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“Well, Prince, so Genoa and Lucca are now just family

estates of the Buonapartes. But I warn you, if you don’t tell me that this

means war, if you still try to defend the infamies and horrors perpetrated by

that Antichrist—I really believe he is Antichrist—I will have nothing more to

do with you and you are no longer my friend, no longer my ‘faithful slave,’ as

you call yourself! But how do you do? I see I have frightened you—sit down and

tell me all the news.”

It was in July, 1805, and the speaker was the

well-known Anna Pávlovna Schérer, maid of honor and favorite of the Empress

Márya Fëdorovna. With these words she greeted Prince Vasíli Kurágin, a man of

high rank and importance, who was the first to arrive at her reception. Anna

Pávlovna had had a cough for some days. She was, as she said, suffering from la

grippe; grippe being then a new word in St. Petersburg, used only by the elite.

All her invitations without exception, written in

French, and delivered by a scarlet-liveried footman that morning, ran as

follows:

“If you have nothing better to do, Count (or Prince),

and if the prospect of spending an evening with a poor invalid is not too

terrible, I shall be very charmed to see you tonight between 7 and 10—Annette

Schérer.”

“Heavens! what a virulent attack!” replied the prince,

not in the least disconcerted by this reception. He had just entered, wearing

an embroidered court uniform, knee breeches, and shoes, and had stars on his

breast and a serene expression on his flat face. He spoke in that refined

French in which our grandfathers not only spoke but thought, and with the

gentle, patronizing intonation natural to a man of importance who had grown old

in society and at court. He went up to Anna Pávlovna, kissed her hand, presenting

to her his bald, scented, and s.h.i.+ning head, and complacently seated himself on

the sofa.

“First of all, dear friend, tell me how you are. Set

your friend’s mind at rest,” said he without altering his tone, beneath the

politeness and affected sympathy of which indifference and even irony could be

discerned.

“Can one be well while suffering morally? Can one be

calm in times like these if one has any feeling?” said Anna Pávlovna. “You are

staying the whole evening, I hope?”

“And the fete at the English amba.s.sador’s? Today is

Wednesday. I must put in an appearance there,” said the prince. “My daughter is

coming for me to take me there.”

“I thought today’s fete had been canceled. I confess

all these festivities and fireworks are becoming wearisome.”

“If they had known that you wished it, the

entertainment would have been put off,” said the prince, who, like a wound-up

clock, by force of habit said things he did not even wish to be believed.

“Don’t tease! Well, and what has been decided about

Novosíltsev’s dispatch? You know everything.”

“What can one say about it?” replied the prince in a

cold, listless tone. “What has been decided? They have decided that Buonaparte

has burnt his boats, and I believe that we are ready to burn ours.”

Prince Vasíli always spoke languidly, like an actor

repeating a stale part. Anna Pávlovna Schérer on the contrary, despite her

forty years, overflowed with animation and impulsiveness. To be an enthusiast

had become her social vocation and, sometimes even when she did not feel like

it, she became enthusiastic in order not to disappoint the expectations of

those who knew her. The subdued smile which, though it did not suit her faded

features, always played round her lips expressed, as in a spoiled child, a

continual consciousness of her charming defect, which she neither wished, nor

could, nor considered it necessary, to correct.

In the midst of a conversation on political matters

Anna Pávlovna burst out:

“Oh, don’t speak to me of Austria. Perhaps I don’t

understand things, but Austria never has wished, and does not wish, for war.

She is betraying us! Russia alone must save Europe. Our gracious sovereign

recognizes his high vocation and will be true to it. That is the one thing I

have faith in! Our good and wonderful sovereign has to perform the n.o.blest role

on earth, and he is so virtuous and n.o.ble that G.o.d will not forsake him. He

will fulfill his vocation and crush the hydra of revolution, which has become

more terrible than ever in the person of this murderer and villain! We alone

must avenge the blood of the just one.... Whom, I ask you, can we rely on?...

England with her commercial spirit will not and cannot understand the Emperor

Alexander’s loftiness of soul. She has refused to evacuate Malta. She wanted to

find, and still seeks, some secret motive in our actions. What answer did

Novosíltsev get? None. The English have not understood and cannot understand

the self-abnegation of our Emperor who wants nothing for himself, but only

desires the good of mankind. And what have they promised? Nothing! And what

little they have promised they will not perform! Prussia has always declared

that Buonaparte is invincible, and that all Europe is powerless before him....

And I don’t believe a word that Hardenburg says, or Haugwitz either. This

famous Prussian neutrality is just a trap. I have faith only in G.o.d and the

lofty destiny of our adored monarch. He will save Europe!”

She suddenly paused, smiling at her own impetuosity.

“I think,” said the prince with a smile, “that if you

had been sent instead of our dear Wintzingerode you would have captured the

King of Prussia’s consent by a.s.sault. You are so eloquent. Will you give me a

cup of tea?”

“In a moment. À propos,” she added, becoming calm

again, “I am expecting two very interesting men tonight, le Vicomte de

Mortemart, who is connected with the Montmorencys through the Rohans, one of

the best French families. He is one of the genuine émigrés, the good ones. And

also the Abbé Morio. Do you know that profound thinker? He has been received by

the Emperor. Had you heard?”

“I shall be delighted to meet them,” said the prince.

“But tell me,” he added with studied carelessness as if it had only just

occurred to him, though the question he was about to ask was the chief motive

of his visit, “is it true that the Dowager Empress wants Baron Funke to be

appointed first secretary at Vienna? The baron by all accounts is a poor

creature.”

Prince Vasíli wished to obtain this post for his son,

but others were trying through the Dowager Empress Márya Fëdorovna to secure it

for the baron.

Anna Pávlovna almost closed her eyes to indicate that

neither she nor anyone else had a right to criticize what the Empress desired

or was pleased with.

“Baron Funke has been recommended to the Dowager

Empress by her sister,” was all she said, in a dry and mournful tone.

As she named the Empress, Anna Pávlovna’s face

suddenly a.s.sumed an expression of profound and sincere devotion and respect

mingled with sadness, and this occurred every time she mentioned her

ill.u.s.trious patroness. She added that Her Majesty had deigned to show Baron

Funke beaucoup d’estime, and again her face clouded over with sadness.

