Became a Medieval Fantasy Wizard-Chapter 347

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Oberon the crow diligently carried out Ian's instructions.

Ian's request for help reached Kira without the slightest delay.

"Ah. It's Oberon?"

"Caw!"

Kira removed the letter tied to Oberon's leg and read it.

It was a letter from Ian stating that Duke Roxlan's attitude seemed suspicious.

'Just wait a little, Ian.'

Kira immediately gathered Ian's companions.

Following Ian's prior preparations,

she intended to send troops to help.

A rescue team consisting of Belenka, Sir Salvador, and the bandit Sabui was organized.

After climbing the mountain, Kira used the magic scroll.

"[Rain clouds—!]"

The scroll worked flawlessly.

Though Kira had almost no talent for water magic—

the scroll made by Ian allowed her to use magic regardless of her water affinity.

Soon, a heavy rain began pouring from the dark sky.

"What a tremendous downpour."

"Belenka! Get ready!"

"Alright. I'm counting on you."

Belenka and Sir Salvador boarded the boat they had prepared in advance.

Kira used the second scroll Ian had entrusted to her.

"[Mystery of the lake—! Obey my will—!]"

Kira drew a stream of water from the nearby lake.

The pouring rain opened a water path—

and the overflowing lake lifted the boat.

"There's no crazier madness than this."

Belenka let out a hollow laugh as she was drenched by the rain.

Though she had followed Ian for a long time and seen all sorts of amazing things,

Ian always appeared with new insanity, as if testing the limits of a wizard's capabilities.

Belenka liked that creativity of his.

"Keep your direction steady, Sabui. If we crash into the castle wall, we're all dead!"

"Yes!"

Riding the stream of water, a small boat crossed the mountain path.

Villagers who had rushed out because of the sudden rain were astonished to see a boat coming down from the mountain.

"W-what is that?!"

"A boat is floating away—!"

The boat carrying Belenka and the bandits raced toward the Duke's castle at tremendous speed.

And precisely—

the boat crashed into the bridge connecting the outer and inner castle.

Thud—!

Belenka jumped onto the bridge and shouted:

"Make way—!"

"W-who are you!?"

"Take me to Wizard Ian! Now!"

Though Belenka shouted orders, no soldiers followed her commands.

...At the same time, Belenka sensed it.

This was definitely enemy territory, and Ian's safety would be difficult to guarantee!

Belenka pulled down her pitch-black helmet and shouted:

"Sabui—! I'll open the path! Follow behind me!"

"Uooooooh!"

Wizard Ian's forces began advancing relentlessly toward the inner castle.

The Duke's startled soldiers rushed out, but they were no match for Ian's army.

"What's all that commotion downstairs..."

"B-big trouble! Enemies are approaching!"

"???"

"Are you too drunk? What enemies suddenly..."

The nobles lingering in the banquet hall were bewildered by the sudden report.

The night was utterly confusing for them.

Clearly until the afternoon, they'd all been laughing and drinking together...

Then in the evening, a body was suddenly discovered.

Then they were told the murderer was the visiting wizard.

And now what?

Enemies are approaching?

"Lock the doors!"

"Y-Your Grace!"

"Open the armory! Get crossbows any way you can, and give one to everyone!"

"Your Grace! I-I don't know how to shoot a crossbow..."

Slap!

"Stop whining! If you refuse to arm yourself, I'll take it as a sign you're willing to sit and die!"

"..."

The noble who'd been slapped by the Duke suddenly felt wronged!

Most nobles here were just people who came to drink and enjoy themselves.

They simply attended because the Duke held a banquet!

Few truly devoted themselves to the Duke.

A banquet was a casual affair, and given the chaotic situation in the south, they had simply come as guests not wanting to fall out of favor with the narrow-minded Duke.

But now...

Arm themselves and fight against enemies?!

What kind of insane nonsense—!

"Block the enemies no matter what happens!"

Duke Roxlan shouted with a metallic voice.

The Duke's eyes burned with rage and indignation.

***

'They've arrived.'

Ian realized that Oberon had properly fulfilled his mission.

Heavy rain poured down, and then the outside suddenly grew quiet.

The soldiers monitoring Ian's room had disappeared.

Why had they vanished?

The answer was simple.

A new situation requiring soldiers had arisen...!

"Let's go, Maria."

"Yes."

Ian collapsed the stone wall he'd created with earth magic and left the room.

"Huh?! You!"

He encountered two soldiers left as minimal guards—

"I'm going for a walk because it's stuffy in here."

"..."

"Any objections?"

Seeing the magic sword floating behind Ian's back, the soldiers instantly became obedient(...).

If they'd been knight-level, they might have fought.

But the soldiers guarding Ian's room were low-ranking pawns.

They had no reason to sacrifice their lives for the Duke's loyalty.

"What are you all doing! Seize him immediately!"

One soldier awkwardly rushed forward.

An opportunist blinded by promotion prospects.

Ian simply swung his staff and struck the soldier down.

Whoosh—!

"Eek!"

Neither Ian's staff nor his sword were ordinary items.

