Huh. You lost a lot in an unconventional way?
The detachment of the Monarchy of San Rogel, defeated in the recent battle, and the 10,000 troops that came back after interrupting the conquest of a nearby city, joined the safe city of Calvus on a hill.
A total of 14,000 monarchies stand on the hill.
In the darkness of the night, dotted fires illuminated many tents.
Among them, three officers surrounded the desk in a large tent.
When the light-haired silver-haired man asked in a mocking tone towards the large man, the fine-haired man located on the upper seat embarrassed him.
"Stop saying that."
The big man ignored the words of the silver-haired man and lowered his head deeply towards the fine man's body.
"Apologize. There is no excuse for being flirted with by a single magician and causing a lot of damage."
Was he really alone?
Affirmative. Because of the distance, I could only see the shady figure, but it was a magician with a small and quite young voice. This is a woman named Filiana. "
Nodding to the fine man's question, the big man replied palely.
Inwardly, I don't know, but at least self-restraint in not showing negative emotions due to defeat should be appreciated.
"Tell us more about the situation."
In the words of the fine man, the big man gives details about the battle the other day.
Instead of deceiving himself about his defeat, his posture, which he explained objectively and clearly, gave him a sense of his integrity.
The existence of a group of less than ten horsemen who came to Calvus from the outside.
Attacks to sneak in and enemy reactions to them.
A mysterious loudening magic thought to have been unleashed by an enemy magician floating in the sky.
Enemy magic attack that involves half of the battle force.
"As a result, we retreated in the belief that the damage would increase further. I'm sorry, but I made a mistake and caused a lot of damage.”
"No, I'm not going to blame you. Rather, they have been able to extract information from the enemy. It may have taken a lot of damage, but we should consider it fruitful in the sense that we revealed an enemy hand.”
The fine man did not blame the failure of the big man, but assessed it as necessary.
However, at the next moment, I had a thoughtful face, and I put my hand around my mouth and crushed it without telling anyone.
"But it's hard to believe that it was done by a single magician..."
A silver-haired man stepped in from the side and looked at the big man with disbelief.
You're not saying it's appropriate because you lost, are you?
“Clearly deny it. We can tell if it's true or not by talking to the soldiers."
The big man argued in a strong tone, wondering whether he was satisfied with the suspicion.
"I don't care." It could be said that the magician flew in the sky, or that magic arrived from a distance farther than the range of the automatic chanting machine, or that only voices arrived at that distance, or that it produced a storm that enveloped thousands of soldiers altogether..... "
The silver-haired man looked unbelievable in the words of a big man.
"It's true that there is no surprise, but the magic system of this island (...) seems to be different from that of the monarchy." It's possible that they used magic that we didn't know about. "
The silver-haired man's expression distorts the words of the fine-haired man.
Are you saying that the Empire spared no information?
"I can't say at this point."
The fine man shook his head loosely from side to side and avoided assertions.
“It could be just a trick. It seems that only one magician was conspicuously attracting attention, and in fact, several magicians who were lurking as ambushers somewhere were unleashing their attacks."
In any case, in that case, I would be the pussy bastard who didn't notice the ambush?
I'll make it clear that I haven't lost sight of the enemy beforehand, and there's hardly a place to hide a soldier around here in the first place.
Also, the silver-haired man who made provocative remarks had a firm attitude and a big man chanted a different attitude.
"Well, it should be assumed that the opponent has some measures." If you hold your hand just because you don't know the seeds, it's over there. I went to the all-out offensive with the dawn of tomorrow morning. I didn't want to attack hard if I could, but...... I don't want to miss this opportunity. "
To calm the two in front of each other, a fine man switched his tongue, picking up a word in it and asking briefly.
"Opportunity?"
"It seems that the leaders of the Grok-centric rebellion are coming to Calvus with a few escorts."
If the fine man answers that way, the big man darkens the question even more.
"There are one or two informants." Even Calvus' court is not a monolith. "
I see.
With that answer, he finally understood, and the big man showed his convincing face.
"If possible, it would have been better to break down from the inside and go down in negotiations..." The Empire is about to settle down. Before I do that, I want to put a piece on it. "
For the monarchy, the Empire is our ally for the time being, but not for much longer.
