Plain Girl Hero of Darkness
Dragon versus Tiger!

Makeup Plains

Located to the east of the Mekian Holy Nation, the Rias Plain is right next to a mountain range with a large river that divides the plain into east and west. Spring had arrived at the Rias Plain, a place famous for the various flowers blooming here - but now, there was no sign of such a sight.

The crowd stomped on the flowers, ending his short life. And the reason was the two armies of the Sacred Winged Legion and Stonia, a total of 90,000 ready to face off here ..

(Before the Holy Winged Legion.)

Basecamp Duchy of Stonia

The one who was angry with his arms crossed was Field Marshal Auguste Gibbs Lanvinstein. He was a big man with a stocky body.

Returning to the Lunar Calendar of 997, when faced with the Empire's request that the Duchy of Stonia submit as a vassal state, Auguste was firmly in the eagle faction until the end. However, as suggested by the leader of the Four Sages, Roman, Archduke Silvester chose to become a vassal state. Auguste lost to the Empire without a fight.

(Hawk facts. Does anyone understand what that means?)

After that, he spent every day drinking his sorrows. And now, the Archduke Silvester ordered an invasion of the Holy Mecian Nation.

Upon receiving this edict, Auguste laughed coldly in his heart. They chose to become a vassal state to avoid war, but in the end they still had to fight.

And her opponent was a sacred land for the worshipers of the Goddess Citresia. Given the current condition of the troops, they would be better off fighting the Empire from the start.

「-What's wrong with my thoughts like this?」

Auguste looked at the fluttering purple army flag and the soldier in light green army clothes, and said to the Chief of Staff-Major General Cecilia Para Cadio, who was standing beside him. She was called the best genius woman since the founding of the Duchy of Stonia, and earned her place here by surpassing many talented officers.

「Field Marshal Sir, it's only natural that you're angry. But there is no point in saying anything more now, the dice have been thrown.」

Auguste knew that as well, but he still had to say it. He had to say it before this stupid battle started. But if he, a Field Marshal, complained again, the already low morale would get worse.

(For this time, this is an unsettling position to occupy.).

Pushing the darkness in his heart into a corner, Auguste gave a loud speech to his lethargic men.

「- Even so, the number of enemies is very small. I heard they have 40,000 to 50,000 soldiers. 」

There were at most 30,000 enemy soldiers, very different from the information provided by the Imperial envoy.

「It's true ... Was the Empire's estimate wrong?」

Cecilia said as she turned her gaze diagonally to the right. Standing there was a man in blue armor and robes. Military Consultants sent by the Empire to fight against the Mekian Holy Nation, Felixus von Sieger. Right now, he was observing the battlefield leisurely with his hands crossed.

「No, I can't imagine that happening. I heard the Empire's spy unit 『Heat Haze』 is very good. And there was also the strongest person in the Empire ... Well, he just looks like a gentle man with a pretty face.」

The women are hostile to each other, referring to Felixus, 『Azure Gentleman』 and emotional to him. The quarrel over whether he looked at them had happened quite often.

All that may sound stupid, but Auguste had to admit Felixus was a very handsome man. Her beautiful black hair, nose shaft and lips were flawless, and her dark blue eyes had tenderness and intelligence that did not live up to her reputation as the strongest person.

Not many men could become such a flashy sight just by standing still, so Auguste could understand why the women were so emotional to him. Even the Archduke princess looked at him with a thirsty expression, it made her speechless even to be angry about it.

「He is very handsome ..」

Cecilia said in a soft tone. Auguste sighed in his heart, 『You thirst for him too?』

「Ahem! - Chief of Staff Cecilia. 」

「M-I'm sorry. Assuming the Empire's estimates are not wrong, there is only one conclusion.」

Cecilia put on an awkward expression. Understanding what he meant, Auguste furrowed his brows.

「You said the Sacred Winged Legion underestimated us?」

「I wouldn't say such a thing..」.

「We submit to the Empire without a fight, so what can you do if they think like that.」

Auguste's dry laughter resounded hollowly. If he was in their position, he would feel the same way. Even with such thoughts in mind, aren't 30,000 exaggerated?

He did not know what the enemy commander was thinking, but the number of troops would affect the chances of victory, so naturally, Auguste would exert all the strength he had.

「We outnumber the Sacred Winged Legion by two to one. I don't see how we can fail, but..」.

Contrary to her stern tone, Cecilia's face did not look relaxed.

Auguste added:

「Moral our troops are low, but even with double their numbers, victory cannot be guaranteed - that's what you want to say, isn't it,?」

After a few seconds of hesitation, Cecilia nodded.

