Reincarnated Hero System

“The men have only just arrived today. Even if they are all master-level existences, they’d need to rest a bit before mobilisation.”

“I know, that’s why I had the Duke tell you to leave some men at certain locations on your way here. It would reduce the number of soldiers we need to mobilise tomorrow.

Basically, they have tonight to rest as we move tomorrow with the intention of attacking on the 24th.”

Sir Czac frowned when he heard the time frame that Evan had given, tapping the spots on the maps where Evan had assigned Kasteblum’s mages as he spoke.

“You told me this earlier in the morning but isn’t this time frame a bit too short?”

“We have no choice but to move fast, Sir Czac.”

Evan dropped the papers in his hands on the desk, lightly glancing at the servants and technicians who were bringing in more magic projection artifacts to set up in the room, nodding in satisfaction before turning to continue his reply to the Grand Magus.

“You see, the ‘captive’ Senior member of the Demonic Hand from who I sourced this information, was under a magic binding contract that initially prevented them from speaking.

Bishop Amelie over here, helped me in breaking that contract so we could acquire updated information on the Demonic Hand’s operations.

A Grand Magus like you should know that if a Magic contract is broken, the other party involved in the said contract is alerted in a different manner than they would be if the contracted person dies.”

“So, you’re saying that the Eighth Finger knows that the contract has been broken and that the person you captured is still alive?”

“Yes, and he knows that they were not in service to him willingly. I mean, why would he put such a contract if they were?

But basically, since he knows that said person is very likely to spill information if they are not inhibited by the magic contract, he would take actions in response to the possibility of Leaked Information.”

“Leaving us no choice but to act fast, huh?”

“Exactly, Sir Czac.”

Evan yawned lightly as he replied to the Grand Magus, looking the browned-haired man in the eyes before continuing.

“Anyone who’s too tired to move can be left behind, they’d just work extra hard when the time comes to defend Bultom against Vazgan’s Dullahans and the Eighth Finger’s Death Knights.”

“Also…just so you’re aware. You, Grand Magus Czac, are one of the few people that Joanna Ritz, the laziest woman I know, actually made the effort to commend.

I expect good things from you and your men.”

The man’s brows twitched as he instantly realised what Evan was playing at by saying those words, especially in the presence high ranked dignitaries present.

“…You sure you’re just a thirteen-year-old kid?”

“I am.

Just that I come with an extra experience package up here.”

The boy pointed to his temple as he spoke, before tilting his head to the side and muttering softly.

“The >^0ldy4@HuB8z`W9!

Well…can’t say that.”

Upon hearing the weird static noise that just rang out in all their ears, Guild Master Dasyra passed the map in her hands to the S-rank adventurer behind her as she spoke.

“No matter how many times I hear it, I can’t get used to that weird noise.”

“You can have the Duke give you a little briefing about the rest of the information you need to know in order to for me to speak freely at a later date.”

While occasionally making quips like that, the group continued with their plans for the simultaneous attack, ensuring that their forces were appropriately distributed and taking precautions to ensure the operation was carried out with the fewest number of casualties possible.

It was a simple operation, however, they could not plan ‘simply’ and had to be more meticulous about their preparations due to the huge number of forces that would be moving for this operation.

The Duke shared the plans that they devised with the Commanding Officers of the military bases that were located nearest to the points of attack, and asked them to prepare the soldiers stationed at those bases for the attacks.

Meanwhile, the Guild Master did the same with the other Guild Masters who were from the the cities and towns that were located closest to the points of attack.

These communications were carried out with the aid of multiple simultaneous magic projections that were activated in the meeting room.

Those present, including the military commanding officers, guild masters, and Paladins, were able to listen in on the discussions regarding the plans that were being developed.

Evan did make a quip about this being a ‘Group Video Call’ but none of those who heard understood exactly what he meant.

A few of them had problems with Evan presiding over the meeting, taking issue with the fact that he was just a child and saying that he lacked experience, and had none of the necessary qualifications to be involved in issues of such critical importance.

The others, however, immediately recognized the faces of some of the people who were sitting with Evan and they instantly understood that for people of high level of power and authority like the Duke of Cheverton and a highest ranked Paladin of the Church to listen to him, then the boy’s words must hold weight.

In spite of this, a few of the Guild masters still raised issues with Evan’s B rank adventurer qualifications, with the young hero taking the chance to lash out at his detractors, mention a few of his ‘feats’ and declare his influence.

“Before I am a ‘B ranker’ in the adventurers guild, ‘I’ am Evan Eris, ‘son’ of Duke Roger Del Eris, the Prime Minister of the Country you live in.

I am also the heir to one of the Great Western Empire’s most prominent noble families.

Do you really think that your positions as mere guild masters of random cities and towns in Cheverton mean anything against my identity?

Even if I wasn’t the Duke’s heir, I am still a high noble that you would normally not have the right to even speak to without my permission.”

Closing the files in his hands, the boy leaned forward, glancing at all the magic projected images as he continued.

“In the Great Western Empire, I am the one person who knows the most about the organization behind these undead attacks, the one trying to murder millions of people and turn them all into undead.”

He pointed at one of the guild masters who had issues with him before lashing at him.

“You…do you really think your city would have been able to survive the Undead’s simultaneous attack without my interference?

Who do you think it was that told the Duke to send over soldiers and knights to aid your city in defending against the tens of thousands of undead that attacked your city three weeks ago?

To help protect the dozens of thousands of people living in that city?

You think your city would have been able to survive being attacked by three Grandmaster level liches if it wasn’t for me telling the Duke to send his trusted men to help your asses?”

Turning to another one of the guild master’s projections, he gave that one a disdainful look as he spoke.

“And you, just who do you think captured and interrogated the ‘prisoner’ who revealed the locations of all these undead-filled locations we are planning to attack?

Allowing us to discover the fact that there are tens of thousands of undead hidden underground in an abandoned town that’s barely 25 kilometres away from your city.

If those undead were to attack you right now, you think the adventurers and knights in your city would be able to do a thing against them?”

Lastly, he turned towards one of the Majors, propping up his chin on his palm while his elbow rested on the armrest of his seat before speaking.

“As for you, let’s take out the fact that you are raising issues with me while the Lieutenant General over here, who happens to be your superior officer is on board with me.

Do you really think I can’t see the envy in your eyes?”

The boy’s expression turned smug as he activated his blessing of destruction, letting the red aura visibly show as he spoke.𝓞𝑽𝗅xt.𝗇𝓔t

“You jealous you weren’t a Level 230 existence at the age of thirteen?”

Even though those on the other ends of the magic projections could not really feel Evan’s aura at the moment, the changes in the expressions of the Grandmaster level existences seated beside him were enough to tell them that the red aura surrounding the boy’s body was ‘no joke’.

“Besides, I know your family name. You’re from a noble family that is in an opposing faction to my Eris Family.

Hundreds of thousands of people are at risk of being killed by the undead and here you are, trying to turn this into something political?”