The Baby Raising A Devil

After confirming the alleged soldier with the flag, I and my soldiers quickly moved to the camp.

Our faction is a shop.

Because we cannot blow up the building because it is densely populated, as the Baloic army speculated in the preliminary round to the streets of Dechon.

This is where the opponent's tactics are limited.

I've checked with our soldiers in the barracks for information on the Shuhail army's 'redhead'.

"This is Josh Telberg."

[Confucius Shuhail has been training for four days. An article that is likely to be a flag is called Telburne, but it's fast! And the weakness of Confucius Schuheil..!!]

It's Miss Hadello's guess!

'Then the story I heard last time is reliable information.'

Confirmation was needed, as it may have been a false information leak for the fiancée.

I nodded and heard the rest of the story.

"Josh Telberg is a fast footed, magical man with a plague. Terra, from the Archery, is good at ranged combat."

He's the one who specializes in running.

The finals have no time limit. In my past life, the finals of the Virtual War were four days and four nights.

I looked outside the barracks. The sky was not unusual, but the raindrops were falling one by one.

"All of his soldiers have been borrowed from the Islands Army, so he'll be more familiar with the geography here than we are. Confucius Shuhail is better than I was as the winner of the last virtual war."

Our soldiers were a nervous face.

Everyone knew about it and would be worried in many ways.

I smiled.

"But most of our soldiers are from Dublin. In addition, our territory is a place of frequent rain and snow, allowing us to cope quickly with climate change and be physically superior to them. The terms are never pushed against them."

I looked at them with a straight line of sight as I woke up.

"My father, Theodore Dubled, has never been defeated in any battle since he got on the Gaju. I'm his daughter. I will not lose unless you give up."

The soldiers bent one knee at a time, and I told them.

"Tell me why the Dublin Red Army is the best."

"Yes!"

* * *

Imperial Palace.

Some of the nobles looking at the horoscope shed their resilience.

"The Dubled Younger knows morale is important."

In comparison, Edgar Schuhale on the other side couldn't hide his excitement.

From the beginning, I was struck by the strategy of LeBlaine. Above all, I felt that I had accidentally exposed a flagged soldier, which would be embarrassing. No matter how powerful he is, he is only a boy.

The commander was impatient, and Schuheil's soldiers were also affected.

"The only thing that surprised me with fire was to find the flag."

"It seems to have been the cornerstone to excite the Schuheil Confucius. Nine-year-olds are special."

"A child of destiny."

"You're more of a Dublin Red than that."

Grand Duchess Camilla said to Duke Dubled, who was smiling near the picks.

"I think I've learned a lot from my father, a brilliant commander."

"I've never taught tactics. I never advised you in this virtual war."

"Nothing?"

Duke Dubled said that the surroundings were sullen.

Mrs. Camilla asked in astonishment.

"Is it true? How can a nine-year-old lady..."

"A child with a father who has never been defeated in any battle. There must be something naturally acquired. Of course, it's possible for my daughter to excel."

Remarkably, I couldn't completely conceal flattering colors.

The goddess Camilla laughed with a loud voice. From the Duke of Dublin to the father of Dublin, Javelin Arige and Dublin, even the three proud contributors were amusing and surprising.

They were born to be a member of the ruling party and possessed an unrivalled talent.

'If any father does that, he'll cheer him up.'

LeBlaine changed his perception through virtual warfare that he was' fortunate enough to be a child and to be adopted in Dublin '.

There are still some who think so, but most of those who have a human eye are not surprised.

Soon after, those who watched the horoscope jumped with an exciting expression.

"The battle has begun!"

Some of the Leblans' military forces headed for the Shuhail faction.

The battle in the rain was dominated by LeBlaine's Horseman or Dubled.

However, the battlefield does not belong to the opposing faction. Terrain was not a good condition for the Dublin Red Army.

"Oops... Oops!"

Dubled troops, who seemed to be fleeing, destroyed the Warhorse Atmosphere in Schuhale.

And you are.

Bang, bang, bang, bang!!

A bulldozer flew from the building just in front of the Shuhail faction.

And he said, "Hi-ying!" I started to run away crying high.

The face of the Shuhail Confucius in the horoscope is dull.

[Grab him!]

It was not for the Dublin Red Army to take back the flag.

I'm going to get rid of horses and moving machines and tie up the magic flag of Schuhale and Josh Telberg's feet.

No matter how fast your feet are, you don't get to fight horses. The reason Josh Telberg became a flag is gone.

"Oh, my God!"

People swallowed the drool.

Even though he did in the preliminary round, he overwhelmed the situation to become a LeBlaine who was clearly pushed to the finish.

"What about the infant?!"

On the other side of the horizon, LeBlaine was on the move with half the remaining soldiers.

I was either destroying the place where the Shuhail army's flags were best placed to hide, or I was setting a trap by installing horse-drawn tools that were licensed in the final.