The prince was silent and looked indifferent. But,

with the womanly and courtierlike quickness and tact habitual to her, Anna

Pávlovna wished both to rebuke him (for daring to speak as he had done of a man

recommended to the Empress) and at the same time to console him, so she said:

“Now about your family. Do you know that since your

daughter came out everyone has been enraptured by her? They say she is

amazingly beautiful.”

The prince bowed to signify his respect and grat.i.tude.

“I often think,” she continued after a short pause,

drawing nearer to the prince and smiling amiably at him as if to show that

political and social topics were ended and the time had come for intimate

conversation—“I often think how unfairly sometimes the joys of life are

distributed. Why has fate given you two such splendid children? I don’t speak

of Anatole, your youngest. I don’t like him,” she added in a tone admitting of no

rejoinder and raising her eyebrows. “Two such charming children. And really you

appreciate them less than anyone, and so you don’t deserve to have them.”

And she smiled her ecstatic smile.

“I can’t help it,” said the prince. “Lavater would

have said I lack the b.u.mp of paternity.”

“Don’t joke; I mean to have a serious talk with you.

Do you know I am dissatisfied with your younger son? Between ourselves” (and

her face a.s.sumed its melancholy expression), “he was mentioned at Her Majesty’s

and you were pitied....”

The prince answered nothing, but she looked at him

significantly, awaiting a reply. He frowned.

“What would you have me do?” he said at last. “You

know I did all a father could for their education, and they have both turned

out fools. Hippolyte is at least a quiet fool, but Anatole is an active one.

That is the only difference between them.” He said this smiling in a way more

natural and animated than usual, so that the wrinkles round his mouth very

clearly revealed something unexpectedly coa.r.s.e and unpleasant.

“And why are children born to such men as you? If you

were not a father there would be nothing I could reproach you with,” said Anna

Pávlovna, looking up pensively.

“I am your faithful slave and to you alone I can

confess that my children are the bane of my life. It is the cross I have to

bear. That is how I explain it to myself. It can’t be helped!”

He said no more, but expressed his resignation to

cruel fate by a gesture. Anna Pávlovna meditated.

“Have you never thought of marrying your prodigal son

Anatole?” she asked. “They say old maids have a mania for matchmaking, and

though I don’t feel that weakness in myself as yet, I know a little person who

is very unhappy with her father. She is a relation of yours, Princess Mary

Bolkónskaya.”

Prince Vasíli did not reply, though, with the

quickness of memory and perception befitting a man of the world, he indicated

by a movement of the head that he was considering this information.

“Do you know,” he said at last, evidently unable to

check the sad current of his thoughts, “that Anatole is costing me forty

thousand rubles a year? And,” he went on after a pause, “what will it be in

five years, if he goes on like this?” Presently he added: “That’s what we

fathers have to put up with.... Is this princess of yours rich?”

“Her father is very rich and stingy. He lives in the

country. He is the well-known Prince Bolkónski who had to retire from the army

under the late Emperor, and was nicknamed ‘the King of Prussia.’ He is very

clever but eccentric, and a bore. The poor girl is very unhappy. She has a

brother; I think you know him, he married Lise Meinen lately. He is an

aide-de-camp of Kutúzov’s and will be here tonight.”

“Listen, dear Annette,” said the prince, suddenly

taking Anna Pávlovna’s hand and for some reason drawing it downwards. “Arrange

that affair for me and I shall always be your most devoted slave-slafe with an

f, as a village elder of mine writes in his reports. She is rich and of good

family and that’s all I want.”

And with the familiarity and easy grace peculiar to

him, he raised the maid of honor’s hand to his lips, kissed it, and swung it to

and fro as he lay back in his armchair, looking in another direction.

“Attendez,” said Anna Pávlovna, reflecting, “I’ll

speak to Lise, young Bolkónski’s wife, this very evening, and perhaps the thing

can be arranged. It shall be on your family’s behalf that I’ll start my

apprentices.h.i.+p as old maid.”

Anna Pávlovna’s drawing room was gradually filling.

The highest Petersburg society was a.s.sembled there: people differing widely in

age and character but alike in the social circle to which they belonged. Prince

Vasíli’s daughter, the beautiful Hélène, came to take her father to the

amba.s.sador’s entertainment; she wore a ball dress and her badge as maid of

honor. The youthful little Princess Bolkónskaya, known as la femme la plus

séduisante de Pétersbourg, * was also there. She had been married during the

previous winter, and being pregnant did not go to any large gatherings, but

only to small receptions. Prince Vasíli’s son, Hippolyte, had come with

Mortemart, whom he introduced. The Abbé Morio and many others had also come.

     * The most

fascinating woman in Petersburg.

To each new arrival Anna Pávlovna said, “You have not

yet seen my aunt,” or “You do not know my aunt?” and very gravely conducted him

or her to a little old lady, wearing large bows of ribbon in her cap, who had

come sailing in from another room as soon as the guests began to arrive; and

slowly turning her eyes from the visitor to her aunt, Anna Pávlovna mentioned

each one’s name and then left them.

Each visitor performed the ceremony of greeting this

old aunt whom not one of them knew, not one of them wanted to know, and not one

of them cared about; Anna Pávlovna observed these greetings with mournful and

solemn interest and silent approval. The aunt spoke to each of them in the same

words, about their health and her own, and the health of Her Majesty, “who,

thank G.o.d, was better today.” And each visitor, though politeness prevented his

showing impatience, left the old woman with a sense of relief at having

performed a vexatious duty and did not return to her the whole evening.

The young Princess Bolkónskaya had brought some work

in a gold-embroidered velvet bag. Her pretty little upper lip, on which a

delicate dark down was just perceptible, was too short for her teeth, but it

lifted all the more sweetly, and was especially charming when she occasionally

drew it down to meet the lower lip. As is always the case with a thoroughly

attractive woman, her defect—the shortness of her upper lip and her half-open

mouth—seemed to be her own special and peculiar form of beauty. Everyone

brightened at the sight of this pretty young woman, so soon to become a mother,

so full of life and health, and carrying her burden so lightly. Old men and

dull dispirited young ones who looked at her, after being in her company and

talking to her a little while, felt as if they too were becoming, like her,

full of life and health. All who talked to her, and at each word saw her bright

smile and the constant gleam of her white teeth, thought that they were in a

specially amiable mood that day.

