--Diet was in command of a cavalry unit not far from Ceylan's unit.


　However, the troops he was leading were all old and powerful men of Rastinel, and he was relying heavily on his assistant, Galanga, so he wasn't really in command yet.
　The location is on the left flank of the battlefield. He has been entrusted with the strange role of acting as a mediator between Ceylan's bodyguard and the flanking infantry units.


　The main task is to hold the enemy infantry from getting around the flank or rear of the flank.
　According to Galanga, they are like a buffer.
　When the flanking line extends after Seiran, a gap is created between the flanking line and the Kingsguard led by Seiran. Therefore, to prevent the enemy soldiers from taking advantage of the gap, they placed themselves in a position of mobility.
　Personally, I don't think we should have bothered with such things, but instead, we should have rushed into the gap between the enemy flanks and cut them down - when I told this to Galanga, he said, "We don't have the strength to do that.
　Indeed, we have many allies, but not enough men.
　The majority of our troops are embedded in the main body of the Rastinel, and depending on the composition of the Nahdar troops, we may not be able to overtake them.
　Besides, it is important that we carry out our mission without fail.
　If you act on your own, you may not be called back for further battles.
　As much as I would like to achieve tangible results, I can't help it if it's for the future of Rustinelle.


　However, that is why I was able to watch Ceylan fight, albeit from a distance.
　What was striking was the power and intensity of the magic that Ceylan used.
　There was a roar.
　Light strands gushed out.
　A dazzling flash of light swept the area.
　After the strong light and white smoke cleared, enemy soldiers who seemed to have been directly hit were lying on the ground, charred black.


　It seemed to be far more intense than the magic that Arx had used before.
　According to Galanga, that was the magic of the Crosselords.
　Once used, it emits a dazzling flash of light that dazzles the eyes of those around it.
　After it clears, all that remains is a charred corpse.
　It is said that all enemies who stand in front of the Crosselord meet an equally fatal end.
　It's impossible to dodge.
　There's no way to protect them.
　For this reason, there is still a strong rumor in Japan and abroad that anyone who is antagonized by the Crosselord will die.
　It is said that the Crosselord is still taking it easy, which shows how exceptional he is.


　While commanding his cavalry to move, he spills a few words to Galanga.


It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're doing.

You're in command, so leave the initial battle to us.

But, you know, just for a little while, right?　You know?

He'll only go on a rampage when the time is right. You'll have to be patient until then.


　Galanga stubbornly refused to nod, even after repeated requests. As I listened to his words of admonition, I suddenly shifted my gaze to the side.


But the neighbor is doing it freely, right?

No, no, no, no. You can't refer to that. ......


　What I'm looking at now is Noah Ingveen, one of Arx's followers.
　It seems that he received instructions from Arx right after the war started and is now acting separately from them.
　The only difference is that they are using magic to obstruct the enemy's progress. They froze a large area of the ground and then sprinkled water on it to make it slippery. If you accidentally step on the ice, you will inevitably fall down, and I have seen many soldiers hit their heads in such a manner.


　If the front falls down, the back falls down.
　If the back falls, the effect of the fall will spread to the entire group, just like a broken frame in a game of go.
　Even if you are able to get in front of him, there is a beautiful swordsman in front of you who is constantly shooting ice blocks at you. The enemy soldiers are not happy because they will inevitably be killed by the ice blasts before they can reach him.


　...... The cold air that drifts from the frozen ground is cool to us, but to the enemy it is an unfathomable chill that creeps up from the ground. I can't help but think that the enemy's trembling is a shiver of fear.
　On the other hand, the person who is spreading the cold air is patrolling gracefully on the ice. In the manner of a well-mannered steward, he is bowing to the enemy soldiers and displaying a condescending attitude.


　As he flicks the tip of his ice sword...
　--What can I do for you?　You can come with me if you want.


　He pulls a handkerchief out of his jacket pocket, as if wiping sweat from his face.
　--Excuse me. I'll just wipe off some sweat.


　He put his hand over his mouth as if he was witnessing a tragic scene.
　--Oh, how painful it is to bump your head so hard .......


　...... It was impressive that he was spitting out venom like that, as if he was dealing with Arx.
　The fact that he is constantly provoking is probably an attempt to reduce the number of enemy troops and discourage them from fighting by inadvertently provoking them. The effect seemed to be positive, and the enemy soldiers in front of him became reluctant to fight.


　While I was watching this scene, there was a movement in the Nadar army.
　A unit with different equipment than the infantry was deployed in front of the Kingsguard led by Siran.
　Looking at the equipment, it seems to be a unit of mages.
　However, there was something strange about their movements.


"Galanga, that.

...... That's a pretty good move for a Nadar soldier.


　As Garanga said in a mysterious way, the mage troops that just came out in front of the Kingsguard were moving strangely well. They were generally nimble and their every move was refined.
　Their orderly and disciplined movements reminded me of the soldiers of the Empire.


I'm not sure what to make of this.


