Unmotivated Hero’s Tale (WN)

"What is that?

Byram, who had an abomination of the Kremea sectarian army that emerged from the south, is surprised at the sudden appearance of a huge light on a small, high hill in the north, which is the exact opposite direction, that is, the direction of progress.

Then, realizing the light, Mahzun sees the soldiers wearing the black armor that exists just beneath him, and the thought comes to one being.

Yes, to one magical being developed by one country.

"A huge sphere of light... soldiers wrapped in black monochrome armor... no way"

Without spinning words to the end, just muffled by the sight in front of him, Viral urged him to hurry ahead.

"No way, what is it?"

"Don't you see? Magic that wipes out even an army developed by the Empire. I mean, collective magic."

"Hey, what the hell!? He said it was collective magic!

In response to Mahzun's mouth-running words, Byram, with his eyes open, says so with a startled look on his face.

But Mahzun shook the boom and his neck left and right, as if to deny even his own words.

"No, it can't be. No matter how much Kisletin gets hunted down, they embrace the Imperial Army."

"No, that man's army."

That was Nurzan's word.

When he blocks Mahzun's words, he goes on to say them even more.

"It was strange, I think, to show up alone. Anyway, it was his personal unit that decided to fight Clarice and Britannia."

"That means that was Yui Istarz's!

Byrum, who finally came to think of its existence, pulls his cheeks together.

But without responding to his words like that, Nurzan hurries to his feet and looks around. And his gaze nailed him to the fortress where he decided to bare his side without stationing.

"Both the eastern side of Kisletin's army and the people in front of them are heading north ignoring the fortress... which means... damn it, evacuate the whole army from this land now!

"Hey, what? Sure, if that becomes collective magic, it's something terrible. But it's not as massive as asking rumors. Instead, the enemy intends for us to fall apart."

"No, it's not. That must not be after us. It's the fortress I'm after."

Ignoring some of the damage, Nurzan, who understands what the enemy intends, tells Byram to prioritize his approach to the enemy as he understands the intentions of the foe and pales his face.

"What? Fortress?

"Don't stick around. As it is, as it is, it will be the second of filaments. Anyway, one or more, get everyone out of this place!

"Cardinals, they are supposedly the Holy Army of Turmenia, but they seem to be wreaking havoc"

"What the hell happened?

In response to Roman's statement dividing the actual work force, Hamze asks so with a crease between his eyebrows.

Then Kettis, who was listening to their conversation, pointed softly at the small high hill ahead with his own right index finger.

"Probably that's it"

"Magic of Light...... No, I'm not"

A sphere with a vast amount of magic that you can clearly see, even from this place at a distance.

There was only one thing I could think of that meant with Roman.

"Collective magic. That would be the case."

"Rumor has it that Istarz's direct army consists of soldiers borrowed partly from the Empire. Probably the effect."

In response to Kettis' words, Hamze answers so with his hands on his chin.

But at the next moment, Kettis opened his mouth as soon as he raised his face.

"I see, is that what you mean? Now, turn back from this land now."

"Ha... duh, what do you mean"

"It's not a good idea to go north with the Holy Army like this. They were about to eat a cup."

Kettis has a bitter look on his face and clearly says so.

In response to that, Roman expressed one concern.

"Ha... but then the southern army, which I hunted down because of it, could be sidelined by the holy army"

"If you could take it aside, you would. But withdrawal is a priority now. We're not filaments… yes, we're not filaments."

"Uilla?"

Hamze, hearing a name he couldn't hear, gave him a very suspicious look.

Kettis, on the other hand, prioritizes the actions he needs to take now just because it's not the case.

"He's my friend. I don't have time for this anyway. To keep you out of the mess, let's go!

"Dear Kettis, this is the enemy."

"What?"

Exactly at this point in time when we tried to start the retreat.

As if at that time, a completely unexpected report is brought under Kettis by one believer who changed his blood phase.

"From the slopes of the mountains on the sides that surround the land, countless armed soldiers have gained tremendous momentum..."

"Is that Clarice's flag!?"

An army that suddenly appeared on the slopes of the mountain located on their side.

Their flag was engraved with a crest with a crown on the lion's engraved shield, or the crest of the Clarice army.

Meanwhile, the next movement occurs behind them as time goes on.

Yes, a move that is never desirable to them.

"Rear, enemy collective magic. Released towards the Holy Army of Turmenia...... Yes, no, that one is in the Fortress of Caserta!

Its screaming soldier's cry is quenched in an instant by a vast explosion.

The collective magic, which was smaller than the normal one, blew up there as he swallowed up the sacred armies that were around him as he suddenly emitted an enormous amount of light to envelop the surrounding unity the moment he struck directly at the fortress of Caserta.

"Minister of Military Affairs, it appears that he directly hit the fortress of Caserta as planned, indicating an explosion of every demonic stone that was embedded inside and around him"

"I was blocking my ears, but you still sting. Copy that. We'll continue the operation."

In response to a loud report by Cerrox, who is a deputy officer, going up to the cadet school, Eince responds without stopping at all.

"Okay. Then we'll split the troops into two parts from here, as planned. Mr. Clary, please."

"Are you sure you want me to do it? Well, we don't have a choice without them."

While going straight down the slope, Clary expressed a slight concern for Aynce, not to mention the meeting.

Then Aynce exhaled a deep sigh and stupidity instead of just replying.

"Ha... it's all that guy. It's a good place to fight this important battle without you two."

"Well, that's because they trust the Secretary of State for Military Affairs and Clary Fourth."

Shortly before this battle, Celox covers the man who hastily planned this operation with his eyes on the two Clairees who were forced to be promoted to fourth place.

His remarks like that, however, were lightly denied by the two of them in front of him.

"Trust? No. Because he's going to push any kind of hard work if he's going to make it easier."

"I'll do it, I'll do it. Really that guy..."

"And anyway. It was for this time that he left the battlefield first, crossing the mountains and hiding his soldiers. Let's get to action!

Celox rushes to turn the subject away to the most recent challenge as the two began to simultaneously spit out the grievances they had accumulated.

Meanwhile, in response to his remarks like that, Eince gave a surprising look, but shook his head vertically.

"Celox, I don't suppose you got a sleeve under me from a senior. Fine. Anyway, Mr. Clary. Holy Army, please."

"I understand. Attention, Minister of Military Affairs."

With that in his mouth, Clary changes the course of a group he directs.

"So shall we serve as opponents of the Clemea Order Army as that man plans"

"Yes, we can't let them get away here."

In the form that follows Eince's remarks, Celox makes him snort loudly.

But Aince's expression never cleared up against the powerful words of such a young man.

"If I missed that, I missed it. So, with more work, that guy's going to fool me. Totally."

"As it is, well, if we make a loan to Kisletin here, it would seem that the upcoming Western conference will be a lot easier to do. I thought it would never be in vain."

"It's not futile, and I'm sorry about the teases that push me to do what I can't do. Anyway, let's start by accomplishing what's right in front of us before we continue our stupidity. Come on, guys, let's go."