Chapter 1295

<Episode 1295> 1295. The Plum Swordswoman Reborn into the Viscount Family

It had been a while since Charanel last wore anything other than her maid outfit, and now she stepped out of the carriage fully dressed as a mage. She was wearing a black skirt, a white blouse, and a black robe—the quintessential garb of a wizard.

The problem? Her chest was so absurdly large that it completely ruined the elegance of her outfit. From up close, it wasn’t *too* bad, but from afar, she just looked like an overweight woman.

“Hmm… Maybe I should wear something that cinches at the waist instead of this baggy thing. And exposing the upper part of my chest might not be such a bad idea either…”

She had used over 300 bottles of breast-enlargement potion to achieve L-cup breasts. After all that effort, it would’ve been a shame to keep them wrapped up tightly.

Charanel herself didn’t seem particularly thrilled about her newfound assets. Embarrassed by their size, she covered herself with one arm while clutching her magic wand in the other hand. The joke was that her chest was so enormous that even her arm couldn’t fully cover it.

The male soldiers trailing behind the carriage were stunned when they saw her.

“What is this? Why’s there a kid here?”

“Is she Lord Frucos’ plaything…?”

“Idiot! Look closely—she’s holding a magic wand. And check out what she’s wearing—that’s a mage’s robe! This ‘kid’ is actually a powerful mage. Be careful; if you piss her off, you might die.”

“But why are her boobs like that? They can’t possibly be real, right? Did she stuff fabric or something inside?”

“That body looks too small for those massive breasts. It makes them look even bigger in comparison…”

“Man, those are some next-level boobs. I’d love to sleep with a chick like that once.”

“Are you insane?”

The soldiers whispered amongst themselves. A normal person wouldn’t have heard them, but I’m an Aura Master, and Charanel is an Arch Mage.

Moreover, Charanel’s senses were heightened due to preparing for magic use.

Tears welled up in Charanel’s eyes as her face turned red from embarrassment. Her mental state seemed shaken. I get it, though—it’s not easy going from flat-chested to having milk-producing bosoms overnight. At this point, she couldn’t even see her own legs anymore.

I stood behind her and placed my hand on her head, gently patting it.

“Can you handle it?”

“Don’t treat me like a kid! Who do you think I am?!”

“Priscilla’s disciple—and Arch Mage, Charanel.”

She looked up at me, surprised by my response.

“M-Maybe you’re right. You know me well. I’m Arch Mage Sharanel Gurcia.”

With newfound confidence, she straightened her back. Her giant chest jiggled dramatically.

“Hey, destroy that fortress with your signature fire magic already!”

“…Do I really have to? Even without destroying it, there must be hundreds…”


“There shouldn’t be any people of names here, right?”

“There’s no need to blow up the whole fortress. Just destroy the entrance of the fortress. The rest, my knights and soldiers will take care of it themselves. I’m not forcing you to commit massacre. If you cooperate, we can save Priscilla a little faster.”

“…I know.”

Sharnelle looked determined. She tightened her grip on her staff and focused her mind. Her mana surged, making her robe flutter.

I took a step back from her. That’s because I could feel intense heat emanating from her.

Sharnelle raised her staff high. Hot mana ascended toward the sky. At the same time, her feet rose about 10cm off the ground.

She swung her staff. Every swing drew a red line in the sky. Those lines eventually formed a red magic circle that blazed with fire. The scale of the magic circle was at least 30 meters in diameter.

An Arc Mage’s magic. Specifically, the most destructive flame magic.

Our ally soldiers were speechless, dumbly staring at Sharnelle’s magic, while the enemies hiding in the fortress moved around chaotically like ants being attacked.

“Hellfire!”

Sharnelle chanted.

The blazing magic circle condensed into a single point, turning into a massive fireball. The fireball flew toward where Sharnelle’s staff pointed, leaving behind a trail of black smoke.

KWAHAAAANG!

The hellfire collided with the front of the fortress. A powerful explosion occurred. The ground shook and fragments of the fortress scattered everywhere. Half of the fortress crumbled in one spell.

“Is this your Full Strength?”

Arc Mage.

In large-scale battles, they possess firepower that surpasses even an Aura Master. Truly, they are beings specialized for war.

Now I understand why people fear Arc Mages.

“If I use my Full Strength in magic, it won’t just be this extent. I could obliterate fortresses of that size.”

“Yeah. It is kinda a small fortress.”

I looked around. The Golden Rose Knights had already fully armed themselves and mounted their horses. Wearing armor and lances crafted by dwarves, they shone brilliantly even on the battlefield.