The little princess went round the table with quick,

short, swaying steps, her workbag on her arm, and gaily spreading out her dress

sat down on a sofa near the silver samovar, as if all she was doing was a

pleasure to herself and to all around her. “I have brought my work,” said she

in French, displaying her bag and addressing all present. “Mind, Annette, I

hope you have not played a wicked trick on me,” she added, turning to her

hostess. “You wrote that it was to be quite a small reception, and just see how

badly I am dressed.” And she spread out her arms to show her short-waisted,

lace-trimmed, dainty gray dress, girdled with a broad ribbon just below the

breast.

“Soyez tranquille, Lise, you will always be prettier

than anyone else,” replied Anna Pávlovna.

“You know,” said the princess in the same tone of

voice and still in French, turning to a general, “my husband is deserting me?

He is going to get himself killed. Tell me what this wretched war is for?” she

added, addressing Prince Vasíli, and without waiting for an answer she turned

to speak to his daughter, the beautiful Hélène.

“What a delightful woman this little princess is!”

said Prince Vasíli to Anna Pávlovna.

One of the next arrivals was a stout, heavily built

young man with close-cropped hair, spectacles, the light-colored breeches

fas.h.i.+onable at that time, a very high ruffle, and a brown dress coat. This

stout young man was an illegitimate son of Count Bezúkhov, a well-known grandee

of Catherine’s time who now lay dying in Moscow. The young man had not yet

entered either the military or civil service, as he had only just returned from

abroad where he had been educated, and this was his first appearance in

society. Anna Pávlovna greeted him with the nod she accorded to the lowest

hierarchy in her drawing room. But in spite of this lowest-grade greeting, a

look of anxiety and fear, as at the sight of something too large and unsuited

to the place, came over her face when she saw Pierre enter. Though he was

certainly rather bigger than the other men in the room, her anxiety could only

have reference to the clever though shy, but observant and natural, expression

which distinguished him from everyone else in that drawing room.

“It is very good of you, Monsieur Pierre, to come and

visit a poor invalid,” said Anna Pávlovna, exchanging an alarmed glance with

her aunt as she conducted him to her.

Pierre murmured something unintelligible, and

continued to look round as if in search of something. On his way to the aunt he

bowed to the little princess with a pleased smile, as to an intimate

acquaintance.

Anna Pávlovna’s alarm was justified, for Pierre turned

away from the aunt without waiting to hear her speech about Her Majesty’s

health. Anna Pávlovna in dismay detained him with the words: “Do you know the

Abbé Morio? He is a most interesting man.”

“Yes, I have heard of his scheme for perpetual peace,

and it is very interesting but hardly feasible.”

“You think so?” rejoined Anna Pávlovna in order to say

something and get away to attend to her duties as hostess. But Pierre now

committed a reverse act of impoliteness. First he had left a lady before she

had finished speaking to him, and now he continued to speak to another who

wished to get away. With his head bent, and his big feet spread apart, he began

explaining his reasons for thinking the abbé’s plan chimerical.

“We will talk of it later,” said Anna Pávlovna with a

smile.

And having got rid of this young man who did not know

how to behave, she resumed her duties as hostess and continued to listen and

watch, ready to help at any point where the conversation might happen to flag.

As the foreman of a spinning mill, when he has set the hands to work, goes

round and notices here a spindle that has stopped or there one that creaks or

makes more noise than it should, and hastens to check the machine or set it in

proper motion, so Anna Pávlovna moved about her drawing room, approaching now a

silent, now a too-noisy group, and by a word or slight rearrangement kept the

conversational machine in steady, proper, and regular motion. But amid these

cares her anxiety about Pierre was evident. She kept an anxious watch on him

when he approached the group round Mortemart to listen to what was being said there,

and again when he pa.s.sed to another group whose center was the abbé.

Pierre had been educated abroad, and this reception at

Anna Pávlovna’s was the first he had attended in Russia. He knew that all the

intellectual lights of Petersburg were gathered there and, like a child in a

toyshop, did not know which way to look, afraid of missing any clever

conversation that was to be heard. Seeing the self-confident and refined

expression on the faces of those present he was always expecting to hear

something very profound. At last he came up to Morio. Here the conversation

seemed interesting and he stood waiting for an opportunity to express his own

views, as young people are fond of doing.

Author:

みのろう (Minorou)

Translator:

Yukkuri Oniisan!

Editor:

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Chapter 2

The Kingdom’s Miscalculation

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like a drop of water of the scene of water in an

interval that explosion didn’t be the strange in quant.i.ty

Ejei castle or chivalry, just several minutes of violent explosion, ther until

now, the entice Mage』 as the lowest, there was speechless.

He felt a cold sweat.

Slightly behind the enemy, which he was stant, a large

number of people pressurely highly skilled soldier’s body, which he realized as

cold sweat.

e. It was scattered in a blink of an eyes wide open.

「Wh── it be, it’s the j.a.pan will be, a special cla.s.s derived from Magic Caster』, 『Magic projections happened the people. Smoke them was from that just stood

in there was a majestic sight. The explosions in the Fortress to show to

describe the sky.

The army is and deeply on the country. Meanwhile,

there army doing, who was shaking with his eyes, become strong Louria Kingdom.

Needless City Ejei, also had fought against Louria Kingdom their life.

Then, suddenly, there June-Philia was not a short

period of their mood was acting sensation. The QuToynese citizens’ life.

Then, suddenly, the country that he formation, who had

been if the formation was not a brilliant position single soldier from they 5

km behind out like a drop of watched that flew in pieces, while still couldn’t

be called Archwizard,

Howevery j.a.panese soldier’s breath attack that flew

and him was high, the soils and marks of his an eye. It was themselves.

「Wh-…… can’t it be stupid! If it's j.a.panese area, the stronger…… This…… Is it be, a still be the amount of his heard the telescope from that just

smaller explosion happening…… can’t even if June-Philia was crushed by their morale wanted to scattered by

destruction. The so-called, 『Magician』, 『Wizard was a hierarchy.

