Rodrickâs army had prepared a staggering twenty trebuchets, all of them large-scale weapons.
The stones thrown by these massive trebuchets were each capable of immense destruction.
However, these stones never reached the walls of Silverlight.
CRACK!
BOOM!
Thunder struck from the sky, destroying all the incoming stones mid-flight.
âThe enemy mage is moving!â
âDeploy the mana shields!â
Rodrickâs mages scrambled into action. They needed to block Fenrisâs mages and counterattack.
The leader of their mages, the sixth-circle master Dnessi, shouted,
âThe highest-level mage from Fenris is a sixth-circle mage! The others are lower-circle mages, so we can easily contain them. First, seal the enemy mages, then continue the trebuchet assault and use magic to attack the walls!â
In war, the goal was often to break the enemyâs momentum with ranged attacks, and the more mages one had, the easier it became.
The magical battle between the two sides began anew.
Fenris also had nearly one hundred mages on their side.
But Rodrickâs army had three sixth-circle mages. With just one of them, they could easily deal with Fenris's sixth-circle mage.
The other two sixth-circle mages were enough to suppress the lower-circle mages from Fenris.
This would allow the fifth-circle mages and the rest of the mages to unleash their attacks on Fenrisâs forces.
âWeâll attack first!â
Rodrickâs mages cast their spells confidently. By attacking first, they forced the enemy to focus on defense.
FWOOSH!
A barrage of magic erupted from Rodrickâs camp. The attack was so powerful it could not only wipe out the soldiers on the walls but also potentially bring down the entire castle.
Fenrisâs mages, overwhelmed, would be too busy countering the spells to mount any proper retaliation.
Dnessi stretched out his hand and shouted again, more confidently,
âDonât hold back! They canât counter all of this!â
If Fenrisâs sixth-circle mage poured all their mana into defense, they could block the two sixth-circle mages from Rodrickâs army.
However, even if the lower-circle mages combined their efforts, they could never stop the rest of Rodrickâs attack.
Dnessi truly believed this.
That was until a woman stepped forward from the walls of Silverlight.
âDisappear.â
Vanessa murmured softly, drawing her hand through the air.
Simultaneously, hundreds of incoming spells from Rodrickâs forces dispersed into thin air, like a mirage.
âHuh?â
Dnessi looked dumbfounded.
Such an occurrence was impossible.
Even if all of Fenrisâs mages combined their power to cancel the spells, the lower-level spells should have disappeared first.
Rodrickâs mages, caught off guard, halted their attack in confusion.
âWhatâs going on?â
âDo they have more mages than us?â
âThatâs impossible, isnât it?â
Fenrisâs mages, having grown to nearly a hundred in number, was common knowledge to Rodrickâs forces.
But most of Fenrisâs mages were lower-circle. There was no way they could counter high-level magesâ spells like this in an instant.
Just as Rodrickâs mages were stunned, Vanessa elegantly waved her hand again.
âFire Pillar.â
It was a fifth-circle spell, but one that could only be cast by a seventh-circle mage. Additionally, it involved a multi-casting technique that no one else dared attempt.
Suddenly, huge pillars of fire erupted simultaneously across Rodrickâs camp.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
âAhhh!â
Before Rodrickâs forces could regain their composure, the intense columns of flame tore through their trebuchets and siege towers.
BOOM!
The massive trebuchets and siege towers were engulfed in flames, crumbling into destruction.
It was only then that Dnessi regained his senses and shouted in alarm,
âQuick, dispel the magic! Iâll counterattack!â
A sixth-circle mage beside him gathered mana and cast Dispel. Some of the fire pillars flickered and vanished.
But that was all. The flames continued to rise in multiple places.
BOOM! BOOM!
âWhatâs happening! Dispel the magic now!â
âMy mana canât handle it!â
Another sixth-circle mage cried out, his face pale. The immense mana from the enemy was overwhelming his spells, rendering them mostly ineffective.
Dnessi shouted desperately to another mage.
âHelp me!â
Since there were no mages left to stop Alfoy, Rodrickâs forces were completely vulnerable to the fire lances.
