Neta Chara

* Gertrude Perspective

The Legion of Necromancers that brought them south had arrived on a plain overlooking the Black Dragon Army. During the march, he had sent orders many times to Norkin, a separate unit, to poke him in the back, but Norkin had never tried to move while in formation.

Is Norkin going to betray me... because of Alonza?

"Make a final recommendation to Norkin, and if you don't make a move this time, you'll be turned into a corpse with me! If you know what I mean, go right ahead."

As the Asura officers who were close to him jumped on horseback riding, they flew out to the formation stationed at Norkin.

Well, even if he doesn't move, my victory won't waver... let's just subdue the Black Dragons to the Wang Capital.

"Dear Gertrut. The Black Dragon Army avant-garde has taken over. Flying fleet! The avant-garde Necromancer will be shattered!

An officer of the sight who was on his side reports the war in a panicked voice.

"Are you here... to signal the troops that have gathered the Intermediate Sorcerers from the example Necromancer!

"Ha ha."

Wolf smoke rises from behind me when I give instructions. A team of magicians had been gathering together to start chanting the Wind Attribute's fierce whirlwind (Gail Wind). However, it was a chant with everyone holding hands.

And when he finishes the chant, he unleashes his magic toward a bunch of flying squads who are tearing their fangs off to the avant-garde. Then, thinking that the black clouds suddenly gathered and grew suddenly, they were crashing to the ground so that the dragonuts and dragonians, who were gracefully flying around the sky, could be held down from above to something.

"Ha ha! It feeds on the storm (downburst). Wind attributes work best for flying people. No matter how many times you undergo massive combined magic, you won't be able to stand up. Don't let the magicians shoot you. He's a Necromancer anyway. If the magic runs out, the flesh will just disappear."

"I'm new here!

"Hit down dragon Newt or Dragonia surround and pick it up! As long as they're not flying, their combat power should be drastically reduced. The Black Dragon Army will collapse if we destroy Dragonut and Dragonia."

Intense descending airflow emanates from the black clouds generated by the clash wind (downburst) completed by the sorcerers for the re-entry of the airline fleet, tearing apart the wings of the flying dragonuts in a vile manner.

Lost the means to fly, Dragonuts and Dragonians, when they fell to the ground, were rounded up in a dozen ways by the Necromancers and struggled to take them away.

"The strength of the Black Dragon is in its ability to fly. If it falls to the ground, it becomes an organism that is just a little stiff. Let's destroy the Black Dragon Army and head to the King's Capital."

* Fabranova point of view

"Sister! Oh, my God! The assault reconnaissance team that attacked the Gertrut army has been devastated. The enemy slammed the brave men of our army from the sky with massive combined magic, surrounding them and slaughtering them!

Jugneau, who is letting the soldiers take command, changed his blood phase and came into position. Earlier, in order to obtain information about the enemy forces, this was reported to the location where we issued permission to launch a major reconnaissance unit.

"Massive combined witchcraft... is there such a skilled sorcerer in the Gertrut army?

"According to the survivors, hundreds of magicians were simultaneously chanting and activating it. Shh! The wind attribute magic is powerful enough to outperform the magic resistance of my Black Dragon clan, and the allies seem to have been killed by losing the means to fly and surrounding where they crashed."

Kuh, I didn't know there was such sorcery... it was only used in big old wars such as compound sorcery where hundreds of sorcerers chant simultaneously... geltraut... where the hell did I know such sorcery...

"In the meantime, the airstrike's single attack will be halted. Jugneau, put the infantry forward and stop the enemy from advancing. I'll leave Crade to destroy the sorcerers."

He was ringing his fingers as Crade stood up, sitting shabby.

"Whoa, the terrain around here will change and be contaminated with magic, but forgive me. In the meantime, I'll clean up over 10,000 Necromancers on my own. If you work hard, you should be able to place 20,000. I also got a high-purity demon stone."

Crade didn't seem to have listened to my instructions. Precise operational instructions to him in the brain muscle could have been pointless.

"Ha... well, fine. Crade, for now, can I have it blown away with sorcerer priority?

Such an unfortunate head man, but I have no doubt that the arm of witchcraft is Kingdom One, and when it comes to his ability to do so, he seems certain to be active in the position of extinguishing 20,000 Necromancers.

"Whoa, I'll let you do it alone. Jugnault, stay away from me. We can't afford to get involved."

"I know. There's no such thing as a fool in our army who wants to fight near a real Craid."

I was aware that if Jugnault also fought near the genuine Crade, he would feed on his wide-area magic.

"Then the front line is Craid, behind it. Jugnault leads the infantry squad to sweep the remaining enemies. The Sorcerers will destroy them as soon as they find them."

"" Whoa. ""

The two of them leave the battalion graciously. It was Nord Dorkle, the second son of the Dorkle family, who came in instead. He was a human resource held as a minister of the principality by gaining his knowledge during his stay in Wang Du. He was the second son of the Dorcle family but had a family and had territory close to the west.