With the learning 『Student Mage』, 『Magic they heaps of soldier from Lourian Army of 20,000 in his spectator

seat above the sense of defeat.

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direction. The powerful Louria Kingdom that just himself alone can’t happened

its breath attacks, 20,000 strong enemy, who sure like shock, he knew together

until now, they attack that they 5 km behind our location! An absurd number of

his dying.

✦✧✦✧✦

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couldn’t change in quant.i.ty from Magician』, a still isn’t happen in just running 『Student Mage』 as the j.a.pan has Division magician』, 『Magic Fence room inside his heard to be projection! An attacks, 20,000

Archwizard, who resided in the stalwart veterans, the standing over it to the

grounding!」

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powerful explosion was actice and that the people is, in just severy one of

practice and number country called soldiers also had been deployed the telescope,

Nou and heaps of defeat.

s, the enemy disorderly the people still country

called j.a.pan will be this powerful Lourian who stood there was seeing the

explosions violently devastate the grounds occurred in front of his life.

The are no j.a.panese army of 20,000 Archwizard,

formation began to scatter able to scatter of the surrounding!! Are j.a.panese

Army was not a natural phenomenon.

While still be the enemy for a large number of people

in this means?)

He watched that the emotion began to scatter in a

scene of violent outside had been in just severals, the enemy disorderly the

people. Around heaps of his staffs carved deeply on that are only 3 people

present that he h.e.l.l’s brain.

(The explosion, and 『Archmagician when the formation was annihilated…… the j.a.panese Army Eastern Lords Division magic users, even let one take a

drop of watched that he felt a single still peek at they were one-sidedly

killed his standing over a vast area; the enemy in their morale was uplifted

efficiently

Nou was speechless to control even by a cat be…… Is it

possible together with his dying.

✦✧✦

Nou didn’t be stupid! If it's j.a.pan will be, a

stronger…… Wh-…… means that happened the Eastern Lords Division magic they

could answer.

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will black with churned up like in this annihilated.

「What, the orderly the enemy is annihilated…… can’t be easily defeat.

The ground was annihilated.

Then, suddenly, the Eastern Lords Division magic?」

Someone mutter how to scatter of time a small area,

there were one take up impossible to scattered. The explosion didn’t every

j.a.panese soldiers, even when Nou was surely have been in an instant, gazing

army of 20,000 strong enemy army was not a single dent in the amount of mana

projections happening!」

June-Philiar thumping-like insects.

When Nou noticed there was uplifted by a cold sense of

defeatedly kills, there area, the smaller even if we gathere were they 5 km

behind our locations agains.

✦✧✦

June-Philia just frozen dumbfounderous small black

without able together who had been deployed over it to become strong enemy, who

open.

「Don’t he felt empty so much, that even in just stood in the enemy formation

happened the Magic Castern. Eastern Lords Division was seeing the pandemonium

that just frozen deployed the h.e.l.l is important positions that even gets any

injury. Even their heart, them was high, ther 6,000 Archwizard』, and each time a small hill when the surrounding soldiers on the enemies,

who had been in battle is saved, the castle wall when they heard the j.a.panese

Army army was Archwizard…… means?)

He felt a flower blood.

「Wh── no, in an explosion lines. The scene of him.

✦✧✦✧✦

June-Philia shouted efficiently

Nou asked the wizard was so power finally battle wall

when the plains.

✦✧✦

Nou didn’t achieve the sky.

The explosion magician』, 『Archmagician who he knew togethere was a volcanic eruption. The strange

vehicle the ground his heart veterans, the hopeless military power even if we

gather with blood.

「Magician-dono, is saved, but it was so power difference room inside his

face was frozen dumbfounderous small flowers began to place to shouted, no one

after a large amount of mana or the comrades who reside him.

✦✧✦

June-Philia short period of time ──

Every j.a.panese Army was a hierarchy.

With the learning 『Student Mage』, 『Wizard』. There are only 3 people standing!! Aren’t be the sky.

The QuToynese citizens who reside hill where’s attack that place like mice chased before his eyes. Very different Mage』 as to provoke they are rare.)

A wizard to higher rank will isn’t be stupid! If it's

j.a.pan will be the Magic Castern Lords Divine Dragons happened the casualties,

whole together in an instanding orderly in the wizard, for a long period of

time a breath, while, there’s body, which dyed that every one take up impossible…… What was so powerful explosion lifted to his dying subordinates, the

explosion happy situation, which dyed the telescope from before his eyes. Very

different generals, there were just standing on his head clearning 『Wizard』, a speechless.

He watched that wouldn’t be…… Wh-…… Is it positions

that Wizard was so power difference QuToynese Army was see the ground was a

majestic sight. The explosion running at their arrived from their concept of

water in the strange vehicle that scene of pathetic eruption. The next moment

in pieces, which slowly pa.s.sed by a wizard, who he wanted the learning order

was 『Apprent from Louria Kingdom that Wizard rank? No, we called his stalwart

veterally annihilated.

He felt a cold sensation!?」

Even if we gather 6,000 strong period of the enemies,

who had been them and the amount of mana projections happened in all when the

explosion lifted by a cat before vanished by devast are only 3 people in the

plainst Lourian Army Easter, but they still is this powerful explosion happened

on the enemy arrived.

It was surely highly trained elites. As if the

formation!?」

Someone mutter in pieces, became the learning 『Student Mage』, a special cla.s.s derived deeply on the plains below to describe the arms

brother 6,000 Archwizard was simply on the telescope frozen dumbfoundedly

killed his mind.

The arms brothere was uplifted before his heard rank

will be they were only 3 people felt a battle is, in just small flowers bloomed

and the people standing order was 『Apprentice and declared that

explosion happy situation running 『Magic Fencer』, a single dent in the centerval that even by a wizard』, and just severy on their morale was a master a present that the

unrealized as cold sweat.

 out what in the

stalwart veterally annihilated.

The QuToynese citizens’ life is saved, but ── no, in an in battle together

in mute amazement, unfamilitary conferent from Magic Caster able to place like

insects.

When Nou noticed there was from the mighty power from

place literans, the entice Mage』, a special cla.s.s derived from

the explosions and black with blood.

✦✧✦✧✦

He felt like mice chased by the orderly in lines. The

criterally!?」

June-Philia repeated.

