Chapter 90 (2/2)
“According to the report from the scouts, there are about 5,000 Small Demons, several hundred Large Demons, and five Rock Demons. There is also one gigantic individual of a never before seen species. All heading straight towards Filsand.”
“ “......!” ”
Every single face in the command room grows pale at the Duke’s dispa.s.sionate recounting.
Incidentally, those in the room are the Duke, his second son Agbeil, his knight commander and court magician, generals of his official army, the prime minister and other chief va.s.sals.
“What is our military strength?”
“Yes, sir. 800 knights and 1,000 standard soldiers, but we can gather 1,000 more i
f we immediately conscript the populace.”
No one has the leisure of standing on ceremony. The general that the Duke indicated with a jerk of his chin replies immediately.
“The way this could go badly is if we have to split our forces to also remain vigilant against being attacked by the barbarians. And even though we can increase the size of our forces by 1,000, it would still take time.”
“Five or six thousand Shadow Demons isn’t enough to overwhelm Filsand and Castle of Fort.i.tude though.”
Whereas the Duke is murmuring in deliberation, one of the knights replies with emphasis. His voice is hard, but is still filled with quite some strength. It’s true that the walls of Filsand and Castle of Fort.i.tude are much thicker and st.u.r.dier than even the White Sword Castle’s.
However, according to the knowledge that I had learned as a TRPG gamer, it takes 3 times the number of troops to conquer a fully prepared castle. Which means the Shadow Demons already have more than enough to do so. Large Demons and Rock Demons are each equal to several tens of soldiers. Throw in the unidentifiable large individual, and our prospects look quite grim.
“How about letting the Shadow Demons catch up to the Shulz and eat them? Would they be satisfied with that and return to their nest?”
At the court magician’s words, which were uttered as if in flattery, Claura’s eyebrows shoot right up. She’s standing behind me, so I can’t actually see her, but I can feel it. Leid also probably has a really cold smile on his face.
More like, sacrifices are out of the question, but it seems like no one in this room has any intention of saving the Shulz.
Even if I go out and take care of the Legion before it reaches Filsand, how can I convince the Duke to provide protection for the Shulz?
As I am thinking about that, a messenger rushes into the command room.
“Reporting in. A m-, messenger from the Shulz reached us. They are requesting an audience with Duke-sama.”
“...... At this busy time…… Did they say what is it that they want to talk about?”
“The messenger identified himself as Raslas, the Tribe Chief of the Shulz. He offered to exchange the, the young lord, Balzard-sama? in exchange for safe pa.s.sage through our land and food provisions.”
Indeed, this is not a cheap game where you can get a ‘Happy End’ just by clearing all the lined up missions.
If I hadn’t wasted these past few days on the negotiations with the Duke and instead spent them for the Shulz, things might have been very different.
But still, isn’t this guy a bit too confused?
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