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Episode 563 I always trust your judgment. (3)

The Allied forces, having reorganized their legions, have scattered in all directions. Now they will occupy each stronghold and devote themselves to defense.

If you occupy a stronghold, you can pressure the enemy's rear even if they move to another kingdom.

Jiselle also sent out numerous scouts and Darks in all directions.

"I never thought I'd end up playing hide-and-seek with those guys."

From now on, whoever was able to quickly identify each other's movements would have the advantage.

The enemy's stronghold was practically non-existent. The fact that we had to go around capturing it was somewhat of a disadvantage.

The Rutanian army was divided into two legions, led by Claude and Tennant.

Claude's army will guard the most important supply route, while Tennant will guard one key stronghold.

The remaining units were Giselle and Yulien. They would rush to the enemy as soon as their location was identified.

Julian asked as he prepared to leave.

"… … How confident are you in that guess?"

"Quite a lot. If they have a 'hidden knife'… …now would be the best time to take it out."

"… … Is that so."

"Once they split their units and start mobile warfare, their communication network is bound to become considerably loose."

No matter how busy the Arthrodians are in sending out messengers, it is difficult to communicate with other legions that are not nearby.

They probably had strategies in advance to prepare for various situations, but the links between each unit were virtually broken.

However, there is one way to alleviate that problem.

"It's a lot easier if there's someone who can contact you and pass on various information."

"… … ."

Julian was silent for a long time. He seemed to be thinking about something.

After a while, Julian slowly opened his mouth.

"If there really is a traitor, he will suffer."

"Yeah, so let's hope it's just a guess."

"… … ."

"Well, at least we have the minimum safety measures in place, so not everyone will be affected. It's just that there were quite a few suspicious people, so we couldn't deal with them all."

"Wouldn't it have been better to reveal it in advance?"

"Hmm."

At those words, Jiselle crossed her arms and thought about it for a moment.

It's not that Giselle didn't think about it either. But she had no proof. This time, even she wasn't completely sure.

Because it was just a matter of intuition based on experience, and suspicion based on information from past and present lives.

Since he couldn't reveal that he was a regressor, he couldn't be trusted.

"There's no evidence. It's just a feeling. I couldn't pinpoint just one person."

"… … ."

"If we say that there are people who are suspicious without evidence, we will be divided before we even fight the enemy. And if it is true… … the enemy will change their strategy as soon as we catch the traitor."

Even if he was Jisel, he couldn't kill his allies without certainty and evidence.

There is no way that Count Biffenveldt did not prepare for that part as well.

So, it would be better to keep that possibility in mind and prepare for it, and catch the enemy for sure.

Julian nodded slightly.

"Yeah, that's not an easy problem."

Jiselle's words were not wrong. If there is internal chaos in the current situation, the war will end up being longer.

We need to find evidence. And unfortunately, in this urgent situation, that evidence can only come in the form of friendly fire.

Giselle and Julianne just hoped that wouldn't happen.

If there is a traitor among the allies who have fought together so far, everyone will be greatly shocked.

But just three days later, the news the bloody soldier brought was enough to shatter that hope.

"We were ambushed! The enemy was lying in wait! All friendly forces have left the battlefield!"

One legion was destroyed on its way to the stronghold, and another messenger arrived a day later.

"It's a surprise attack! We've been ambushed by the enemy! Everyone has scattered and is currently running away!"

Another legion was hit, two of the three legions that had been suspected.

These were the legions that were ordered to depart first because they had been suspicious.

'They were setting up an ambush.'

The enemy was sure which direction this side would move in. And that meant information was leaked.

Jiselle nodded slowly.

'That guy was the culprit.'

In the end, there was only one culprit.

The only good thing is that as soon as they felt they were at a disadvantage, they all ran away and scattered.

It couldn't be helped. I had already warned everyone in advance that if things were to be unfavorable, they should run away unconditionally.

