined up in front of General Left.
Three thousand of them were human beings.
This is Prince V's private army.
And the other 10,000...
"What's wrong with my eyes? They look like they're burning."
They are knights with roaring burning spears in their hands and their whole bodies wrapped in flames.
It was a knight of fire created by Hart.
"General Left! Well done for coming."
"Your Highness."
The Fifth Prince came to General Left.
General Left kneels down and shows only respect for form.
"Did you hear anything from your father?
"Yes, your word is to fight with His Highness's private army and destroy the Elves."
Working with private armies is a lie.
The purpose of General Left was to exterminate Alheim in order to obtain the world tree, and to make the Fifth Prince deceased.
"Right! That's comforting."
Knowing nothing, the prince honestly rejoiced in the words of General Left.
"Um... I'm in front of His Highness's private army, what are the knights? Magic, is it?
"Oh, is that it? That's the power of my friend's servants."
That's what the prince called the former general.
"He's our collaborator."
"I'll see you first. I was a general in the national army in Alheim. I was dismissed from my position, and now I want revenge for that country."
"Oh well. I thank Your Highness for your help. So, are those knights your magic? It looks like there's about 10,000 of them..."
"It's the power of my servants. There were about a thousand of them, but they were ambushed earlier. In order to show the enemy that it is useless to ambush them, there are fewer (...) and more (...) and more (...)."
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A few minutes before the Apristos National Army rendezvous, Salion and Tina, Luke and Lucin came to take Hurt.
With the ultimate magic Luke narrowed his range and increased his power, he made a path to blowing up dozens of flaming knights, who were in front of Hurt.
Through there, Tina and Leucine cram into Hurt all at once.
While Lucin was holding the Horseman of Fire, Tina cast a restraint magic on Hart.
The restraint magic that Tina, level 250, earnestly put on, was easily thwarted by Hurt.
But Tina and the others assumed it, too.
Hart has to be conscious of breaking the magic of restraint, at that moment...
Salion, who was erasing signs, attacked the slave bracelet from Hart's blind spot.
Even if you can't restrain Hart, if you break the slave bracelet, Hart was supposed to stop.
Salion's attack did hit the slave bracelet.
─ ─ But that didn't break.
At Ammon's behest, Hart placed multiple magical barriers on the slave's bracelet.
The operation failed and the Horseman of Fire pressed against the hurried Sallions.
On the verge of being completely besieged, Luke shot his second ultimate magic into the Flaming Knights, and the Sallions managed to escape to the King's Capital by breaking through the area where the siege had diminished.
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"Even a thousand people broke through, didn't they? I just added more of that stuff, doesn't it make sense?"
General Left asks the former general.
"Those who stormed us were unusual. There were people who could use the ultimate magic, and Tina-Harribel came."
"Ultimate Magic!? Yes, no, did I say Tina-Harribel more than that? The legendary elf who defeated the Demon King with the brave... did it exist?"
"Yep. I endured the onslaught of those people and pushed them to the next step until I took them the other way around, so can you understand that those knights of fire are not useless?
"Oh, oh... unreliable"
Behind words, General Left was causing a sense of crisis. The power to retreat even legendary heroes.
If that power were directed at us...
"Are you surprised by the power of my friend? It would be amazing."
The prince boasts as if it were his own power.
"This battle has already been decided to win. Let's just attack. I can't wait to offend an elf woman. You're gonna make me get paid for making me cocky!
"... as His Highness wishes"
By decree of the prince, 10,000 knights of fire, 3,000 private troops and 100,000 members of the national army began marching together towards the capital of King Alheim.