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

"Our army iron pile cannon (...) is currently fully operational. Commonly known as the Kamui Hammer Cannon. There are several types of flying bodies that can be ejected." Set of penetrating bullets "for high-hardness target penetration and crushing." Type 2 shotgun "for extensive soft-hardness target control," Type 3 anti-aircraft bullets "for anti-aircraft target control. And in this operation, we will use" Type 4 bullets "for material and personnel transportation."

A youth officer with pointy knife-like eyes, Chief of Operations Philagalia says in a pale tone.

The meeting room suddenly had a bitter atmosphere as if it had been condemned to death. The low roar of "uhh..." and the sound of gokuri and drinking.

Looking around at the distractions, the Chief of Operations Staff began to give an overview of the operations he had drawn up, whether he had received them as affirmations.

"Approximately a ton of 'four bullets' transportable weight. It can be fired roughly an hour from now. Computationally, up to ten fully armed soldiers can be transported directly to the middle of enemy territory along with supplies. But...... this time, eight hundred kilomertes away, it's a projection to the limit range critical, so we look at the extra six people, we consider it a plus supply. Again… six people."

There is a cold smile in the mouth of the Chief of Staff looking around the conference room. And when I stopped my gaze, I lifted the challenging corner of my mouth even further.

- That bastard... you're expecting my blue face!

The same unfavorable man, but he wraps his tongue around how well he has understood the situation in this short time and brought up the best measures.

I lift my glasses with my fingertips to create a calm, sedentary face.

In emphasizing six, it is clear that the number is intended to be six heroes. I don't have to deal with Manuferno or Faria, but it's like the members who get on board have decided from the beginning.

"... it's an interesting operation. But with the speed of re-entry beyond the speed of sound, we can't let him go upside down to the Castle of the Demon King?

In the Battle of Superdragon Drasilia, an entry maneuver by the "Holy Sword Battleship" floats in the back of his brain.

Many of the members here have experience riding that giant, ancient showdown weapon. Magic Warrior Commander Barricellius and Magic Society President Apras are also shaking their necks small and sideways to see if they have remembered the feeling of falling.

I don't dispute the Philagalia operation itself, but it doesn't look like I want to ride anymore.

That should be it, too, compared to "Holy Sword Battleship (...) - Silver (Platinum) in Ethereal Dome (Fatimart) -" a legacy of super advanced magical civilization, which is just a metal cylinder that we're going to get on board this time. Because it's a substitute, so to speak, like 'Iron Coffin'.

"Don't worry. A magic formula has been implemented for the fluid control system for deceleration, which will decelerate to an approximate speed of 100 km/h at 1,000 merte above the target penetration"

Operation Chief of Staff Filagalia drew a schematic diagram on the blackboard, which was set up in the conference room, with tremendous speed.

From point A to point B, draw a parabola and fly ballistically… enter and circle with chalk.

"... and then what?

"After taking a course of landing a bullet at the target, passengers can control aerodynamics by manipulating fluid control magic. This time you will be directed to your goal with that. And just before the landing, reverse ejection (...) due to automatic excitation of explosive-based magic in a phase roughly five seconds ago. Up to about 30 km/h… slows down"

"What is it that (...) slows down properly during the end?

Thirty kilometers an hour, Merte, but if he gets slapped on the ground, he usually dies.

"Drop brake umbrella manually...... don't worry, the parachute will open"

"You only have anxiety...... In addition to the personnel, can you load my flying magic unit, Barrel, as supplies? Then you can use it to escape when it's called Isa."

"Do you understand the weight of one? Sage Hall."

"About 50 kilometers."

"Six plus three hundred kilograms with six barrels...... Well, there won't be a critical problem."

Write the numbers on the cutthroat blackboard and nod Chief of Operations Staff.

"Ugh, um... that would be nice"

"I'll take care of the candidates."

I've been waiting for that word, and Ergonote raises his hand vigorously all the time.

"Grecas, let's go......! Nobody stop me!

"Ha, right. Brave... No, to my son-in-law Prince Ergonote. Me, and..."

"Of course I'm coming. I'm fine with Greg."

"The Awkward Are Coming"

Luroni, the swordsman (Serveria), also raised his hand to the wizard Lentomia.

