Reincarnation into the Barrier Master

In a swamp upstream of the Cacona River flowing through the Kingdom of Sandanji, tens of thousands of Tana army soldiers were trying to heal their battle fatigue as they moistened which thirst in the abundant water gushing from the oasis. The sun is about to set on the desert horizon, and its magnificent scenery often makes us forget the cruelty of the battle. But in its headquarters, the King's Ville kept a rugged look on his face, staring at the lay chiefs.

"Loss on your side, but we don't know where 2471 people are"

One of the soldiers reports to Ville on an upright immobilisation. Take it, one of the tabernacles gets up early.

"How excellent is the loss of just 2,500! Speaking of 2,500, let's say the soldiers in the Agarta army have lost that much too. If the Ramaron army and the bandits have done so much damage, this battle will be a great victory for us!

With that said, he turns his gaze to the other Tabernacles and asks for their consent. But the emperor, Ville, was not convinced of the chief minister's opinion.

"Is that number a true number?

"Ha..."

Soldiers suddenly asked for their opinion by the emperor are solidified. Ville had been staring at the soldier who had made the report for a while, but eventually, he turned his gaze to the open-mouthed cabinet member earlier.

"Resident"

"Ha."

"You just called it a great victory for my army? What do you call a great victory with it?

"Ha... that's... Allied damage and enemy damage…"

"I don't care about that"

The residency, blocked by words, says hah and bows his head.

"A great victory is when you take or capture an enemy general. In today's battle, King Agarta Linos, Carries the Great Demon King Killer, and Vieille the Traitor. Do you have one of these three that you picked up? Is there anyone who's caught him alive? Then bring your body or neck. The rest will tell for itself. Come on, what do you say?

There is not a single one who disagrees with Ville's words. Creepy silence surrounds him.

"But Your Majesty..."

"What?

"We are taking over the prestigious General Lafayence, the chief commander of the Agarta army. Agarta, who lost her commander, is the earliest bird to have been stripped of its wings."

To the devouring tabernacle, Ville gives a glimpse and sighs loudly.

"Even though we discussed the fan's requirements, we couldn't attack it. On the contrary, the rebels are attacking us and forcing us to retreat. What can be described as a great victory in this?

Once again, silence comes around the ville. He goes on to say even more as he turns his gaze to each of the lay chiefs.

"Okay. All we have in battle is to win or lose. We cannot afford to lose. Win. Win. The primary purpose of this battle is to occupy the capital of Sundange. If that's not true, at least raise the enemy general's neck. Nike, Linos, Carries, Vieille... if you name any of your necks, you can't say victory. Everybody, throw away the sweet ideas. Prepare to die, and grab the victory, okay?

To that word of Ville, the Tabernacles quietly bowed their heads.

Meanwhile, even the Linos had a military conference open.

……

"... Mr. Nike, that's enough"

It was King Sundanji's nike who was bowing his head in front of the Linos. Lamp lights are in the room because the evening had already darkened the area. Nike's most salutary attitude, illuminated by its thin lights, perplexed the minds of the Linos.

"Sorry...... I didn't know we'd pull those legs while you put out reinforcements... All this, too, is due to my immorality...... I'm so sorry..."

"Keep your head up, Mr. Nike. It's okay. Because the damage is not that serious."

"King Agarta is right. Neither do we Ramarons, the damage is negligible. More than that, he arrived on the battlefield faster than expected. A little later, if we had arrived late, the Agarta army would have been more dangerous, as would our Ramaron army. Thank you, Carrie."

"No...... We had to get them in formation sooner. Originally, I took the trouble of collecting soldiers where I had to get them in formation before nightfall... As early as noon, there is no excuse. Now, this is how I have to apologize to you. Sorry, you're right..."

Desperately Nike is apologizing, but I'm really concerned that a young man who resembles Nike very much stands up with a bumpy look behind him. Probably Nike's son, but for some reason, one eye is very swollen.

"... Sin, why don't you apologize to all of us? Your foolish words made us late. If our arrival was delayed, reinforcements below the Agarta might have been destroyed and we might have been driven into distress. Apologize to those who are here for their behavior."

"Father, I still can't read inside the belly of the enemy. If the blind eye goes the other way and the enemy is at peace, do I still have to apologize?

"Sin! So much for you!

"That's it, Mr. Nike!

I accidentally stopped Nike. Because his hand was on the pattern of the sword. If left alone, he could have slaughtered this young man on this occasion.

"I would like to ask King Sundange. Is that your son?

Suddenly Vieille opens her mouth. Nike gave her a bewildered look for a moment, but quickly regained her composure and responded to her.

"I don't know. This is Sin Sandanji, the king and prince of the land of Sandanji."

Referred by her father, Singh returns a formal greeting with her hands on her chest, without changing her expression.

"Are you to the left? My name is Giuvancel Vieille and I am the grandson of the Pope of the Christian State of Crimeana. King Sundanji, does this Shin take over and play Sundanji?

"Oh, so far, I'm going to"

"Then we will withdraw"

We are surprised by the sudden words of Vieille. But Vieille goes on to say more to us like that.

"If this Master Singh is to succeed the Sundanji nation, this country is doomed to die sooner or later. Lending a hand to a country without such a future is nothing but futile. If you look at the movement of the Tana army, if you look at previous battles, isn't it obvious that we are not looking for peace or anything else? Nevertheless, he has spoken of such things and, even so, is shackled by the Sundange army…. Helping such a person is futile. We cannot let our devout followers risk their lives. Therefore, we will withdraw."

"Vieille, watch your language"

"No, King Agarta. Lord Vieille is right. My son Singh is still young. Plus, I hate being too nice. I am also gravely aware that this tenderness is dangerous in turmoil. But from now on, I think Sin's kindness in the world's healing will help. I think this is the last thing I want to do. So, please, I want you to save my country."

Vieille still said something to Nike's words. He had that look on his face, but I raised my hand softly and stopped her. And he spoke to Singh, who was enduring humiliation while turning his face bright red behind Nike.

"I, too, want to believe that the Tana army wants peace. I think it would be a very nice thing to develop like you think. In the future, why don't you stay on your father's side and see if you were right?

To my words, Singh slowly thanked me and left the room. I smile and turn my gaze to the rest of you.

"Well, shall we go into the military debate? Today's fight, to be honest, will be our loss. I'm starting again tomorrow. The enemy's retreat to Swamp has left him unable to move. If this state continues, the Tana army will fall on its own."

"Wait, King Agarta. Does the enemy have the ability to transfer troops? So, if..."

"No. Whoever has that ability will no longer be in this world. I can't go into the details, but it's solid information."

"That means..."

"Yep. If you poke the Agarta army in the front, it will be attacked by three parties: Ramaron, Vieille and the Sundange army. Even if you poke a non-Agarta army, you'll be eating attacks from three sides in the same way."

"I see. We have enough food... you're a patient comparison!

"Right. General Carries may be right. However, the enemy doesn't know what kind of maneuvers they're going to do, so let's not loosen up surveillance."

"... ok. Let's get ready so we can go anytime."

Then, until nightfall, we simulated the movements of the Tana army and thought about future operations...