The Lord Brings War Upon the Earth

The 'Fairy Eye' was established by Rovi with the existence of Melly at its core, but in reality, it was established as a secret 'official organization' of the Roman Empire.

Since it's an organization, it's impossible for Melly to be the only one supporting it.

After establishing his kingdom, Rovi used the Roman Empire's significant influence on the "tree" of Human Order to recruit countless Magecraft.

Otherwise, there would be no need to build a huge bell tower in Rome, near the palace, as its base.

The young woman-like Magecraft named ' Brisan ' was undoubtedly one of those Magecraft who were recruited.

But Brisan was different from other ordinary Magecraft who hoped to use the vast resources controlled by the Roman Empire to complete their Magecraft training.

Brisan had long since completed all the basic Magecraft training that could be achieved by accumulating resources.

She joined 'Fairy Eyes' just to confirm one thing.

Is the person identified as Rovi Wei the one she knows...?

"Hey, no matter how many times I hear it, it still seems unbelievable. Did that person really have such an experience?" Sitting on the top floor of the clock tower window, her black-stockinged legs gently rested on the face of the huge hanging clock below. Feeling the hands turning and the gears humming, Melly shook her head, her pretty and charming face beaming with even more joy.

Brisan nodded. She knew that the 'girl' before her was not purely human, but as Solomon's disciple, she had seen countless non-human beings and wasn't surprised. "Lord Rovi is the 'Lord' incarnate in the human world. He once guided Teacher Solomon out of his disguise as divinity..."

"Guidance? Hmm... I think given that girl's personality, she'll most likely just scold me, right?" Melly blinked her crimson eyes.

Brisan was also a little embarrassed, after all, that was her teacher.

"It was indeed an insult." But after the initial embarrassment, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Yes, the teacher even cried after being scolded."

"Huh? King Solomon was actually scolded to tears?"

"Yes, I didn't think about it at the time, but perhaps, just as Lord Rovi criticized me, the real Solomon Teacher Solomon might just be a coward!"

"However, even after that, they remained friends..."

Sunlight streamed into the city of Rome, illuminating the marble-carved palaces and the fairy-like ' Clock Tower,' highlighting and accentuating Melly's perfectly slender figure.

She enjoys all things pleasant.

Listening to Brisan tell her stories also made her feel interested.

The cowardly Magic King Solomon.

Madness without fear of death, 'the Lord' in the human world, Rovi.

That was a story from long ago.

A little-known legend.

But for Brisan, it was a real experience.

"Humans, perhaps, are really as Rovi said, not just capable of bringing superficial pleasure..." Melly said, watching the lettuce fluttering in front of her as she recounted her past to Brisan.

She turned her gaze slightly to the side, looking inside the clock tower.

A walking Magecraft, flowing mercury outlining a True Magic circle, the air filled with a rich aura of magic...

Fairy eyes.

"The Clock Tower... This place might become another place where his legend is recorded!"

Melly raised the corners of her mouth, her smile growing even more intense.

Brisan was also taken aback.

Then she smiled and said, "Ah, yes."

"Since this is an organization established by Lord Rovi, I will do my best to ensure that it fulfills its due responsibilities."

"Observe the present world, and inscribe the mysterious duty!"

"Then let me wait and see, disciple of the Magic King!"

"Speaking of which, the Roman Emperor Nero Claudius will soon be returning to Rome." Melly lifted her toes slightly and said, "The king returns laden with glory, and the saint leads his army on a distant expedition."

"The Lord said from heaven: 'I have not come to bring peace to the earth, but a sword.'"

' The Book of Gospel '

Regardless of the era, region, or race, war has never been a pleasant thing.

Especially at this moment in Europe, the Roman Empire stood majestically on the eastern coast of the continent, radiating its vast power to the surrounding areas. However, many regions outside the Roman Empire were still in a primitive state.

They worship evil gods, and they venerate the demons left over from ancient times as 'holy'.

The divine cannot manifest in the physical world.

However, many monsters and mythical beasts, woven from evil, desire, and natural disasters, can still manifest their strangeness.

They lead people who should be moving towards civilization back to that era of blood sacrifice and eating raw meat.

They oppress the helpless and destitute, forcing them to worship themselves as gods.

The beginning of this century AD was actually a period of 'vacuum'.

Not every country has a unique attribute like the Roman god. Among all the Machine God in the world, there is only one Mars.

Thus, when the Roman soldiers crossed the border of the Roman Empire, what they saw was no longer the prosperous and flourishing land within the Roman Empire, no longer a region where people could wear robes and be courteous.

What they saw was a place where people wielded blades and lived among their own kind.

This is a deeply ingrained custom where babies are placed together after birth, with only one out of a hundred surviving.

