I - the wizard, Magnus - made full use of the Strategy Book and the directly controlled Magic Firepower Support Unit.
　It's the only way to make sure that you'll be able to get the best out of your team.


　In Kirke's Field, he met an army under the command of the Black Witch, known as the Blaze Dancer.
　With thousands of powerful flaming spirits, he conquered the enemy's forces with overwhelming firepower. They must have had immense confidence in the battle on the plains. They must have looked down on us as foolish sitting ducks as we challenged them to a sneak attack.

　However, I knew from the information in the Strategy Book that it was going to rain heavily that day.
　They're called Flame Spirits, and when it rains, their power is dramatically reduced.
　Seeing the rain showers, the Blaze Dancer will know which one is the real sucker.
　I commanded a magical firepower support unit under my direct control and beat them badly by suppressing their firepower with magic.


　In the Forest of Hales, I took on both the Mother of Beasts and the Iron Maiden.
　Not only these witches, they are also wily and cunning.
　They plan to destroy Sharon's army through night raids and pincer attacks.

　However, their plan was also divulged by the book of deception.
　That night, we sneak out of the camp and leave the place empty.
　Then the ignorant armies of the Wild Mother and the Iron Maiden rush in.

"The Iron Maiden, as her nickname implies, is the best witch in Viveraara when it comes to creating and using Iron Golems.
　The Iron Maiden attacked the Iron Golem army under Sharon's command, mistaking it for an enemy force.
　As a result, a horrific battle of wars ensued.
　Isn't this what it means to indulge in trickery?


　We also threatened the anti-regime's logistics center to no end.
　The witches lead a supernatural army, but they can't sustain their forces without replenishing supplies and food.
　Even the chimairas are hungry (rather more so than humans). The golems don't need food, but the cost of repairing them is enormous with each battle.
　The only armies that can continue to fight with little or no supplies are the Black Queens or the Keosnockers (and that's why I'm going with the latter). (We were the first to strike and destroy it).

　The whereabouts of the logistics depot is a cornerstone of the war. Top secret information.
　The Black Witches created the forest in a vision, or ordered the spirits of the earth to build an uncharted cave and covered it up by any means necessary.
　However, in the face of the information in the Strategy Book, even the most elaborate and elaborate disguises are useless.
　Together with the directly controlled magic and firepower support unit, I launched a surprise attack, burning down each one of them one by one and capturing sustenance when there was room.

　On the way to the logistics center, I was discovered by the Black Witches and did not receive a counterattack.
　This is also because the range of their patrol networks and patrol schedules were clearly known through the information in the strategy book.


　--In this way, my "strategy books" were invaluable in the war.
　It proved, one after another, how important accurate information is in warfare and how easy it is to win with it.
　If I were a real strategist, I would have to use my own wits to find out the enemy's plans, and if I had to find agents to somehow bring back bits of information, I would have to use my imagination to make up for the whole picture.
　But I didn't have to do that, self-consciously. I made it easy. I almost felt sorry for it.
　But I was determined to do it. This "blatant victory" was necessary to protect Vyvärahara from the Demon Flame Warlord, and there was no room for sentimentality.

　With my donations and the efforts of the directly controlled magic firepower support unit, Sharon's reputation as a victorious general was growing.
　He retook many territories that had been stolen by the Black Witches, one after another.
　Thanks to this, the magical city of Nebula was no longer the frontline, and the fear of being invaded by the rebels had faded away.
　On the other hand, as a strategic base, it had become too far from the front line, and Sharon and her golem army needed to change bases.
　A large city that was closer to the front lines, where they could station their troops, and where they could rely on the protection of the outer wall - the fortified city.
　His name was Requisam.

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　The 50,000 citizens of Requisem were originally satisfied with the reign of Rosalyn, the Good Witch King (White Queen).
　Hence, when Sharon drove away the Black Witches and allowed the Golem Army to enter the city, they welcomed her with open arms.
　Sharon immediately set up his headquarters at the mayor's residence and held a meeting with the town's leaders.
　He and his disciples would also sleep at the mayor's residence.
　Meanwhile, Pauli and I were assigned a temporary residence at a nearby residence. We didn't need Sharon to order us to stay here, but some of the town's leaders were very considerate.

We will be happy to take care of you during your stay.

　Saying that, the maids even lined up in front of me and Chocolat.

''Mmmm. Mag -- it was decided that this Chocolat would take care of Henri-sama!　But!　But!'

　Chocolat immediately bent his belly button and tried to compete.

Oh, my dear Miss, please. I beg you to leave this matter to us. As long as you are in the house, you may relax as a guest of honor.

　The oddly aged beauty, who said she was a maid of honor, was softly dismissed.
　She is a dark-haired, bespectacled beauty who calls herself Millet.

''Mmmm.''
Well, Chocolat. I'm going to have to take you at your word. You have a tendency to work too hard. You're my guardian for free, and it wouldn't hurt to have a little extra help from time to time.
Yes. Is that an order from Henri?
If it makes you feel better, we'll call it an order.
"Okay, I understand. Henri's kindness spoils me, Chocolat.

　Therefore, while stationed at Requisem, Chocolat was released from her chores.

　Instead, the maids under Mirei took care of her in a worthy manner.

'If you need anything, please let me know, Henri-sama?　Yeah, whatever.

　Milay said with a glossy smile.

'Aye. We have to focus on the war that will continue to rage on. It's going to get messy in many ways.'

　I had to make an effort not to be callous in my reply.