Arafoo Kenja no Isekai Seikatsu Nikki

White body running at high speed northwest of the street.

A roughly disproportionate presence in the fantasy world, known on Earth as the [light wagon], avoided the merchants' caravan, while still running through it with great prominence.

Riding it is a convex combination of Zeros and Ads.

"... unexpectedly comfortable riding, you light wagon"

"The air conditioning is not on, and there are no speed meters, direction indicators, or tail lamps. I only have what I need. Half a monster."

"No, no, you're too much in this world. Why didn't you sell this in the Kingdom of Isalas?

"I felt it would be improved by weapons. War promoters in the Kingdom of Isalas are demanding monsters that are likely to become weapons on something. For example, a magical bomb that can wipe out enemies..."

"Place an unscrupulous order on one of the magicians...... Well, Ado, you could do it, but car tech is awkward for those people. Mobility that can deploy troops faster than carriages can be a threat in this world, so even a small number of troops will have a wider range of tactics."

The presence of a car is quite treasured in military terms.

Transport of troops and supplies and rapid deployment of troops to the area of operations. Even in the world of swords and magic, it is a great advantage simply to be able to carry your troops ahead of your opponent.

That would also allow ambushes and immediate retreats to be carried out against troops in the advance line, such as horseback riding squads, who made use of their manoeuvres.

The mass-produced demon-guided motorcycle carriage manufactures power in the Solister Magic Kingdom, so all the Kingdom of Isalas could do was mass-produce metal frames and other parts in the factory.

Since the exterior is made of wood, as is the carriage, it cannot be improved without the design technology of the power section being stolen.

Considering that the finished product is disassembled and the technology is taken away, if it is dismantled according to the procedure using special tools, detailed work is also carried out to ensure that the built-in magic sealing stone destroys the magic formula itself.

Because based on the information I heard from Ado, I needed to do a small job of silencing the bloody people, but this on the contrary threatens the military expansion of the Solister Magic Kingdom.

But that's irrelevant to Zeros, the average person, reopened, 'Troubles should be decided by a great man,' and threw the whole thing at the Duke of Delsassis in fact.

"For example, if an infantryman is assaulted by a horseback squad, a reconnaissance squad brings back information faster than the enemy, lets the spear squad deploy and frustrates his nose."

"Well, when it comes to that story, you can move your troops all at once to disrupt the eyes of your enemies. On the contrary, I can't believe the troops that I was trying to crush are already on the move."

In this other world, horseback riding squads are floral jobs, and lance-charges that use their mobility are prone to martial arts on the battlefield. Everyone who aspires to be a knight is enough to volunteer for the coveted horseback squad.

Especially those of noble origin who hold great honor were many in these prominent forces.

Slow-footed heavyweight knights become basic strike units, but they also deploy slowly, most importantly because their basic gear is blunt instruments such as Lance and Mace, and if they become a riot, they are severely depleted.

If you're going to talk roughly about tactics, a unit of light shields, including mercenaries and the like, will stop you and pinch your enemies from left to right with horseback riding squads from left to right.

The basic tactic is to kick the mixed places with heavy knights.

Well, besides that, there are troop numbers and troop deployments, so strategic military tactics are significantly complicated...

If you are also on the big stage, it is important to build close means of communication, which will make you nervous about the movements of the battlefield, communicate the orders to each unit early depending on the situation, and constantly change the battlefield to a situation in your favor.

It's a world where the number of troops and the quality and strategy of equipment and generals say things. The presence of Zeros could destroy this Theory and create a mechanized unit that would efficiently kick the enemy.

"But come on, Matisse, there's a fire rope gun in the Holy Law Reich, right? I think if they caged me in a fort or something, it'd be a hassle. A plain would be unfavourable, and a handful of manoeuvres wouldn't last long. Oh, why don't we storm in the transport car!

"Hey, Mr. Zeros? Did I just tell you there's a fire rope gun? No way......"

"Looks like someone from the brave made it. Where did you get the powder ingredients?"

"You made it, didn't you?

"Ado, you know that too, don't you? It takes a while to make a nitrous stone. Besides, when it comes to war, we need a lot of it, and we make it differently from Earth."

Nitrite can be made.

When making potions with alchemy, mix and ferment the blood of the monster into the boiled and dried herbs. There are other methods, but the easiest way to manufacture them.

