Chapter 242 – I Will Present a New Paradigm of War (2)
That time.
Irsenti Sirzosiya, the center of the Sirzosiya army that gathered all available resources and invaded the Permaton territory, was talking to a woman through a crystal ball.
[Brother…]
“It’s okay. The Crown Prince will look after our Sirzosiya. How much dedication and effort have we put in for the royal family so far?”
Irsenti smiled kindly at the crystal ball.
“Please take care of the territory. And if something goes wrong on my part, leave the rest up to you.”
[Brother, I…]
“You can do it, Irmeter. You will definitely be able to do it well. Because you are a woman, others underestimate you because of your appearance, but I know that you are the right person for us Sirzosiya. So…Health. Do it.”
Drop.
As soon as the mana in the crystal ball disappeared, Irsenti changed her expression.
“I said this, but I will definitely return alive. After conquering Permaten, cutting off Permaten’s limbs and imprisoning him, Irmeter will personally select Fermaten’s seed.”
Irsenti came out of the military tent with shining eyes.
“The weather is so clear. I don’t know anyone’s feelings.”
The sky was clear without a single cloud, and Irsenti took a deep breath of the wind filled with the scent of earth, compiling her heart.
It’s war.
It is a war where many people shed blood and die.
In the process of preparing for war and going out to war, she heard of the queen’s death, but she could not help but avenge her brother just because the queen was dead.
According to rumors.
It is said that Lambert, a gay knight, grabbed her younger brother and dragged her into the infinite labyrinth.
If the rumor is true, her younger brother was essentially abandoned in the infinite labyrinth.
Did Lambert just throw it away?
Not at all.
Before his throat he was cut by the demonic beasts of the Infinite Labyrinth, Knight Lambert must have followed in Illmiri’s footsteps.
And of course the person who ordered it was Rouge Permaton.
“Luge Permaton. If I catch you, I’ll make sure Sir Lambert comes after you…”
Pooh wow.
It’s time.
“Viscount!”
“Take down the tent. Move with all your might to the next location and get close to the Fermaten’s chin.”
As soon as the soldiers reached out and gave instructions to the soldiers approaching from afar, they quickly put up their tents and prepared to march.
“Viscount. This is a report from Permaton. As soon as the Territory War broke out, the Adventurer’s Guild, Mercenary Guild, and Magic Tower declared neutrality.”
“How many people are employed by Fermaten?”
“Fermaten does not hire adventurers or mercenaries.”
“Foolish guy.”
Irsenti couldn’t help but snort.
“He is locked inside Castle Fermaten every day and lives like a king, so he has no idea how he is viewed from the outside. A man who is just a jester thinks he is a king. The Clown King is on the verge of death. Who will give their life for the king? .”
Irsenti climbed on his horse, fiddling with the rapier strapped to his waist.
“Let’s go. At this point, we are going to teach the Fermaten clearly what their role is. We are going to teach them that the curse is not a shield that protects them, but a chain that they cannot escape from for the rest of their lives.”
Thump, thump, thump.
The soldiers stamp their feet loudly and follow the Viscount.
“And for bloody revenge for killing my brother.”
As if to represent Irsenti’s mind as he moves forward with a fierce spirit, gray clouds began to form in the sky.
“This is a report. A large amount of fog has occurred ahead.”
“Is it possible that it is fog made of magical power?”
“I can’t feel the man.”
“Okay. Then…Keep moving forward. Break through the fog and head to Fermatten.”
Clutter, clatter.
The soldiers followed the Viscount into the fog.
* * *
“Count. I am reporting. The enemies have entered the ‘fog’.”
“It’s over.”
I filled a dark glass with wine and held it high.
“This fight is our victory.”
The enemies are still alive.
However, as long as we have entered the trap we prepared and the fog of war, we have won.
“Joanna. How is the situation?”
[There is no reaction from the enemies yet.]
I felt a little anxious when I heard Joanna’s report, who was conducting tactical commands on the spot through a crystal ball, but it would be ‘soon’ before the effects would be revealed.
“It’s okay to take a little extra time. As long as the enemy doesn’t notice our operation and enters through the fog, or the fog surrounds us, the operation will be 100% effective.”
[Then may I ask you something personally?]
“Of course.”
Joanna, a soldier, makes sad remarks during an operation?
According to experts, if everything goes as planned, this means that our victory in this fight is certain.
[Have you ever fought a battle like this before?]
“It’s just a tactic I came up with while reading a book and imagining it on my own inside Castle Fermaten.”
To be exact, it’s a past life cheat.
