29-Years-Old Bachelor Was… Brought to a Different World to Live Freely

"So you are Lord Tysi, the brave man of the kingdom of Karendyl?

"That's what I'm talking about. I just hope you don't get me wrong, but I'm not serving the kingdom of Calendyl. This is not how I am here because the Kingdom of Calendill commanded me, it is only my will"

I stepped down to the ground with the jointed sword in my hand, and I was meeting with the commander of the Royal Misscronian Army - Edward.

This is what happens when a handsome blonde with blue eyes gets old as it is, he is a dandy uncle who goes on the ground. Even on the battlefield, a manicured moustache filled with dandyism is charming.

Poorly-personalized Zon should also apprentice him.

"I want to say thank you honestly. Thanks to you, many soldiers didn't die."

That's what Edward said. He bowed his head to me. The soldiers around me bow their heads to me as well. I don't know, great respect, I feel the respect.

Is this the difference between the kingdom of Karendyl and the kingdom of Misscronia, where the brave did not exist for a long time?

"As a matter of fact, I heard rumors about Lord Tysi. He said he had cured the flood in the kingdom of Calendyl by himself. Honestly I was half-hearted... but I realized there was no falsehood in the story. If Her Royal Highness Princess Marriel had been with us, I would have had nothing to say."

"Why?

There's a political allergy.

Edward says that briefly and laughs bitterly.

Political. That one, hey. Well, they do think I knocked down the demon at random, the First Princess, who was running away, brought in the brave men and knocked down the demon, which is going to be more popular.

Do we gain from thinking about it?

"Uh... shall I bring Princess Marriel?

When I suggested to Edward, who looked difficult, he gave a strange look.

"Doesn't not being here now mean you're in the kingdom of Calendyl?

"We can use metastatic magic, too, it won't take long. If you don't mind, I'll bring you in while you handle the post-war."

There will be a lot of work to be done to rescue the wounded, to process the bodies of demons that have been defeated, etc. It'll probably still take a few hours, so there's no such thing as bringing Marl in the meantime.

"Excuse me, can I ask for it?

"Good, you owe me one."

"Ha, I'm going to owe a lot to the brave"

Leaving Edward laughing, I moved to the mansion of Alfen, the king's capital.

I'm home.

"Welcome back. You're home early today."

Diving through the front door of the mansion, Flam greeted me in the maid's clothes as usual. I see glossy dark hair on my sluggish long body. Marl is a pretty girl too, but he's probably full of Fram beauties too.

I can't imagine holding such a beautiful woman to my liking in the original world for a bit.

"Can I thank you?

Shut up. You suddenly come out on your own. Difficult existence, X.

Or now I'm okay. I don't have time, so shut up for real, and don't take the liberty of peeking.

"Sometimes you don't hit a bee, do you? Look, let's make a god call, huh?

You don't have to make a god call. You're talking. What can I do for you?

'Cause I felt like I could get you to respect it.'

Thank you, I appreciate it. So lose it, because I'm busy right now.

"I can't feel my heart."

"Your husband...?

"Oh, never mind. I was just a little in love."

"What? Oh, really..."

The flam dyes his cheeks red and starts twitching. What is this cute creature, possibly not used to much praise?

I want to be messing with you a little more, but I can't keep Edward waiting too long.

"Excuse me, do you have any idea where Marl is?

"If it was Master Marr, I'd be in the workshop."

"Well, thank you"

Enter the mansion and dive into the right-hand door, through the forge workshop to the alchemist behind it.

I haven't used the Forge Workshop much lately either. There's something I'd like to make, a lot.

I don't even have time for this kind of hobby. It certainly feels like I'm in a hurry. There's a lot that needs to be done though, and that's just a good project as early as possible.

I can't believe it's in this world. I still haven't lost my original way of life. Perhaps this is about sex no longer.

"Marl, do you have a minute?

"Is that it? It's pretty early today."