"It's... a human tragedy." The setting sun cast a blood-red glow on Boudica, whose long red hair cascaded down her back, and she looked at the scene before her with a stern expression.

The area is desolate, littered with rubble, and filled with countless skeletons.

Vultures soared through the sky, emitting hoarse, piercing cries among the floating clouds. Amidst the Britannia withered grass, what Princess Britannia saw were not the skeletons of ordinary people.

The corpses had large heads and small torsos; though broken beyond recognition, one could still discern...

Those were the remains of a child.

"The earliest nomadic tribes had a custom of putting children together and letting newborns fight and bite each other in order to find the strongest child."

"They believe that children born in this way are stronger and have the protection of 'Heaven'."

A voice rang in Boudica's ears, and the tall, muscular Barghest walked up, swaying her strong body shrouded in thick armor. She said, "And... this is also to please that 'evil god'."

Evil god.

After the gods departed, the 'evil beast' usurped the divine position.

Boudica sighed. Although all that remained before her was a pile of bones, the thought that these were all newborn, innocent, and ignorant infants filled her with an incredibly terrible feeling.

"No wonder Lord Rovi is going to war." She spoke slowly, her voice echoing in the wilderness wind. "I thought..."

"Did you previously think that our lord was only satisfying his own selfish desires?" Barghest interrupted her.

Boudica blushed slightly, but still admitted frankly, "Yes."

"But now, I know I was wrong."

"I used to think that Britannia suffered from the Dragon's Cleansing, was an extremely miserable place, but now I know that I am not the most miserable person."

"At that time, we at least had the will to resist and a target to resist,"

"And they..."

"No."

Boudica pointed at the skeleton before her, her expression shifting from inexplicable anger to helplessness, and then to determination.

A clanging sound echoed as Boudica slowly drew her sword from her waist. Her white robes enveloped the young warrior's body, and she leaned forward slightly, her thighs folded together.

Barghest paused, watching Boudica bend over, as if in prayer, or perhaps in a plea.

"In the past, I only thought about myself and my hometown. I know that this may not be wrong, but now that I have come here, I should no longer have doubts."

She bowed her head, her long, fiery red hair billowing in the wind, and her resolute voice echoed, "I swear in the name of Britannia— "

"In this battle, I will be the vanguard."

"Sweep away all calamities, sweep away all darkness and confusion."

"I will fight to the death for the liberation of those ignorant people!"

"Hoo hoo, humans!" Barghest smiled too, "That's how it should be, to bravely move forward in upholding one's own ideals!"

The fairies living in Paradise saw many different people during this time.

The fairies depend on the human self for survival.

They sustain their existence by drawing upon the emotions of human beings.

Among the many human warriors... Barghest prefers generous and loyal warriors the most.

Because she is a warrior in Paradise.

It is 'Taming the Black Hound Fairy'.

I like Mercedes-Benz, but I like even more those who are fearless in the face of adversity.

A gust of wind blew by, scattering bits of grass and wood everywhere. As the setting sun gradually thinned and the grass and trees swayed in the shadows, a crimson shadow slowly gathered.

"Barghest, what are you doing here?"

"Nothing, what brings you here, Bufan Xi?"

"Lord Rovi summoned me... He said he's here to find the origin of this baby graveyard!"

"... That tribe, that tribe of evil gods, took the lead and attacked the central military tent where Lord Rovi and Lord Einzbern were located."

Boudica opened her eyes, and Barghest smiled, "You're asking for it!"

They are here to go ahead and gather information about the barbarian tribes ahead.

Now it seems they no longer need to move forward.

Because the evil god sensed the intense threat posed by the approaching Roman Army, it lost its reason and chose... to launch a preemptive attack.

It was still desolate, the sun was still setting, banners fluttered all over the mountains and fields, Roman soldiers held long spears and javelins and raised their weapons, the ground trembled, and they faced the barbarian tribes who were running towards them with sharp weapons.

Despite being called a barbarian tribe, their equipment was actually quite good; their armor was made of snake scales.

Each of them was tall and imposing, their bodies enveloped in thick, black mist.

Their numbers are not very large, only a little over a thousand.

The figure that came running seemed to have the momentum to tear the earth apart.

Like a long sword, it swooped down from the high ground towards the Roman army!

"Thirty paces, throw a javelin!"

Before the two armies even clashed, a commander shouted an order.

The Roman soldiers tensed up and threw their javelins with all their might.

Like rain falling, or like countless needles and threads piercing the world.

In an instant, several of last week's barbarians fell to the ground, while the majority of the barbarians actually charged forward despite the falling javelins.

Javelin throwers retreated, shield bearers blocked, spears pierced through the gaps between shields, and cavalry advanced simultaneously, like two outstretched wings, completely surrounding the barbarians.