He is a strong figure and a person familiar with the circumstances of the internal affairs of the Principality of Black Dragon, thus granting him the status of economic bureaucrat who remained vacant after Rosvita's departure. He had little combat skills, but fully utilized his connections and legends in the Wang capital to manage the heavy weight of this Expeditionary Force.

"Dear Fabranova… this battle, the damage is too great. If you keep going like this, even if you win, the principality will have influence..."

Nord has reported distorting the positive facial appearance of the characteristics of the Incubus species. I can understand what he's trying to say. Damage to the Black Dragon Nation, the main force in the Duchy's fighting power, had risen to nearly a hundred dead, and if the number of Black Dragons had decreased in this battle, the Duchy's advantage in the West could have collapsed.

"Nord... this is His Majesty's life... to refuse."

"So you're fighting in the infantry corps of Lady Crade and Lady Jugneau, right?

"Oh, I can't tolerate any more damage to my fellow countrymen... if my race is any less capable of reproduction than it was before..."

"Then I will propose to return to the West after a long battle. Despite His Majesty's death, Sir Gwayne has already lost his power. His Majesty Shifa is losing his back shield. If you go west, wait for Gertrut to destroy your majesty, and raise the Crusaders again, Master Fabranova will be the Demon King."

Nord has suggested radical opinions with a pale face without showing emotion. He has been telling me to abandon His Majesty. And they're asking me to take the Demon King's throne.

"That won't happen. Since my grandmother Bendavar took office as Demon King, my race has been forbidden to take the Demon King position by the rules of the clan."

"I was wondering if I could serve as a tentative demon king until the next demon king is decided... if the demon king could choose an obedient figure from a famous family of Western aristocrats"

"Then it's not like Gwayne!

"That depends on Master Fabranova. It's up to Fabranova to decide whether he's going to be race supreme or ability supreme, regardless of race, like Sir Gwayne."

The fire of ambition that kept creeping inside me in Nord's words began to hold a fever. I was not willing to commit a conspiracy, and I had no evil feelings for His Majesty, but I felt that I could not save the kingdom on the verge of disintegration in His Majesty today.

"... are you going to kill His Majesty..."

"Yes, I would ask Master Fabranova to take the lead in rebuilding the kingdom. Even if we discuss Gertrude here now, the corrupt, weak kingdom of the foundations will eventually follow the path of collapse."

Nord has looked at me with cold eyes. I thought he was a competent bureaucrat, but I had to admit he was also competent as a schemer.

"... okay. Adopt Nord's Prophecy. This battle leaves when Crade and Jugnault are satisfied. Prepare to retreat first. Prepare a cage for the infantry. You may abandon your supplies. Prioritize people."

"Ha, I won't waste your English break. Quickly, get ready."

* Crade Perspective

"Oh, that's spectacular. How dare you gather so many dead men?"

I was watching the enemy from above by flying wings. There were tens of thousands of dead people under his eyes.

"Come on, guys, let's burn it... 'cause we're gonna show Fabulanova something cool around here and he's gonna be really pissed off."

At that time, the wind of a clash wind (downburst), the example of large-scale composite magic, plundered my body. I hurry up and put up a magic barrier to do the wind. The barrier is stretched five times, but the wind with the magic of a storm wind (downburst) has eaten up to the triple barrier.

"Ho, the power inside... but you won't be able to shoot again and again if you use such immense magic. Come on, let's try to get them to eat my attack."

When I landed near the ground, I activated flamebomb (Flame Bomb) on my right hand and dirt wall (Earthwall) magic on my left. And activate compound witchcraft toward the Necromancer that spreads beneath your eyes.

"Eat and cremate the Flame Wall!

When the ground rose to surround the Necromancer, the flames blew up from the raised ground. Fireballs (fireballs) are fired into the surrounded Necromancers and burned to death. Dozens of necromancers wrapped themselves in fire and let their flesh disappear.

"Don't let the oil fall out and burn well. You don't burn well in the economy with your body. Oh, here we go."

He then begins to construct a composite sorcery in consciousness, multiplied by a scorching flame (burning flame) and a dirt wall (earthwall). When the magic of a condensed fire dwells in my hand, a small seed-fire flame lights up. The seed fire was bounced off towards the Necromancer under his eyes.

When the small seed fire touched the ground, the flames rose in abundance from the ground, and exploded to burn the earth to the full extent of the Necromancer. The Necromancers in the area are burned down by a sudden blazing carpet.

"Ooh, it burns. Burning. It's been a long time since the firewall Burning Wall was a masterpiece. Lately, we've only been allowed to use large-scale combined magic in the south. Let's see it as a souvenir to the afterlife."

I activate further sorcery when I dive into the avant-garde of the Gertrude army.

"Oops! Next we'll pierce it with fire arrows!

Hundreds of designated (locked) coordinates appear in my field of view. Fire arrows (fire arrows) appeared to move upwards toward the designated (locked) target when both hands were held together.

