Embrace the Magic (36)
That night, all members of the first group left the special forces training camp on a mission.
After seeing the 22 people leave quietly, the committee took its seat.
“You can do it, right?”
“Commissioner Keline is an experienced veteran. He will lead us well.”
Commissioner Keline moved together to guide the 22 members of the first group. Two experienced swordsmanship instructors also followed.
“The situation is not good. This is it, okay.”
“How on earth did the 7th Division end up in this state?”
The Northern Army consisted of 13 divisions. It was the highest and largest military organization in the Kingdom of Riaz.
Of these, nine divisions were assigned to guard the border directly bordering the Ingram Empire. The remaining divisions were assigned to support the front-line divisions.
Although the Ingram Empire launched a surprise attack, the Northern Army divisions suffered only minor casualties.
Although this was a significant retreat from their original positions, it was a tactic to create a defensive line on high ground.
When the war actually broke out, it had already been decided to retreat. Since it was something that had already been planned, the damage was not great.
But there was one place. The 7th Division was different. It had suffered a near-destructive blow and was beyond recovery.
“With the division commander and the generals out of their posts, this kind of thing can happen.”
“Why on earth were you away? It’s not like you didn’t know war was imminent.”
“He said he was on patrol. You all know that, right? He wasn’t on patrol.”
On the night that the Ingram Empire attacked, the commander of the 7th Division and the ten thousand-man captains were not at their posts. They were hanging out with women in a bar in a city in the rear.
The 7th Division was a unit consisting of one division commander, 10 thousand-man corps, and 100 hundred-man corps. Its troop strength was also full at 10,000, making it one of the best-supported units in the Northern Army.
However, all those with command authority, including the division commander, were absent.
The remaining white generals ran around here and there and tried to somehow gather the troops, but it didn’t work properly. The problem was the lack of unified orders.
Some white leaders insisted on asking for support. Others urged a fight, and still others said they should retreat.
The orders were divided, so even the tens and lower level soldiers were at a loss.
Some stayed and some fought. It was all up to them.
“What about the damage?”
“Still, it looks like there were a few decent white generals. I think we saved about half of them. There were quite a few injured people though.”
Only about 4,600 troops were able to safely retreat to the rear. More than half of the troops lost their lives in just one night.
“Haa, half of the 10,000 troops. And there are many wounded among the survivors. Who on earth is that division commander?”
“I’m the Duke of L’Oréal.”
“ah!”
“shit.”
“How could that be?”
Originally, the Kingdom of Riaz had four 6-dena-rank knights and one 6-circle magician. It was an average force even among the 13-nation alliance.
However, the only 6th circle wizard, Chairman Krayt, died. Around the same time, a 6-dena-rank knight also died, drastically reducing the power.
Currently, the only people with the highest level of power in the Kingdom of Riaz are three knights of the 6th Dena class. Duke Loreal is one of them.
He was the oldest, having reached the 6th Dena level about 30 years ago.
“That’s something to be proud of at your age.”
“I guess I’ve been growing old in vain.”
“Adventure.”
“Ahem.”
The wizards, Commissioner Elov and Commissioner Xer, openly cursed the Duke of L’Oréal. Their speech was blunt.
However, Commissioners Havignon and Albrecht, both of whom were knights, could not bring themselves to curse the Duke of L’Oréal.
Because we were both journalists and had a personal connection.
“What about the home country?”
“It seems like they’re thinking of solidifying their defense line for now.”
“I originally planned to give up the front line. The problem is their magic power. I received a call from the Kingdom of Aslan, saying that hundreds of magicians blew up a unit and disappeared. It seems like they plan to gather their firepower and take them down one by one.”
“Huh, I guess just defending isn’t the answer.”
“So you didn’t send the first season?”
The first phase’s objective was to find out the location of the magic force and its future target. If they were discovered early, they planned to gather elite forces from the 13-nation alliance and intercept them in the middle.
“I wonder if we can find them if they hide on purpose.”
“We’re not the only ones making moves, are we? Other allies are also looking with fire in their eyes, so there will be good results.”
