Maou Gun Saikyou no Majutsushi wa Ningen datta

† † (Alistair Perspective, Head of the White Rose Knights)

Something amazing happened.

Alistair, the leader of the White Rose Knights, was baffled.

The first surprise was that the castle walls had been repaired.

Regardless, that information had been received from scouts, but I didn't think it was beautifully repaired that far.

Anyway, it was a rush of amplification, and whether it was a snuff object on the spot or not, but it was not.

The exact same castle gate stood there.

No, and Alistair shakes her head.

"It's not the same place. That was more than that."

Alistair had been taken by her father to visit Ivaris at a young age, but she had not been set up like that or anything.

Ivaris was originally an agricultural city. For once, the castle walls are provided, but they should have been simple and not made to allow the archers to be placed in large numbers.

The head of the unit staying in that city accomplished it in just one month, and strengthened it even more than before.

"How many Dwarf architects can I hire to do that?

No, Alistair shakes her head again.

"There's no way I can do that"

and -.

Dwarf artisans are stubborn at times.

There is no way you can accept the reign of the Demon King's Army clean, and even if you order it under duress, you never work.

It is not a race that twists its own self-esteem until it obeys its opponents.

"Then how the hell...?

He was Alistair, who graduated from the Royal Cadet School in chief, but I couldn't think of any way to do that.

"Is it the work done by something with magic beyond intelligence..."

All I could think of was that, but no, I didn't want to think about it, which might be Alistair's real point.

I lost to demons with "magical powers" beyond my intelligence, and if I hadn't guessed that, my self-esteem would have been torn apart.

Brilliant operation of oak heavy-duty infantry.

Operation of archers, which was an organization.

Along the way, the troops of Sacubas, who had forcefully torn the formations apart, were the very gateways of the old Demon Kings Army, but otherwise overshadowed all of Alistair's common sense, no, human common sense.

The use of the last Skeleton soldier in particular was not the business that ordinary people could come up with.

"Didn't I lose something I couldn't help myself with?

The more I think about it, the more I get to those conclusions.

Regardless, I can't speak like that in front of my men.

in front of his men, even if it was true,

"The opponent we fought was an unintelligent monster. Win next time."

There's no way I can say that.

It's just...

How should I report it to His Majesty the King?

Regardless, I was prepared to take responsibility for the defeat and even resign, but should I tell His Majesty the King the truth as it is?

………………

I can think of something.

For the sake of the future kingdom, no, that is what we should talk about for all mankind, but how should we explain it?

"The enemy brigade that protects Ivaris is very much no match for the Knights. At least 5 Knights is required"

And Alistair thinks.

If I'm honest with you, you'll be called a coward.

Or they might curse at you as "incompetent".

But still, Alistair intended to make representations to the king.

Instead of resigning, dismissing him, no, he might even be imprisoned if he did badly, but that was also something he had no choice about.

Allowing that brigade to move freely will always be a scourge for humanity.

That's all I really wanted to prevent.