The Strongest Wizard Who Makes Full Use of the Strategy Book

Yu - The purpose of Crown Prince Heydal is, after all, to push Arabana back to the status of a great, powerful nation. That's all.

It can no longer be discerned whether this is rooted in private private lust or the mood that comes from the sense of duty of those born to the Empire. That long, for the rest of us, the purpose had become normal. It has always been so since childhood.

If I could only put one chest up, I would love the rest of the people of Alabana. Unbeaten by the harsh environment of the desert, the love of them, who live their days in a rudimentary manner, is incomparable.

So the “Yoshiyoshi Kunikuniku", manipulated by the rest of us from the shadows, raided only the aristocrats and luxury merchants who feed their country. It was strictly forbidden to threaten the lives of innocent people with delusion. When the terminal chimps broke the ban, they resolutely imposed sanctions and showed off.

The rest want to be the great Young Master, as they call him the ancestor of Alabana Chung Hing.

But at the same time, we want to enrich the lives of our beloved people. I'm also anxious about tomorrow's water, I want to get you out of this life.

But the problem was the pile.

Alabana is too short of resources. Winning an economic war with this is painful.

"Magic Items" that can be unearthed from ancient ruins are finite. I just mentioned the country and promoted more excavation, and it just gets thinner.

That said, the military expansion route is out of the question. Then you will strengthen your body to the people you still love. No matter how much you want a barn zone in the north or a group of port cities in the south to get your hands off your throat, you can't just send the people out to war of aggression.

All I could do was lay down genuine good governance, even plain, when I eventually took the throne, little by little, to improve my national power.

When I realized that, I was desperate.

Because the rest of the father was too dark.

Tilting the country is too easy and can be done by anyone. Can the rest of the nation regain the power that that darkness has lost to its generation... No...

Isn't that vain, such as inspiring for such a degree of future?

What did the rest of us enjoy living in this world for?

Besides! If the other generations are followed by darkness, the rest of the reign will easily return to the blister.

The rest could not help but despair.

And then, clinging to that despair, “General Demon Storm” Jamuitan whispered his sweet words.

But...... woohoo, what the hell!

General Demon Storm's proximity was certainly enough hope for the rest of us.

The rest, pretending to be bewitched by his sweet words, accumulated precious ancient treasures - power - with the impetus of a mere man.

And he deceived Jamuitan, and left it to his own power.

The rest of himself exceeded level 40 and became a demon.

There was no hesitation in abandoning people.

Because by remaining single and gaining more powerful power than any other army, a war of aggression is possible without imposing itself on the beloved people.

Above all, the “Eight Demons" class has a long life span. Lightly over a millennium.

With all that time, the rest will also be able to raise Alabana to an unprecedented world empire.

No, it would not be impossible for Yu himself to become a new demon king and dye the map of this world in a single color of Alabana.

What happy face will the people look like then?

Would you look proud?

I just imagined that - every day, the rest of my humanity, which is missing a little bit, warms me up again.

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Drawing a large crowd of subordinates, the rest continue west on the Emperor's Palace of the Land towards the experimental site of Ancient Eyrie.

Currently, an openly trapped hallway.

There are ten stone statues in the left and right corners, lined up five metres apart.

Whether this stone statue itself is a Guardian, or has another means of killing, or a trick that causes the stone statue to pay attention and the pit or ceiling actually falls off, again.

"Homes."

The rest was set to number three of the six stars, and the name "Ruin Fishing" with the alias “Shadow Run” was called.

No further orders are required, and Homez moves out as he understands. Of the members that have followed, looking at the five,

"You guys, run all the way to that corner."

"So, but Mr. Homes..."

"Even we spare our lives..."

"Just run! Or am I the one who killed you?

"Hih..."

"Such a biocide..."

"If we can get to that corner, the boss will reward us. You thank the kind leader. Now go!"

Five people run down the corridor so that they can be driven up by Homez, who flicks the blade.

And as I ran to the middle, the trap was activated.

Ten stone statues illuminated the heat rays from the eyes, causing them to rumble.

Occasionally, the men are burned, chopped, and pieces of meat for five roll down the hallway.

The rest, untouched, called the name of his belly.

"Nadia."

When the Wizard, the number one of the six stars, pays a respectful tribute, he strikes remotely with powerful magic and smashes the stone statue.

Only she and Saleema's sisters still place real trust in the rest. As a friend from the rest of my childhood, he served me as a forgivable side of my heart, a crotch of my hip.

Compared to the rest of the crew, they are just famous chimps, like "worried country" or "prostitute". In addition to the rest of the regiment, if they weren't in charge, they would have committed robberies, rapes, murders, etc. sooner or later, scumbags. Nesting in the rest of my beloved country, the pests.

So if you want to make these guys contribute to the public good of your country, it can't be anything other than the use of poison to control poison.

After Nadia destroys all the stone statues, Homes chooses five more and runs down the hallway.

Now they can run all the way to the other corner.

We're clear, boss.

