Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

His majesty as captain vanished in an instant into too shocking a statement, and he solidified himself with a feverish voice. I can't afford to see my men's faces. But everyone knows what the look is. Because you must have a face similar to yours.

"Hey! You have a better way of putting it. This one's gonna give us more time."

"No, no, this is all I have. It's a good opportunity. I've been dragged into a cage with dark roots."

"Don't mislead me! …… well, better than that"

Makes you wiggle your body with a bicum by having your gaze pointed at you, and immediately pokes you in one knee. In this case, I don't know what the right attitude would be, but this is all I could think of. This is still the end of the magician, I guess I can't measure the great man in front of me against the person on the top of the single magician.

Still, I can assure you that it is the single magician who instills more awe than the great men of his own country. This was the finest tribute I could come up with as a magician.

Then the men panic and kneel.

The activity of a single magician, whether in another country or not, brings salvation to all mankind. It must have been the former, which pays tribute to the magician, the officer he is in the same position as the single. Physically, but with all due respect from the heart, there is nothing more than a single magician.

As soon as he enlisted in the army, there was a demonic invasion. Not sure if it's an invasion correctly, but there's been a massive demon outbreak near the defensive line. It was inevitable that he, a recruit, would be driven out on a crusade. Balmes asked Iberis for help with that number, and the single magician Iberis held at the time saved his life. No, I guess I was just helping on my own. A few shots of magic swept away a large crowd, how many were saved by it alone? It's just one of them. But he held reverence for the overwhelming power of a single magician.

The single magician has already left the front line at that time. Still, the respect he holds for a single magician remains the same.

"You don't have to do that. It's a hassle to make a scene like this."

"No, this is personal. But I can't help it."

The captain slowly rises up and fixes his gaze around his chest so that everyone does not look directly at him as he lays down his face.

There's no change in his attitude when he finds out he's only a teenager. Though I felt unexpected.

"So why did you go to Balmes..."

My chest swells in anticipation as I remember the past. So much so that my voice even feels colored. I can't help but be ashamed of my trembling voice. It was not in his own consciousness that his personal expectations were greater than his position.

Ars removed the box with the letter from his nostalgia and expanded it to show thick parchment paper from inside. Paper will still be used for these exchanges and contracts, which is no different now or ever.

First of all, we need to think of him as the captain and make him understand.

"We're being rescued and crusaded by Alpha. It has obtained a temporary delegation of full powers of command from the Honourable Hortal Qui Balmes, Head of State of Balmes. May the Governor, Lord Gagareed, see what he can do?"

Does the captain who nailed his eyes confirm the king's seal?

"Wow, I get it. But I heard that... the Governor hasn't seen anyone in the last few days."

"Don't you see? I have been delegated anything concerning the Balmes army. I think it's superior to the Governor's authority, and if you find out, show me. We don't have time for this."

"Ha! Immediately"

The Ars line leads the way into the main headquarters of Balmes, led by captains and fighters.

The strange gaze of a crowd cracking naturally, but being exposed from left to right, is something of a kind directed at the unknown.

There are considerably fewer magicians than there are in Alpha by the time they reach the top floor. It could have been less than the college.

The captain stops in front of the door, half a spin.

"Here we are…… Governor, we have brought the crusaders from Alpha"

…………

No response to Knock. But there are signs of humans inside.

"That's enough."

Yes, labor. Ars unlocks the door unlawfully.

"Who told you to let me through!

"Who listens to your orders?"

Suddenly a yell rose from the inside with an intimidating bass, but Ars suddenly proceeded without hesitation to walk. Ars and Letty are the only ones who go in for the big zone to get in.

"Who are you! What are the guards doing!

"That was quick, Ars."

Ars flaunted his shoulder as he had expected to on the other magnificent man who sat on the chair.

"Sir Visaist, you've been waiting for this"

"Exactly. This man is too solid."

Ars hands over the letter and the risen visaist turns to Governor Valmes Gagareed.

"Is this satisfying? Lord Gagarid. More than this, full powers are delegated to us. Please note that you have an obligation to provide information."

"Don't be ridiculous! I'm not gonna help you guys with the Alpha! This is a Balmes problem, it comes with a piece right away..."

"You don't seem to understand the situation yet, you will be able to hang on to a military trial after things have calmed down. I didn't even know it wasn't just about Balmes anymore... it's already been decided"

As he lowered his hips dosssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

The visionaries should also understand that time is a waste. Is that why I have candy and whips?

