Under the command of York, the witch Tulu came as an envoy to the Demon King’s Army.
In this moment, she bowed her head respectfully as she looked at the Demon King seated arrogantly before her.
“I, Tulu, the envoy of the Magic Kingdom, wish to meet Your Majesty, the Demon King…”
“No need for idle chatter. So what is it you want to say?”
The Demon King bluntly interrupted Tulu’s words. As he spoke, a fearsome aura emanated from him, leaving Tulu feeling frozen in place.
Among witches, Tulu was considered relatively strong and was a direct subordinate of York. However, at this moment, the overwhelming pressure from the Demon King before her was utterly crushing her sense of self-worth.
Her tongue felt stuck, and her hands and feet trembled uncontrollably. In that state, Tulu forced out the voice that barely escaped her lips to speak to this monstrous figure before her.
“Um… Our commander, General York, has sent a letter to… Your Majesty…”
“Hmm…”
The Demon King’s subordinate, a Lich, took the letter that Tulu offered.
After receiving it, the Demon King quietly checked the contents within.
Watching the Demon King’s demeanor, Tulu spoke in a voice laced with intense tension.
“The general stated that this war is strictly a matter between the Falcon Empire and the Magic Kingdom, and they have no intention of fighting against the Demon Races.”
Furthermore, the letter contained a message stating that there was no desire to escalate the war further, and if the Demon Kingdom wanted something, they would ensure maximum convenience on their end, urging not to involve themselves further in the war.
Thus, the Magic Kingdom expressed their intent to avoid direct conflict with the Demon Kingdom.
In response, the Demon King slowly nodded and returned the read letter to the Lich.
“I understand your intentions clearly. I will give you a response by tomorrow, after a meeting. You may return.”
“Th-thank you, Your Majesty.”
Finishing her words, Tulu bowed her head once more and began to withdraw.
As she exited, she felt that perhaps, albeit imperfectly, she might have avoided the worst-case scenario and hurried back towards her own camp.
However…
In her haste back, Tulu found herself unable to move even halfway to her camp, coming to a complete stop.
At that moment, the scene before her was so vividly clear.
It was…
The massive surprise attack by the Empire’s army that took place while she was away as an envoy, and the resultant chaos among the Magic Kingdom’s forces.
*
Right after the envoy from the Magic Kingdom had departed, I began to feel an intense relief, slowly nodding my head, realizing that things were flowing as I had anticipated.
“Thank goodness… Honestly, I was worried what would happen if those guys started suspecting this situation. Seems like it worked out well.”
Our Magic Kingdom’s forces had played a crucial role in drawing the Empire’s attention to ensure a smooth operation for the Falcon Empire.
However, I planned to construct and implement a strategy that would yield more than just drawing their gaze lightly, as initially considered.
“Even though this was a method I intended to use regardless of Helene’s orders… well, in the end, it became even more effective.”
With that thought in mind, I shifted my gaze to the underbrush swaying behind me and began to smile.
At first glance, it appeared as though thousands to tens of thousands of troops were awaiting within the shaking forest.
However, in reality, it was the movement of about 800 soldiers, deliberately shaking their branches and riding war horses.
A mix of troops sent by the Empire and the Demon Race soldiers accompanying us worked together to create an illusion.
As a result, the Magic Kingdom wasn’t merely responding to a minor ambush, but instead began assembling their entire forces defensively against what they perceived to be a large-scale threat.
Additionally, during this process, they misjudged our combat power and even sent an envoy in an attempt to avoid conflict.
Thus, in this situation, where we perfectly trapped our enemies, I quietly smiled to myself, curiously watching the expansive ambush launched by the Empire’s army, which had already begun well before the envoy’s arrival.
*
The Magic Kingdom’s forces, caught off guard and quickly rearranging their camp in a panic due to the Demon King’s scheme.
From the Empire’s perspective, their movement was akin to exposing their flank.
Without missing a beat, Helene commanded a force of 6,000 knights centered around the Order to swiftly charge into enemy lines.
