The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

Whenever I got to the conference room where I had a tongue fight with Mr. Bozzler, it seemed like all the participants were already assembled.

There are basically eight people who are authorized to participate in this Central Command Superior Council:

"Northern Guardian Chairman's Tabernacle"

"Eastern Guardian Chairman's Tabernacle"

"Western Guardian Chairman's Tabernacle"

"The Preservation of the South Chairman's Tabernacle"

Barracks Chairman's Tabernacle

"Chief of the Tabernacle"

"Deputy Commander."

"Commander"

In addition to that, this time I will be attending the meeting, the 'Chief of the Magic Club'.

While I say "Chief of Magic at Central Command," aren't you technically assigned to Central Command?

Probably a ploy by His Majesty the Emperor, but I'm just one member of an organization called The Sorcery Tabernacle.

This is like making up a baseball team on my own out of a lot of baseball teams, to say the least.

Besides, it is also possible for me to play the game alone, and on top of that, an unusual position in which I can have any team mix it up.

It is now a situation in which, on the basis of a promise made to me and His Majesty, I am provisionally attached to the Central Command, which is responsible for the defence of the imperial capital. But if there's any trigger, you can always throw me to the front line!

Your Majesty, you don't just fall......!!

By the way, the Chairman's Tabernacle seems to be the leading presence of the Tabernacles in each unit, so if you use the Tabernacle Leader as your teacher, are the Chairman's Tabernacles such as Grade Commissioners in each class?

While I am overwhelmed by the swordswallowing atmosphere of the officers in line, I speak softly of apology.

"Probably, no more"

"Oh, Lord Skull? Sorry to wake you up so suddenly."

Commander Zaltsoccer said with a plump round face stretched out.

I was prepared because it was enough to convene a superior meeting as a matter of urgency, but to see the complexion of the commander, things still seem to be in a bad situation.

... and don't “Lord Scale” me. They've been calling it popular in the castle lately, but who's the source?

"Kinkyu jitsu... is that right?

"... um. Anyway, have a seat first."

There was one empty chair on the long desk arranged by drawing the letter "b” across the street.

That seat is awkward because it becomes the front of the commander, but well, be patient at this point.

As I tried my best to climb up to the chair, I stood on my knees with my arms on my desk and managed to sit down so that I could see my face from all of you.

If you sit down normally, you'll only be on the top of your head...

Commander Zaltsoccer, who saw me seated, opened his mouth with a sinking face, with his jaw on his combined hands.

"Let's get straight to it. Today, reports have come up that a group of beasts are approaching the Imperial City."

As soon as possible, the officers surrounding the desk gave a bitter look. Some of them have their heads in their arms.

Uh...?

What's wrong with the Beast Man? Is it that bad?

If the Beast Man is pushing three million people over or something, it's hopeless, for sure.

I decided to ask a horrible question, as the best report of the opening allowed for heavy air in the meeting room and no one to open their mouth.

"Um... what's wrong with you? What, is it bad?

To my inquiry, Deputy Commander Behel, sitting next to the Commander, nodded as he narrowed his thin threads further.

"In our Imperial Army, the unit that represents the strength of battle is called" human class. "Did you know?

"Yes, no..."

"It's a unit that shows how many knights and soldiers who have successfully completed training and gained experience in action need to defeat one of their demons."

I see. I mean, assuming there's a demon named Slime, and even one soldier can be defeated, Slime's battle strength is' first class'.

Speaking of which, one day Mr. Magcalo said he needed one good knight to defeat one oak. So, is the strength of the oak roughly 'threesome'?

"So what's the vermilion...?

"The Battle Strength of the Beast Man is commonly considered to be the 'Fifth Class'"

Oops... Five!?

So if the Beasts attack thirty, don't you mean they hit one hundred and fifty soldiers and finally each other!

Surprise me in the ass, Deputy Commander Behel continues with a sleazy look.

"Moreover, it is a number in the average individual when the enemy is alone, when the ground is flat, when the sun is out, and not strong or weak"

"... Huh?

"The battle strength of the Beast Man in a situation where everything is against us… is considered to be the Fifteenth Class"

Isn't that the worst......!?

Many beasts form herds in order to hunt. I'm sure the Beastman won't attack you alone either.

And compared to humans, you'll be used to fighting in forests and mountainous areas, and ambushes should be your specialty. Conversely, the sensation over there is acute, so this one must always turn to the back.

The night will also work if the enemy was nocturnal, and the disadvantages on this side of the night war shouldn't be a disadvantage for the other side.

There must be many different kinds of individuals, even more so when it comes to beasts.

If you are an animal man enough to go out of your way to ramble around in the area where people live, you are sure you are more likely to be a wolf or lion beast man than a mouse or rabbit beast man.

It should also be intelligent because it is not just a beast. They may break through this trap or take operational action such as manoeuvres and disturbances.

Even though a simple beating is overwhelmingly unfavourable, there is no catastrophic waiting on the day when there is no such thing as a planned, controlled action there.

I see, this can't help but hold your head...

At the same time that I was able to swallow things, the zart football commander opened his heavy mouth again.

"... If you are a light beast man, you may be able to climb the Imperial City fence. That would force a city war ready to be devastated and the damage would be devastating"

Then the chief bureaucrats and presidential bureaucrats, who had remained silent until then, began to exchange arguments verbally.

"So how about placing soldiers on the fence?

"A beast man can jump, but it takes us a while to get down. It's counterproductive."

"Something you can't aim at landing?