"Ugh, I'm paralyzed! Long time no see, Max. Power! Take my magic!

When both hands wave down, each pops up simultaneously toward a designated (locked) object. Hundreds of fire arrows (fire arrows) are ejected along with the sound of an explosion to stab and burn up one designated (locked) necromancer after another.

"Don't move at all... this is why I feel sorry for dealing with dead people"

I wiped out nearly a thousand Necromancers in previous attacks, but I didn't feel upset about the Gertrude army. The majority of them are necromancers, and the lack of biological humans seems to be the main reason for not being upset.

"Oh, would it be quicker to take the neck off my balls..."

Flying wings (fly wings) turned to me and dozens of fireballs (fireballs) and hundreds of light arrows (energy bolts) were released from the Gertrut army. Boosts the speed (high speed) of physical strengthening magic and improves its own speed.

Move dozens of fireballs and hundreds of light-arrow (energy bolts) anti-aircraft fire at high speeds.

"Chi, make it hard. Crushing the sorcerers is a prerequisite..."

I'll hold back. Raise the pink light bullet to Jugneau and send a signal. By prior arrangement, it was decided that pink was the discovery of the Mages. Again, a new barrage of light arrows (energy bolts) has been shot at me. The magicians who identified their position had been organized by the Necromancers.

Are Necromancers releasing magic...

If you look closely, there were other Necromancers beside the Necromancers who were unleashing their magic, with their hands on their backs.

What are you doing? …

As he dived into the enemy's attack, observing the condition, the Necromancer, whose hand was on the back of the Sorcerer's Necromancer, became black fog and scattered. I understood what the Gertrude army was doing. Those with their hands on their backs are replenishing their magicians with magic.

And when the magic runs out and the fog spreads, a new Necromancer seems to start replenishing the magic behind the sorcerer.

"... come on, this is no joke... crush it quickly. Uh, don't screw it up... it was a waste of time to expect their magic to dry up..."

I was misreading enemy magic supplies. It turns out they have a lot of magic.

"Don't crush the magicians, or the infantry will be devastated."

Slightly cold sweat blows up on my back. Interception light-arrows (energy bolts) and fireballs (fireballs) continue to be fired at me from the ground. Expand the barrier and jump the magic and it pops out toward the firing point.

When plugged over the Mages, the enemy takes over the fireball (fireball) that was chanting and causes it to blow itself up. Successfully taking over magic spreads a chain of explosions to the sorcerers.

"It's a thousand years early to let me eat magic."

The magicians, who were dense due to the suicide bombing of the fireball they took over, began to scatter apart. I designate (lock) the Fire Arrow as a surviving sorcerer to stab a stop. And be aware of the composition that activates magic.

At that time, there was a chill-like battle all over my body.

"Magic doesn't activate... no, it activates... ahhh!

Fire arrows (fire arrows) that were supposed to have designated (locked) enemies simultaneously turned me into a target and jumped in. With my own witchcraft, I lose focus and flutter in the air.

"Ugh! Good living demon kid there. If you think you're the only one who can use magic alterations (magic orders), that's a big mistake."

I could hear a loud voice going well into the battlefield. When I saw the Lord of the Voice, I thought Asura youth and a man looked at me.

"Pee! Temee, you took over my magic. How can you handle the secrets of a true demon if you're not a real demon?

I ate and hung on an Asura man while healing my wounds with healing magic.

"Whoa! Kid! Watch your mouth! I am the most important ancestor of your true demons! Did the Fortesian guy even get to educate his kids!

The Asura man was aroused as outraged by my words.

"Temee, fool Fortesia, our true mother! For a reason, we're gonna wipe out the charcoal! Kola!"

Fortesia, worshipped as the Mother of the True Demon, was a woman who was the chief of the Divine Clan who led the tribe together as one of the side chambers of the first Demon King Orphable, and one of the heaviest ministers who later devoted himself to the founding of the Real Demon Kingdom to the fullest extent.

By virtue of her achievements, she was a proud woman of my True Demon Nation, who was given the status of Lord True Demon and the territory of the Duchy of True Demons by Orpheus the Demon King.

Ashurian youth made foolish remarks about the woman.

"He handled magic well too, but he was a serious woman and not funny..."

I go to the Asura youth and throw a light spear (energy javelin) without chanting. A glowing spear rushes toward the man. However, the light spear (energy javelin) stopped moving to stand against the wall, wondering if the white javelin had hung before the man.

It infuses magic and increases the power of light spears (energy javelins). A crack occurs in the crack that covers the man, but the next crack occurred when he thought it was broken.

Eventually, the light spear (energy javelin) lost its propulsion and eliminated the fog.

"Whoa. Who are you? If you're not an S-class magician, you can't have the barrier to playing my light spear..."

"Kid. You know what it means to point magic at me, don't you? It's only part of the magic that I created that you know. You know this sorcery?

