Beginning with disqualification, the Growing Magic Guide Road! - Spell Development Sometimes War Jou

The temperatures in the operating room are further reduced by what appears to be the chilling call of Ceylan.

Did I offend you by making such an inadvertent statement in the context of the military council?

This situation, it would be a flow entirely to blame for the fallout.

Although it has solidified for a moment with a mundane call, it is inevitable that the situation will deteriorate even if it remains so.

That fold I tried to step forward to apologize to Ceylan in a hurry.

Noah walked forward earlier and poked him in the knee.

"Your Highness, I would like to ask you to forgive me for the disrespect with which I became interested in a private conversation during the military debate"

"... ho"

"Earlier disrespect was due to my urging to speak to the Lord. If there is punishment for it, can you ask me, not the Lord?"

"Noah......"

To a call that leaked out of his mouth, but Noah didn't turn around. I just show my back even. Leave this place to yourself, I guess.

Seylan opens her mouth as she is driven by her apologies for sheltering me and strong self-blame.

"... That was Noah Ingvain."

…… I bathe in the glory of remembering His Royal Highness, and I know it is an honor. "

"Even if I knew. He is an English genius who graduated from the Magic Court as its chief, received Kaoru from a soluble iron, rival bi-national magician, and even had the [icy thin] street name. The rest is not so foolish as to know those who possess such rare talent."

"Ha ha."

Noah, listening to Saylan, bows his head deeply.

Meanwhile, speaking of the lords who heard that conversation, it looked surprising. The same is true of the fact that his squire is known by Seylan, but the fact that he is involved with the two National Demon Instructors is probably because he is not.

Seylan, however, took a chill while his voice stood like a wave of inspiration and interest.

"Refrain. The rest spoke to Arcs."

"But"

"I shall remain admired for that particular winning mindset that I seek to shelter the Lord. But don't make me say it again."

"... Ha"

Noah, too, has to accept this. Because if we eat any more, things will get worse.

Noah lays her eyes down sorry as she lowers.

I guess you feel responsible.

On the contrary, I feel sorry for this one, but shortly afterwards, now Deet opened his mouth like he was in a hurry.

"No, you know, Your Highness! Right now, uh..."

Suddenly, I guess I couldn't sum up my remarks well. All that pops out of my mouth is the vague word, uh, etc.

"Dietria, if you have something to say, just sort it out."

"Huh... ahh"

In the end, it is also sealed in Seylan.

I thanked him so small, then I stepped forward and poked him in the knee.

As you put yourself in a state of crisis and uncomfortable.

I tried to make a clear apology to Ceylan, that mingiri.

"- What's up, Arcs? Isn't that the end of the story? What are you doing?

"Huh...?

What I was told was a word that I didn't even think about.

What does it mean? This one was blamed for a very far-fetched statement, and I thought maybe that would go as far as punishment, but it didn't go against expectations.

It's like you're wondering what you're trying to apologize for.

Rather, this also sounds like a mouthful that says we should talk more.

Apparently, that was right.

"Arcs, I want to hear the rest of you."

"So,"

"Hmm... I don't think you need words of apology for the rest? Or was the contemplation you just said so frivolous that you had to beg forgiveness?

"Oh, uh... yes, no! Not at all!

"If not, keep talking ahead. I think it's important to listen to what happened here once and sort things out."

"Yes!

Accept Saylan's words and stand up.

I thought it was definitely a lapse, but it wasn't.

For just a few moments, meet Noah or Deet in the face and take a small, relaxing breath.

And get back on your mind, open your mouth.

"... that, Your Highness. I'll tell you something a little further from the story under discussion, would you mind?

"I don't mind. As I was saying, this is an arrangement of the situation. Speak freely."

Ceylan accepts, gently slip the foot of the chair and put this one in the front.

I look forward to such a seylan and then breathe once, and say,

"- The focus of the story I said earlier is what Polk Nadar's purpose is. As I listened to all of you in the military conference room, I wondered if there was any reason why Polk Nadar was attacking us."

"Hmm. Isn't that to fight the rest of the crusaders?

"No, there is no need for Polk Nadar to attack at the current rate if it is to fight the Crusaders. Even if you keep your mouth shut, the Crusaders will attack you, so you know it's best to be prepared to intercept."

"Sure. The Nadal army is small, so fighting in a cage in the castle is the best way to do it. But caged in the castle is what reinforcements want. Caged castles without reinforcements only exhaust soldiers. If they're surrounded, all they have to do is scrape them together. Now in war, it's a bad idea."

