Chapter 16: All Good Things Must Come to an End
"I went to see Absyrtus. He was the leader of the pursuers, and also my younger brother. I told him that I wanted to follow Lord Moran... After that, I found an opportunity to use magecraft to make him faint, and I used a little trick."
Medea said this very casually,
As lightly as if she were talking about afternoon tea.
"The most important thing for an army is the commander, right? Hmm... I used illusions to create an illusion that they couldn't ignore, and that's why the pursuers couldn't advance."
"Um, I don't know if it's convenient for me to ask, Medea, what did you make them see?"
Jason asked inquisitively, like a curious child.
Moran had already guessed what it was.
"It's simple. What I made them see was the illusion of their commander being dismembered into pieces, floating on the sea. Hehe, there's nothing more demoralizing than that, right?"
Medea's words were as innocent as a child's,
But the information contained within was chilling, and even Jason doubted whether he had heard correctly.
Such a bloody and terrible topic,