Two or three low-ranking soldiers had no chance of winning against Ian armed with magic items.

Using the soldiers as guides, Ian escaped the inner castle.

Outside the castle, the pouring rain made it impossible to see even a foot ahead.

'Kira did it properly, huh?'

Though he had only made the scrolls, even Ian wasn't sure of their exact power.

Ian rarely used water magic, and there hadn't been enough time for testing.

But the power of the magic scroll he witnessed was satisfactory.

With this level of downpour, the river would overflow and drainage would be difficult.

Through reconnaissance, Ian had determined that Duke Roxlan's castle would be vulnerable to heavy rain.

An outer castle built along the river and an inner castle surrounded by a moat.

Relying heavily on water for defense, they would struggle to cope with a flood.

Of course, a minor rainfall couldn't cause a flood.

So Ian had devised a plan to cause an overflow from the mountain behind the castle and draw that water to the inner castle.

Ian's plan worked perfectly.

Though it required the utterly ridiculous act of placing a boat on a mountaintop...

His troops had successfully infiltrated using the waterway Kira created.

'Over there.'

Ian spotted the abandoned bridge where the boat had been left and ran toward it.

Before long, Ian encountered forces flooding into the inner castle.

At the forefront was a black knight in pitch-black armor.

Ian stopped walking and called out:

"Belenka!"

The black knight removed her helmet.

Long blonde hair poured down like a waterfall.

Belenka grinned and waved her hand.

"You're safe, Ian?"

"Of course. Thanks for coming so quickly."

"All thanks to a certain crazy wizard who prepared everything properly."

Belenka didn't forget to praise the bandits as well.

It wasn't easy to go along with such madness.

But despite their grumbling, they had followed Belenka's instructions well.

"Sabui and the bandits worked hard too."

"When this is over, I'll give you all a bonus."

Sabui grinned from behind.

Money is always good!

The bandits' morale was also high.

While rowing on the mountain, they had experienced serious regret thinking, 'What kind of bullshit is this?'...

But after infiltrating the inner castle riding the water stream, the bandits collectively fell into a dopamine overdrive.

What medieval person would ever experience riding a boat down from a mountain!

"Ian! The Duke?"

"Haven't seen him."

"We need to hurry. This isn't over until we capture the Duke!"

Sir Salvador shouted in a resolute voice.

He was right.

Ian had committed the insane act of bringing his troops to the Duke's castle.

This wasn't something that could be resolved with mutual apologies and handshakes.

Like it or not, Ian had to capture Duke Roxlan.

"The Duke probably headed for the tower."

"I think so too."

Built for surveillance purposes, the tower was the highest and narrowest place in Duke Roxlan's castle.

A location optimized for holding out.

He couldn't hold out for long, but he only needed to last until the Duke's soldiers arrived.

However...

"There's no need to rush."

At Ian's relaxed attitude, Sir Salvador gave a bitter smile.

That's right.

The Duke only needed to hold out until his subordinates came, but those subordinates couldn't come to save him.

Precisely because... of the flood Ian had caused.

The river by the outer castle had already overflowed, and one would need a boat to enter the castle.

But on a day with such heavy rain, launching a boat would be difficult.

"It may take some time, but let's carefully pursue the Duke."

"Understood."

Ian and his forces methodically cleared the inner castle.

Though he had delayed reinforcements, this was still Duke Roxlan's castle.

There were countless knights and soldiers loyal to the Duke.

But they couldn't stop Ian's soldiers.

No matter how numerous the troops, they were meaningless if they couldn't fight as a unit.

Duke Roxlan had already chosen to flee—

In the midst of confusion, his soldiers were defeated one by one by Ian's army.

"[Darkness!]"

Ian supported the army with magic from the rear.

But surprisingly, Ian's magic didn't play a significant role.

"Light! Bring the light!"

"There must be some ancient artifacts around here...!"

The Duke's storehouse contained many artifacts capable of countering wizards.

Particularly, artifacts emitting light were excellent at countering Ian's darkness magic.

"I'll buy some time!"

"Lord Wizard!"

Additionally, a couple of wizard lodgers in the Duke's castle rushed out.

Even if they couldn't defeat Ian, they were enough to weaken his magic.

'If only I could use fire magic.'

Ian felt regretful, but it couldn't be helped.

If he used fire magic, he could burn everything...

But there would be too many random civilian casualties.

So rather than finding a way to break through the enemies' magical countermeasures—

"Belenka. Go sweep them all away."

"Alright. Just wait a bit."

Ian chose to simply overwhelm them with physical force.

After all, isn't there a saying that "a weak body makes the mind suffer"?

With Belenka, Sir Salvador, and even Sabui.

With three world-class knights, Ian had no reason not to choose physical force.

And magical nonsense couldn't stop Ian's army.

If the enemies used magic, Ian could counter them in return!

"Surrender! I surrender!"

"Very well. I respect your honorable decision."

As a result, Ian quickly conquered the Duke's castle.

With just one exception.

The tower where Duke Roxlan was holed up.

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