"Lord Gagarid, you are already equal to the Great Sinner. Any further obstruction of the operation will only aggravate your sins. If it's bad enough, the supply sentence can be enough. I don't think there's room for discretion. But if you want to take a cooperative attitude, you can promise a reduction in Alpha. Fortunately for you, we're the only ones here. In the next three or four days, they will gather from all over the country. If we don't work things out before then... you (...) will be executed with a dead soldier's grave marker"

Gagarid paled his face to the word supply sentence.

It is the heaviest sentence. We must continue to supply magic while we live. It involves so much pain that it begs for death that magic continues to be sucked through the tube to its limits.

There are many critical voices, but they were set up as a deterrent to eliminate human troubles in a world where demons spread. If I could poke at that, it would be enough to shred my strength with Gagarid. He also seems to endure teeth eating up things that he doesn't repeat in honesty.

Not as much as he would normally be sentenced to that much, given his merits, etc. But things vary how they perceive the threat of all mankind just to things. It can be as much as one of the Führer wants a supply sentence.

Minimal damage. Early resolution saves Gagarid himself.

"How far can you go...... can you just avoid a supply sentence and still I die...... what happens to Balmes"

I guess it was from the wish that I could avoid that nasty sentence even if I knew it was in the hands of a visaist. A terribly squeaky voice rang fine on the desk.

"Depending on your cooperation. If you want to hide, let me suggest you take that into account. I can't guarantee that. Still, I don't think you can discharge honorably. And... nothing will change about Balmes, although the decline of magicians will be countered in various countries. There shouldn't be enough room for any country to belong to. For the people, it's just a great change of neck."

"... ok"

With the story wrapped around him, Ars sits face-to-face with the visaist and opens his mouth.

"Until other countries come together, too. If Alpha doesn't solve it, it's going to be hard to get through."

"I'm sorry, I'm going to need your help again."

"It's not Lord Visaist's fault. Either way, I demand enough in return."

"Ha-ha-ha! If you can crusade with this, you won't have any complaints"

"I hope so."

The map has already filled the table, with extra spots dripping from the edges.

"What's the status quo?

"Lord Gagarid was reluctant, so I took the liberty of looking into it, but he's hitting my men on reconnaissance until the 10km point. So far there is no particular trace. I wasn't able to visualize the target, just make sure he wasn't there. You can't just die."

Ars nodded one, and Letty, who sat next to him, also joined him, and Gagarid remained seated at the desk in the front to look over the whole thing.

"Sir Visaist for a long time"

"Letty won't change, now that Alpha's best fights are in place, we can't defeat him. That's a joke."

"That said, it is presumed impossible in any country for a single country to fight."

"That's why. Seems like you're thinking something up there, but this should turn out to be for Alpha. Plus it would inspire us to take away the hedges between countries. Those who say that cooperation between states is essential but do not feel good about the rewards or advantages or disadvantages of cooperation take the helm. So it develops into something like this one. Because there have been examples of unfair negotiations in the past. Well, even though we divided the country to facilitate the economy, there is no future in selfish thinking. Whether we help each other free of charge or not, the more demands we make that threaten the economy, the more remorse we leave behind and the harder it is to say it's universal."

"That's why I'm sorry I drove you all the way to another country."

The visaist smiles bitterly and says back "out of line".

"And you can't solve it. Is it really a bad diet?

"There is no certainty. It's information brought about by a message from one of our troops, Gilead. He died a few minutes later, too."

The Gagarid newspaper says it's Gilead's decision. If the former single magician decides so, there must be no mistake in seeing it. But the type of bad eating - no, demons of a peculiar nature are rare, so there is a lack of basis to make a general determination.

"Even so, the tendency towards bad eating hooks me up that Balmes won't be attacked right away"

"Oh, guess what, you're still lurking near the deposits. Lack of information about demons. First we call this target a bad diet."

"That said, you can't work out an operation on this occasion. We picked a few men from Letty's unit that we brought in and we're on our way to the crusade right away. Sir Visayist is supposed to work with other countries that come later to consolidate his defences. Letty, let me start by selecting the crew on the terms I told you about and beating the terrain on the target."

Copy that, Captain.

Ars narrows his eyes to Letty, who salutes Biscuit, and rushes him to "hurry up".

"Additional information will be explained when gathered… So, Lord Gagarid, there is only mineral deposits here. Definitely."

"That's right. Bald meadows and unchanged native forests surround the deposits. There wasn't that much error in the past when we let them hit terrain surveys."

Point to the map to indicate the area around the deposit. It seems that the mineral deposits have only been newly written down and no modifications have been made elsewhere.

"So the formation of the first line, how much was it unfolding?

"We marched extensively in a circular shape within a 1km radius and were successful in sweeping up to our target location. I ran into six A-rates during a search of a mineral deposit area from the last communication, etc.... where the communication is interrupted"

"Six or... you mean one of them was a bad diet"

"What do we do? We'll have to leave everything to the crime scene this time."