Speaking up, he opened the door to the alchemist's room, where Marr raised his face from some obnoxious fitting book.

"Is that an alchemy book?

"This is a healing magic scripture borrowed from the Temple! I borrowed it because the magic theory of restorative magic was going to help me make advanced restorative drugs."

That's what I'm gonna say. I'm gonna stroke Marl's head with a thin chest. Doya's face flutters as soon as possible. Lovely guy.

"We've reached the kingdom of Misscronia and we've had a quick fight. Can you help me get the story through smoothly?

"Really...... ok, I'll have it ready in a minute. Mr. Tysi, can you take the pills that are lined up there?

"Oh, okay"

Drop off the marl behind the alchemist and take one bottle of medicine arranged in one corner of the room. Appraisal indicated advanced potion. I don't know as much about the actual effect, but I guess it's pretty effective that it's advanced.

It's only been less than three months since Marl started alchemy since he started living in this mansion, so he's going to be creating a level potion called Advanced.

"... hmm?

That's not all.

Now he has raised his sword arm to the point of being called "The Sword Princess of Disease," and he is more than equal to a common wizard when it comes to wind magic.

He couldn't even shake his sword properly with his hips when he met me, but now he treats two short swords as freely as his hands and feet.

The beauty is that the appearance is as good as dance.

"Think about it, isn't it cheaper than me...?

Anyway, if you can freely learn your skills by assigning points to the skills you like, like me, Marl, who can't do those things, should have a hard time getting one skill.

However, as far as I can tell, the quantity and quality of Marl's acquisition skills are of a level that is no less pale than that of Kusuha, who has been alive for more than five hundred years.

The speed at which skills are acquired and skill levels are not normal.

On second thought, it would be unusual to think that you could hold the sword and cut and tie it to each other with the Kingsguard knight in a couple of months.

No, it could be if it's just the sword. Maybe he had a gift. But even alchemy and wind magic, isn't it still an ordinary interrogation?

"You did tell me you had a brave man in you."

Besides, I think the Misclonian royal family also said that if you correct the ex, it is a family of brave men. Marr might have inherited that material, too.

Did that talent blossom while you were spending time with me?

I haven't really cared about it before, but if you think calmly, this is a hell of a story.

I don't know the fine status because the appraisal eye doesn't even see the detailed status, but it might be a good idea to have it measured next time.

"Tysi! Ready!

"I'm going now!

Respond to Marl's call from the entrance hall and throw the potion into storage to leave the alchemist behind.

Going through the Forge Workshop again to the entrance hall, there was Marr, dressed in a new Mithrill battle dress, and Flam, dressed in black leather armor overall.

Marr, of course, is well armed with a sword as well as a flam.

"Is Flam going, too?"

"Yes, unless you're interrupting"

"I have to protect you. I'm sorry to bother you in the sense that the target audience simply increases..."

When he said that and turned his gaze to Marr, Marr nodded small without saying anything. Marl, it looks OK.

"But that doesn't mean you should keep it locked up in the mansion. Yeah, look what I do, think a lot together and help me out."

"Yes!"

"All right, then you both touch me tight."

In response to my words, Marl hugs me from the right onto my hips, and Flam holds my left arm. I'm halving it because of the leather armor, but my left arm is happy and - it hurts, Mr. Marr. Would you not tighten it too tight?

"Let's go, don't leave."

Without even taking the pain out of my mouth, I made another long-range transfer to the battlefield of the Kingdom of Misscronia.

"It's been a long time, Her Royal Highness Princess Marriel. I'm sorry to inconvenience you in such a muddy and painful place, but forgive me peacefully."

"Long time no see, Sir Edward. No such tough courtesy or care is required on the battlefield. Raise your face."

Marr smiled, majestically saying so to Edward, who took his benefactor's thanks, even if his own knees were dirty. What is it, this charismatic girl, she's not the mare I know.