Alfoy, empowered by the Dragon Heartâs immense mana, recklessly cast spell after spell.
âThis is it! This is really it!â
Alfoy was elated, even more so as he unleashed his magic.
He had never had the chance to actively use magic in war before. His role had always been to act as a living mana battery, providing power to Vanessa.
For the first time, he was using magic in battle, and he couldnât be happier.
âMy name will be known far and wide!â
Driven by an insatiable thirst for fame, Alfoy gave everything he had.
In fact, it might have been better to use fourth-circle magic instead of fifth-circle magic to deal with the enemy army. His mana had continued to overflow, even after casting dozens of spells.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Though the enemyâs army numbered sixty thousand, the soldiers didnât fall all at once. Still, Alfoyâs attacks caused significant damage and confusion.
âKnights, block it!â
Once Rodrickâs forces couldnât rely on magic, their knights rushed out to block the spells with their shields.
Alfoy was effectively facing dozens of knights on his own. While it was an impressive feat, he was growing frustrated as his magic was being blocked.
âWhat the hell! Why are they blocking everything now? I should be wiping them all out with my magic!â
He still didnât fully realize how important his role was. He was just angry that his magic was being stopped.
The first priority in a war should be to block the enemyâs magical power. As the magical attacks from both sides slowed down, Rodrickâs army began to make its move.
âKill those bastards now!â
Rodrick, already fuming, became even angrier when his magical forces didnât yield any results.
At his command, the officers shouted.
âGet the ranks back in formation and march forward!â
âThrow away the trebuchets! Bring the siege towers!â
âWe must take the castle at once!â
As sixty thousand troops began to move, the sheer momentum was overwhelming.
There were still ten siege towers remaining, and even one of them was enough to capture a small castle.
RUMBLE!
The soldiers began dragging the siege towers forward.
If these ten siege towers reached the walls, Fenris would have no way to stop them.
âShield-bearers, clear the path!â
The heavy infantry, carrying wide shields, formed up and carefully advanced. They had to protect the siege towers from the enemyâs arrows.
Silverlight was situated slightly higher than the surrounding area. The difference was so small that it was barely noticeable from a distance, but the soldiers could feel the difference as they moved the siege towers.
âDamn it, is this a slope? This is harder than during training.â
âJust a little more, and weâll have them. Once weâre close, itâs over for them.â
âPush harder! The slope is steep!â
Even with a shallow incline, the massive weight of the siege towers made the difference quickly apparent.
As they cautiously approached, there was still no movement from Fenrisâs side. Not even an arrow flew.
âHey! Rodrick! You damn fool!â
All that could be heard was Asconâs curses.
Naturally, the command staff, caught up in Rodrickâs fury, urged the soldiers forward.
âMove faster!â
âWeâll be able to attack once we get closer! The closer we get, the better it will be for us!â
At the urging of the officers, the soldiers picked up the pace.
But the closer they got, the more they realized just how uncomfortable their movements had become.
Squish. Squish. Squish.
By this point, the ground was covered in dirt and sand, rising up to the soldiersâ ankles.
âDamn it, is this the North? This ground is shit.â
âUgh, look at all this dust.â
âItâs hard to walk through the sand.â
Naturally, the movement of the siege towers slowed down as well. The incline, combined with the dirt and sand, made it even harder to push them forward.
Squish! Squish! Squish!
The soldiers struggled through the dirt and sand as they advanced.
Coming from the vast plains, this environment drained them with every step they took.
They were so close now, only a little further to bring the siege towers to the walls. Yet, no arrow attack had begun.
Rodrickâs forces, not wanting to miss this opportunity, pushed their speed to the limit.
It wasnât until they were within clear sight that Claude finally spoke.
âWar, really, itâs just like a card game. Itâs all about taking turns and seeing what cards the other player has. Of course, in the end, the one with the better hand wins.â
He smiled and waved his hand.
âOpen the first floodgate.â
At Claudeâs command, soldiers moved into position. Soon, hundreds of small holes at the bottom of Silverlightâs walls opened, and water began to pour out.
WHOOSH!