The elegant daily routine of sage Grecas - here we go with a lovely 'Sage Hall' life!

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I came to the Operations Command post in the middle of the garrison.

I asked Manuferno to wait in the tent with Plum and Hemperoza, and Luroni and Lentomia to go see the 'Sky Turtle'.

The residential area and the place where the carriage is parked are about 200 Merte away. If the "Wide Area Communication Disruption Attack (Jamming)" was at the hands of forces trying to harm the garrison, it was thought that carriages and other means of travel would be the next target.

"Sage, come here"

I was prompted by a soldier and stepped into the ops command post.

A building like a cabin, even if it's a command post. Nevertheless, it is one of the few wooden buildings in this world tree village on the way to development.

Next to the command post stood a "sight or gura" about ten mertes high. On Yakura, built with a combination of trees, two soldiers are using far-sighted glasses to monitor their surroundings.

"I've been waiting for you, wise man!

When Knight Rembrandt spoke from the front chair across the table, the indoor gaze was turned simultaneously.

"I heard the story. I can't seem to get my magic comms to King's Landing."

I give a toast to the indoor faces as I prepare the sage's robe.

"Sage too......!? Again, is it an attack?

"Come on. I still can't say anything"

For now, tease appropriately. If you tell me what information the army has, I won't be able to judge.

Sit back in a chair as recommended.

Looking around the members surrounding the table, it seems a meeting by about ten people who manage the garrison.

The interior is illuminated by a crystal light, centered on Rembrandt, the chief of the knights with a rugged expression, with four knights in the conference seat so as to consolidate their left and right.

There are two other soldiers wearing light armor who appear to be in the captain's class. Others sat a woman with wings woven in a red wizard's robe.

They are all members of the Central Immediate Group (Methano) Special Operations Group (Militia), which was sent to the land under the orders of Her Royal Highness Princess Snoovel.

On the front wall is a tapestry with the crest of the Kingdom of Methanostat.

The knight Rembrandt sat in the position to carry it, with a rack to put his weapon next to him. There are five swords in the decorated sheath, but they are all "Mass Produced (Products) Thunder Swords (Sundaguards)".

The fact that it is manufactured as a mass-producible magic weapon, although of inferior performance when compared to the Ergonote treasure sword, is an outfit that is silently showing the strength of the Kingdom of Metanostadt.

There are several crystal spheres on the wall and a white curtain to show the footage.

"- Currently, this base is isolated (...). The anomaly in magic communication has kept me out of touch with the Wang capital Metanostadt for about half an hour. The cause is unknown at this time. But there are no suspicious shadows in the surrounding 1km Merte area."

The situation is briefly explained and a circle is drawn on the map on the desk.

A large paper map with one Merte Quartet depicted a figure showing the location of the world tree and the base and the path stretching north and south through which the carriage could pass.

"After all, it would be reasonable to consider it the work of external forces (...) that they encountered in the world tree. In the trees of the world, they have bewitched us. My treasure sword (...) was paralyzed and even the magic of my fellow sages was wiped out."

Sir Rembrandt presents his views in the light of the confirmation of the status quo. Apparently everyone on this scene already knows who they encountered in the world tree and about the fact that magic was obstructed, and they still hear it with a difficult look.

"Unfortunately, even if we look at the current total membership, we don't know who the magic is that was set up instead of countermeasures. Interfering with magical communications should require massive ritual-grade magic..."

A young, but seemingly serious, wizard woman in her late twenties said with a bewildered look as she rolled a crystal ball in her hand.

He must be a skilled middle-sized wizard from bright silver hair, blue eyes and robe colors.

The knights are listening in silence, but clearly they are feeling a lack of power on the wizard team.

Originally organized for the support of the garrison's communications officers and warriors, the wizards may lack knowledge and experience of these anomalies (...).

"Master Sage, I have a favor to ask you. I'm sorry, but can I definitely help you with your wisdom and strength?

A knight looks at me and says: polite and the words soft, but essentially means an order (...).

I've only come from His Royal Highness the Princess to investigate the World Tree. It is a little onerous to even undertake consultations on the difficulties of the military base.

Nevertheless, even though I myself do not intend to belong to the kingdom, I receive a reward and a comfortable hall and a robe from the Magic Society of Metanostadt. And this is how the kingdom still offers accommodation and rice.

In other words, he's essentially a Metanostadt wizard.

The survey of the World Tree is more due to my own pure knowledge and interest than because I was asked to.

It wouldn't be a bad idea to cooperate here in the sense of paying back the favor. Keeping a "good relationship" with the knights and the base in mind for the future is a good story for our people.

After all I thought about it, I quietly lifted my glasses with my fingertips.

