“Is the public church doing well? You must be busy, didn’t you force yourself to follow?”
“are you okay. I also have a lot of people I can trust. Rather, I followed it because I was curious.”
Rachel went inside my cloak and saw Mersephone sticking her head out. When Mersephone met Rachel’s gaze, she quickly closed her cloak like a window and hid.
It’s been like this a few times in Olymus as well.
Griff, the Minister of Home Affairs, said it was because he instinctively recognized the fanaticism in Rachel’s eyes.
It’s a funny joke, but I thought it was somehow persuasive.
Rachel smiled shyly.
“I heard that this kid has a higher class than Carly? And I was curious to hear that he changes his appearance like an angel. I wondered if I could see him at least once if I was with him.”
It’s a situation where Mersephone needs to use her traits.
Then it would have to be a pretty precarious situation.
“Ah, I see.”
Rachel clapped her hands.
“For this expedition, we have to hide our identities as much as possible, right? That would be difficult.”
Preferably. Not necessarily.
In some cases, you may have to show up.
I would like it to end without revealing it if possible.
thud
I turned my head to the sound of the ground shaking.
The one-eyed giant walked with the wooden barrel on his shoulder.
“Is that a monster?”
“okay.”
“He listens well without protesting.”
“It is one of the powers that the Holy Relic gives. Tiamar’s magical power has the property of controlling animals with strong instincts, so she can command monsters. Likewise, Akakosque’s magical power raises the dead.”
“Hmm.”
The ruling race of the Mycenae Empire is the vampire.
However, in terms of population ratio, vampires are almost at the bottom.
It’s nothing to do with the population, but if you look at the composition, the undead make up the absolute majority of the country is Mycenae. However, if a country had only vampires, corpses, and skeletons, how would it have created an empire?
It was because there was a monster to fill the gap between the vampires and the undead.
Mycenae was a country that commanded monsters of all kinds, including familiar monsters such as ogres, trolls, and cyclops, as well as beasts that had fought cavalry when they had previously faced the allied forces.
“It is a very special country. Excluding the undead, can’t it be considered a country of monsters in terms of population ratio?”
“You should see that.”
Other countries cannot do this.
Because only the Mycenae Empire uses the holy magic.
In other words, if you can’t use the magic contained in the holy relic, you can’t dominate the monsters. What would happen if we lose control in a country that maintains itself by managing monsters like this?
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“Instruct the gun to stand vertically on the ground after firing!”
“Your feet are twisted! Go in a row!”
While building the industrial complex, training was also conducted.
Skeletons, corpses, etc. were given wooden sticks imitating muskets, and ritual training was conducted. You might wonder what kind of training it is for a monster without reason, but the person receiving the training was a necromancer who controls the undead.
“Wow! Woo-woo! Sit in the front row!”
The movement of the undead was terrible.
Since they were unconscious, the sorcerer had to give orders one by one.
From simply holding an object in your hand to taking a few steps, to such trivial things. Otherwise, the undead were just standing or lying there.
Because of that, it was not as easy as I thought to form a formation and take turns. Of course, there was no need to give complex orders to the undead, so the biggest problem was the low level of magicians.
“You fool! What did I just say!”
“I said three rows of rows!”
“Then why are you falling for me!”
The reason why the level of the necromancer was low was because there was no reason to raise the level. There must be something to use the undead tactically.
Because the level of the undead was so low, they were used to maintain the front line while the main attack like beast troops pulverized the enemy.
It was better to train yourself than to develop the ability to control hundreds of undead. It was a common idea that the undead just needed to be ignorant and maintained.
So, when I forced ceremonial training, a lot of complaints broke out.
“What does this mean?”
During a training inspection, a servant immediately asked.
The family member in charge of education frowned.
The servant did not care about the gaze of his subordinates.
“Why do you need training to move the undead with precision? It is better to practice self-discipline in the time to train these things. What’s the use of a skeleton that can be smashed if you let go of just one beast?”
【Lv. 67]
This servant was of the highest level among the necromancers sent by Vlad. Compared to his blood relatives, he was far short of it, but he was still able to handle 600 undead by himself.
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Considering that there were as few as 200 other servants and as many as 500, the level was definitely high. And that kind of pride would cause a backlash for giving himself poor training.