"You must be right. But even if Polk Nadar made his move based on the danger of cage battle, it's too late to move the army. At least you can't frustrate the Crusader's move if His Highness doesn't move right after he pulls back inside Rustinel territory, and if you destroy each one, you're losing it too late..."

"Right. If the Nadar army has not made a comical move, this move is unreasonable"

As far as listening, Nadar is behaving in one way or another.

Cage Castle is supposed to be the optimal solution, but you don't even prepare for Cage Castle battle.

or so, it can only be described as suicide to strike out in a situation where crusaders have begun to gather.

When such information is shared with Seylan, a voice rises from among the crowds.

"But isn't that what Polk Nadar would have thought?

"That's right. If Polk Nadar is moving his army like a pig, let's also explain this kind of military movement"

"I've read too much of everything. There can be no such thing as Polk Nadar moving with measures..."

All the voices that go up all the time, all the opinions that deny previous stories.

... maybe I do think too much.

If the Nadar army is not sprouting reinforcements and they are attacking us with self-abandonment because they are no longer able to fight Cage Castle, then this move can also be explained in a single way.

But it seems too convenient for Polk Nadar to move on because he's just marching caricaturally and not to look if he wasn't.

But it seems that the majority of the Hordes are unanimous because Polk Nadar is stupid.

- It's what the kid says.

- It's not worth asking.

The beginning and end of popping up to those words.

"Your Highness, overthinking threatens to get into depth. That's how much we should talk about."

It was shortly after one of the marquis advanced such a thing.

- Shut up.

A word Seylan uttered. In one word, I get the illusion that the weight was from shoulder to shoulder. Did you loudly think of the voices of the nobles, or did you not care to interrupt the conversation? Close to unlimited physical weights. That filled the room with all the neighborhoods, and the operating room, which was flourishing with the enthusiasm of argument, quietly came to an end at once.

"... you've disturbed me a little"

Saylan says so, fogging the pressure applied as if nothing had happened.

Then, to the Hordes,

"Sure, everyone's opinions are good. Polk Nadar is no stranger to being a stupid pig with a blade to the royal family, and it is enough that the earlier story is that Arcs' idea went too far. Right there. I'm going to respect the opinions of those who are particularly bright about the war here. Louise, and my teacher (Sheche), Loheim. Should they continue this story or not, which is better?"

I guess we don't move on to the outrage of ignoring the views of the gods and continuing to talk, but first let's have the man in the upper seat on our side.

The Great Lord, the defensive wall to the west of the Way and Kingdom, and the National Magic Instructor who has fought many wars before.

Surely, with the acceptance of these two, neither can the Hordes complain.

First, Louise speaks up.

"I know it's important to listen to Arcs Laceft like this. It can be a factor underfoot for an enemy to advance a military debate as foolish. I was wondering if we should put it up for discussion."

"Uhm. Okay, my teacher (sheche)"

"As Your Highness knows, I'm the kind of person who wants to pack the story in detail. As with magic, I don't want to try to move forward with the obscure parts remaining. At least his story will be worth listening to."

"Aye ok...... if these two are saying this, I think I can let Arcs talk like this?

Both of us, agree. If this happens, the Hordes will just have to shut their mouths.

"Well, how far have we talked? Arcs. Surely there was a lack of consistency in the movement of the Nadar army"

"Ha. Why aren't you caged in the main castle, you're attacking me"

"If we were to poke around there, can we still just say it's because we don't have reinforcements?

"Well, maybe, but if not, it's not a story."

"... I should have confirmed earlier that there are no reinforcements. All the nobles in the country are enemies of Nadar and have already blocked Nadar from being contacted here. Neither is the empire behind it capable of marching."

"But there's a connection"

"Connection......?

Saylan says so and tilts his head forward, showing a bare gesture of thinking deeply.

"Polk Nadar has a silver runoff on the Empire, so you'll be sure to have a pipe between you and the Empire first. In time, from here on out, it's a guess, but I thought Polk Nadar had already negotiated with the Empire. Then, naturally, what Polk Nadar wants from the Empire is physical security and promises of future status, reinforcements in the war now, etc."

"If Polk Nadar were to fall back on the Empire, he would demand things around it. But the Empire will refrain from expanding the front, so let's get rid of that offer."

