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

- The Nadal Army-backed Imperial soldier, led by Leon Grants, had a formation on a small high hill in the western part of the Mildoor Plains.

I'm not on the front line, and I'm still behind this for the operation.

Not as a Nadal army, but as an Imperial army general.

Before the war, we are in a situation where we stay on the hill with an excuse not to deprive Polk Nadar of his grip, and in fact we are watching the opportunity to move.

Because this is a low hill, it is possible to grasp the battlefield to some extent, even if it is not possible to see it all. First, I accompanied Polk Nadar with a unit of magicians who reminded him of a new form of preventive magic, and while waiting for that report, I am now monitoring the central parts of both armies from the top of the hill.

Of particular concern is the Royal Army's Demon Commander Unit.

Originally, Leon came into contact with Polk Nadar because reports came in that the Royal Army's Demon Commander unit had rapidly increased its proficiency, and I want to know its power, but for it.

That's why we're keeping an eye on the movement of the Enchantress Squad.

Dusseia looks at me like she's asking.

"My lord."

"… still more agile than ever before in the attack of the Magic Commander Squad"

That's what Leon said.

The bluntness of the movement that should really accompany us when we run the Magic Commander unit was not seen by the Magic Commanders of the current Royal Army.

... The Mage Squad is the same when it comes to mobility, but when attacking, it tends to activate magic simultaneously in order to focus its attack power. Then we have to match the time of the magic activation with all the troops, and that's where it takes some time.

'Adjusting Magic' for selected magic.

"Chanting Times" involving magically activated time.

Based on them, the waste of time is even greater than in other military disciplines.

But contrary to such common sense, the movements of the Royal Army's Commander of Demons unit were agile, with all their footprints.

That would be well understood during the first magical exercise, before the infantry troops collided.

Even though the chanting of the spell should have been almost simultaneous with the Nadar army, the activation was slightly quicker on the part of the Crusaders, and there were few failures due to deficiencies, such as the chanting failure that occurs every now and then when magic is used.

Surely there would be a difference between a central main unit and a local private unit.

But still the magician of the same kingdom. I don't think there was a hard difference.

Nevertheless, the fact that we have now been made to see the difference so far on this occasion.

"I'm pretty sure there's something that's improved the training of the Magic Commander Squad first"

"Again?"

"Oh. Thinking about it, you were lucky to have this fight. It's a lot to know that this is the only difference in power among the Royal Army."

"Well, we're going to need to keep exploring it."

"Right - so, lieutenant. How's the record?

"Ha. That's fine, as you ordered."

Having heard Livel's reply, Leon now turns to another.

"The rest, then, is the report of this unit of magicians - Lord Arius. Can I hope?

"Of course it is. Doc also said that the magic of this time is powerful, so I assume it meets your expectations?

This is about the anti-sexuality magic.

With the use of that silver star, the tattoo of Megas's high brother, you'd be sure to do it first.

In the meantime, Dusseia, who was looking at the battlefield,

"Do you think your Excellency can take Polk Nadar's neck off Seylan?

That's what I'm asking you.

"You won't be able to. He's obsessed with Seylan's neck. He's biasing his soldiers toward Seylan. Seylan on the other hand...... I guess he knows exactly what that pig is after. While consolidating his own protection, he has become a good guide to the Nadar soldiers. Huh, that would be exactly the pig who got bait hanging in front of him."

It was such irony that I shook my mouth with a laugh.

Pork Nadar is distracted by Seylan and has no other business in his eyes.

That would be exactly what the pig with the bait in front of him would do.

To Dusseia, who has not yet come with a pin, point a part of the battlefield with a cane in his hand.

Ahead, from the center of the battle to the right wing.

Crusader Infantry Squad Supports Front, Nadal Army Infantry Squad.

"Look."

"Ha!"

"... the Count must take over Seylan. Oh, and there's only one way to go after Ceylan. However, the infantry supporting the front needs to be broken because a corresponding number must be available in order to take over. But you can't let them take sides of the horizontal line, and you can't let enemy soldiers break in between the Count and the horizontal line. So the horizontal line goes on and on and on."

If the enemy takes the sides, the battle line will be cut from there.

If there is a hole between the horizontal formation and Polk Nadar's troops, there is also a fear that enemy soldiers will penetrate from it and Polk Nadar will be pinched.

That is why the infantry units supporting the front need to be forced to extend the horizontal line to the right-wing side so that no gap can be made between Polk Nadar, who will follow Seylan south.

Regardless of the will of Polk Nadar.

