Charlsharl Kingdom Royal Castle.
A secret Artificial Labyrinth.
I tried various things.
The female magician from the north also bowed her head to my great form and began to seek my body herself ♪ Does she want my affection ♪?
“If Your Majesty has time.”
Then I’ll embrace you ♪! And she was obedient according to my will.
She might try to assassinate me by exploiting my weakness.
If you can kill me, try it ♪
Even if you can kill my physical body. You cannot kill my soul ♪!
I’ll leave my relationship with the female magician at that for now.
Next, a Magic Tool that harbors a submissive will.
[Brain], born from connecting multiple brains.
“Your, Maj, es, ty”
Still in broken speech.
Brain provides wonderful computational processing, you know.
For example, whether this kingdom will perish.
“In, 3,0, years, or, not”
There will likely be errors and unforeseen circumstances.
Thanks to this prediction. I can conduct experiments in the Artificial Labyrinth with peace of mind ♪
Thank you, Brain ♪! I, who created you, am a genius ♪!
“Fuhahahah—! Hahahahaha ♪♪”
Now, let me introduce my next subordinate.
A subordinate created from the interbreeding of men and women kidnapped from the four directions surrounding the Royal Capital.
Age 0, one month.
Looks like a twenty-year-old woman.
Scheduled to be a specialist capable of handling all ranges, close, middle, and far.
Her armament will be exchanged according to the distance.
I plan to equip her with about six types.
She is currently undergoing intense training in a small room created in the training ground.
Her name is [Sharie].
Named after “Specialist” and “Elite.”
I’ll expand the Artificial Labyrinth further underground.
I’ll return to my room and organize documents.
“Ugh~”
Outside the window is a snowy landscape.
It’s the middle of winter.
No fool would start a war.
By sneaking in a small, elite group of agents.
Analyze and divide from within.
The Information Officer can handle that much.
The King’s room.
“Ugh, there are so many piles of documents.”
Flip.
Facing the mountain of papers. My resolve to work wavered, but
if I don’t do it, it will only pile up. I’ll finish this and then observe the experimental results!
Two months later.
Today, spring is approaching, but it’s still snowing.
“Your Majesty, here is additional paperwork.”
“Ah, just leave it there.”
“Yes.”
Flip, flip.
Problems, petitions from various regions, and party invitations asking me to join factions.
I read them all and cleared the additional ones.
“Fuuu-”
Finally, I have free time.
The corridor is so lonely.
The underground prison.
I report the current situation to the Daruma Demon King.
After taunting him. I’ll take some of the Demon King’s magic power and flesh fragments.
“You scoundrel, GAH!”
“How dare you be insolent to His Majesty! Love! You lack love!”
The sound of a riding crop hitting the Demon King’s face echoes.
You had a rough day, Demon King ♪!
The lowest level of the Artificial Labyrinth.
Golem of human size are deployed for security.
The formation with the conjurer as the last fortress and substitute labyrinth core.
Within the labyrinth, I can activate things like falling ceilings and pitfalls.
With the ring of the labyrinth core, I expend magic power to create deeper underground areas.
“……..”
Seeing the female magician’s longing gaze.
I interrupted the labyrinth expansion.
I created a simple bed and, without minding the hard bed, I stripped the female magician and slept on her soft body.
While I was holding her, it was already time for dinner.
And, more documents.
Sigh. I wish spring would come sooner.
Then, the enemy countries to the west and north.
“I will trample them with my new forces. Fuhaha—! Hahahahaha ♪♪”
Spring, with new buds and warm breezes.
On the streets where the snow has melted.
A large unit of Knights (Golem) marches.
“Forward! Trample the enemy country!”
Oooooooooooooooh!!
The neighboring Tartarus Kingdom.
An enemy that has stolen nearly half of our western territory, families, and livelihoods.
“Advance—!! Activate your Support Devices (Back Weapons) at any time! The Border Line is just ahead—!”
Oooooooooooooooh!!
On the Tartarus Kingdom side.
The border guards detect the dust clouds rising into the sky and the vibrations shaking the ground from the Sharshar Kingdom side.
They summon reinforcements from nearby towns.
“The enemy’s scale is unknown! But rest assured ♪! They are weakened. If we crush the unit currently approaching, it will be our turn to attack. That will be their end. We will destroy their country—!!”
“UOOOOOH! Victory to our motherland! Death to them!”
Four hours later.
They greet the Sharshar Kingdom Army with their morale intact.
“Are they coming straight at us like that…”
“Their formation is scattered. Please give the order to attack.”
“Wait. If we let them get a little closer, it will be a waste of magic power.”
“Yes.”
The wall trembles violently as the Knights (Golem) approach.
“…Alright, shower them with Magic Bullets.”
“Yes! Fire the Magic Bullets—!!”
By order.
A rain of Magic Bullets falls upon the enemy machines (Golem) and enemy soldiers.
“Shields up! OOOOOOOOOH!”
“Yeah! GURAAAA!”
“Infantry and cavalry, stay behind… GAAAAH!”
On the Sharshar Kingdom side.
The first wave is hit by the enemy’s Magic Bullets, and casualty reports come in one after another.
Command and control are in the rear.
Not the Supervision Office watching over the deserters, but rather
the Information Department, which arrived with the Knights (Golem) unit from the Royal Capital.
