756 Sarcasm (1/2)

Even though it was clearly the afternoon, it was still completely dark outside. A human warrior was dying every second. The royal dragon knights' and White Wolves' combat strength would be seriously affected in such a situation.

”Something is wrong with this rain.”

The first person to approach me was that familiar shameless former classmate of mine, Kaid.

Although I was allied with the Mage Country, I hadn't interacted much with the Cloud Tower for the past century, so I was still a bit distant from the mages of the new generation. As for the older archmages, most of them were far too sly, and preferred to think rather than act. They would be capable of sitting down together for several months without saying a single word as long as there was no need.

Kaid probably seemed really old—fine, he definitely seemed really old—but apart from his shameless personality, he really was an excellent candidate to soften up the prickly archmages. It was really convenient to have a friendly senior who was easy to get along with.

And now, Kaid was also my mediator with the mages from the Truth Symposium.

As for Harloys? Who was that? The tall elf who was happily laughing at the archmages' flattery wasn't my cat at all!

Ahem, getting back on topic, although Harloys and I were both Undead Emperors, why was she so respected and welcomed while I was quietly forgotten in the corner?

”This? How about beauty? It's your fault for not being a girl or a pretty gay boy. Who would surround a stinky man?”

Alright, Kaid, you actually dared to speak the truth? You'd better watch out for my petty revenge against you.

Although we were continuing to chat quite casually, we reached an accord regarding the current situation. No matter if this torrential downpour was coincidental or intentionally caused by a high-level mage, this rain was far too detrimental for the human side.

I still highly doubted that such an undead army would be able to annihilate our allied forces, but suffering too many losses right from the onset would be too great a blow to the morale.

”Is there any way to dispel this rain? Maybe a water magic archmage?” I asked, but unsurprisingly only saw a head shaking in reply.

Mages would have their limits. Summoning a patch of clouds for rainfall wouldn't be that difficult. This would only require a water magic archmage or high-level druid.

However, such clouds constructed out of the water element would also be quite easy to dispel. Those clouds also wouldn't have much rainfall.

Trying to cancel out major rainfall which already existed was something which broke the fundamental natural laws since this was an already existing natural phenomenon. Trying to delete or erase a natural phenomenon would be the equivalent of trying to fight against nature itself and the order of the world.

”There's not enough time.”

As high-level mages, we would have methods to deal with any calamity, but any forbidden spell or ritual magic would require time to prepare. Right now, there wasn't enough time for such things.

I could sense that lives were being lost every second. These were elite human soldiers among the elites. They would probably feel quite aggrieved dying to ordinary skeleton cannon fodder.

”Masters, His Majesty requests that all of you help dispel the rain!”

Finally, a messenger from Halent arrived, even if he was rather late. Still, nobody had the heart to blame the messenger after seeing that he was covered in blood.

The mages had already begun preparing before he even arrived.

”Use fire magic which is countered by water magic?”

”Do you think that our side isn't dying fast enough?”

”Maybe we should try the opposite of what's expected, and use ice magic, a branch of water magic. We should try to freeze the rain!”

”That would just transform the rain into icicle shards or a blizzard, you know? You're such a genius, increasing the weather's attack power against our own side.”

”Let's just directly use earth magic to create a wall to block the rain… Fine, I'll shut up.”

Sometimes, it would also be a problem to have too many mages since one idea would immediately be rejected by the others. If there were only a few archmages around, the final plan would likely be whoever simply acted first.

”If only there was an Anti-holy Knight here.”

”Are you stupid? They can only dispel magic and divine power. How are they supposed to dispel a natural phenomenon?”

I shook my head as these mages couldn't be relied upon. If this was a normal time, then I would really enjoy letting them debate and seeing what plan they would finally come up with.

Waiting around would also help to discover what aces our allies had. I was actually quite curious why Halent was so confident that he could suppress all the others and take the leadership.

But right now, I could sense that someone strong was observing us from high up in the sky. If the undead found that their probing attack was effective, then this attack would transform into an all-out attack.

”…So an Undead Emperor has arrived? Such a fluctuating and impatient magical wavelength actually belongs to an Undead Emperor? Is this 'Undead Wizard' Shupnus of the Deathmist Plane?”

The restless power of death was active in the darkness. Various chains of death were being created. Even Shupnus himself probably hadn't expected that his probing attack would be so effective. Shupnus was currently summoning his personal undead army. If the combat situation continued to favor the undead so much, then Shupnus would launch an all-out attack.

That would be an undead army numbering in the millions. If Shupnus sent his entire army, then the battle would become utterly chaotic, and it would become necessary to win as quickly as possible.

If such a chaotic battle erupted, then having individually powerful mages like us wouldn't be that meaningful. Large AOE forbidden spells wouldn't be usable at all, as there was nowhere to cast them, so our only use would be to gang up on the Undead Emperor… which was such a terrible idea that I gave up immediately.

”Holy Light, your enemy is right in front of me, so I shall grant you the properties of Cleansing and Purity. Please protect me!”

The archmages all had looks of astonishment as I clasped my hands together and sincerely prayed to the Holy Light.

Faint wings of light suddenly flashed into existence on my back.

I then directly stepped off the luxurious horse-drawn carriage and tossed myself into battle.