I Was Mistaken as a Genius Mage in a Game-Chapter 80

Valorand.

In the rear of the Valorand front, the fiercest battleground on the current continent, chaos and screams were just as loud as the front line. Most of the screams were coming from the mouths of the wounded, and the chaos was coming from the mouths of the priests and doctors who were taking care of the wounded.

In order to supply arrows, swords, shields, etc. to the front line, the new recruits were running around like their feet were on fire, and the officers were busy calming the confused soldiers and sending soldiers to positions where they could influence the battle situation.

The nuns and priests had no time to catch their breath as they were busy transporting and treating the wounded to a safe place, and the wounded soldiers were just screaming in pain.

“Get the priests or nuns here quickly! The platoon leader is about to suffocate!”

“They say there’s a shortage of arrows at the front line! Supply officer, please send the kids to supply arrows right now! It’s urgent!”

“Tell the 2nd platoon to return to the rear, the demons are currently focused on the front line.......”

Boom!

Silence fell for a moment in the rear line filled with chaos. The huge light and the cracking sound that came with it paralyzed their five senses. At the sudden flash, some of the wounded thought that their end was near.

The flash and the cracking sound repeated over and over again. The soldiers in the rear who came to their senses belatedly realized that what had blinded their ears and eyes was lightning and thunder, and turned their eyes toward the front line.

The front line seen from afar was no different from a demonic realm.

The thick dark clouds covering the sky were being sucked into the center of the front line at an unprecedented speed, and a baptism of huge lightning continuously descended on the battlefield. Even at the rear, dozens of kilometers away, a deafening thunderclap reverberated through their entire bodies, and the air was so hot that they could feel it on their skin.

When the wrath of the sky that lasted for about a minute ended, the sky showed its blue face as if nothing had happened.

Most of the soldiers were dumbfounded, unable to understand the situation, but the black-haired wizard with a pipe in his mouth simply looked at the front line with a satisfied smile.

“......This is also better than expected.”

Saint Grisha stood next to the black-haired wizard, Belle Artois, who was smoking a pipe. The two of them had bloodshot eyes filled with laughter.

“You’re Alter Heindel’s favorite disciple. And you’re the youngest 5th Circle wizard in history. It’s not strange for you to stand out.”

Belle nodded slightly at Grisha’s words. Although they were from different schools, the appearance of a capable junior seemed to put his mind at ease.

“How many great lords can you see?”

“Hmm...... Wait a minute.”

Grisha replied lightly and leaned his head forward. Thanks to the buff that strengthened his five senses, Grisha’s eyes were now incomparably sharper than those of an elf.

“......There are two great lords that can be identified with the naked eye right now. One is...... recovering from the aftereffects of being struck by lightning, and the other is watching. As expected, the fog and dark clouds have cleared...... and the soldiers’ gazes seem to have changed a bit, don’t you think?”

“What about the other two?”

“I can’t identify them with the naked eye. They must be hiding somewhere.”

“Yeah. Anyway, until the two of us show up, he’ll just hide in a dark place and watch for the rest of his life. Even if he hesitates for a moment, a great monarch is a great monarch. It’s hard to believe that those two monsters will be killed by the soldiers at the front line right now.”

“Are you okay? You used up a lot of magic power, right?”

“You pretended to run out of magic power for the operation, but you actually still have plenty of magic power.”

“.......”

Grisha tried hard to ignore Bell’s bluff.

Bell actually had some magic power left... ... but considering the scale of the battle that was about to unfold, the magic power remaining in his body was far from enough.

She wanted to tell him to stay in the rear. However, she knew very well that Bell wouldn’t listen to her even if she said that.

“Let’s go.”

Bell slowly started down the hill. Grisha followed him with a worried expression, and the officers and soldiers who saw the two of them asked Bell with anxious expressions, “Where on earth are you going with your exhausted body?”

“To win.”

The officers and soldiers who heard his answer blocked his path, thinking that he had used up all his magic.

“I am the supreme commander of this battlefield. The greatest reversal in history is about to happen, and you are telling me to lie down on my barracks bed and suck my fingers?”

The soldiers who heard Bell’s cold voice could no longer stop him. Only new questions burst out of their mouths.

“......A reversal, you say?”

“A reversal that will be remembered in the history of the continent. Watch.”

Watch.

