I Created Scientific Magic

On a scorching summer day, in the Kingdom of Hattar, a wilderness several kilometers away from the capital.

A massive black shadow was spreading continuously from the horizon towards the capital, with brown flags fluttering in the air, accompanied by the regular beat of drums and the sound of hooves.

"They’ve arrived quite quickly!" Rafael and others stood atop the city wall, staring at the approaching army from afar. It was a dense mass that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Roughly estimated, there were at least eighty thousand people... divided roughly into three groups. The armies on both sides were numerous, but their formations were somewhat scattered, and even the soldiers’ weapons and armor were incomplete.

"Hebrew, Oston, Barro... these traitors of the kingdom!" Hattar gritted his teeth in anger upon recognizing that these were indeed the armies of several dukes from the kingdom’s borders by their towering flags and coat of arms.

Meanwhile, Lynn used magic to enhance his vision and looked toward the silver-armored legion guarded in the center. The troops were all stout, marching solemnly forward with pairs of cold and ruthless eyes that were daunting to behold.

This was the notorious Divine Punishment Army. In just a little over ten days, the Church’s legions had already reached the gates of the capital.

In fact, according to the intelligence they had acquired, there had been nobles who foolishly attempted resistance along the way. Yet this proved futile. Strong city walls could stop terrestrial armies, but not the Griffin Knights descending from the skies.

Even without the bishops’ intervention, an entire city could fall within an hour.

"Should we go out to meet them in battle, Lord Lynn?" Ryder asked with a grave expression.

Old York and others beside him showed a look of anticipation, eager to try their luck.

Although the Church’s army outnumbered them, they were not intimidated. After all, Duke Rickman once led an army several times larger that was routed by their muskets...

So, in Old York’s view, these were not eighty thousand enemies, but individual heads to be picked off.

"No, now is not the time!" Lynn shook his head.

Based on the current production rate of the laser emitters, it would take about two or three more days before they could be installed on airships. Going out to meet the enemy without air superiority could result in significant casualties.

After all, this time, their opponents were not simply feudal soldiers wielding swords; they also possessed formidable divine powers.

"What do you think, Your Majesty Hattar?" Lynn turned his head to look at the King beside him.

Hattar’s heart was filled with urgency. The entirety of the kingdom’s eastern territory had fallen, and he desperately wanted to command these wizards to rush out, crush the detestable Church legions, recover the lost land, and execute the rebellious nobles.

But Hattar ultimately restrained himself. He understood that if Lynn spoke in this manner, it meant they were not fully confident. He gritted his teeth and said, "Then let us do so, defense… instead of offense!"

...

At the same moment, the Church’s army halted in the wilderness just outside the capital.

A man clad in silver armor, adorned with a holy emblem on his chest, focused his gaze on the city wall. Exceptional vision allowed him to spot his target from kilometers away clearly, and he spoke with interest.

"Is that Wizard Lynn who is wanted for 300,000 Imperial Gold Coins? Younger than I imagined..."

"Do not be careless, Arno, this is not an easy target," Edwell, wearing an iron mask, solemnly cautioned before proceeding to share information about Lynn.

Previously, this Wizard was wanted for 50,000 Imperial Gold Coins for burning down a port town, a bounty he was personally responsible for. Now, he has orchestrated this kingdom’s revolt, naturally increasing the bounty in layers, culminating in a staggering 300,000!

This was an outrageous sum, enough for even a pauper to purchase the position of a Duke with substantial authority!

And in the Bible of Sinners, the description of him had grown to include destroying the Kingdom Church, killing a Cardinal, and... the sin of blasphemy!

He could only be described as utterly inexcusable. None of the wanted criminals ever mentioned in the Bible’s pages could compare to him!

"He wields a bizarre Hellfire that devours human flesh and cannot be extinguished by ordinary means," Edwell warned.

"However, if the elements in the air are isolated, it can extinguish the flames. Additionally, non-combustible sand and gravel can bury it, and temperature is also a key factor..."

Edwell was very detailed. Previously, his men had found the wreckage of the airship and analyzed the characteristics of this fire. The bishops had tried various methods, ultimately burying it with sand.

"In that case, I’ll gladly accept the 300,000 bounty!" Arno’s lips curled into a smile, firmly memorizing Edwell’s words.

"If you are capable, his ice magic is equally formidable..." Edwell, his expression hidden behind the iron mask, reminded once more before turning to look at several Dukes of the kingdom.

"Hebrew, Oston, Barro... I leave it to you to lead the kingdom’s army as the vanguard!"

"But... Lord Edwell, those Wizards will cast all kinds of strange witchcraft. With just us, I fear we might not even get close to the city walls," Duke Barro said, his voice slightly trembling.

The other observing nobles of the kingdom also appeared hesitant. Although they had surrendered unequivocally when the Church’s army approached, it did not mean they were devout.

According to the intelligence received, the army trained by these Wizards would use a bizarre witchcraft weapon, extremely potent in its power.

A whole troop of well-trained Cavalry was easily defeated on the charge. Even if they could capture the capital, the losses would be horrendous.

"This is your only opportunity to prove your loyalty to the Lord with your actions, to repent for your sins!" Edwell’s words were irrefutable.

Edwell had no fondness for these opportunistic nobles.

After a group of Wizards murdered King Bazell and launched a revolt to split the empire, only a minority of nobles loyal to the Church chose to resist. Many others wavered or even colluded with the Wizards, persecuting local priests and bishops.

These were undoubtedly sinners. Thus, Edwell had coerced all the nobles of the entire eastern kingdom, whether Baron, Viscount, or Duke, to amass such a large army.