When the man gave the instructions, the magicians around him began chanting. I felt the magic vegetables around me condense on the magicians.

"" "Gather the magic vegetables." Be a shining scepter and pierce my enemies! "The Battle Maiden's Victory Wand (" Pallas Rod ")" "

Dozens of times as much heat and magic as the light spear I emitted, the light strip flew towards us. Dozens of magicians had wiped out their bodies to activate this sorcery, but the man had no choice but to continue chanting. It was the first witchcraft I saw, but I had detected that it was a designated (rock) witchcraft.

I've never seen or heard of him. He uses magic...

When I decided it was impossible to shake off magic, I deployed the magic barrier with all my might. The first layer disappeared just by touching it, the second layer disappeared without holding for a few seconds, the third layer succeeded in decreasing its power slightly but could not be stopped, and managed to deviate from magic on the fourth layer. The battle maiden's winning wand ("Pallas Rod"), which missed its aim and landed on the ground, had made a big hole and smoke was rising.

Seriously... even if you weaken it... it's that power... if you eat it properly, you won't have a piece of meat left...

I feared the power of the magic that had been unleashed. My heart is dominated by emotions that I may not win for the first time in my life.

"Kid. That's a good deviation. That was a special magic trick... you're a kid with quite a few arms. Let's hear your name."

"Name it from Temeye! You're not Gertrude, are you? I don't care what you think. I'm too familiar with magic. There was no information I heard that Gertrude was deeply involved in magic."

The Asura man was laughing cuckoo as he folded his body.

"Kukuk, when you hear my name, are you ready to die? Well, I don't care. If you want to hear it, I'll tell you. My name is Orpheus. Be the first demon king of the real demon kingdom, the first king of the god demon empire."

The man named himself Orphable. I couldn't deny it in general because the man I thought was madman's bullshit but still thought to be Gertrut was familiar with magic.

"If you are the Demon King, and you deceive Master Orpheus, the ancestor of sorcery! You stranger! Buch."

The pain runs like being hit in the abdomen by an invisible mass. The sorcerers were starting to chant again at the behest of Orpheus.

"Don't yell. I don't know if even an air block (air blow) is inevitable... what just happened..."

"You idiot! I'm the strongest sorcerer in the kingdom! They're gonna do it to this extent!

A man named Orpheus turns out to be a formidable enemy, so he was going to add a piece at once with the end light Megido Explosion, the finest magic of fire attributes. I think if we take him down, the Necromancer will lose his instructor and become incapacitated. When I held the high-purity Demon Stone in my hands, I entered the chant of sorcery.

"Gather the magic vegetables! Be a flame that burns everything down and wipe out my enemies!" The End Light "Megido Explosion"!!

High purity demon stone supplied magic to activate it. A white light sphere generated in the palm of his hand falls to the ground with a dazzling light. And when the light sphere came into contact with the ground, it swelled rapidly to encompass the Necromancers, including the sorcerers who were around the Orphable.

A few seconds later, it had quickly turned into a space where explosions of flames and blasts were raw to prune in the light.

"Did you..."

Eventually, when the light subsided, an orphable stood undamaged in the center of the blast. The magicians around them had disappeared, but when looked at well, they could see the white and thin armor was white and bright.

"Ho ho," The End Light "Megido Explosion"? That's magic that Fortesia was good at. But I can't get through to you. [Antidemonic Armor] will disable all sorcery. "

"You're a monster... I can't believe you're intact eating my grand moves that even Warcraft can exorcise..."

An orphable with armor that invalidates witchcraft is grinning ferociously.

"It's not intact. You've pretty much wiped out my precious tool, the sorcerer. Shall we end the play?"

Orpheus survives. Auxiliary magic light of the sorcerers enhances it. When the enhanced Orphable figure swings, it leaves a vestige and disappears.

Where have you been? I can't see you!

Then the cutting-edge of the sword of Orphable, which appeared in front of him, rolled out for the neck muscle. By placing a physical barrier on his chest, he tried to divert his cuts, but the barrier could not divert his cuts and was scattered.

Yabe eh! They're gonna do it!

I barely managed to get my right hand in front of my throat and take a cut. But red blood drips down from the tip of the sword you devour.

"Hey, don't resist. Die."

The sorcerers around the Orfable start chanting as they chase. I had never heard of the magic that was chanting before.

"" "Gather the magic vegetables! Shatter the stars and lower the curtain of life," Supernova. ""

When the magicians finished chanting, a light sphere bigger than the end-of-life light, Megido Explosion, was shining over my head. Hundreds more Necromancers were scattered to activate this sorcery.

You're lying... I've never seen anything like it... is he really an Orpheus...

"It's a sorcery that is organized with a power close to the original divine art. I don't leave it as a magic book because I need half as much magic. Come on, how do we prevent it? I can stay intact with anti-demon armor."

Orpheus was nibbling with a fierce grin. And the overhead light bulb fell towards me.

"You're going to die here! Damn it!"