"Mr. Tysi, this is Baron Edward-von Bullslash. Even the Royal Missclonian Army is particularly famous for being good at fighting."

"Thank you again. But in front of His Highness Tysi's martial arts, you can introduce Her Royal Highness to her as a good fighter."

"I'm like a sort of disobedience in many ways, don't I have to compare it? And you didn't have to let me win."

Because it's really cheesy in so many ways. I don't want to despise myself in that direction because it's the power of something else, but I feel something different to be proud of.

"But as I said earlier, I'm sure many soldiers died without dying. Your Highness Marriel, this is my upcoming itinerary..."

Edward-led troops first head to Llumail, the nearest city and staging ground for supplies, with scouts all around them.

So they plan to replenish and rest supplies, treat the wounded, and then return to Kron, the king's capital of the kingdom of Misclonia.

"Hmmm......"

When I heard the plan, I roared unexpectedly.

"How did you do that? Lord Brave."

"No, I can't tell you what looks great because I don't know the whole battlefield, but can we just hit it off?

It costs money to move the army anyway.

From what I've seen, the size of this army would be about a thousand people, one battalion size. We have to fight this number of people for a long time without starving them.

He's carrying heavy gear, and he needs a lot of food just to get him to march because he's got a lot of exercise.

I don't know if you're here. It would be too much of an economic burden to move around just hitting it while searching for a bunch of demons.

Plus if it comes after the flood, they'll eat money for reconstruction, as well as rewards and compensation for soldiers and their families. The mercenary you hired - you have to pay the adventurer as well. Normally, you can't afford it.

"Our country is not as weak as the stalls are when these soldiers operate."

"It's different from the kingdom of Calendyl, so hey. Even if you eat some money, it's more important to protect the people."

Edward smiles proudly.

Marl talks about it in a floating way that it's natural.

"Flam, say something"

"... with no comment please"

The kingdom of Calendil, where I am active and can't afford it, and the kingdom of Misclonia, where I can afford it, even though the floods have not yet subsided. If this margin is real, don't be too local. King Calendill is afraid of Marr, who is nothing but a little girl, but a princess of another country.

I had grasped the power relationship between the Kingdom of Calendil and the Kingdom of Misscronia, but I had never thought it would be more so.

"Uh, for now, we're good in the form of going along with it, right?

"Right. I'll get you a leg. Get in there."

"Okay. Before that, I can use extensive healing magic to treat the wounded, as well as advanced potions made by Marl."

"The advanced potion can be diluted a hundred times or so, but just apply it to the affected area and the approximate trauma will heal! If you're fractured, you can return the bone to its normal shape and then use an escort and take a tenfold dilution. If your gut is damaged, keep the stock fluid gooey!

That's scary. That advanced potion. What the hell is the ingredient?

The wound heals instantly because it's pretty gross. I'm seriously scared when it comes to being exchanged by drugs.

"The ingredients are the bone marrow and blood that Mr. Taishi took yesterday."

"Oh, that's it..."

Hachi Serpent, are you working fast? If I did do something, it would have been very lifelike.

I didn't tell Flam who that meat was, so I'm leaning on my neck with Edward.

"Because it's not poison... it's not poison, is it?

"Of course, it's handled properly! I made it in a hurry, so the flavor is a little exciting."

Another 100% cut of kindness? Well, it's not for me to use.

"Then the seriously ill are potions, and I'll do the relatively minor injuries."

Then, by the time I had finished collecting the minor wounded and recovering, something like the Terminator sounded intermittent.

Several soldiers rushed to the scene but returned in a few minutes. They try to find out what happened to the other soldiers, but they keep silent.

No, just one word. The soldier shrugged.

"If you don't even get seriously injured, you just have to get seriously injured"

It still seemed like a 100% cut of kindness. Nannon.

Two days later, we took a day's rest with the Royal Misscronian Army, which arrived in the nearest city, Rümeer.

