"Iberian Peninsula operations plan?"

Aske took the stack of papers Eleanor handed him and stared at the words in a daze for a moment.

When did you start making such detailed operation plans... Never mind.

After skimming through briefly, he felt somewhat nostalgic.

Aske was not unfamiliar with operation plans; whenever a new instance was released in the game, the data department would swiftly arrange a bunch of "first-clear tests" to go into the instance and repeatedly complete it, then produce an extremely detailed operation plan.

Next, the professional players would log onto their accounts and meticulously follow the operation plan to perfectly clear the new instance, thereby obtaining the highest level first-clear rewards in one go.

Instances in the "Song of Iron and Fire" game could be replayed; rewards were segmented into first-clear rewards and regular rewards, where first-clear rewards were given based on the mission grading.

For example, after I complete this instance and receive an A grade, I can get an A-level first-clear reward; if I get an A on the second run, then there will be no first-clear reward, only regular rewards; only by reaching a higher S grade, can I obtain the S-level first-clear reward.

This mechanic was designed to implicitly motivate players to play instances repeatedly, enhancing their enthusiasm and the playability of instances. However, for professional players, who use their accounts for training and do not have as much time to grind, the only way to obtain the best rewards in the shortest amount of time was to rely on such detailed operation plans.

Seeing Aske engrossed, the three girls couldn't help but show a hint of pride. After they found the Valian Bishop, he provided them with a wealth of organized intelligence data, sparing them a lot of effort.

And this operation plan was the final product they had put together after six hours of work based on the intelligence they had obtained.

"Mhm," Aske put down the operation plan.

How should I put it, this is just too rough; it's completely unusable.

Yet, seeing Eleanor's face beam with a "You don't need to praise me" sort of joy, he didn't have the heart to point out the issues directly. He could only softly say,

"It's very good, you've considered all aspects. For instance, the geographical trends of Iberia could be combined with an analysis of the enemy's troop movement routes under various situations; I didn't know you actually had such tactical ability."

"It's all right. Actually, if you think of Iberia as a miniature battlefield and consider the enemy's forces as mobile units, then it's possible to use wargame simulations for alternative deduction," Eleanor modestly explained.

"If it's a wargame, then you have to calculate the movement speed of each unit type," Aske pointed to one part and said, "Why is the movement speed of ghosts fixed at 13?"

"Because ghosts can fly, they are not restricted by ground obstacles," Eleanor replied, "Whether the terrain is plains, mountains, forests, or rivers, none of them will affect a ghost's flight."

"Is that so?" Aske remained noncommittal, "Does the Ghost Army have a commander?"

"Yes." Thinking back on the documents she had seen, Eleanor answered, "In the Undead Kingdom, Blood Clan and Corpse Witches are the noble class, while other undead races are civilian class. Generally, corporeal beings like skeletons and ghouls are led by the Blood Clan, while spectral entities like ghosts and banshees are commanded by Corpse Witches."

"So, can Corpse Witches fly?" Aske asked.

"Er," Eleanor hesitated.

Bloodline of Corpse Witches definitely can't fly, but who knows what kind of Laws a Transcendent might comprehend? Perhaps there are Law Skills that allow them to fly.

"He probably can't fly," Eleanor concluded eventually.

"Since they can't fly and need to command their forces, could those ghosts still have a fixed 13 movement speed?" Aske asked with a smile. "Most low-rank ghosts lack intelligence, merely following the commander's orders in a haze, so the Ghost Army's route, speed, direction, and intentions all depend on the commander, not the composition of the army."

"If the commander is from the Blood Clan, then we would have to consider the Blood Clan's patterns of action; if it's a Corpse Witch, then we'd incorporate the Corpse Witch's patterns. But in this plan, although there are estimates for most of the Undead Army's power and distribution, there's no information about the commanders. Why is that?"

Aske asked in a kindly, leading manner.

"Because this intelligence comes from Church Court spies within the Aragon-Castilia Kingdom," Eleanor fell silent, with Nora responding, "They can't get firsthand information on the battlefield, so they can only observe and count from a distance. The overall situation of the army can be recorded by observation, but to expect them to gather information on the commanders is a bit beyond their ability."

"Uh-huh, the composition of the Undead Army is different from that of humans, with hardly any chance for living people to infiltrate," Aske mused, then added, "Yet apart from direct observation, are there no other channels through which we could obtain information about these Undead Army commanders?"

"Other channels?" Eleanor and Nora looked slightly startled, when suddenly Medea thought of a key point and exclaimed,

"Derek!"

Hearing this name, Eleanor and Nora had a moment of realization.

The demigod Derek, whom Miel had met, was a Corpse Witch Demigod from the Hafsi Dynasty specializing in Puppet Law and seemed to hold the position of Undead Lord there, with his own territory and people.

Wouldn't it be possible to identify which Undead Lord was leading the forces by giving him the army information recorded by the Church Court spies?

"It looks like we'll need to see Miel," Eleanor said.

"Hey, speaking of Miel, I remember she seemed to have an interdimensional identity…" Nora suddenly had a brainwave.

"The Banshee Queen," Medea frowned slightly.

In the parallel world, Minerva, having conjoined all the decayed lands in her Banshee form, usurped the Hafsi Dynasty to become the Banshee Queen. Wouldn't she have detailed knowledge of her Undead Army and lords?

So, as long as they found Miel, all the questions and risks laid out in this plan would be addressed by an experienced expert!

"Shall we go find Miel?" Eleanor asked excitedly.

"Let's go find Miel," Nora said with a smile that was a mix of laughter and tears.

So after six arduous hours of analyzing the intelligence... what exactly was it for...

"Let's go," Medea said with a smile, her mood surprisingly good.

So the three girls bid Aske farewell and hurried off to find Miel.

"Why do they all look so full of energy?" Aske wondered, watching their departing figures, curious.

Wait a second! He suddenly realized.

I haven't agreed to help you in the Iberian Peninsula conflict yet! How did it suddenly become about helping you refine your battle plans?!

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