How Weak Is This Magic?!

"Kill!"

"You damned traitors!"

"For Regan Chista!"

"Long live High priest Regan Chista!!"

Somewhere in the southwestern corner of the Valais Mountains.

Two strange armies numbering more than ten thousand in total.

Began slaughtering each other beneath the blazing midday sun, while the cries of the wounded and dying rose without end.

They were strange because both sides.

Had many people capable of releasing various elemental energies through long staffs or swords.

Exploding flames, ice spikes that pierced armor, or whirlwinds that sent people flying into the air.

Their presence constantly turned large numbers of ordinary soldiers into grotesquely dead corpses or bloodied lumps of flesh wrapped in iron, making the battlefield colorful, thunderous, and chaotic.

"So this is magic? It looks... pretty boring~"

Biba Amatori, hiding on a nearby hillside and overlooking the entire battlefield, kept the smile on his face.

As he casually assessed the first Otherworld war he had witnessed.

Chelsea and Mr. Hugh beside him nodded in agreement.

Only Knight Anderson looked confused, unable to understand what they were saying.

Watching the battlefield below, the knight dearly wanted to charge into the fighting and slaughter every bastard who followed the traitors.

But his reason kept reminding him of his most important task.

He needed to introduce these powerful adventurers to the Crown Prince.

As a royal guard knight, he was usually quiet and reserved.

But he understood very clearly just how difficult Crown Prince Wales's situation was.

At present, they could barely hold this southernmost region, an area roughly one-tenth the size of the entire Albion Kingdom.

In other words.

Ninety percent of the kingdom's territory had already been occupied by the nobles who had been incited into rebellion by the Regan Chista Church.

Then there was the fact that these people could not understand the