The Strategist Knows Everything

Once upon a time.

There was a city flourished by magic.

In the central part of the continent, where there are many warcraft, its city, known as the Albion, was transformed into a place where magicians and sages from all over the continent gathered.

And the time flowed, and with the great magicians as leaders, the city turned into a nation.

A white country that reigns in the central part of the continent and uses witchcraft and wisdom as a weapon to preserve the order of the continent.

To Albion.

……

I sent a cold gaze to Zach, who spoke in good spirits.

I have read the origins in many books. Now I am troubled if it is spoken in Doya's face.

Zach started panicking when he realized my gaze was cold.

"What? Didn't you like it?

"No, I mean, I don't like it, because I read it in a book and I knew it."

With a face that was likely to have a sound effect called Gunn, Zach expressed his shock.

I dropped my shoulders and left Zach alone, depressed, and I turned my gaze outside the carriage.

"Albion, the capital city…… that's tough."

"No matter how much it spreads, just to show you that the origin is here."

That's what Irene said.

I keep my gaze on the outside, hmm.

So much so that the carriage that entered the capital was taking a narrow path to avoid the eyes of men.

Thanks to this, I have not been able to see the beautiful and prestigious capital.

"Where are you headed?

"I don't know you."

"I guess. Then I'll change the question. What happens to me after this?

"I wonder if you can torture me? He's the evil man who grabbed Sophia. I don't think the people of Albion will forgive you, will they?

I close the window curtain that was open.

Dangerous. I was losing my mind. People in Albion think I caught Sophia.

If they find us, it's over.

"Dark hair and dark eyes are still fine, but if you can find them in that outfit, they'll catch you fast."

"Thanks for the advice…………."

"…… It's time."

When Eileen muttered so, the carriage stopped.

And the carriage door opens without interruption.

Eileen grabs my arm and drags it down from the carriage.

"Hey!?

"Don't make a scene. Because I'm not going to kill you."

Does that mean I'll do anything to the extent that I won't kill you?

I have a stomach ache.

When we get off, the carriage runs away.

There's no one around but us. The general public and the escorts who should have been there when they entered the capital.

"Follow me."

Less words, then, Eileen starts walking.

When you start walking to follow that, Zach will follow me.

It took the form of being pinched back and forth. Rather than being careful not to let me get away with it, I guess I'm more alert to raids from the enemy to see how they're both doing.

Eileen walked into a small house. Hurry after that and the darkness awaited.

In that darkness, someone grabs my arm and pulls me.

Pretty powerful. Well, I'm sure it's not Irene.

No, it's not even Zach. The breath of the guy pulling his arm can be heard from one head above me. Zach's height is no different than mine.

I'm being pulled by a third party in the house. Normally you would desperately run away, or think of a way to open it, but think circumstantially and think of it as Eileen's companion.

When that happens, is that house such as the entrance to the faction's lair to which Eileen belongs, or the meeting point?

I can hear the door opening from before. At the same time, too much dazzling light strikes me.

The light is too strong, my eyes hurt. But it doesn't matter, I get pulled.

I was left to be pulled, and as I was moving my leg, I was let go of my arm.

I manage to stay on my feet, keep my body, and slowly open my eyes.

The first thing I saw was a geometric floor. Slowly looking up from there, I found myself in a circular sort of place. That's in the middle, too.

If I looked up, I could see a sphere emitting light. It's floating where there's nothing, so is it occurring in sorcery, or was it created in the application of sorcery?

I finally started to get a clear vision, and when I looked around, I found out that where I was, it was a pretty big domed room.

There are chairs arranged on the outside of the circle, where many people sit. I can't even ask about the complexion, but the atmosphere is not very friendly.

"Where the hell......?

"This is the place to judge you."

I heard a voice coming from behind me, so I turned around, and a man of great age turned to me and flattened his hand at me.

The majority of people in Albion are magicians. And the magicians who come out on the front line can use magic with no aids.

So this palm won't be any different from the muzzle.

"Don't judge me...... did you bring me here for that?

"Of course."

"Thank you for your hard work……………………."

I went out of my way to play a force fight in my own country and spent a lot of effort bringing me here, just to judge, makes me laugh.

The leader of the faction to which Eileen belongs won't be this guy. Talent is not that high either. If Eileen is following this guy, it's disillusionment.

"You abducted and imprisoned the supreme maiden of our country, no, who gathers the respect of all the sorcerers! And even killed our countrymen and abused the national treasure that was supposed to protect us! That sin deserves to die!!

I won't deny the second half, but I'm not very much in the first half, but I can't snort.

Damn it, give me a break. Why is a guy like this partitioning this place?

Cheers for a man's words. But there's a part of it that's exciting.

Looks like most of them are deciding to stay still. Of course, they can't be on my side because they just decide to leave me out of it.

People who are going to be on my side are not showing up here. Where and what are you doing?

"I suggest an execution on this occasion, how about it!?

"Agreed!!

"Kill him!"

Noisy words fly out of the field.

But that would also have been emitted by some humans. The whole venue did not agree.

Not really.

"I got approval! Velis' warrior! Yukito Clay will be executed on this occasion!!

A sphere of flame floated in the man's palm.

I take the fan out of my pocket and point it at the man while I stick it in my mind because I didn't get the endorsement.

"If you're going to execute me for sorcery, stop it. It doesn't work."

"Divine Fan Clarus!? Why do you have it!?

"It's up to you because they didn't take it, right?

"You Irene Masefield! Are you out of your hands!!