Summoning mana from my lower abdomen, I shouted with all my might.

“Golden Rose Knights! You are the vanguard! Charge!”

The Golden Rose Knights galloped toward the fortress. Dust rose behind them. It didn’t take long for them to reach the fortress.

At the entrance of the fortress, soldiers with shields and spears stood guard. But it’s meaningless. Maybe against ordinary cavalry, but the Golden Rose Knights were each seasoned veteran knights with rich combat experience.

KWAHAAAANG!

The Golden Rose Knights trampled over the enemy soldiers and entered the fortress.

“My Lord.”

A woman with short crimson hair approached me. Dressed in military uniform, she was the general leading the army in my stead.

Her personality was as cold as her sharp eyes.

“I would like to boost the morale of the soldiers by allowing them to plunder.”

“Isn’t the morale sufficient already?”

“The war has just begun. Since we’ve achieved an overwhelming victory, we should reward the soldiers.”

“But there’s not much to plunder since the enemy force is small?”

“Plunder must be allowed. That’s important. As I said, the war has just begun. If it were only my army, such measures wouldn’t be necessary… However, the soldiers who have come as reinforcements from various places are problematic. We must show them that war is an opportunity for a great reversal in life.”

“Whatever. I don’t care about the enemy’s property anyway. But… you know the standards for plunder without me saying it, right?”

“Yes…”


“Lords, I shall present the beauty to our master first.”

“Hmph. Well done.”

I grinned in satisfaction.

In the original story, Scarlett, one of Kyle’s trusted generals, was always reliable. She had never once betrayed my expectations.

I climbed onto the carriage and leisurely led the army toward the fortress.

When we arrived at the fortress, things were already somewhat organized.

Floy was tidying up the fortress while Scarlett approached me to report.

“According to Sir Floy, there were no elite personnel like knights. After investigating the soldiers’ backgrounds, most turned out to be farmers dragged from nearby villages. They claim that three days ago, a magician appeared, instantly built this fortress, and ordered them to guard it.”

“Why didn’t they run away? Were they threatened?”

“Lord Cassiod instructed them directly to guard the fortress.”

“Cassiod? Who the heck is he?”

“He’s a noble from the Solphmed Kingdom. This area belongs to Lord Cassiod’s territory. And Lord Cassiod is a noble aligned with Duke Daycard’s faction.”

Ah, Duke Daycard—I know him too.

Originally, Duke Daycard met an untimely death, and now his daughter has inherited the dukedom.

Leona Daycard, Duchess. She’s quite capable. She repelled three invasions by enemy nations and became a star overnight. Loved by the people, she gained followers among the nobles and formed a new faction. Her nickname is nothing less than the “Sun of Solphmed.”

The royal family of Solphmed dislikes her. It’s inevitable since the commoners are more loyal to her than to the king.

“So, the Sun of Solphmed blocked our path.”

We had already declared war on the Cobalt Kingdom.

We also told the Solphmed Kingdom that if they didn’t interfere, nothing would happen to them. But still, they interfered…

“It seems they’ve made some kind of deal with the Cobalt Kingdom.”

“Yeah, not unexpected… though it wasn’t my prediction—it was Yuria’s.”

Factually speaking, the Solphmed Kingdom is practically collapsed. It wouldn’t be strange for one of its nobles to side with another country for profit.

We captured a total of 120 prisoners. Fifty soldiers died caught in the Hel Fire, and thirty more were trampled to death by the knights’ charge.

Apparently, around 200 men were guarding the fortress. The number being so small surprised me a bit.

“What should we do with the prisoners?”

There are usually two ways to handle prisoners: release them for money or turn them into slaves.

It’s unlikely that Lord Cassiod will pay ransom for the prisoners.

“Turn them into slave-soldiers and put them at the front lines. Are there any female prisoners?”

“Yes, but most are old women who have reached menopause. It seems Lord Cassiod planned to abandon the prisoners from the start.”

“Give the old women to the soldiers. Will they even like them?”

“The soldiers’ lust surpasses imagination. I view them as beasts, not humans.”

“So they’ll like it, huh? But are you okay? If the soldiers see you, their eyes might pop out.”

Scarlett was no ordinary beauty.

“I’m fine. The army is under my complete control. Any soldier who made lewd remarks or disobeyed orders has already been executed.”

Scarlett glanced around. The soldiers couldn’t dare meet her gaze and bowed their heads. Clearly, she didn’t just execute them casually.