An ordinary profession creates the world's strongest

Meredi ignored the gazes of the knights who were on guard and pursuing him, and just watched Rouse leave.

When his figure completely disappeared in the thick fog, the power that originally filled his body - the power of sublimated magic - suddenly faded. A strong sense of fatigue came over him, and his body staggered.

Unlike Roth's "Limit Break," sublimation magic doesn't cause exhaustion or physical damage. However, mental strength is a different story. Withstanding Roth's murderous onslaught, the White Light Knights' assists, and the presence of Mulu and Adra significantly weakened Meredith's mental strength.

After all, whether it was Adra's Aurora Breath or a strike from Mulu's Holy Bow, both had the destructive power to kill Meredith on the spot.

Meredith felt as if she was walking on thin ice.

Also, speaking of what Natsu and Mei are doing...

Natsu was Lutilis's bodyguard. Since the apostles were the most important to guard against, having Natsu accompany Lutilis was a necessary strategy, as he could help Meredith return as quickly as possible, or escape with Lutilis himself.

Mei waited at a dedicated emergency base near the front lines, on the edge of the forest sea, to treat the wounded as a whole. For those unable to return, she collaborated with Nizu, using space magic for communication and surveillance to open small window-sized portals—"Perforation"—to monitor the battlefield situation. Using "Perforation" or the mist rain within the white fog as a medium, she cast regeneration magic on the wounded, focusing on providing support from the rear.

"Miss Meredith, are you okay?"

The narrow-eyed Winged Warrior Captain Nilk arrived. His barely visible eyes revealed pure worry, a stark contrast to the suspicion he'd initially harbored.

Nearly a month had passed since that incident in the throne room.

During this period, Meredith fought against Rouse and others many times. When Meredith went to the battlefield, the Knights' fighting power was concentrated. By coordinating with Mei's foul recovery of the Knights, Lutilis could save the very energy-consuming "Deploy the Fog to the Entire Battlefield". In this way, the enemy would not be caught when "being too tired to deploy the fog", and could use the combination more steadily.

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Then, the area where Miredi, who was shouldering the heavy responsibility, was located was in the air, so it must be Nikk and others who were responsible for supporting her. They witnessed Miredi's fierce battle with their own eyes, so their evaluation of her naturally changed.

Miledi was happy about this and gave a thumbs up to the gathered Winged Warriors with a smile on her face.

"I'm perfectly fine. You guys are the ones who are alright, aren't you? Your assistance was a huge help to me, but you're dealing with quite a few Holy Dragon troops and White Light Knights, right?"

"Please don't worry. Thanks to Miss Mei's rebirth, we are still alive."

"Really? That's good."

"Yes, but can you please not call me Xiao Ni?"

"I refuse! Accept Xiao Mi's love!"

“…Oh, oh, thank you.”

His subordinates watched him and Meredith converse with amusement. Neilk showed a look of disgust, but this was a common occurrence. Neilk quickly adjusted his composure, a look of awe on his face as he continued:

"Ms. Meredith, leave the rest to us. Please rest for a while. You have also lost His Majesty's divine power, haven't you?"

"Yes, that's right. Since they're exhausted, I don't think they'll attack again soon. However... without Xiaoliu's strength, it would be very difficult to deal with the self-sacrificing Ross Byrne and the elite Knights of the Three Lights."

"Dealing with such a destructive force is nothing more than 'hardship'. You truly are of the same kind as His Majesty. I have great respect for you."

Seeing that she had no idea what absurd existence a Divine Age Magician was, Nerk couldn't help but smile wryly. The others seemed to agree with Nerk's opinion, their bodies trembling as they recalled the fierce battle.

At the same time, they also felt a strong sense of disobedience when Mireidi used the nickname "Xiao Liu" to address her beloved Queen, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

Of course, everyone in the Republic was outraged by Meredith's disrespect, but Lutilis herself agreed and smiled happily, so no one else could say anything now.

Since Lutilis also addressed him as "Mimi" and "Kanna-san", this situation made the entire nation roll their eyes.

Not to mention the dignified and elegant venerable Majesty (age 26), who actually addressed Mei'er (age 21) as "Sister" with an intoxicated expression! It was truly baffling!

In short, 80% of the henchmen, like Captain Shim, fainted after emitting strange, mournful cries. Afterwards, many of them took the initiative to rest, believing it was due to overwork.

Incidentally, despite repeated stomach perforations, regenerative magic treatments, and subsequent stomach perforations, the Vizier Pasha continues to strive for success. Thanks to this, His Majesty's special hobby has remained undiscovered to this day.

Just as Neilk was thinking about Milady and others who had brought a new storm in the past month, the winged young man in charge of delivering the message flew over.