The man pulled out his dagger while being evil.

It helps that you immediately gave up your attack with sorcery.

In the present situation, daggers are easier to deal with.

Combat power is similar. If it's enough to avoid an attack by a sorcerer who can't use magic, it won't matter.

That's what I thought, and when I dropped my hips, a voice of restraint came in.

"That's it."

I've been hearing a lot lately.

Looking at her voice, Irene and the man with the brown hair stood.

The talent of a brown-haired man is not pungent with only fifty cars. However, there are as many as ninety charms.

His name is Alfred Warden.

I don't recognize you on my face, and I'm not talented enough to be vigilant. But there was only one thing that bothered me.

The only person of the Royal Family of the Principality of Albion who has the sex of Warden is his surname.

But the Duke of Albion should have had no heir. For this reason, the son of the late brother of the Duke, or nephew, has the first right of inheritance, but the nephew should still be the baby.

I have never heard of anyone else in the royal family.

Who the hell is that man?

"What the hell is all this noise?

"Eileen Maysfield! You! Why do you keep the national treasure in the hands of this great sinner!!

"Because it was an order. More than that, I'm curious about the dagger in your hand?

The magnificent man looks at the dagger in his hand, and when he smacks his tongue small, he does it.

Eileen doesn't go in any further. I don't suppose you're willing to blame the man for his actions here.

And Eileen looks concerned about Alfred Warden lying next to her.

First, definitely the leader would be that guy.

Alfred stepped out in front of Eileen.

"Nice to meet you. Yukito Clay. There seems to have been a slight mistake and it made me feel bad."

Alfred's impression that he was approaching was that he was a good man.

The year is 28, but you look younger than that.

He's quite tall, but his body is thin overall and seems more suited to studying in the room than to bravely fight on the battlefield.

"No, I'm not feeling bad or anything.“ Your Highness. "

At that moment, a lot of people stood up and turned their backs on me.

Eileen broke in between Alfred and me, but there's a surprise in her face.

Alfred himself seemed surprised but immediately smiled.

"He's a Velis warrior who moves 10,000 troops like his hands and feet on the battlefield. It's not surprising that you know me."

"No, it's just plain old. If Macefield obeys, I thought it might be royalty, and let me sickle him. I saw you for the first time. I'm Yukito Clay, Captain Knox of the Velis Army."

"I see. Did you all get caught up in it? My name is Alfred Warden. A man who was the son of the current Duke and a prince."

It was, does that mean it's different now?

Did you lose your identity as a prince, or did you throw it away yourself?

But I guess I had to be manipulated by Stratos because I was losing my identity as a prince.

It shouldn't even mean you have any more evil feelings for Albion than you are thus creating factions that rival Stratos.

Unexpected, but convenient for me.

"I see. Then you'd better not call me Your Highness."

"Please, I'm hiding my identity. I go by the name of Al, so call me that."

"Okay. Master Al. So, why did you bring me here? If fans were the purpose, you should have taken them. If you want to embarrass me, you can go somewhere else, and you don't need to see Al."

Master Al leaves his neck wondering at my question and asks Eileen, who was a little behind him.

"For a long time, is it because of you, Eileen?

"I won't deny that. But he's not just being vigilant, he's trying Master Al."

"I knew you were trying. I was wondering if you were on guard. I want him to be a guest, right?

The room creeps over Master Al's words.

Well, I guess so. I was surprised, too.

"Dear Al! This guy is an enemy! And this is the man who grabbed Master Sophia!!

"That's not true. He is certainly a person of Velis and would be an enemy to Albion today. But for those of us who are trying to regain the Albion back when we were called keepers of order, we are not enemies. Anyway, you stopped Albion from making a mistake. Without him, Albion would have taken the lives of the innocent people of the Empire even further."

"That's a trick! It is an indisputable fact that this guy took the lives of our countrymen!

"Albion continues to take more lives than that. We don't deserve to blame him or anything. It's a mistake not to take your own life. And because it's a mistake, we're trying to make it right. Didn't you?"

"So, but! Master Sophia!

"During the civil unrest in Velis. When King Velis at the time targeted Master Sophia, he failed to protect Master Sophia. According to what I heard, at the time of his return to Albion, Master Sophia had no Klarus. As a sign of trust, didn't you give it to him?

And it's a funny story that he grabs Sophia for protecting her. Albion is dangerous now. So Master Sophia escaped. Below the most trustworthy. "

Master Al looks me in the eye with a serious look.

The atmosphere is not as unreliable as it was just now.

"That's what I predict, don't you think?

"It fits pretty much. However, Master Sophia didn't escape, she did. By my grandfather. And Klarus is just keeping it. I'll give it back someday."

"I'm glad you're who you thought you were.

From a very young age, Master Sophia has been wise. For a sorcerer, he shouldn't give Klarus, who can be the worst weapon, even if he dies. You should be able to predict the tragedy after I give it to you. "

That's what Al said.

It must have gone to everyone in the room, rather than to me.

"The man whom the supreme maiden of my Albion trusted. That's Yukito Clay. I want to welcome him as a companion. Would you agree?

Instead of words, applause happened.

If you ask the magnitude of that applause, you will know that the vast majority agreed.

In that applause, Master Al offers me his hand.

"My pleasure, Yukito."

Shake hands, I guess.

I'm still cooperating. I haven't said anything. But if you don't hold your hand here, your heart certificate will suck.

It's a big deal if you're after it.

While I thought so, I held Master Al's hand.