The next day…
The two armies reached the decisive battlefield almost simultaneously.
They didn't start fighting immediately, instead using various technological means to spy on each other's formations.
There were occasional skirmishes.
But only small-scale local wars.
The main forces of both sides had not yet entered the battlefield.
On the main ship,
Ayato sat on his throne, looking at the screen showing Irisviel polishing the Princess.
Utaha said: "Master, do we really not need to act?"
"Irisviel wants to have some fun. I naturally want to grant her wish."
"And Cornelia also wants to compete with her brother one more time."
"Your appearance would be a dimensionality reduction attack."
Ayato smiled and said: "Of course, if you want to act, I have no objection."
"Haha, how could that be." Utaha laughed dryly.
Act? No way.
These days, it was either fighting or on the way to fight.
She was almost sick of it.
If she could rest, who would want to be a workhorse?
The others also shook their heads.
Even the most warlike Esdeath felt the same.
After all, without fighting strong opponents, she had no interest whatsoever.
Liliana, holding her little notebook, asked curiously: "But my King, why broadcast this live to the whole world?"
"Naturally, for the final fireworks."
Ayato smiled: "After this battle, it should completely deter everyone."
His gaze was deep and playful.
Just then,
The large screen on the main ship flickered, and Schneizel's image appeared.
"Cornelia, it's still not too late to turn back."
"This was never my decision."
"Indeed, there's someone behind you."
Schneizel's gaze instantly locked onto Ayato, sharp and piercing: "Who are you, and how did you control Cornelia and Euphemia?"
"Who I am? You don't need to know that."
Ayato said calmly: "Let the battle begin. This farce should end."
Schneizel's expression stiffened.
'A war to decide the ruler of the world, and this man called it a farce.'
And he could tell that this man was not joking in the slightest.
'I couldn't see through this person.'
After being silent for a moment, he cut the video transmission.
At this point,
Both sides had no choice.
With the negotiations broken,
The two armies began to redeploy.
"Kill!"
Before long, the main forces of both sides began their charge in silent tacit agreement.
The roar of mechs was endless. Terrifying cannon fire began to echo through the sky.
Ayato took out a can of cola and drank it happily.
It had to be said, experiencing such a war scene firsthand was quite shocking.
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"Here, Master, have this."
Utaha opened a bag of chips and brought it to Ayato's mouth.
Yes, barbecue flavor. Tastes good.
Ayato nodded, then opened his mouth to eat a gummy candy handed over by Erica.
He had completely treated this war like watching a movie.
'Fortunately, Master was still reliable.'
Sensing what was behind her, Cornelia breathed a sigh of relief.
Unknowingly, the images from that night reappeared in her mind.
Her face unconsciously flushed pink.
'If it happened again, I probably wouldn't be able to concentrate on commanding the army.'
'No, what was I thinking about?'
Shaking her head vigorously to drive away those images from her mind,
Cornelia took a deep breath and began to focus completely on the battlefield.
The fighting on both sides was already becoming increasingly brutal.
Even with the Federation's army helping,
They were facing the world's strongest nation, Britannia.
There were some gaps in the number of troops and mechs on both sides.
Not to mention, Schneizel's control over the details of the war had reached a terrifying level.
Soon,
Her own army was completely at a disadvantage.
"Just as expected from brother Schneizel. He truly is a monster."
Cornelia's expression was serious, but she was not panicked.
Because, she was not without preparation.
Opening communications, she said: "Everyone, listen up. First Corps..."
One command after another was given.
The formations of the Federation Army and Area 11's Army began to change constantly.
In an instant, surrounding the main ship, the army seemed to transform into a pair of expanding wings, advancing continuously.
"Naive, my sister. Whether in strategy or tactics, you can't possibly beat me."
A gleam of light flashed in Schneizel's eyes: "The formation is good. It can indeed stop the defeat and even drag the war into a stalemate."
"But it also has a fatal weakness. Just break the connection point of the formation."
The corner of his mouth curled up as he calmly gave orders: "Round Table Knight Corps, listen up. You will lead the charge, attacking deep into the enemy formation."
"Third Corps and Fifth Corps, assist from the flanks to prevent the enemy from outflanking."
"Seventh Corps, lag behind to prevent the enemy from cutting off your retreat."
"The remaining corps, full firepower, not giving the enemy a chance to breathe."
Commands were continuously issued, and the entire Britannian army began to move.
They were all true elites of the Empire.
In an extremely short time, they had begun to counterattack according to Schneizel's orders.
"The opposing commander is very skilled."
Artoria evaluated: "If he succeeds, his advance forces will strike directly at our main ship, deciding the outcome in one move."
"Master-sama, do you need me to act?"
"No need."
Ayato took a sip of cola and said: "Don't you see Cornelia hasn't asked for help either?"
The corner of Cornelia's mouth showed a smile: "Using the Round Table Knight Corps as a spear... no army in the world could probably stop them."
"But unfortunately, the enemy you face is not that."
She opened a specific communication channel and said: "Miss Irisviel, you can move now."
"Haha, finally our turn?"
With a laugh, the Princess shot out from the main ship, directly facing the Round Table Knight Corps.