"Sir Visaist, there's still nothing you can do about not seeing. We'll have to head to the crusade as planned. Mr. Lynne has arrived, so we shouldn't be going around the back."

"Well, Lord Gagarid still has things to do as Governor. Keep the remaining soldiers close to their targets at equal intervals so they can keep in touch."

"Okay. Okay, but this... are they going on a crusade alone"

"I told you earlier. He said it was the strongest force. Als and Letty are Alpha's single magicians."

"- -!! So you're the best of the magicians? Then it would make sense to head for an extra few..."

Ars succinctly states, fed up with the familiar argument.

"The conclusion has already been reached. We're on our way to the crusade. Rest assured, the crusade will succeed. Do you think Lord Gagarid would be better off if he worked to get ready to leave early?

".................. I know"

"You'd better choose a magician who can put up a barrier to the transmitter."

"At this time, can't you say natural destruction, etc."

An unparalleled high rate. The battlefield is expected to be extremely harsh. The visaist sighed as he remembered a section of the research facility one day. Sooner or later, we know that it is not a good idea for human territory and development to break down the ecosystem.

That is also why forests are spreading within the survival zone. This is also to keep the recapture of the outside world from being diluted, but it has been even more difficult since this age to think that humans should also be in nature.

"We plan to fight away from the deposits to avoid as much damage as possible."

"Do that."

"As soon as you're ready...... no, I'm leaving tomorrow morning"

"Hmm? That's very discreet of you."

"It's not just me this time, and it's unclear how far we should assume unexpected things. Neglected the terrain too, good to knock it down, but I don't know how to get home. Then you look bad. Above all, I want to avoid the night."

"Not at all. And I'm pretty sure there's another problem... right, Lord Gagarid?

I rescheduled on my own, including jokes, but I had to be cautious about the lack of more information than I expected. But Ars' eyebrow root rises as a bad feeling about the "troubles" unleashed by the visaist was centered.

♢ ♢ ♢

I was not least angry that the conversation was progressing on the assumption that I could crusade. Gagarid is aware that Balmes is inferior in terms of military power compared to other countries. He was looking static to see those ridiculous about putting in hundreds of magicians and going for about a dozen, albeit singles, to his opponents who couldn't win.

(I have a long time for the military too, singles do have different degrees... no, I can assure you they have different dimensions. Still don't think it beats hundreds)

Balmes has a small number of magicians and no single magician who can put his chest up. That's not why even other magicians are so corruptly nurtured that they can be seen lightly. Double-digit magicians were no less complacent than other countries.

He suddenly talks and his heart is about to bounce when he's holding back his mood that's about to be the only one to see him like that. That's not just a conversion, because I can understand what you're referring to.

"Ah, ah. I asked for help with Klama."

………… Stupid! "

"-! I had no choice. Besides, I can contact you immediately to cancel the request. That's the arrangement. Klama tells me it's due in three days. We should be on time enough by now."

"That's why I'm an idiot. It's a criminal organization enough to deal with the country. I honestly don't think I'm going to back off. I don't think we can just have an extra-legal cancellation fee."

"I guess. I know it's bad for Ars, but I'm going to keep my eyes open so he doesn't interfere as much as I can here. It's a big catch when it comes to small things before it matters."

"I know you do, but if you get in the way, it won't be a bad eating place."

"I understand. Lord Gagarid... I can't take any more shelter."

I nod like I gave up on you with a difficult face.

It's the moment I tasted how that climax would come because I was trying to use the hands of criminals. The support for connecting my neck was replaced by a sharp blade at some point. I think it feels exactly like they're poking a blade at my neck.

"Surely this doesn't seem like an immediate exit. Get your room ready."

I'm not even willing to use a tribute to Als already, even if the other guy is a former governor.

(Klama... It's a hilarious time when criminals are mercenaries. But if you're going to get a blind eye at a time like this, I'd have crushed it in advance)

It must still be a hassle even though I knew things wouldn't get better where I hit my tongue. The executives won't even show up when Ars undertakes the back job. I don't even know where I'm lurking. It's hard to even determine if I'm pulling over. Klama is a gathering of first-degree criminals, but few constituents. To incite wanderings or exploit criminals. Most importantly, it left no trace, so the footprint was as invisible as it could be.

They have not been caught so far because of their individual fighting power, but also because of their healing with the heavy towns that should be called the centres of the country. No more honey to fatten your nose.

There are also causes for them in each country. The reason is clear, because all the powerful men who can defeat them will go out to the outside world. Ars and I were only able to move to the point where we would pay for a little civil strife after our return from an outside mission.

