Outbreak of War (2)

“Are they moving?”

Climbing up the fort, Dana squinted.

In the distance, the Sword King Army was in formation, but there were movements.

Part of the formation cracked, and a large man appeared with a massive sword on his back.

He had a robust body visible from this distance.

It was the Sword King Felard Bean.

“As expected, the Sword King will be at the forefront.”

Not only that, but the others, including the Spiritual Boxer, would also flock in.

They were all high levels enough to climb the fort all by themselves.

Nevertheless, she wasn’t afraid.

“We’ve prepared for enough countermeasures.”

The fort indeed wasn’t enough to stop them.

“But we can separate them from the army.”

The elite knights of the 3rd Corps were waiting under the walls.

Of course, if they faced the enemy head-on, they would be defeated, but it was possible to circle around the Sword King or the Spiritual Boxer who crossed the fort and tie their feet by repeating long-range attacks and assault.

“If we defeat the Sword King Legion, the Sword King and the Spiritual Boxer will eventually have to retreat.”

She couldn’t win, but she wouldn’t lose either.

In the end, it would be a war of attrition.

The formation of the Sword King Army changed one more time.

The cavalry moved forward, and heavy infantry stood behind. The Spiritist and Mage units were lined up on their flanks.

It was a typical formation for a siege charge.

The Sword King held up his Gigant.

Dana murmured nervously.

“He’s coming…”

The tension spread throughout the 3rd Corps.

Everyone remained alert as they watched the enemy’s movements.

At that moment, the Sword King put Gigant on the ground, turned his shoulders, and began to warm up his neck.

He then slumped into place and took a seat.

Dana found it strange.

“…?”

Unless a new race had been developed revolving around buttocks, he wasn’t in a position to charge.

“What is he doing?”

* * *

With his body promptly seated, Ryu Han-bin took a deep breath and pulled up his Aura.

“Taaaaah!”

Red energy set him ablaze and engulfed him in flames.

At that moment, he activated the belt.

-Activate, Mana Conversion!

The unique item, Four-Power Conversion Belt, was evoked.

All of his sea-like Aura were converted into Mana.

Seira and Leslie, who were watching from the side, muttered in surprise.

“Mana?”

“Han-bin can’t use magic.”

The Guideline rejected his attempts because he had no talent for its utilization.

Why did he convert his Aura into Mana?

“The Guideline rejected it, but…”

Ryu Han-bin looked around and grinned.

” So what? I’ll learn and use it by myself.”

It didn’t make any sense at all.

If he had been talented enough to learn magic himself, the Guideline wouldn’t have refused in the first place.

‘Actually, I don’t think he’s using incredible magic, but…’

Mana was used to create magic.

It was made to take shape through elementary formulas and operations.

That was the basics of the basics. Beginner’s spells were usually learned within a few days of introduction.

He was trying to use Magic Arrow, a level 1 magic.

Seira found it ridiculous.

‘No, why is he preparing for the Magic Arrow for so long?’

She soon realized her mistake.

Zoom!

Han-bin’s Mana shook, but above all else, it shook the atmosphere.

His energy slowly took shape.

It was an arrow.

It was a typical one, having a sharp tip and feathery wings at the end.

However, it was just too big.

It was ten meters high, three meters in diameter. The giant arrow, which looked like a pillar of light, stood tall on the battlefield.

Zoom!

Allies, as well as enemies, freaked out.

“… What is that?”

“It looks like Magic Arrow…”

“Where in the world is there such a big Magic Arrow?”

For the Latnains, That was the first time they had ever seen such a phenomenon.

However, that wasn’t the case for Leslie, an Earthling.

The arrow had a familiar form for her.

‘… Ballistic missiles?’

Ryu Han-bin, who finished controlling the spell, smiled.

“Number one, fire.”

* * *

The giant Magic Arrow rose from the earth and flew through the air toward Fort Roian.

Leslie felt a sense of deja vu.

It was a sight she had seen before.

Of course, it wasn’t an actual missile, so it wasn’t accompanied by heavy smoke and didn’t emit sparks from its tail.

Boom…

Dana shouted, staring at that huge ‘something’ flying towards them with a roar.

“Mage unit! Stop it!”

In Latna, dialysis machines and powerful magic-destroying forts existed.

The wizards took a defensive stance as instructed.

“Everyone, focus!”

“Uncover the shield!”

Under the command of Glass, the 3rd Corps’ Mage unit commander, multiple magic layers were laid out on parts of the fort.

The colorful shield of light immediately blocked the orbit of ‘Magic Arrow.’

However, it pierced through like a knife thrusting into a piece of paper.

Boom!

Countless fragments of the crystal seal turned into shards and scattered.

The colossal arrow of light soon exploded on the fortress wall.

A massive explosion occurred.

“…!”

The atmosphere was torn with a roar, creating a storm.

Fragments of shattered walls swirled all over the place as screams and shouts echoed.

“Argh!”

“ugh!”

