Re:Zero: Starting from the Great Transformation

"If you fall behind, you will be beaten."

"..."

Ron's words weighed heavily on Miggs' heart.

She bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth and clenched her fists.

After a long silence, he glared at Ron again.

"I say, don't you call yourself a hero? And you keep saying things like justice will prevail. Why do you keep spouting depressing words that only embolden the enemy and undermine your own prestige?"

Ron smiled and rubbed her head.

"Recognizing reality does not mean boosting the enemy's morale. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle."

"Furthermore, isn't a hero someone who, even when the future seems bleak and gloomy, even when knowing the abyss lies ahead, can still grasp a glimmer of hope and forge ahead, personally creating a perfect ending?"

"Regardless, what we're going to do won't change. We must hold off Laplace's army here and buy more time for the eastern front."

"Yes, you are right!"

Miggs nodded heavily, and the gloom in his heart disappeared.

She glanced at Ron and said with a smile:

"After hearing what you said, I feel like you really are a bit of a hero."

Ron smiled.

"Have a good rest today, because tomorrow we will be busy."

"Ah."

……

……

The arrival of Silvalir brought hope back to this city shrouded in gloom.

She spent three days traveling around the city and its surroundings, confirming the surrounding terrain and defense facilities, and spent another three days designing a set of magical devices to resist the attack of the demon army.

A magic barrier circle was used to cover the inside and outside of the city wall, and heavy troops were sent to guard the north direction.

Cut down trees, dig trenches and strengthen city walls.

As Silvalir said, building defensive facilities is not a task that can be accomplished by one person, and Pergius sent her here only to point out the strategy and provide a plan.

To get down to business, the required human, material and financial resources won't just fall from the sky.

Finally, the city lord was not too stingy in this matter.

Not only did he send out his knights and guards, he also spent money to hire adventurers to help build it.

He also wrote a letter to the lord, requesting that personnel and materials be dispatched from other places, so that they could arrive as quickly as possible.

This kind of swift and decisive action is in stark contrast to the previous style.

However, Ron had an idea in mind. Before the construction officially started, they had probably bargained many times. All the places where money could be saved were confirmed in the design stage, which enabled the project to move forward quickly.

These noble old Bidens would have to be pushed into a corner before they would loosen their purse strings.

In addition to the personnel assigned by the city lord.

Miggs and Ron were also busy, participating in the construction of defense facilities.

Ron naturally needs no explanation.

Ever since he gained immortality, he has basically never used up all his strength. Lifting a boulder weighing hundreds of pounds with one arm is like a piece of cake, and he works from morning to night without a break.

Migs looks slender, but he is a direct disciple of the Northern God after all.

He could do the work better than seven or eight big men, which shocked many people.

For a moment, the city was bustling with activity.

……

……

This kind of days lasted for about half a month.

Kalman and Gemis brought about a hundred people to the city of Nicaro through the transfer magic circle and met up with Ron and others.

"how is the situation?"

Ron asked.

Kalman shook his head.

Thanks to his lobbying efforts, several noble families sent some people to show their appreciation. However, this amount of manpower was just a token of appreciation. It might be able to barely alleviate the shortage of manpower, but it would not help the overall situation.

He stood on the city wall, looking at the northern continent covered with snow.

I can't help but feel melancholy.

Ron felt that the time was almost up, so he said to Kalman:

"I'm going to be away for a few days. You can take charge of the situation."

"When will you come back?"

"When it's time to come back, I will come back naturally."

After saying that, Ron picked up the Dragon King Sword and stepped into the Red Dragon Mountains alone.

Brave: 195, Laplace

Central Continent, east of the Red Dragon Mountains.

This is the front line of the war between humans and demons.

The demons who had crossed the vast ocean from the barren Demon Continent and landed on land seemed to want to vent all the injustices they had suffered in the past thousand years, and they madly wielded their butcher knives towards the human race living on this rich land.

Blood dyed the earth red.