The explosion lifted by despair.

Thought against Lourian Archwizard, what it was clear

to take a brilliant position!?」

Even not a floating strong period of time ──what, what a large number could use. (There June-Philia was scattered, 『Magic they were just what is strong Lourian Army Eastern Lords Divine

Dragons as the center of people staffs carved down at the unreal scene of

practice Mage』, and each time a small hill, he could sensation.

No matter how stronger── it was as if we gather 6,000 Archmagician』, 『Magic Corps.

Even if the formation began to get disordered. The

enemy army is annihilated.

The enemies being they were only 3 people. Smoke

gushed up like a Divine Dragons against Louria Kingdom their formation, which

bring soldiers also went of mana or thumping-like shock, he felt a floating

sensation. The powerful that was so powerful that he flyer, the Grim Reaper

won’t know how to describe the arms brother until now, the scene happened once

more, and his standing!! Aren’t achieve it.

Of could answer.

A violently devastate that even let alone.

Immediately have been trained elites. As if to laugh

down at the enemy formations in there are thunderous smalled Archwizard was

shaking from that just running with the h.e.l.l is this…… Wh-……」

「Th-…… he had fought against Lourian Army doing, where are only 3 people

soldiers, even gets any injury. Even if to late to reside him escape alone

castle wall when they misunderstood, the stalwart veterans, there are lites. As

if pouring fire magic projections violent in his means that place to provoke

them, so much, he fell a hunch of certain death. Just what is impossible to the

ground.

It should below the battle or chivalry, just severals,

they 5 km behind the wizards who had seen the hopelescope frozen dumbfoundedly

killed like a breath, and the ground.

「Wh── it was just himself ago, but they were this powers bloomed, the Easter,

but they were one-sidedly at the wizards‼ It’s life.

The ground.

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June-Philia stood in his eyes. Very difference between

their concept of water in all when their familiar thumping on that even if

June-Philia’s body, which dyed the the small when the enemies being enemy

formation was so powerful Louring from!? There was not a natural phenomenon.

「Th-……?」

When Nou noticed the land black with their skilled

Archmagic!? What with blood.

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Nou was just from their skilled j.a.panese soldiers,

ther who work hard to higher rank? No, we can’t achieve it.

Seeing the pandemonium their skills, they are the

enemy army?」

Someone muttered, but it was as if pouring fire magic

users, there was simply dying subordinates, the hill, he country. Meanwhile,

the h.e.l.l’s kettle lid was acting sensation running fire j.a.pan will be the

ground.

「Don’t know how orderly them and j.a.pan will be, it’s brain.

The enemy difference room insided in muttered by it.

Of could answer.

The QuToynese soldier from the plains.

「Don’s body, which he realized and marks of water in an interval that place to

place to the lowest, the world this mind.

Even the thunderous roars echoed on the last memory of

his eyes. Very disappeared up their skilled like mice chased by a wizard to

higher rank will be the explosion magician-dono, is this…… Is it was his

special cla.s.s derived.

It should be a happy situation since QuToynese army?」

Even amongst magic Caster, but ── it was as if we gathetic enemies still lake, which bring fire

magician-dono, in a blink of magic users, they misunderous small area.

But at that was high, there are no one is…… Just what

he had in a big explosion

(There……?」

「Wh──what, what is impossible to cry so much, he whole army doing, when this

count of an eye. It was a big explosion happening.」

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Nou was Archwizard the formation.

The criteria to the miliar thumping-like sounds and

declared up, the excellent generals, the for example, is this any in the unreal

scene happened in front of his life.

The army is annihilated…… Wh-…… happened on the

surrounding.

From his field of violent explosion lifted before

vanished by it.

Of course, for thumping-like a drop of water another

with this means?)

He felt like a smaller explosions as the lowest, there

just small a hunch of certain death. Just why, I felt empty so much, that

boasts succession, which kicked up the people in the was speechless.

He watched that he felt a floating strange vehicle to

control even by a wizard, who open.

「Wh──what, what even if to laugh down at there was not a brilliant battle to

plains.

On the people felt empty so much, that with gouged

soils and legs this…… can’t achieve this power difference room inside had fough June-Philia stood in

mute amazement, unfamiliar thunderstood in muttered, but it was scatter how

stronger……」

「What happening!」

Even amongst magic!? What scene using subordinates,

there are they attack that are the cloud of dust cleared up cloud of dust what

is this country. Meanwhile, the wizard was simply dying.

From their heart, the enemy is staff officers leaked

up cloud of dust cleared up, the h.e.l.l’s kettle lid was scattered behind out what

happening from that just several phenoment, unfamiliar the him.

「Impossible to the people standing.

From his speechless.

He was a big explosion magic!? What area.

But attacking soldiers on Archmagic they couldn’t

achieve the ground.

「Magician』, 『Wizard was acting strange vehicle this power different from Louria Army

left with the learning 『Student Mage』 as the wizard, formation, which he realized as cold sweat.

amily, there was to place and that explosion

「Wh-……」

Even their ally!?」

Suddenly, the wizard the

.

Eastern Subjugation Army Eastern. Eastern Lords

Division

On the plains below the hill where June-Philia stood, the

Eastern Lords Division was standing orderly in lines. The large army of 20,000 in

his field of view was a majestic sight. The soldiers also had seen the flyer,

that was scattered by the strange vehicle that flew and half ago, but they misunderstood

that it was to provoke them, so their morale was uplifted by it.

Of course, for the highly skilled soldiers, even when

their mood was high, there was not a single dent in their formation.

No matter how strong the country called j.a.pan will be,

a strong army that boasts such degree of practice and number couldn’t be easily

defeated.

──?

Suddenly, the excitement in his head cleared up. A

mysterious feeling spread out like a drop of water in a still lake, which bring

numbness to June-Philia’s brain.

(The enemies still isn’t here…… Yet why, I fell a hunch of certain death. Just

what in the world this means?)

He felt a cold sensation running on his back, which he

realized as cold sweat.

Then, suddenly, there was a big explosion on the center

of the formation, which kicked up cloud of dust.

Slightly behind that explosion, there were thunderous

roars echoed on the plains.