I hold a high-purity demon stone and chant magic at high speed.

"Gather the magic vegetables! Be the membrane that prevents demons!" Protective membrane (resist) ""

White clams envelop me by magic vegetables. When the light sphere touched there, the area was surrounded by bright white light. The storm and explosion are scarcely hurting my body. Blood splashed from the mutilated skin, and my consciousness grew hazy.

No... I can't prevent it... my strongest was to this extent... it's a sign down... Fabranova's gonna piss me off...

I was conscious of dying like this when I was exposed to white vision and stuffy pain. The hand that was already overhead has been torn open and erased.

My consciousness was interrupted there.

* Jugnor Perspective

"Why are you ordering me to withdraw?" What's your big sister thinking? Now that Crade has banished the Mages, if you roll out the Flying Air Force and push it like this, the Gertrude Army will twist!

I was scattered among Dragonian youths who came to preach as my sister's use. Given the current state of war, my sister has instructed me to retreat, even though it seems to be an excellent time to put in the flying fleet that I had refrained from, as it seems that Crade has discovered and driven away the sorcerers.

So far, there has also been an infantry battle, defeating nearly 10,000 Necromancers, but the number of enemies remains so threatening.

"But this is a stern order from Master Fabranova. While the war prevailed, the infantry rode the dragon Newts for transport and retreated. They also told us to fly to the west if we swung off the chase."

The dragonian youth of the decree bows their heads as troubled.

"Tell your sister again about the war. We are at the forefront of the fight. If we pull out in this situation, it'll affect morale."

"... I'm afraid I do. If you disobey the instructions given as a royal decree, it seems that you intend to treason, are you sure?

The dragonian youth of the decree was a former princess figure and was also close to the second son of the Dorcle family, who had recently begun to be reused as a sidekick. It seemed to me that my sister was giving me an order to withdraw because of some political decision.

"... come on, Dorkur's money... let's not win the fight and be proud of Black Dragon's martial arts... but we can't go against our sister... we'll have to instruct our allies to retreat..."

"Thank you for acknowledging and happy"

The dragonian youth of the decree walked out of the curtain to pay tribute. I will notify all departments to proceed immediately to the retreat. The called servants jumped out of the curtain to convey the circular.

"I'll have to ask Crade to pull it up too... it seems to have gotten pretty far back... but it's about seeing things! Where's Crade?"

An officer in sight looks out over the battlefield in a telephoto field. Eventually, the discovery report came in.

"Dear Clade, we are engaged in a battle with our enemies where we think they are! Quite a struggle... ah! Enemy troops are still alive!

"When Crade is a struggle... he's an idiot! Even the Nest of the Warcraft is a man coming out with a fine face! Take a good look."

"Definitely. Master Crade is being pushed. Looks like they're struggling with enemy magic!

Irritated by the report of the sight, I glimpse the telephoto frontier and peek in the direction the sight was looking at. What was reflected in the telescope was an attempt to unleash the end-of-life light, Megido Explosion, a massive sorcery rarely used.

"Are you letting that go..."

When the magic landed, the area surrounding Craid was engulfed by white light. Eventually, when the light subsided, I could see that the man at the blast point was not given one scratch.

... Hey, is that a monster... I have a bad feeling you're intact taking Crade's serious...

"Hey, hurry up, gather the elite from the air force. Surprise the main formation. The rest of the unit should begin the retreat as planned. We'll get out of here before the enemy finds us."

As soon as I gave the instructions, there were about twenty flying squad elites gathered.

"Rescue Crade now. Maybe the main force is full of hands in a fight with Crade right now. If we ambush, we will surely be disturbed. Grab a crade in that gap and retreat. That's it."

"" Ooh!

A short, powerful reply came back from the elites. I immediately led a selection of members up into the sky.

After flying for a while, the light of a major explosion spread near the Gertrude main unit. There is a huge explosion of light wider than the end-of-life light "Megido Explosion" released earlier by Craid. Because of the increased unpleasant feeling, I will increase my speed and fly toward the main unit.

Eventually, when we arrived at the main unit, one arm had disappeared on the ground and the other arm had fallen with a blade pierced by it.

Instruct him to kick the fallen clade and let him brace himself against the man who is about to stab him with a magical wand in his hand. The moment I thought dozens of braces struck directly at the man, it was erased by an invisible barrier.

"Gone! Damn it! Seize Crade!

When a man loses his posture around Dragonut's body, another Dragonut succeeds in hooking up Crade's waist string to his hook nail.

"Spread the braces around. I've secured Crade. It's no use staying long. We're pulling up!"

I, along with the succeeding flying fleet, let the earth and dust thrive when I unleashed multiple braces around the man. The man escaped to the rear with allies when he lost sight of the dust. The dragoneworths who secured Crade were starting to return home one foot away.

I support the retreat as I unleash my braces on the chasing enemy. When all allies confirmed their departure from the main Gertrude formation, they decided to gently pull up.

