1000 nin no Homunkurusu no Shoujo tachi ni Kakomarete Isekai Kenkoku

"Hey, you must have really seen it at the fort up ahead"

Whatever you think you said that about, it was a windy bunch of guys like bandits, and I spoke to the guys I thought were my men following me from behind.

The word was answered by a narrow-eyed man with a sloppy, hyorous, body-shaped incisor whose words were perfect: drumming.

Even the voice is somewhere tall.

"Hehe, Dekim's head, are you suspicious? There is no mistake in my eyes. I saw dozens of women in that fort. No, maybe there was more. I can't. It was too much. So they, oddly enough, did not notice the sneak peek over here. And your head, amazingly, their eyes are golden, their hair red, blue, yellow and silver. If you take it to the country, you'll get a bounty, and if you sell it to a pervert, it'll be gold, which means it was a creepy homunculus."

The man who was told Dekim by the man who stood up so smiled and replied.

"I don't doubt anything. But isn't it strange? Speaking of homunculus, I'm talking about some kind of clap and some kind of magical failure that happens to be born. That's terrorism, if I tell you, there are dozens, no, there are hundreds of them in the fort. It can't be that easy to believe."

"No, no, head, well, believe me. Because it's easy to tell right away what Asi said is true. By the way, please be more excited about sharing. That's all there is to it. Sell it where you sell it and it will be easy to make a lot of money. Well, it would only be a one-way ticket to hell for the homunculus to be sold."

Dekim laughs ravishly at the words.

"If I really sold those women and children, I'd have some pain in my conscience. But a homunculus is not a human being. It's just a doll. You don't have to worry about what happens to them. Come on, let's just go to the fort, get fluffy and drink. It's going to be a good day."

Hey, you guys!

To Dekim screaming, he was following me from behind, with swords, axes, spears and other lame-looking men, "Whoops!" and he responded with great authority.

"I'm just saying something."

That's what made me look unhappy was the cute long-haired girl on her forehead, with her chunky hair snapped backwards.

"No. 0777, thank you. Could you please report back to the Master from the beginning on the course of the far-sightedness?"

After Verde rushed in and informed him of the enemy attack, the room instantly became the operating conference room.

"First of all, it's information."

And Issi shrugged, and accordingly Plumier summoned immediately was the girl who was said to be No. 0777.

As soon as she was called in, she was briefed by Plumier to reflect an outside landscape cut into squares in a space of nothing.

At first it seemed to reflect a completely irrelevant location, but Verde directed a change of direction to focus on an imminent group of bandits.

"We can go pretty far."

to No. 0777, which says

"It's against the rules."

and Issi clung unexpectedly.

But there is no way to miss this favorable situation.

The girl starts explaining.

"When I say history, I'm not talking so much into it. As you can see, Master Ishi, it looks like one of the bandits happened to be witnessing Homunculus being cleaned. So you're trying to sell us to the perverts and make a fortune, and you're about two hours into this fort right now."

He expresses his honest gratitude for the blurry but understandable explanation. Then,

"Oh, yeah."

and show them how the mojo and then

"Eh, if it seemed a little useful, would you give me a name, too? No, of course, I hope he doesn't seem to be helping at all."

The girl laughs healthy as she jerks off her hair, haha, back to back with the impression she gets from the tone.

Issi stroked his head, then thought a little and told him his name.

"Right. So, what about the name Fortowna Rosso? A little long, but after that red hair and the lucky number 777."

"Nfu," the girl smiled as satisfied when she uttered the name several times.

"Okay, bye."

and Plumier back to business.

Ask Verde and Fortouna Rosso to leave the room.

"The bandits will arrive at this fort in about an hour. Looks like they're going to possess weapons and tie us up, though they're crude. Of course, they'll kill you in some cases. You have to decide what to do."

"Response policy, what do you mean?

To Issi, who asks so, she answers.

"Of course, it means fight or run. If we get rid of this fort now, the man that found us, the Terrorist delusion, that might make a piece... Well, this is all after we spent time at the fort, so we won't be able to erase the signs that someone was there."

"Hmm, and the other one fights, so that's it. If I were to fight, would this be the castle?

Plumier shook his head (wearing it) at Issi's words, saying no.

"I'd like to ambush you if I could. Many of the homunculus do not have the power to fight. So to speak, this place is after guns. It's a loss to get to the enemy. or so, a showdown in the plains seems more foolish than superior in information, so I still thought we should strike an unexpected end to it all at once."

While he was convinced by her explanation,

"Let's do that, then. Pick the kids you can fight for. This is going to be an important fight."

"Yes, that's right. If you do, you'll have to let go of the fort you got."

No, and Issi shook her head.

"You can't lose in an engagement. Think about the future."

Oh, and Plumier doesn't really know, he snapped his neck like that.

"That master, what does that mean? Does that mean the battle will continue after this?

He nodded softly at the words,

"That's right. Half the homunculus are now in favor of statehood. And the other half is going to turn to yes."

"Oh, indeed. If you find out that these bandits have attacked you, your lost daughters will also know once again that there is still no resting place in this world. I mean, is that what you mean?"

Plumier just smiled that he was convinced.

"Yes, your will will be united by the founding of the nation. Damn, that's good. Well, I think it's a coincidence that a bandit attacked us at this time. But maybe this is what destiny is all about. There is one thing you should do when you decide to build your country. It is to take territory from the kingdom of Iboul. I mean, war."

And this is it, Plumier said.

"It's our first war, isn't it? The first battle against man in the kingdom of Iboul, whether he is a bandit or not. There's no way you can beat a kingdom with dirt here."

Yes, he nodded and went on, by the way.

"The story changes a little, but the war needs legitimacy. Just the opposite of the king of this country, in the form of just treason. That will make things inconvenient in the future. So let's call it a battle of the same kind."

"Oh, what does that mean?

"I mean," Issi stood up and raised her voice against Plumier, who brings the question mark to her mind.

"From now on, I will be king of 1,000 of you homunculus. The territory is this fort. Again, you are all aristocrats. That's a big birth. Then there's only one law first. It's about rewarding me and the people who hurt you."

He could not go about the development of the story, and Plumier merely rounded his eyes.