"Report, the entire enemy force has begun to retreat. His Majesty has ordered us to return as well."

"Okay, how's the situation on the ground? How much damage is there?"

"Don't worry, the damage is minimal. Mei'er-sama's regeneration is gradually restoring those on the verge of death... It's truly remarkable."

"Is that so? Then I feel a little relieved."

“Yes, yes!”

Mireidi smiled sweetly, and the winged young man blushed slightly before continuing his report:

"Also... Mei'er-sama also sent a message saying, 'I'm just going to wander around and then come back, so don't look for me, okay?'"

Ah, she didn't want to be bothered by Xiao Liu, so she wanted to slip away... Miredy gave a wry smile, and then...

"Okay, then I'll go find her!"

Meredi completely ignored the message and flew away in high spirits. Neilk and the others watched her leave with indescribable expressions.

The military meeting room was filled with an extremely sad atmosphere, as if a funeral was being held for some important figure.

The reason is obvious: a month has passed since the adoption of a long-term war strategy that depletes the Republic's military strength.

The result was not ideal, but the army was forced to consume resources in all aspects.

"Report it."

Balaam announced calmly. Although he had a gentle smile as usual on the surface,... the fierceness in his eyes could not be hidden.

The reason was the impatience of not being able to fulfill the divine command. The priest he had called upon couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Thinking of what he was about to report, the priest couldn't help but feel his mouth dry.

"Yes, yes, I report to everyone. Regarding the supplies from the Principality of Uldia... well, how should I put it, will they be a little later than originally planned? No, it's not to the point where it will become a problem—"

"Remain calm and report the current situation briefly."

"I'm, I'm very sorry... our supply reserves are currently less than 30% of what we planned."

There was an uproar at the scene. Feeling the atmosphere gradually becoming tense, the priest continued with a cold sweat:

"According to the investigation, it was found that there was organized obstruction."

The crowd was once again in uproar. Launching an organized attack on a supply corps during a war with the Republic? That was a blasphemy against justice, even an act against the will of God. No nation would dare to take such action.

"Does this mean that the beasts have sent their troops outside the sea of ​​trees?"

"...No, Your Excellency, the enemy is...human. They appear to be a force of exceptionally powerful humans."

"Why can you say that?"

"Because the attackers only destroyed or seized supplies and caused no casualties, there were many eyewitness testimonies."

This time, a stinging silence reigned, for everyone knew the attacker's identity. In this age, even those who feared no gods knew who it was without being told, for the current stalemate in the battle was due to the leader of that group.

"—A 'Liberator'?"

Balaam's hands were clenched tightly on the table, and his shoulders were shaking slightly. It was obvious that his heart was filled with intense anger and hatred.

Perhaps fearing his wrath, the priests began their specialty of "holding people accountable."

"Bye, Lord En! What the hell is going on? Why didn't you defeat that hateful heretic sooner?!"

"How useless! How can you still be the glorious leader of the White Light Knights!"

"You weren't trying your best, were you?"

This group of people have been living an elegant and superior life until now. Their spirits were easily pushed to the limit, and their ugly side was exposed in an instant. Even these people who valued their status the most were unaware of their own rudeness.

In the past, Airem, as Ross's lieutenant and die-hard fan, would have expressed anger... but for some reason, he just stared at Ross with an expressionless face.

Should we say it was a replacement? Mulu, who was always cheerful, got angry for the first time.

"If you continue to speak disrespectfully, I won't be able to sit idly by. Are you aware of this, priests?"

The cold voice brought the priests back to their senses. They were speechless and fell silent. Mulu sighed.

"I can guarantee that Roth didn't hold back. All I can say is that while he's a Fallen, he's a naturally gifted supernatural being. The orphan of Lassen is a formidable foe."

"Why are you so sure, Master Olly?"

The one who asked the question in a sinister and cunning tone was Zeba, the commander of the Third Legion. He also seemed quite anxious. Perhaps it was a habit, but he drummed his fingers on the table an unusual number of times.

"Because the battle was so intense, even Adra and I couldn't intervene."

"...Even you, who are recognized as possessing the Holy Bow, can't intervene?"

"Yes, the best I can do is provide cover. Our poor compatibility certainly plays a role, but... I can't defeat the orphan of Laisen. Seriously, this humiliation makes me want to die right now."

After a month of fighting, even the strongest faction of the church was forced to acknowledge his assertion. The military meeting was as silent as a wake, and Mulu's voice echoed throughout the room.

"...Honestly, I'm ashamed. I used to think I was a comrade who could fight alongside Ross, but that was just my own conceit. I've come to realize that this guy's strength is on a whole other level. I... no, we haven't even seen Ross fight at his full strength yet."