　Under the command of the supervising mage, the mages used anti-magic and deployed a gray barrier.
　It's a type of magic I've never seen before. Moreover, it seems to be quite thick.
　The cavalry and mages of the Kingsguard attacked it, but their defenses were impenetrable.


"Can't you pierce it with the Flamrune?

This is not good. ......


　It's not a good situation, as Galanga moaned. In the event that you have any kind of questions concerning where and how to use the internet, you can contact us at the web site. Some of the magic has a long range, so there was a possibility of being damaged.




Galanga, to the rescue.

No, sir, you're not to leave your post. You'll have to be patient here.

That said, if the general gets killed, ......

Did you notice that?

I'm not the one you want, you want me to send someone else.


　I'm not sure what to do, but I'm going to do it.
　Yes, I'm in charge of the unit.
　Just as you always send someone to fetch snacks and drinks, you should send someone to command them.
　That's all there is to it.
　It's not hard.


　So, I found a few good cavalrymen and was about to send them to the flank of the enemy mage unit.
　Suddenly, an Arx jumps out from among the guards.
　Accompanying him was his squire Kazui and two of his bodyguards.
　They were riding towards the front of the enemy mage unit, showing good riding skills for nobles living in the capital.
　They were probably trying to defeat the enemy before they could shoot their magic. However, their move to take a position in front of the enemy despite the thick defense in front of them made me think of the word "ineptitude".
　On top of that, several enemy cavalry moved forward to intercept them.
　At worst, the enemy mage's spell could be completed before they could get through it.
　There was still time for the enemy mage to synchronize his magic, but...


　Arx moved.
　You'll be able to find a lot more than just a few of them in the market. As if to attach the magic circle to his right arm, Arx inserted his hand between the rings, and the magic circle became fixed in that state, and then began to rotate in opposite directions.
　The rotation is fast.
　A high-pitched squeal sounded.
　Through the gaps in the rotation, sparks scattered like weeping willows.
　The angry shouts of the soldiers were drowned out by Arx's magic.


　Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do!


　That's probably what ...... sounded like.
　It's a sound that can't be described in any one way.
　It was the sound of many horseshoes.
　Maybe it was the sound of chestnuts popping.
　Is it the sound of raging waterfalls?
　Immediately after the numbing heat in the back of my ears, countless fist-sized black debris shot out from Arx's arms and rained down on everyone in range.


　The speed of the shots was much faster than a crossbow.
　It was as if they were meteors falling through the sky in the blink of an eye.
　It would be extremely difficult for a horse to dodge, or at least impossible at that speed.
　The cavalry, exposed to so many attacks, would literally shatter.
　They would be hit by fist-sized debris, like rain, at that speed.
　Not to mention his own body, but the horse itself.
　Like scrap meat in a dismantling yard.
　Not even the original form was left.


　Of course, the attack was not limited to that. No, the Arks were originally aiming at the mages who were ahead of them, so it was only natural.
　In the blink of an eye, the black debris, which hadn't slowed down even after piercing the cavalry, rushed towards the gray anti-magic. The gray magic that was exposed to Arx's magic disintegrated, dissipating the magic light as if it were popping. It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for and what you can do to help.


　...... In front of the Arks with white smoke rising from their right arms, the battle cry, the noise of steel clashing against steel, the rumbling of footsteps, the shouting and screaming all disappeared.


　The whole area was already a sea of blood. Masses of flesh were floating in the bright red sea, as if they had been crushed together by the clutches of a giant monster from "The Demon King at the End of the Century.
　In front of this scene, are the enemy soldiers astonished? Even though they have stopped, not a word of advance can come out of their mouths. No, they can't move forward. Because if you do, you'll fall prey to that magic. Definitely.


"You're awesome, .......


　I couldn't help but marvel at this. I didn't think that a single spell would be able to break through the defenses that several Kingsmen could not penetrate.
　The spell he had shown her before had been intense, but this was no less powerful.
　When I let out an exclamation that seems to have lost its vocabulary, Galanga, who was standing next to me, said as if to squeeze out a voice.


"What the hell is that magic ......?


　I turned around in a state of near-exclamatory surprise and looked at him.


"Galanga?

"Did you see that, ...... boy?

Yeah.

I didn't think you still had that kind of magic. ......


　Galanga moans in a voice that sounds like a mixture of surprise and fear.
　But.


I'm sure it's amazing, but is it really that amazing?　Isn't the National Mage more impressive?

"Boy, that's not what this is about. You're right, the National Mage's magic is on a much larger scale, and the effect is nothing compared to that.

"Then?

No, that's not what I meant. The magic used by the national mage is much larger and has extra benefits. You don't need flames to burn down a city to kill people with magic, do you?　That's excessive. But not the one Arx used. It doesn't have that extra.

"Extra?

That means you don't need the outrageous power of a national mage to use it. In fact, Arx's magic power should be about the same as that of a common mage.




　That's for sure. They were told by the House of Rastinel that Arx has extremely low magic power for a child of a common mage noble. Because of this, the magic they use most often is one that is very efficient and consumes little magic.
　In other words, what does this mean?


