21st Century Archmage

“Kuaaaaaaaaghh!”

Craaaaaash. Clatter.

After abandoning his knights and evacuating with teleportation magic, Poltviran arrived on an underground magic array in Fort Central, the base of operations for the Empires Central Corps located about 100 km from the battlefield. They teleported using coordinates only the Imperial Magic Tower Masters knew.

As soon as Poltviran arrived at the fort, he went on a rampage, destroying everything inside the room.

He was ambushed in his sleep. Because it was Bajran territory, he had relaxed in preparation for the battle ahead, but that rat bastard crossed over the Rual Mountains and attacked him. Having been on the unfortunate end of such an unexpected tactic, Poltvirans heart was on the verge of exploding in rage.

Silveron spoke carefully, glancing at the Emperor to check for his reaction. “Your Majesty, we still have an opportunity.”

“What do you mean by that,” Poltviran gritted out, fixing Silveron with pupils gleaming with madness.

Under his murderous gaze, Count Silveron trembled like a leaf. “No matter how fast he flies, it will take at least half a day to cross the Rual Mountains and reach Denfors. Since our brave Bajran knights fought a decisive battle with the bastard, he will likely face a headwind in the Rual Mountains, he wont be very fast. Now is the time to use them.”

“Them…?”

At Silverons words, Poltviran instantly regained his composure.

“We will use the Three Kingdom Coalition stationed at the Havis Kingdom borders to attack Denfors. The force this morning looked to be about 200 wyverns. There is no doubt that Kyre came with the entirety of Nermans wyvern force. If we strike while the house is empty…”

“Ohhhhhh! Such a good plan was available to us!”

He was resentful that hed suffered this humiliating attack, but as long as he could have his revenge, his blazing rage would subside. Poltviran smiled, as if his rampage earlier had never happened.

“If the emergency communication channel is used, we can contact them immediately. Will Your Majesty make the order to attack at once?”

“Of course! Give Duke Ormere in the Coalition the order to attack right this instant!”

“By your will!”

Due to the Emperors absolutely insane rage, only Silveron remained in the room. He bowed his head and received the Emperors command.

Misfortune begets fortune.

If things went well, they would be able to transform their bad luck to good fortune.

* * *

“A-Advance the attack on Nerman right now!”

The Three Kingdom Coalition being coerced by the Bajran Empire was assembled on the Havis-Nerman border. Duke Ormere, the Bajran noble dispatched to command the Coalition, gave the order to attack. He was so flustered that he stumbled on his words, but he was doing his utmost to conceal his emotions.

“Was the lumikar that flew in just now bearing the command of His Majesty the Emperor?” Duke Hardaim asked, hiding his taut nerves.

Everyone was more on edge than before. If Kyre failed, they would truly have to attack Nerman. Moreover, the Kerpe Kingdom army had crossed the Bajran borders and was probably seizing Fort Davincion around now.

“Naturally. His Majesty ordered us to attack Denfors at once.”

“Denfors, right now? I thought the order to attack would come tomorrow morning, is that not so…?”

Even as he spoke, Hardaim felt his blood boiling. He might be a battle-tested hero, but it was impossible to not feel tense in a mentally taxing situation like this.

“According to the missive from His Majesty, no one is in Nerman at the moment. The knights of the Three Kingdoms will follow His Majestys orders at once and seize the central city of Nerman, Denfors. The Empires knight orders will follow suit posthaste.”

Duke Ormere had lived several decades in the political world. He could sense that something was off about Duke Hardaims probing words.

The Eastern Corps fort received a magic transmission and sent the Emperors attack order in top-secret with a lumikar. It was also written that the Nerman traitors had crossed the Rual Mountains and attacked, dealing enormous damage to the Emperors camp. In order to counterattack, they were to attack Nerman immediately. Ormere was briefly stunned by the news of defeat, but he snapped back to his senses upon hearing Duke Hardaims query.

‘These bastards…

It wasnt just Hardaim who was acting strangely. The generals of the Andain and Kuviran Kingdoms were also unusually tense. Something was up.