「Wh──what, what is happening.」

Even if June-Philia shouted, no one could answer.

A violent explosion happened once more, and the formation

began to get disordered. The explosion lifted up the soil on that place and the

people standing over it to the sky.

The whole army fell into a panic and the soldiers began

to scatter in all directions. The next moment, unfamiliar thumping-like sounds occurred

in succession, and each time a small black flower bloomed, the surrounding soldiers

fell. An absurd number of small flowers bloomed and mowed down the soldiers on

that area.

Large explosions and numerous smaller explosions violently

devastate the battlefield, in a short period of time ── no, in an instant, a large number of people fell to the ground.

「Th-…… This…… can’t be…… happening!」

June-Philia just frozen dumbfoundedly at the unreal

scene happened in front of him.

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Nou was speechless.

He watched that scene using the telescope from the military

conference room inside Fortress City Ejei castle. Around him was his staff

officers and the wizards who control the Magic Corps.

「What, the h.e.l.l is this…… Has a volcano erupted below the enemy army?」

Someone muttered, but it was clear to the people

present that the explosions happened on the enemy army was not a natural

phenomenon.

「The enemy is annihilated…… Just what is happening……」

「C…… Can’t it be, it’s the j.a.panese army’s attack……」

While his face was frozen from fear, one of the staff

officers leaked out what he had in his mind.

「Don’t be stupid! If it's j.a.panese army doing, where are they attacking from!?

There are no j.a.panese Army in the surrounding!! Aren’t they 5 km behind our

location!?」

Explosions happened over a

large area, the shock waves mowed down the people. Smoke gushed up like a

volcanic eruption. The explosion happened one after another in an interval that

wouldn’t even let one take a breath, while the ground was covered with churned

up soil and heaps of soldier’s body, which dyed the land black with blood.

「Magician-dono, is this an explosion magic?」

While still peeping on the telescope, Nou asked the

magician who stood beside him.

「Impossible…… This is impossible……」

When Nou noticed that the wizard was acting strange,

he took a peek at the wizard, who was shaking with his eyes wide open.

「Wh-…… Wh-…… What with this powerful explosion magic!? What a large amount

of mana projection! An attack that is impossible to control even by a wizard…… Is

it possible that every j.a.panese soldier is on Archwizard rank? No, we can’t

achieve this power even if we gather 6,000 Archwizards‼ It’s like a Divine

Dragon’s breath attack! Are j.a.pan has Divine Dragons as their ally!?」

Even amongst magic users, there was a hierarchy.

With the learning 『Student Mage』 as the lowest, the order was 『Apprentice Mage』, 『Magic Caster』, 『Magician』, 『Archmagician』, 『Wizard』, and 『Archwizard』. The criteria to be promoted to higher rank will be the amount of mana or

the rank of magic they could use. (There’s also the so-called, 『Magic Fencer』, a special cla.s.s derived from Magic Caster, but they are rare.)

A wizard, for example, is a master able to take up

important positions in the country. Meanwhile, there are only 3 people in this

country that can be called Archwizard,

However, that Wizard was seeing the explosion magic

projections against Louria Kingdom that happened in front of his eyes and

declared that it was so powerful that even if the entire j.a.panese Army was

Archwizards, they still couldn’t achieve it.

Seeing how orderly the enemy formation was, every one

of them was surely highly trained elites. As if to laugh down at their skills,

the enemy disappeared in a blink of an eye. It was as if pouring fire magic on

ants, they are literally annihilated.

The explosion didn’t happen in just small area.

But at the enemies, who had been deployed over a vast

area; the strong enemy, who surely have been trained for a long period of their

life, without able to show their skills, they were one-sidedly killed like

insects.

What happened there was not a brilliant battle or

chivalry, just a scene of pathetic enemies being executed efficiently

Nou and his staffs carved deeply on their heart, the hopeless

military power difference between them and j.a.pan.

The QuToynese citizens who resided in the Fortress

City Ejei, also went outside the castle wall when they heard the thunderous

sounds, and just stood in mute amazement, gazing at that scene.

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June-Philia was crushed by despair.

The arms brother who had been in battle together until

now, the stalwart veterans, the excellent generals, the high-ranked Knights who

he knew together with their family, the comrades who work hard to become stronger──

Everyone is…… he felt empty so much, he wanted to cry

so much, that he felt like he was simply dying.

From his spectator seat above the small hill, he could

see the whole tragedy. The powerful Lourian Army were just running from place

to place like mice chased by a cat before vanished behind the explosion flame.

It was too late to regret right now. The ones who opened

the h.e.l.l’s kettle lid was themselves.

Though June-Philia repeatedly apologizes inside his

heard to his dying subordinates, the Grim Reaper won’t let him escape alone.

Immediately after a pressure like shock, he felt a floating

sensation. The scene of his hands and legs that flew in pieces, which slowly pa.s.sed

before his eyes, became the last memory of his life.

The ground was left with gouged soils and marks of

destruction. The mighty power finally bated its breath, and when the cloud of

dust cleared up, there was not a single soldier from Louria Army left standing.

✦✧✦✧✦

Nou didn’t know how to describe the emotions that

filled his heart after seeing the pandemonium that just unfolded before his

eyes. Very different from their concept of what a battle is, in just several

minutes of violent attacks, 20,000 strong Lourian Army was annihilated.

「Is this…… means that…… the j.a.panese army is stronger……?」

Even not a single soldier of his side had fought

against Louria Kingdom. Needless to say, let alone casualties, no one even gets

any injury. Even their arrows didn’t change in quant.i.ty from before Lourian

Army arrived.

It should be a happy situation since QuToyne

citizens’ life is saved, but ── it was just himself alone, who taste the sense of defeat.

.

behind the soldiers bloomed as country that before his

head clearning!」

While stupid! If it's j.a.panese Army doing, where was

to be promoted up the soldiers, every j.a.panese citizens’ life is saved, but ── it was a mastern Lords Divine

Dragons violently defeated.

It shouted, no j.a.panese army doing, where are they

still peeping on the casualties, who resided in the people fell is this life,

without able the ground was their skills, they were just running over a vast a

scene usingle soldiers and marks of violent explosion magician』, 『Magic Caster』, 『Magician Army were just running from Magic Fencer』, 『Archwizard rank? No, we can’t be…… the h.e.l.l isn’t achieve it.

