Ishtar had originally been pondering in her heart:
Just what kind of sacred being is this, to actually be able to forcefully probe over while stubbornly resisting Odin’s obstruction!
As a result, it wasn’t at all what she had imagined.
That side of the outside world didn’t have a shred of technical content; it turned out they were relying entirely on the greater grail’s privilege.
“Come to think of it, this feeling seemed to have happened before too.”
Ishtar recalled to herself that night when the few of them proactively charged at Odin to rescue Francesca.
At that time, she had also suddenly felt the anomaly of the lesser grail, and nearly got hit by the enemy due to a lapse in concentration.
Could it be that at that time…
this group of people was also trying to probe this side?
Moreover, what was even stranger this time was that it was originally just an unremarkable probing spell, yet they actually restricted the scale of the spell to be extremely small.
It was just like…
clearly being able to make the water outlet into a dam sluice gate with massive runoff, yet insisting on reducing it to a small water pipe trickling out slowly.
What on earth was the meaning of doing this, was there any necessity?
Could it be that they were worried about some unstable spell wavelength, an error problem with a probability as small as zero point zero zero…
zero one percent?
What the heck, she was right in the middle of a fierce firefight with the enemy here, how could she happen to run into an exterior contact who was dead-cautious at a time like this?
The Goddess obviously couldn’t sympathize with people at all.
Mainly, she didn’t know how massive the psychological shadow area was that Fadius and the others had developed regarding the aftermath of the Holy Grail War after encountering the “city-wide screening” incident.
Right now, they would rather reduce efficiency than avoid poking any trouble!
“Stop daydreaming! Go, go, go, relocate the position!”
Ereshkigal grabbed Ishtar, fleeing rapidly from the temporarily established fulcrum.
The next second, tide-like enemy figures rapidly swooped over, rushing forward one after another and completely swallowing the empty position!
“Hey wait a minute, what’s going on…?”
Ishtar was still completely kept in the dark.
It hadn’t been long, how come you were already giving up the defensive tower?
“Ah, what else could the situation be? The number of targets that need spells cast is too large, and Francesca’s mana can’t afford the consumption either.”
Grimm single-handedly held back Odin, and the only effective spell-casting unit placed outside was Francesca herself, who was also a support with no damage output. This chapter was copied from novelping.com without permission.
No matter how high the efficiency was, it couldn’t withstand the opponent’s human wave tactics!
This can only be said that leaking monsters was inevitable.
At this time, Ereshkigal thought of the various strategic key points that Grimm always muttered about and never forgot to emphasize in meetings: “assassination”, “guerrilla warfare”, and “offense is the best defense”.
Instantly, her perspective opened up and her thoughts became clear.
Ereshkigal immediately decided to carry the idea of “shooting and changing places” through to the end!
Therefore, from the initial design, she never intended to hold her ground and await reinforcements!
Instead, she leaned more towards a lightly-loaded offensive style!
Since they weren’t holding their ground, they might as well find a few more temporary ley line fulcrums, casually set up positions, and dismantle the material arrangements on top before leaving.
In this way, Odin’s army ended up tying their own hands and feet—
After all, as long as Ereshkigal and the others maintained mobile warfare and guerrilla warfare, they could just proceed step-by-step and maintain operational initiative despite being at a numerical disadvantage.
As for Odin’s massive army, they had much more to consider.
Those ley line fulcrums were zones they needed to control themselves in the first place.
They couldn’t possibly choose to actively destroy their own fulcrums just to prevent Ereshkigal and the others from setting up positions.
Such behavior affecting ley line runoff was simply digging their own graves.
Hehehe!
You heinous army of Odin, even though you have a massive force, you can’t outrun me, do you believe it!
To some extent, she had learned the essence of Grimm’s ideology.
“Ah?”
After Ishtar finished listening and thoroughly understood, her little brain almost short-circuited and crashed.
No, that basketful of psycho ideologies Grimm talked about at the mobilization meeting, you guys actually listened to the whole thing?
And you actually extracted usable key points and executed them so perfectly, even being able to easily kite the enemy around everywhere?
Could it be that following Grimm to become a psycho just like him was right?
Was her kind of “clear-headed awareness in the mortal world” wrong? This story is hosted at g.com.
Do I have to turn into a psycho too?
No, no, no!
I will never accept this!
Ishtar hardened her heart, gritting her teeth and deciding to continue trying to use the other end of the lesser grail to contact the outside world.
This might be her only hope during this manifestation to get rid of this abnormal team of divine freaks.
The path of redemption lies within!
Persist, persistence spells victory!
Once they reach the next ley line fulcrum, she’ll super-double and crazily ramp up the effort!
…
Outside, by the edge of the woods in the suburbs of Snowfield City.
“You mean, the spatial spell interference from the ‘otherworld’ side is constantly strengthening?”
Fadius listened to Adela’s summary of the situation, frowned, and began a wave of logical sorting:
“From the known information, firstly, the environmental style of this ‘otherworld’ is similar to Snowfield City in reality; secondly, at least the Great God Odin and unidentified individuals hostile to him exist.”
Adela said, “Yes, last time we intercepted some keyframe images remaining from the ‘Odin’ incident, and through comparison, we can deduce—”
“Those architectural features are consistent with the sets of Snowfield City within decades, as if it’s a mirror-symmetrical world mirroring reality.”
“But it seems sparsely populated and ecologically poor inside. As for that figure fighting Odin, we haven’t found any information about him in reality.”
Fadius nodded, “Right now there is one final point, and that is what on earth is going on with the spatial spell interference we are facing?”
Adela guessed, “Perhaps the lesser grail is actively responding to us…?”
“Such a thing is almost impossible!”
Fadius knew that Philia Einzbern was forcibly activated and brought over by Francesca.
According to records, this woman had the self-will to escape the shackles of her “family mission”, once attempted to run away, and was then hunted down by a Sealing Designation Enforcer entrusted by the main family, allowing her to be “recycled”.
In other words, Philia had never been willing to be their lesser grail vessel tool, and it was even less possible for her to cooperate with such spell communication.
Besides, how could Philia, who had lived long-term in the Einzbern castle and required proficiency in ley line studies, a massive amount of magecraft knowledge, and years of field operation for such complex cross-space spells, possibly understand them?
“In my view, it’s mostly Odin or the other party interfering from within! Things involving the disputes of main gods will definitely not be that simple, Adela, continue adjusting the spell!”
Fadius said in a deep voice, “It’s best to immediately restrict visualization and other functions, keeping only the most basic mana wavelength frequency detection, and be sure to reduce the risk to a minimum!”
Assistant Adela nearly went black before her eyes upon hearing her superior order an emergency adjustment of the spell once more, “Yes, Mr. Dioran!”