"Hurry up. If you don't work properly, you'll be surrounded by Arborest people and wiped out."
Instruct the Barca army as I raise my voice.
The people who heard the voice were moving around and working on it.
It activates the magic of [Wall Architecture] to create walls everywhere.
I've magically built walls like this many times before, but I think I'm getting faster work than I did the last time I was in battle.
I guess this is also due to my father's idea.
The amount of magic varies from individual to individual among the Barca army, and therefore the magic that can be used is different.
[Wall Architecture] cannot be used even if [Grounding] can be used by people with low magic power.
Alternatively, even if [wall architecture] can be used, [Atmos wall] cannot be used.
For this reason, they used to work in groups with every magic that the person could use.
But my father changed the way he did it and made it into a group where people who couldn't use magic with a lot of magic consumption would [inject magic].
Apparently this is working well.
[Wall Architecture] It had more than the effect that Barca soldiers who could not use it could also be expected as workers to build walls.
It was beginning to form something with a lot of magic, something like a class system of placing the weak beneath the strong.
This helped unexpectedly.
Because being human is a creature who skips work more than I thought.
I try to skip work slowly or take a break if I take my eyes off a bit, even when I'm coming to enemy land to work.
Until now, it was a grouping that only had the same level of strength, so within the group we were all equal in relation to each other for the price.
For that reason, we all work hard when we try, but when some of us start skipping, they're resting too, so there was a chain of skimming going on to try to get some rest for themselves.
but what if something obviously stronger than me was putting the group together as a leader?
The strength of the flesh due to the difference in magic power is something that cannot be ridiculed, at least not disobedient in being half-baked.
If I could find out I was skipping, if I could relentlessly put a penis in my head, I wouldn't like it. But people were going to work hard.
But I aimed to speed up further work.
It allowed each group to compete for progress.
In this case, [wall architecture] can't be used by humans. Barca soldiers and general soldiers who help with chores are one group, and if that group can quickly do the pre-assigned work, they decide to offer a little reward.
This has had a better effect than expected.
By each working hard for the rewards we earn, we try to reduce the rate at which skimming emerges, and yet come up with various ideas on our own to get our work done more quickly.
As a result, we succeeded in putting an early end to our original goal of building walls without any problems.
"This is terrible. I had no idea that this would happen to that elusive Parmea..."
"Looks like it went better than I expected, Lord Ghana. By now, the Arborest people who heard about Palmea will be in a hurry."
"You must be, Lord Ars. But I didn't know there was such a way to fight...... To be honest, I'm confused. For me, there is a realization that warfare is about knights showing their strength and making war work."
"Well, that wouldn't be wrong. Because in ordinary people, it's so easy to lose that you can't do anything when the knight is your opponent. The basics of battle, however, are that a flashy collision between knights can be a battlefield glory."
"You know that and you run an operation like this. Lord Ars and Lord Lion."
"Because I just did what I was told. If you're going to appreciate martial arts this time, I'm sure Lion will be the number one."
I was talking from the shores of Lake Paramere with Ghana, the knight of Fontana, watching the water fortress Paramere.
Since I finished building the wall the other day, I have been observing Paramere from the lake.
I didn't have to do anything because my part-time brother was straining and taking the cavalry to reconnaissance.
but even just looking at the lake that way, the presently advancing and difficult to attack paramere continued to cause damage.
That would be the case, too.
Because this is what Lion did.
I took the Barca army and built a wall just as Lion instructed.
The wall was a weir stop to the river connected to Lake Paramere.
When I first heard the idea, I thought I was going to pull down the river, change the flow of water, and dry up the lake.
But Lion's thoughts were the exact opposite.
Because the Barca army, which broke into Arborest territory, passed Lake Palamere and turned to the other side to build the wall.
Lake Palamere makes a lake so that multiple rivers meet.
but there was only one river running out of the lake.
Stop the river from weighing.
What happens then?
The difficult water fortress was submerged.
Of course, it's not submerged in complete water like sinking into the bottom of a dam.
but isn't the ground floor part at least about fully flooded?
When that happened, Paramere was over.
The food we kept so that we could use it as a fortress is useless.
Food runs out.
This is harder than I think with my head.
I know how spicy it is because I didn't have any food as a kid and I started magically plowing the fields.
But more horrible things seem to have happened.
That has to do with organisms living in this Lake Parameter.
Apparently, there are fierce demons swimming in this lake.
Dangerous demons lurking in the lake.
Another reason why Lake Paramere was said to be difficult to defeat was in this demon.
You must not go into the water in Lake Paramere.
People who live around here seem to grow up being taught about it so much that they can have octopuses in their ears since they were little.
Also, a large part of the army that once failed to attack Paramere has suffered from this demon.
Whatever it is, they approach and intercept the fort in the middle of the lake by boat, and if they fall into the lake, they will be attacked by demons.
The most powerful gatekeeper in sight awaits at the same time as the protection of the iron wall.
That was the secret to the strength of Parameter, the water fortress that we call difficult to defeat.
The dangerous demon entered the submerged water fortress and literally stripped the soldiers guarding the fortress of their fangs.
Thus, Paramere, the water fortress who was told that he would never fall, was to fall faster than the arrival of the main army of Arborest.