The Economics of Prophecy

East of the river, the Imperial Army faction.

"The Legion of Magic Instructors rearranged in three steps as soon as they crossed the river. Ensure adequate spacing. A corrugated attack by [Spiral" Calidus "flame" -Stule "] on the horseback riding army of the kingdom that storms. If you stop the enemy from advancing, advance with the avant-garde. Left and right cavalry, take control of enemy siege movements."

Mayteer's pale orders are communicated to each unit.

"The speculator was certainly excellent. I felt a little bit of magic. The kingdom still has excellent measuring skills to track with such trace amounts. But we can't talk about numbers."

"Yes. Up to this point, I was right about that girl."

said Berito, who refrains to the left of Maitille.

"Later, that green shield. It's the new magic inhibitor she was talking about because of the color."

"Although it meant very trace amounts in red forest soil. Then there's no way you can hold up as much as you can for a short period of time. It's not like that girl's telling the truth."

Crane, who refrains to the right of Mathier, said in a stiff voice.

"Damn, Crane was unhappy that I was putting her into a few manipulations."

"... no. I was only cautious."

"I know. That's why we lined up in three steps so we could handle it. If the first step is prevented, simultaneous attacks are carried out in the second and third steps. Later, advance until you put the enemy's main battalion in range. Intensive attack with a big flag over that waste. So I can put on a piece of this annoying fight."

A message from the avant-garde arrived.

We got a move on the enemy catapult.

"Don't you punish me yet? The response is the same as earlier. Hundreds of men in the first and second steps prepare for the Knights of the Enemy assault and let the left and right platoons of the Troop III intercept them. The rest of Troop III maintains aim for the Knights. Start the attack as soon as you're in range."

Five left and right men in the rear row of Robe's legions set up their magic wands towards the sky at the behest of Mathier. The demonic conductors exposed with their arms turned up bring light.

The red light of magic extends from the arm to the magic wand. A band of light appears around the magic wand. The band of light converges as it spirals toward the tip of the magic wand.

Slight tinnitus. Cold air reaches the skin. A red flaming bullet appeared at the end of the magic wand. At the next moment, a flaming bullet that took heat from its surroundings was fired towards an enemy bullet flying in the air.

"What's your reaction now...?

The moment [Spirulitis] hit the enemy bullet, Maitir saw the flames splash into unnatural shapes. The next moment, I heard a noise called Balin and I could play a bullet. With the shattered fragments, the liquid pours down on the Mayteels.

I accidentally covered my face with both hands, Mathier. As I wetted my cheeks, a green line as thin as a needle extended at my fingertips.

"It's not acid... Oil."

She doesn't even care if Crane rushes to muck Mayteer's face with a cloth, and she rubs her fingers together. I don't feel any pain or discomfort physically.

"What are you doing with such a small amount of oil? No, the reaction to spirulitis earlier...... This color."

Mathier spins his head.

"The Knights of the Enemy approach. Move to the third enemy caster."

"Move as first instructed."

My men set up a magic wand on a nearby order. More than a hundred magic wands point forward and aim at the horseback riding squadrons advancing. The Wizards are recovering from chaos in an instant. But what's supposed to happen doesn't happen. There is no increase in magic around her.

"The Demon Leadership will not activate!

I heard a screaming voice. The next moment, a stone bullet jumped into his formation. Fortunately, the aim was there, but the infantry that was surrounding the Enchantress unit was blown away.

Mathier looked at her arms in a panic. I could see the magic currents blocked everywhere. Obviously because of the green dye you bathed earlier.

Wizards desperately muddling their arms. Mayteer also tries to wash it away with the water she receives. However, slight pigments that do not stain and remove skin strongly inhibit the flow of magic.

"Instructor, give me your instructions."

"Magic inhibitors, you're such a big deal in trace amounts. Switch Demonic Crystals to Deep Red. Raise the Magic Pressure to run the Demon Leadership."

By order of Maityr, the Wizards acquire a new Demonic Crystal.

The Knights are approaching. Magic flows from the arms of the Magic Conductor to the Magic Conductor wand. The magic currents around you increase. I made it. Mathier sets up a magic wand, too. Her aim is a fine knight of armor in the middle of the enemy.

But at the next moment the magic around me was disturbed again. Mathier weakened his magic reflexively.

"Oh, hey, what are you doing" "No. Get away from me!

