Chapter 298: Sighting the Enemy Army, and a Moment Until the Opening of War

“Please treat us well.”

“This side too, please treat us well.”

To Melchior who greeted while smiling nikkori I returned the greeting too.

The two Niagara and Floche introduced as disciples by Melchior at the strategy meeting did not greet and were suspicious this way, but well let us ignore.

Indeed the arrangement was for Melchior to shoot the strategic magic first when the war started, but me being here meant my first role was to protect Melchior, maybe?

Or because we could move freely fine to go out to the battlefield at the same time the war started, maybe?

Either way meant to think and move on this side, that?

Well even if the opponent was not human there were 200,000, and this side had tens of thousands too.

No matter how we moved probably little influence on the war situation.

No, had to move so as to give influence.

Being taken care of by Freit, and seeming to be expected somewhat so had to try hard.

“Hiroyuki, I will leave here.”

While quietly stirring alone like that spoken to from behind by Sophia.

Turning around Sophia and Rosina, Sheena were there too.

Ah, Sophia to the magic unit, Rosina and Sheena to the priest unit.

“Understood. Sophia and Rosina be careful too.”

“Un, understood~. Master Hiroyuki be careful too~.”

“…Hiroyuki, if shooting magic fireball degree is fine.”

Sophia whispered small at the ear.

After all did not want to drop the sun and self-destruct, but if no problem wanted to try shooting fireball.

“Understood.”

When I answered with a grin Sophia grinned too.

“Muriel, counting on Hiroyuki~.”

“Understood.”

Rosina was talking something with Muriel too.

“Then going.”

“Going~.”

Sophia and Rosina kissed my cheek, Sheena bowed her head and left this place.

By the way Birga who was a priest the same as Rosina was told by Walter the temple head of the Surmares order Birga belonged to to support the master, and remained here.

Others Muriel, Gejia, Lilli, Ito, Sara, Tiria, Yanica were beside me.

Each wrapped in armor, wore helmets on the head, held weapons in hand.

That was no exception for To-Dules Tiria and Yanica.

Muriel and Sara were Dule-use armor, but the other Dules were wearing ordinary armor as a wartime exception.

Other than that Cathy, Rina, Ilma, Helma, and Yuki were waiting at the main camp.

Originally Cathy and them had to fight together with us too, and otherwise would be incorporated into the Dule unit, but did not want to take Cathy and them who were not good at fighting to the battlefield so lowered to the main camp under the name of rear support.

“Still not visible.”

Muriel who lined up beside me strained her eyes and looked in the direction the Demon Lord army would come.

On the hill predicted the other day would construct a camp, further beyond that not even shadows let alone sand smoke of marching visible.

I closed my eyes and sent consciousness to the other side of that.

I see, indeed a large army was heading this way, but still seemed to take a little time.

“Nn~, around tomorrow morning, maybe?”

“Master, can you see?”

Muriel turned this way surprised, immediately returned her gaze and narrowed her eyes looking far while shading with a hand.

“…Nothing… visible…”

Should not be visible either.

Beyond that hill there was a further high hill, but still marching on the other side of that.

“Indeed arrival will be tomorrow morning. After arrival immediately shoot the strategic magic. Floche, please convey that to Lord Falco.”

For some reason Melchior affirmed my words and asked Floche to convey words to Falco the highest commander on site.

Floche upon replying ran to the main camp behind.

“Why did you understand?”

The position of the Demon Lord army I understood because I “saw” with my special ability, but did not understand why Melchior followed me.

But that answer was simple.

“I used the far-seeing magic. Lord Asahi yourself how did you know?”

Conversely asked back by Melchior.

Was a snake in the bush.

What to return?

“…Intuition, maybe.”

“…Let us leave it as that.”

After I answered Melchior looked at my eyes silently for a while, but suddenly floated a meaningful smile and said that understandingly.

This ability of mine even if explaining to people only would be suspicious.

“There is time for a while. Because the opponent is the Demon Lord army must be careful of tricks, but let us rest a little.”

Melchior said that to Floche who returned and Niagara who was beside the whole time, but the voice was large for conveying to the two beside so probably tried to let us hear too.

Let us follow Melchior’s judgment too.

I looked at Muriel and nodded, then Muriel nodded and conveyed to my Dules here.

I sat down on the spot too.

Then directed “gaze” to the Demon Lord army again.

The vanguard unit seemed composed of small demons goblins and dog heads kobolds, moving scatteredly ignoring ranks.

Small demons goblins and dog heads kobolds if alone even children could exterminate, if becoming a group even village unit a threat, but against an army no match.

But if the number was many to the degree illusioning the ground was moving a different story.

Hard to see from above with sand smoke, but probably over 100,000.

After that groups of large demons hobgoblins and pig heads orcs moved, further after that groups of man-eating demons ogres were running.

Each numbers few, but still more than this side’s forces, probably.

Even just the groups of large demons hobgoblins and pig heads orcs, man-eating demons ogres if hitting the this side’s army squarely might become inferior.

Further a controlled force was filling the rear of those.

People with horns grown, people with wings, people wearing splendid armor, people wearing completely black long robes.

Each the same race, same appearance people became a group and advanced in regular ranks.

And what stood out were two mountain-like large dragons.

Wings folded, walking as if crawling on the ground.

This size if a little more might be visible to the naked eye from here?

“What did you see?”

Suddenly someone whispered at the ear.

Surprised and turned the face, Melchior’s face was right beside.

Whether concentrating on “seeing” the enemy did not understand Melchior approached.

Looking at Melchior’s face close.

Eyes and nose, mouth etc. each one beautiful shape, and those arranged in exquisite positions.

Not an exaggeration to say a peerless beauty, but felt somewhere a sense of déjà vu, a made face.

Whether good to say opposite to the mysterious beauty Sophia.

Because a magic doll homunculus a creature created by people maybe became such a structure.

But a beauty unchanged.

Though that skin that would have been beautiful when looking close small cracks visible.

“…Ugly?”

Whether because I stared at Melchior’s face too much.

Melchior looking at my eyes asked that again.

“No, beautiful.”

I answered immediately.

That was words with no lies or falsehoods.

“…Thank you very much.”

Whether understanding my chest and taking as the words, or letting flow as ceremonial beautiful words Melchior floated a smile and thanked.

“…The vanguard small demons goblins and dog heads kobolds over 100,000, the middle large demons hobgoblins and pig heads orcs and man-eating demons ogres tens of thousands, the rear the enemy’s regular army tens of thousands. And at the very rear two dragons. Around there.”

After that to Melchior who stared at me while floating a smile I lost and talked the composition of the enemy army I “saw” to Melchior.

Muriel who was beside me on the opposite side from Melchior while cautioning Melchior with an apologetic expression upon hearing my talk immediately became serious face.

Then Melchior became a thinking face too.

“…With the first strategic magic the vanguard and middle can be defeated. The rear… were there any who seemed able to fly?”

Melchior seemed to say a monologue grumble, then suddenly asked me.

“Nn? Yes. About several units. And the dragons.”

Melchior heard my answer to the end, smiled wryly at the “dragons” place, then began immersing in thought again.

“Better to use tornado too…”

While leaking a monologue returned to the original place.