Those words were not just for the soldiers in front of him. They were also for his subordinates who were buried somewhere in that battlefield and had been turned to dust.

Bell’s left arm began to hurt again. A ringing sound echoed in his ears. He couldn’t tell if it was the ringing caused by the thunderstorm that had just swept through the battlefield, or the ringing caused by another wound.

A uselessly pleasant south wind began to blow.

It was an excessively gentle wind for someone going into battle.

* * *

It was heating up.

The steel blades and shields were heating up, the voices of the magicians were heating up, and the fingertips of the archers holding their bows were heating up.

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The air was overheated and the soldiers were overly excited.

The infantrymen stepped forward on the hard floor, and the great overlord, Raguel, who boasted large wings, quietly said, “Stop it.”

Then the hard floor began to shake. The mutants hidden in the mud of the no man’s land were revealed.

They were completely destroyed and burned black by the aftermath of the storm Lir had created, but they somehow managed to move their bodies.

“Tsk, not even half of them survived.”

Raguel raised his finger with a sharp look in his eyes as if he was annoyed. At his command, the charred flesh began to run toward them with thick axes and greatswords.

The soldiers easily dealt with the injured mutants. No matter how exhausted they were, these people on this battlefield were the best of the best. The mutants who had been fried by lightning once could not stop their advance.

“A high-ranking lord appears in the sky at 1 o’clock! He is leading the group!”

A report that was almost a scream was heard from behind the soldiers. It was the voice of an elf holding a large bow.

The soldiers turned their eyes to see the large winged demons flying toward them with their backs to the blue sky.

“Prepare to intercept!”

Thanks to the disappearance of fog and dark clouds, they were able to quickly spot their enemies. The elven archers and wizards simultaneously aimed their staffs and arrows at them, and soon the sharp arrowheads began to fly straight through the wind.

The arrows that had left the bowstring hit the heart of a high-ranking demon dozens of kilometers away. It was an incredible speed ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) that was hard to believe for an arrow shot by an ordinary human.

“Tailwind.”

This was because the arrows shot by the archers were supplemented by the help of the magicians of the Atmosphere School. A large hole was made in the demon’s chest as if it had been hit by a cannon, and a large shock wave spread to the demons around it.

“Useless resistance......!”

The high-ranking demon with a large hole in his chest shouted as he quickly repaired his damaged body.

“Where is the core?!”

“When you know everything about it?! You’ll get hit by the core someday, let’s pour it out!”

The arrows of the archers shot up into the sky like a fountain. The air gathered at the back of the arrow exploded like gunpowder according to the wizard’s voice.

Looking at the rain of flying arrows, the high-ranking demons with large wings raised their palms. A faint curtain enveloped their bodies, and soon the arrows that had been flying in a straight line suddenly changed their trajectories and scattered in all directions.

Rather than blocking attacks using a strong shield, it was more like a magic that felt like a martial arts master deflecting an opponent’s punch.

“Damn it! Physical attacks won’t work?!”

One of the archers shouted as they watched the high-ranking demons scattering countless arrows. It was a form they had never seen before.

And they didn’t have the leisure to analyze each and every defensive magic they had never seen before and find a way to destroy it. Even at this moment, the high-ranking demons were flying at a fast speed, pouring their magical power over the heads of the infantry.

If they couldn’t intercept them right away, it was clear that their allies would suffer great damage.

“Change the method! Archers support the ground forces! Wizards go directly to intercept.......”

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“Karaoke.”

A cold, chilling voice passes through the officer’s voice giving orders loudly.

Bam!

The next moment, a huge black spot appears between the high-ranking demons flying toward them, and it quickly expands and emits an intense light.

A large mass of light that embraces everything around it suddenly landed.

The soldiers’ armor, shields, and swords, which were already hot, added to the heat.

In the intense heat, the soldiers felt like seafood trapped in a steamer. Nevertheless, rather than complaining or screaming in pain, they were busy exclaiming in joy.

There was only one wizard in the world who could create such a large flame with just one soft word.

“All troops, don’t stop your legs.”

It was a cold, chilling voice, yet full of daylight. The voice, filled with anger, was also mixed with an unknown sense of injustice and sadness.

On top of his pitch-black hair, faint ash began to settle. Nothing remained where the huge explosion had occurred.