The next moment, the light could play in front of Mayteel. I thought it was the enemy's demon guide attack, but what Maitir saw was one demon guide who made smoke rise from the demon wand.

"Why are you here? Uh-huh."

Another wizard released the spirits in an unsightly direction. A Wizard is shot by [Spiritis] on his side.

"Gu, my arm..."

"Oh, my God, I can't control the Magic Brigade"

That's not all. Many wizards hold their arms and nod. Only three platoons located at the left edge of each regiment succeeded in activating the Maitir's Instructed Passage Staff.

Maityle glances at my arms. The magic flow is like a mess. I wonder if it's interrupted in some places, and in others, excessive magic flows. And where we shouldn't connect, we connect.

If you look closely, the liquid of the enemy attached to your arm is two colors: green and red. Mathier finally realized how spicy the enemy was.

"You split the two different catalysts: inhibition of magic and amplification."

It's controllable if you're simply being inhibited by the flow of magic. But if the conflicting effects are applied completely randomly, the control goes beyond the mind of the Mage.

Nevertheless, how can two types of magic catalysts be so effective in such trace amounts...

"Instructor, give me your instructions. Instructor!"

"Wait. Uh, given the nature of this attack... If you wash it away with alcohol or oil."

When Mathier came to the solution, enemy horseback riding troops slammed into the avant-garde. Behind it you can see enemy infantry like Yunxia.

"We won't make it. Retreat. The horseback squad destroyed the bridge with a broken castle hammer. Drop your mentor to Kurtheit."

Berito flies instructions to the left and right horseback riding units.

"Follow me if you succeed in activating the magic wand."

Gather the wizards at the left end Crane has managed to recover from.

Mathier makes sure he gets dragged back to the bridge he just crossed. Each of the four leading horsemen, who were carrying an improved broken castle hammer, pulls a broken castle hammer and runs out. A golden pile spinning at higher speeds was launched into the ear sac, although it was more than one turn smaller than the object used by the horse dragon.

A broken castle hammer blows up a bridge of earthbags with an enemy knight on top. Less than twenty wizards, led by a nearby leader, emit spirulitis on the river's shield. An enemy knight who tries to jump over a destroyed bridge is blown away.

The enemy was slightly frightened. The rest of the horseback riding squad I was handing out to the left and right is approaching the Mage Corps. The Mages are picked up by horseback riding units one after another. With confusion, Maitir is also pulled up to the horse of the captain of the horseback riding unit.

But the successor to the enemy's horseback squad rides into the river, and just behind it is a swarm of enemy infantry looming. Ignoring the infantry of an ally desperately fleeing, the enemy approaches an army of robes.

When Mathier looked behind him from the horse that ran out, Crane's troops, who were on the riverbank, were surrounded by enemies. One after the other, the late Running Mages are hung on enemy blades or struck by spears.

"Tell the enemy commander. We have negotiations for Ricardo Vinder. Repeat, Ricardo Vinder is ready to negotiate."

The voice of the commander-like knight that Maythir earlier tried to shoot down arrived on her back as she fled.

"Ricardo Vinder.... thats the answer"

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West of the river, Royal Army headquarters.

And the king stood on his back the flag of the king, which was in the tent: and before him were Tenberg and Fabius. Tenberg is given the sword by the king, and Fabius the helmet.

More than a hundred of the wizards, the main force of the empire, were debated or taken prisoner. It is Tenberg's report that less than fifty fled. Anyway, reduce the number of Wizards. That aim was achieved. The damage to enemy infantry fleeing across the river while getting wet is never small, he said.

"Are you sure the Lord is going..."

Fulsey said.

"Yeah, once you know the negotiator is Vinder, you think Meer is valuable as a negotiating material over there"

The next thing I fear is the Imperial Army, which has risen upside down in defeat. Besides, who else can negotiate to get Meer back? I saw the main business of the kingdom boiling down to victory with cold eyes.

This is the real deal. This battle is only for me to negotiate. I owe it to their struggle to be well prepared, and I appreciate that.

"I see that..."

Fulsey also glanced at the tent.

"Of course the Empire, in case you think about something stranger, you can't stop it alone."

"Well, the kingdom, of course, is not going to do business to the detriment of the empire."

"Business talks..."

Fulsey will look like he's out there.

"Yeah, because I'm a merchant somehow. First, we need to hear the wishes of the king and the prime minister. Yes, Curator, do you have an example of a" bump "?"

You have more negotiating material for me than it is for me.