It was not an easy task. The magic forces of the Ingram Empire were superior in both numbers and quality to the magic troops operated by the Thirteen Nations Alliance.
With so many high-ranking wizards on guard around you, you would be caught before you could even get close.
“It’s a problem even if I look for them. I have no idea how many troops I would need to mobilize to win against them.”
“It won’t be easy. There are too many wizards. There are about 500 wizards gathered, so there will be a similar number of knights guarding them.”
“Wow, 500 magicians. The Ingram Empire is going strong from the start.”
“I wish the chairman were alive.”
With the death of Chairman Krate, the magical power of the Kingdom of Riaz has fallen significantly. Even within the entire 13-nation alliance, the magical power is clearly weak.
“Okay, okay. Anyway, all the 1st group has to do is search the border area diligently. You don’t have to worry about what happens after that.”
“That’s right. We just have to do what we have to do.”
“Oh, right. What are you going to do about season 2? It would be a shame to just leave it like that.”
“There’s nothing we can do. Even if we issue a recall order, the frontline unit commanders won’t let them go kindly.”
The second period was out of the hands of the committee. Since they could not be summoned by force, they had no choice but to hope that they would survive on their own.
“Can’t we make more potions?”
“I made it 108 times by myself. I think it’s the limit. But didn’t the potion price go up a lot?”
“Yes. They were asking for 20 gold a while ago. I think it will go up to 30 gold as time goes by.”
“You’ve really been blessed with a lot of money in your later years. Hahahaha.”
Although they were smiling, the committee members’ eyes were serious.
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Unlike the soldiers, the committee members received regular information from each country. So they were aware of not only the current situation but also the direction of the war.
The strength of the Ingram Empire did not differ significantly from what was expected.
I didn’t know that they would gather a bunch of wizards and defeat them individually, but it wasn’t an unmanageable force.
The problem lay within the 13-nation alliance.
Unity was seriously lacking. They were unable to gather strength because they were busy keeping each other in check while war was already underway.
Because information wasn’t shared, I had to hear news about the Magical Legion through unofficial channels.
* * *
Four months passed. Things were not going well. There were sporadic wins, but there were far more losses. For every win, there were three losses.
The exchange rate of the battle was also bad. When the Imperial Army suffered 1,000 casualties, the 13-nation alliance lost 5,000 men.
Originally, the forces of the 13-nation alliance were far greater in numbers than those of the Ingrem Empire.
The Ingram Empire mobilized 700,000 troops for this war, but the 13-nation alliance had over 1 million troops.
If necessary, the number of troops could be increased through conscription.
Even if they had exchanged at roughly similar rates, the 13-nation alliance would never have lost, but unfortunately, that wish did not come true.
As the damage piled up, the front line continued to be pushed back. Now, even the instructors and members of the committee found it difficult to fool the trainees at the special forces training camp.
“What happens to us?”
“It’ll stay like this.”
“What about the training? Can the graduation ceremony be held on time?”
Not only Hedler, but also the other trainees of the third batch were curious about their future.
I wish they would just tell me what’s really going on, but the instructors just kept repeating, “We’ll tell you when the time comes.”
The committee members didn’t even show up.
Originally, it was a time when one had to be assigned to various units to gain experience in military life.
It was the third generation’s turn, but there was no word from above.
smart!
Just then, there was a knock at the door and it opened. The assistant pointed to Hedler and Lantman.
“This is a call. To Counseling Room 1.”
“Just the two of us?”
“Yeah. I don’t know the detailed reason, so don’t ask.”
The assistant disappeared in an instant.
Hedler and Landt dressed up and went to the consulting room in the central building.
On the way to the consulting room, I met Drock and Torrie, who were in the same class. They were 60 and 90. They were both on their way to the consulting room after receiving a call from the assistant.
“uh?”
Right in front of the counseling room, I met a trainee from the 4th class, not the 3rd class. He was number 155.
“Hey, are you called too?”
“Yes. I was called. Did you receive a call, seniors?”
“Yeah. That’s why I came. What’s this combination? Four swordsmanship majors and one fourth-generation magic major. What are you trying to get them to do?”
smart!
After exchanging brief greetings, Hedler knocked on the door. Soon a heavy sound was heard from inside.