"...You're exaggerating, Mulu."

Ross frowned to stop him, but... Mulu felt regret and admiration because it was the first time he saw Ross fighting with all his strength, so he didn't seem to intend to stop.

He turned his gaze to Aram, seeking his approval.

"Hey, Airem, you saw Rouse at full strength in the West Sea, right? How does it compare to the battles of the past month? Do you think he let down his guard?"

Upon hearing this question, Aram's eyes narrowed, and after a pause, he shook his head in denial.

"No, Master Mulu, I don't see that Master Rouse is letting me win. On the contrary, Master is clearly stronger than before, and..."

"and?"

Lilith couldn't help but ask. Due to their division of labor, Lilith and Ross were not on the same battlefield. The fog barrier prevented them from seeing each other, so she hadn't directly witnessed Ross's battles during this war. In fact, Lilith was quite interested in Ross's strength.

"Lord Royce fought tooth and nail. His exhausted body is evident."

"You said he was tired?"

Not only Lilith, but everyone except Mulu and Airem showed surprise. This was understandable, as he showed no signs of fatigue at all.

"I'm fine, Alem. Don't say anything unnecessary."

"It's not a superfluous matter. Your strength is indispensable in order to defeat that hateful heretic. Understanding your condition is of utmost importance."

"This time I completely agree with what Alem said. Did you think I didn't notice?"

The holy beasts created by Mulu have a strong adaptability to light attributes. Needless to say, the advanced recovery magic cast by the holy dragon, and the highest level recovery magic of Adra is powerful. Even if it cannot restore the damaged parts, it can still save the near-death level injuries.

"It's common knowledge that you'll weaken after using Limit Break. That's why I've been providing cover until now, while the hundred Holy Dragons and Aedra are responsible for recovery... But to be absolutely sure, recovery is done in shifts."

"Captain Olly, what do you mean..."

"Yes, right now, Ross needs the combined healing of all the Holy Dragons to barely recover. If he continues to use advanced Limit Breakthroughs, we'll need another hundred Holy Dragons to continuously heal him. He's already exhausted to the point where he can't recover easily."

Before the battle in the West Sea, Ross's "Limit Breakthrough" could only double his full power. However, after rigorous training, he could now increase it to five times. Of course, the higher the multiplier, the greater the side effects. At tripled power or above, continued use could even lead to the risk of death from exhaustion.

Despite this, in this battle, Ross upgraded from the sixth level to the eighth level - that is, he could maintain four to five times the power at any time.

It can be said that it is a struggle that consumes the soul and is fought to the death.

Who could have imagined that Ross could receive hundreds of healing spells at once and still not be able to fully recover?

"I see... As expected of Lord Byrne, you are truly the 'Son of God' favored by God."

No one could deny Balaam's words. Even so, no matter how hard Rolls fought, he couldn't change the fact that the battle was going against him.

"Do you have a chance of winning, Lord Baien?"

This is what’s important. Simply saying “I tried, but failed” is not enough.

"If we can find a way to deal with Mel Melkine."

"The user of regeneration magic...it's no exaggeration to say that the stalemate in the battle is solely due to her."

It's really hateful.

In order to contain the invincible strategic individual, Meredith, using the trump card, Rouse, to hold her back did indeed significantly impact combat effectiveness. However, the Republic was also on the same page in this regard, so the two sides were even.

Therefore, given the current situation, if we were to ask who the most difficult person is... considering the strategy of a protracted war, it would probably be the person who supports the ability to continue the war.

In this regard, there is no magic more terrifying than regeneration magic. The orc warriors were already extremely strong, and now they have become almost immortal. It can only be described as a nightmare.

"Lord Origi, you should have searched for her while providing cover, right?"

"The recovery of the Warrior Captains is carried out with precision using space magic, while the others are activated from a distance using the mist and rain within the dense fog. There should be a base for the treatment of the wounded, but... due to the thick fog, it remains unseen. Although I suspect it's near the front lines."

Mulu scratched his head and said that it was unlikely that Mel Melkine could perform magic like the Queen, even in the depths of the forest. Or rather, Mulu didn't dare to imagine such a possibility.

That's true, so the problem still lies with the "Mist Barrier".

A heavy silence once again enveloped the military meeting.

After a while, Balaam spoke.

"As long as Mel Melkinen is here, we can't expect the enemy to attrition; as long as Meredith Lyson is here, we can't defeat Mel Melkinen."

Balaam, as if emerging from a sea of ​​rage, asked quietly:

"So what about the other Age of Gods magicians? Where are the users of creation magic and space magic?"