The Strongest Wizard Who Makes Full Use of the Strategy Book

Episode Two: Witches in Magic City (???? Perspective)

Me - "Witch" Sharon was experiencing a headache.

The proud beauty in the mirror also looks old only with a heart. Because the skin I take care of properly in a mud pack every night is moist with hard work.

I'm only twenty-seven! You're only twenty-seven!

"Ha... how much I am the highest level, the most golem making skillful, the most beautiful, what a barbaric job a general is not for..."

Stupid at me in the mirror, I in the mirror hammer me. Well, I'm shaking my own head.

"Whether you're beautiful or not has nothing to do with the position of general."

"I think it's debatable whether or not Master Sharon is the most beautiful!

"As for level and golem making, you're right."

"Agree with Kate"

"Shut up, you guys!

Me looking back on the momentum to the damned little girls.

Oh, no! These guys won't even let me chat with them in the mirror!

I'll kick the little girls who are the seeds of headaches.

This is in the magic city of Nebula, the Mayor's Office.

Well, the mayor is about me.

“Good Witch King" Rosalyn, a woman who was appointed three months ago.

Now you can do whatever you want with your tax cholo!

Adhesive with the merchants! My personal belly is all fattened up!

We did it. The research cost is jabjab! Mi, do you want to make a Miss Lil 'Golem or something? Adaman Tight Golem Going Away???

... Nah, I was happy, too, between bundles.

In this witch country of Viverahara, the mayor becomes a general when things happen, and it is a decision that must be taken to protect the town.

And more importantly, it broke out on the arrow tip where I was appointed mayor.

It's like breaking the country in two, too, a war.

Spring of my world, short!

We, those who still pledge allegiance to Master Rosalind, are called “the institutional side” or “the west side” or “the army of white witches”.

Meanwhile, the people who suddenly flipped the anti-flag against Master Rosalind for what they did tochi crazy are called “the anti-system side”, “the east side” or “the army of black witches”.

So, blah blah blah. Currently, the Black Witches are the dominant ones.

The eastern half of the land of Viverahara has been taken by the early men.

'Cause “Queen of the Dead (Black Queen)", “Warcraft Madness (Beastmania)", “The Knocker at the Gates of the Other World", and the leading witches in Viverahara are almost all on that side.

It's seriously just me and Master Rosalyn over here.

Besides, Master Rosalyn is a national, so you can't just stand on the arrow.

Then I'll have to struggle, won't I?

Tohoho......

"We have to struggle... Hey, you know what, you guys?

I turn a close eye to my little girls, who are the seeds of headaches.

These four daughters are my direct disciples.

All teenagers (no envy!).

I have enough qualities as a witch, but I'm still inexperienced, and most importantly, I don't listen to people.

I'm only twenty-seven years younger, too. Is that why you're being insulted?

In fact, compared to Baba like Rosalind and Queen of the Dead, that's not a penetration, is it?

If it was my usual studies, I'd still be glad.

I'm also a master. I didn't like it when the spirit seemed old to do it very strictly that I was a disciple. I'm glad we had a relationship like friends and sisters (and it's that kid's own fault even if he doesn't stretch out).

But this is war, isn't it?

I need these kids to lead the Golem as a field commander under me, General, but not anymore. I can't. Zero taste.

"Hey, Isabella? I left you, the most disciple, with the iron golem, didn't I? At the core of the army, you said you shouldn't be paranoid, right?

I say a small word to my little girl, who is still seventeen years old and wields a tremendous incense of color with perfume.

"But Master. If there's a chance, it's only natural to go on offense."

"Of course not! The whole thing didn't collapse because of your core unit protruding! Reflect. Reflect!

"Master. Winning or losing is more common than ever."

"The loser is a yummy thief fierce!

I yell too much, my blood pressure rises too much, and I feel lightheaded.

Not because I'm old! Not because I'm old!

"Zucchi. Kate. What did you guys do with your wings after that? Aren't they falling apart? I always told you to breathe together, didn't I?

I then novel to the sixteen-year-old twins.

"Isabella's pinched, so it's normal to attack and help!

"Isabella got pinched, so it's the humans who want to go in and see how things are going."

"That's not true, Kate's wrong!

"You know, my sister did that right away, and she just denied what I said."

"Neither judgment is wrong! I'm just telling you to do it together, attack or retreat!!

These twins really have a true opposite personality and are breathless.

Still, if I let them handle the stones, they're skillful witches, and there's no better place than these kids to entrust the troops of Stonegolem.

Even if I don't, my legion, too many talent......

"Tina at the end -"

"What?"

Blink, I turn to a fifteen-year-old girl who doesn't know how to speak to her master.

"Silver Golem Squad I left to you, you said you should never move it until I gave you my orders, right?

"Affirmative"

"And you moved it on your own, didn't you?

"Affirmative"

"Why did you move it on your own, reflect, reflect!

"My allies are all pinched, so it's normal to attack and help!

"Agree Zucchi"

"I'm not asking Zucchi now! And I'm not agreeing with you, Tina!

"Denial"

"Agree with your master, not your sister apprentice, Tina!!

I shouted too loud and breathed on my shoulders with Zeezy.

"Fair enough, Master. Next, you just have to win."

"This is how you're lightning down because you don't see a single vision you can win!?

"You can't win anything with such weakness! Hit it, smash it!

"If one of you can crush it, you can't buck it because Vivera Hara's fate is at stake."

"Wow, we reflected properly ~. We'll be fine next time ~"

"Really!? You really reflected!?

"Agree with Kate"

"Then you can test it!?

As I hoisted my eyes and stuffed them, the idiot disciples nodded snuggly.

"Answer me in one second! What if I see a gap in the undead army in front of me!?

"No matter what, it's a full-fledged assault."

"It's a ghastly assault!

"It's a possible trap, so it's a retreat."

"Agree with Isabella"

"The correct answer is," I'm gonna turn to the general's judgment, "you fuckers. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

I'm not reflecting on anything. I don't know. In front of the houses, I trampled on the estate.

It is precisely then.

"My Lord Mayor. We have guests who would like to see us."

Officials working in the public hall (experts in brilliant and diligent clerical positions, though they can't use magic) came to pay off.

"I don't know where the merchant is, but tell him I'm taking him in for the moment!

"No, that's Princess Beatrixine of the Grand Duchy, come with a letter of introduction."

Mm-hmm. You can't keep that down.

Because this is the time, it's important to hang out with your neighbors.

"Man or woman?

"I'm a young man. The maid will take you, too."

"Rikai!

When I stood in front of the mirror, I scolded the idiot disciples and fixed the messy hair.

I don't even know when or what kind of applause I'll meet a beautiful man. It is forbidden to be alarmed.

I didn't even tell him to follow me, but I followed all the idiot disciples who followed me on their own, and I headed to the reception room.

What I've been waiting for is a pair of suspicious winds.

First of all, the maid.

I heard you were bringing him in, and even if you were, wouldn't that be the case? I thought so, but I'm not dressed properly.

I think made-to-measure attire is usually something truthful, but what this kid wears is a design that even Nye chest emphasises, and the skirt length is on his lap, inflammatory.

I think I'm in some kind of whorehouse or something.

And the man.

In spite of the room, I'm wearing a hooded coat and hiding my face.

"I look suspicious! I think I'm saying it with all my might.

I unwittingly observe.

- What, oh?

Oh, oh, oh, oh!?

If you look closely, good man!?

She still looks young. Or maybe a teenager. Lovely face.

Yet the expression is a tough face, like it's been creeping through countless training grounds.

To that gap, your sister gets cranky.

Nice to meet you, Mayor.

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