“I don’t know how powerful that musket is, but it’s probably not as powerful as magic. If it’s as strong as magic, we’d better run into the lines with muskets. Rather than giving it to a skeleton with no ability.”
Behind him, the instructor in his class silently laughed.
Because he didn’t actually shoot because he was saving gunpowder, he couldn’t really feel the gunpowder weapon. Even though gunpowder weapons were inferior to the magic elves used, it wasn’t enough to hear such a thing.
‘That’s probably not all.’
There must be some things that we look at funny because we are human beings.
Even if you’ve never revealed your identity, you can’t ignore rumors.
At least, the fact that me and my family were human was dug out.
‘Because the tribe, which is nothing more than livestock, is receiving Vlad’s protection and giving them poor guidance. I’ll be filled with heat inside.’
“I’m sorry, Mr. Edar. I will warn you.”
“done.”
I raised my hand to the assistant to block it.
Will it be solved with attention? Words will only take time and the effect will be insignificant. You have to feel it. A weapon that is not considered equal is a weapon that should never be ignored.
“Gather all the necromancers.”
When he gave the order to assemble, the servant’s expression hardened.
He was wary of fear that I might borrow Vlad’s authority and criticize him. Even if I’m funny, my stomach isn’t funny. But I had no intention of blaming him for borrowing that mosquito’s authority.
“I will demonstrate myself.”
You say you’re doing it yourself?
Suspicious eyes were fixed on me.
I twisted the corner of my mouth and stretched out my right hand forward.
Then, Vlad’s ring generated magic power.
“…!”
The servants held their breath and opened their eyes wide.
I would have known instinctively. Vlad’s mana drifted over me.
The only vampires in this world are Vlad’s blood relatives. The only difference is how many generations you are away from Vlad. It was the same to reach Vlad when he found the progenitor. Therefore, the servants instinctively realized Vlad’s magical power.
“Wake up.”
sssss—
Magical power wrapped around the skeletons scattered on the parade ground.
All the necromancers dispatched to me are capable of dealing with tens of thousands of undead. However, if they dealt with the undead with precision, the number decreased to one-tenth. I raised 3,000 skeletons, one-tenth of that.
click, click
3,000 skeletons stood on their feet, striking bones.
“Move.”
With one wave of their hands, the group of skeletons lined up and marched in perfect order to one side of the parade ground. It was a natural movement that was completely different from what necromancers deal with.
“How so easily…”
“Didn’t you say you were human?”
“I don’t think even blood relatives can manipulate it like that…”
The group of skeletons circled the parade ground twice as if in a feverish ceremony, then grabbed muskets and aligned their ranks again.
Kurrr…!
The servants brought 21 iron bars where the beast was trapped.
【Lv. 37]
【Lv. 32]
【Lv. 39]
【Lv. 36]
【Lv. 41]
3,000 skulls and 21 beasts.
Ask who will win, and they will unanimously choose the beast.
The level of the beast was overwhelmingly high, so the number of thousands was meaningless. Even the servants shook their heads as I tried to deal with the beast with the skull.
“aiming.”
There was no need to speak because it was manipulated with magic, but I commanded it out loud so that the servants could hear it. Out of 3,000 pitches, 1,000 pitches came forward and aimed at the beast in three rows.
Bigger! kong! kong!
The beast barked and gnawed at the iron bars with its teeth.
It looked like a lion, but its height was doubled, its skin and fur were dark blue, and its teeth were long protruding tusks.
However, his intelligence was low compared to his high aggression, so the moment he opened the cage, he started running while looking straight ahead.
“shooting.”
The distance between the skeleton and the beast is half a hundred meters.
To the beast, this distance was really within an instant.
Ride on and on!
However, when the barracks opened and the beast jumped out, bullets also flew out of the musket. The 21 beasts kicked the ground twice in that short period of time, and the distance was halved before collapsing.
“…”
Silence fell.
Eyes wide open saw the beast hived by bullets.
The servants, realizing the power of the musket belatedly, fell silent, then moaned as field guns and siege guns were demonstrated. I couldn’t even think of closing my gaping mouth.
It’s obviously lacking compared to the magic of the elves, but what’s the problem with corpses or skeletons like consumables?
