Reincarnated into a Game as the Hero’s Friend - Chapter 28
I departed the capital to a plain that’s located between the Veritza Fortress and the capital as a centurion. On a weekday. Yey! Finally an excuse to skip class… to battle. Not exactly a safer choice, isn’t it?
The plain I’m going to is a nameless plain in the game, but in this world, it’s called Hildea Plain. Another difference compared to the game.
I departed with a 300-men regular army. Though I said ‘regular army’, it’s still composed of knights and orderlies. According to my arrangement with the Crown Prince, this army is deployed in the name of training. The training period is 1 week.
Even though a 300-men army might seem small, the number of supplies needed is quite large. Let’s say we give 1 piece of bread per person for every meal with 3 meals a day. For a week, that means 6,300 pieces of bread. If we also count cheese, meat, and wines, and horses feed, the amount of food alone is already enormous. Other than food, an army also needs weapons, armor, rain gear, and snow gear. That’s why an army is essentially a money leech.
What’s important is the purpose of this training. The training itself is real, not just a front to help Veritza Fortress. I want the army to train in group battles and I also want to do an area magic experiment.
If we only looked at the knights and soldiers of this world, then this world can be categorized as a medieval world or at most an early modern world. But the power of area magic of this world is close to the power of modern weapons like hand grenades, napalm bombs, or flamethrowers.
Small fry demons in the vicinity of the capital won’t use area magic, but in the dungeon where the boss is one of 4 Heavenly Kings, then even the small fry will use area magic. I need to prepare in case the armies of the 4 Heavenly Kings attacked the royal palace.
In other words, one of the purposes of this training is to prevent the destruction of the royal palace and to minimize the victims of area magic.
All this time, I only thought about how to escape the capital if it gets attacked, but since I now have another goal, I need to also think about how to fight.
Still, creating a way to tackle area magic is difficult. Maybe if the battlefield is an open field or a trench I can do something. Though making the knights dig some trench is another separate problem.
But what if the battlefield is in the palace? There’s no way the army can dig a hole in the royal palace’s floor, right? Though magic nullifies other magic a.k.a counter magic does exist, but the number of human mages that can use it pales in comparison to the number of demon mages.
In the past week, I burned my brain cells to think of a way to handle it. I researched the magic system of this world and consulted with both great mages of the royal court and the kingdom’s influential people.
The Prime Minister even put an expectation on me, saying that if I succeeded, then it means I have contributed to the advance of the Bain Kingdom. I just hope His Excellency stops putting that kind of expectation on me. It’s not like I was doing it for the kingdom’s advancement either.
“Then, I wish to begin the experiment.”
“Alright, I’ll be counting on you all.”
Mage Fogto is the name of the person who first said to begin the experiment. He’s a member of the royal court’s mage division and a young but excellent mage. Though they call him young, he’s about 10 years older than me. No, it was me who was too young.
Count Cres George Shandel is the name of the person who answered Fogto. The Count is in his mid-forties. He’s a quite handsome man. No! I’m not envious in the slightest!
As for me, I’m here as a centurion, but since the men I led, the Zeavert army, is considered an expert in group fighting (though I very much want to deny it), so they become the core of the whole army.
My title is ‘centurion’, but the number of people I actually lead is only 60, not 100. The 220 men out of the remaining 240 men are composed of the subordinates of Count Shandel and other nobles.
10 out of the remaining 20 men are members of the royal court mage division with various levels of ability, while the last 10 men are civil officers who work as ‘Battlefield Secretary Officers’ here to record what we are doing.
The team of 10 mages faced the prepared marked plain ground and shot their offensive magic simultaneously. The sound of impact, the flash, and the blast told us the fact that the attack had reached the marked place. The sight of a completely destroyed mark is quite something.
In this world, even if the mages used the same magic, there is bound to be a difference in the spell’s power, and this also happens even if the same mage uses the same magic.
This randomness might be one of the game’s faults. Besides me who’s filled with thought are Count Shandel and his aide, Viscount Grellman. They both nodded while looking at the destroyed mark.
“The spell has a splendid destructive power, doesn’t it?”
“Yeah. The mage must’ve studied quite a bit.”
Count Shandel answered Viscount Grellman’s question and I also nodded along with them. But my real evaluation of the magic is just ‘not too bad’. Of course, it has destructive power. It was better than my crude magic.
But in comparison to the magic used by the hero party, I feel like it isn’t enough to fight the demon army.
Still, I might be wrong as my judgment is only of the level ‘I feel it might be weaker than the magic of the hero’s party’. I also don’t really remember the exact strength of the game’s opponent, so I don’t have enough ability to precisely appraise the level of these mages.
This is the time that I wish I had some kind of cheat ability.
As I was hoping for the impossible, the secretary officers finished putting another mark.
“Start the second experiment!”
“Mage team, prepare!”
“Every unit, go to your position! Prepare the magic tools!”
I also raised my voice. The experiment itself isn’t anything difficult. A bit of mistake is fine as long as it didn’t exceed the already calculated margin of error. As for a large-scale experiment, if there’s a chance, it will be done later.
“Everyone is already in their position!”
“Activate the magic tools!”
“Magic tools activation complete!”
People who surrounded both the mage team and the mark activated the magic tools simultaneously. Most magic tools are just normal magic tools used for daily activity. Well, our only concern when gathering the magic tools is their amount, so that’s normal.
It does look like a funny sight. I mean, soldiers carrying magic lamps that are used at night are normal, but soldiers carrying magic tools that look like clothes iron and magic tools that use a magic stone to release heat that looks like a portable stove?
With an order from the Count, the mage team shoots the same magic as before in the direction of the mark. Once again, an explosion occurred, but this time both the sound and the blast are considerably weaker than before.
After the smoke cleared up, the sight of the mark that is a bit worn out but still keeping its original shape filled everyone’s gaze.
“It’s a success.”
Surprise, admiration, and dumbfounded voices filled my ears. Some of the voices belonged to the knights who stared at the iron in their hands. It’s dangerous, so I hope they didn’t forget to turn the iron off before touching it.
A further experiment is still needed, but it seems like my hypothesis is correct.
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