Maou Gun Saikyou no Majutsushi wa Ningen datta

After the World Tree Forest, we headed straight to the west of Rosalia to join the 8th Legion.

That's where my 8th Corps was supposed to be deploying my army.

Running about three days on horses from the elf forest, I was able to rendezvous with them.

At the rendezvous, Lilith of Sacubus came to me and hugged me, but when she ignored it magnificently, she asked Giron of Oak, who was on her side.

"Are you up for what I ordered?

Giron answers lovingly.

"Of course not, Gunter's husband."

I boast like I do, but Giron also has the right to boast. Indeed, the big wheel in front of us was made by a Dwarf engineer led by Gunter, but it was Giron's handle that prepared the material.

It was a good match for me in this short period of time.

I feel like I'm getting pretty handy.

"When I work for my husband, the rules get better."

And tell Giron.

Giron rarely tells an old story.

"I used to work in another brigade, but the Admiral was terrible then. The roughness of a man-made man cannot be better. Yesterday, if you ask me to gather my troops, disperse them tomorrow. If I told you to procure food this morning, I don't need it anymore in the evening. It was all about that. Uh, what did you say in one word about that?

"Twilight in the morning, I guess."

"Yes, yes. It's morning warrant reform. In that regard, my husband's behavior always makes some sense. Nor does the order end in hard labour. That's why I work hard."

When Giron finishes saying that, Lilith also pinches her mouth.

"Yeah, well, sometimes this pig says something good, too. If you follow Master Ike's behavior, you will never lose. That's why our generals fight for their lives."

…………

That's overrated, I don't have to think.

Indeed, so far, my army has never lost a single battle.

But that can't be collateral for tomorrow's battle victory.

The other day, I also spoke to Ferlett, queen of the elves, and to Alistair of the White Rose Knights before, but no general wins a hundred fights.

One day, I'll lose too.

The question is, then, what do we do, then what do we do?

If you were as creepy as you lost the first battle, then you would make the same mistake repeatedly.

However, one day I will have to beat that test, but not now, I think.

If the operation I assume is successful, the enemy forces that are about to proceed will manage to defeat it.

A minimal soldier, you should be able to defeat your enemies with minimal damage.

With that in mind, I called Ferlett's sister, Anemone.

Anemone coming with joy and bravery.

She opens her mouth when she comes.

"Dear Ike, as Ike instructed, I have trained something that can handle water spirits"

Reports to me in a light voice.

I just felt a little uncomfortable, so I'll ask.

"That's surprising. I thought you'd ask me about you first. You don't care what's going on or anything?

"Oh, you're my sister. I keep in touch with my sister all the time. I don't care. Anyway, all I'm saying is, you've been putting the samurai and Ike in trouble, haven't you?

…………

You're right, so I have to answer with a bitter smile. Masks are handy at times like this. Because it hides my unspeakable expression.

"Well, sometimes letters and magical interactions just don't tell. Right. When this battle is over, let's give it a break. Then, for once, go back to the woods of the world tree and see your sister's face."

"Right. At that time, be plenty proud to make you regret your sister. Anemone has been with Ike for a long time."

"I hope you'll be plenty proud of me. The winner of this battle will be you."

When I say that, I give her orders.

He gave orders to pour water into a wooden frame made by Dwarf engineers.

Tons of water.

"Tons of water..., you're the water spirits for that"

"Oh, there's nothing I can't make out of magic, but the natural things in this hand are still beyond spiritual use"

Sorcerers also existed in our 8th Corps, but not elves when it comes to spiritual magic.

The art of exploiting the grace of nature was never enough for an elf living in harmony with nature.

"In fact, when I first visited the World Tree Forest, the Anemones had the lake frozen by spiritual users. This is an operation to build a little pond."

"Pond? Is it?

Anemone asks strangely.

"A water mirror, to be exact. Drain water with water spirits into a frame made by the Dwarf engineers led by Lord Gunter, and have the water membrane stretched."

"Is that a membrane of water? Does that make any sense?

"Master Ike will never do anything meaningless."

is Lilith's word, but not really a pointless act.

At first glance, it is an act of no avail, but it had a proper calculation.

"I guess you can let me know why?

was the word of Gunter, Ten Himself who made the wooden frame.

And the king of Dwarves asked, waving his throat, and his fine beard.

"Of course, let me tell you something. The operation I'm thinking of is bold and invincible. Therefore, there are elaborate collaborative tasks. Soldiers, we have to tell everyone."

When I prefaced that, I told him the details of the operation, why I made the big water mirror, how to use the gift 'Izulha fruit' from the Queen of Elves, and how to defeat the enemy army that would come.

All my men looked flashy.

Everyone seems to be losing their liver.

Gunter, king of Dwarves, represented my operation on behalf of all of us.

"Apparently, the most powerful sorcerer in the Demon King's Army is also the best pettener in the Demon King's Army. I don't suppose the enemy has accumulated."

I'm terrified of compliments, should I say?

When I received the praise honestly, I waited for the enemy army and the ground dragon to arrive.