“Down?”
“Yes, those who aren’t accustomed to Stella-Class ‘Maten’ get high on a sense of omnipotence when they undergo ‘Maten.’ ‘Down’ refers to the overwhelming burden of the super-enhancement crashing down all at once when ‘Maten’ is解除された (released/cancelled).”
“I see.”
“Especially this time, since it’s Minashiro-sama’s First Campaign, many of the personnel sent were rookies, so they’re all ending up like that. Though, there are too many who are down for my liking…”
No wonder there were so many young guys in the assembled unit.
Did Father prepare rookies for me to use easily in the future?
Maybe it wasn’t entirely wrong to describe them as idiot college students.
“In that case, shouldn’t we avoid overusing ‘Maten’?”
“No, it’s necessary for them to experience this burden while they’re still rookies. They adapt by experiencing ‘Maten’ repeatedly… but this is utterly pathetic. Hey, get up, you lot…!”
Getrude goes around trying to invigorate them.
I wonder if it’s a good idea to overuse them too much.
I also worked for a black company in my previous life, so I understand how it feels to follow a boss who doesn’t know the limits.
However, now that I’ve become the top, I realize that I’m in a position where I have to exploit those below me.
(Humans really are creatures of deep karma, aren’t they?)
I stroke the gold coin in my pocket once, then raise my voice.
“Everyone, just a little more patience! The enemy’s main force has lost its meat shield and is now on its last legs. We’ll deal with them for good before they head to Fort Ronchant! Now, let’s shift into an even higher gear!”
As I raise my voice, I grant “Maten” to the five hundred cavalry, greatly increasing their output.
A thumping sound, like the throbbing of a heart, echoes throughout.
My Magical Power flows into the bodies of the military officers, and red streaks, like blood vessels, emerge all over their bodies.
“Ugh, uooh! This is bad, the power is overflowing and won’t stop!”
“Agh, aah! Owoh, ooh! Nngi, it’s working!”
“Nnguaaah! Ngaga, nganga! This is the best!”
“…”
The military officers started acting strangely, as if they had taken some dangerous drug.
I couldn’t help but worry and asked Getrude.
“…Hey Getrude, is this really okay?”
“Ooooh, what power! Minashiro-sama, there’s absolutely nothing to worry about! Now, now, now!”
“Hiiii!”
Getrude, with even more inhuman red streaks bursting out, leans his face closer and closer to mine, and I clutch the gold coin with all my might in terror.
“Minashiro-sama, what’s wrong? Let’s go and stop their breath quickly! Now, now, now, now, now!”
I shout in a flustered voice, as if running away from Getrude’s encouraging voice.
“L-Let’s sortie!”
Clad in red Magical Power that stretches high into the sky, we begin our march towards Barbat.
Thanks to the “Maten (Doping),” our movement became super-fast, but in exchange, I was implanted with an unforgettable trauma.
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Several tens of minutes after starting our high-speed movement.
We finally caught up with Barbat’s group.
“Minashiro-sama, the target is in sight.”
“Alright, let’s scatter them as they are! I want to go home quickly!”
“No, I believe we should observe the situation a little. The enemy is still Stella-Class, even if they’re weakened, so even Minashiro-sama could suffer serious injuries.”
Getrude’s suggestion is annoying…
Or rather, the army with red streaks on their faces is terrifying, so I want to wrap this up quickly.
Besides, I honestly felt like I could bludgeon Barbat to death on impact if we charged in like this.
“No! There’s no need to worry, more importantly, let’s quickly deal with Barbat…”
“Minashiro-sama, let’s calm down and talk for a moment.”
Getrude interrupts my words and begins to speak in a calm tone, making me feel like I’ve been doused with cold water.
It seems I was too far gone.
I had lost my mind from terror.
Getrude is probably trying to calm me down before the decisive battle.
“…It seems I was high too.”
“You have a good view of yourself. First Campaigns are like that to some extent. This time, you were probably influenced by the energy of the guys behind you.”
“Ah, exactly.”
And you too, Getrude.
“Ordinary Stella-Class Magical Power wouldn’t cause that. The fact that you can fill your allies with so much fighting spirit is like the ‘Starfall Instructor’ from legends.”
Getrude says with a groan.
“Starfall Instructor? Wasn’t that just a fairy tale?”
“No, they were a real person. They appeared a long time ago and unified the Atla Continent with absolute power. The teachings of the Starfall Instructor are still passed down today, so we should consider them to have existed.”
I see, I was a little lacking in history.
I’ll study Getrude’s so-called “teachings” from now on… but I feel a slightly probing gaze from Getrude.
He’s probably wondering why I have so much Magical Power.