Reincarnation Monarch

One.

"Hey you guys! What do you mean our reinforcements still can't see any shadows or shapes when you say that Raidham reinforcements are still arriving here in Esta!

The fury of General Bulk Gorkos, the head of the Seventh Regiment of the Pope of Lowenglin, echoed inside the main curtain building.

Due to the peculiar appearance of a face like a toad on top of a fat body (taiku), and yelling and scattering with a cloudy voice like a toad to his voice, the discomfort index in the main curtain building seemed to bounce (incl.) extremely high numbers, and there was a fed up look on the faces of the Kingsguard and the boy soldiers in the service.

But only Lennon, beside the general, had a cool face, and he listened as he nodded with his eyes closed in the most affections such as the general's theory.

But I don't care about Lennon like that. Gorkos went on to recite his anger.

"What the hell are you thinking, people in the papal administration! Aren't you saying that the Raydam army is marching towards Esta here by urgently convening the Ni Regiment on vacation! Pair it with the guys we're putting on the east coast of Esta right now, it's the Three Legions! Are you going to tell them to intercept it with our Seventh Regiment alone? They are!

So Lennon spoke with a strange look, soaking through the gap between Gorkos (Kankai).

"Now it's a monster thing. I have received the orders of His Excellency the General and have repeatedly requested reinforcements from the four capitals, Audine, but I have not yet received any reply. If the Four Regiments are at rest at all times, even if we don't say all Four Regiments, at least like Raydam, the Two Regiments will not be able to defend the land of Esta until they send us as reinforcements after an emergency call."

"Naturally! It's not sane to fight only one legion against three legions! Fifteen thousand against five thousand! There's nothing I can do! Even the children who are drooling there can see this, but they don't see it in the capital!

Then an expedition jumped in there.

"There's a lot of dust rolling up on the east coast of Esta right now! Probably Raydam reinforcements have arrived!

"Oh my God!

Say, Gorkos rocked the giant and went outside the curtain hall. Then I put up the binoculars (and glasses) that Lennon gave me from behind and looked at the eastern bank of Esta.

"Oh my god! Raydam's guys. How fast! You're too soon! Compared to that, my army is... Lennon! Request reinforcements now! No, you go out yourself! And make sure you bring reinforcements! Good!"

"Ha! Your Excellency's orders. I did accept this Lennon. I will definitely bring reinforcements, so please be patient until then."

Lennon's face, who said so and bowed his head deeply, had a terribly distracted smile sticking up his face.

Two.

"Has Raidham's reinforcements arrived?"

Lombardo sighed deeply as he watched the eastern bank of Esta far from the watchtower that soared at the Monitoring Corps headquarters on the south bank of Esta.

Chester on the other side held his right hand gently in his mouth from earlier on, tending to lie down and rethink (chiseled), but in response to Lombardo's words, he finally opened his heavy mouth.

"Yes. In contrast, reinforcements have not yet appeared in Lowenglin. What the hell does this mean? If it was the Lowenglin side that set up this one, it should be the Lowenglin Army that the reinforcements arrive first. But he never showed up, and I didn't expect the Raydam army to arrive first..."

"Oh. I don't know if it was Lennon or the Pope who set it up, or if it was someone else again, but I thought it was definitely on the low Englin side...... it's three on one as it is. Raydom's side will triumph without bitterness unless so much happens. Is it true that something unexpected happened on the Lowenglin side..."

"Or is it some kind of secret..."

"A secret... what kind of secret do you think you can think of?

"You don't even know what to look at. It's not that easy to cover a three-on-one situation."

"Oh, you can say that the advantages and disadvantages of war are mostly determined by numbers. Rarely does that happen only rarely, although it can be overwhelmed with the odds of a good tactician. Probably the army beats the widows."

So Shester gave him a hazy look for a moment as he came up with something, and then asked Lombardo while somehow smiling.

"So... how about a magician (...)? In the case of a magician (...), it doesn't matter how skilled the hand is, it is precisely a hundred manpower, but if you are a magician, I hear you have something with a thousand manpower?

Lombardo also answered Chester's query a little awkwardly for some reason.