"...... boy, what do you think would happen if that became available to all mages?

"Other mages?


　That's a lot of mages using it at the same time, over a wide area.


"............


　Once again, he looked at the devastation that Arx had created.
　There was no aim in the movement that Arx had just shown.
　He just moved his arm in a fan shape and scattered the magic debris randomly in that area.
　It had a long range.
　The speed was high.
　It would be foolish to count them.
　You don't have to worry about aiming like you do with a bow or a stone thrower.


　As I thought about this, I began to understand what Garanga was saying.
　Indeed, if a mage used this in a unit, he could wipe out most of the soldiers.
　Not to mention the slow-moving infantry troops.
　As we've seen, the cavalry is highly mobile.
　Even if the mage troops set up defenses, they couldn't protect themselves.
　Heavily armed infantry is just a target.
　And then there are the longbow troops, but who has the longer range?
　Of course, since it is magic, there is always the condition that you can learn it or not.
　It's unlikely that their tactics will be overturned just because they've been announced, but--


　Once again, the enemy mage unit steps forward.
　They're probably trying to use the anti-armor spell from earlier.
　It is extremely dangerous to stick to the same spell even though it was easily broken just before, but they still want to use it because they think that the penetration was accidental.
　It is understandable that you want to cling to such a faint hope, but there is no way you can defend against it.
　When Arx used that spell again against the enemy's defensive spell, the spell still penetrated and destroyed the enemy mages. The surviving enemy mages ignored Poluk Nadar's ranting and retreated behind the infantry.


　On the other hand, the Arks, probably judging that the mage troops were not moving, returned to the rear of the guards.
　While the guards greeted him with a dumbfounded look, Seiran was the one who was in high spirits. He is clinging to Arx, and is constantly saying something to him. I've never seen him look so excited before, but what's going on?
　Arx responded with a vaguely annoyed look. Ewlid intervened, and things finally got back to normal.


　After a while, the cavalry, who had been fighting the battle, seemed to have recovered from their stupor and began to give orders. The infantry, however, was already in a panic. Some of them began to run away, and Polk Nadar's men cut them off and held them back.


...... Well, that's what you get when you see something like that.


　The soldiers ran away. It's common sense on the battlefield. It's inevitable because everyone wants to save their lives.


Really, that's my boy.

"Yes. I completely agree with you.


　I think I have been saying those words a lot since I met Arx.
　However, his greatness is not limited to talking about magic.
　It is also about military strategy, which I casually mentioned in my conversation with him.
　The stories I heard in the room assigned to him at the Hall of Narvalondo were all to the point and had a logic to them that made me believe they were true.
　Before the battle, he told his mother Louise about it.


　--"Be good to Arx Raytheft. Okay?


　She said.
　I'm on good terms with them, if you don't mind.
　Anyway, while I was thinking about this, Galanga muttered to me.


"...... boy, let's move.

"Are you sure?　I thought you said we weren't supposed to leave our posts.

"It's called being resourceful. If that panic wave spreads to the entire Nadar army, they'll retreat immediately. If we wait too long, we'll lose the credit. Besides...

And?

After what they showed us, we'll have to keep moving. Besides, it's about time.


　When I heard Galanga's words, I looked toward the center and noticed that the battle cry there was getting louder.
　It was probably a sign that the main body of the Rustinels was about to break through the center.


Hehe, it's finally my turn!　I owe it all to you!


　He shouted to the Rustinell soldiers around him.


"We can't lose, too!　Come on, guys!　Follow me!　If you mess up and lose all your prey, you won't be able to drink for a while!


　In response to the proclamation, reliable voices rose up from the surroundings. Some of the cries were almost screams. Some of them even scream. They even say that they will die if they can't drink. The effect of the ban on drinking would be outstanding.


　Immediately afterwards, he starts his beloved horse.
　My mother gave me this horse on my seventh birthday. I've been taking care of him since he was born, so I know him very well. He is a strong horse and runs well even with a decapitated sword.


　Running with the tip of the blade scraping the ground. Breathing in unison, combining forces. Waiting impatiently for the release of his pent-up will.


　His target is the cavalryman fighting the ambush.


"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa!　Aaaaah!


　As he passes the enemy, he raises his decapitating sword. The cavalryman splits his horse in half, into four pieces of flesh, and flies into the sky. The blood rained down on the enemy soldiers in a red rain.


　The tepid smell of iron hung in the air.
　Suddenly, a lump of flesh that had lost its original form happened to fall on the enemy soldier. The enemy soldier who was hit by the soaring weight was killed by it. The other enemy soldiers who were watching the scene let out a muffled scream from deep in their throats.


Look at my battle and remember once again the origin of the guillotine.


　I shouted this to the enemy soldiers.


"Boy, boy. You'll have to wait until you've decapitated the enemy before you can say that. ......

"Shut up! I don't care about the details!　Let's go!

Hey, hey.


　And with that, he and Galanga plunged into the enemy lines in front.