Jiselle smiled bitterly. It was a situation that could not be avoided even if she had been suspicious and prepared.

'Count Biffenbelt. He is indeed a formidable man.'

I took the risk of dividing my army in the face of a great army. I laid the groundwork that way and had no choice but to make a move.

After that, he took out the knife he had prepared a long time ago and stabbed her.

An ordinary person would not even dare to try it.

'But the trickery ends here.'

Jiselle clenched her teeth with a cold expression.

He had identified the culprit and had the rest of the legion prepared to respond.

So that kind of thing wouldn't work anymore. Now it was time to catch them and kill them for sure.

"… … ."

When Julian heard the news, he said nothing. He simply silently packed his weapons and mounted his horse.

Now that the enemy's location was revealed, it was time to begin the pursuit.

Before Yulien left, Giselle summoned Dark. Dark, transformed into a crow, climbed onto Yulien's shoulder.

"Ahem, this body is Dark 28. From now on, let's proceed with an important operation together."

"...okay."

Jiselle also saw off Yulienne with a smile.

"Be careful, my friend. Those guys that are left are not easy."

"Yeah, you too."

As always, Julian gave a simple greeting and began to ride slowly. Giselle, who was looking at his back, asked.

"Was there another way?"

Giselle always moved with confidence. No one could find a better way.

So the decision was always his.

It was possible because I had returned. Even now, that thought has not changed.

But I couldn't help but suddenly become curious.

If it were Julian, perhaps he could have come up with a better way in this situation?

Because he was an outstanding commander who led the Human Union in his previous life.

Julian, who was lost in thought for a moment at Giselle's question, soon shook his head.

"No, I always trust your judgment."

At those words, Giselle snickered.

'Come to think of it... ... .'

Up until now, the only person who has never once opposed my opinion was Julian. As expected, he really is a solid(?) guy.

Dark chattered quietly on Yulienne's shoulder.

"Julian, I don't trust the master's judgment. Because the master has a dirty personality and just does what he wants. Do you need judgment when you lose your temper? I don't think so."

"… … ."

"I'm just telling you this, but I feel more comfortable with you than with my master. That's because my master has such a bad temper. So a few days ago… … ."

"… … ."

Julian didn't say a word in response and just rode on.

The horse he was riding grew faster and faster. The elite cavalry of the Allied forces followed him.

Before they knew it, they were running at a gale. Dark, too, seemed excited and spread his wings and flew into the sky.

"Kiyathou―!"

There was no need to worry about them at all. Unless they were overwhelmingly numerous, any enemies they encountered would simply evaporate.

As Julian left, Lucas, the senior knight, asked with a sly look.

"Aren't we leaving?"

"I'll be back in a bit. There's something waiting for me."

There are two locations where enemies have been identified, but other legions will soon be attacked, so the number of targets will increase quickly.

Jiselle waited for two more days, as the number of secrets she had been preparing was almost complete.

Rattle, rattle, rattle.

A large prison-like carriage approached. It was the 'mobile workshop' of the wizards and dwarves who had been captured and worked there until now.

Galvarik, with dark shadows hanging from his eyes, got out of the carriage and knocked on the doors of other carriages.

"Okay, everyone here! Get down! Hey, soldiers, get down the 'new weapons'!"

The mobile troopers were busy taking something out of the cart that came with the carriage.

It was a magical weapon that combined a rune stone with a galvanium spear.

"Hey, is this a new weapon?"

"Are you sure there's magic here?"

"We don't even have mana, so can we still use magic?"

The Mobile Corps soldiers looked at the weapons with curiosity. They don't use them often, but they've heard that they can be used to launch surprise attacks on the battlefield.

Even as the soldiers busily lowered their spears, Galvarik pounded the wagons.

"Hey hey hey! Don't sleep and come down quickly! We're here!"

"Ugh… … ."

Alfoy got out of the carriage, screaming like a zombie. The other wizards did the same.