“Advance! Focus on the enemy witches!”
There was no time to worry about others.
What mattered most right now was to dismantle the core strength of the enemies.
Helene knew that if they could strike the magical battalion, victory would naturally follow, and so she enacted the plan.
“Th-there are enemies!”
“An ambush from the Empire! Hold them back!”
While the Magic Kingdom’s troops were distracted by the approaching forces, the Empire’s army rushed in unexpectedly.
The Magic Kingdom scrambled desperately to retaliate, but the breach they had opened up for a moment was proving to be far too fatal.
“Uwaah!”
“Ugh!”
Witches were swiftly cut down by the hooves of war horses and the blades of knights unprotected by infantry.
Although the Magic Kingdom flaunted its celebrated wizard battalion, the truth remained that they couldn’t do anything before the enemy got close, as evidenced by their predicament. They couldn’t muster even a decent defense and found themselves completely overwhelmed.
Amid the Empire’s forces slaughtering the enemies, there was also Eliza, one of the Demon King’s closest aides.
“This kind of cavalry battle is unexpectedly enjoyable.”
Originally an assassin who moved stealthily, using daggers to attack her targets, Eliza now found herself wielding a longsword borrowed from the Empire, merging with the imperial knights to hack down the witches before her.
It felt as though she had surrendered herself to a massive current, flowing forward with its stream.
As she experienced this combat style that she had rarely encountered before, Eliza began to understand why people preferred the knight class.
Then…
“Eliza.”
“What is it?”
In the next moment, Helene suddenly called out to her.
With a tinge of curiosity and confusion, Eliza looked at her, and Helene smiled with excitement.
“I see the enemy commander over there. I think we’ll need to break formation to pursue her. You may follow me, as I will need some protection.”
There stood a witch wearing conspicuous armor.
In response to the Supreme Commander’s ‘command’ to capture that person, Eliza nodded without much thought.
“Understood. I shall do as you say.”
To be honest, deviating from formation in such a situation felt somewhat risky. However, Eliza thought there wouldn’t be much danger, knowing her own skills.
If necessary, she could blend into the shadows and escape; thus, the potential for her to get into trouble in the chaos was exceedingly low.
Thus, leaving command to her subordinate, Eliza began to pursue Helene as she broke away from the ranks.
In this moment, she was unaware of the smile gracing Helene’s lips.
*
Witches were swept away like chaff before Eliza’s eyes.
Watching them, Helene, the strongest warrior of the Empire, felt a profound sense of joy.
However, at this moment, it wasn’t merely joy from defeating enemies.
The primary source of her excitement stemmed from a singular secret plan that only she possessed, which she had never revealed to anyone else.
“Hah!”
Beside her was a demon race warrior, one of the skilled individuals she had brought with the Demon King’s request, also part of the Demon King’s Elite Guard.
Eliza.
Seeing her, Helene was seized by intense joy, realizing that through this operation, she was not only achieving victory but also reaching her most crucial objective.
“But no room for complacency. To handle this quietly, I need to see it through to the end…”
To ensure this woman was extinguished with certainty, the chaos of battle was far from ideal, so for the moment, it was necessary to act.
With that thought in mind, Helene advanced through the enemies, finally arriving at the spot where a witch clad in splendid armor awaited.
“Wha… what are you brutes! Do you dare challenge the great commander Haas of the Magic Kingdom? Ridiculous! I will not fall to mere dogs of the Empire! I will—cough!”
With a single strike, Helene swiftly cut down the yapping witch.
Since she wasn’t her actual target, Helene quickly resolved the situation and turned to Eliza, who had been protecting her.
“Now that we’ve achieved our goal, we return. Follow me.”
“Understood.”
With that, Helene urged her horse forward once more, carving through the enemies alongside Eliza.
However, at this moment, Helene was steering her path slightly differently from the friendly formation, while Eliza followed behind without realizing it.
“Alright, just as planned…”