546

Episode 546: Changing the route. (1)

As Jerome and the wizards, priests, and dwarves separated for work, the mobile force's speed increased even more.

Doo doo doo doo doo!

Even while moving, Giselle continued to ask questions to the messenger who brought news of salvation.

"Are you sure the Revolutionary Group participated?"

"That's right. It's clear that all the guys who were hiding have crawled out."

"Did they also go to the Kingdom of Grimwell together?"

"Yes, most of them said they went together."

"Yeah, if they all gather together, there will be quite a lot of them."

The revolutionary group has been active throughout the continent, but has not achieved any significant results.

This was because the king and the nobles suppressed them strongly, and they lost the people's support by committing plunder in the name of the revolutionary group.

Their original intentions had been completely distorted, and they were no different from a large group of bandits.

Here, the Salvation Church opened a rift and caused civil wars in many countries, creating an environment in which they could flourish even more.

Jiselle chuckled.

"By the way, the Salvation Church must have been in a hurry. They even joined hands with those guys."

In the previous life, it was not like that. Rather, the Salvation Church regarded the Revolutionary Group as a hindrance.

We had to work hard to spread the gospel, but the revolutionaries were looting, so we had no choice but to fight.

But now the two troublemakers have joined hands, and it's all thanks to him.

'The future has changed a lot.'

When he first returned, everything was within his expectations. He twisted every event that happened to change the situation to his advantage.

We still have knowledge of the future, but circumstances have changed so much that we can no longer be certain that the same events will occur in the future.

'Well, that's what I was aiming for.'

Now, there was no need to rely solely on future knowledge. If you didn't have the strength, you wouldn't know, but now you were leading the strongest army on the continent.

It was by using the knowledge of the future that he gained this power. In the end, Jiselle gained power similar to that of her previous life, but much faster than before.

From now on, you can just break everything with force.

'That doesn't mean the knowledge I have is now useless.'

Jiselle had fought against the Revolutionary Group several times in her past life. She knew who was leading the group.

Of course, they were unable to destroy the Revolutionary Corps because they were fighting against the monsters of the cracks. It is true that the Human Alliance did not pay much attention to them, but it was also because the leader of the Revolutionary Corps was not that easy.

'That guy was a very clever guy.'

He was a man trained through many years of plundering. He could not possibly move normally.

I don't know about anything else, but the mobility and surprise attacks of the direct units led by that guy were superior to those of any other army.

Jiselle smiled and spread out the map on her horse.

"Change course."

The destination that Jiselle changed was between the Kingdom of Grimwell and the Kingdom of Arthrod. It was also a kingdom that had to be passed through in order to travel between the two countries.

Giselle sent new orders to Claude through Dark.

"Tell them to prepare for a surprise attack. I will begin my advance as soon as I arrive, so tell them to check the strongholds and supply routes to be captured first."

― Ha, it's hard to go far. I just go back and forth every day.

Dark grumbled a few times, then transformed into a crow and flew away.

The mobile force didn't ask why. They just followed Giselle's turn.

The same was true for Julian and Parniel. They trusted Giselle completely when it came to the war.

Only one person.

Only Elena, who was struggling to ride in the back row, pouted.

"Oh, I told you not to run around for too long."

Her grumbling wasn't simply because of the complaints she had accumulated toward Giselle. It was because of her precious words.

Hehehe… … .

The horse Elena rode was always in a difficult condition, even though it was one of the strongest and most physically fit horses in the mobile force.

It was because of the enormous weight of the giant hammer she carried around.

So Elena had to lead three more horses as assistants, even though she fed them more potions than the others.

Elena had asked Giselle several times to solve this problem.

― I told you to change to a rapier quickly! I can fight well now!

- No. If your fighting power decreases, you'll lose your life too. Why are you deliberately making yourself weak?

― I'm already seeing the damage! Right now, because of you, oppa, my social evaluation and perception are hitting rock bottom! Do you know what my nickname is?

- I don't know. Anyway, listen carefully. Your fighting ability deteriorating is a national loss. So you absolutely cannot do this. I will tell my father and make it a law. I told him that Elena cannot lift light objects.

