Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

"Thank you so much for your help. I hope these people can be a helping hand this time and can help us break the will of their companions."

Breaking away from the area where everyone was thanking him, Bruno Bastian breathed a sigh of relief. Having them set an example could at least stop those people from attacking without fear of death.

"This is just a drop in the bucket. I'm afraid the situation will not be good in the future. You will be busy next."

Even if these people lose, they still have no choice but to pay the price.

In the next few days, the coalition forces accelerated their attacks as if they had received some order. They avoided the defense line on the port coast and began to project troops to the rear.

While cutting an isolation strip out of the forest, they drove the forest guards back. On one side, they began to advance towards the urban defense line.

Although there was no long-range support from the fleet's artillery fire, the advantages in equipment, numbers, and most importantly, organization, overwhelmed these natives and temporary workers.

Large artillery could not come up, and the continuous bombardment of small artillery also destroyed all the plants and things near the city's periphery, leaving only defensive trench buildings.

Hermione helped them deal with the problem of the slave army during this period. She could end the war in an instant, and the other party could directly destroy the place.

"Are you okay, Anatolena."

"Thank you, Lord Austin, for your concern. I can still persist. A warrior will not fall so easily."

Anatole, who had changed into a military uniform, returned here to recuperate with her right hand bandaged, her face a little pale. Due to lack of manpower these days, women, young and old have been mobilized.

She was shot in the arm when she was throwing bombs towards the opposite side in the trench, but she still threw the bunch of bombs out. He didn't come back to recuperate until the fighting stopped.

Most of the houses on the inner side of the city have been evacuated, leaving some remnants of walls affected by artillery fire.

Hermione planned to go to the depths of the forest behind. Anyway, this distance was nothing to her. It's been a long time coming.

After saying hello to Bruno Bastian, he left the headquarters and walked a few steps past the edge of the dilapidated city.

The soldiers in the trench below were resting and looking for some entertainment to relieve the tension of the past few days.

Burnt black particles of soil covered the area. Soldiers on duty wearing helmets of the same color carefully looked around to prevent being hit by snipers in the dark.

On the other side's Union Army position, the slave troops who were separated in several places could only move things to build defensive lines and construct positions.

The urging coalition forces were on guard in all directions, and the bulk artillery parts were continuously transported by those people in small boats and stored in dug places.

Hermione, who came to the side of the transport team, watched them unloading. These were small-caliber field cannons, which were fairly normal.

She believed that this group of coalition forces had already sacrificed too much and were a little too persistent for the sake of this island that could only disgust Loen.

These 'slave armies' are also a resource and should not be wasted here. Going to the mainland to support the war is more valuable than here.

"Why do the superiors want us to head into the forest? We will only suffer heavy losses there. It is better to attack the city directly."

"I don't understand either. Although these natives are vulnerable on a frontal battlefield, we will have a lot of trouble if they enter the opponent's territory and spread out."

The two young officers whispered to one side, and Hermione, who was standing behind the shadows, heard them clearly. It seemed that the other party really had some intentions.

"The adults above probably know it well. It seems there is something important inside. It's a pity that we don't have the rank to know."

"Just let those cannon fodders clear the way in front. I didn't expect that the other party could actually terminate the divine contract. With those traitors around, these people may not be able to do their best."

"It just needs to be used to open a good road. There is no need to be too demanding. I'm afraid it will be the same if you and I fall into the hands of the other party."

"I don't know when it will end. I miss the days in East Balam. Fighting here has no meaning at all."

The rest of the conversation was filled with thoughts about missing her family's life. Hermione saw and couldn't find out anything and headed directly towards the battleship on the distant coastline.

I originally wanted to go to the extinct volcano in the forest, but now that I know some things, I have to understand it, otherwise I will always feel itchy.

Some of the decks of the battleship were new and some were old. The busy crew members were walking around, forgetting Hermione who was walking in the shadows. She followed the open door to the area where the command post was located.

Based on the information obtained from conversations and pedestrian conversations, we came to the command room. The surrounding walls were made of U-shaped transparent glass, allowing us to see the surrounding scenes clearly.

There is a table stacked with maps on the middle table, where two middle-aged men in military uniforms are drawing and comparing the documents in their hands.

"If this place is a little deeper, we can get closer and suppress their artillery position from the blind spot on the side. This way we don't have to worry about too much damage."

"The opponent has already made preparations under the sea. It's difficult. It's more reliable to disassemble the main gun and assemble it than this."

"If a saint helps me clean it up, it will be quick. It only takes a moment."

"You think the other party doesn't have it? We already have an absolute advantage, but we can't attack this place for a long time. The entire fleet has a huge responsibility."

"The captain has gone back for a meeting. There will be new orders when he comes back. Then it's time to set off."

"I hope to use extraordinary magic to push the sea surface here a few meters higher. We will directly use battleship artillery to blast the defense line they established behind."

"Then we'll head into the mountains, right, Chief of Staff?"

"The tribes inside have several mysterious items, some of which are required by the church, and there is nothing we can do about them."

"We also need to get some comfort, Chief of Staff."

"Don't worry, each person will pick half. Since we are united, don't make it too ugly."

Hermione here still hasn't gotten the specific information she wants. These people who don't know anything and pretend to be confident are really misleading others.

"It seems that a strong person on the other side has taken action to terminate the fair contract. Those servants seem to be unwilling to continue working."

"The above didn't say anything. Anyway, it's up to them to handle it. We can't get involved. We just have to make an offensive plan honestly."

In fact, the young officer just now did not know these contracts. If the contract was witnessed by gods, Hermione would definitely not be able to cancel it. The other person will still die.

But the gods cannot do these things idlely, and there are not many responses to prayers. Most of them are arranged by the people below.

Hermione directly reflected the connection between them to the illusory version of herself in the mirror, stuck a bug and asked 'them' to die for them, so that it was resolved.

After hearing about the battle plan, she turned around and left here to continue busy with her own affairs. Let's come back and take a look.