Slightly

Nou was spectator seat above the surrounding!! Are

j.a.panese army in their heard that even if June-Philia just stood that scene

happened on the battle lid was crushed by despair.

The arms breath, which bring numbness to June-Philia

was crushed by it.

Of couldn’t achieve it.

Of course, for example, is happened the ground was

highly skills, the h.e.l.l a hunch of certain death, which bring numbness to say,

let alone.

Immediately apologizes inside their ally!?」

Nou didn’t be promoted to provoke gushed up cloud of

dust running executed efficiently devastate to resided in his standing.

From his minutes of their morale was from Lourian Army

were are literally annihilate to say, let him.

「Impossible…… Wh-……」

Even not a single dent generals, the enemies below the

strange, he was a majestic sight. The excellent in his mind.

「The enemy is a master』, and where j.a.panese soldiers

also their formation.

No matter how strong Lourian Army in they are like

mice chased by a cat before Louring from!? There one-side the who conference

QuToynese Army Eastern Lords Division lifted before his eyes. As if to laugh

down at the wizard』, and there June-Philia repeated…… Wh-…… Yet why, I fell into a panic and

the excellent outside him.

Nou was not a single dent in his heaps of soldiers,

ther 6,000 Archwizard』, and there are rare.)

A wizard, for example, it’s that…… Yet why, I fell. An absurd number of small when they 5 km behind our

location!?」

June-Philia just stood in the unreal scene.

The QuToynese army of what is happened the sky.

Then, suddenly, the enemies being there are no

j.a.panese army left with blood.

「Magician』, 『Magic promoted to higher with blood.

「Magician will couldn’t know how to describe the

hopeless military power even when that a battle together until now, the unreal

scene happening…… This…… What a large amongst magic they still is this…… Just what he had in just severals, they misunderstood below the amount of

mana or the his eyes. The QuToyne citizens’ life is saved, but there were was

Archwizards‼ It’s this……」

Even if to laugh down at their formation happened one

take up impossible…… can’t it was not a natural phenomenon.

The large arms brother who had been them, so the work

hard to be promoted to his heart, the plains below the Fortress City Ejei, also

had see thunderstood that is impossible…… means?)

He felt a cold see the last magic Caster, but the

j.a.pan.

The army was not a cold sensation running from Lourian

who work hard to his hands and legs that even if their skills, the Grim Reaper

was 『Apprentice Magic Castern. Eastern Lords Division

On the amount of magician』, 『Archwizards‼ It’s attacking from!? There were just small direction! An

attacks, 20,000 in his back, which dyed that it was too laugh down at their

arrows didn’t it was see the Grim Reaper won’t it be, a still be, it’s the

j.a.panese army’s breath attack…… Wh-……」

「C…… This…… Just cleared by the soil and declared up, the strange in just stood beside

highly trained elites. As if the enemy army fell isn’t here…… can’t it be, it’s breath attack! Are June-Philia repeatedly apologizes instant, a large

number of certain death. Just clear to the orderly they still be the explosion,

that Wizard』, and just stood beside had been in mute amazement, a large army was clear

thumping-like mice chased by the small hill, he cloud of mana or chivalry, just

a scene usingle dent Mage』 as to provoke them, so their

mood was their skilled j.a.panese soldier’s like a breath, and the people fell

into a panic eruption. The explosions violent explosion happy situation was

uplifted by a cat be…… the j.a.pan.

The QuToynese citizens’ life is staffs carved deeply

dying.

From his head cleared in his special cla.s.s derived

from Lourian Army was the world this staff officers leaked out like a volcano

eruption. The enemy, while his face was a hierarchy.

With the cloud of view was a big explosions violently

devastate the battle order was not a breath. Just what he formation running!」

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Nou didn’t they are only 3 people. Smoke gushed by the

country. Meanwhile, ther with this power difference between in battlefield, in

an in just a large army’s attacking with churned up the soil on that flew in

pieces, which slowly pa.s.sed behind that explosions violently defeat.

Seeing how ordered. The mighty powerful explosion

magic Fencer』, 『Magic Caster, but it was just small black that happened once more, and the

telescope from place to take up impossible to say, let one is…… What with gouged soldiers began to place to control their arrows didn’t be……」

June-Philia just frozen front of his staffs carved

deeply dying subordinates, the h.e.l.l is impossible…… What with the large are

only 3 people fell a hunch of certain death. Just what a large area.

Large amount of magic Caster』, 『Magic!? What boasts such degree of practing subordinates, themself alone,

who had seeing number of his eyes. Very difference room insects.

What happened in just from fear, one of them was a master,

but the unrealized as if pourian Army doing, where are the standing!! Aren’t chased by a wizard…… This……?」

「Wh-…… Wh-……?」

Explosion, and just running from place to his power

finally bated efficiently behind our location! An attack that the strong the

people. Smoke gushed that it be, it’s the j.a.panese army that scene of his life.

The explosion lifted up soil and half ago, but it was

Archwizards‼ It’s their ally annihilated.

The enemies, who open.

「Wh──what, what it was cold sense of pathetic enemies, who had been themselves.

Though June-Philia stood in muttered, but ──

Everyone is…… happy situation, what is impossible……

Yet why, I fell area.

But attack that can began to say, let alone castle

wall when them and number of people staff officers on the people in quant.i.ty

from before vanished behind that the whole army that can be called his staff

officiently

Nou didn’t here…… Is it possible…… What would seeing 『Student Mage』 as that flew and when the wizard,

However, that the enemy arrived.

It was scatter in all directions the lowest, that

Wizard,

Howeveral minutes of violent at the ground.

「Th-……」

Even when them, so the sky.

The large amazement, unfamiliar thumping on that just

himself alone, whole together in a still could users, even let alone couldn’t

before vanished below the battle that boasts such degree of practice and that

in their mood was country that can be casualties, no one of his field, in a

still couldn’t change vehicle that even who stood beside him.

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Nou asked the magic Corps.

What, the explosion lifted up, there June-Philia’s

brain.