"So, if the imperial side didn't turn that offer aside, it put some kind of condition on Polk Nadar. Specifically, if that was His Highness's pattern."

"Polk Nadar moves crazy to death to take the rest of his neck............ I see! You mean that!

The explanation, which is in the form of a half question, ends with the awareness of Seylan.

And because of that realization, Seylan asked a little excitedly.

"Arcs. So Polk Nadar wants the rest of his neck, but he's attacking you like this?

"Ha. As far as I'm concerned, I don't think so. There is no consistency in the movement of the Nadar army, because we were expecting Reich reinforcements until just before we moved out, so we are hurrying up now because the Reich offered us conditions"

"Right. If you think about it, this movement of the Nadar army will be explained..."

"Originally Polk Nadar was trying to trap His Highness, so I know it's enough to think about it. Even if the reaction of the worst empire is not fragrant, it moves into the hands of holding you hostage and aiming to open the situation, so I thought it was certain that you were moving with Your Highness in mind first."

"Mm-hmm. Minus the Empire story, Polk Nadar will have a part to play..."

Yes. As it stands, Polk Nadar, the only best hand you can take is this.

Dealing with the Empire still doesn't get out of speculation, though.

By naming Seylan's neck in the Ode Wars, he urges a response against a nation that is hostile to the Kingdom.

In that case, the poorly folded Granchelle and the eastern interracial Flood (Han) could take advantage of the opportunity to move.

While Seylan makes a noise that isn't even sloppy.

There are some of the priests who were good at it.

Earlier, the princes who advised us to stop talking and those who agreed to it are also looking at us as impressed.

Naturally Louise and Lowheim seem convinced.

But it seems that some of them still don't have a point.

Is it its epitome, Count Bowe has spoken as if he were stunned?

"Your Highness. In the end, the purpose was just clear. I was wondering if we could talk again in the context of the military conference."

Naturally, but it's a surprise to go up.

"What? Are you serious about that?

is what Louise Rustinel said.

"That would be enough opinion to come up with a plan."

means the presidency of the Kingsguard with His Royal Highness, the words of Eurid Rain.

Naturally, so is Seylan.

"Right. Rather, I can say that it has made it easier to draw up measures. Arcs. You were right to call me here after all, but the rest is a thought that opened the way."

"Become...!?

The voice of denial continues, and the wolf Count Bowe.

Naturally, the Marquis, who was good at earlier stories, is stunned by the words of Count Bowe.

And here, Loheim Wrangler, who had so far remained steadfast in silence, opened his mouth.

"Is Uncle Bow new to this hand fight?

"Wow, I've had one or two offensive fights with me!

The Count stares sharply at Roeheim's insulting remarks.

In contrast, when Lowheim quietly looked back, the Count made a squeaky voice, shrinking.

The raging anger I raised earlier must have been left to the momentum.

Earl was overwhelmed by Louise and his men's little lords the other day.

There can't be a temper to face a true monster named the National Magic Instructor head-on.

"Now, let's go through this once and for all in order to share our perceptions with the gatherers."

When Loheim says so, he takes his gaze off Count Bowe.

"The story you've just told me, Arcs, is a reverse reckoning of the situation, so to speak. Currently, Polk Nadar is in an unnatural act that has forsaken the interest of protection. Even though I can only say I'm picking a bad hand to look at. And why is that? That's because Polk Nadar has been given his life or your life by the Empire. Is that okay?

The Horsemen will reply to your understanding.

"So why is it easier to come up with measures? Until now, the purpose of Polk Nadar has been unclear, so we could only choose the action of intercepting or attacking the Nadar army, but this has also enabled us to take operational action according to Polk Nadar's purpose. So we have more choices."

"But Uncle Wrangler. I just found out that..."

to Count Bowe, who is not yet convinced, Loeheim turned a disappointing gaze,

"Don't you see... Polk Nadar is after His Highness's life. In other words, it turns out that the Nadar army is coming towards His Highness where he is. So what good can the Crusaders do?

"... you can choose your place for the showdown here"

"That's not all... Hmm, let's keep it at 50 points or something"

Even on the battlefield, I can tactically control the movement of enemy forces, but don't you think that much?

But Count Bowe looks pretty excited because of all the pointers from around him.

This man, contrary to his confident mouth when he says hello, may not be very accustomed to the place.

Second, Lowheim turns this way.

"Now, Mr. Arcs, let me ask you a question."

"To me, is it?

