The Extra Wants To Live

It takes quite some time to get to the Palton Territory in the northwest of the empire.

If everyone moved on horseback, as Carl did when he came to Himmeln, it would take three or four days, but the 'army' is very heavy.

In fact, this was true even though the number of central troops dispatched was not that large because it had to match the speed of the infantry and wagons.

Fortunately, there was no need to worry about water, which is the most important and troublesome thing in distribution.

The central army officially set out, and naturally, the water magician was also dispatched.

Whenever they took a regular break, three water wizards sat in front of a large barrel and made water, and soldiers came and filled their water canteens.

That's it.

There was no need to chart a course along a river or lake, no need to carry heavy loads of water, and no need to worry about getting sick from drinking contaminated water.

Of course, this was possible because the number of central troops dispatched was only 500. If there were more of them, it wouldn't have been possible for three wizards to handle them.

At that time, they would either increase the number of wizards or use the water that had been purified by magic by passing through the water source. There is nothing that must be taken as seriously as war. They have already devised all the methods.

Carl, who was leisurely riding a horse with the commanding staff, opened his mouth.

"It's convenient to have a water wizard. I wish I could have one too."

"Isn't there a water wizard in the Laurel Unit?"

"Before the Water Wizard, there were no wizards. Wizards were so..."

Carl's words trailed off slightly, but no one could tell what he was trying to say. The wizard is eccentric, calculating, and selfish.

It's not a prejudice; it's true. Magic is a discipline and skill that is purely talent-based.

Once you can use magic, you can say that you are a genius who is different from those around you. And since it is determined by talent, anyone can become a wizard regardless of class.

Even lowly commoners and slaves who were not even treated as human beings could rise in status in an instant. The country nobles are desperate to attract the precious wizard.

Naturally, most wizards become arrogant and their personalities change to something completely outrageous. And they never want to do anything that would harm them even the slightest.

Naturally, they don't want to associate with nobles who try to suppress them. Even if you are a wizard, you cannot overcome the difference in class. Since you have to do what you are told, you will not even meet with them in the first place.

A wizard belonging to the Imperial Central Army is very docile because if they stretch out, their neck will fall off.

But if you meet a wizard in another place and talk to them, you will often find yourself thinking,

'Hey, this punk, why don't I just stab them to death and bury them?'

'If there is a wizard who is truly human, you must catch them!'

There are so many wizards who don't seem human that it's understandable to have such a saying.

Carl also put up an advertisement and went out of his way to save the wizard, but these bastards somehow found out and ran away so quickly that he didn't even get to see them.

It was clear that they had no intention of joining in on the hero game that didn't even pay off. Carl, who tried to treat wizards without prejudice, was in a situation where he wanted to break the wizard's skull with prejudice for a year, and now Carl has also given up on wizards.

"You must have had a hard time."

"Next time, I'll try to drag you by putting a leash on you."

The nobles in the commanding staff burst into laughter at Carl's words.

But the shadows on one side of their faces couldn't be hidden because they too have had their share of headaches because of wizards.

'I wish I could take this opportunity to extract the magicians belonging to the central army or the imperial family...'

Carl was looking for an opportunity to kidnap... no, to snatch away a wizard.

In the original work, there was no episode where Aingir recruited a magician. read this on m _v _l _e _m _p _y _r

At least, that was the case until Lucas saw it.

In the beginning of the original novel, Adrian didn't really need a magician, and after some time, he recruited various organizations and nobles, and just gave orders to use magicians to solve problems.

After he became the emperor, he didn't even need to do the bothersome work of recruiting magicians. But now Carl desperately needed a wizard. So much so that he wished they would just fall from the sky.

"Hansval, I will go and inspect my soldiers for a moment."

"Yes, that's right."

Carl was relieved of his command after receiving procedural permission from Milione, the commander of the central forces currently deployed to suppress the rebellion.

"It's stuffy."

"Can't we move like the Laurel Unit?"

Catherine spoke softly at Carl's muttering.

Her words were full of pride in the Laurel Unit. Catherine's role, originally just an imperial knight, was to assist Carl and act as a mid-level executive.

However, thanks to Carl's great trust in her, she was able to become the commander of the 2nd division of the Laurel Unit, which was active and stirred up the eastern part of the empire, despite having no background.

You can tell how much pride there is without even having to look.

"It would be a shame if I were to command the Laurel Unit that you like so much."

"That's... that's not it..."

Catherine was taken aback by Carl's joke. The old-fashionedness hasn't changed at all, so she still struggled with jokes like this.

"Billford, shouldn't you be conducting now?"

"What? Me?"

Billford was startled when he was suddenly pointed out. Catherine glared sternly at his foolish remark. Billford was no different. He was still a young man of 17, and Carl treated him very openly.

"Well... I'm just a seed..."

Billford said, looking at Catherine's face. Surprisingly, Billford had not even been knighted yet. Because he was constantly running around and fighting, he didn't have time to do anything leisurely.

It's so absurd that one can't even laugh at the fact that a genius swordsman who became a mana user in the winter of 15 is still a mere seed at the age of 17.

"How long do you plan to remain a servant? If you keep this up, you'll be taking care of Catherine even after she's old and can't move."

"That..."

"..."

Neither Billford nor Catherine could say anything to Carl's joke. Even if Billford is knighted right now, it is already very late.

Billford already has a win rate of close to .300 in his duels with Catherine.

He will probably surpass Catherine before he turns 20. No, before that, he will become a master and become Carl's sharpest sword. However, there are still many problems as Billford remains as Catherine's squire.

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