Mystery: A Spark

Having made up his mind, Arthur spoke:

“General, although Fusak has no intention of waging a full-scale war yet, we still have to be on guard. If we show signs of exhaustion in the war, I think Fusak wouldn’t mind making us shed more blood.”

“That’s right. Just because Fussac’s Sunia Fleet isn’t moving now doesn’t mean they never will. Our navy will need time to rebuild, and we must be prepared for Fussac to attack our shipyards,” Emilius said in a deep voice.

“And then there’s Intis and Fennebot; we have to keep a close eye on their movements,” Arthur reminded them, then changed the subject:

"However, I have already made arrangements for Intis. We can reduce our attention to them to some extent. If possible, we can even secretly move the troops guarding against Intis to the Intersea."

“Oh?” Emilius raised an eyebrow. “Is your plan reliable?”

"It's reliable, and should at least keep Intis in chaos for a while. As for the specifics, General, you should decide how to handle it based on the situation."

Arthur didn't make any definitive statements, because there was still a slight possibility that Bernadette might make a mistake.

The probability is small, but not zero.

“I understand,” Emilius breathed a sigh of relief.

As the current acting Minister of Defense of Ruen, he was caught off guard by this sudden war.

The destruction of the inter-naval structure, in particular, infuriated him.

He had no idea whether George III's brain had been eaten by curly-haired baboons, how could he think of destroying his own army to let the enemy in?

Is this something a normal person would do?

"Sigh..." Emilius sighed wearily.

Arthur chuckled:

"Sighing won't help, General. We can only blame our bad luck for having such a brain-dead king. The most urgent task now is to win and end this war as soon as possible, and not let other countries have the opportunity to intervene. Otherwise, if the war expands, it will be extremely disadvantageous for us."

"After all... we don't even have a leader right now."

Upon hearing this, Emilius's heart stirred.

He glanced at Arthur, but couldn't glean anything from the man's expression, and then said:

"Yes, the Augustus family is no longer qualified to rule the throne, and Rune will inevitably be in turmoil for a while."

“The Prime Minister can still control the situation in the short term, but it’s hard to say what will happen in the long run.” Arthur nodded in agreement.

"Hopefully, a reliable person will be on stage then." Emilius looked at Arthur and extended his right hand.

"I hope so." Arthur extended his hand and shook it.

……

On June 6th, Arthur and his friends prepared to set off for the Seaside County.

Reinforcements, supplies, and military equipment were already on their way yesterday, being rapidly transported to the front lines by steam trains.

Originally, there were eight people going, but when it was time to leave, a new member wanted to join Arthur's team.

"You're going too?" Arthur looked at Albert Wesker, or rather, Gehrman Sparrow, in front of him with some surprise.

“Yes, I’ve already advanced to the rank of Trickster. Next, I plan to go to the battlefield to digest the potions, since demigods are easier to find there,” Klein nodded and said.

He was well aware of the dangers of the battlefield, but the sudden war brought a sense of urgency, making Klein realize that if he couldn't become stronger quickly, he simply wouldn't be able to protect his brother and sister.

Benson was safe enough at Harvest Church during the Fussack air raids, so that's not a problem.

But Melissa was different.

On that very day, when Klein was alerted by the sound of a bomb and went to investigate, he watched helplessly as a shell flew toward Backlund University of Technology and Engineering.

At that time, Melissa was in school.

Klein had intended to retrieve the Scepter of the Sea God from the gray fog, but fortunately, the cannonballs were detonated in time by the St. Hillland Cathedral, which made him stop his actions with lingering fear.

“I know how dangerous the battlefield is, but it can also improve my potion digestion speed, so can I come along?” Klein asked.

Arthur hesitated.

He certainly knew how to play the role of a "trickster," which involved creating all sorts of underworld events to scare people, and the higher the rank of the person being frightened, the better the digestion effect.

The problem is that Klein is not only a "trickster," but also the owner of the Source Castle.

In the original story, when he chose to harass Fursac's army to digest the potion, he almost got caught by Amon.

Therefore, Arthur couldn't guarantee that Amon wouldn't come looking for him after taking Klein to the battlefield.

Not to mention that Zarathustra has now been released and is very likely also searching for the whereabouts of Source Castle.

In the original story, after Klein, who was already an "ancient scholar," was captured by Amon, he had to rack his brains to seek help from a large group of people, and even provoked the true god to intervene, but he still died once before escaping his predicament.

Now... if Klein were to encounter those two, he would truly only have one path left: to wait for death.

After all, those two were from the underworld. Arthur was terrified of them, let alone Klein, who would have no chance of escaping once caught.

“This…” Arthur hesitated, unsure if bringing Klein along was a good choice.

At that moment, a black fur ball suddenly appeared on Klein's shoulder.

The fluffy little thing stretched and looked around in a somewhat confused manner, as if wondering why it had suddenly come out when it was sleeping so soundly.