On the contrary, the power of the gunpowder weapon must have been realized even more when I thought so.
“Three rows in a row!”
Training went smoothly.
After a few weeks, the opportunity to show results came.
“Urgent news! The representative system has moved!”
The messenger hastily ran.
“His Majesty Vlad said, the enemy will widen the line before going into winter quarters. As a result, 9 enemy corps are gathering to fight the retreat. He said to send the necromancers provided to you as soon as possible. Have you checked?”
“Confirmed.”
I took the letter from the messenger and read it again.
The content is the same. Vlad’s urgency was melted into his notes.
“Please summon the necromancer. I will guide you.”
“no. I go.”
The messenger blinked.
“I will lead the army myself.”
Vampire Consulting (5)
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Mycenae was a country with a vast territory, befitting the name of an empire.
It was so cold in the north where I was building the industrial complex, but when I came down to join Vlad, the cold was gone and the weather was a little hot.
“Is that all?”
Kiryan, a blood relative sitting on a palanquin, asked me.
I wasn’t really asking out of curiosity. Since the power I led to join Vlad was only 57 necromancers and about 21,000 undead, they laughed at me, saying that this is also power.
“I was expecting that the northern part was doing strange things… but it was a support and what I brought was a skeleton worse than a goblin? Do you think your father called you because he didn’t have enough?”
Kiryan pointed at the army lined up in front of him.
His palanquin was on a hill, and beneath the hill was a wide, flat field that would soon become a battlefield. And his army lined up in the fields.
“Look. There are corpses scattered around.”
Kiryan’s army numbered about 50,000.
Vampire armies are usually numerous, mostly undead.
The low level of the undead was offset by quantity, and while the quantity bound the enemy, the main body made up of vampires and monsters used a simple tactic of crushing the enemy.
“At least I should have brought the monster.”
Kiryan’s army was a composition suitable for such tactics.
About 7,000 monsters belonged to the spear, and the remaining undead belonged to the shield. So when I brought him back without any monsters, he had no choice but to laugh. Isn’t it the Mojiri army without a main force?
“Isn’t that really all there is?”
The guy laughed at it to the fullest and asked back with a tone of “No way.”
“Not all.”
“Then where did you leave the rest?”
“well.”
Kiryan laughed and shook his head.
To think that I am bluffing that I have something I don’t have.
“I heard that some nasty man is getting protection because he is talking dirty things to my father. I thought you were a piece of trash that didn’t even know how to strategize. All you did was bring back the sorcerer your father lent you.”
It was an almost forced accusation.
Vlad promised to treat me like an emperor.
But how long has it been since I came to Mycenae?
It’s only been a few weeks. What can you achieve in this short amount of time?
“Did you think I didn’t know that you were planting strange people next to my father and making a fuss about it? Don’t be fooled. I mean, know your subjects and be humble.”
I’m talking about planting several members of the administrative circle next to Vlad.
Since I was promised real power, I put my hands on this and that administratively.
It was not the grandiose purpose of reforming Mycenae or the Empire, it was just an ulterior motive to squeeze the national power so that Mikena would embrace the representative system and sink.
It was a way to efficiently consume land, manpower, and materials. It was completely different from the way I developed the capabilities of the empire itself, like when I ruled the human empire.
“Kiryan-sama, the enemy is moving.”
“Damn it.”
Kiryan, who was glaring at me, looked forward.
Looking down from the hill, I could see the allied forces of the representative system in front of me.
“How many did you say there were?”
“A little over 16,000.”
If you look at the numbers alone, it’s 1/3 of Kiryan-kun’s.
However, it was the allied forces that actively took the offensive.
The one who hesitates as if withdrawing is Kiryan.
“What would you like to do?”
“wait! I’m thinking about it!”
Even while the enemy was approaching, they were still questioning whether to fight or not.
I was dumbfounded and shook my head inwardly.
‘Certainly, the level has dropped a lot.’
If Micenna had worked flawlessly, it would have been impossible for an incompetent person like Kiryan to assume command of the field.
However, the country that took on the worst situation to the extent that the capital was occupied was the Mycenae Empire.
‘According to what the messenger told me, the allies moved nine corps. Each corps will not be fully formed, so it will vary from 3,000 to 8,000. At least three legions.’
