AN: Just a silly little snippet prompted by a discussion on Spacebattles
Disclaimer: I own neither Youjo Senki nor Blackadder
Begin Scene, General Melchet and Captain Blackadder
"I'm afraid I didn't hear you clearly, General. Are you saying I am to keep an eye on the Devil of the Rhine while she's in Londinium and make sure she doesn't get up to any devilry? All by myself?"
The General's mustache wiggled jovially. "Well, Blackadder, what's the problem? We're not asking you to fight her! Surely you don't think some teenage girl can outwit you?"
"...Sir, why me?"
"Well, Degurechaff is known for her little tricks with illusions, so they wanted someone with magic to act as her escort, and according to your records you qualify!"
"Sir, there's a reason I'm in the infantry. Why not one of the RMC?" (RMC: Royal Magic Corps)
"You know, that was Field Marshall Haig's first idea. But then it was pointed out that just about everyone in the RMC was close friends with someone that Degurechaff had... er... rendered hors de combat as it were. Could cause tension. So we needed someone who while being a mage was not part of the RMC, and Darling immediately thought of you."
"Of course he did. General, may I requisition some assistance for the task?"
"Perhaps, perhaps. Who did you have in mind?"
"Well, the 7th Armored Cavalry would be a good start."
"Oh, come now Blackadder. This is a peace talk, there won't be any fighting. And I'm sure a clever fellow like you can see through her Hun tricks. After all, you've got magic to counter hers!"
"Yes, well, you see sir, there's the thing. Magic flows differently for different mages. For some it's as deep and wide as the Thames, while for others it's more like a trickling gutter."
"Oh? And where do you fall in that?"
"I'm the drunk hobo with failing kidneys pissing into the gutter."