Became a Strategist with a 100 Intelligence and 100% Accuracy

Jinor stroked his chin for a long while, his expression troubled after hearing my explanation. Then, he met my gaze directly and asked,

"Alright. Everything you say makes sense. If Anima loses, things will likely unfold that way. But… how do you know all this in such detail?"

"If we assume her defeat, the number of possible outcomes naturally becomes limited."

"That's not what I mean."

Jinor's sharp gaze locked onto me. No… to be precise, he wasn't exactly glaring at me. He was certainly looking at me keenly, but there was something different about his stare.

I had seen that kind of gaze once before.

Back in Arnel Castle, after the Northern Fortress Defense Battle.

At that time, Lyn, my former liege, had looked at me the same way.

Fear.@@novelbin@@

I caught a fleeting trace of fear in Jinor’s slightly trembling pupils.

"How can you be so certain she will lose? How do you know that’s how it will turn out?"

"……."

"Since we're on the subject, let's discuss this further. You act as if you know everything. This isn’t the first time. Back when you predicted the surprise attack on Valharat Castle—it was the same. Even then, your words carried an unshakable confidence, as if you were absolutely certain. And in the end, you were right."

"I'm not omniscient. No one is. But when discussing matters of great importance, what kind of man would accomplish anything if he lacked confidence?"

"Deflecting the most critical part of the question isn't a good habit, but if I were in your shoes, I would have answered the same way."

Jinor let out a small scoff, and for the first time, I felt a peculiar sense of kinship with him.

"Alright. Since you've made deductions, allow me to do the same. Do you mind? I promise it won't take long."

"Go ahead."

"I still believe your prediction is highly likely to be correct. Your explanation is logical, everything aligns, and, most importantly, it comes from you—Swen. Just like last time, your words will probably be proven right. In fact, I’m starting to wonder if your accuracy didn’t begin only after arriving here."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I’ll be frank. People think Lyn Brans suffered a devastating loss when she lost Airen Juliet… but I suspect that losing you was far more damaging to the Brans Army."

"Me? Ha! You're exaggerating. I was nothing more than a minor aide to General Airen."