Unmotivated Hero’s Tale (WN)

"The enemy forces have arrived at their intended point. And His Highness Noin has already given instructions to the other magicians, and it appears that preparations for collective magic have begun."

The fierce voice of an Imperial Army soldier rushing over slams Yui's eardrum.

After that report, he scratched his head twice, shifting his gaze to the Filament army, which was taking a dense formation.

"I guess that's what you should say Noyne. I tried to lead tens of thousands of units perfectly to create a brilliant total collapse. Furthermore, the timing of the collective magic production is not perfect."

"Hehe, it's finally the beginning of the end. Until now, it's all just like you planned."

Standing next to his right, Alex asks about going to Yui as he narrows his fox eyes.

The person questioned, on the other hand, slowly shook his neck to the left and right as he laughed bitterly.

"No, there were some computational differences. The length of the Duchy's magic range. But if we get this far, I guess the rest depends on the last finish."

"Istarz...... my lord. This development, this situation. Almost exactly as you were reading. I am humbled, but isn't that what this battle was all about on your palm?

Standing next to Yui's left, and ostensibly captain of this independent magic unit, Royce turns to the exotic next door and asks terribly as he swallows Gokuri and Tsubaki.

"Ha, as I said earlier, there were a few computational differences. Nothing. I can't predict anything. I know I told you then, but the enemy doesn't act on us with care. Because they're free at all times, it's foolishness to narrow down the enemy's actions and make predictions. That's why I think we should consider every option our enemies can take. Of course, I think it's a strategy and a tactic to minimize that option."

Scratching his head in embarrassment, Yui tells him so, and a glimmer of cold sweat falls on Royce's back when he hears the words. And immediately, he brought Yui and Noyne's conversation back to his brain the other day.

"So, Yui. If the terms are better, how exactly do you say we beat them?

"I beat them...... hey. That, of course, won't let them use their power as much as possible, and bring out this good part?

In response to Noyne's inquiry, Yui answers that as she drifts her gaze across the universe.

"... why are you questionable?

"No, think how you win is only the final form of war, and it's the process that matters. Depending on the way the enemy comes out, we can think of no use in getting ready."

"Dude, that's all I got a big shot at. I'm not gonna let you tell me there's no way."

Noyne opens her mouth as she approaches Yui as she leans forward slightly as she embarks herself.

In response to words containing that impatient emotion, Yui slowly scratched his head as he turned his gaze back towards Noin.

"Oh, that's okay. In the meantime, it's important to know how to take this measure to where it can be used. To do this, we must first prepare for the other party's measures. For example, yes, I would replace the contents of each army..."

"Replace the contents? What's this all about?

Noyne immediately hears the meaning back as the brunette man in front of him suddenly doesn't know the meaning of the words he utters in his mouth, giving him a slightly void poked look.

"This is only a matter of possibilities... eh, they seem to be challenging the battle by unifying command rarely in this fight. But have you ever wondered why you bothered to paint the colors of each house all over your own equipment?

"That would be to boast that it is different from other houses. And then isn't it because you didn't have time to change the color of what you've been using, or because you didn't feel the need to change it?

"Yeah, naturally you'll have those. But that's a big risk, don't you think? Because of them, the Mirahov family is probably the only one who has the means to counter collective magic by solidifying themselves into deep green gear. If so, what do you think will happen to this battle if the Imperial Army can strike Mirahoff with madness in his death?

Noyne simulates in his brain what the subsequent battle will be like if he crushes the Mirakhov family. Then I went to Yui's intended answer.

"Can you use collective magic again..."

"Yes, you're right. And as a filament, that's all you really want to avoid. Don't they realize the risk of boasting about color?

"Well, that makes sense."

"Oh. And even more to the point, you might see a way to make the most of this. I wonder if this could hook up the Empire..."

Noyne, hearing the words, solidifies as if petrified for a while in a position with his hands on his chin. And once he sighed out loud, he shrugged his shoulders and opened his mouth to Yui.

"Hook it up. I can finally read what you're trying to say. Which means letting another legion, perhaps Mysmus, who specializes in offensive magic, wear dark green gear."

"Oh, you're right. And when you exhaust this and the troops of the Imperial Army that jumped in. Easy, isn't it? And the good thing about this operation is that they're not risky on their own. I just found out that I'm changing colors, and there's no downside to it."

"Sure... that's what I thought"

Noyne's words were clearly not directed solely at the Filament army.

After realizing that, Yui scratches his head twice, he heads to the crown prince in front of him and opens his mouth again.

"Well, we just talked about the possibilities they could take, and we might not be doing anything like this. However, it is in no way in vain for me to think that an enemy could take such a means, and that countermeasure"

"Countermeasures? Hmm, what if the enemy comes with that hand? Does that mean you normally fight from the front?

"You know, Noin. What I just said is just one of the many possibilities. There are other measures that might be taken for filament... well, okay. Let's not hesitate to explain from an earlier case. As a merchant, I feel a little over-served."

Yui says so and smiles with a nickel.

