Shinigami ni Sodaterareta Shoujo wa Shikkoku no Ken wo Mune ni Idaku

─ ─ Stonian Army Headquarters

"Lieutenant Colonel Laurent is dying!

"Colonel Rheinback, take him down!

"Brigadier General Abelhardt is dead!

When a blue conductor arrives instead of a replacement, he will be notified of the death of an officer who is also known in the Stonian army. The main force had no further upset spreading.

(I had some anticipation, but this still happened...)

Felix whines inside. Over the binoculars is a Stonian soldier tangled in innumerable squirrels and unable to move. Turning to the binoculars in a different direction, the sight full of frenzy is widened by the red rain pouring from the sky without a single rain cloud.

This is clearly a testament to the magic being activated, and it turns out that there are at least two magicians in the Saint Shore Army.

(One is the magic of the restraint system. Probably because of Amelia Strast's work. The other is flame lineage. Besides, extensive magic... must be quite hands-on among magicians. The Shinto Mekia has a better range of pawns than expected. A small country, but you can never insult it. I'm sorry for the Stonian army, but this is valuable information)

Augusto approached me in the shape of a ghost under Felix with that sentiment.

"Lord Felix! What the hell is that?

"What is that?

Felix answers in a flat manner. Then Augusto grabbed it up with the momentum of all the beatings. Slurry and tight Felix's body floats slightly. Seeing how it was, Ensign Therese, who had refrained next door, raised his anger.

"Lord Augusto! Let go of that hand! Aren't you disrespectful to His Excellency Felix!

"That's weird! Shut up, little girl!

"Ko, little girl style......!?

For a sip of Augusto, Theresa tides her lukewarm face. Felix put his hand gently on her shoulder like that.

"My lord..."

"Lord Augusto is a little excited. Nothing to worry about."

"But to Your Excellency..."

"I'm fine"

Say it. Felix made me smile.

"My Lord Augusto, calm down a little. He's the third general of the Empire, assuming."

Cecilia, who had followed him, asked Augusto to be calm. When it comes to Augusto, I can take one big deep breath and pull my hand in like one looks bad. After coughing twice and three times, I have been laying down similar words again.

"Let's apologize for the disrespect. So, I ask you again, what the hell is that all about?

"Is that what you mean by magic?

"... you won't even have to ask me that. There are magicians in the Holy Shogun Army, etc. Water in your sleeping ears... I don't know, but Lord Felix didn't know?

The angry Augusto's eyes turn to something full of suspicion. Even if not as good as he is, Cecilia has turned a similar eye again.

"That there is a magician in the Saint Shore Army?

"That's right!

Felix replied without incident to Augusto, who began to raze his voice again.

"Yeah, of course I knew"

"Become...!? You mean you knew and you were lying down!?

"Exactly."

"Why?! If I'd known beforehand..."

"Wouldn't you have been able to fight properly if you had known?

Felix blocked and affirmed Augusto's words.

"A magician is a man who traverses the realm of man. At least that's what's recognised in the Imperial Army. Probably the same with the Stonian army, right?

"Oh, a magician is a man, not a man. It's supposed to be an out-of-the-box."

"That's why. Even though the soldier's morale is low, the magician's information can be deadly ferocious to the Stonian army. I don't think there's been a mistake in this decision."

The people of most countries, not just the Empire, envision magic as merely a product of fairytales. A soldier would recognize the existence of a magician, but still few would have actually seen the magic. That's all magicians are rare beings and are therefore deified and subject to fear.

"... I see, it may indeed be. But who's to blame for this low morale?"

Augusto said, shaking his fist.

"With all due respect, I was wondering if Lord Augusto would do something about it, including that. Whatever the history, you're the ones who finally decided to fight."

"Guuuuu......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"─ Lord Felix. As far as I can tell, you seem to know a lot about magicians?

Cecilia opens her mouth instead of a silent august. In response to that question, Felix let him snort lightly.

"Yeah, as Lord Cecilia said, I'm going to have a lot of knowledge. Because I know a magician who's a little strange on the edge."

"Really...... I unfortunately only know the street once about magicians. Would it be possible, if I may, to give you an edge of knowledge?

Say it. Cecilia has bowed her head deeply. Brilliant golden hair falls from her shoulders. Augusto opened his mouth with a flashing look.

"Chief of General Staff of Cecilia. You won't have to go that far."

"My lord, once we succeeded, our measures collapsed before magic. This is not when you care more about the end of things than this has happened. Because now there is an imminent danger of the collapse of all armies."

Cecilia, who spoke to Augusto, has begged Felix to teach again.

"Lord Cecilia, please raise your head. Of course I'll tell you. Because I have more information than this, and I've never crossed it."

Felix started explaining.

The left hand must always be the starting point when a magician unleashes magic.

There must be a difference in time between activations due to magical power.

And that magic, which is the source of magic, is not infinite, but risks leading to instant death if used too much.

Cecilia listened to the story in silence all the time, although she occasionally hammered, without pinching her mouth in particular.

"─ I see. Are you saying that there are considerable constraints and costs in exercising the divine power…"

Felix nodded loudly.

"Exactly. We're stepping across people's realms, but it's never meant to be invincible. If you slash it with a sword, you will naturally bleed, and if that is a steep point, it will lead to death. We can do as much as we want."

Cecilia laughed heartily at Felix, who said so. I see. Certainly some parts of Felix's story I can agree with. but it can also be taken as a statement because he is considered the most powerful man in the empire. I don't think only soldiers can handle it.

to the figure of a man who does not even show fine dust how he cowered even in front of a magician,

(I'm sure he... yeah. Definitely must have had experience crossing blades with a magician. And this is how I still live. Probably has something comparable to a magician...)