“Disable them before they reach the enemy’s wall! To the operation headquarters! We should advance after organizing our formation!”
“Ah, that’s exactly right, but your suggestion is rejected.”
“Wh-.. Uwahhhhhh—Splash…”
“Are there any other Captain Units remaining? Please proceed.”
“This is unit 34! To the operation headquarters, what is it? Is it a change in plans?”
“No, it’s to maintain the current situation.”
“I see. Understood.”
The Tartarus Kingdom’s offensive does not let up.
The Sharshar Kingdom Army suffers over half its forces in a pointless sacrifice.
The Information Department, following the Royal Command.
“Deploy the new weapon!”
“Understood. Deploying the new weapon to the battlefield.”
Go sign.
Developed secretly by Nine.
An unmanned Knight (Golem).
Apparently, a completely autonomous type.
The cockpit area is filled with equipment.
Compared to conventional Mass Production Machines, the basic Possessed Magic Power and the number of gimmicks have increased.
“Brain. The fully autonomous soldier, [Alexy], will sortie.”
“Go, go!”
“Do your best—♪!”
“We’re counting on you—♪!”
The soldiers escorting the Information Department cheer for the machine (Alexy) controlled by Brain, born from a Supercomputer experiment.
Only Patch, the Director of the Information Department, knows that today is its trial run.
Total length 4 meters.
[Alexy].
It charges through the enemy’s Magic Bullet barrage.
While weaving through the shadows of friendly units that were shot down along the way, it reaches half the distance to the Border Line.
“Target that enemy machine over there—! Don’t let them get close!”
“OOOOOH! We’ll turn you into scrap!”
“Enemy machine’s attack concentrated. Initiating evasive maneuvers.”
Brain instantly analyzes the direction of the enemy machine’s staff (firing angle).
It calculates the optimal and shortest path,
evades the barrage, evades, evades.
Sometimes it uses the Support Device (Back Weapon) to offset or deflect, but only to a degree.
It steadily approaches the wall.
“Impossible!? We’ve been pinned down!! Drop rocks! Attack directly below! Someone—”
“Too late.”
Bashun!
“—GAAAAAHHHH!”
Brain fires at the enemy commander’s machine.
“Commander—!?”
The area above becomes chaotic, but Brain ignores it.
It hooks its fingers and toes onto the wall and climbs up.
“It’s coming up!?”
“Eat rocks!”
“Evasive maneuver detected.”
It points the Support Device (Back Weapon) downwards and fires.
It uses the propulsion to zigzag upwards.
“Guh.”
“We propose surrender. Refuse, and we will grant you a humiliating defeat. What is your reply?”
“F!ck off!”
“Refusal confirmed.”
Close combat with a giant humanoid weapon.
It seemed about to begin, but Brain jumped over the enemy machine’s head.
It lands right in the middle of a reinforcement unit that arrived from within enemy territory.
“Enemy!”
“Attack!”
“Target identified for engagement.”
Brain, again, ignores them.
It performs a jump using the Support Device (Back Weapon) to avoid close combat.
While airborne.
It targets enemy supply carts and carrying enemy machines with Magic Bullets.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.
“Primary target successfully destroyed. Searching for next target. Confirmed.”
“OOOOOH!”
“Obstruction of operational action. Eliminate.”
“NUOOH?!”
While narrowly dodging an enemy machine’s single-edged Greatsword.
It strikes the chest area where the cockpit is.
At that moment, it invades the enemy machine’s systems and takes control.
The environment inside the cockpit becomes a vacuum uninhabitable by living beings.
“Huh? Huhhh!? Open it!! Open…”
The Pilot loses control of the machine (Golem) and begins to panic as they lose air.
Seeing that it won’t open, they try to manually open the hatch.
However, thanks to Brain, the hatch is completely locked.
The Pilot chokes and struggles to death.
The Pilot used their Possessed Magic Power to create air and tried to hold on.
But they couldn’t generate air permanently.
They tried to use the machine’s (Golem’s) Possessed Magic Power.
Brain closed the magic supply pipe and blocked the absorption of magic power from everything inside the cockpit.
“Elimination complete. Continuing target destruction.”
Brain flamboyantly destroys the Tartarus Kingdom Army’s supplies with [Alexy].
The remaining forces of the Sharshar Kingdom Army follow suit.
Using the corpses of friendly units to their advantage, they approach within effective range of the Magic Bullets.
Finally, they counter-attack.
Full power without rest.
As a result, they blast through the wall and step onto the lost territory.
Morale is at its peak.
But the combat power is a mere pittance.
Only a few Golem machines.
Mostly cavalry and infantry.
Frankly, this is not enough combat power for an invasion.
“The new weapons are amazing!”
“Let’s go too!”
OOOOOH!
Nine, while hearing the news at the Royal Castle.
Confirms the progress of the unit heading towards the Northern Country.
“Engaging traitorous, nation-selling units.”
“Sigh, they’re still here. No matter. Crush them thoroughly.”
“As you command.”
Well then, I too will sortie in my Royal Exclusive Machine (King Star).
My destination is the west ♪
We will establish a bridgehead in the eastern part of the Tartarus Kingdom.
From there, we will attack the Royal Capital from the north and south.
“Nine, leaving in the Royal Exclusive Machine (King Star).”
It sorties from one of the Royal Castle’s towers.