However, there is only a limited amount that can be manufactured and the amount used by the military cannot be secured. Moreover, since potions can only be made by alchemists, they will not take place first in the Methodist kingdom.

Anyway, the Alchemist is a Wizard. They who profess tetratheism deny even potions, and they can't even use the easiest method.

'When that happens, did you discover it in any other way? Well, I only know how to make alchemy, so I can't think of any other way.'

Scientific legality differs from that of the Earth, so just making one nitrous stone will require considerable research. You can't really count on the knowledge of those who summon from other worlds.

"Well, making gunpowder isn't very powerful. It would be more effective to unleash magic."

"Because it's cheaper to magically shoot out a bullet. I did that, too."

"Did you make a gun too?!?

"No, [Gun Blade]. He's a big guy, though, like an anti-material rifle. I don't know if it's suitable for melee fights - it was difficult to get around and the barrel balance sucked. And then it's so heavy."

"... I can't grab it"

The [Gun Blade] that I made before was made with a hobby in mind, but I was able to use sparse metals for nothing and be sturdy. But as a weapon, the total weight was a deadly defect.

I was still lonely and dusty in the storeroom because I could only handle insane beings like Zeros and neither was the user-friendliness nor the occasion to use them on top.

The point is, it was only worth about the noisy interior.

"Well, I made another guy from scratch. 44 Automag or Dessert Eagle, Ado, which one do you prefer?

"I thought you made something else! Are you trying to make this country a gun society?

"We're just back to square one. The gun is a man's romance. Battleships and tanks, and reciprocal fighters and giant robots too...... so? Ado, which one do you prefer?"

"Where's Colt 357 Magnum?

Ado couldn't beat the gun romance either.

"Chip, say that more than... Python thought I'd use it."

"There it is..."

"... I do. I have no choice but to use ZB26. No, I might as well..."

"Isn't that a Czech light machine gun!? Are you willing to be a Death Merchant?

One way or another, he's a terrorist.

Fortunately, I don't know if it's a good idea, but I make it on a hobby, so it's not intended for sale. It is expected that if we sell this stuff, there will be considerable confusion on the military side.

If they were even poorly mass-produced, they would be spreading a lot of lives in the war. It could be a time of flames with bullets flying and blasts blowing.

"I made it late at night, and you're just complaining."

"It would be too noisy to make things at night! Knit your gloves!

"Too bad I don't like knitting, I could have made a star engine..."

"You're going to make zero fights..."

I wish it was just a hobby, but this old man can run wild sometimes.

Ado was also caught up in a scattered Zeros rampage in [Sword and Sousalis], remembering his terrible experience.

This old man is only 'better than the rest of the exterminators', and in the end he's just like the rest of them. If you look away, you may not notice the technological revolution.

Now the disciple of the exterminator is making Chemomi Harlem on this plain.

'Don't take your eyes off this old man. Can't make a whimsical and outrageous weapon......'

With the addition of modern weapons to the world of medieval cultural levels, civilization levels will jump at once. But there is definitely a good chance it will be a war.

Especially in a world marked by lust for honor and power. With the addition of technology there to create weapons that can efficiently defeat enemies, we will be igniting the ambitions of the royal marquis nobility that we are now making dear.

I can't even see it if it's used in a coup.

"Ado, the army is going to hang on to something. Even defense spending is not foolish, and when it comes to refreshing all the gear, the public is burdened. I don't think we can handle just the taxes of the people even if we think about the development costs. Unless it's an extra dictatorship, I don't think it's gonna be what you think. Above all, you think the Duke of Delsassis will allow that?

"Don't you see? He's noble, too, and I don't think he's ambitious."

"I would use something that I could use if it was that guy's personality, but it would carry things pretty carefully. Undoubtedly, after the amendment of the law, we will strictly control weapons from appearing in the private sector."

"... how do you know that much?"

"I'm happy to have new things in my hands, but because I'm someone who can think of dangers at the same time. Instead of letting weapons be made everywhere for the development of industry, they would create factories under the direct jurisdiction of the country to be tightly controlled. Of course, the technician's surveillance is in the commune..."

"You don't want to turn to the enemy. Why isn't someone like that king?

If Delsassis were king, the Solister Magic Kingdom would also prosper considerably.

