I Got 999 Level With One Cut

"Yes."    

" None of them were left? "    

"No."    

After returning to London, this Devil Instructor first went to find a mage who specialized in spatial magic and took out the poker cards in his stomach. After that, he came to Brucedahl to see Almande Janssen. Even so, Almande Janssen felt that the magic experiment this time was much faster than he had imagined.    

Janssen fiddled with the experiment report written by this Devil Instructor. Although all the records were followed according to the rules, he felt that this report was a little too simple.    

Because there was almost no experimental data in the entire report.    

Airship? It exploded. Iron tower? It exploded. All the items that were placed at the center of the explosion were instantly vaporized by the fireball.    

No one knew how the shield created by magic tools 500 meters away from the center of the explosion shattered, because they could no longer find the shield generator. That was a defense equivalent to a low-grade Titled Devil Instructor. If it was sold, it would be worth at least 5 million shields. It was gone just like that.    

A large number of experimental equipment was seriously damaged because it was placed too close. Only the three mages could provide a certain amount of evidence to support the destructive power. However, under Riko's request, the three of them were basically standing ten kilometers away. So this was not very accurate.    

"What do you think? Do you have an estimate of the destructive power?"    

Almande Janssen put down the report in his hand and turned to look at the silver-haired girl who was holding a cup of tea on the other side of the sofa.    

Riko nodded lightly.    

"The first circle is probably the fireball caused by the chain reaction. I estimate that it has a radius of about 300 meters. In principle, everything within this range will no longer exist."    

The tea was a little cold and too sweet, she thought.    

"If it wasn't for the fact that I could use a shield to block the explosion like I could, I would have died."    

"And then?" Janssen raised his eyebrows.    

"It will create a shock wave with a radius of three kilometers. It can destroy houses, and mages without shields and slightly weaker swordsmen will die"    

"The heat radiation will severely burn people within four kilometers. Most of the buildings in the cities in Europe are made of combustible wood. I think there will be a fire in the areas that haven't been blown up yet. The range of the fire is hard to estimate "    

The military minister was silent for a while before he lit a cigarette.    

"I'm really glad that you're on our side."    

Riko was silent for a while before she suddenly spoke in a low voice.    

"But I do not want to actually use this magic in the war."    

"Why?"    

Meiko, who was sitting next to her, answered on her behalf, "One personal reason." The blonde girl said expressionlessly.    

"I understand."    

Janssen slowly nodded.    

"In that case, please do us a favor."    

"What?"    

"In five days, Vilhelmina, the Queen of Aldran, the ruler of Britain, Edward XVIII, and the Devil Monarch of Gaul, Louis CCXXXIII, will have a short meeting in the sky above Kelt Sea. At that time, not only will the newspapers of the three kingdoms report about the meeting. Andalucia Castile, Sardinia, and even the kingdom of Skagerrak will report about it. "    

Almande Janssen's eyes sparkled with a strange light.    

"Now, with the help of Britain, we have temporarily stabilized the front line. We do not have the ability to counterattack, not to mention the Russians who did not enter the battlefield. So I hope you can demonstrate this magic from afar during that meeting. This will be the most important step to make the people of Westfalen surrender. "    

The king of Westfalen, Falz III, stood up from his throne and looked down at the officials.    

He was not very satisfied with the current situation.    

Their army advanced hundreds of kilometers during the three days of war. In the following week, the front line was in a stalemate with both sides. Their army was almost unable to advance.    

The main city they had obtained was the Amsterdam, and it was purposely given to them by their opponents.    

The front line of Gaul in the south had even been pushed back by more than ten kilometers.    

If it wasn't for the stupid failure before the Fort Lerge, at this time, the flag of the two owls should have been stuck in the parliament building of Brucedahl.    

If he took down Aldran, he might be able to break through from the north. Then, before the Russians showed up, they could charge into Isle of France in one go. They could force the Britain to give up their land and ask for peace. This way, not only could he significantly weaken the enemies in the west. He could also make his allies in the east lose everything even though they won the war. He would then be crowned as emperor.    

The more Falz III thought about it, the angrier he got.    

Even the way he looked at the intelligence minister was filled with hatred.    

If it wasn't for the intelligence minister's dereliction of duty, the front line, which had once held an absolute advantage, wouldn't have been in such a situation.    

However, there was no point in saying anything now.    

Falz III wanted to open up a breakthrough point as soon as possible and completely end this war.    

There were still many uncertainties. The Skagerrak in the north seemed to be neutral, but it was actually uncertain. The Andalucia wanted to unify the Iberia Peninsula, but they did not have the courage to face three enemies at the same time. The Minlan Empire was still restless. They might stab the Moscow Rus in the back at any time.    

What he didn't want to see the least was this war, which was originally planned to end quickly, became a protracted and drawn-out tug of war like the last civil war in the Westfalen.    

"Do you have anything to say?"    

He asked expressionlessly.    

There was silence below.    

Fifteen seconds later, the intelligence minister raised his hand nervously.    

He also understood that his dereliction of duty had affected the pace of the Empire, so he wanted to make amends for his mistakes.    

"Your Majesty, I know something."    

Falz III frowned and realized that things were not simple. He took the intelligence minister to an empty office.    

"What do you know?"    

The intelligence officer swallowed his saliva and said, "Your Majesty, my spies have received news that in five days, the three kings of the alliance army will meet above Kelt Sea."    

Falz raised his eyebrows and indicated for him to continue.    

"If we send Roentgen to launch a surprise attack and capture the three kings, we can threaten the alliance to negotiate with us."    

"Aren't you afraid that Edinburgh will be there?"    

"Clark Edinberg hasn't taken a step out of Britain Island in a hundred and fifty years. The two mages from Gaul who can fight Roentgen also showed no signs of leaving the front line."    

The young king of Westfalen nodded with an expressionless face.    

" You can go back now. Inform the people in the hall to leave. "    

He turned around and stood in front of the crystal ball. He picked up the communication with Hilbert, the head of the magic department.