"If the horizontal line also had some troop numbers, they would be able to support enemy infantry, but the Nadar army is a good place to gather. Because it's not fully equipped, it's small enough - look in the middle, the horizontal line is going to be pulled a thousand times right now."

As well as the concentration of soldiers on the right wing side, the horizontal formation created at the outset is accommodated by extending the horizontal formation, the vertical is thinner everywhere.

If it overlooks, it would be a danger at a glance.

"There shouldn't have been that much difference between the number of crusaders and Nadar troops"

"It was an equal number of stories when the end of the war opened. If they take it away, the number will decrease, and the other side is using troops who have refrained from filling holes in the rear, also thinking about replenishing that portion. Besides, that Rustinel soldier."

If the line extends sideways, the opponent will also have to extend the line.

But the Crusaders assumed that the battle would extend sideways and the vertical depth would be shallow, feeding the central part of the horizontal formation, the Rustinel soldiers known as the strength, and the Enchantress troops, reinforcements from the center.

In that case, sooner or later, the Nadar army will be devoured of the battle line.

Because if the horizontal formation thins, all you have to do is rip it apart.

"If the tactics aren't wrong, this battle, the Crusaders will never lose. Even if the numbers are aligned, the soldier's proficiency and equipment are different. But..."

After all, what should be feared would be Seylan's talent in being able to carry it out.

After discerning the purpose of the enemy, he takes himself into his own hands and masters the battlefield. Leon had expected it, too, but I didn't think he'd make it this far.

The general who chooses without passing the best of our thinking will be perfectly capable.

Light a paper cigarette and slow down that smoke.

"... Was Seylan ten years old or there? At that young age, I'm not that good at fighting. They seem to be showing us the scriptures and the performances."

"The dragon child must mean a dragon."

"I didn't know we could do this beautifully, though. After all, the kingdom cannot be insulted."

"So far, even as Your Excellency predicted, is it?"

"I suppose so. This measure was taken assuming that the Crusaders would choose the best. That's exactly what it was supposed to be. There's something else you can't insult."

Measures often overlap with many handouts.

There can be no escape from failures, delays, missed ends and other matters than the fact that many human beings are involved in the event of war, and it cannot all be possible to choose the best hand.

Then it can be said that the fact that we kept avoiding those things and got this far is not a threat enough.

"His Majesty was breathing that the Kingdom would be next when the offensive between Dumbalud and Meydaria was over... but it could get tough"

"Again, when you prune before you grow up"

"That's better. Before the dragon grows up to be the Dragon King, it will be mowed with our hands."

So, uh, Arius raises a voice of doubt.

"My lord, it feels strange to me there. The other prince is the king of the kingdom, so shouldn't we catch him rather than kill him? If you are a prisoner, you will also work in favor of future negotiations with the Kingdom."

"Hostages."

"Yes."

Surely Arius is right, that's one hand.

But...

"I'm sorry I seem to change the subject, but does Lord Arius know the story of the king of Yambakra?

"... The Chronicle is second, you're talking about a king who appears in the Spirit Age. In the private sector, it is passed down as a foolish king who tried to harm Chain, one crack of the Twin Spirits"

"That's right. To make his authority unshakable, King Yambakra tied the 'Spirit of the Crunch' chain, one crack of the Twin Spirits, to captivity in iron chains, but vice versa, the king suffered disaster and destroyed himself. The stupidity of trying to get your hands on something big that people can't handle and the foolishness of getting your hands on cheaply without even looking closely into the other person. It's an ancient tradition that tells those lessons."

"Surely, as you said, it will be common for extra acts to bounce back on themselves. But no matter how powerful their opponents are, His Majesty the Emperor wants Seylan's stature?

"No, Your Majesty has already informed me that I can discuss it"

Yes, that's what Leon had already been dealing with when it came to Saylan's physique.

But the words returned from the emperor then,

- Don't ever insult Rhinol, Crocellulod.

- You don't have to take captivity until you risk it.

- If you can, kill them as they are.

- If the historical emperor does not speak selfishly to his Rhinol opponents, half of the Rhinol should already belong to the Empire.

The emperor, yes, stabbed Leon with a nail.

Don't be greedy, don't be King Yambacla, yes.

If we don't take it away when we can, we'll have an extra disaster.

"His Majesty then joked and said whether he would die to the extent that he had slashed his neck"

"If you slash your neck, people will die."

"If so, fine. Otherwise, it means he is not a man, just like His Majesty the Emperor."

"So His Majesty the Emperor says he will not die if he is beheaded?

"The palace sparrows often don't flirt like that."