Unfortunately, however, he is satisfied with his status as Duke. I don't know what I'm doing back there, but Zeros was staring, at least he preferred the role of supporting the country in the shadows.

Otherwise, there's no way you can create an information network in a generation until you're insane, and then you don't do business with many merchants. Because we know more about the importance of information than anyone else.

I mean, his position is backwards and dirty work, but with a country, such backwards steering becomes more important than anything else. 'All right, let's go to war!' and there is no decision to be made by the momentum on the spot.

With that in mind, Zeros had a blurry view of the view flowing through the window of the car.

"Oh, Ado... I'm gonna turn right at the moment"

"Seriously!? I accidentally missed Obelisk."

"Obelisk...... well, it's similar in shape, but it's just a signpost, huh?

"I need to turn around somewhere...... By the way, what kind of fort are you headed for?

"Fort Bomba, right? I've been on the wrong path about seven times now, but are you directional tone deaf?

"Before, I went through Sendai to go to Odaiba... The horsesprick was delicious..."

"Sole, Aomori I guess...... seriously? You're a warrior."

Even Zeros was heartily stunned by the way he sounded more demented than he could have imagined.

I'm going home so much that I want to drive...

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"Phew... I'm tired. My butt hurts already..."

Shaken by the carriage for a long time as she continued to sit down, Christine had a tired look on her face.

Exactly when you leave the country, the distance on that journey is terribly long and mentally exhausting.

Arrive in the town of Lisaguru and get off the carriage, it's a bustling town full of merchants.

A wooden architecture featuring a triangular roof is erected, with warm water flowing in the side ditches dug beside it and warm hot air rising.

Even though this town was winter, it was showing more buzz than she expected.

"Well, I'll be looking for a place to stay tonight."

"Please. I'm going to be stretching my body a little here... I'm tired from the long journey"

"Really, then wait here until I get back. Don't go anywhere by yourself."

"Haha, I just don't imitate that. You've been overprotective since Arhan's village, haven't you? Izard."

"That thought is already dust. Then we'll leave the carriage for a few moments."

Something worrying Izzard left the carriage to find the inn.

Immediately after dropping off his back, the old sagas master, who was sleeping in the carriage, descends. Whether the carriage door is small or not, the elderly exorcist looks a little cramped.

"I slept well. Even so... Hmm, it's become a very romantic town. It was a lonely village when I used to come here..."

"Really? I don't know about the previous village, and I'd rather take the inn and take this fatigue in the hot springs as soon as possible than as me. Because I'm a little tired...... By the way, this [free accommodation voucher] doesn't say the name of the inn, can it be used anywhere?

"Probably. Well, which inn should it be?"

"Now Izzart has gone looking for an inn..."

He was already an elderly sagas master, but had a tighter ankle than Christine.

My muscles grow so much that I don't think I'm a very old man, I don't see the color of fatigue.

As a knight and a workout, I seem a little envious of her. Doubting whether Yuji needed it or was so subtle that he had enough strength, such an old master was jabbing him like shadow boxing in some way.

The fists that cut the wind make a really good sound.

"Doctor... are you sure you're a magician? It doesn't seem like a punch that your old body will roll out..."

"The Wizard also needs strength. I don't think the head clutching to my desk can help me in action, so I've been building strength and becoming a hobby for a long time."

"Even fistfighters are going to work. Can't demons also be defeated just by fighting?

"I've beaten down Graybear before. The bandits were overwhelmed by this forged flesh alone."

"It was more than I expected..."

This old exorcist was more militant than I ever imagined.

Christine was just taking a magic lecture and had never heard of what sagas' wandering life looked like.

The pride of such an old body is: 'If you seek knowledge, first you must train a healthy body and soul'. Rather, I even think that physical modification is the main thing.

While doing so, Izato, who earlier left to find the inn, returned.

"Ma'am, they say there's an empty inn on the corner there. For once, I asked you not to let guests in the room because we might be staying... What do you want to do?

"Good luck, then let's do it there. We can finally get some rest. Oh, can you stop the carriage?

"He says it's okay. It was just when two groups of guests left, so maybe they'll wait a little bit in the lobby."

"It's enough to just find the inn. Good luck, Isaac. You're tired too, aren't you?

"No, the more to this extent. Then come to the inn immediately."