「Highly regrettable, but there are quite a number of defectors along our march.」

「Are the soldiers worshipers of Goddess Citresia?」

「As you said, they are the more godly of the devotees.」

Auguste took a deep breath and looked up at the sky. No matter what reason they gave, desertion in the face of battle could be put to death, even if their efforts ended in failure. They chose to flee despite knowing it, which showed how deep their faith was.

(Seinget gw, I've been clear. Desertion: military duty waiver.)

「Dewi Citresia ... Really problematic. Gods are unique, and we only need the only Gods, namely the War Gods, Zorbes. 」

With three heads and six arms, it holds weapons such as chakra and trident. In contrast to the Creator Goddess Citresia, she was known for her destructive prowess.

「Dewa War Zorbes ... I haven't heard that name in a long time. The last time I read about him was in the history of the founding of Stonia which I read when I was five years old.」

Cecilia said nostalgically. By the way, the history of the founder of Stonia is not a book devoted to children, it is used for research by historians.

Auguste did not show it and continued.

「Young people today are not interested in mythology, With that in mind, the popularity of Goddess Citresia is very surprising, Isn't that so, Chief of Staff Cecilia?」

「Y-Ya.」

Cecilia nodded slightly distracted for a reason.

「Already, enough about that. How do you handle people trying to defect?」

「Don't worry, we just held them for now. Under military law, they will be executed in public, but I think we should make an exception this time.」

Anyone other than Cecilia would definitely directly execute him. That's predictable. However, Cecilia was not a rule-abiding person and had a flexible mind, which was why Auguste thought so highly of her.

「Indeed. Things will not end in peace just by securing victory, I don't think the Church of Saint Illuminous will be silent.」

If they knew that his worshipers would be executed, the Church of Saint Illuminus would let the Knights of the Holy Church join the battle under the pretext of Holy War. In order to prevent things from turning out that way, they had to treat their people with care.

It was stifling, but that was the cruel reality that the Duchy of Stonia had to face.

「Your Highness, the enemy vanguard has started their attack.」

Auguste looked and observed the enemy had been deployed in the Arrow formation. They moved neatly as well with incredible discipline, clearly showing the rigorous training they had gone through.

「Taking up Arrow formation against troops doubled their number ... What do they really think?」

「They must be very confident in the upcoming battle.」

Have they never experienced a real war before? Anyway, this is a great opportunity.

「Field Marshal, how should we proceed?」

「Is this summer, when moths throw themselves into the fire? Lure them into the middle of our formation and get rid of them. That would presumably boost our morale.」

「Understanding, I will do the preparation.」

Cecilia's shrill voice echoed in the battlefield.

Sacred Winged Legion, Front Line

Of the 30,000 soldiers in the Holy Winged Legion, Amelia led 7,000 light infantry to form the vanguard. He flicked his hair back with his fingers, then casually looked at the 60,000 Stonia soldiers in formation before him.

The Sacred Guards had an intimidating aura about them after being deployed in the Arrow formation, in stark contrast to the stoic Stonia Army. One of the Twelve Winged Guards protecting the 『Gate of Six』 at La Shaim Castle is Senior Centurion Jan Alexia, who holds a spear. He walked towards Amelia who was at the forefront of the formation and saluted.

「Chiliarch Amelia, all preparations are done, we are ready to attack on your orders!」

Amelia took out a white pocket watch after receiving the report. He opened the cover that had a carving of the Goddess Citresia and checked the time.

「It takes 15 minutes for the formation to be ready, it's too long. Although this is a war to show the glory of Holy Angel to the world.」

Amelia said firmly and Jan reported.

「My deep apologies!」

「... I'll ignore it this time.」

「Thank you for your generosity!」

「There will be no next time, remember that.」

Amelia looked back and her gaze made Jan take a step back. But he immediately arranged himself and said firmly.

「Good! I'll scratch it into my heart!」

「Also, it is an honor for a warrior to be a pioneer. Spread the word, I will slash anyone who shows fear in the face of the enemy. 」

「Good! Your wish will be done, Chiliarch Amelia!」

He turned and ran. Shortly after, the Sacred Guards raised their weapons high with roars.

「「 Goddess Citresia will keep an eye on the Sacred Winged Legion !! 」」

「「 In the name of Holy Angel, victory will be ours! 」」

「「Then start raging at them, the party will start soon.」」

Amelia unsheathed her sword in high spirits and sounded the signal for the attack.

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...To Be Continue's...