No matter how much power you have over people, it won't be that far...... that emperor. I can't even say it's impossible.

That's how Leon was talking to Arius, in that.

"So, the decree! A quick reward for His Excellency Grants!

A soldier with information rushes in breathlessly towards us.

What is the matter? Let's make that a lot of mess.

"What's up? Something urgent?

When Düsseia asks, the decree utters an unexpected report.

"The First Magic Brigade was eaten by a Kingsguard under Saylan, or destroyed!!

"Nah -!?"

"Mm..."

"It's..."

The report makes the neighborhood nervous.

The commanding magician's unit was one of the three units he was putting on Polk Nadar.

That 's--

"Or, devastated!? That would be the unit that was letting the Count follow!?

"Ha! As Count Polk Nadar pursues a Kingsguard unit led by Ceylan, he puts in a First Demon Conductor unit to break the Kingsguard! But the troops are enchanted and devastated by the enemy demon mentor! Troops II and III are now dealing with it jointly, but the magical power of the enemy seems too harsh and distressed by defense"

"What happened to [Type I Barrier Formation (Wall Alter)]! If that new spell brought to you by Lord Arius..."

"That's the enemy demon's offensive magic that easily penetrates the new anti-sexuality magic..."

"Stupid... it's supposed to be some kind of anti-sexuality magic that can outrun a bunch of [Flash Spear (Flame Rune)]."

Turn your gaze to Arius as Dusseia stalls.

Lord Arius.

"... that shouldn't be that easy to break magic though"

Was it unexpected in person that it was broken? From the sound of a step lower, I felt something like confusion.

"The [Class I Barrier Formation (Wall Alter)] was assumed to have received magic that further enhanced the [Flash Spear (Framloon)]. Unless it's so magical, it's not easy to get out."

"But the Enchantress Squad, now remembered, broke down the barrier and destroyed it"

…………

Can't you even say Arius back to this?

But Leon and I already know how defensive [Type I Barrier Formation (Wall Alter)] is. After she brings me the spell, I'm confirming its effect and the high level of performance.

But I still couldn't forbid disappointment that this was easily broken by the arrow tips that were put into action.

"Lord Herald. Was it the magic of Crocellulode?

"No. It was the first time Seylan used magic. From what I've seen, I think it was a Kingsguard."

"Being a Kingsguard doesn't mean a magical attack on the entire force, does it?

"Yes. One person used it. Aristocrat's younger brother because of his identity. It also looked like a young boy."

"Ko, you said it was a child!? You were torn by the magic used by the child!?

Dusseia, who hears the story of the decree, speaks out in amazement.

It's not a believable story about how Seylan and his national wizard opponents still do, or how a completely unnamed child broke [Type I Barrier Formation (Wall Alter)].

Even from Arius, I can feel the atmosphere that is somewhat surprising.

"What kind of magic was that?

"Perhaps it's magic that fires black debris like a splash"

It was Dusseia who raised doubts about the words of the decree.

"With such magic? You're saying that that anti-sexuality magic was broken with just the magic of shooting out debris?

"Ha. That is so harsh... the cavalry under the earlier Polk Nadar blew apart every horse, and then penetrated through the anti-sexuality magic behind it, lifting and destroying the First Magic Force... so much so that the Nadar army, who was in a violent mood with one of its magic, feared and stopped his legs"

The soldiers of the dictated decree are turning blue and trembling.

I guess I replaced it with if I were exposed to that magic.

Leon was there, fu, concerned about the words the decree uttered.

"But why did you presumably put it before the explanation? If you've definitely seen it, you can't possibly say it like that."

"That was... the debris that was fired was so fast that I wasn't sure what the magic was to eject..."

"How fast is that?

"It was probably even faster than the arrowball shot out of the crossbow. Because of this, even with the mobility of the cavalry, we couldn't avoid it in time."

So, Arius raises his voice.

"Faster magic than a crossbow? Such an idiot......"

"Lord Arius?

Leon called out to ask, but Arius on the other hand does not answer.

I was surprised by the stunned voice, but at the time she stayed solidified listening to the decree, as if she had overheard even the impossible.

After he shut up as if to think often, he eventually opened his mouth.

"… Your Excellency. Among the magical knowledge of our silver stars is the law of [falcon plunge]."

"What's that?

"The content is not so difficult. It is the magical law that you cannot produce the magic of speed beyond the speed of a falcon."

Arius, once separated there, goes into the narrative.

"I cannot exceed the speed of a falcon. Primarily, in producing the magic of the ejection system, the Magic Instructor is inhibited by its laws. This happens because the operator himself cannot imagine a speed greater than the sudden descent of the falcon."

