There are numerous documents lying on the desk.
Although the reports contained different contents, the words written at the end were all the same.
Defeat. Defeat. Defeat. Defeat. Defeat.
And the person who was looking down at them opened his mouth in a heavy voice.
"… … "The Western Front has collapsed."
Morgue Mu L'Espane.
When she, the head of the magic head family Morg, opened her mouth, the atmosphere in the conference room became somber.
The most important agenda of the alliance family meeting held by the leaders of the iron-blooded swordsman Baskerville, the magic clan Morgue, the religious hymn Quovadis, and the chaebol bourgeoisie.
That was the current situation of this civil war.
Leviathan, a very poisonous cancer family.
A family that has been considered a renowned poison manufacturing family since the Warring States Period before the Unification Dynasty.
Recently, the Leviathan family, which had absorbed the power of 'Don Quixote' and 'Singungbi Usher', was growing in power at a tremendous speed.
Lespane said with a frown.
"The 'poisonous people' created by the Leviathan family were more difficult to deal with than I thought. It is an army made up of madmen who have lost their sense of reason, and they even spread infectious diseases to the surrounding area... … ."
"'Red Death'. If you contract the disease, all energy in your body will decrease, leading to death. And after death, they turn into puppets. Should I call it a living corpse? … "It's hard to explain."
Cardinal Martin Luther of Quo Vadis also looked embarrassed.
Fortunately, Morg and Quo Vadis mainly dealt with magic and divine power, so the damage was relatively small.
On the other hand, the Baskerville knights who fought with their swords suffered considerable damage due to the Germans' attack.
If Osiris, the owner of the small household, and the seven counts had not provided good results in local wars in each region, a significant portion of the territory would have been lost.
Soon, everyone's eyes turned to Damien, the representative of the chaebol bourgeoisie.
"Wasn't the Bourgeois family an ally of the Leviathan family in the past?"
"hmm. "It was the previous head of the family, so I don't know much about it."
"Aren't you Damian now?"
"Strictly speaking, I am the head of the family. The current head of the bourgeois family is somewhere else... … ."
"But didn't you say that you acquired many of the remaining secret documents? "I don't mean to criticize you, so please share the information."
In response to Cardinal Martin Luther's polite request, Damien also opened his mouth.
"I don't know the details because many of the documents were lost. However, when Red Death was first created, it was sprayed on the indigenous people of the Suhae for testing purposes. And surprisingly, as the natives did well in preventing it, the Leviathan family, who became alarmed, created an improved version that was even more contagious and effective. The result is the German Army that is defeating our army day after day."
The monsters created by the Leviathan family are strong and ferocious like demons, but they have no sense and move only according to the magician's control.
Additionally, it emits a red mist that drains mana and weakens the body's energy upon contact, and if inhaled for a long period of time, even a healthy person turns into a monster.
The Leviathan family even absorbed all the remaining troops of the Usher family and the Don Quixote family, which were allied families, and created Germans, so its power was growing day by day.
Adolf, the magic star of the Morgue, opened his mouth with an angry expression.
"The Western Front was completely pushed back, so we lost all the rubies we had mined. How hard it has been to dig up that ruby vein! "Damn Leviathan or something!"
"The world is getting worse and heresy and sects are running rampant, so we are in a lot of trouble."
"Forest fires, droughts, famine, monster infestations, epidemics, and even cults and heretics… … "You're talking nonsense."
Martin Luther and Damian also had dark expressions.
at that time. A new person spoke.
"… … "Didn't you say that we need to prepare for this a long time ago?"
Baskerville, the Morgue, Quo Vadis, a caustic voice criticizing the heads of the bourgeoisie.
Professor Morgue Banshee, or rather Banshee, the headmaster of Colosseo Academy, was crossing his arms as if he was disapproving.
"Not only the young blood of the family but also innocent ordinary citizens are dying. "People are important, so what's so important about rubies?"
"what? When did I say people are less important? "I only said this because I am currently in charge of mining rubies!"
Adolf, the representative of the Morgue Shadow Party, and Banshee, who was once a member of the Morgue Shadow Party, are not on good terms with each other.
The banshee snorted at Adolf and others around him.
"In the past, when my student was unfairly treated at trial, if the entire case had been fully reinvestigated, this would not have happened. Leviathan wouldn't have been raised like this in the first place."
Banshee. He was also one of the people who worked harder to save Bikir's life than anyone else when Bikir was imprisoned.
He was glaring as if he were going to kill those who opposed or did not sympathize with Bikir's life-saving activities at the time and took a lukewarm attitude.
"We are blinded by personal interests, so we turn our eyes away from important issues and keep our mouths shut… … Isn't this the result? "What were you all doing until the demons became rampant?"
