The meta conveyor belt is a flowing land. It is the most efficient means of transportation in the military.
It may not be the fastest method, but it is definitely the most efficient method. You can reach from the east end of the military base to the west end in a few days just by riding on it, and if you want to go faster, you can move as much as you can on it.
Whether by car or on foot. If you hurry, the speed increases as you rush. It was a masterpiece that even a hard military force could shrug its shoulders, with military-like efficiency and unparalleled flexibility.
But the land is fair. The Mother of the Earth is merciful to all equally, and even a land that flows like a river does not only harbor a military empire. Let everyone walk on it.
Whether it's an ally or an enemy of the military. All children of the earth.
Thanks to this, the military was in a situation where the enemy occupied the flowing land and had a headache.
“… I'll hear some nagging.”
The meta-conveyor belt, due to the nature of the flowing land, it is impossible to say exactly where it is, but it is a temporary headquarters built 10 km behind them.
Returning back from the conveyor belt, Historia took a cigarette and entered the largest container.
Inside the container, high-ranking officers including the general were having a meeting with the military map in front of them. Among her dogs, there were those whose status was higher than that of Historia, and Historia raised her head and went inside to find her seat.
Some generals turned their heads slightly and received the greeting. Among them, a middle-aged man with a cheerful impression, who sat at the top of the table, wrinkled his brows and sang Historia.
“Director of Historia. Where have you been?”
“I came to touch you for a moment.”
“Obviously, I would have said that solo operations were prohibited.”
“So you just shoot. Without fighting directly.”
Historia responded briefly and sat down. A reckless attitude as if he didn't care about his status or rituals.
But no one mentions it.
His opponent is a general, he is still young, so he is one of the strongest forces in the military even though his status is low. In terms of strength, it is one of the top five in the military. A one-man corps capable of performing operations alone.
You can't force an existence outside of the standard. It's either because the standard is broken, or the existence can't stand it and jump out.
One of the generals protected Historia.
“Commander. The warden was also followed for reconnaissance purposes. There were also achievements, so I blame it on this.”
“Ah? hey, lieutenant colonel. And what if you lose one of your stamina? I know that the operation is in vain! It's all made for our allies, but what if the key of the six generals moves at will?”
And, although some may not believe it, Historia was surprisingly steady. He was considerate of his subordinates and showed respect to other generals. Perhaps it was because of that, even though the generals sometimes pointed it out, they didn't really touch it.
because.
“When others talk? Uncle is the commander of the North, and he took a vacation and went to fight alone.”
Compared to Patraxion, who voluntarily submitted an application for leave and left for a duel, it was a cute little warlord who left after a little bit of friction.
Patraxion answered bluntly.
“Thanks to you for participating in this operation. If I was in the North, I wouldn't have come on time. And thanks to my exploration, I knew roughly the opponent’s strength.”
Historia answered, chewing on an unlit cigarette.
“I heard it from the correspondent. He said that Sijo was scared and just came back with no results.”
“It’s not that I was afraid, it was that I couldn’t find any reason to fight for my life. As the saying goes, wouldn't it be a loss if the Yuk Jangseong died in such a place? In addition, there are a rabbit-like child and a fox-like wife waiting at home.”
“I thought so deeply, why didn’t I think of it before I went there?”
“… This is what you talk about.”
“Pooh… . Oh, there was no fire.”
“Are you ignoring me at all now?”
Historia is the only one who can deal with Patraxion, who is the best in the military in terms of strength and experience. The generals were proud of Historia, who spoke coldly instead of those who kept their mouths shut.
“boy… You really thank my daughter. If it weren't for a daughter your size, she would have looked after her hands in the evening.”
Patraxion murmured, but stopped blaming it. Instead, he glanced back at the table and called for his staff.
“Anyway, the general from reconnaissance is back, so let’s start the meeting. chief of staff. Please explain.”
“Then, let’s get started.”
The staff inserted one packet into the bio-terminal. When the magical energy was infused, the alchemist made of magic woven a piece of cloth and wrapped his arms around him. After the implementation, the staff untied the fabric.
The cloth that wrapped around the chief's arm was a military warfare made out of packets.
If you can create a form, so can a painting. Packet technology was developed enough to contain information, and the military was the first to borrow it.
As the staff unwrapped the cloth on the table, a large map of all parts of the military was literally unfolded.
“This is their current position, and this is the position of allies waiting behind them.”
In the military territory separated by thick borders, the meta-conveyor belt highlighted by a wide oval looked like a military framework. It is depicted clearly larger than its actual size, encircling the military.