But the man across from him never laughed back at his grin like that and didn't break his serious look.

"Don't worry, I'll pay you guys a fair amount. Until I'm satisfied, I'll make sure you serve me. You'll be happy to hear all the rest of the possibilities you mentioned earlier."

"... Ha, I knew I wasn't going to say it. Well, first of all, what if they switched the contents? Even so, if the enemy did this to me, I actually think it would be easy to bring it into the ideal development"

"An ideal development? What's ideal? I thought you said earlier that you were a measure of no disadvantage to the Filament Army."

"Yeah, there's no disadvantage on the surface. But if they take this measure, and the Imperial Army fits in during surgery as they aim, they will surely be neglected. It creates a gap that should go in there."

"Is your foot roughly...? Does that mean you'll be alarmed?"

Noyne, who chewed Yui's words, chooses the words and asks him back.

"No, it also means exactly what you say... well, isn't that a mistake in the way you put it? Noin, I think it's time the enemy took his gaze off his feet."

"When you take your gaze off your foot? What's this all about?

"For example, if you starved for three days and three nights without eating anything, what the hell would you do if a lavish dish suddenly appeared in front of you?

"Well, you'll jump at that dish. I see I didn't see anything under my feet at that time..."

Noyne didn't think it was a very appropriate even to herself, the royal family, but she nodded as she was convinced because she understood what Yui was trying to say.

"Oh, that's what I'm saying. And this mess..."

"For Filament, it's a victory for his own army."

Just because Yui is faster than he says and can't wait, Noyne mouths his words that will go on.

To the unexpected reaction of Noyne, Yui, with a slight bitter smile, affirmed his view.

"Exactly. When you think they've trapped us and won, or that you've read through the measures. The moment we think about it, we should go under their feet. Yes, literally at their feet..."

The look on Yui's face, who said that to Noyne, was exactly that of the troubled child, who tries to trick the teacher.

"Anyway, Lord Istarts. Exactly the enemy is out of sight from his feet. Our troops are ready at any time, so give us your instructions!

"Hehe, Royce, I can't seem to wait for you either. Yui, why don't we get started?

Alex, hearing Royce's voice, smiles with a nickel, prompting Yui to stand next to him and act.

Yui then returned his words to Royce once he had made a big stretch in his body.

"Oh. Okay, let's just say we start. Then, Mr. Royce, I beg you for magic."

"Okay. Everybody ready?

Royce, fitted with permission from Yui, immediately runs his gaze to the magicians who refrain from rearing. And seeing those who were ahead of him nodded back forcefully, he called out to the captain of the magician as he looked proud.

"Okay, let's start the operation!

"Ha, Grazen Kugel!

Captain Mage, entrusted with the most important task of this accompanying Mage Corps, concentrates all nerves and braids the nucleus of collective magic. And at the next moment, the voices of his men rang simultaneously on the spot.

"" Grazen Kugel!

Heat generators emitting light that emits its spells in a different tone, or no, or that was a very small size until earlier, gradually increase its shape.

Of course it also had to do with the number of troops participating, which was considerably smaller in size than the usual collective magic.

However, it contains magical powers that are not comparable to offensive magic for the individuals they normally deal with, and they unleash it without seeing magic complete over their heads or losing their way toward the Filament army.

"Lord Istarts. And then, please."

As he stretches his shield of light around the entire army and stares at the Filament army, which has completely prepared itself to intercept the collective magic, Royce tells Yui to stand next to him so.

Yui, who received such Royce's words, nodded loudly once. And he utters powerful words out of his mouth.

"Magic Code Access"

When the spell emanates from Yui's mouth, a small Gretzen Kugel, who is aiming for filaments and walking alone, adds only slightly more radiance.

And after finishing his interference with collective magic, Yui uttered a code that would be the key to the spell without getting lost.

"Crack!"

"It's the enemy army's collective magic, but for some reason only one shot is coming to our army alone!

As one of the tabernaclemen presented his doubts to that expression, he turned to Phileo to announce a collective magical approach.

"Single shot...... you say? How could they have created so much collective magic, but only one shot?"

In a massive amount of small-scale collective magic, only one shot is reported to have been fired at his own army, and his deputy, Remeluan, wrinkles between his eyebrows.

Hearing such a grunt of his, Phileo remarked the conclusion as he hoisted the right corner of his mouth.

"Hehe. Perhaps the enemy commander intended to release at the same time. But if there's something ahead, maybe it's around there."

"I see...... surely that could be more likely. Their ugliness from the failure of an earlier ambush unit. To see that, there's a question mark on the command of the enemy commander."

Phileo nods with satisfaction when Remeluan agrees with the views he has expressed.

"Oh. Maybe it's possible that I just tried to let go of one shot on the look of things. But in any case, it's useless."

"Right. Either way, I'm just gonna bounce them off. But that, and that, is the wonderful magic of Lord Wirra."

Remeluan dares to say the name, as he praises Whirla for taking her to the main unit earlier.

