Magical Journey: The Other Shore Blooms on the Other Shore

Commander-in-Chief of the Sixth Army.

Wow, what a prestigious position! Apart from the Commander-in-Chief and his deputy, the highest-ranking officer in the Magic Legion is the commander of each military division. Now, I am the commander of the newly formed Sixth Army. Although the Sixth Army has not yet been established, it will eventually be.

Moreover, all the personnel were placed by our own people.

Wouldn't that mean we could sell official positions at will? Just think how many people would beg us for a military post or even just a small one, offering money and influence to secure a key position? Now that war is on the horizon, military power is, in some ways, even more important than political power. The rise of the American family is in our own hands.

Young Meripple was already dreaming about the future.

Since Audrey is so sensible, it's not a bad idea for the Merippe family to give her our full support.

Merippe sat with his legs crossed, swirling a glass of red wine in his left hand, his eyes half-closed, looking extremely content.

At the critical moment of Beatrice's life and death, Merippus did not realize that a war of national subjugation was about to break out. He wishfully thought that this was a means for Audrey to put pressure on them, the nobles, and that soon Silberle would lead the magic legion to push back.

And he will become the commander of the Sixth Army and profit from the war.

"Commander Merip, we are about to begin forming the Sixth Army." A message interrupted Merip's perfect fantasy. He stood up happily, straightened his tie, and walked out with his head held high.

Hehe, this is my army.

Upon arriving at the Sixth Army's training grounds, Merippe began inspecting his private army. Although his magical skills were mediocre, he always blamed it on his gender; if he were a woman, his magic would undoubtedly be superb.

Having received an elite education since childhood, he wanted to thoroughly test the mettle of these new recruits.

"How many witches are included?" Meripp asked arrogantly to the legion leader sent by Audrey.

The number of witches reflects the quality of the team to some extent.

Of course, their family also has witches. These witches are, in a sense, the foundation of the family, and they will naturally be assigned to important positions in the army later. The current group of people was arranged for him by Audrey.

"No," the person in charge replied.

"No witches?" Merippe asked incredulously. "Not even a single witch like Audrey was included??"

"In fact, none of these people are magicians," the person in charge continued.

"Is Audrey joking?" Not even a magician... Meryl looked at the bustling crowd in disbelief. No wonder there were mostly men. He knew Audrey wouldn't be so kind, but he never expected her to be this outrageous.

"Yes, and Lady Audrey has ordered your Sixth Army to go to the battlefield immediately." The person in charge dropped a bombshell: "Everyone must go."

"Heh, who do you think Audrey is... to..." Before Meripple could finish speaking, the person in charge sent by Audrey raised his wand and a beam of light shot out, aimed directly at Meripple's genitals.

Blood immediately streamed down his lower limbs, and the intense pain made him scream. Then a spell swept over him, and the pain disappeared, but the fifth leg that had disappeared would not return.

"You bitch—we, the Meripp family—" Meripp wanted to tear the person in front of her to pieces, and hurriedly took out her staff to cast a spell, but it was easily neutralized by the other party.

"You haven't used magic in years—do you think these tricks will work against a witch?" The leader sneered. "The Sixth Army is to be deployed immediately."

"You're trying to kill us—we won't let you get away with this."

"To go or not to go?" The person in charge raised his wand, this time pointing it at Merippe's head.

"I'll go—I'll go—" Under duress, Meripple memorized the manager's appearance and decided to settle the score later. This guy actually did such a thing...

That bitch, I'll make sure she dies a horrible death.

To actually lead this army that doesn't even have a mage—these guys—Audrey—you devil.

Upon arriving at the gates of Beatrice, the decadent and dissolute Merippe finally learned that the Silberle Magic Legion had fully garrisoned Beatrice.

They're really back? What are those damned guys doing back here instead of protecting our country?

Along the way, Merippe wasn't idle. He used a special magical means to inform his family about Audrey's atrocities. He felt that his family would come to his rescue soon, and at that time, he would definitely make Audrey pay.

"The Sixth Army, is it? They're stationed outside the city to draw attention." When the Sixth Army arrived, Merippus discovered that besides himself, many of his familiar noble friends were also there.

Meripple looked at the person who had ordered them out to their deaths—Wendy… Just because she has a good mother, does she dare speak to him in such a tone?

“You have no right to order me around,” Merippe said.

“Really?” Wendy crossed her arms. “You seem to know nothing about the witch’s methods—you’ll be willing.”

Without saying a word, she took out her wand and, without knowing what kind of magic it was, made Mary feel as if her brain had been hit hard by a hammer, and she immediately lost consciousness and fell into chaos.

“Alright—let’s go out. Don’t waste time. The demon army will be here soon,” Wendy said.

Merippus was incorporated into the Sixth Army like a puppet, and his cronies were among them, all of whom, like him, had lifeless eyes and had completely lost their sense of self.

This hastily assembled, massive army of civilians marched out of the city.

Millie died without ever knowing why his father hadn't come to his rescue. The truth was, his father was the commander of the Seventh Army, and his father was completely preoccupied with his own problems.

Before long, a dark, swarming mass of demons swept in like a black cloud.

"All teams, activate Operation C!" Wendy commanded.

Those who stood outside the city, devoid of self-awareness, watched numbly as the demon devoured them. Death was instantaneous; in the first moment the demon consumed them, magical power exploded from their bodies.

For a moment, flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Ordinary magic that hits a demon is mostly absorbed by its ethereal outer skin. Only by devouring its flesh and blood, and then exploding from within, can the best effect be achieved.

"All teams, strike at the apex in the direction of five degrees east of north."

Countless light screens were sent into the sky, and then descended from the sky.

Such dazzling war magic has not been seen in the outside world for a very long time, but in Beatrice, it is all commonplace.

Taking advantage of the demons' distraction by the carnage in front of the city, countless magical attacks were remarkably effective.

In an instant, the howls of demons and the cries of men rose and fell.

The entire perimeter of Beatrice was transformed into a true hell on earth, with more flesh and blood being sent from within the city—the Seventh Army, the Eighth Army, the Ninth Army—who leaped from the city walls, sacrificing their lives for their homeland.

Normally, such a practice of depleting Beatrice's resources would be like killing the goose that lays the golden eggs, so the leadership would not do it.

But now, it's all or nothing.

Give Beatrice everything to fight these guys to the death.

Beatrice became a meat grinder of bloodshed and carnage.