- Ugh! This is so annoying!

No matter how much she shouted, Giselle would not allow her to change weapons. So Elena was always very angry.

Of course, she wasn't the type of person to just give up. Bloodlines like my brother's wouldn't go anywhere. She had her own plans.

'Don't think the world will be yours forever.'

Elena twisted the corners of her mouth as she muttered a villainous line.

Elena also received training in combat skills from Parniel often, as Parniel's combat skills were the most suitable for Elena.

In Elena's eyes, Parniel was one of the few people who could fight on equal terms with Giselle.

So he could have hope. Didn't he also have the same divine power as Parniel?

'Let's just wait and see. If we drag this out, I'll win in the end.'

Currently, her body was becoming something beyond human like Parniel.

Of course, I know it's impossible right now. But if I continue to gain practical experience and train hard,

One day, the day will come when I will swing a hammer at that bastard's head.

'After that, he just uses the rapier elegantly.'

In this way, Elena fueled her own ambition.

* * *

The Kingdom of Grimwell.

The country had been a great power that had successfully resisted rifts and pushed back rebels.

Thanks to this, the morale of the soldiers was quite high. They had won many victories so far. They believed that this war would end soon.

"Don't be afraid! We will win as always!"

As the commander shouted, the men of the fortress puffed out their chests.

The number of troops visible in front of us was quite large. They numbered around 100,000.

It was five times more than the 20,000 troops in the fortress.

Still, the soldiers looked confident.

'I can win this time too.'

'Because we kept winning.'

'I'm sure other places can be blocked as well.'

The Arthrod army, divided into three legions, was advancing as if to surround the castle of Grimwell.

War doesn't end with just advancing and beating the enemy in front of you. As a large army, you also need to secure a supply route.

Their first priority was to capture the king. To do so, they had to advance while capturing at least a few strongholds.

And Gatros was changed by the defeat he suffered in the Kingdom of Rutania. He became more cautious and less confident in his own abilities.

"The goal is Wangseong. However, we must get there as quickly as possible. I do not know how to handle the military, so I will give you full authority. If you need strength, use me anywhere. I will not hesitate to go to the very front of the battlefield."

Gatros spoke to the cold-looking middle-aged man in front of him.

"Leave it to me. I will proceed in the fastest way possible."

Count Biffenveldt, who had assumed the position of commander-in-chief, bowed his head to Gâtros.

He was a famous general who made brilliant contributions to conquering the Kingdom of Atrode. He was also the most trusted vassal of the Duke of Leinster.

Indeed, Count Biffenveldt deployed his troops in an instant and quickly gave orders.

"Soldiers, prepare the ladders. Disarm the walls and approach immediately. Wizards… … ."

The number of the Artrode Kingdom's army was overwhelming. And Count Biffenveld, who was with the high-ranking priests of the Salvation Church, was well aware of their strength.

"Priests, please move first."

There were five superhuman high priests here. They flew towards the fortress without fear at the words of Count Biffenveld.

"What the heck, those guys?"

"Looking at the one flying, it looks like a superhuman from the Salvation Church… … ."

"Even though they are superhumans, only five of them came? Are they coming to surrender?"

The fort's troops were initially just watching. Although the superhumans were said to be strong, there were quite a few knights and magicians here.

Even if they were superhumans, it would be impossible for five people to fight against them while holding onto the fortress.

So everyone was dumbfounded.

"What are you looking at? Shoot! Attack now!"

Phaaaat!

Numerous arrows flew from the fortress. However, the priests, who had protected themselves with black energy, continued to advance without stopping, letting the arrows fall.

As they arrived near the fortress, they released all their energy.

Kwaaaaah!

Thousands of black energy streamed out from their bodies and spread in all directions.

Cursed light, scream from the abyss.

When five high-ranking priests use it simultaneously, the attack range expands to the point where it covers the sky above the fortress.

At that terrifying sight, the soldiers in the fortress momentarily lost their expressions in fear.

"Uh, why that… … ."

