Unnamed Most Powerful Mage (WEB Version)

I sigh.

If you're going to kill me in battle, I'm hostile, so I have no problem killing you.

But once, isn't it genocide to kill after the battle is over?

The knowledge in me is nevertheless negative with regard to the post-war massacre, and I don't agree with you with regard to the massacre once it's over.

"Okay."

Inon and Samara's gaze takes a serious look at my words.

But I'm sorry.

I'll let you take my chances.

A million people, huh?

If you kill him, you won't get hurt, will you?

I get my hands on the ground.

And spread the map to be aware of the borders.

The range is the border, all you need is precision, and what activates is the magical formula Explosion.

Knit and combine them as one set.

Activates Collar Generation magic.

The atoms that comprised the ground are transformed in sequence, and one white chalker after another is created. That number is one million.

The surrounding earth turned all into chalkers.

"Samara, tell all elves to assemble from the Elf Garden as soon as possible."

Samara snorts confused at my words.

For once, the battle that wins and loses have decided, that is, the killing after the battle is over... is no longer just a massacre.

I don't give a shit about killing in battle.

Because we're fighting on the assumption that we're going to kill each other.

But once the fight is over, I don't think that's a good idea.

And that's one of the rules I imposed on myself.

A few hours later, nearly 1,000 elves gathered from the Elf Garden.

Among them was Elf Garden's Erin Feet.

I pick words and speak after I look over them all.

"Guys, this fight is our victory!

Elves in the Elf Garden cheer for my words.

That would be the case, too.

There are still a million soldiers who can't move, too.

I know what everyone expects from the future.

Slavery or slaughter? Assets by ownership?

But I'm not willing to forgive that kind of thing.

"There's something I want you guys to do. That's what I want the choker rolling at my feet wrapped around the neck of all the Vranus and Ermpeia armies. No violent acts at all. Just be thorough with that!

I can tell by my words that the air has changed a bit earlier.

Oh, why throw away your natural rights to the winner? That's an eye.

But you're wrong, aren't you?

"I tell you guys, I won the fight! I'm not abandoning that right! You can rest assured there. There are several features of this choker."

I speak while activating the Audio Extension magic so that it sounds like a thousand elves.

"First of all, one thing, once these guys get back into the kingdom of Yuzeu, they're putting in a mechanism where the choker explodes. This will prevent these men from participating directly in the war."

Erin Feet comes up and speaks to my words.

"Mr. Yuma, I don't mind that, but does letting them return to the Ulanus state lead to maintaining their national power and contributing to their economic power?

Well, that's a reasonable question.

You don't have to take part in the war to take part in the war indirectly.

But I know that.

"Erin Feet, there's no problem there. Because they pay taxes every year!

Elves, not just Erin Feet, in my words. 'What?' I had the emotion on my face.

With the Adventurer Alliance safe, you can send money as long as you have an Adventurer Alliance here.

In other words, by asking a million men who wear chalkers to put in taxes every year until they die, this one will have tax revenues every year.

Wouldn't it be a WIN-WIN relationship where they could go home and we could make money out of taxes?

"So how much tax do you plan to do?

Erin Feet comes to visit.

Taxes are based on Japanese standards, okay?

But when the income tax plays a high taxpayer, I think it was about 30%... but based on the tax revenues of the Ulanusian state, I can't get that much.

Given that, tax revenues are 20%, since the average household thinks about 300 gold coins is their normal annual income. Should I ask the guild of the Ulanusian state to pay taxes on one person and 40 gold coins each year?

"Right, that's 40 gold coins every year. If you can't pay, you can have a choker explosion."

The elves are tilting their heads at my words.

Only Erin Feet has smiled.

"Yuma, that's... you've thought of something interesting again. Then you can take money until you die rather than kill it. That's good. Besides, I don't have to take care of them here. Besides, it only generates money. It's like an expansion of the Adventurer Alliance."

"Well, it's a life-threatening compulsory levy... better than dying, isn't it? All the elves, put the choker rolling at my feet on the neck of the soldier rolling around there."

A thousand elves moving into my words.

That's going to take some time before the work is done.

I start work. I sit down and watch the elves.

"This won't even make it after Princess Yurisha's army..."

I turn my gaze to Samara as I crush my own words.

"Samara, tell Linnellas the upside of things. And the Adventurer Alliance has 40 million gold coins coming in every year as income…"

Samara shook her head at my words.

And......

"Okay! Then we have to go to the Ulanusian country and talk to the Adventurer Guild! But 40 million pieces of gold is amazing! You can make a lot more money than you can kill poorly! That's why."

Already, Samara seemed to have lined up the conversation.

Well, that's just how Linellas reacts when it comes to money.

But in Japanese yen, 400 billion yen in extraordinary income is brought to a settlement of 1000 elves.

Wouldn't that be a lot of money......

Hmm. You can create jobs in public utilities.

I've been thinking about what to do with the workplace, jobs and wages that attract men, but if we put down the money in the form of utilities, that could turn to consumption and become a big city.

"Mr. Yuma......"

Earlier, Inon, looking at me and wearing it, finally opened his mouth.

I don't know what she's got an idea for saying, but I thought her words were the truth in this world.

That's why I deny the idea.

It's not legal, but they kill each other because they're willing to fight each other.

But after the battle, killing those who are unwilling to fight is just a massacre.

who are unwilling to fight it. Even though I have no strategic choice but to kill civilians and sharpen the opponent's will to surrender, it is not acceptable to me.

That's the shortest route to the end of the war, but it's just a massacre.

In the end, genocide is just a massacre, even if it wields great righteousness.

I think it's shallow to justify that and shake it up.

Such is a weak man who has only turned away from the sins he has committed.

So I don't turn away from those who say so.

If you're willing to fight, I'll kill you, and if you don't, I won't.

So make sure you're willing to fight and kill them relentlessly if you're willing to.

"Sorry, Inon. This is my decision, if you have any complaints, just tell me."

Inon says nothing to my words.

No matter how far I go, I guess the backbone of this world doesn't go with my backbone.

By the day after sundown, the chalkers were finished on all soldiers, and the magic of my physical regeneration repaired everyone's body.

And before returning to the land of Uranus, everyone was briefed and asked to come home.

You just saw the giant magic. They didn't show you how to resist.

However, the punch perms dyed their faces blue when they told them that if they didn't pay 40 gold coins each year, the choker in their neck would explode.