The departure ceremony was not grand.
If anything, it carried an air of secrecy. The army advanced with heavy steps amid the silence. Its numbers were not particularly great.
Several thousand at most.
It was a judgment based upon the caliber of the enemy that awaited us. Was this not the core fighting force of an organization that had concealed itself for thousands of years? There was a strong possibility that each of them would be a formidable foe beyond the ability of ordinary soldiers to handle.
No. To be more precise, it would be fair to call it a ‘certainty.’
The Order possessed numerous forbidden secret arts. By employing that demon’s knowledge, even an ignorant commoner could obtain enough power to face a knight. At a time when they had to commit their full strength, there was no reason to hold such hidden measures in reserve.
That was also why our formation centered upon elites.
We were heading somewhere that might contain any manner of trap. If rapid responses were taken into consideration as well, it was better to remove unnecessary personnel altogether.
Even so, mobilizing all of humanity’s forces should have produced at least tens of thousands.
“We have received word that the Saint and the Archwitch have departed as well.”
I quietly nodded as I listened to my adjutant’s report.
Our opponent was Delphirem. Naturally, there was no possibility she would wait obediently for us, and after compiling every piece of intelligence, we had discovered that the Order’s forces were…