Even though 2,000 Imperial soldiers were joining us as reinforcements on this expedition, the fine men didn't count on them at all.
Rather, we are careful not to involve ourselves by excluding the Imperial Guard from the battle as much as possible.
After dropping Calvus and swallowing all the remaining city-states in the vicinity, the Empire will probably be the biggest virtual enemy.
That's why we can't be stumbling around here right now.
"Each of them will have 3,000 soldiers." We need you to pay the utmost attention to the enemy ambush. We can't afford to lose. "
Got it.
Yeah, I'm fine.
At the instruction of the fine man, the giant man saluted a little, and the silver-haired man returned a sloppy salute and left the tent.
The next morning.
Calvus was attacked from all sides by 14,000 soldiers of the monarchy and the Empire.
Shoot it all at once! Let it go!
Calvus's soldiers fired arrows from the outer wall in response to the order.
A rain of parabolic arrows struck a group of enemy soldiers.
A soldier with a large bow stands in front of him, protecting his allies from the arrows that pour down.
At the center of it is a large cylinder mounted on a foundation. Struts and wheels to support it.
Protected by a large number of soldiers was a strangely shaped weapon that Cyril had never seen before.
"That's an automatic chanting machine..."
It is already known that the Royal Army uses a weapon that emits offensive magic.
It was a terrifying thing to be able to cast attack magic without a sorcerer, as long as it had magic power in advance.
The weapon, which was wrapped in a veil when the tip of the battle was opened, was now spread along with a lot of information.
The tip of the barrel was directed at Calvus' exterior gate, unleashing offensive magic intermittently.
Although each one is not that powerful, there are about twenty to thirty automatic chanting machines themselves, and even though they are interrupted, they attack continuously.
I don't know how many times the automatic chanting machine is releasing magic, but the durability of the gate will eventually reach its limit.
For Calvus' part, I wanted to destroy the enemy's chanting machine before the gate was broken.
However, the arrows that arrived were also blocked by the Daewoo handed down by the sturdy soldiers.
He can't shoot because the difference in power between me and him is too large, so he can only deal with arrows and attack magic.
"Fiery Red was born on the trajectory of Fiery Flame --- Purgatory Flame [Ferno Resta Ganov]!"
Cyril unleashes attack magic, and a group of soldiers guarding one of the chanting machines is engulfed in fire.
Even a heavily armed infantry soldier wouldn't have been wrapped up in a magical flame.
It's different if you can develop a magic barrier, but it's enough to bring out a substitute such as an automatic chanting machine. I didn't think there was a sorcerer in that place.
Oh!
There was a cheer from the soldiers around me.
A group of enemies wrapped in a huge chunk of flame collapsed, and the automatic chanting machine, which was protected in the center, burned down and the black burnt cylinder rolled to the ground.
"Phew..."
Cyril exhaled heavily.
It's been quite some time since the battle began with the dawn.
Even though the sun is still rising to the top of the sky, using Advanced Attack Magic five times in the meantime will not reduce your fatigue.
"Cyril, I'll take turns, so you need to step back and rest a little!"
Seeing Eleanor pulls Cyril's shoulders backwards and pulls herself forward instead.
No, I can still cum.
"What are you saying with such a tired face?" I don't know how long it's going to last. You should rest when you can. "
Cyril froze for a moment before she could say anything she hadn't thought of, then grinned bitterly and retorted.
I don't think it's going to take long, because it's about Aldis-san.
"Even so, you know." It's good to rely on Aldis, but not too much. There's absolutely nothing in the world. "
Eleanor jumped out of her mouth and it was a righteous word.
Certainly there is no such thing in the world. There is no doubt that Aldis is a monster, but he is neither immortal nor almighty.
Cyril can't imagine Aldis losing, but the opponent is not a single person, but a group of more than 10,000 people. There's a good chance that things won't go as they should.
Yeah, that's right.
But even as she answered Eleanor in her mouth, Cyril didn't even doubt that her mind was too calm.
With almost three times as many enemy siege attacks, and surrounded by miserable soldiers, Kirill is not insecure.
- Well, it's about Aldis. I think it's okay.
I spent a long time with people outside of the standard, but Kirill didn't even notice that her senses were paralyzed.