Chapter 385

My Villains Episode 385

62. Tactics of Deception (12)

Altenberg’s Magic Bottles are beings that have been perfected through various drugs, spells, and brainwashing.

A ‘burning’ spell that burns one’s own life to recover mana and one attack spell according to role – half battle mages who learn only two spells like that....... Even though they are half, they

pour

out Spells such as ‘fireball’, ‘lightning arrow’ and ‘gust of wind’ were lethal enough. It was even more difficult to deal with because there were even a small number of people who used curses instead of attack spells – it wasn’t a huge curse, it was just blinding or deafening for a day.

Maybe that’s why some people say that magicians are much better at fighting than halfway wizards.

Unlike normal wizards who can learn as few as four or five spells and as many as ten or more spells, magicians are said to have great proficiency because they only practice two spells for the rest of their lives. It was said that the chanting speed was half as fast as that of a wizard of a similar level.

Also, since they are wizards made for war, they have no choice but to have much more practical experience.

In addition, the magic soldiers, who were immersed in the special brainwashing technique passed down in Altenberg, were braver than most elite soldiers and absolutely obeyed orders.

Even though they knew that each time they used a combustion spell, their lifespan was reduced by several years, they would immediately sacrifice their lives to unleash offensive spells when the overseer ordered them to.

When these living siege weapons cast spells at the cost of their lives, mana flames erupted from their mouths. This was the reason why magic soldiers were called ‘fiends of blue flame’.

Currently, there are five hundred such demons in the enemy camp. Seven percent of the Magic Troop under Altzenberg were mobilized for this war.

More than half of the 500 magicians dealt with fireballs, so it was a great power that could pour out 250 fireballs even if only using mana.

In addition, if you start using a burning spell, the number of fireballs will double in proportion to the remaining lives burned by the magicians.

The firepower of the magic corps alone is enormous, but more than thirty Trebuchets are constantly shooting boulders the size of houses.

Can the walls withstand this?

“dismissal! It’s urgent!”

An officer stormed into the castle tower alone.

At a large table in the center of the hall, the lord and about a dozen of his staff were gathered. They are the ones who make up the command of my castle.

All the other lords and officers were either fighting sword-to-sword with the enemy, or were injured in battle and were being treated in the cathedral of Andal-Viren.

Is that why? I was the only one sitting there, everyone else was pacing around the table nervously. As their gazes gathered, the officer who brought the messenger continued his report in an urgent tone.

“The outer wall is said to have fallen!”

The news was delivered eight hours after the full-fledged siege began.

“Is it a preamble?”

“Yes sir.”

“Uh ha r丁.

Marquis Landry, the highest-ranking person here, did not look embarrassed or surprised, although he was silent.

It was expected by the staff that at the west gate, where the enemy’s offensive was concentrated, at least the outer shell of the walls that doubled the city would be broken soon.

“You withdrew much later than expected.”

“Lord Ariad said he held on to force damage to the enemy.”

“is it. What is the damage to allies?”

“The damage between conversion operations is about thirty.”

“It’s slight.”

“The operation seems to have worked well.”

“is it.”

Marquis Landry nodded and leaned against the backrest as she sat down in the seat of honor. The staff also breathed a sigh of relief. One officer updated the casualty figures in the table next to the map.

“Is the conversion complete?”

“Except for the northeast gate, all other areas have been completed. The Northeast Gate is also moving troops to the inner wall under the command of Baron Ruyan.”

“Your Highness?”

“I think it would be better to move the reserve at the northeast gate.”

“...If it’s the Northeast Gate reserve,”

Marquis Landry stroked his chin as he looked at the horses arranged on the map.

“It’s Baron Toset’s unit.”

“Yes sir.”

Baron Thorses is a vassal of the Marquis of Eavon, the high lord of Antrum.

Now he is following Ulkar’s command to fight the foreign enemy. However, as was customary between master and servant, his real superior was Count Os, the heir to the Marquis of Eavon.

“Hmm, since the damage is small there, it doesn’t seem to matter if the reserve team is moved. Still, tributes might come... Marquis Landry had an appetizing look on his face. However, he glanced back at Count Ossu to see if it was burdensome to arbitrarily decide the direction of the troops, which was not his direct line.

“Uh,”

the sixteen-year-old Earl Oth looked at General McNeil and Marshal Landry alternately with a puzzled look on his face. Even the one who looked at her like that nodded her head slowly for a while.

“...Baron Tosets is a great help to the prince since he has a lot of bones in the battlefield as he is his age-”

“You don’t have to worry about the Northeast Gate either.”

Before the young lord could finish his words, the old general spoke in a firm tone.

“It is said that Baron Ruyan, who is only thirteen years old, is raising the flag himself and energizing the soldiers. Also, the person named Gilbert next to him is a talented person who proved his ability at a young age and became a senior sergeant to the 3rd Prince. As long as the two of them are together, there won’t be any tributary issues breaking through the Northeast Gate.”

Unlike Marquis Landry, who only nodded silently, Count Orth kept his mouth shut.

Os was kind, but not an idiot. And General McNeil’s words were so bone-chilling that they were more difficult to ignore.

“That’s right.”

The boy who had something to gain from this war forcibly raised his mouth. He seems to be trying to copy Ruyan’s confident expression, but it just looks awkward.

“Baron Thorses and his troops... are native soldiers from Antrum that I personally led. If His Excellency permits it, I would like to personally command them and support His Highness, the Three Princes.”

“...umm.”

Perhaps realizing the circumstances, the Marquis Landry smiled bitterly.

“How could the person who came on behalf of His Excellency the Marquis of Eavon talk about permission from me, who is not His Highness? Please do as you please.”

“thank you.”

“It’s not a substitute, but I’ll supplement the troops a little with the lightly wounded who have completed their recovery. Lord Dieut, there must be a prepared unit, right?”

“Yes sir. We will prepare for dispatch immediately. It would be better to resupply supplies on the way.”

“Very nice.”

By the time the knight of the Marquis disappeared like the wind, the boy’s face had already turned pale. I felt sorry for him, so I opened my mouth with a wry smile.

“Your Excellency, can I attach some of my men?”

“...Sir’s men?” “yes. They are all useful guys, so if you take them with you as escorts, at least you won’t get hit by blind arrows.”

I was thinking of attaching about 10 people, including the heavy soldier Dervish, the spearman McKay, and Fritz, who had recently recovered. However, Count Oss shook his head politely even though he looked like he was about to burst into tears.

“Thank you very much for the meaning... but I have to decline.”

The boy Count, who succeeded in hiding his frightened expression as he spoke, smiled broadly as if sincerely thanking him.

“Beside me are several vassals and knights of the golden age, including Sir Jebi Eo. Accepting Sir’s offer would be an insult to them.”

“Hmm, I was short on my thoughts.”

“No no. You can’t take away the goodwill you showed during the chaos

. I thought about it before, but he’s such a nice guy.

nothing special will happen There are four skillful escort knights, and they won’t go into battle directly.

And above all else, Prince Ulkar doesn’t want Orth killed or injured. If Ulkar were to take a ragtag to deal with Burkard’s army of slaves, he would take care of the little count’s safety as if he had eyes on the back of his head.

No, maybe it will give you a chance. An opportunity to make a big contribution to show off to your strict grandfather.

Hungry and drooping in my chair, I hurriedly got up and saw off the young count.

...Hayla should be asleep soon, so I’ll have to ask Rowen to make me a late night snack.