"If we see the situation that far, then there should also be speculation about the future movement of the two armies. You'll be able to answer my question, too. If your assumptions were correct, what would happen next?

"… ha. If this speculation is correct, it would appear that if this one continues to advance the army, it will not be in a situation that would attack Fort Tab. We are almost certain that the Nadar side will attack us beyond our expectations than we are aiming for His Highness's life. It is believed that it will clash with the soldiers at an early stage, so it would be better if you were prepared to clash with the enemy forces at an earlier stage."

"Right. If this one was brought into battle in an unpredictable place, it wouldn't be a hoard."

Lowheim nods satisfactorily.

The situation of taking questions from him and answering them is as if one day.

Whatever, talk about accidental encounters.

Particularly dangerous in this hand story is on the move and in the camp. In a fragmented situation where soldiers have not deployed either, soldiers ready to attack. There will be no more nightmares for the soldiers. Soon after this one finishes prepping, it will be torn. To avoid that, it's important to identify where the military collides with each other.

(... this is more or less the knowledge that was in the book as well)

The neighborhood looks like Dr. Sun. Or what the hell is going on with the ancient human head of the man's world? I can only find words if I'm really too genius.

"Arcs."

"Ha"

"I'd like to ask you that. If so, where do we set the stage for engagement?

In response to Seylan's inquiry, indicate the map and comma placed on the tabletop.

"Since the Crusaders are more numerous, I would be foolish to think that the Mill Door Plains might be reasonable"

"Hehe, is there any formation that can make the enemy blow a bubble?

"No, that's..."

"Fine. It's up to the soldiers to offer tough measures."

Seylan feels somewhat happy about it.

But I immediately misted that delightful color and threw another question.

"Then I want to reduce the number of Nadar troops beforehand. In this case, what would you do if you did? Answer me."

"First of all, we'll talk about spacing."

"Right. But you've already folded in, so you don't have to think about it now."

"So, by other means, do you mean"

"That's right. Answer something."

What pinches and speaks to that command is constant reticence.

"… I know that what I'm about to say will be very disrespectful to Your Highness. If you still don't mind, I'd like you to forgive me for speaking."

"Good. For the rest, forgive me for all the words I have spoken."

"Okay, I'm afraid so. Firstly, we will create a multiple-use force of His Highness's fakes and move them sporadically within Nadar territory"

"Hmm?"

Running too fast and bizarre makes me sound surprised from all around me.

Certainly disrespectful, such as putting up and moving Seylan's false neck?

"You! How dare you say such a great thing, such as standing up for His Highness's fake!

Count Bowe stood up in an outrage that could also be taken as reprimand, and several of his lords followed suit.

"Be quiet! Have you forgotten what your Highness said earlier about forgiveness?

"Ugh..."

Eurid Rayne speaks out for a curb, and he's got it under control.

Whatever.

"Polk Nadar will soon be pointing more soldiers than he is aiming for His Highness's neck. I was wondering if we could reduce many enemy soldiers before the showdown if we caught the troops of the Nadar army and destroyed them each."

When I finished, Louise raised her voice.

"But once you find out that's fake, won't you be able to catch it twice?

"Ha. If we continue to show a passive attitude towards provocative military action, the minds of the soldiers will occasionally be separated… is a statement we often see in the book of military law. If Polk Nadar doesn't have the desire to stop people from connecting to their hearts, then even if they know it's a trap, they have to crush it. Right?

"Ha ha. The more you let it go, the more you talk about being licked, and the more you shut up, the more you think about it."

As things stand, the Nadar side is at a disadvantage.

You should be in a situation where you don't know when a soldier will escape because you are facing an uninterrupted enemy named Kingdom. It is then considered to be always attentive in order to maintain the number of troops.

There's plenty of potential for you to come aboard an act of provocation.

Louise, who listened, exhales with admiration.

Naturally, Count Bowe comes with his mouth pinched.

"It's a stupid story. So what if Polk Nadar moves a lot of soldiers? Wouldn't you be able to destroy each one?"

"My lord, isn't the bigger the army, the harder it is to move? It should have taken a lot of time for both armies to gather numbers now. Suitable to split into smaller units to move to defeat"

"What?"

After the explanation, Count Bowe raised such a voice.

Apparently, this man, he's not very conjectural.

Or are you really a military person with this? Totally suspicious.

Like Lowheim earlier, it seems we need to talk plainly and shattered.