The streets of Lümmer are quite different in fun from Crossroads and Alphen, where there were many stone buildings. There are many wooden high-rise dwellings. The water resources are quite abundant, so it may be moisture and water damage control.

Yeah, well, the carriage we got ready during the march was groundbreaking.

Run along the roads without wilderness paths in dirt magic. You had a terrific grounding device mounted on the back of the carriage, to be exact.

The Royal Missclonian Army was equipped with this grounding device, as were all military carriages and, of course, the heavy vehicles responsible for replenishing them.

The cavalry, of course, was travelling on its own horse, but all the other soldiers, including the infantry, were travelling in carriages equipped with this grounding device.

The mobility is too different from that of the Royal Karendyl Army. If it's done properly, the Royal Karendyl Army won't win first. Of course it's going to cost a lot to operate this grounding device, so I don't know what will happen in the long run.

That's why I'm staying in Ljumail.

"Huff, huff, huff! Ham!"

"That's a lot of momentum."

"Mr. Taishi really loves rice."

I was tongue-in-cheek at the food that came out of the inn that Edward arranged for me. No, I was disappointed.

Rice usually comes out because it is the kingdom of Misclonia. This is a luxury inn, so it's shiny silver shari that comes out.

Although it is not Sawayan, shallow pickles of vegetables that look like cabbage also emerged. Less sour, somewhat soggy flavor is my preference.

What I'm disappointed in is the main course meat dish.

It is a dish in which the meat of the fangbore, cut to a thickness of about 5 mm, is soaked in a sweet spicy sauce and baked.

"Ginger roasted. Uh-huh!

extremely miso soup. Unfortunately, it wasn't my favorite white miso, but I almost burst into tears unexpectedly in the miso soup of the red miso that took the stock properly.

Because of this, the appliance is a vegetable that looks like radish.

By the time Fram managed to finish his meal, struggling with unfamiliar chopsticks, I was slowly getting some after-dinner tea.

I was ashamed to stick around. I changed the ginger grill twice. I eat too much.

"I want the seasoning used for this flavoring, truthfully"

Soy sauce should definitely be used to flavor this ginger-baked dish. There is also a good chance that Miyagi or liquor is used. There must be ginger too.

"Shall I call the cook later to ask?"

"Let's do that."

He then made contact with the inn cook in anticipation of the timing, and successfully asked him in to ask about the recipe for the earlier dish and the seasoning used.

Both the soy sauce called 'Jean' here and the red miso called 'Minil' seem to be the exclusive specialties of this Llumail.

I heard that a few of them were also sold at a grocery store in the heart of the city for travelers. I ran to the grocery store without arrows or shields.

"Give me Jean and a mini. All of it."

Suddenly he showed up and said so. The shopkeeper gave me a puzzling look, but as soon as I took out the gold coin and showed it to him, he gave me a sales smile.

The grocery store also had my favorite white miso. When the maturation period is short, it is white miso, and when the maturation progresses, it becomes red miso. Other pickles using Jean and minil were also sold. I bought it in barrels, of course.

He put a bottle of booze and flavor on me at the service. Hiccup.

We'll definitely trade with this city when we get territory. It's the nearest city from the woods, and they've stretched streets up to the Wang du Kron, so I think it would be reasonable. I'm still talking about it.

Outside the grocery store with a hockey colour. The store owner and employee went out of their way to drop me off and bowed down deeply to drop me off.

That's how the flam approaches me in a small run from the front as I walk towards the inn. Did you come after me when you jumped out?

"I'm sorry, I can't stay or stand."

"No, I thought you didn't need to worry...... would you like to walk a little?

"Like, take a walk without your stomach."

Marl's going to be stubborn later, but we'll make it up to him at night. Enough! I weighed myself down during the march to the boulder, so hehe.

There was as much we could do to use the soundproofing junction or go home to the mansion at night, but once in this country, Marl is a princess with a genuine identity.