"Okay. Let's help."

"Ooh......!

A color of relief floats in the faces of knights and wizards who were in the conference room.

"Sir Rembrandt, I have one favor to ask you"

"What is it?

Everyone's gaze gathered quietly at me again.

"I'd like you to give me two hours."

"... and you say?

"Currently, what seems to be happening to this base is a magical attack aimed at disrupting and disrupting communications, called a wide area communications jamming attack (jamming)."

"Magic attack......!

"In a highly magically developed world, massive magic jamming occurs as a front stage of battle. It would be something similar."

The term "highly magically developed world" here is to say that in the world of scientific civilization I once lived in, a quote from a book describing state-of-the-art military knowledge from the early twenty-first century, but magic jamming can be replaced by radio jamming (...).

"But after this, I don't think there will be a direct invasion. This would be a messy attack, aimed at chaos and internal collapse. And I think they're after a delay in the World Tree investigation."

Everyone on the spot looks at each other.

"Why, it seems so?

Knight Rembrandt raises a sober question.

"I am assuming that even the members of the battle force and investigation who are in this garrison may be defeated. I hate to say it, but there's also the possibility that insiders are getting mixed up."

"Insider......! Again, as I said, we should detain all Marinocereses! As soon as you find the spy in the twinkle, you can snap his neck!

Don! and the bloody middle-aged soldier chief slapped his desk.

"Can you listen to me first?

"Ugh, um..."

"There are roughly a hundred warriors on this base. One squadron size. It is also a thick elite (...) of well-trained, disciplined and proud loyalties. And the knights even possess a treasure sword that emits thunder."

"Ha! Master Sage! Very well. You know that. We are not like the Knights of the King's Capital like the main team (...) and ornaments of a hard-headed kingdom! Her Royal Highness's Scarf, trained to deal with every situation on the front lines! Super Dragon Drasilia and I have done well."

The soldier chief who cared about my words laughs in an excited way. But the knight Rembrandt took control of it by hand. I'll keep explaining.

"I mean, it's not easy to take down this base. As you know, it takes roughly three times as much troops to defend itself against the position."

This is military common sense. I am only the result of the knowledge I have learned and accumulated in books. It's not something I looked into in search magic (Ggol), it's just a remnant of the military laws and military knowledge I used to read through in the library (...) though.

If Metius were here, he'd look into this as well as he's talking, but now he's resting in my pocket, and he won't be awake for a while.

"Is there any perceived large-scale military movement around here that seems hostile?

Everyone there flanked their necks.

Flat and stunning Hikarika Mina Meadows. Even here, if you intend to move the invading army, the barracks will be a massive march.

If the carriage or the army formed by the Wing Dragon (Wyburn) team were moving around, you'd notice even from ten kilometers away. But there are no shadows or shapes around this base right now.

It is also possible to temporarily hide in sandstorms, mists, etc. due to the magic of the recognition disturbance system, but the duration is not long.

"I mean, you say this is a Yang Dynamic (...)?

"That's right. What if we can keep up the pressure? A day or two, and no matter how strong the army, there are a lot of civilians inside the base as well as military personnel. Doubt Dark from Confusion. There's probably a conflict coming from spy hunting, which could cause an internal collapse."

Hikari turns his gaze to the soldier leader who was screaming earlier. I arm myself like a bad ass and pretend I'm thinking.

"I see...... We maintain good relations with our collaborators. Operation to wedge in there...... If so, what do we do?

"Keep it up, let's have a fun dinner party"

"Dinner party!?

"Actually, I can't help but be hungry anymore. You all do, don't you?

Ha, and the meeting place soothes.

I can't even think about putting some poison in my diet, but that's why we should all eat together.

As far as poison is concerned, my magic analysis makes it possible to check the moment I hold it in my hand for the presence or type of poison, and as soon as there are strange moving humans, I will know.

"But be vigilant. Do the opposite by 'messing' them up, as if you haven't noticed this one jamming communications. The opponent will eventually cut off his paralysis and reveal his horse legs."

"... the boulder is a wise man...! So, like pretending to be calm...... no, many soldiers don't know this situation. Do you mean we should just keep quiet..."

His eyes glow as Sir Rembrandt conceived.

"We will monitor the suspicious. Sir Rembrandt would be nice to have a meal with you, wise man."

"Uhm."

My fellow knight is right, that would be the best idea.

"But didn't you first say, 'Give me two hours'?

One of the knights asked me.

"Yes, I want to perform a magical improvement and an analysis of the attacks that have been set up. Whether… while eating"

The task entrusted to me is to strengthen and improve the enemy kingdom (circle) (...) and analyze the "black powder" causing magical transmission disorders in two hours -

Continued