“come in.”
Crunch!
The person waiting inside was Commissioner Albrecht. Commissioner Albrecht, who had been looking out the window, turned around and crossed his arms.
“You have been assigned a mission.”
The third batch of trainees were not surprised by the mission story.
They vaguely guessed that a mission might be handed down to them.
The first group left a long time ago and has not yet returned, and the second group was assigned to a field unit and there has been no news of them since.
If given the task, there was no alternative but them.
However, it was surprising that the 4th generation number 155 was included. Although he was a 4th circle magician, his rank was lower than theirs.
If you really needed a high-ranking wizard, Rodin would have been a much better choice.
“Is it war?”
“That’s right. You will leave here tonight and head to the capital. There, you will meet up with the Royal Guard Knights and proceed with your mission.”
“ah!”
When the Knights Templar were mentioned, they immediately found common ground with themselves.
The Royal Guard Knights were the highest order of knights in the Kingdom of Riaz. Their qualifications were to be a 4-dena-level swordsman, which was higher than other knight orders.
All of those gathered here were either 4th-level or 4th-circle magicians. They were skilled enough to move alongside the royal guard without being held back.
“Shall we go together?”
“10 p.m. Meet at the stables. I’ll be your guide. Don’t forget your gear.”
“ah!”
“The mission is still secret. However, the maximum duration is three months. If the work is not completed by the deadline, you may return on your own.”
“All right.”
The matter was simply concluded. Four members of the third group and one member of the fourth group dispersed to their respective offices and prepared to leave.
Headler and Landt returned to the office and grabbed the potions.
I prepared plenty of things to sell in order to buy potions and mana stones to use when I was injured, and waited in the office.
* * *
Hedler and Landt showed up at the meeting place ten minutes before the appointed time.
Drock, Tori, and Darren hadn’t arrived yet. Instead, three other men were waiting at the entrance to the stables.
“Huh? Instructor?”
“Number 57. If you’re here, wait quietly.”
“Are you going too, Instructor?”
All three were swordsmanship instructors. They taught positioning in battle and survival in the field, and had known Hedler and Lant for quite some time.
“Yes. We will move with you too.”
“How do we conduct class if the teacher isn’t here?”
“It’s not like we’re the only instructors here. We’ll figure it out.”
As we continue to receive new riders, the number of instructors has also increased significantly. The number of magic instructors has increased from 2 to 3, and the number of swordsmanship instructors has increased from 9 to 17.
There was still a shortage of magic instructors, but there were plenty of swordsmanship instructors. Even if three or so were absent, it wasn’t difficult to adjust classes.
“Ah, this irresponsible tone. This is just like Instructor Damon.”
“do you want to die?”
“No, Instructor.”
At that moment, a silhouette appeared from the direction of the office. The silhouette that was visible from a distance gradually grew larger, and then a face was revealed. It was Drock, Tori, and Darren.
“Why are you coming together?”
“I came across it.”
“Oh, that’s the staff? Isn’t that cool?”
The inspectors always wore their gear during fencing classes. Even when it was not practice, swords and armor were required.
Rather, if you take your equipment and go around, you will be harshly reprimanded, saying that you are risking your life.
However, the wizard did not wear any equipment that would aid in magic. Even during practice, he could not use weapons such as staffs, orbs, or wands.
Of course, it was not widely distributed.
So it was the first time for Headler and Landt to see the staff.
Although magic majors have seen their instructors carrying staffs, swordsmen have never had the opportunity to see one.
“Yes. It’s a magic staff. It’s said to slightly increase the power of fire attribute magic. Isn’t it cool?”
“When did you get it?”
“The teaching assistant sent it to me a little while ago. He said it was an item provided by the committee.”
“Oh. Even wizards receive weapons when they go outside. And come to think of it, their clothes have changed as well.”
Darren was wearing brown robes instead of the uniform of the Special Forces Training School. Today, he was not trainee number 155 of the 4th class, but Darren, a 4th Circle wizard.
“I also received this.”
“That’s cool.”
The swordsmen were already wearing leather armor, swords, and shields. This was the basic attire for class.
