Published: July 3, 2025
Twenty-five hours later.
"Alright, it's finished. Go ahead!"
As Neil said this, the last golem from the Republic left the hangar.
"Thank you for your hard work," Ryo said, handing him a glass of water.
At times like this, drinking water is the best.
"Um, thank you," Neil replied, taking the glass and gulping it down.
"Ah, this is delicious water. Lord Ryo, are you a mage of the water attribute?"
"Yes," Ryo said, feeling moved.
It was his first experience being impressed by the maintenance.
Neil's 'maintenance' was that remarkable.
"I never expected that the tools you brought were for a construction-type Maintenance Assistance Golem," Ryo said, looking at the golem standing about one and a half meters tall beside Neil.
"I thought I would have to maintain the Republic Golem. Thanks to this, we made it on time," Neil said with a cheerful smile.
"Sir Anderson, Duke Rondo. You are requested to come to the command center by the head of state. You can see the battlefield from there," a soldier approached and said to the two.
"I see, let's go," Neil nodded, and Ryo followed suit.
"Lord Anderson, you made it just in time. I sincerely thank you!"
As they entered the command center, the head of state, Cornbano, immediately extended both hands for a handshake.
Lord Barley, the chief advisor, also bowed deeply.
Everyone else present there lowered their heads to Neil Anderson.
Everyone understood.
Without Neil Anderson, they wouldn't have been able to stand against the golems and Holy Knights from France.
Even Neil was smiling wryly.
"Well, I've gotten stronger, but I can't say whether we can win or not," Neil said as he headed towards the eastern window.
From there, a battle between golems was about to commence in the plains.
Meanwhile, Ryo was already glued to the window, captivated.
"Real Robot War..."
Ryo's murmur went unheard by anyone.
The golems from France, the Holy Knights, and the Republic's golems, the Civilians, were facing each other.
Both were three-meter-class golems, designed and manufactured with the premise of fighting on the battlefield.
The Holy Knights held a small shield in their left hand and a sword in their right hand, lined up in a formation of ten across eight rows.
The sight of ten three-meter golems lined up side by side was quite imposing.
In contrast, the Civilians held a great shield that nearly concealed their bodies in the left hand and a spear in the right hand. They too were lined up in five rows of ten.
It seemed that the front lines of both sides would clash head-on...
Basically, combat-type golems can act autonomously after being given simple commands.
For instance, if commanded to "break through the castle gate," they can think of and take the best actions to accomplish that task on their own.
There’s no need to issue detailed commands like "run," "jump," "thrust with the sword in your right hand," or "defend with the shield."
It’s impractical to give orders to dozens of golems.
The battle unfolds in real-time.
The ones issuing commands to the golems are the command and control vehicles stationed behind them.
They appear to be large box carriages, but it seems they are filled with various equipment.
This setup is used when there are dozens of golems on the battlefield, with one behind each of the Holy Knights and Civilians.
Around the command and control vehicle are likely the commanders, a few individuals...
"If they launch an attack on them, there’s a chance it could end..."
Ryo murmured, then quickly shook his head.
"That would be too tactless."
Settling the matter through a duel between golems.
This is the beauty of the battlefield!
There’s a certain aesthetic aspect to it, akin to a knight's one-on-one duel... or so he interpreted on his own.
In this battle, the command given to the Holy Knights was to defeat the Civilians right in front of them.
After that, the Holy Knights would take optimal actions.
The Holy Knights were equipped with data collected by France on various country golems.
Included in that data was, of course, information about the Republic's Civilians.