The superior equipment and the disparity in soldier coordination led to the Manchu soldiers being instantly trapped in a web.

But they grew stronger with each battle...

"The power of the evil god protects them." At the rear of the army, Rovi, still wearing a smart and well-fitting aide's uniform, gazed at the scene from afar.

Beside him, Ainsworth personal secretary of the handsome prince, sat with her legs together, dignified and elegant, holding a book and pen in her hands. "No, it's nothing."

"Times have changed."

She is the Third Magic User and also Athena, Goddess of Wisdom. This dual identity gives her a clear understanding of the present era.

The myth is over.

The stage will only tilt more and more in favor of people from now on.

As expected, although the barbarians appeared incredibly brave thanks to the magic power given to them by the evil god, they were like wild beasts trapped in a net, struggling but unable to escape. They could only exhaust their strength little by little before being knocked down and killed.

Boom!

In that instant, the sky seemed to explode, the setting sun twisted, and rolling clouds appeared, coalescing into a massive figure.

It was a huge 'snake'.

Chaos-aligned Divine Being- level Phantasmal Species that has usurped a divine position.

The enormous snake head was exposed, looking ferocious.

It unleashed a terrifying pressure, but its target was not the Roman soldiers, but... its own men, the barbarian warriors!

"Enter the Snake God——"

"Serpent God, we have fought bravely against the enemy..."

"——Snake God!"

The void shattered, and the tall and fierce barbarian soldiers instantly turned into a bloody mist.

"You are too weak. You are better off as my food and let me defeat my opponents!"

The cold voice echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

Merlin, standing behind Rovi, slowly opened her eyes and tilted her head. "Shall we make a move?"

Ainsworth smiled but remained silent.

"No." Rovi simply waved his hand and looked up.

Looking at the enormous, drooping snake head, its snake eyes gleaming, it said, "Rome, I have no conflict with you, so why are you attacking my tribe?"

"Why?" The giant snake was undoubtedly looking at Rovi.

Then Rovi smiled slightly and said, "For the liberation of Europa! For this era that belongs to humanity!"

Liberate Europa!?

The age of humankind?

"Absurd! Arrogant!" the serpent god roared. "Mere humans dare to attempt to control the world?"

Rovi waved his hand and said, "You don't believe me?"

"Then why don't you give it a try!"

"I won't make a move, none of us will make a move. Just try and see if my mortal subordinates can kill you!"

The giant serpent in the sky twisted its body, and the setting sun reflected its enormous, undulating form, like dark clouds.

It was wary of the three 'people' on the chariot.

If they all don't make a move...

The evil serpent god, in a desperate gamble, slowly sank its massive body, like a giant mountain falling from the sky.

"Mere humans, mere humans..."

"Let this be my blood offering!"

The oppressive winds and the devastating natural disaster caused a moment of chaos among the Roman Legion.

As a powerful legion that traversed the European continent, they had defeated countless enemies who attempted to invade Rome, but they had never confronted God directly.

Humans and gods have never existed on the same line.

So this is the first time.

Inevitable fear, inevitable panic...

Want to back up

I want to escape.

What are the consequences of retreating or fleeing?

It's a shame that can never be washed away in a lifetime... called 'deserter'!

On the chariot, Rovi spoke, "Tell me, who are you people?"

What are they?

we are...

"Rome!"

"That's right, Rome!"

"Do not be afraid, Rome is behind you."

"Do not worry, Rome, it will be on your shoulders!"

Rome, Rome, Rome!

We are Rome.

Rome is the strongest!

"Spears, stand ready!"

"Push the shield!"

"Superior!"

Boudica, arriving from afar, rode her horse across the boundless wilderness. Her red hair flew in the wind, and the girl's resolute voice echoed among the grass and trees. She remained calm in the face of danger, and the soldiers all raised their weapons at the same time.

Don't be a deserter.

The only way forward is forward!

"Die, die, die!"

The serpentine beast pressed its body down heavily. In its eyes, these mere humans could be killed or injured in an instant with just a light touch.

However... the expected roar did not come, and death did not spread.

He failed to descend to the earth.

He... was lifted up by a spear!

Ten thousand banners and ten thousand swords.

He was shocked and angry, he was terrified, and he instinctively wanted to escape.

At that moment, the long spears formed a forest, pinning the wild beast to the air.

The blood of the evil god spilled in an instant.

That's red too.

Even gods shed blood, and their blood is red.

They... are nothing special!

"Rome, victory!" someone couldn't help but shout.

Ten Thousand Victories for Rome!

—May Ten Thousand Victories for Rome.

—And even more so... a triumph for humanity!

"The Lord came to earth to cause war among men, to break the shackles in their hearts, to completely separate them from God, to give them autonomy, to instill reverence, and to dispel their blindness."