"Huh? Horus, you're awake?" Klein picked up the little wolf cub and held it in his arms.

Horus is now a Sequence 5 Spirit Wizard, with considerable combat power.

Unfortunately, it's still only this big, so it doesn't look very intimidating.

Like it, Arthas didn't grow much bigger; it remained small and cute.

Arthur had initially hesitated, but upon seeing Horus's appearance, his resolve solidified, and he immediately said:

"Since you've decided to risk your life on the front lines, I can't stop you, but remember to be careful once you get there."

"Don't worry, I have a lot of experience in this area," Klein said with a smile.

After being transported by driver Arthas, Arthur and his party quickly arrived at the front-line command post in the Sea County and met the commander there, Lieutenant General Gawain Garcia.

This was a tall, imposing man with a full beard and graying hair, who looked rather serious.

“Hello, General Garcia.” Arthur extended his hand first.

“Hello, Mr. Heller, welcome.” Gawain Garcia extended his hand to shake Arthur’s.

As a typical soldier, he had a very favorable impression of two types of people.

Those who can support him in fighting, and those who can help him win.

The young man in front of him possessed both qualities, which is why Gawain Garcia found Arthur very agreeable.

“General Garcia, I’m here as a frontline staff officer, mainly to learn and to give my soldiers some confidence. You can command this battle according to your own ideas, and don’t worry too much about me,” Arthur said with a smile.

"Haha, Mr. Heller, you're too kind. This war requires our joint efforts. If you have any good suggestions, you can also tell me, and we can discuss them together." Gawain Garcia smiled and found Arthur increasingly pleasing to the eye.

Chapter 293 Arthur: This wind can help our army achieve a great victory!

After meeting with the commander here, Arthur met with the other officers and soldiers.

The officers and soldiers here showed great enthusiasm for his arrival.

Because Arthur not only brought military and material support, but also served as a symbol, boosting the soldiers' confidence and morale.

Of course, the most important point is that Arthur, this parachuted-in bigwig, did not interfere with any military affairs here.

He only had a general understanding of the layout of the defense line in the Sea County and the combat situation of the two sides in Rufus in recent days.

Then, Arthur led his teammates to the defensive line and began to observe the surrounding battlefield environment.

The defensive line on Rune's side consisted of trenches, sandbags, and rows of artillery.

In front of the defensive line was a wide open space, littered with corpses and still lingering smoke, indicating that a battle had taken place there not long ago.

The positions of Fusak on the distant coast were arranged much like those of Rune, but compared to this side, it was clear that they had not experienced any intense fighting.

In other words, from the moment Fusak landed here, the Rune army never once threatened Fusak's position.

All of this is due to the threat posed by the Fussack warships located near the coast.

Under the cover of the cannons of the Fusak fleet, the Fusak position was practically a no-go zone for Rune.

Going in would mean being smashed to pieces.

Therefore, even if the Fusaks were at a disadvantage in the battle, as long as they retreated back to within range of the ship's cannons, the Rune army could not continue to pursue them.

Although airships already existed in this era, and related combat formations had emerged, Fussack also had airship arrays.

In fact, due to the presence of the War Bishop, the airships on Fussack's side were even more powerful.

Although some of Fursak's airships were destroyed in the previous air raid on Backlund, only the war bishop escaped when he saw the situation was not good.

But the remaining airships were enough to keep the Fusaks pinned down in this place.

It was easy to see what Fussack was planning.

On one hand, they wanted to use Rune's power to hone their army and give their hunters who had passed through the extraordinary path a chance to advance.

On the other hand, they wanted to keep Rune bleeding out in the war until he was weak enough before they could launch a fatal attack.

Just like in the original story, they directly joined forces with the Kingdom of Feneport to launch a two-pronged attack on Rune, forcing the Goddess of Night to participate in the divine war.

Although the "uniqueness of death" has not yet appeared, if there is a chance to kill the enemy of night, the God of War would probably be very willing.

Arthur didn't want this to happen, so he had to take concrete and effective measures to rewrite the course of the war.

"But what should we do?" He looked at the layers of Fussack warships on the distant sea and fell into thought.

Beside him, Mobert glanced at the soldiers patrolling nearby, snapped his fingers, and said:

"No one can hear what we say now, and we can discuss anything we want."

Long Ze'er took two steps forward, looked around with some emotion, and said:

"Warfare has become like this now; times have indeed changed drastically."

"It's just that the killing efficiency has increased; essentially, it's still the same—a game for those in power," Klein said.

“That’s true, this thing has never changed much from ancient times to the present.” Long Ze’er nodded in agreement.

"Gentlemen, now is not the time to discuss philosophical questions about the meaning of war. We need to think about how to deal with the combined land and sea forces on the other side," Mobert said with some helplessness.

"Would it be feasible to force a landing on their warships by airship?" Klein proposed a rather modern combat plan.