The Peerless Kobold - Chapter 138
During the time when the sun’s rays grew stronger as it headed to the west, there was a heavy knock on the door of garrison officer Zeist’s office which was located in the barracks inside the castle. The Porcelain Elf who was the master of the room looked up from his paperwork and gave the young guard who rushed in permission to enter.
“…What’s going on?”
After bowing briefly while his commander gave him a pointed look, the young guard hurriedly delivered his report.
“A report just came in from the observation platform. The groups of armed Obsidian Elves who are approaching the northern and southern gates of the Royal Castle from the east are believed to be members of the reform extremist faction!!”
“Haah, Lady Eliza told me that something like this could be expected, but… Looks like they really did it.”
Gist mumbled as he hung his head and released a tired sigh.
“How many rebels are there?”
“We have seen at least the equivalent number of people in a company unit on each gate, Sir.”
When the elves fought against the Philland republic in the past, the standard number of people in a platoon would be 30, while those in a company unit had at least 300 men, and a battalion was composed of 500 men.
In other words, the number of rebels was roughly, but probably, more than 300 per unit.
(I’m going to have to divide the guards into two groups. If that’s the case, then I’d have to call back the guards who have been assigned to handle the protest rallies…)
If he did that, then there is a risk of the mobs storming into the castle and causing an insurrection.
“Looks like we’ll have to deal with them with just the soldiers inside the castle…”
Zeist rang a bell on top of his table. A messenger entered from the next room, bowed, and awaited his orders.
“Inform the first and fourth platoons who are on standby that they will be dispatched to the southern gate and tell the second and third platoons that they are to be dispatched to defend the northern gate. Also, remind them to strictly adhere to the rules of engagement.”
“Yes, Sir!”
After repeating his orders, the messenger quickly turned on his heel and returned to the next room, where he informed his colleagues who immediately delivered the orders to the platoon leaders. As he listened to the flurry of sounds from the next room, Zeist once again turned to the young soldier who remained in the room and spoke,
“Tell the Prime Minister about the rebels and the soldiers’ deployment and return to your unit.”
“Yes, Sir!”
The young guard left the room in response, leaving the captain of the guard alone once again.
“The rebels on the southern and northern gates easily surpass our forces by a hundredfold… Defending is going to be hard even with the walls.”
The elves’ city defense system was largely made up of a spiritual barrier called the “Forest of Wandering”, which attacks the mind of intruders. However, nobody from the castle thought that they would be attacked from the inside, so the construction of the walls was simple and not that strong.
In addition, magic to break down walls also existed, so they cannot overestimate the defenses of the walls.
(Well, I guess the rebels knew they had a chance of winning so they attacked, but… This is such a nuisance.)
Moments later, the armed reform extremists who had passed through the Bronze and Porcelain Elf residential areas gathered near the northern and southern gates, and the thunderous roaring of wind rang out…
The first platoon leader in charge of defending the southern gate responded by firing several Fireballs as a warning to keep the rebels from coming any further, but the wooden gate burned down and exposed the rough steel structure underneath.
“Well, that was unexpected. If the gates burned down by a mere barrage of fire magic, then it’s a defective castle.”
He was just thinking about what would happen if he burned the gates when it happened, so Gregor moved on to the next step without dwelling on it and issued his orders.
“Adre, Bright, are you ready?”
“Yes, no problems here. We just finished all the preparations.”
“Same here…”
A slender, Obsidian Elf clad in light armor and a nervous-looking elf man who peeked from under his deep hood and revealed silver hair and blue eyes characteristic of the Obsidian Elf Clan nodded in unison.