"Thank you"

Responding coldly to Homes' report, the rest walks loosely down the corridor.

He crosses the five men he crossed with his life without a scrutiny.

That's how the rest made steady progress through the Imperial Palace, full of traps, with many victims.

And we finally got there.

Half broken, no longer needed, a huge gate with both openings.

On the other side, you can see a large laboratory.

It is a square, so high that the ceiling, which combines magical sources of light, is so sumptuous that it does not seem very underground.

"Yay, boss!

"Safe, we're here, my lord. - Boss!

"Magnus, I could get ahead of a line!

Subordinates boiling in relief mixed cheers.

By the time we got here, the regiment (...) had only three members (...) six stars in a row.

I say the rest to the three of them.

"Still seems to have the last trick left"

To be precise - I turn my eyes to one Homez, and I tell him the rest.

In front of the half-broken gate is a little hallway.

Unnaturally, it's a hall with nothing.

"Homes. You're the only one left. I asked for it."

"... what? Hey, hey, wait for me. No, boss! Are you telling me to be a human pillar, even to me on the Sixth Star?!?

"How else did it sound?

"………………"

And he told Homez, who was going to die, that the rest was even merciful, and lay him down.

"If we can get to the other side of that gate, let's reward it. Play and live your whole life, and you'll be rewarded more than you can use. Thank you, sweet boss."

"Chickshaw!"

Without knowing herself, Homes has turned the blade to the rest.

The rest of the escorts move.

I'm not the sister of Nadia and Saleema. There is no way for them in the guard position to defend themselves from melee attacks.

The rest, besides the members, were walking with fifteen servants.

Everyone is small, with a hood, hiding their face and body.

That footprint is exactly undisturbed.

And when Homes flipped the blade, the servants took off their hood.

What emerged from below was the beauty of a rigid, inorganic girl.

Plus a seductive samurai outfit.

Yes, the technology of the ancient magic empire was born, the slaughtermaids!

And that's fifteen!

With their fearsome agility and unmatched precision, they perfectly guard the rest, while seizing Homez for four.

"Throw it in."

When the rest commands, take charge of Homez.

"Help! I don't need a reward or anything! So, please, it's all about life. Ahhh."

Without mercy for the petitioning Homez, he threw him into the hall unconstitutionally.

Then, immediately, the floor of the hall creeps, and a big mouth opens all over the place to peel off his fangs.

He was a Guardian called the Floor Emitter.

Homez was devoured by countless mouths, screaming of the Terminator.

Keep looking at it like that without touching the rest.

The rest was once indicated by "General Demon Storm” as to the location of the undiscovered ruins.

It was the tomb of an emperor, of an ancient magic empire.

The rest got all the killing maids who slept there, as well as using them quickly.

I never thought I'd betray you, General Demon Storm.

The enemy was just the corner of the "Eight Demons General”. It was a level 40 boss monster.

Eighty-four of the hundreds of slaughtermaids that were thus available turned into unspeakable carcasses on the spot.

But I could still argue with him. The rest got the same amount of power from him.

The rest became Haydar-Jamuitan, and there were still fifteen slaughtermaids on hand.

It was no longer necessary, such as the "Yoshiyoshi Kunikuniku" as a force of war or limb.

Rather, it was harder to find a reason to keep those pests alive.

Only Homes, a high level (ruins fishing), was still worth using to unearth the "keys to the Imperial Palace of the Earth" and to break through the Imperial Palace itself.

but that also means it's just gone.

Confirmed that Homez was devoured and killed without leaving any bones, and the rest commanded the slaughtermaids.

Destroy the current floor emitter and open up the rest of your future.

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He stepped over the carcass of the floor imitator, slipped through the gap in the semi-destructed gate, and the rest stepped into the experimental square.

Later is the sisters of Nadia and Saleema. And fifteen slaughtermaids.

Moving forward, he often discovered that a large, black sphere was floating in the universe.

No, is it really a sphere? Depending on the appearance, it also looks like an empty hole, open to this world. In fact, the scenery around it was distorted.

A frightening sight is exactly this.

But that's what I asked for.

Demon King's magic, one of its scales.

Almost, I'll get it in a little while.

The moment is at last approaching when years of planning, underway in secrecy, will be accomplished.

The rest of the servant was heartfelt. The footprint became lighter.

But...

A pitch-black sphere, or an attempt to rush to a hole in the world, couldn't.

Coming from behind, because I heard multiple footsteps.

The rest indulge in teeth and look back with the proximity.

Then he turns to them who come later and says with his shoulders clasped.

"I didn't think you'd catch up, wizard."

"I thought I'd catch up, Your Highness."

The wizard answered without fear.

He was - Magnus was such an invincible man.

Yes since I first saw it. It was petty to say it back in grandeur to your father, who was even an emperor.

At a glance, he was a man I couldn't help but like.

He was a man who didn't want to turn to his enemies if possible.

But as long as the rest of us went the hegemony, I guess the clash with him was inevitable.

The rest is never to blame for fate.