The once orderly cities are now only left with ruins.

Fighting for limited resources on the barren land, the ability to adapt to various harsh environments that they had honed finally came in handy in this war.

Under the attack of the demons.

The defense line that the human race had barely organized was retreating step by step.

Finally, they retreated to the vicinity of the red dragon's jaw and were able to hold on with sufficient supplies.

……

……

Frontline military camp.

A figure slowly walked out of the transfer magic circle.

He had short golden hair and a bearded face that was extremely pale and haggard.

It was Cavanis.

The guards in charge of guarding the transfer magic circle did not dare to delay and hurried forward to salute.

"Your Excellency the Third Prince."

"what."

Cavanis rubbed his brows and forced himself to cheer up.

"Where is the Second Prince now? I want to see him."

"Yes. The Second Prince has instructed that if you come, he will take you directly to see him. Please follow me."

The guard stood up and said.

Led by the guards, Cavanis quickly went deep into the military camp and met the second prince, Athos Silian Asra, who was currently in charge of dispatching the army.

Hearing someone walk into the room, Athos looked up, then retracted his gaze when he found that the person was Cavanis. He casually said, "Find a place to sit down first" and continued to deal with the military affairs at hand.

Cavanis pursed his lips, lowered his head and sat down on a chair beside him.

Since childhood, he has had some distance from his two older brothers.

The first prince is skilled in martial arts and has been honing his sword skills and military combat tactics since childhood.

Even the knights appointed by the royal palace were no match for him.

Since stepping onto the battlefield, he has led the army to repeatedly achieve military exploits and gained a great reputation.

Some nobles of military origin, such as the Boreas family, are very inclined towards the first prince.

The second prince is good at strategy and has shown talent in this area since he was a child.

Whether it was arithmetic, literacy or various ancient books on military strategies, he could answer them fluently.

With his natural intelligence, he had built up a considerable force in the palace since he was a child and was known as the Second Prince Faction.

The king is old.

Many nobles believed that the next king would inevitably be chosen between the first prince and the second prince, and as time went on, they took sides, contributing money and effort.

As for the third prince...

It’s not that I think the third prince is incompetent, but he is neither good at literature nor martial arts, and he hasn’t shown any talent, so people really don’t want to take sides with him.

What's more, the first and second princes both wanted the throne, but the third prince had no interest at all.

Only a fool would choose the third prince.

Cavanis stared blankly at the ceiling, his mind racing.

I suddenly recalled my childhood when my elder and second brothers took me around the palace.

Lift the maid's skirt.

Stealing desserts from the kitchen.

Privately give nicknames to those noble ministers.

When I think about it carefully, I was still so young back then, and my elder and second brothers didn't teach me any good things. They really didn't act like brothers at all...

"..."

"Third brother."

Athos' voice suddenly rang out, bringing Cabanis back from his thoughts.

He quickly stood up and said:

"Second brother, you are done."

"Ah."

Athos rubbed his dizzy head and slowly stood up.

"Third brother, please walk with me."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, second brother."

Cavanis lagged behind Athos by half a step, wandering around the front line of the military camp.

Athos took him to many places and showed him almost all the important facilities.

Cavanis was very curious.

Suddenly, Athos said:

"How's the situation in the north?"

Cavanis said quickly:

"The situation is truly not optimistic. You, second brother, are well aware of the domestic situation. Those nobles are unwilling to send troops unless the enemy reaches their doorstep. The situation in the north is already so dangerous, yet they are still saying they will wait and see."

"The Northern God Kalman, the Twin Emperors Gemis and Migos, and Lord Pergius's familiars... Oh, and there's also a young man who calls himself a hero. They're all stationed at the Northern Fortress, ready to stop the Demon Army. The palace has allocated funds to them, and the nobles have also contributed some men, but it's hard to say how far they can go."

"Ugh……"

The second prince sighed slightly upon hearing this.

"A brave man...it would be nice if there really were a brave man."