When the two of them tried to get into the carriage to head to the inn immediately, the old demon mentor was fisting out at a tremendous speed behind them. Wind chipping sounds are unusual enough for a whirlwind to roll.

Instead, shock waves are also generated.

"... does Lord Sargas need to do Yuji?

"I was wondering that, too. It was a long journey and I don't look tired at all..."

"Muaximum, puwaaaaaaaaaaaa!!

"" Ah... "

- Zuhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

An old demon mentor posing with a roar, with all his strength throughout his body.

Christine and Isaac heard this old man's wearing robe screaming.

The narrow carriage seemed to have put considerable stress on the old sagas man, and his arrival in the town of Lisagle would have made him feel open at once.

As a result of his disgrace, the mutilated remnants of the robe, pitiful in appearance, dance through the universe in a wind of mourning.

The three of them will be waiting in the lobby of the inn until they have finished cleaning up the rooms used by the previous guests, but they were very embarrassed to be with the old Gachimuchi, who was half naked in his upper body.

Only some food giant is enough.

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When Zeros, Celestina and Zveit were working on each of them, the other figure was immersed in research in the city of Etha Lante.

He grins in the dim room, high tension, or as if he were a habitual habitual user of dangerous drugs, writes and punches the results on paper, and again immerses himself in the same task.

"Huhuhuhuhu...... great. This is the demonic prop of the old days! This is the technology of a once thriving civilization!! This land is just the heavens of researchers!! I don't even have time to rest!!

"... no, give it a break. How many times have you said the same thing before? We're gonna die like this, Cloisas..."

"If you're going to die buried in a treasure trove of knowledge, isn't Sole what you want as a researcher? Makarov doesn't have enough awareness as a researcher, does he? And here it is...... huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu"

It sucked.

Cloisas is inexplicably keeping reason, but because of his long research, adrenaline and other euphoric substances appeared in his brain, which made him quite happy.

Usually righteous and intelligent, his cool beauty, captivating many women, was now transformed by the appearance of a neighborhood beneath his eyes, his eyes running bloody, and the appearance of a demon mentor who seemed to be in the story.

I don't know what's fun, but he has a delightfully evil grin.

Around Cloisas in such a cerebral flower garden, the college students seeking the same researchers and the research magicians seconded by the country expose the bodies. It lasted about four days all night.

Regardless of the graduate students, in fact, the National Magic Instructor in the research position was also similar to Kreussus. Such a destination for them is tantamount to continuing to walk in the endless wilderness.

In short...... too much effort immersed in research, everyone retired due to fatigue.

There's still something wrong with the cheerful Cloisas.

"... this is hell. I'll never be a magic tool researcher."

"What are you saying, Makarov! This place is full of great lost technology, isn't it? Touch it with this hand now and you'll regret it if you don't solve the mystery! Yeah, you'll regret it!!

"Why such a high tension...... You've been crazy since we got here, huh?

"I have the wisdom in front of me that I have been anxious to think about and continue to seek. If you study and understand as much as you can here, you can do magic and other dreams. I can be a demon or anything to devour knowledge!

"... sassake. How high are you? When, Cloisas, are you ready to go home?

"...... ha?

Cloisas' thinking stopped.

And many times I try to refute Makarov's words, but I didn't understand what they meant.

"Go home? Where are you going? There are so many crystals of wisdom here that you can't analyze them, right? Where the hell are you going to leave this advanced and beautiful demon prop? I get the word I'm going home in the first place, so I'm going to say I'm going back somewhere...... what is Makarov saying? We're going back? A place to go back? Was there such a place?

Unfortunately, everything in Kreussus's head was occupied by a single color of research.

I don't even have the fact that I'm a college student there or the routine event of temporarily returning home from winter vacation left in the corner of my head.

What is left of him is a quest for wisdom, and Sole is all about Cloisas. I can't think about leaving my old wisdom behind and going back to my parents' house.

I am so stupid at research that I don't even hate to make my parents cry if it's for research.

"'............ ha? It's not! Have you forgotten you're a college student? I'm a little late, but you have to go home. This isn't the Academy, the Zvates and the junior classmates have already left Etha Lante! We ate time with the help of the analysis team, but the head of the research team said four days ago that we couldn't hold him here any longer! Seriously, you didn't ask..."