Someone muttered.

They also knew what kind of technique the priests were using now, because a high-ranking priest of the Salvation Church belonging to the rebels had used it.

A single priest's attack caused significant damage. It was clearly a powerful attack.

However, I also learned that this is a last resort technique that is only used in truly critical situations. If used recklessly, the lives of the priests will be in danger.

But, it's amazing that only five people came running and wrote it.

Before they could even answer their questions, a torrent of black energy poured down like rain and struck the fortress.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwak!

"Eww!"

The soldiers screamed and died.

It was such a strong attack that even superhumans had to worry about defense. Ordinary soldiers could not handle this tremendous attack.

The fort commander shouted loudly.

"Wizards! Wizards, deal with me! Quickly!"

The opponent did not attempt to block the magic. I don't know why, but thanks to that, our magicians were able to use their magic.

Kwaaaaah!

From the fortress, numerous spells flew towards the priests.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The wizards of the Grimwell Army were also of a fairly high level. There were also many of them.

The priests of the Salvation Church hastily retreated, blocking the magic.

"Crunch!"

"Get out of here!"

The attacks carried out by the priests of the Salvation Church were like a last resort. If they were running low on energy, they would even drain their life force.

With the first attack, more than half of the strength had already been used up. If a half-powered superhuman loses his strength, it would not be difficult for a knight and a magician to deal with him alone.

Although several people were injured due to their energy being drained, the priests of the Salvation Church quickly escaped, protecting themselves with their remaining energy.

The fort commander ground his teeth at the unexpected attack.

"I never thought those guys would come running out in front!"

Superhumans are very strong, so they are thoroughly protected by their allies. This is because they must not be injured or killed by concentrated attacks from the enemy.

That's why there are very few cases where superhumans move alone. Usually, they move together with their allies and make the most of their powerful abilities.

But the enemy pierced the hollowness of such perception.

"Don't stop and keep attacking! We have to inflict more injuries somehow!"

The fort commander shouted loudly. The wizards persistently cast spells on the priests.

The fortress commander exhaled deeply as he watched the fleeing priests.

"I should have killed at least one… … ."

Still, the priests retreated with considerable force. Some were injured.

When the superhumans are gone, it becomes easier to endure no matter how many enemies there are.

This side also suffered great damage from the sudden attack, but the fort commander thought that they could somehow hold out until reinforcements arrived.

But the real attack by the Artrode Army began then.

"Get started."

As soon as Count Bipenbelt finished speaking, the magicians of Artrodegun immediately began casting their spells.

Kwaaaaang! Kwaaaaang!

The Grimwell army was releasing the magic seal and attacking the priests. The magicians of the Artrode army took advantage of this gap and attacked.

"Eww!"

"It's magic!"

"Hey, stop it! Quickly, spread the magic field again!"

The wizards of the Grimwell Army barely managed to block the magic by blocking its power. However, many of the soldiers in the fortress had already disappeared.

"T, how is this… … ."

The fort commander looked bewildered. Could it be that he had used the priests as bait to take advantage of that brief moment?

If anything went wrong, I could have lost my precious superhuman. And yet, I carried out this operation!

The opposing commander was a frighteningly generous man.

The magnanimous commander, Count Biffenveldt, opened his mouth with an indifferent expression.

"Your Majesty, you must be the bait once more. I will support the knights."

"Okay."

Others are superhumans who use things sparingly and carefully. However, Count Bipenvelt was using superhumans as mere bait.

This is because he thought that even superhumans were just one type of soldier that made up the military force.

"I'm sorry. If it's to win, I have to use everything I can."

"I am truly worthy of His Majesty the Duke's favor."

Although it may seem rude in some ways, Gatorus liked it even more because of it.

The strength of the Rutanian army was not simply due to Giselle's military power.

The operational capabilities that defied common sense and the powerful military that supported them were also a problem.

To deal with them, a commander of equal caliber was needed, and Count Biffenveld had just that.

"I will only trust you. Go and do whatever you want."

Gatros flew towards the fortress with a cruel smile.