Many people lowered their heads or averted their gaze at Principal Banshee's words.
Then, representatives from other schools smiled and tried to lighten the mood.
"Haha, isn't this a place to take responsibility?"
"Headmaster Banshee is angry. "There are many more important things to do now."
"you're right. "What is urgent right now is how to stop the German army created by Leviathan."
Varangian warden 'Basilius', Themiscyra's principal 'Hippolyte', and the Tower of Magic's tower lord 'Blue Whale' were restless while looking at the banshee.
They are worried that the allied forces, which have become one at best, will be divided again.
"… … ."
This issue must have been something that Banshee was also concerned about, so he just kept his mouth shut and made a disapproving expression.
When Dyrachium, the director of the Varangian Training Camp, died after failing to recover from the wounds he received during Sadi's attack, the new director, Basilios, comforted the banshee.
"But the situation got a lot better when our Confucianists got involved."
"you're right. As the participation rate of student soldiers increased, the number of soldiers also increased."
"If things continue like this, we may not be able to overwhelm the Germans, but we can make the war situation somewhat similar."
Banshee still seemed displeased with what Hippolyta and the blue whale were saying.
"I hope everyone can cover up the mistakes of adults through the students' sacrifice."
"… … ."
"Furthermore. It is groundless optimism to say that the situation has become tense due to the intervention of the academies. If we look at it objectively, students are nothing more than newbies that professors need to protect. Just because student soldiers participate in the war will not significantly increase our military power. "The timing just happened to be right."
No one can answer what is said in detail.
Principal Banshee continued speaking with shining eyes.
"The Leviathan family is currently taking the Germans back to their home. "The evidence is that many situations in which we were intentionally defeated and retreated in battles taking place in various places are being captured."
"Why are they retreating when they have the advantage of destroying the Western Front?"
When Lespane asked, the banshee fell silent for a moment.
"… … ."
Is it because of his connection with his hometown, Morgue, and his older brother, Representative Snake?
After being silent for a moment, the banshee opened her mouth in a slightly more polite tone than before.
"We are gathering our forces together. "To look natural, by feigning defeat."
At those words, the expressions of all the leaders turned serious.
The Leviathan family is secretly gathering its troops.
No one was so stupid as to not understand the meaning of these words.
The Leviathan family was undoubtedly preparing for a large-scale local battle that would determine the outcome of the war.
Its scale is comparable to that of Leviathan, Usher, and Don Quixote combined.
If the legions of German soldiers spread across the country came together and advanced, their power would be truly incredible.
There was a high possibility that it would be the final battle that would decide the outcome of the war.
"… … The problem is that we have no idea where, when, or how they plan to attack."
Everyone nodded at Lespane's words.
Where, when and how.
The most important of these three is 'where'.
This is because defense forces must be stationed in advance in places where fierce battles are likely to occur.
Scholars of the time began to put their heads together and think about it.
Soon various areas began to be selected as sites for raids.
"It may be a red agglomerate with a large vein of ruby ore flowing through it. Since ruby is the material that best transmits magical power, they must be working hard to secure it... … ."
"Maybe it's Dortsmile? Since this is where the core facilities of the Magic Train are located, if this place is destroyed, the distribution and supply routes of the allies will be cut off... … ."
"It may be 'Saint Mecca' where the Red Death was first discovered. The first Red Death was discovered in a well in the slums there, so there may be something hidden in that area... … ."
Political reasons, strategic reasons, cultural reasons, and many other reasons are presented as evidence along with detailed analysis.
100 family disputes.
Everyone was talking about different areas.
Since there was a possibility that all areas would be attacked by Leviathan, it was not easy to predict just one area.
… … Right then.
"Tochka."
One person opened his mouth.
A voice that offers no evidence, but is very confident.
Everyone gathered in the conference room turned their gaze towards the person who spoke.
"… … ."
A cold impression.
The energy radiating from his entire body is sharply forged like a blade.
The scent of blood was evident in his every move, and every time he moved his gaze, it felt like a knife was being drawn.
His identity is Hugo.
It was 'Hugo Les Baskerville', the head of the iron-blooded swordsman Baskerville.
He looked down at the map and continued.
"They will come to Tochka."
Everyone questioned those words, which were full of confidence.
"Fortress Tochka? Why is that remote highland area... … ?"
"It has good defense, but isn't it of no tactical value because there is no water source for drinking?"
"Even if you know a little bit about the art of war, you can avoid places like this."
"From Leviathan's point of view, there is no reason to attack this area, right?"
"Is there any basis for this?"
Then Hugo answered simply and briefly.
"My son is there."