"... oh, no... stupid"

Cloisas collapses on the spot with a desperate look, like the end of the world.

The reason the Cloisas and the others are in Etha Lante in the first place is because the faculty lecturers gave up their duties saying 'they have nothing to teach'. At the same time, the country's massive organizational reforms have left it understaffed to investigate the cities of the old era, and it has been sent to the land only by boat on the crossing.

Shallow wisdom of irresponsible instructors, but paradise for Cloisas.

Homecoming by winter vacation is tantamount to exile from paradise for Kreussus. It was desperate and speculative.

"Why... do I need to go home? You'll live on your own even if you leave your family or something. How foolish are the faculty lecturers when they say there is no other opportunity to know the wisdom of the day..."

"No, we're gonna die before then... Most of it has been magical analysis work in front of my desk since I got here, and I've had enough breaks. I've never had the feeling that I was alive other than when I ate."

"I was full of it!

"So you have no choice but to tell me... Somebody convince this fool..."

The main work of the college students is the decryption of the old era literature abandoned by Etha Lante and the mock-up of the magical formula engraved on the core of the magic props. Functional analysis of broken demonic props by disassembling them varies.

But that amount was the problem.

The Saint-Germain college students realized in three days that this was hell. Except for Cloisas......

"No, you can't, Mr. Cloisas... Sometimes I don't have parents when I want to be filial, so when I can go home, I have to go home and have a conversation with my family."

"Whatever the Duke of Delsassis, isn't his wife worried?

"E-Lynn, Selina...... I don't really want to say much about the home, but the mothers are just a color mess that's turning up heat on my father, other than that, they're stuffs that get depressed by fashions like precious metals and dresses, right? You can't be worried about me."

"Stuff... it's hard on you and your family..."

There are some prejudicial eyes in Cloisas' words and deeds, but pursuing fashion for the aristocratic depths is like some sort of status improvement.

The nobility was the first to make beauty begin and fashion and other fashions popular, as well as the propaganda effect of turning the economy, so it was incumbent on them to release some to avoid wasting too much money.

In addition, precious metals can be used as funds when they are important and when they are evacuated to another country.

Large-scale social events, etc. were generally conducted by royalty and duke families, and tea parties, which are personal accompaniments, were often held individually.

This is to strengthen the connection between the nobles and is important in the exchange of information. In a sense, it could be called official business.

"Ha... at this rate, you're not doing a return trip. We don't have a choice, we'll help you. It would be a garbage room anyway, and I don't feel like I can make it if I don't do it now"

"Right...... I honestly can't believe this is the Duke's family."

"Kreussus, you're looking to be a researcher, so you're not thinking about taking over."

"Ma, wait! I didn't say a word when I left..."

"" "No (it is)!!

Cloisas willing to stay alone, but such selfishness doesn't work any better than being a college student.

If I dragged the reluctant Cloisas to reach his room, it would have been filled with numerous magic props there. It is a sea of decay that exceeds expectations.

It even grew to strange mushrooms and was not a very people-friendly environment.

………

My buddies just didn't get the word out either, but Makarov opened his heavy mouth as if he were determined to do something.

"I was prepared to be a dirty room...... Hey, Cloisas. Where did you collect all this pile of magic props from? No way, you've left me alone from the warehouse, haven't you?

"... not to say that. I borrowed it because it was interesting, but sometime... I thought I'd give it back, didn't I? I just didn't have time for that..."

"I guess you got permission, huh?

………

Silence was telling the whole story.

The cold gaze of three hurts.

"Oh, here it is... the one who made a fuss about disappearing from the warehouse!? I, I helped you find it, but I couldn't find it... Mr. Kreussus, cool."

"Same here... I also checked the college students' room and I heard they couldn't find it, but I wonder where they hid it...... Mr. Kreussus, what you did was a crime?

"You...... you have good and bad things to do. There's a lot of people crying over suspicion, what are you gonna do?

"Was there such a fuss? I had no idea..."

"" "Reflect a little. Oh (do)!!

Kreussus tends to be indifferent to his surroundings when research is involved.

Just no offense. Tachi is bad.

After that, I went to the director of the research department to apologize, but if I make a mistake, I will note here that the conversation has progressed to the point where I am about to be executed as a criminal.

Cloisas was saved by a beautiful friendship.

I don't think he's going to change his behavior with this...