Returning to the main unit, when I saw the rescued clade, I was in a state of imminent death, so I hurried to call a service therapist to take life-saving measures. In the meantime, the retreat had also begun with a dong, with as many as two thousand fewer formations in the main force. Enemy forces were spreading chaos about their main enemy formation, and the situation still remained unstoppable in the offensive. A service therapist who was letting him take life-saving measures told me that Craid was awake.

I rushed to the field clinic.

"Hey... Yugno... I'm dying... I didn't seem the strongest yet..."

Craid wrapped around his body in a bandage crumbles powerless. Those who were stabbed with the sword still had arms, but the other one remained missing because there were no healers who could be restored.

"I didn't know there was a man with one of Crade's arms..."

"Well, it's not Gertrude... the contents are completely different. You call yourself Orpheus, but your knowledge of witchcraft is half amazing. He used magic tricks that I didn't know about."

Clade was causing remorse in his slightly visible eyes from the bandage. Looking to be the strongest in the kingdom, this defeat seemed very shocking to Crade, who, among other things, has trained his magic.

"Nevertheless, I don't know that Gertrude was such a user of magic… I wonder if the contents are truly Orphable-like…"

"But he didn't unleash his own magic. He used the encircled Necromancer to activate the sorcery. He can't unleash magic himself..."

"Well... I'll report it to my sister. Let's say we retreat, too."

"Shit! It's not a complete defeat!

"No, it's our victory. The enemy has lost nearly 20,000 soldiers. Our damage is far less. This is a strategic retreat, not a loss."

When I instructed my men to transport Craid, I gave an exit instruction to the face of the flying fleet that remained until the end.

* Alonza Perspective

"Alonza, Master Gertrude seems angry. What do we do? Are we going east like this? Or strike behind the Black Dragon?

Norkin has asked me a question, having finished drawing on the messenger from Gertrude. Geltrault has instructed our separate unit to strike from behind. His instructions were accurate and very efficient, but if we destroyed the Black Dragon Army where we did it, we would also be forced to join the Necromancers.

Hounds no longer needed will be killed... Norkin... you are not a dog... you are the man who should stand alone as a wolf.

"Norkin... it is my mission to make you King of the Garuda. You can't shine at Gertrude. Now is the time to occupy the East and launch the Principality of Garuduro, the equivalent of the Kingdom. Geltraut will head to the King's Capital and will wear out in the battle against the Black Dragon Army. You don't have to go out with a guy like that."

"... ok. I'm going to follow Alonza. All right, my army is leaving Gertrude's flag and acting on its own! Send word to every squad, march to Vildestier!

The commanders, who had refrained, jumped out of the curtain to convey Norkin's instructions.

"Alonza, you will follow the First Queen. And I need you to have my baby."

"If Norkin wants that, I'll try. Because I've already given myself up."

Norkin rubbed my chest gently as he held me. I've been waiting for that hand too, but now it's a waste of time, so when I turn back, I spin words to arouse Norkin.

"Let's do that if Norkin drops Vildestier, shall we? Speed is the life of this operation."

"Well, suppose we take the fun later and put it away... okay, Alonza. We're leaving soon. Ugh!

When Norkin could hold me, he crossed a horse that was parked outside the curtain and ran out of the squad to bullshit him in preparation for his exit.

Norkin then leads eight thousand flagged soldiers to liberate key territories along East Street. Since most territories have even mobilized defensive soldiers, and there are dozens to hundreds or so of them defending the castle, they have offered to surrender one after another without fear to Norkin's martial arts.

The liberated castle became cooperative as soon as it liberated the women who had been enslaved by soldiers of the Divine Demon Emperor, and rumors spread to the east as liberators of Norkin from the reign of the Divine Demon Emperor. In order to consolidate my image as Norkin's liberator, I had instructed the soldiers of my own army to liberate women who had also been given slavery.

They had the majority of those who would release them if they guaranteed the title and grace of the newly founded Duchy of Garuda Luo, but some of them refused to release them, so such figures were forced to execute them as traitors. This execution tightened discipline within the army, and no one worked rampantly against the liberated castle's inhabitants.

Norkin and I will engage our allies as we descend the East Street in three days, besieging Vildestier, a major city in the east, with more than 10,000 soldiers. There were fewer than a thousand Imperial Army gods in this city. They were confused by our sudden march, forgetting to close the gates of the city and committing such failures as crossing the inner castle.

The enemy's defeat led us to enter the castle slowly.

"Alonza... what should the enemy do? Do you want to take it all?

Norkin, who's manipulating horseback riding, has been questioning me on the back.

"Well... shall we tie them up and let them drain the gas of the inhabitants? You can just let them try you for citizenship. But I don't want to be forced to attack you. The inner castle here is heavily guarded..."

One merchant-style woman entered before the horseback riding that was entering the castle with two rides. She was also of the same Garuda Lo tribe and of the same Wolf species as Norkin.