It is also because of the latter, who said so, that only some executives have yet revealed their names.

Lord Gagarid will have one of my men.

"... I know"

It would be easy to assume it was for surveillance. Because he is a sinner.

Ars left the room in a courtesy of the visaist.

"Okay, tomorrow morning"

I can't see the crew shadow when I leave the room.

Only the captain who brought him this far remained.

"Everyone is waiting for you elsewhere. I was wondering if it would stand out here."

"Thanks"

"There is no extermination," the captain bowed his head profoundly, thanking him honestly.

I guess the place he led me to is the room the magicians use for meetings, etc. Screens, even drinks and snacks are available at the huge table.

"We don't have a magician to use here right now, so please take your time. We'll call you as soon as we have a room."

"Okay."

The back of the departing captain was giving me sorrow that there was no one to use.

When the door closed and Lynne made sure there was no one to listen to, Ars made the crew listen to the conversation he had with the visaist.

"I'm sorry, Letty, but you need to add a little strength to your candidacy. More trouble."

"Dear Ars, would you please accompany me?"

It was Sajk who raised his voice like that.

Spinned with bass. I guess from that mouthful he wasn't included in the membership.

"What do you say? Letty."

"Isn't that okay? It's just that this dad can only really fight."

I get a joking laugh from around me.

He is not old enough to be called his father, but he is often said to be so within his peers because he looks old on the outside. That is also caused by the scar on the cheek.

"What can I say, we even have a nose to smell the strange smell of this Sajk demon."

"Can you detect?"

Ars was impressed, but it was fine with either. Because there are Lynne in detection, the goal is simply to increase the power of battle. If an individual can fight enough, there is no problem.

The mocking laughter stops perfectly, and everyone breathes.

That seemed to put up with something rather than because Ars was impressed.

"Ha, you've made me fool myself again, Sajik."

As Letty sighed, another member of the crew opened her mouth with a shudder.

"Dear Ars, don't really take it. The only thing this guy can find is demonic shit."

There were a few who erupted as I recall at this point.

Continued as prompted by Ars's expression "what?"

"What a brilliant discovery it had been when I tried that my nose was better than the others. And even though there's a demon in front of him, he's got a proud nose to react to shit."

"Hey, don't say anything misleading. We would have discovered the monster."

"It's unusual magic, a change of nature or something."

"No, it's just a wild sense of smell. It's like a male looking for a female with a good nose."

"Hey, Mugel, more than that, my cute nose sprays fire."

"I hear that nose is fueled by the odor of manure, and the firepower looks amazing."

Mujer rolling up his stood up sasiek and sleeves.

A mockery springs and turns into an atmosphere that seems to be some tavern.

It's the end of those who incite it. Letty rubbed her forehead and sat in the chair, sighing that it had begun again.

Is it the usual thing?

Though Ars shrugs his shoulders that they're still good friends.

"Keep the joke around, Sajk. I don't mind coming, but if you're putting shit on it, I'll leave it."

"I don't know," my buddies slapped me on the shoulder one at a time at the sajik, who shouted pitifully.

"Well, you still had your reasons for stretching out."

It creates a serious atmosphere and changes the air.

"Apparently the governor of this country is incompetent. I asked Klama to rescue me. I believe as much as one of the fools remembers that I can undo it immediately"

"Do you want me to catch you?

"No, you won't be able to afford that. One of a kind. It's not bad for criminals to crush the Governor's thoughts, but the reward for me is fashionable. We can only hope Klama doesn't interfere here."

Mugel rubs his jaw and asks him how he handles the situation he's always expected.

"What if you stick your neck in it?

"Avoid engaging and restrain. If you can afford to crusade the demons, you won't be stupid enough to wait that long."

"Soo. You're not a pain in the ass."

"It doesn't even start when I say it. You're asking Sir Visaist, so we're just gonna do our job over here. If you discover it, you can set it up before you come out, but avoid engaging."

Given that executives are comparable to single magicians, it is also possible to make things worse.

I wouldn't expect to stay long, given that the elite gather from all over the country, but I wouldn't have gone beyond caution.

"What will you do with your luggage and will you also have your gear ready for retraction?

"No, that's good. Come as light as possible. I don't mind the least. There should be few miscellaneous fish this time, so leave all the gear behind that will make it odorproof and erase traces. All you need to take is something to protect yourself. I'll be out with the sunrise tomorrow morning if there's nothing else."

"Ha!!

Stand up, hectic voices overlap.

I'll give Ars a tour of the tournament when it's over. No matter what, I'm not worried about anything, I was here for the tournament in the first place, so I remember Cicernia with a grudgingly seductive grin that something weird had happened.

(Isn't it funny if it just stays like this?)