“If I had to give it a name… Yes, I would call it ‘biological warfare.'”
It is a tactic I came up with based on something related to my work among past life cheats, but it is a type of tactic that has never existed before in this world.
“Looking back on human history, this is a tactic that someone would have thought of and implemented at least once. Wide-area spraying of poison gas that affects the inside of the human body. That is clearly a heinous tactic that is prohibited in both the kingdom and the empire.”
Dissolving poison into the well.
Spreading an infectious disease.
Tactics that target an unspecified number of people and can cause serious injury, even to civilians, are prohibited nationwide.
However, human beings always cleverly avoid loopholes in the law and use tricks to gain profits.
“I didn’t spray poison or spread the plague. I just sprinkled some… ‘Substance’ into the fog.”
Jorrrr.
After drinking all the wine, my glass naturally filled with pale manamilk.
“Originally, I just planned to spray Manamilk like a water mist at the Water Bomb Festival. I thought that everyone would get excited in body and mind by the light medicine, and each person would get excited.”
The blood boiled, the blood flowing through the veins began to circulate rapidly throughout the body, and everyone was so excited that they gave in to the heat of the festival and tried to make the festival a success.
However, if you apply it in a slightly different place, it can be used in war as well.
“Joanna. There are no allies on the battlefield, right?”
[Only succubus and siren. All ‘men’ are waiting at the rear.]
“Good. Tell Sir Lambert too. If you get near the fog and get poisoned, don’t worry, the succubi will suck your dick right away.”
[…It’s different from what I know.]
“What?”
[A senior person I know said that when poison sawed into the affected area, he had to cut off the affected area.]
“…”
Joanna’s words made me feel phantom pain.
“…Don’t say such scary stories. It could scare our allies.”
[If a succubus is said to suck dick, wouldn’t there be soldiers who will become addicted to the weak fog for no reason?]
“Ha. It would be troublesome to abuse medical practice like that. Well, that’s good. Anyway, after this battle is over, I’ll let you have endless sex with the succubi.”
Although there are less than 500 of our Permaten soldiers, I made a promise to the Permaten soldiers.
“Tell her not to die. Wouldn’t a reward and the right to have sex with a succubus be better than a consolation prize for death?”
If you win this fight, we will offer you a huge amount of money and the opportunity to have free sex with a succubus.
[All right. Count. The enemy passed through the ‘first fog’ and spread out their military camp on the plain.]
“Really? Okay. Now… I guess we’ll get caught in about an hour.”
Our winning plan.
“It doesn’t matter whether it’s 5,000 or 10,000. It’s your fault for bringing all the soldiers with you, sirjosi.”
Ah.
“…I don’t think it will actually be effective for me.”
* * *
Coming out of the fog zone, the soldiers spread out their tents on the plain, received rations for dinner, and sat down in an awkward posture to eat bread.
“Hmm.”
“…”
They looked at each other with uncomfortable looks and chewed the distributed bread, but their expressions hardly became comfortable.
“…It’s strange.”
One of the soldiers tilted his head and swallowed the bread.
“Hey, I’m just asking because I think this might be just me.”
Everyone listened to the courageous words of the soldier.
“…I haven’t had an erection since a while ago. Is this normal?”
“Uh, you too?!”
“Damn, I thought it was just me!!”
The soldiers quickly checked each other’s condition and began to ask about the well-being of the lower body.
“Hey, why is this happening all of a sudden?”
“Aren’t you crazy? Why can’t I get an erection!!”
“Wait a minute, if this continues like this, aren’t we all screwed?”
“It’s so damn…”
“This is no time for jokes, you crazy! We’re really going to die if we keep doing this!”
The soldiers slowly began to meditate.
“I saw something like this before when I was working at a temple! My erection couldn’t go away so my dick kept getting swollen, but then it started to bleed and turn black…”
“…What happens next?”
“Look at this.”
The soldier took off his gloves and clenched one of his fingers.
“What happens if blood doesn’t flow to your fingers…?”
“Necromancer…Death?”
“Yeah…! Same thing.”
The soldier looked alternately at his lower body and the sword on his waist.
“…A necrotic body must be cut out.”
[Count. The enemies noticed.]
“It’s faster than I thought. After all, a man can tell right away when something’s wrong with his penis.”
I took a sip of Manamilk.
“It’s not just that you can’t get an erection. It’s actually… Arteriosclerosis.”
In other words.
“…I’ll make everything explode.”
Or, cut off the dick.
“If anyone touches the Permaton, their dick will be removed.”
