The Hero King, Reincarnate to Master the Art of War

Arlman—

The city was in extreme tension and bustle, not even sleeping at night.

「Move your feet!! The enemy group will be here shortly! Get into position!!!」

「All entrances to the underground tunnels are open! Be ready to evacuate at any time!!」

The city of Arlman was originally the place where Prisma was enshrined in its icy prison; it was built and maintained with the resurrection of Prisma in mind. One example was the city’s underground tunnels, which, in preparation for this battle, were further expanded. Food and other supplies had also been brought in, turning it into pretty much an underground fortress.

The use of flygears and flygear carriers had begun to become much more widespread in Charalia’s military forces ever since Myynti, the previous Special Envoy, was in place and even more so in the time of the current Special Envoy, Theodore. And yet, that didn’t mean every single Knight had their own flygear. The preparation was meant to allow the ground-locked Knights to fight while hiding from widespread attacks.

Knights rushed out of the underground tunnels and headed for their positions to intercept the Prisma. And Yua watched them in a haze in the dreadful atmosphere. Sitting on the edge of the roof of the tallest building, she left her legs dangling. Apparently, this was the building where the Prisma used to be.

While others might tell her that a place like this couldn’t possibly be relaxing, Yua liked this place. It was, oddly enough, calming for her. Whenever she had the time, she would skip work to be here, just like she was right now.

「Ooi! Yua!」