We all have no idea what it is, but yes, Cecilia concluded.

"My lord, let's retreat here immediately. As far as Lord Felix is concerned, it seems possible to take some steps against the magician if you have time. But I can't afford it right now."

To Cecilia's words, Felix shows how impressed he was with "the more." Augusto, meanwhile, shuddered his shoulders in defiance, twisting Cecilia.

"... you want me to keep congratulating you and back off like this?

Even if it's not the battle you wanted, I won't allow you to hold on as a samurai. Augusto's anger-filled expression tells the story as it were. Cecilia nodded loudly.

"Unfortunately. The morale of the earliest soldier would be equal without it. Water on burning stones such as double the force difference. It doesn't mean anything."

"... I don't even think the Empire will agree with that."

Augusto turned his grudging caged eyes to Felix.

"We're going to convince you. We have put almost all our strength into this battle. If we wipe it out here, the Principality of Stonia has no future. You will eventually disappear from the map of the Dubedilica continent. I don't even think the Empire would want that at the moment."

It's only a rumor, but I come here and hear that the Farnest Royal Army is beginning to overshadow its disadvantages. If that were true, the use of the Principality of Stonia as the "shield" of the Empire would still be worth it. Having so decided, Cecilia turned to Felix, who was listening with her arms together and jiggling.

"Lord Felix, that's okay."

On hearing Cecilia, Felix cheeks with supple fingers and slightly raises the edge of her mouth.

"You both seem to be making some mistakes."

"What am I mistaken for?

Seeing Cecilia surprised, Felix specially corrects the collar.

"I am only a military adviser. I'm not in a position to contest the Stonian military's decision."

"Speak for yourself, which mouth says"

Augusto told me to throw it away.

"Well, I won't deny it. If you're retreating more than that, you should hurry. I was wondering if the retreat itself would be a tricky move if the time went away."

"My lord, Lord Felix is right. The momentum of the Saint Shore Army is still increasing at this time. Will you please instruct me to retreat?"

To Cecilia pleading again, Augusto's fist, which had been gripped firmly from earlier, was loosened loosely, and one big sigh was dropped.

Instruct all troops to withdraw.

"Ha! Immediately!

-Headquarters of the Saint Shore Army.

Lara slowly lifted her hips as she watched the battle from a heavy six-wheeled tank shining in silver.

"Apparently Stonian troops have begun to withdraw..."

"It looks like the magic of Amelia and Johan has worked."

A woman holding back beside the tank reacts with a sleepy voice to a word that can also be taken as Lara's grunt.

His name is Historia Stampede. I can't imagine from sleeping hair or carefree expressions, but I am Weishang, who guards the last gate at La Shaim Castle, and for Lara, a friend since childhood at the same time as being a subordinate.

"Historia. Shake it up a little. We're at war now."

"I can't do that if you say so. I can't resist my physiological desires."

Historia gives a huge yawn over and over while rubbing only half the open silver eyes.

"Not at all...... even if it would be headed by Twelve Weishang. That doesn't show the guards."

"I didn't want to be different."

Historia says in a sigh. Some of Lara's face began to crack and cramp in the words.

"Ho... are you also somewhat dissatisfied with the decision of the Holy Angel?

"Out. I'm out. I'm out. Lara really likes the Angel."

Turning to teasing Historian remarks, Lara felt her ears get suddenly hot.

"Historia, we all have eyes. Stop talking in front of the public."

"Yes, sir. I'm sorry. - So, what do we do now? Personally, if you want to withdraw, I feel like you want to."

Historia asks in the same sleepy voice.

"What a fool. Do whatever chase you want. We set foot in the holy land of Mekia. I'll only get that reward."

"That's what Lara would say."

Historia leaks a flashy sigh.

That's why I told you to stop talking.

When Lara was deeply embarrassed, Historia let her shoulder grip even bigger.

"Yes, sir. Okay."

"You can reply once. double (...) sword (...) of (...) hi (...) s (...) t (...) li (...) a (...)"

"... so will you stop that genuinely embarrassing alias?

Lara responds with a mild grin against Historia, who in an instant turns a sharp gaze like her drowsiness has blown away. The Stampede family is a family member who originally excelled in writing, but with her emergence, which treats swords more like her own hands and feet than she did as a child, what she now mistakes as a family member of Wu is endless.

If it is a battle with a pure sword, it is such a delicacy that not even Lara can reach underfoot.

"Huh. Yeah, but Angelica and the others seem happy, right?

"Don't be with a weather woman in a flower garden like that all year long!

"Then do it right"

"Ha... okay."

When Historia hung her left foot on the candlestick and crossed the white horse, she pulled out the long sword of her hips and hoisted it high into heaven. There is no fine dust in the careless atmosphere until earlier. The figure of a beautiful and noble woman, just with another person, gathers the guardian's gaze irrevocably.

"Listen, my dear guardians! The victory of our army is almost confirmed by everyone's work! But that's not the end of it! I will lower the holy hammer than this against the Stonian army, who stupidly stripped their fangs! Take this as a testament to your loyalty to the Holy Angel!

"" "Respond!!!

"─ Lara Sacred Sho, give me the order."

Encouraged by the retrospective Historia, Lara waves her left hand refreshed.

"Start the march."

A three-headed horse hisses with Lara's orders, and the tank drives the battlefield. Almost simultaneously, the 13,000 guards raise their voices and begin their march with the sound of a loud hoof.

The battle between the Saint Shore Army and the Stonian Army came to an end in just half a day.