"The more troops you have, the more time it should take to move them. I know, as Your Excellency said, is it difficult to move many soldiers against the small units that have emerged everywhere...... should we think of the Crusaders as examples that tend to slow down the movement?

"You! You call the Crusaders led by Your Highness a foolish army!

(.................. ha)

Hearing a mundane yell, in my heart, big, it sighs loudly.

These people are hard to do if they have a constructive story. Immediately, I try to create my own flow by switching to the story that I am denigrating my superiors. It's a way out of the way of talking about a guy who doesn't like it at all.

But I'm not talking to this guy right now.

I'm still in the process of answering Seylan's question, and I'm just responding to the question that came up from the Hordes along the way.

All you have to do is focus on your conversation with Ceylan.

"Your Highness."

"Uhm."

Seylan snorts at me with interest.

So Count Bowe ignores it as it is.

"... there is still some time before the Nadar army reaches near the Mildoor Plains. During that respite, we will fool ourselves into thinking that it would be relatively good to disperse the Nadar army and reduce the number of soldiers as long as it is fulfilled, and bring them into the showdown."

After I ran out of that, I realized I was getting attention from around me.

I didn't even think of fine dust, such as a child coming up with such a measure.

At least, it didn't seem like we were talking about being smiled down from the crowd, and for one thing, I just said peace of mind.

Meanwhile, when it comes to Ceylan,

"Hmm, funny. That's funny."

Mouth such a grunt, as if you had even heard a rare story.

However,

"But it's just funny. Not sure we can catch enemy troops, and when we adopt that measure, we have to regroup the troops again. Right now, we don't have that much time left in our army. Funny, I can't hire that much."

"Ha. That I have defiled His Highness's ears with my naive measures. I'm really sorry to hear that."

"Good. I said I'd forgive the rest"

"Ha ha."

Keep your head down on Ceylan.

Well, yeah, it's not that easy to use measures.

It's an unprecedented airline theory in the first place.

I didn't expect this one to be adopted lightly either.

... but it's hard to have a conversation with a great person. Which must be excessively grumpy, and words for it must be lined up.

"Hmm, you fools"

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They may have caught my eye when I greeted them because they pinched me one bite at a time.

Do you want Noah and Kazzi to pay attention later?

… then take the instruction to back off and return to the starting position.

Then, when Eurid,

"If you're attacking me from the other side, why don't you also look at pulling me into Rustinel territory and intercepting me? If you let them attack the fort from the other side, they will be able to fight solid battles."

I suppose we should let the Nadar army adopt a lower strategy of attacking the castle.

But Seylan didn't shake his head vertically,

"No, the showdown here would still be good on the Mill Door Plains. I can tell you that I called on the Hordes, branded it a crusade, and that the status quo, the strength of the war, has been gathered enough. So this one's going to intercept at the fort, and there's no indication."

Saylan, after saying so, rises to the occasion and declares it clear again.

"Let's say it again. This battle is a despicable traitor's crusade. It is only natural that measures should be taken for the sake of victory, but the purpose must not be different. We aggressively crush the Nadar army. For the first time, this operation will be a success."

I guess. At the time Seylan branded this battle [a battle], it was already [a means] to defeat Polk Nadar, and [the purpose] was to show the Royal Family at home and abroad that it "would not allow traitors to exist in the country".

Despite the fact that "I was excited about the army for the crusade," it doesn't sound good when it comes to "pulling to the castle because the soldiers are about the same number," even if that's "buying time for the main unit of the National Army to come," the fact that it was attacked by their opponents can be heard.

In that case, it is also feared that, accumulatively, "Seiran is weak and has no talent to lead the army".

All the more so if the number of soldiers is exceeded.

So you can't take a passive maneuver.

War is a means to politics. We often hear that destroying enemies is a means and must never be an end.

This battle, of course, must not be lost, but there must be no more passive battles.

If you can't attack, attack, and attack by harsh, you can't call it a victory.

Having to figure out how to win is hard.

"Let's ask everyone. Where is the place for the showdown? Don't hesitate to mention any other suitable place."

... one word after another to push for a showdown on the Mill Door Plains.

It would be the idea that there would be no more measures than being outnumbered by soldiers.

Eventually, between Seylan and the Hordes, the future policy and the tactics to be employed at the showdown came together.

Finally, Seylan announced the end of the military debate.

"This military debate was really meaningful. We should get Arcs seats in the future."

(............... yeah?

Finally, it was tightened with a story I wasn't sure about.