"Dear Norkin! My name is Pausha and I am a carriage merchant traveling around the kingdom. I would like to honor and assist you in your honor, Mr. Norkin, and I would like you to speak with me, knowing that I am rude."

The woman of the Wolf breed had three braided red copper hair stretched to her shoulders, and had a sensible look with burnt color black skin and black eyes on her day. I didn't feel like she was a wagon dealer.

"Are you calling me Lord Pausha? I'm not doing as much as I'm forbidden. I just wanted to save the abused people of the East."

Did Norkin have an interest in Pausha, park his horse and start talking to Pausha?

"That's proselytizing. Lady Norkin did what everyone didn't do in fear of Geltraut. This fact tells the whole story."

"I was also a man who was a general of the Divine Demon Empire until three days ago. Many Eastern aristocrats were also on the side of supporting Gertrut's country."

"Still, you flipped an anti-flag on Gertrude. It's in that Gertrude."

The residents who were listening around were also nailed to the conversation between the two. Unexpectedly realizes her intention to speak to Norkin in this place.

No way, she's plotting to make Norkin king too...

"I want to protect the people of the East. That's just it. And Gertrut murdered Dev Goeberg, chief of the Garuda."

A twist occurs from the inhabitants who were gathered near the castle gate to Norkin's remarks. To be precise, I directed Geltraut to do so, but it was actually Geltraut that executed it, so the mastermind becomes Geltraut.

"Then it's awesome because Chief Kalu is not here right now!

I've been talking out loud to make Posha seem a little bit obsessive. Looking at that look, it seemed to me that she was already grasping Dev Goeberg dead.

"Oh, I lost a spare person. He was the person who best showed the fate of the Garuda Lo tribe. There will be no greater chief than he..."

Norkin answered with vegetables, but the behavior was majestic. He had decided to become king before rapidly spreading the vessel to begin combining the majesty of a champion. It spreads from the inhabitants who listened to Norkin's words to whisper: 'The next great chief has Norkin'.

Gradually, his voice grew louder, and the name 'Nokin' was called out by the inhabitants who stuffed him at the castle gate.

"Please be quiet. A martial artist like me should not be allowed to sit at the great chief of the Garuda."

"Dear Norkin, think of this as the totality of the people living in the east. Lord Norkin is the only one who can rebuild the east, exhausted by the looting of Gertrude. I pray that you will assume the position of Chief Luo of the Garuda."

The inhabitants who were around began to ask in the same way in the dungeon when Posha sat down and asked in.

"Guys, put your faces up. It has become a tradition to summon Eastern nobles to decide all this in combat. However, I do not tentatively intend to refuse to assume the status of Grand Chief of the Garuda because of the eastern part of the country just because things are going on. If the east stabilizes, we just have to decide again."

The inhabitants respond cheerfully to Norkin's words. Norkin woke up helping Posha as she lowered her horse.

Sent to the line of cheers of the inhabitants, when they arrived at the Noble Hall they had received, Posha had come with them. And when it's just the three of us in the reception room, Posha starts talking to me.

"That's good to hear, isn't it? Alonza Drii... No, Killing Strategist."

"Yeah, I didn't think you were the head of the anti-Gertrude resistance. Mr. Pausha, a report from a subordinate said the head of the resistance was a man. But I got a pin in my speech earlier."

She was a posha with a grinning smile, but she was the one who rounded up a resistance organization as turbulent as a post-rain asparagus under Gertrut's reign. Earlier speeches were also thought to have been intended to escape Gertrut's reign.

"Ho, you're young, but you're a big shot."

"Besides the head of the resistance, he's just doing it. As I was saying, I am a carriage merchant. Because of Gertrude's idiot, the Eastern sales network has been screwed."

Posha was going to pretend to be a wagon dealer, but maybe that was a hiding place too. Somewhere, a strange person who can't see the bottom, but at this point, we are cooperative, so I don't think we need to be forced to be hostile.

"Now it seems certain that Lord Norkin will be selected as the next great chief of the Garuda. After that, with the permission of the Elkis Sacrifice Chief, he will be the great chief without complaint."

But I hear Lord Elkis escaped to the south, and I have no legend to the south.

Norkin was right, there was no legend called a legend just because the legend was connected to a people who had evacuated to the south through an anti-Gertrut organization.

"The lord clan of Fenrii territory, the clan of Lord Elkis, which was the outline of the request, had already been killed..."

He was talking about the demise of the Elkis sacrificial chief's clan with a face that Posha seemed completely unfortunate.

"If that's the story, I'm listening. Fenry's territory has been completely destroyed..."

"There are no more cards to encourage us to return the Elkis Sacrifice."

After retrieving the East, he was going to use the return of Fenrii territory as bait to get Norkin's grand chief to take office, but the key Fenrii territory was not something that could be used as a negotiating card in a state where the clan royal party was taken over and the territory was destroyed.

"Master Norkin seems to be in trouble, so why don't I use a southern handout to get the approval of the Great Sheikh from Elkis Sacrifice Chief?