"Can't you imagine?

"That's right. Think of offensive magic. Isn't the offensive magic of the injection system mostly imitating bows and arrows, throwing spears, throwing stones, etc? The magic of the injection system mimics that kind of thing because there are limits to the human imagination."

That's what Arius says, he makes a strange noise.

"It's really hard to imagine something you've never seen. Even if it can be embodied as magic, the imagination is vague and the effect is not stable. So the magician makes up for it by observation and experience, to imagine magic. I can observe and experience things well and understand the events well for the first time to produce a steady magic"

"Hmm... I'm not a magician, so I don't know what's going on around here."

That being said, when he turned the gaze of confirmation to his direct Mage, the Mage nodded to affirm the story of Arius.

"Of course, it doesn't apply to everything. Magic such as wind, which in itself has speed, is excluded, and if it is an easy matter to imagine, an easy matter to relate to, it is possible to construct it only by imagination. However, as it becomes more effective, it becomes more difficult…"

"So Lord Arius wants to say that most of the magic you eject mimics what you mentioned earlier?

"Yes, and with that in mind, the fastest thing we see is a plunge for falcons to hunt for their earthly prey, and the one that they have the opportunity to see widely with its equivalents becomes an arrowball that is fired from a crossbow"

"And because people can't see things that are faster than that, the magic that produces can't go any faster. So it was named [Falcon plunge]."

"Your Excellency is right."

"I see, the limits of a person's imagination..."

Now, Crave Arvent, one of the National Magic Instructors, the Melting Iron Magic Instructor, said he was to suffer burns all over his body to produce the magic that came under his alias.

I guess this would be an example of how I felt physically but thus broke the limits of my imagination.

"In the story of His Eminence, that was certainly all the speed. It means you've broken through that law, and you'll know something about the speed at which that demon conductor exceeds [falcon plunge]. Specifically…"

"There is a phenomenon or a flying tool with a faster ejection rate than a crossbow…"

"Ranri"

When Arius affirmed, Dusseia looked stunned,

"Stupid! Isn't it more threatening than magic..."

"Yes, that's why I said the same thing as the Vice General."

"My lord."

"... I think we need to look into this as soon as possible."

As we roar together at facts that cannot be overlooked, the decree rushes into the formation again.

"My Lord General! Polk Nadar has requested reinforcements!

"... sooner than planned"

"My lord, how are you doing?

"Right..."

Not to mention how much for the operation, you can't just ignore the Count's request. It is necessary, to some extent, to preserve the empathy of the collaborators, as the possibility of the Count's retreat to our infirmity cannot be abandoned.

But it's also true that I want to wait a little longer.

... I have time. things are going as planned, and there is still no shadow of reinforcements to the Crusaders.

If an unexpected intruder doesn't come in, all you have to do is wait for the opportunity.

Reinforcements to the Count will be crucial to wait until critical, or delay even if you let them out.

(Reinforcements...?

So I remember the freakiness.

That's not about reinforcements to the Count, it's about reinforcements to the Crusaders.

- No reinforcements yet?

Yes, there are still no reports of reinforcements in the Crusaders.

There can't be any such thing.

"Officer Coast."

"Ha!"

"Other than the Count's request for reinforcements, are there any reports in there?

"Ha. What kind of report should it be?

"It's reinforcements to the Crusaders. No sign of soldiers being sent from the Wang capital or any other city?

"You're out of tune."

"Not at all?

"Yes. Not at all."

…………

Weird. I'm the one who set up the maneuver so there's no reinforcements to the Crusaders, but it shouldn't mean the reinforcements stop just the first Demon Commander unit.

Even if the Flood (Han) and Granchelle put military pressure on the kingdom, the kingdom has the defense not only of the national army, but also of local nobility. It can't be that we can't get reinforcements out at all first. There's no way we can afford to keep it ready for invasion.

... I did say that the Count had no reinforcements.

But it also assumes that, to some extent, reinforcements will be sprained.

Yes, the kingdom doesn't have to move soldiers on a massive scale, it just has to move the National Magic Instructor, who is a great power of war, alone. Even if you just moved a few National Demon Instructors in the first place, you should be able to easily wipe out some endless armies, such as the Nadar Army.

Though I wouldn't be able to rule such a thing any more than I would have to share a reward with the martial arts aristocrats.

Still, one or two people should move, and it can't even be circumstantial not to do that.

To the lid, Rivel opens his mouth.

"Do you have any concerns?"