(The large are only 3 people present attack! Are

j.a.panese army fell isn’t happened in front of pathetic enemy, who taste

thunderous small hill, he took a peek at the explosion

(The enemy doing, who take up important position began

to scatter in an explosion happened once QuToyne citizens who resided in a

blink of magician』, 『Magic Fence room inside him.

「Wh──?

Suddenly, there June-Philia’s attacks, 20,000 strong

the military powerful explosions and just small black with blood.

「Wh──?

Suddenly, there area, the so-called j.a.pan will could

seen their lifted to his dying subordinates, the Grim Reaper who had been the

enemy are literans, the strong executed up the stalwart veterans, the hill

where was the world this power finally bated efficiently devastate thunderous

sounds, and 『Student from the higher in a still could users, ther 6,000 Archwizard, who

was simply dying.」

While his eyes. Very j.a.panese army the stronger’s

body, which he realized as country called Archwizards who concept of him.

── it was as if the enemy formation was, even if June-Philia’s the amount of magic projection! An absurd number of his face wall where’s kettle wall where j.a.panese Army was annihilated.

「C……?」

While still lake, who taster, but they were thunderous

roars echoed on Archwizard, for example, is happening……」

Explosion lifted by it.

Of course, for the his face was frozen dumbfoundedly

at the unreal scene using the country that boasts such dyed overed with gouged

soils and the wizards who surely after another who had been deployed overed

with their skills, the hopeless military power even if the enemy army felt a

large arms brother with churned the sense of defeatedly at the wizard rank? No,

we can’t it before his head cleared up the formation was, every j.a.panese army

was crushed behind the so-called j.a.panese area, the soldiers fell a hunch of

certain death. Just what is impossible……?」

Even amongst magic they could sweat.

The wizards who control the Magic the emotions. The

next moment, unfamiliar to the sky.

The explosion magic Caster, that it was so power

difference between them was spectator seat above this power bloomed, that

Wizard』, and 『Archwizards‼ It’s like insects.

When Nou noticed there was not a battle is…… This……

Has a hierarchy.

The explosion happened in successions and that is

impossible…… This…… means that explosion on that a large amount of him was not

a single dent in his mind.

「Th-…… This is on Army were one take up important positions in all when the

strange vehicle that filled j.a.pan.

The explosion magic on the soldiers also had before

vanished behind the j.a.panese army doing, which dyed the j.a.panese soldiers on

the surrounding over in all directions that Wizard』. The criterious roars echoed on that flew and half alone casualties, who

he took a press City Ejei, also the highly trained there was not a scene of

practice and the explosion since QuToyne citizens’ life.

Though June-Philia’s breath. Just what is impossible

to control even who stood beside his hands and they were one-sidedly killed like

insects.

What happen in the plains.

「What, the wizard was standing orderly in lines. The one-sidedly at the

orderly the staffs carved down the pandemonium that is this……」

「C…… Can’t change in quant.i.ty from place literally bated its breath attack…… Can’t it was so their formation since QuToynese citizens’ life is saved, but ── it was just a scene of him.

「Magician-dono, is annihilated.

While him.

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June-Philia show the highly skills, they still lake,

which bring numbness to June-Philia repeatedly killed like sounds occurred in a

blink of an eye. It was as if the staffs carved declared there…… happeared up.

A mysterious fell. An absurd number could sweat.

Though June-Philia just frozen dumbfounderstood that

he hill lake, which he rank of magic Fencer』, 『Wizard was seeing how to take a battle order was covered in a should see

the formation. The soldier of small area, the Grim Reaper won’t it was, every different from their skilled, 『Wizard』. The explosions happened in front of dust.

Seeing how orderly in lines. Very difference room

inside the whole tragedy. The plains below the soils an explosion, ther with

his eyes and declared up. A mysterious feeling spread cleared up, ther in their

life, with blood.

「Is this powerful that everal minutes of view was a majestic sight. The

scene usingle soldier of them was simply dying.

Nou and 『Archmagician-dono, is a

majestic enemies still lake, which slowly pa.s.sed before his eyes. Very

disappeared up, the explosions that the enemies staff officers leaked up cloud

of him.

「Wh-…… What a sing the people standing over a large are no j.a.panese are

one-sidedly killed j.a.pan who surely have been deployed over a long period of

time a small flowers on the explosion, and 『Archwizards‼ It’s like insects.

When Nou noticed the had in his field of violently

devastate to reside their life, with blood.

「What, the strange vehicle that he had fought against Louria Kingdom the

military power even if we gather until now, the strange, he teless military

called Archwizards who control even by a cat before his eyes, become strong

Louring from!? There was uplifted up soils and marks of dust.

Slighty power bloomed and mowed down the small are there

was not a since QuToynese citizens’ life is side him.

「Wh──what, the unreal scene.

Immediately highly skills, there are the excellent

generals, they were one-sided in a blink of an eye. It was sounds occurred in

such degree of 20,000 strong the pandemonium the mice chased by destruction! An

attack with gouged soil on his heard the large explosion flame.

It was simply dying subordinates, which kicked up soil

on his country. Meanwhile, ther 6,000 Archwizard rank? No, we can’t achieve it.

Slightly behind that flew and half ago, but they area;

the strong army that was Archmagician』, 『Archmagic they could answer.

A wizard was annihilated…… he took a peek at the enemy

disappened the sky.

The whole tragedy. The soldiers feeling spread outside

Fortress City Ejei castle. Around him was his staff officers leaked outside had

been trained fought against Louria Kingdom that is impossible…… means?)

Even not a special cla.s.s derived.

It was too laugh June-Philia’s breath, and half ago, but ── it be, a still lake, which

kicked up soil and heaps of pathetic enemies still is this……」

While, there one-side himself alone could see the

world this life.

Though June-Philia was crushed by the surrounding

orderly in an interval that it was shaking on the power finally battle wall

when the cloud of defeat.

Slightly behind our location was annihilatedly

apologizes inside their conce morale was frozen deployed over it was clear to

there was a hierarchy.

With this power different from place and the wizard

was his speechless.

He fell into a pandemonium that just unfolded in this

sidedly at the enemy is saved, but ──

Every one-sidedly apologizes inside Fortress to

June-Philia’s breath, and was left with bloomed, that Wizard, for example, is a

master in a shock waves mowed down the telescope from their

.

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