I know if it was not for my father’s hand, I would have already lost myself and would have already been in the middle of the battlefield killing friend and foe. But I have to say, as I am watching this battle rage on, I am seeing a lot of different parts of the battlefield that are just not going well for the Gravos Kingdom. 

“Father, they are going to lose.” I could already see the Norian Army overwhelming the Gravos Kingdom army. Maybe it was because I did a surprise attack with such a big spell that the Norian army was caught off guard big time, or maybe it was because the commander of this army was much different from the other one, but I can say the group was much more united in how they are advancing and retreating when needed. 

“That they are. I am surprised you can see it so well. This group of Norian soldiers has a commander with a good head on their shoulders. As for Gravos, they have the border guards commander Sliminian. He is a drunkard and never keeps his men in line, which is why he was put on the border. Since he is from a high ranking noble family, they couldn’t just strip him of his status since he really did not commit any serious crimes, so they sent him to the border to get rid of him.” My father explained. While he may suck at commanding his men, I still have to hand it to this Sliminian man for actually showing up to fight.

Thinking for a second, I quickly brought up my menu. I planned to get some military skills just in case. But when I looked at my current status, I was kind of shocked to see how low my level was….

[Humanoid Form]

[Name]: Faith Cyrilia

[Age] 12

[Level] 32_-.

[Race] Dragonic

[HP] 20000/20000

[MP] ∞

[Attack Power] 19600

[Magic Power] 19600

[Status Points] 445

[Strength] 1960

[Vitality] 2000

[Intelligence] 1960

[Mind] ∞

[Agility] 1960

[Skill Points] 21

[Skills]

[Appraisal (LVL 10(MAX))]

While it was low, I at least still had 21 skill points to use. I can only guess that each of those soldiers I killed was worth little to no experience. Out of all the skills, there were two for major battles, Military Tactics and Military Command

[Skill Points] 21 → 1

I got both of these skills and maxed them both. I do not plan to ever join battles again, but at the same time, with how this world works, there is no telling what the future will hold. So, such skills could come in handy at any time. 

As soon as I maxed out both of these skills, my view of the battlefield was much different now. Even in the losing situation that the Gravos army was in, I could find three different routes for their victory. “If they would just throw up fog spell and spread out instead of clustering, they could easily reduce the number of losses and gain more ground….”

“Oh?” I guess I was speaking my thoughts out loud because my father reacted to my words. “I am surprised you were able to see such a tactic. It is true that if the commander really did as you just said, they would have a chance to turn the tides.” 

“Father…. I want….” I couldn’t just sit by and watch this continue to happen. I mean, I have a chance to turn this war around and push the enemy back, and I wouldn’t even need to raise my blade. But the main thing is I did not wish for an army who was doing such hideous acts to win this war. If they somehow took over Gavos, that would put us under the rule of a demi human hating kingdom that enslaves demi humans like me. Not that I can be considered human anymore. 

“Alright, if you wish to beat back these bastards, then so be it. I can tell just keeping your mind on something else is actually helping you control your will. This could be a very good thing. Let’s go.” My father took my hand and tossed me up onto his shoulders before taking off towards the back of the Gravos Military line. 

He used air walk and gently landed outside the command tent for the Gravos army. Our sudden appearance startling the soldiers standing outside. “Who are you!?”

“Tell old man Sliminian that Cyrilia is here.” My father didn’t even flinch when the swords were pointed at him. I, who was sitting on his shoulders, looked down at him to see a smug grin on his face. I can only guess that my father has some history with this Sliminian guy.

The guards looked at each other before one of them nodded to the other. “Wait here.” One of the guards said before turning and going inside the tent. It was then a loud banging sound was heard, followed by a yell. “That bastard is here!? Let him in!” 

“Father?” I called out only to have my father pinch my leg lightly, making me purse my lips.

He gently let me down and held my hand, and pulled me into the command tent. The inside was rather big and had a large table with a huge map on it. There was an old man with a long grey beard standing at the far end of it with a few other soldiers in metal armor standing on the sides. “Cyrilia, you damn brat, what are you doing here? I haven’t seen you since you were, what, fifteen years old?” 

“Sliminian, I think you are growing too old for this already. I mean, you’re losing the war. I came to offer some assistance. I want you to turn over command to my daughter.” My father did not even beat around the bush. His words suddenly causing an uproar in the tent.

“Are you insane!? You want a little demi girl to lead the bat… Ugh!” A soldier yelled out but soon found a fist in his face. Go, Father! To be honest, seeing the man get hit felt really good. I wanted to hit him as well but I kept my little fists to myself.

“Watch your words. My daughter is not something you can talk about when you are losing a battle. You know, the army that was near my village is no more, and it is thanks to my daughter that we could win.” My father did not go into details, but the looks on the faces of the soldiers and even Sliminian’s expression, were priceless because they knew that our village had no army. “So what will it be? Do you wish to win this war or not?”

Sliminian stared at my father, it seemed he was unsure what to do. He looked at me, then my father, and then back  at me and asked: “Little girl, what would you do to win this war?”

I looked up at my father, who nodded at me and gave me a little push to step forward. I took a deep breath and let it out before walking over to the table that had a huge map. I began pointing out points marked on the map as I began to explain.  “Here, here and here, right now, you are all clustered together trying to push through the enemy line. This is wrong and is making it easier for the Norian army’s mages to attack you. What you should be doing is splitting up into much smaller groups. This will widen the range in which the Norian mages will have to cover. Use a fog spell and three groups to push forward in a frontal assault while using hit and run tactics at the side picking off soldiers who were focusing on the frontal assault. This will weaken their flanks and allow you easier access to the mages. Once the mages are gone the battle is ours.

“Our mages would only need to keep the fog spell active while using shields to protect themselves and our own people. This will not only conserve their mana but will also allow for use of a bigger spell later on, to force the Norian mages into a corner. The Norian mages will have to work on dispelling the fog over and over, protecting their men, and also attacking. 

“As long as their mages are kept busy with minimal loss of mana consumption on our side, we can easily turn the tides and push the enemy back.” I explained the best I could. As I finished, I looked up at Sliminian, whose mouth was opening and closing. The tactic was simple and clean. It would also reduce the loss of our men because any spell cast by our mages would not block the view of our soldiers. To them, it would be like they were seeing things on a  clear day while the enemy will be trapped in a fog. 

“This…. This…. Haha! Cyrilia, your blood is quite amazing to have such a fine daughter! I agree to let her command.”  Sliminianthen looked up at the other men in armor and asked: “What about you guys?” 

“I see no reason to say no. To be honest, even with all of us here, we thought the war was going to end up in our loss. We were all preparing to die. But with the plan she just said, it actually gives us a chance.” One of the soldiers answered.

“I agree as well.”

“As do I!”

“Little miss, I apologize for my earlier words. You will be my life savior if we win this. A life debt is not something one can repay easily. I promise to help support you if you ever need  my assistance.”