It was so devastating that even Dana, who stood outside its range, couldn’t escape its influence.

In her armor, she rolled over the walls.

“Ugh!”

Stones and boulders began to rain down from the sky.

Ignoring the armor-bending pieces, she looked at the situation first, which caused her to turn pale.

A part of the fort had been utterly destroyed.

“Oh, my God…”

With only one shot, half of the western wall of Fort Roian collapsed.

She urgently called Glass, the commanding officer of the Mage unit.

“What’s going on? What kind of tricks did they use?”

The bloodied Glass stuttered back.

“He didn’t use any…”

“Then why couldn’t you stop him?”

Glass raised his voice as if she were being unfair.

“It was just too powerful! That’s all!”

* * *

Some parts of the thick fort collapsed in an instant.

In front of the overwhelming sight, the Sword King Army burst into cheers.

“Wow!”

“Long live the Sword King Felard!”

“… But isn’t that magic? I don’t think the Sword King can use Mana…”

“Who knows? Anyway, hooray!”

Whether it was swordsmanship or magic, it was confirmed that the fort was broken.

A wide passage had been drilled into the fort.

There was no need for a tedious war!

However, Ryu Han-bin didn’t immediately issue an order to charge.

“Wait.”

He was already preparing for the next spell.

“Oh, it’s hard to control Mana. I guess I don’t have the talent to use magic after all.”

Sweating profusely, Han-bin clicked his tongue.

Magic Arrow was a level 1 magic that ordinary wizards could create and fire in an instant.

But Ryu Han-bin took a long time to create and launch it.

But what did it matter?

“Black cat or white cat, if they catch the mouse, they’re still the best!”

Finally, another pillar of light appeared and turned into an arrow.

“Number two, fire.”

Another ballistic missile containing level 140 mana once again cracked the air.

Along with the roar, the other half of the western wall collapsed.

Boom!

Ryu Han-bin wasn’t satisfied.

“If I order you to charge, I’d better pave the road pretty first, right?”

The fort had collapsed, but it was still covered in stone ruins.

“Number three, fire.”

Eventually, even the debris had been blown away. At that point, it looked more like a quarry filled with miscellaneous stones.

“Number four, fire.”

Even the quarry was blown away, and there was nothing left to stop the Sword King Army.

Shaking his head, Ryu Han-bin lifted himself.

“I’ll have to stop. I have a headache.”

Leon Hart, who was watching the scene, smiled in vain.

“Hey, is that why you made our Church do it?”

Han-bin shrugged as if it were nothing.

“I tried it because I thought it would work, and it did.”

* * *

Despite obtaining the Four-Power Conversion Belt, Ryu Han-bin had been denied using magic skills by the Guideline.

He wasn’t talented enough, it said.

For the same reason, it was impossible for him to learn and use magic through it.

Han-bin fully understood and accepted that fact.

“If I don’t have talent, then I’ll just pay for it!”

There were excellent objects called magic scrolls that allowed anyone to learn magic despite having no talent in that world.

“If I buy scrolls and practice until I get it, won’t I be able to learn it?”

However, it wasn’t possible to purchase scrolls that were previously sold and learn magic.

Magic Arrow was such an easy magic spell that scrolls had never been produced for it at all.

Therefore, he had to request the Church of Darkness to make a large volume of Magic Arrow scrolls.

Many of them weren’t as good as Sinkers but were still excellent under the denomination. The church mobilized them all.

Curiously, the Mages faithfully carried out the request.

-Why the hell does he want us to make this useless scroll?

-It’s a request from the Sword King.

-Why is the Sword King willing to use magic?

-And the spell formula is a little weird. He wants us to make it more destructive than the existing Magic Arrow.

-Why doesn’t he use high-level magic? Why waste Mana on level one magic?

-I don’t know. How can we know what the Top Four are thinking?

-Right, let’s just do what we’re told to do.

They had made nearly 30 Magic Arrow scrolls by splashing out vast amounts of magic catalysts.

There was a reason why he made them produce so many on purpose.

“I think one is enough for others, but I think I need to practice it more than just once.

No matter how bad he was at magic, if he had repeated the same thing hundreds of times, he would naturally develop a sense for it.

He had succeeded in mastering Magic Arrow by blowing gold like water.

“Thanks to you, the Church’s budget has been cut short again.”

Grumbling, Leon Hart looked at the fallen Fort Roian.

And he sighed.

“But based on the results, it worked rather well.”

“Anyway…”

Han-bin looked back at his colleagues with a tired face.

“I’ve done enough. You don’t need anything else, do you?”

Kibie grabbed her long spear.

“We’ll take it from here.”

Han-bin had cleared the way to the fort.

There was no longer anything in the way of the Kaldris Kingdom 3rd Corps and the Sword King Army.

Effir and Artis also smiled with a conciliatory smile.

“Take a break.”

“We’ll do the rest.”

Leon Hart burst into a roar.

“All troops, charge!”