But the person whose name was given, with his fingers shaved, had a serious look to begin with, bumping and whining to himself.

"Arr, arr, arr. Weird na, weird yo. That magic...... perverted"

"Perverted? What the hell are they saying?

As lying as he had shaved his fingers until earlier, Whirla stops fingering at some point when she gradually becomes true, and he wrinkles between his brows.

Lemmel Ann, the first to see his expression like that, questioned the meaning of the word, which he feared.

"The magic has changed. The quality of the magic, and the orbit... the orbit?

When it comes to a hazy look at words spoken by oneself, it becomes a look that Whirla doesn't understand.

But the collective magic at the end of his gaze was beginning to diminish altitude as if it were sinking in, with momentum as if it could not reach them.

"Ha, you do have a strange track, Lord Whirra. The empire's leading fools seemed rather anxious not to be able to even aim satisfactorily. Unfortunately, it doesn't even seem to be your magic, because you can't even reach us like that."

Having heard the word orbit, Phileo smiles, seeing the collective magic of still trying to come into contact with the earth.

But when Uilla shook her neck to the left and right, she immediately opened her mouth towards Fileo.

"No. At first, I was aiming right. That suddenly changed. You can do that... Fileo, lower your army!

Heading to Fileo, Uilla suddenly screamed for retreat.

But Phileo interprets it that way as if a strange vira from earlier on had gone mad in a different way. He then opened his mouth to embarrassment as he pointed to the collective magic that began to sink into the ground just before coming into contact with the shield of light.

"Lord Uilla, calm down for a moment. They can't even reach us with their magic."

Thinking it was Ulla's freak's first trouble, Phileo swoops his neck to the left and right all the time.

But even when he heard such words, Uilla's gaze was nailed by the collective magic of sinking more than half into the earth and trying to disappear its appearance.

"Don't you see, Phileo! There's magic all over this area, like resonating with something from earlier. Magic sounds as if this earth were to pulse...... below. Right down there!

"Downstairs? Nothing."

Hearing Vira's remarks that made no sense, Phileo dropped his gaze underfoot just because he had no choice.

And at precisely that time when he turned his gaze toward the earth, the light just dazzling rapidly leaks out of his feet.

At the next moment, the earth beneath the feet of the Filament army sounded violently as countless explosions were created from the earth as if volcanoes erupted with the sound of the earth.

"More explosions than at the feet of the Filament Army!

"Your Highness!"

Hopkain, the deputy secretary who received reports from his men, makes a cry urging them to give instructions to their orderlies.

As soon as Noin retightened his expression, he dared to say what he saw and understood, just that it was his last confirmation.

"What's going on with the shield of light that protects them?

"We have confirmed the disappearance of everything. You can!"

Hopcaine's powerful response. That was telling the story of the state of mind leading up to a soldier in the Imperial Army today.

And when Noyne nods one to be held back by that voice, he makes the command they seek worded.

"Okay. In the middle of a mess, it's no longer possible to concentrate on building magic on them. Then let's go to the final stage. Now is the time to teach them the power of our Gretzen Kugel!

Instructions for that noise are given. Nay, the magicians, who were waiting for instructions now or now, stare at the army of Filaments in the midst of chaos. And unleashed the collective magic that was knitting it all together.

Three, four, five, one after the other, their Grazen Kugel begins to walk into the Filament army, which is densely and in turmoil.

And when the countless bullets of light reached the center of the Filament army in both hands, at that moment, so much light occurred that it was likely to fill the entire world with white, and each of them exploded as if they had resonated.

The earth shakes, the wind blows, and the blast blasts.

"... Phi, Filament Army, looks devastated. There is no longer one place where they were."

Though he meditated his eyes at the moment of the explosion and covered his ears with both hands, Noyne's men report that out loud, still suffering from an unstoppable tinnitus.

"This is Gretzen Kugel... I've seen it many times in exercises before, but what a power, albeit our magic..."

Noin also slowly opened his meditating eyes, seeing the misery spreading at the end of his gaze, unable to utter any more words.

"Reporting. Filament Army, but only some troops who were in charge of replenishment in the rear guard appear to remain because they did not receive a direct hit from Grazen Kugel. It's probably part of the Dioram Army."

"Your Highness. What shall I do? If you'll excuse me, I'll lead the sweep operation."

Following a subordinate report, Hopkins proposes so toward Noyne, holding his own ears.

But Noin shook his head to the left and right immediately, not to hear the suggestion.

"Dan."

"What?"

Unexpectedly in the words of Noin, Hopkain becomes a face poked at the void.

"I don't approve of sweep operations. Of course, you can deal with the rest of them if they want to come straight to the blade, but basically if you want to negotiate or surrender, just accept it all."

"So, but..."

Though Hopkins was already convinced of a complete victory, he eats down on Noyne wondering if he lacks the Dragon Dot.

But while he understood the Deputy Secretary's state of mind, Noyne shook his head left and right again.

"This is part of a pre-determined operation. He kept his promise to me. So now it's my turn to keep his word."