To the southeast of the oval, over one place, the staff's pointing rod was hung. The pointer rod moved slowly on the belt.
“If we keep going like this, we will stop for a while at the Far East stop, then change direction and head northwest. If you keep following the belt as it is, you will go around the military once. However, they will not remain in the military while they are being pursued. You will definitely get to the Far East staging area, or you will get out of the belt flow just before or on the way.”
As soon as the pointing rod reached the Far East landing, it got out of the belt and started moving separately. It seemed like a foul to run on empty ground while following the road a while ago, but the staff's staff calmly ran on the map at the same speed.
The place where the pointer rod ran through the empty land without roads and reached.
“Probably, we predict that we will leave this way and head for the East Coast Road. either by land or by water. We will head north at any cost.”
Patraxion, who was staring down at the map, looked at the dark land that existed above the coastal road with a slightly reluctant expression. A country that is portrayed darkly and murky even on a map, a country where even a human being feels repulsive to even put it in their mouth.
“If it’s north along the coastal road, then to the Principality?”
If you head straight to the east, you will see a sea of sea chests. An abyss that only sinks forever, where unknown monsters run rampant. Between the sea and the mountains is a dark, always foggy land.
The staff nodded, pointing at it with her staff.
“The progenitor, Tirkanzaka, is the lord of vampires. If you've been sleeping for a long time and are being pursued when you wake up, it makes sense to head towards the Principality with your allies. Its existence alone is a nation… . He is also a vampire. If he knows his weaknesses better than anyone else, he will not slow down his forces and will not stop in the midst of an army.”
The conclusion was one.
Whether you want to kill the enemy or try to subdue it. It must be subdued before approaching the coastal road.
Historia, who had been quietly listening to the story, said in a squashed voice. No one knew if it was because she had a cigarette in her mouth, or if it was simply because she had a lot of energy.
“We must gather our forces at the Far East base and attack them. The Far East stop is a turning point, and there is a huge delta repairing the meta conveyor belt. There we can surround them with enough troops.”
The position was one rank higher than that of the staff, but the staff had their own formalities towards Historia, and explained them in a respectful and detailed manner.
“Based on the commander’s judgment, the command has issued an order to pressure with the goal of eviction if suppression is not sufficient.”
“However.”
“A large-scale siege operation is irrational. The enemy is few, powerful, and multi-positioned. If they even kill the founder of the principality while carrying out a siege operation, the military will be in trouble. At the very least, it should have an amicable relationship with the principality. In addition… .”
The staff seemed to be embarrassed to bring up these words, but looking at the eyes of the generals gathered here, he added a small comment.
“At first, I couldn’t even guarantee that it was a win-win. After the political confrontation with Seonghwangcheong, neither saints nor bishops were assigned to the military. Vampires, on the other hand, are ancient mysteries, beings that rule over all lifeless things. If time drags and night comes. We could be the losers.”
Putting aside optimism, a military-like rational judgment.
However, it was unacceptable for Historia. Hameln, countless lives buried under that cursed river. The truth of the incident, which you thought you could never find, is right in front of you, so you should miss it.
If the military does not tolerate it, even alone.
The moment Historia was about to get up from her seat.
“This is Military Signal Officer Pi. We issue orders directly from the headquarters.”
A dry, hard voice resounded through the conference hall. The stars that filled the conference hall turned their heads all at once to the messenger who brought the news. In particular, Historia's face was more fierce and desperate than ever.
The eyes of many generals turned to one place. Although it might be withdrawn below him, the signalman continued to report in a dignified manner.
『Declassified as of the present time. According to the emergency dispatch order from the headquarters, Captain Frelbjor will arrive soon.”
The moment the news was delivered, the light of agitation spread among the generals. The light wasn't worry or fear, but a trembling full of power when something solid supported their backs.
Even Historia couldn't hide her excitement and clenched her fists inside.
However, Patraxion, who was sitting alone at the top of the table, put on his roughly worn hat. He muttered, covering his face so that his expression could not be seen.
“When they were heading to the capital, they ordered an active evasion of engagement, and now they are about to retreat, so I call the old lady… ? I don't understand.”
The only Magist in the military. The creator of ritual magic.
The most common wizard and war mage.
Milky Way.
Magi (魔將), Captain Frelbjor.
“What do you think, Command? Is it really going to be a real war against just the three of us?”
It is not here, and no one knows its true identity.
Towards the command center, who only gave orders through the signalmen, Patraxion muttered a little.