"I'm concerned about the lack of reinforcements."

"No such reports have come up from crusaders or spies who have lurked all over the kingdom,"

Again, no reinforcements.

But the other guy is that Sinl Crocellulod. If the situation is not moving, would it still show such laziness with the matter and things covered?

You won't be able to read this intent correctly, but you can't possibly not consider the possibility that the Empire is attached to Polk Nadar.

Then we should be able to plot it so that no matter how the situation falls.

If it is conceivable, do you also keep secrets from the Crusaders to move the soldiers?

And

(... force your opponents to force enough power to override their disadvantages at once for a short period of time so they don't understand you)

I guess. The status quo is favorable to the Crusaders, but if you're assuming it's when you're at a disadvantage, you should.

You would also be able to move a separate squad and have it rotate around in the rear, but doing so could reduce Seylan's handle. It would be best, then, to let the great forces be added to the Crusaders and put them under Seylan's command.

Perhaps now, we are already in the stage of forced marching.

Strike the cane in your hand into the palm of your hand.

"- Dusseia. Faster than planned, but I'll have you move. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it."

"General..."

"You lead the squad into a big detour and go around to the woods behind the Crusaders. Never be distracted."

"Is that the forest behind you? But then..."

Perhaps in the meantime you thought the Nadar army would be devastated.

I thought about explaining to him, and I hear a luxurious laugh from behind.

"Buwahaha!! So that's where I come in, huh?

... How come you always have a sharp sense of smell only when you are at the extreme of idiots.

I look at Balgu Gruba, thinking so in a frivolous crossing.

"Balg. I would have liked for you to have the defeat of the Nadar army move from time to time...... there is only one"

"What then. Wouldn't it be over if it collapsed?

"The Nadar army. But what army are we in?

"Something like that...... oh well. I mean, I don't care about Nadal or anything."

"That's what I'm talking about"

"So what do you want me to do?

"I want you to keep kicking the frontline infantry."

"Mm-hmm. Good. It's better suited to me. I'm relieved they didn't tell me what I wanted to sleep with."

"What would make you do such a job?"

"Buwahahaha!!

Barg Gruba takes on two battle axes, his own gain, and makes a groundy laugh.

And pointed him to the left side of the battlefield.

"Bulg. Collapse the left-wing enemy line. Please."

"Oh! I'll take care of it!

A reliable voice returns from Barg Gruba.

But on the other hand, Dusseia looks unsettled. Calling him nearby like that.

"Dusseia, give me a little ear"

"Ha..."

Tell Dusseia the liver of the operation, often in conversation.

Eventually he opened his eyes to surprise.

"It's..."

"I mean, everything is within my assumptions. Okay?"

Pressing caution, Dusseia said with a resolute bare gesture, "Ha!" and indicates an intention to understand.

Then an unexpected person raised his voice.

"- Then let me go the same way"

"Lord Arius. Why you? I thought you weren't willing to be actively involved?

"I'll just give you a light hand. Maybe you'll meet the Wizard who said he pierced the [Class I Barrier Formation Reformation (Wall Alter)] made by Dr. (Doc)... this one, too, was just pierced. I'm not in the right shape just to report it."

I'd say I'd have trouble getting her to move on her own, but it was also true that I'd appreciate it if she could move on.

"… Then I would like to ask for the fold in which the National Demon Instructor appeared"

"Okay. I'll take care of what happens when the National Mage shows up."

After such an exchange, I turn back to Dusseia.

"Go. Dusseia Lubanca. With your bravery, be sure to finish the King Prince of Rhinol. If you succeed, Seylan's neck is yours. Then you might get what you want."

"... Are you sure?

"I don't have a hobby for taking my men's handles. Go."

"Oh, as Your Excellency says! Follow me, the elites of the Empire!

In Dusseia's eyes, the fire lights. That's because I carry my family.

As Leon, I want him to be active in the future. If we can raise the hand here, we may also be able to dispel the apprehension about the subtle position placed by the family.

For the first time he has been able to eliminate such worries, he will be able to take the road to the General, he said.

With that in mind, the fold dropped off Dusseia's back, who drove out on horseback.

I raised my voice like Rivel ate a bubble.

"Shit, General! General Grubba!

"What's wrong with him? - Mm?"

"And not on the left, but on the right! I'm running my horse towards the Kingsguard unit in Ceylan!

"Eh, that big bottom fool... don't you know the right or left? Now they'll let Dusseia get away with it before she turns around..."

Leon gave instructions to his men to go to a halt, holding their heads on Barg Grubba's actions.