"Another person will need an avant-garde position. I don't know if a replacement for the Six Hero Warrior will be served, but I will."

Knights Commander Wilstein raises his hand.

"... I appreciate the offer, but Faria... is actually in the King's Capital right now"

I turned to Ergonote. Just about a month ago, Faria came to King's Capital with her sisters and lives. He seemed busy, and somehow he hasn't contacted me since...

"Oh, in relation to your sisters studying abroad, we live together in a mansion in the heart of the Wangdu. He seemed fine, and if he spoke, he'd be happy to fly."

"Right......!

I want Faria to come if I can. This operation is important to work with members who can be sure of their power. Worst of all, considering the situation of direct confrontation with a demon king class opponent, it would be best to have Faria stay.

"Okay. Let's see what we can do."

The Chief of Operations Staff quickly removes a small crystal ball communication tool from the nostalgia and gives instructions.

"And then..., healing user... I want to take Manuferno"

This is the situation, although the person's consent has not been obtained. I hope you can help me.

"How comforting to have a rare healing magic user in the world, given the princess's state of health indeed...!

Balikerius, head of the Magic Corps, nods at the words of Sir Applaus, president of the Magic Society.

"Give me time, I'll ask for it"

"Okay.... Now we also have the endorsement of Lord Sage. Ladies and gentlemen, if you have any other way of sending personnel and supplies to Dicamaran Castle faster than this draft operation, please tell us how we can conduct a rescue operation."

……

Ergonote originally, Magic Corps Commander Barricellius and Knights Commander Vilstein also face each other in silence.

"... just in case, President of the Magic Society, Sir Apras A. Jill. Is ritual magic possible, as it appears in legends, like transferring space with magical powers?

"Unfortunately, such magic has been lost for a long time. Not to mention now, I can't make it."

"I see, then... is it up to you"

"Um. Come on."

His Majesty the King nods with a slightly stronger look as he narrows his eyes. Looks like we're going to have to go on this operation more than we have any other way.

"But... is it a death ceremony (...) warhead? It doesn't sound ominous."

Lu droops his cat ears and laughs powerlessly.

"Oh, in the middle of a bad feeling, I didn't know... I was going to ride"

"Greg, I, I wanted to go to the bathroom......!

As Lentomia sifted, she shook her shoulders and took a seat. I don't even want to be in a cylinder like a flying coffin, but I can't help it.

It is not debatable that this is the fastest and best way to secure Her Highness Princess Snoovel.

"Sage Grecas, are you flying in the sky again?

"At least I hope it has a window..."

While we were having a conversation, Chief of Operations Philagalia started writing cuttlefish, situations and time schedules on the blackboard we had in the conference room at great speed.

The time it takes to prepare, the estimated time of firing… but that's where the fingertips stop.

"Hey, wait a minute... Lord Philagalia, Chief of Operations Staff. So... what are we gonna do when we get home?

Magic Corps leader Balikerius raises his hand and asks.

That was a particular question. Do something about the princess and rescue her. If you do poorly, you may be dying. And one of the wizards is missing. Escape from the Walking Magic Castle will not be easy even after you carry it

…………

Apparently, you didn't think about it, or are you going to think about it?

The Chief of Operations Staff, Filagalia, turns this way with a severe wrinkle between his eyebrows.

Don't look at me, but I'm gonna have to help out here, too.

"Chief of Staff, then let's leave the flying carriage, the Sky Turtle, which will take about ten hours, but there will be no further way to retreat after rescue."

"Ho...! That's a good idea.... thank you, Sage Lord"

A rare and honest thank you Chief of Staff. Well, let me lend you this.

"The Lord... I would like to ask Lord Balikerius, Commander of the Magic Corps, or Lord Applause, President of the Magic Society"

"Ooh! You've been waiting for me. That word!

"I'll take care of it!

Two old wizards embark on themselves.

"I wouldn't have to worry about a lack of firepower if Sir Balikerius, the captain of the Magic Corps who will be manipulated with explosive flame magic. But in order to be complete, we also advance the boarding of the witch Alberina."

"Oh! That's good, that's good!

Now the rescue operation begins.

Continued