The Allied Forces had a lot of wizards. However, the wizards of Rutania were captured and had to work in shifts.

He had a grueling schedule of both combat and work.

Suddenly.

And from one carriage, a man who would later be called one of the Seven Powers of the Continent, the One-Man Legion, the Eternal Magician, the Great Magician, etc. got off.

As soon as he got off, he stumbled and touched his forehead.

"Oh, what is it? I feel dizzy. I want to go home."

Jerome was half-mad. He learned how painful it was to be locked up and do the same thing day after day.

Even during my long meditation practice, I never felt this kind of pain.

"Oh, I hate sunlight."

If you only stay in the carriage, you won't be able to adapt even to sunlight.

Anyway, Jerome worked diligently. There was nothing else to do in the carriage anyway.

Thanks to his valuable labor, Giselle was able to obtain new weapons for the Mobile Forces.

Jiselle welcomed Jerome very warmly.

"Hey! Jerome! You've worked so hard!"

"… … ."

Jerome turned his head. He seemed a little perplexed.

Giselle said, putting her arm around Jerome's shoulder without caring.

"Originally, everyone suffered during wartime. Instead, wasn't it easier not to fight?"

"… … I think it would be better to fight."

Jerome truly thought so. The wizards of Fenris who had been working so hard up until now seemed truly amazing.

I could see why Alpoy's magical power management ability was so outstanding. If anyone were to practice repeatedly like this, their body would naturally react.

Jiselle said in a quiet voice that it would be better to fight.

"I'm sorry to say this so soon, but I think you need to go out."

"Where?"

Jiselle whispered a few words in Jerome's ear. Jerome was surprised to hear her words.

"What? Really?"

"Yes. There is an important fight right now, so I need your strength. To save the people quickly."

"Okay, I understand. I guess we should leave right away."

Jerome is someone who likes to help others as much as he can. He was tired, but he had to move quickly because the situation was urgent.

He approached Alfoy right away. The two had become quite close by then.

"Alpoy."

"Why? No, don't talk to me. I'm tired."

"I'm a little bit in a hurry right now. I need your 'pure' strength."

"What are you talking about? How corrupt is my mind? Show me how dirty I am?"

If you were to name the people in Fenris who are the most far from pure, Alfoy would be on one hand.

But what Jerome needed wasn't Alfoy's dirty thoughts, it was his pure magic.

Hot.

Jerome grabbed Alfoy's wrist and said.

"Sorry. I'll pay you back later."

"Huh? What? You're not letting go? Gyaaaaaaah!"

Alfoy sucked Jerome's magic power out of him and he passed out. Since he had weak willpower, he was easier to have his magic power stolen than anyone else.

It wasn't that Jerome was currently lacking in magical power, but he had to travel a long distance in a hurry, so he tried to use Alfoy's magical power.

Jerome looked at Giselle and smirked.

"Then I'll go now."

"Okay, I'll see you later. Be careful. You shouldn't be out on your own again."

"Don't worry."

Flash!

There was a flash of light and the space distorted. At the same time, Jerome's body disappeared from everyone's sight.

Jisel also said as she climbed onto the Black King.

"Now let's get moving. Let's test the new weapon as we go."

Vanessa and several wizards also mounted their horses. They will follow the mobile force.

And the rest were planning to move to the main Lutania base with Galvarik. Alfoy was carried on the back of another wizard.

Heeeeeeling!

The Black King ran out, howling for a long time. The Mobile Force followed him.

Doo doo doo doo doo doo!

Jiselle and the mobile force began to run wildly.

Before she knew it, Giselle's expression had hardened into a cold one.

'Just wait a moment.'

The enemy's strategy and the bold actions that followed were clearly excellent. There was nothing to criticize.

But choosing to engage in a mobile war against oneself was an extremely reckless move.

Now I thought I'd show you who's the fastest on this continent, in a smart way.