Magic Or Forbidden Curse? This Thing Is Called A Nuclear Bomb

"How could I... let you... break through the defense line!"

The seriously injured General Bartley gathered his last magic power.

He saw that the ground in front of him suddenly sank, and the enemy soldiers rolled into the subsidence unexpectedly.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of ferocious spikes drilled out from the depression.

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

The shaky figure of General Bartley seemed to fall down the next moment.

But he is still standing.

Until the enemy leader ordered a temporary retreat.

Obviously the enemy leader didn't want to take the risk of storming this wave.

Although the St. Antis army suffered heavy casualties, the Langlot enemy army was not unscathed.

Both sides had a tacit understanding to retire and rest, preparing for the next confrontation.

"General Bartley, they're backing off, we...hold!"

"Only temporarily."

General Bartley coughed up blood and allowed his men to carry him to the barracks.

He was badly wounded, but he was glad that he blocked the enemy's attack.

"I can't go on like this..."

General Bartley was wrapped in bandages, thinking about countermeasures.

Not only was the Langlot enemy army twice as numerous as the St. Antis army.

And they have an alchemy weapon in their hands, which is much more powerful than the St. Antis Empire.

"Damn it... Those alchemy spears are their trump cards!"

If the St. Antis army can also have an alchemy weapon.

That will definitely not be so passive.

Lost in the equipment ah.

General Bartley sighed faintly.

No, it is absolutely impossible to continue like this, and I probably won't be able to keep it next time.

"I remember the city-state of Normata behind it, right?"

he asked his men.

The subordinate showed embarrassment and told him that the city-state of Nuomata was just a small remote city.

"We urgently need support. There is a priesthood academy in the city-state of Normata. We can ask for help."

This was the only way General Bartley could think of.

The only place where reinforcements can be found in the shortest time is the priesthood academy.

Anyway, it is also a magic school, there should be some teachers with good strength.

and...

There should be an alchemy department in the priesthood college, right?

So if we equip it, it is a little bit more to increase our winning rate.

Just when the general was frowning.

Suddenly a great man came on the border——

She was dressed in a golden royal robe, with half a silver mask on her face.

Eyes that stare at the world.

His body exudes a lofty aura that makes people can't help but kneel down and worship.

She is out of tune with the environment here, not even a style of painting.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?!"

General Bartley almost rolled off the stretcher when he saw her.

The perfect woman exuding majesty in front of her eyes.

He is the current ruler of the Saint Antis Empire!

Honorable Empress!

"General Bartley, you have worked hard."

The Empress's voice is very young, but full of irresistible majesty.

Bartley endured the severe pain from his body and wanted to salute:

"Border Guards, Bartley...have met the Empress!"

The empress supported Bartley with her magic power, and took him back to the stretcher.

Obviously, as the king of a country, she knows the importance of the Nomata border.

So here she is.

Came here in person, just in case.

"How's the situation, General."

"Not very well, Your Majesty the Empress..."

General Bartley explained the current situation with a wry smile.

In particular, it shows that the Lanlot Empire has excellent equipment, and everyone has an alchemy weapon.

Look at the St. Antis Empire...

Only a few magicians hold alchemy staffs, and most melee mages even hold ordinary swords.

"Your Majesty, have you... summoned reinforcements?"

Bartley asked the queen hopefully.

But she shook her head.

The strength of the St. Antis Empire is in the hands of another general.

Far more terrible wars are said to have broken out to the west.

A large number of troops have been transferred to the west, so there are no reinforcements on Nota's side.

"It's okay, General Bartley, I'm already here."

Hearing these words, General Bartley's expression relaxed first, and then he suddenly froze.

Because anyone with a little background knows——

My lord empress, you can't do it.

Due to some special reasons, Her Majesty the Queen cannot use her own calendar area.

It is said to be a curse, a curse brought by the gods.

This is why the Empress ordered the abolition of all places of worship in the St. Antis Empire.

She drove the Dawn Temple and the Shadow Church out of the major city-states.

"Your Majesty... If the war requires you to do it yourself, then what's the use of mediocre ministers?"

No matter what Bartley said, he would not put Her Lady Empress at risk.

Although he knows that the Empress is very strong.

But without knowing the specific circumstances of the curse, Bartley would never let Her Lady Empress do it.

"Your Majesty, I plan to go to the city-state of Normata to seek support."

After a little thought, the Empress:

"I'm with you."

In fact, Her Majesty's heart is also very complicated, but she can't express her feelings on her face.

She is the king of a country and the pillar of the entire St. Antis Empire.

It's all those goddamn gods!

If it wasn't for them playing dirty and using that despicable curse.

My old lady can destroy that Langlot empire by herself.

Ugh...

Her Majesty sighed in her heart, blaming herself for being too young and naive.

He actually believed in those hypocritical gods who are aloof.

Otherwise, it would not have ended up like this.

But it doesn't matter, as long as I am here, the Marta border will not be empty.

"God (good job....is that the queen?"

"Hiss! Her Majesty the Queen actually came here from the capital!"

"Fight for the Empress!"

Because of the arrival of the empress, the morale of the entire barracks was very high.

Most of the soldiers blushed, not daring to look at the perfect figure of the Empress.

That's their queen...

What a nice view.

"Heroes, I... am proud of you, father."

Her majestic voice spread throughout the barracks, causing the soldiers to cheer.

She is the king of a country, and it is natural for her to be admired.

After General Bartley recovered a bit, the Empress changed into a military uniform.

Following Bartley, he came to the priesthood academy in the city-state of Normata.

"That's the way it is, Dean Hillary, and we want your help.

The dean was silent for a while, and finally shook his head and rejected Bartley. .