If we can defeat it here, even Vlad will be relieved.
It’s like destroying about 30% of the enemy power.
‘If I were that guy, I’d retreat.’
But if I were Kiryan, I would retreat right away.
I’m being pushed out of the power, so why do I have to fight.
Although the number was more than three times greater, the actual power was lousy.
‘The monster unit that corresponds to Kiryan-kun’s real strength is less than half of the enemy. The undead unit would have to catch more than half of the enemies to win, but it’s realistically impossible.’
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Since the enemy is too close, throw an undead unit as bait.
While the enemy is tied to the undead, the main force must flee.
‘Vlad and the spirit of the holy object that controls him will know that. Rather, I will be relieved that I did not lose my main force after encountering the enemy.’
The enemy knows the real power.
That is why it is boldly advancing.
‘The overall terrain of the battlefield is like Kiryan’s army is on a hill. Allies, on the other hand, have to climb from the bottom of the hill. It is said that he is confident of victory to the extent of enduring such disadvantages and fighting.’
Unless you’re an idiot, there’s no way you wouldn’t know.
Unless you are dreaming of personal success and wishing for a fluke, spinning here and now is an idiot.
“We must face it!”
“It is the same with the enemy as it is separated from the main unit!”
“Will we be outnumbered and outnumbered?”
The problem is that Karyan and his gang are idiots.
Kiryan pretended to ponder for a while, resting his chin solemnly before answering.
“good! Let’s fight.”
At that stupid answer, the guy’s army also started moving.
Those who died but did not die moved forward.
Smack!
It was a sloppy march.
During the march, they collided with each other and fell.
Kwajik!
The fallen corpses were crushed by the back row, and the necromancers did not blink an eye at this damage.
‘That’s messy. Even the word ragtag is not enough.’
Because it’s a common thing. Who is to blame for the non-combat loss of a few undead? The necromancer thought he had done his job by simply sending the undead forward and making them fight.
“human. You are watching.”
“You want me to watch you? Your hands must be short.”
“joy. What will you do to help?”
Kiryan raised his chin and pointed at me.
“Do you think I am pathetic enough to lend a hand to you? Don’t be funny, just watch. How do I crush my enemies. Watch what kind of end the idiots who attacked the Mycenae Empire will face.”
It was an attitude without the slightest doubt about victory.
“I will.”
I nodded and backed off.
He ordered the accompanying necromancers to place a group at the left end of Kiryan’s army. It’s just the placement anyway. marching did not
“Are you okay?”
The necromancer with good eyesight asked.
It was a battle with no chance of winning even for a single servant.
But the blood relative doesn’t know this fact.
It was the bleak reality of the Mycena Empire.
“It is Kiryan who has no chance, not me. This too is only expected. Nothing to worry about.”
I sat down on the stump.
A high hill with a clear view of the battlefield.
‘It’s first class.’
I smiled helplessly and rested my chin.
The battle has begun.
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In the depths of the dense forest, the sound of boom, boom drums resonated feebly.
At the same time as the sound of the drums, the members of the family who were sitting in the forest checking their weapons raised their heads. When they raised their heads, the necromancers who were watching with nervous expressions swallowed their saliva.
In the wide forest, 393 followers, 47 necromancers, and an undead army of nearly 20,000 were waiting for a signal.
“Sister.”
Some of the people approached Rachel.
Rachel was in a place where the sun was shining through the forest.
Kneeling and holding a holy relic in both hands, praying.
“Sister, the battle has begun.”
Rachel slowly opened her eyes and saw the holy relic.
It was daytime, but the holy relic shone with light.
it was a sign signal from her father.
“yes. I saw.”
Rachel got up from her seat.
Caw—
The cry of a crow, which was used as a family language by the family.
Bondi couldn’t hear that cry.
Because it was too far away.
waaa
However, the five senses of the familiar had nothing to do with the distance.
The five senses were passed on to the owner, and the owner’s thoughts were passed on to Rachel and all the household members around her. The situation on the battlefield seemed as vivid as if it were seen right in front of them.
Kwakwang! bang! bang!
An explosion caused by magic.
“f*cking beasts!”
“My arms! Aww! My, my paaal!”
“Stay still! I’ll break your head!”
Anger and screams burst out in the melee.