"Oh, well, yes. Still a thousand people, huh? It's not going to overpower 10,000 troop differences. No matter how legendary the magician was."

"Sure. That's just how hard it is to make a 10,000 difference. Then you won't know what Lowenglin's secret is, or if something unforeseen happened, until you open the lid."

"Oh. Unfortunately, you do. When this happens, we just have to keep an eye on things."

Lombardo shifted his gaze from Shester to the lookout tower window again, sighing again as Raydam's reinforcements, who had just arrived spread beneath his eyes, were forming a formation.

Three.

Lennon, who should have left the formation for the capital Audine for an urgent reinforcement request, watched Esta for a long time from a hilltop just a kilocre west of Esta.

[Note] A kilocre is approximately one kilometer

"It's about time. It's Calmis."

Then the space around Lennon's right shoulder swayed like a mirage.

And from that empty space, which swayed all the way, a whisper of appearance responded.

"... Yes. We will now activate the plan."

Lennon nodded satisfactorily.

"Hmm. I'm looking forward to it."

"... Yes. Now with this…"

Then the swing of space gradually converged and returned to just space for the end (Shima).

"Looking forward to it. I'm really looking forward to it.... Schneider, Gorkos, Raydam, all of them..."

Lennon giggled lightly at her tongue.

But the laugh gradually became a small laugh, and then the voice gradually grew louder, and he finally laughed softly and even louder.

Four.

"Yeah? What's that?... Is it fog?

The Lombards had come before the Lowenglin camp in an attempt to explore Lennon's trends.

So I discovered a bright white misty thing looming from the western direction in the distance.

That was very widespread and was approaching the Lowenglin formation at very early speeds while winding the vortex.

"... no! This is... magic!

It was also once that Lombardo shouted, and instantly it engulfed the Lowenglin formation, sliding further over the Altarte River, covering all the way up to the Raydam armies on the other bank.

"Magic! Is this it?

Chester screamed in the fog so thick that Lombardo could only be seen blurry that he should be within reach if he reached out.

"Oh yeah. I saw it once before. This is a magically created mist!

"... it wouldn't be poison fog, would it?

"That's okay. No physical harm... I think"

"I think, then I'm in trouble...... but apparently you're okay. I can breathe fine."

"Oh. Apparently so"

Then Shester noticed all the time.

"Speaking of which, didn't you say you were wrapped in a very deep fog the day the military clashes occurred? And the fog of the day..."

"Probably so. If... something should happen after this!

"Yeah. I guess so. But what the hell happens..."

The Lombards spent enough twisted time in the thick fog.

Then my vision began to open.

"Yeah?... haven't the fog diminished?

"... oh. Looks like it.... What the hell do you want..."

Then suddenly several dazzling (blinking) rays rose towards heaven from the Raydam formation across the Altarte River.

At first it was about ten rays of light, but over time it increased the number of copies, and when it did become a giant sphere of light, enveloping the entire esta.

Naturally, the Lombards were also in the midst of a dazzling light.

"Now the light! What the hell! I don't see it at all! Are you there, Shester?

"I'm here. I don't think you can see it."

"It's a big deal to be calm at times like this. That's great."

"No, no, I'm still pretty upset inside this. I've never seen such a light before. Was this light magically created just like the mist earlier?

"I don't know. But apparently this light, like fog, is not harmful to the body."

"What do you really want to do... oh apparently this light is going out too"

As Shester put it, the light gradually lost momentum. And the vision, which had been completely lost, gradually returned.

Then a sudden scream broke out from the vicinity where the light on the opposite shore originated.

The scream was first raised by a few, but soon it increased by ten and twenty, instantly chained with one hundred and two hundred.

And then Esta was wrapped up in the screams of an incredible number of men who deserved to be described as a snort cry.

The Lombards turned in a hurry and saw 'it'.

At the next moment, "It" was suddenly in heaven with an uninterrupted loud voice.

It was a cry that made the hearts and hearts of all who heard from the cold.

Lombardo squeezed out his voice desperately as he struck and trembled with fear, finally being able to utter the name 'It'.

"... Thousand Years of Dragons!"

Now the curtain of the feast of terror was about to be cut and dropped.