"Is she going to set a trap for herself? It would be dangerous!"

A feeble-minded nobleman looked at the little girl with a worried expression, but LeBlaine was barely flying.

The leader of the Central Knights said, "Ho……." I spilled elasticity.

The number of soldiers deployed to the virtual war is all the same. Twenty. The Shuhail army is led by its commander, Confucius himself, and Dubled is pushed numerically.

In a small number of battles, just one person is not enough.

LeBlaine's support from the rear was, of course, willing.

It doesn't matter if it doesn't help. The numerical push will erase the Dublin Red Army's concern.

'You know that clearly.'

The Dublin Red Army with the Horse Tool scattered its horns and was passionate about setting traps.

Leblanc also entered a shabby building that seemed to be a warehouse, where he could not see if the footage stone was installed.

At that time, Duke Valois raised his body. However, it was not noticeable because some people were already excited and were half-awake or getting up and rolling their feet in the east.

'That place...!'

"Father?"

Hayton and Niels, who were watching the virtual war with Duke Valois, looked at my father with a curious look.

The Duke of Valois took his seat again, swallowing the dried saliva.

'No, I can't find it just by going inside.'

I've already finished the cleanup.

I was reassured that even the area included in the Virtual War was safe.

'But why would you want to set a trap there?'

Once it can hide as much as it is, but it is surrounded by a tall building in the shop and it will not hide unless the flag of the Shuhail army is stupid...!

* * *

'This is one of Duke Valois's secret warehouses!'

I smiled and put the horse tool in my pocket well.

I had no intention of setting a trap here in the first place.

I came in to take a look around the inside of the stadium.

So I purposely destroyed the place where the flag could be hidden, causing it to get caught in an explosion near the window and put it away.

'It was planned as soon as I saw this place in the battle zone of Virtual War.'

[How do I deal with what's in the basement of the warehouse?]

[We should dispose of it discreetly. Once, a part of the armed forces....]

I recalled the memory I heard in my second life.

'Underground. I said there was underground....'

After setting the torch on fire, I looked inside and laughed at my head.

"There's a bookshelf like this in Duke Valois's library."

It looks old, but I know it's an expensive bookshelf. In my second life, I lived as the daughter of Duke Valois.

It's suspicious to leave a bookshelf like that in the warehouse, so I stumbled into the bookshelf. But there was something in the corner.

Let's hit it.

Kuoooooooong...

The closet parted and the stairs were revealed.

I spilled real blood.

"That's why I was so excited when I secretly ate the bread I stole from the library."

I was wondering if I could get a secret device.

I rinsed, snorted and carefully went down the stairs.

Smells like rusty iron.

Smells like iron? No, it smells like blood! '

I carve a starter in my hand, look around the basement, just in case.

Hair scattered around, and traces of carved carvings on the floor, a small amount of manna that remains in the air.

[Boone, so the Plain Man summons Otoke-Amma? (Boone, how do ordinary people summon demons?)]

[Possible if there is a certain amount of jewelry, Mana, Sacrifice, and Summon Jin to be mediated.]

[Appellate Body? (Summon Body?)]

[Every demon has a different summoning group. It's the most important thing to summon a demon.]

I spit in laughter.

"Son of a bitch, I summoned the devil here."

Then the hair that fell around would be that of the man who bought it from the house of hope as an offering.

I picked up the stones and continued to draw the remaining summons on the floor.

I'm glad it took me a while to erase the trail.

I followed the line and I could see the picture of the Frostbite Summoner.

'Once you have remembered this painting well, find the goldsmith and see which demon summoner....'

I thought so, but the surroundings shook a lot.

Fruit and vegetables!!

At the same time, the communication stone flashed.

[Baby, come out. The Shuhail army has surrounded us!]

Oh, my God. I think I'm running out of time.

I climbed up the steps of the Hudadak and said,

"Me, which way should I go?"

[First of all…… this visible window…… will wait on the side……]

I couldn't hear my voice like I had a noise, but I lost communication.

It looks like the Shuhail army has used horse-drawn tools to disrupt communications.

There are currently no commanders in our army.

I bit my lips tightly.

If this happens, I can't do it.

I had no choice but to call the last input soldiers they didn't know...!

'Oh, I was going to use it at the end.'

I used the transmitter to send a signal.

Three times, the stone blinks.

And shortly after, the person who appeared outside the window....

Edgar Schuhale discovers him and shouts.

"That's ridiculous! How could you...!"

I yelled out the window.

"Zakari!"

[Since when did you express yourself?]

[Teacher too. It's a strategy, of course.]

[What?]

[This is a stone with an auror. That way, I know they don't have me. Your baby should contact the Imperial Palace for a military replacement tomorrow. Let everyone in the world think I expressed Aurora.]

The King of the Inner Monkey of our army.

With a nasty strategy, Henri Burgundy is my escort.

It was Zakari.