"Normally you would jump to a high place. It is unrealistic to say that soldiers will be placed on every roof of a civilian house"

"Then avoid the battle of Cage Castle and fight outside the fence?"

"If you can get attacked at night, you'll be at a disadvantage, but the tenth grade will be at best"

"Place magicians and archers to reduce the number as much as you can. If it's dark at night, you'll be with the Beast Man."

"It is unlikely that it will do much good. If you can't even use one of your arms, it'll be big for the soldiers."

"Once approached to some extent, magicians and archers are better off hiding inside the fence."

"That's good. Use infantry because horseback riding is useless against the Beast."

"But the problem is, we don't know when it's going to hit us. We can't put 300 people outside the walls for a week."

"Sentinels should be set up everywhere and infantry should be alternated day and night"

"There is no story that the Beast Man was acting in more than thirty. That's enough for three hundred infantry."

"A thousand and two hundred in the east, two hundred in the north, two thousand and four hundred in the east, two hundred in the west, two hundred in the north, two hundred in the west, two hundred in the north."

"If you run on horses inside the fence, you can also turn some of the soldiers protecting the others to support you"

"Given the potential for the enemy to spread out, it's going to be important to transmit the number of enemies with wolf smoke."

"From time to time, I hear that some beasts may produce something of unflighty strength. If that comes, can we deal with it?

"What, we have Lord Skull here. Rarely do we get behind."

"Well, I did. Then the burden on the soldiers will be considerably reduced."

The debate went on crisp and apparently came to a conclusion.

The Chief of the Tabernacle said, "Commander, how about this?" When asked, the zart football commander mysteriously nodded his glowing round face.

And the commander turned his gaze to me and said, "Sir Reverse Scale. Is there anything out there?" and so on.

While I was a little hesitant, I decided to ask what I cared about because of it.

"... what can I do for you?

My simple question has solidified the participants with a pokane-like look.

But when you recover from rigidity soon, you resume the debate with a very serious look.

"Indeed Sir Sephilia is right. It's not like the Beasts' purpose is to attack the Imperial City."

"But aren't the trajectories of damage now approaching the Imperial Capital?

"Only small villages and towns were damaged. And they haven't even destroyed it, and they haven't killed anyone."

"For the Demons, it's a rational raid, isn't it?

"I was just wondering if I was not strong enough or very cautious..."

"Wait, how's the damage done to the supply unit?

"Yes, obstruction of the barracks may be the task. Then I can snort the idea of getting as close to the Empire as possible."

"Stupid, but beastly flair is that big of a tactic...?

"Maybe I have a mentor. Or maybe some beast man doesn't have a masterpiece of knowledge."

"Whatever, is it hard to imagine, given the damage to villages and towns, a direct attack on the imperial capital?

"Perhaps so. I'm sure you've never been there to deploy soldiers."

"If they really keep targeting the supply unit, they won't be able to measure the damage to the front line."

"It would be bad if measures were taken as soon as possible. We should contact the other commands."

"I will contact the Integrated Tabernacle Audit Department immediately to notify the Command on the subject."

"Then you should also keep it in His Majesty's ear"

Out of my minor doubts, the Central Command staff will one after the other unleash their possibilities.

And then the enthusiasm continued, and I also pinched my mouth if I ever wondered sometimes, and when we all listed all the problems we could think of and decided which units to allocate it to, for one thing, this Superior Central Command meeting was open.

As soon as the meeting was over, the four presidential chiefs left the meeting room busy, and the chief and commander were still discussing something with a harsh look on their faces.

As I was wondering what to do with what was left of me, Deputy Commander Behel walked over to me and gave me a soft grin in his thin eyes.

"Good day, Sir Sephilia"

"Oh, yes, you're annoying, you're fuzzy. Not really. Not really."

"No, they were all a big focus. The staff may narrow their horizons when they are enthusiastic about digging deeper. Sir Sephilia's sharp point at the main points has made us think of more diverse possibilities. Thank you."

Wow, you're a good compliment. Nice.

I asked a few questions, lurking my voice just a little while I cummed a little on this thready, magnificent man.

"... by the way, I'm swept up. Can you tell if there's a crack or if there's a crack?

"Yeah, well. I've assembled the investigation team's report and compiled it into a map. Would you like to see it?

"Yes, please"

The deputy commander took the folded map out of the bag and spread it over the long desk.

And after indicating to me, "This is the Imperial City of Beorant," I point to one of the places on the map with a red "X" on it.

"First, it was this village of Reaga that was first attacked. I hear you've been raided by a food depot. And the villagers who went out to fight back suffered payback, minor injuries. He just didn't dare stab me."

If you ask, the beast man says his opponent interrupted his combat action when he became incapable of combat or lost his will to fight.

Elsewhere, though the number of beasts witnessed varies from one to more than a dozen, do you think that all in all, you will not attack more than you need, and you will take away food?

Purpose unknown. However, the damage is slowly approaching the Imperial City.

…… By the way, do you know where my mullahs are?

"Sir Sephiria was only from the village of Alhee, wasn't he? So... probably around here."

Having said that, I often burned the point where Vice Commander Behel directed me and the location of the X mark, the damage, in my eyes, and then I bowed my head to the Vice Commander, "Thank you very much."

The deputy commander didn't come after him, although he looked strange, and he shuts up and fixes the map.

And I bowed my head to those who remained in the conference room, and then immediately followed the scene.

Well...... if it's an Imperial Library, do you have a more detailed map?