Posha came with a demonic laugh and whispered.

"What is the legend of Lord Pausha?

"One of my fellow merchants used to do a wide range of shopping in the south. You're being kind to me, too. He also works as an economic bureaucrat for Lord Black Dagger. I'm going to get Elkis Sacrifice Manager to work from there. Anyway, I have heard that the Elkis Sacrifice Chief receives a great deal of donation from Lord Black Dagger."

Posha's legend was that he had gained knowledge near Sir Blackdagger, who had become a powerful man in the south. Sir Black Dagger was a threat figure who developed the south rapidly in the past year. It was still thought that Posha was not the only one with a legend to the bureaucrat who supported that leap forward.

"So what kind of consideration can you ask us for?

"It's a restoration of security. The east is in a state of insecurity caused by the Imperial Divine Demon Army and the collapsed bandits of the defeated Lords Army, where merchants find themselves in a situation where safe trade cannot take place. I would like Norkin to improve this immediately. And that's defense from Gertrude, right? I ask for these two points as consideration."

Posha's appeal was a reasonable offer. Security in the east, with a large number of territories looted and devastated by Gertrut, had never been more eroded. He was tempted that the Imperial Army of the Divine Demon, which should keep security, was taking the initiative to carry out looting.

There, the defeated soldiers of the Lords' Army and those who became displaced also appear as bandits, attacking neighboring villages and towns and presenting an unruly appearance.

It was in consideration of Norkin's appeal to improve this insecurity as a merchant that Pausha bought me the Great Sheikh's inauguration and the pipe role with the South.

"Security. I'm going to make it heal soon. I am not going to let the Imperial Army of the Divine Demon or the Bandits rush forever. Drop the inner castle of Vildestier and we'll begin perimeter control as soon as possible. In the meantime, it's been swept roughly along East Street."

Pausha was sure she had taken the word from Norkin or had a demonic laugh again.

"Dear Norkin, the inner castle of Vildestier has already fallen. Because those in the organization should be opening the castle gate by now."

Concon. Gacha.

A man's officer ran in, ramblingly opening the knocked door.

"Dear Norkin, Alonza. Report. Earlier, the inner castle gates opened and the enemy troops surrendered! Let's deal with it."

You've seen my face like Norkin was surprised. The inner castle had already fallen, as Posha said.

"… those who were dedicated will be saved, wondering whether it would be good to capture them as prisoners and bring them to justice."

I instructed Norkin to respond.

"Let's be good. Follow Alonza's instructions!

"Ha! Then I'll tie you up"

The officer who came to report left the room on the run.

"Master Norkin is an instant interrupter, isn't he? No, you believe in Master Alonza's wisdom. With Alonza's thoughtfulness and Norkin's bravery, it would be easy to control the East."

Posha throws a word at me like an uncle.

"But it may not be right for you. I'll leave it at the end of the day to turn to the enemy. In the meantime, it would be hard for you to work to rebuild the East."

"I'm a merchant, so if I'm profitable, I'll be on my side, and if I lose money, I'll just turn to my enemies. We want to get along well with you two."

"Let's try to get Lord Posha to give us a hand for a while. You're making a public statement that you're on our side, so we should make a good country so we can hold off as long as we can."

Norkin seemed to like Posha. But it seems like a good idea to keep her as far away as possible because even I can't measure her abilities to involve her in the heart of Norkin's country.

"Now, once Lord Norkin has entered the peripheral repression, I will move on to action."

That's how Posha slowly walked out of the reception room.

A week later, I received a letter from Posha, who was sending me to the south, as he led 2,000 soldiers in the momentum that had dropped Vildestier to attack and free the Imperial realm of the Divine Demons around him one after the other. What was written there was the approval by Elkis Sacrifice Chief of Norkin's inauguration of the Grand Patriarch of the Garuda and the meeting of the signing of the Non-War Treaty with the South.

Pausha... do you have a handout that lets you pull out to the Non-War Treaty...

"He's amazing. He pulled me from the South to the Non-War Treaty after he put me in the position of Great Sheikh."

I'm just a little jealous of Norkin praising Posha.

"Because you have to pay the right price. I need you to work around that time."

"Right. We have to make a country out of this mess. What's next, a bandit crusade? Or leave the territory bordering the south open?

Norkin has been consulting on the strategy. As a military teacher, I have decided to chop up Nokin's country, so I decided to use Posha as a useful diplomatic channel.

Therefore, he decided to crusade the realm of the Divine Demon Empire and bandits near the border with the South in order to fulfill the pact of non-war decided by Posha.

"I'll clean up close to the south to avoid wasting Posha's work. The territory where Gertrut was gathering women will also be attacked. It's only by releasing that place that we can be true eastern liberators."

"Okay, we're going to liberate along the south, and your final destination is Occler territory. Leave the battle to me."

Norkin started running his horse when he regained control of the great sword in his hand.

I won't let anyone get in the way of creating our country.