I saw a knight leader from the Empire's 1st squadron named Yuriis.
She was extremely famous.
Her records on the battlefield were 99 wins and 0 losses.
The story of being an undefeated knight was so well-known that I won't say it again.
But she became known as a cold-hearted knight, Yuriis, not just because of her undefeated record alone.
Her personality was like a sword.
She tolerated no mistakes from her subordinates and seemed to dedicate everything for victory alone.
That's right.
The iron-blooded knight Yuriis who only pursues victory.
She was telling me now that she wanted to experience failing a mission.
"Is it not?"
I didn't misunderstand, did I?
An undefeated warrior living solely for victory experiencing failure.
"That's right."
You heard correctly.
"You must have thought I'm a fantasy mage. A fantasy mage doesn't cause physical damage; you think that if you show the desired scene, you can experience failure without any harm, right?"
"Exactly. That's right. Yes..."
I rubbed my chin as I looked at her.
"Why on earth do you want to experience failure?"
"It's simple. I want to know what it feels like and remember the experience of failing a mission."
"Is that so? Why?"
She sighed and spoke calmly, looking down at me.
"I see. So if we were to create a video for this content, how much would you be able to experience?"
"You can set your desired time frame. Currently, up to 3 hours are possible."
"Does the actual time and the experienced time differ?"
"Yes. The actual time is 3 hours, but depending on the editing and situation, you can experience it for up to 3 days."
"That's right."
I didn't know much about magic, so I just pretended to understand.
Then let's start with the first one.
"Please set it for 3 hours."
"Alright. Then stand in the center of the magic grid."
"Sure."
"From now on, your desires will be projected onto Yuriis. Please remember again; what you see from now is all a fantasy. What I'm saying is that this isn't real, so keep that in mind."
"How do you view me? You know that much?"
The mage replied with a smile.
"Then, enjoy your time."
He flicked his finger, and the world around us changed.
A dark and filled-with-magic surrounding was replaced by a forest with refreshing winds.
It felt like an ordinary forest I had seen before.
"That's Mangoor Mountain."
From its shape alone, it was clear.
Mangoor Mountain, located in the eastern part of the empire, was a rugged mountain where bandits often gathered.
No matter how many times we subdued them, they would repeatedly gather and continue exploring and subduing.
"What a classic background. I like it."
Everything was oppressive.
There were no sounds except bird calls and rustling leaves.
"Am I alone now?"
She looked at her attire.
It was the same armor she usually wore.
The half-plate armor that protected her body.
Since mobility was crucial in missions like this, she equipped herself with a chest plate and back plate made of leather armor, excluding those parts.
"Your outfit reflects what I mentioned."
I had only said it would be a mission to subdue bandits, but she had detailed her armor so precisely.
She must have been a skilled fantasy mage indeed.
"Now we should see the bandit appear."
Although she said she was going to use illusions to lose, in reality, she would do her best to win.
Winning was her duty after all.
She would not take it lightly.
If she couldn't make sure of victory, then it would mean that her skill as a mage was subpar.
A sword appeared in her hand as she climbed the mountain, alert for any threats from all sides.
That's when it happened.
"Who are you?"
Ugly-looking bandits stood before her.
Finally, they had shown up.
"My name is Yuriis. Surrender and lay down your weapons."
"What? Which year are you selling your name to?"
"I'm so desperate because I haven't had any customers recently."
"But this girl, who's half-dead, do you want to take her with you?"
Yuriis snapped in response to the bandits' deranged ramblings.
There was no need for such realism.
"Firstly, a couple of good punches and she'll think differently."
She was weak against people like that.
As she approached them with her sword raised, she felt a tight force emanating from her hands, and at the same time, she felt the world turned upside down.
"Hahahaha! This girl's hit the nail on the head!"
Damn it.
It was an error unbefitting of her.
To commit such a mistake.
But it's okay.
I could just cut the rope with my sword if needed.
She tried to raise herself to cut the rope, but the blade couldn't even pierce through; her strength wasn't entering properly.
This can't be possible, right?
Normally, she would have deftly sliced through the ropes and subdued her enemy, but now she was still stuck in the air, flailing about with one leg tied to the rope.
"Uh?"
With a dull throbbing pain and the world turning dark as if nightfall, she struggled.
There must be something wrong, right?