Behind the man who had reduced dozens of high-ranking monarchs to ashes with just one word, stood a woman in priestly attire stained with blood and mud. She was reciting a soft prayer for the bloody battlefield and the soldiers wielding their swords on it.

“We are behind you.”

The black-haired wizard who spoke softly swore softly as he brushed away the ash that had settled on his head.

Overlord Raguel looked quite puzzled at Bell’s appearance.

“......You have barely any magic left. Have you forgotten that the eyes of the demons can see magic? If you use any more magic, you’ll be exhausted.”

“You’re talking about other people’s magic, you’re just being annoying...... It’s annoying.”

Bell seemed to ignore Raguel’s voice.

“That’s right! It’s because of that brat. You still have a lot of growing to do, so you can’t be sure that brat can win against the Overlords. But you have the potential to kill him...... You came to die in his stead. It’s definitely a reasonable judgment.”

Raguel, who had been observing the situation for a moment, began to talk loudly as if he had read Bell’s mind. Bin clicked his tongue inwardly, thinking, ‘That idiot seems to think that Bell had no choice but to drag his exhausted body to the battlefield to save me.’

“So, do you have an escape plan? How are you going to get that brat out against the four overlords? 80% of the land of Valorland has fallen into the hands of the demons, so how are you going to rescue that brat now......”

“Soldiers!”

Bell shouted loudly, cutting off Raguel’s words. The soldiers, who were swinging their swords and shields, couldn’t help but be momentarily taken aback by the loud and intimidating voice that was hard to believe was from a wizard.

“......That, that beggar.”

Raguel, who had been pleasantly ignored, crumpled his expression and openly expressed his displeasure.

“Everyone, did you eat a full breakfast today!”

Of course, regardless of Raguel’s displeasure, Bell continued his speech.

“I don’t know where each of you are from! If you didn’t eat a hearty breakfast today, you’re going to suffer from hunger all day. There’s no dinner coming today!”

The cries of the black-haired wizard resonated deeply. For this general, who had experienced so much blood and death over the past two months, had a deep sense of sorrow that no one could have guessed.

“There will be no banquet to celebrate today’s victory! Most soldiers would rather spend dinner with their families than with the beggar faces they’ve seen all two months.”

At his confident tone, the soldiers looked at each other in shock, then began to smile faintly.

The weight of Bell’s words was different from that of other commanders.

Unlike other ordinary commanders, Bell doesn’t lie to boost morale. He had never once told a simple lie, such as that supplies would arrive soon or that the battle situation would turn favorable.

“Soldiers, thank you for staying alive until today! And I have one more request!”

He calmly and coolly assessed the current situation and relayed it to the soldiers. I don’t know if it was his nature, but Bell always spoke coldly and coolly about reality to the soldiers who lived with the anxiety that they might die tomorrow.

“Suffer just one more day! Be angry just one more day! Slay the enemies just one more day! Die just one more day!”

When he said a ‘high risk’ mission, it was literally a suicide mission that was difficult to return from alive, and when he said an ‘easy mission’, it was a mission with a low difficulty level that could be completed with one’s eyes closed.

“Instead, I will bring victory. I will kill all four of your overlords without leaving a trace.”

So... ... The fact that he was so sure of victory was a good sign for the soldiers.

Belle was not the kind of person who would tell such sweet lies to the soldiers even if his tongue was cut off.

The soldiers were sure.

Belle had been hiding some kind of secret plan all this time, and he would bring it out at this moment.

The word bluff was not a word that suited the man named Belle Artois at all.

He was an endlessly cynical realist, a fierce efficiency enthusiast, and a perfect strategist without a single flaw.

“Your revenge! General of the Continental Alliance! I, Belle Artois, will take responsibility for it!”

Belle Artois shouted loudly as if pouring out the deep resentment he had built up in his chest.

“Survival is not given for free! So fight, soldiers! Fight, soldiers! Give your lives, soldiers! If you don’t want to feel this hell of today tomorrow, scream and prepare to have your heart pierced by the enemy’s sword!”

“Eww!”

The soldiers screamed in time with Bell’s shout. The hands holding their swords trembled with fear, and their arms and legs were covered in sweat from the heat of battle.

The soldiers advanced a little faster, tearing at the flesh before their eyes. The poisonous blood melted their armor and shields, but the soldiers didn’t care.

“Let’s die together.”

The heat of the battlefield had now reached its peak.