Pseudo-Villaines
Battle, Begin (2)
The morning finally arrived. Jean who always woke up earlier than her family had finished getting ready. Wearing an all-black shirt and trousers with gold embroidery on his right side. Before leaving, she had prepared breakfast for the twins Elyse and Elssie, Jeanne, and Svetlana.
With a little touch of magic, the food he prepared would stay warm and awake until they woke up and ate it. Not forgetting, he left a note and kissed their foreheads before finally leaving Svetlana's house.
"Is our goal 'that place' sir?"
Outside the house, a plain white masked maid greeted him. With a faint smile, he nodded. But before that, Jean had another purpose.
"Before I go there, there's a place I want to go first. Can you get the place ready for me, ma'am?"
His servant nodded. A moment later a portal appeared before the two. Jean nodded and smiled with satisfaction. His servant's mastery of space magic had increased tremendously. Jean had chosen the right hand. Talented and loyal.
"Come on. Our destination is the front line, duke Cetner's camp."
Both entered the portal. Towards their first place.
...****...
Duke Cetner never expected that he would be in the situation he was in now. The wounds he suffered from the slash of the city lord did not heal. His recovery is slow. Even when he involved the best healing mage in his recovery process, it didn't change much.
Now, all he could do was control his army from behind without being able to give it the finishing touch. It is regrettable but duke Cetner has to keep his ego. If he advanced to the battlefield in his current condition, he would most likely die and make the command of his army very chaotic.
While being focused on watching the course of the battle, duke Cetner felt the presence of someone beside him. Suddenly, he picked up the sword and swung it to the right, where he felt the presence. But beyond his estimation, someone had been sitting next to him.
"What I can't keep an eye on the course of battle without a snack right? Sit with me, noble duke (when translated into Indo, Duke means duke) Cetner."
Of course he did not heed the words of someone who suddenly infiltrated his tent without permission. Nimble, duke Cetner floated his sword attack which was now coated by aura, making it an extremely deadly attack.
As soon as the blade of his sword touched the earth, the ground where he stood split into two as far as 500 Meters. Of course he's holding back. Otherwise, he would not have known how many people would die from his indirect attacks hitting them. The injuries he suffered also made him unable to utilize his strength to the maximum.
"Oh come. No need to rush, right? Your army will surely win. Well, maybe." anyway."
Without much ado, duke Cetner nimbly twisted his huge body and thrust a fist at the vandals who dared to recklessly enter his tent. The fist he had strengthened with mana, enough to turn the troublemaker into human porridge.
"I thought this would be the result. All right, then..... Sit down!!"
Geeh!! duke Cetner lost control of his body. As if the force of gravity was pressing down on him firmly, he fell to the ground in a sitting position. The troublemaker immediately sat beside him in a carefree mood.
"Fuck! Who the hell are you!? Whatdoyouwant!? What happened to my guards!?"
"Wow, wow. Three questions in one breath! Don't rush your majesty. Relax with me first. Ah, want some tea and a snack?"
The troublemaker snapped his finger and two cups, one ceramic teapot with steam billowing, and two snacks just appeared before them. Elegantly, the troublemaker poured tea into the cup that belonged to duke Cetner and his. The fragrant smell came from there.
"You know your highness.... The outcome of the battle could already be determined from the very beginning. You're gonna win. That's certain. The Ankwicz and Meitzsko families won't have a chance to counterattack."
The troublemaker paused for a moment. Somehow, he could still sip his tea without taking off the mask he was wearing.
"But you haven't won the war, your majesty. While your army and the defense forces are killing each other, the entire Mietzsko family is on their run. And so is the Ankwicz family.
"They will arrive safely at the refuge and will gather strength to take back the throne you seized. So, even if you can conquer Krakov and occupy the palace, you will still be overshadowed by their presence. You will not sleep well. Instead, the steps you take today will bring destruction to your nation."
Despite being enraged by what these troublemakers said, duke Cetner refrained from yelling and cursing. Instead, he calmed himself down by taking a deep breath.
"Then, what points do I want to convey? Don't you come here just to scare me? How funny! A weak person like you will never be able to bully me!"
"Well, said the person who can be easily subdued. By the way, I'm not scaring you. If you don't believe, prove it yourself. Aye right?
"You know, I just want to see this kingdom destroyed along with you and your enemies. As you open your eyes that the faster you pursue your dreams, the closer the destruction will come. Step by step."
The cat stood up. Patting his black clothes that were a bit dirty from the dust, he prepared to leave.
"Ah I almost forgot. The Riga-Dnipro kingdom had crossed the borders of the Warsaw kingdom and conquered the surrounding territories quickly. In less than a week they will arrive in Krakov. So, prepare yourself. See you soon."
Suddenly, duke Cetner's mind went blank.