The warm welcome of the citizens was also great when we arrived in Lhmer.

"You're a face thinking something sketchy"

"You found out, you're sharp."

"I'm used to seeing faces like that, so I'm more sensitive to nature"

I see, Fram would be more used to that kind of gaze than Marl in a way. He's out there, he's pulling in. He's a crisp body, and as far as the title goes, he looks like he was originally a regular knight.

I am well aware that the Kingdom of Karendyl does not have any female soldiers or knights either, but I acted with the army that that number is never high. Perhaps it's a man's society, no matter what you say.

I don't think I would have been exposed to the gaze of curiosity, or inferior gaze, if I had been a rare female knight in it.

But how did that end up being a member of the assassin squad?

"Dear Marr... No, Master Marriel is truly Her Royal Highness the Princess"

"Right, I'm a little surprised too"

I nod and answer to Fram's potpourring whine.

Sure, because Marl has all sorts of unfortunate aspects. Usually it feels unrelated to the word majesty.

That's using a crisp look and a merciful smile to keep the people around you in awe. You're sleeping with a sloppy smile in the morning or something.

"Am I really allowed to be beside Master Marr and your husband? I am a humble criminal slave."

"Uh, stop. Don't worry about that, please. If I had a territory or built a country independently, Fram would be my second lady."

"What...?

"What?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!?

Suddenly Mr. Flam rushed out. No, I don't know what that means.

I thought concubines and side rooms were like that.

"Oh, what? Um, to the Second Lady? Um, I don't, no."

"What are you panicking about now? You. I mean, you were the first to prey on looting love, Flam. Was that a joke? Why are you panicking when you're rooting for such a marl and blocking my escape?

Mr. Flam, who turns his face bright red and mundane, exudes the greatest cuteness ever. Usually cool women turn bright red on their faces and flutter stimulates their feelings of abuse.

Is it just me? No, I'm not the only one.

But it really doesn't make sense, why panic now?

"Well, I was originally bought after I targeted your husband and Marr's life and was dropped by a criminal slave... just to take care of your husband when Marr was caged -"

That being said, Flam clouded the word with a red face as he strayed from his gaze.

That, hey, this kid is so cute. I mean, he's adorable. Can't a man who can't be hit with this be Park Min-Jen?

Well, let's just say. Was Flam really going to be that or even a tool of sexual processing or something?

"I mean, that's not really true, we're friends who had a lot going on. I may know how valuable I am, but fortunately I have two arms. I already have one, but you can hold another. Don't be silly."

Give me your hand.

Fram had a bit of a roundabout with a somewhat complicated look, but at the end of the day he took my hand in fear.

I pull that hand and hug the flam.

Though suddenly cuddled and tense, its body had the peculiar softness to make a woman feel.

Embracing that supple body as it was, even if it was well worked out, I lost my strength from Fram's body so that I could keep it with me.

"Keep it up, Flam"

"Yes, sir"

Moist, pitch-black eyes stare back into my eyes. Me and Flam face each other naturally, and... kill each other?

Leaps forward with a flam in his arms, shielding Flam from his back and confronting the Lord of Killer.

"Domo, Tysi-San. Mardez."

There was Mar-San with a full smile. Mar-San's eyes aren't laughing. Ieye Yee...... why are you angry?

Weren't you approved to get along with Flam?!? Oh, no!

"Nande!? Mar-San, you're mad at me, Nande!?

"I think you've been scorning me too much lately! No mercy! Yikes!"

He hit me with a love sword in both hands that Marl kept in his sheath.

Hey, stop it, fool, even with it in your sheath. Magic fire is actually dangerous. We should stop, we should stop because we don't want to be killed.

Or stepping in fast, applying this wind magic to accelerate the shit!?

"Gwart!"

My disconnected voice echoed in the Rhumere sky.

After this, the tea was squeezed away.