Arafoo Kenja no Isekai Seikatsu Nikki

The night club seat turned into a private fight between Creston and Sargas, a short while before Zvate and Christine held their heads.

The Duke of Delsassis had a meeting with some of his trusted nobles.

They were not just nobles, but many of them were gathered who were each involved in the restructured Magic Division and the Military Department of the Knights.

They understand best what that means.

On a long table in front of the nobles' seats was a document detailing a plan and a special weapon that was also the reason why they were called.

"The Duke of Delsassis...... Is this the weapon that was notified to us earlier?

"Uhm. To be precise, it was an improvement at the hands of the wizards of our faction, collecting weapons created in the Holy Law Reich of Matisse. It can also be described as a artifact of things that were also used during the civilizational period of the old times."

"A wand... isn't it? Is it something that ejects something from this cylindrical part?

"Fine, that's heavy...... But not as good as a sword."

They are aristocrats, but at the same time, they can see at a glance just how a weapon called a gun is. But I was skeptical about whether it could be used in action.

"Given the size of the hole, isn't it a small mass of metal that ejects?

"I see...... In the case of a bow, the arrow becomes a considerable quantity, compressing supplies…"

"When it comes to small metals, isn't it bulkier than carrying arrow refills? But is such a weapon lethal? I've never heard of it being used in action, Matisse, although it's already produced in the Holy Land."

"Your doubts are good, but the weapon of the Holy Law Reich of Metis has already been used. Just around the time the Illumanas underground street opened."

For a moment, the meeting place goes out of its way.

Delsasis sent a messenger as diplomat from the Solister Magic Kingdom via the underground city of Etha Lante, around the time the Irmanus underground street leading to the Atorum Empire was opened.

The present king is also aware of this.

That was when he was attacked by assassins and told them stories of his defeat with the warriors of the Atorum Empire.

Naturally, the existence of Zeros is kept secret.

This story was an important confidentiality of the country, as well as a covenant with the Atorum Empire not to pass on the information of the brave men captured to the Holy Law Reich of Mathis, information that even the nobles could not have known without being in the corresponding position.

Disclosing that, albeit slightly, to the nobles was a classified matter that would make a huge difference to the future military.

"The prototype that you and others are now in possession of, this weapon called a gun, is a very dangerous substitute. If you can use magic in any way, even women and children can easily kill people. If the numbers are aligned, the operation of the army will also make a huge difference. But you must definitely avoid going out to the private sector. Even if only a few pieces of information were spread, there would be people trying to make it. I really had to keep it a secret."

"" "" "Ah... I see" "" "

Behind the brains of the nobles was a common figure of a species called Dwarf.

Dwarf is a technician for all of his species, good or bad. If they get any information on a weapon called a gun like that, they'll be happy to start prototyping.

Its passion as an artisan is amazing, enough to last until things are done.

That's what spares me while I sleep, so much so that I keep researching until I die......

"The one in front of you guys is for a ranged attack called a rifle, but with this technology you can also make palm-sized ones. You know what that means?

"It means that even women and children can kill easily..."

"If you go out poorly, you're going to get more crime. Criminal organizations will also try to use this weapon, and they will need to enact strict laws."

"It's not a favorable situation to have easy access to. Especially if it's used for assassinations or something."

"Rather, as far as I'm concerned, it's what I want. Huuuuuuuuuu..."

"" "" "De, Duke of Delsassis!?

Constantly seeking inspiration, Delsassis is in itself a great welcome to become a violence-world.

But I don't admit to involving others even if I'm good, so I don't imitate the kind of choices that guns make to the public, even if I want to.

Above all, new troubles, such as gun crime, must not only widen the range of crimes that will be caused in the future, but also establish new technologies in terms of investigations.

Given how much time it will take to get there, it is quicker to regulate the use of guns only by the military from the outset and not out in the public.

If production lines are also managed directly by the State, the incidence of gun-related crime can also be curbed to some extent. Even if a gun crime is committed, the first suspect is the military.

At any rate, it is only possible to obtain guns from those carried by the military, let alone from the sidelines, and it can be determined that those with the corresponding status lent a hand behind them.

It will be easier to narrow down the surveillance target.

Though it is possible for the dark to monitor only those in those positions to contain some degree of criminal occurrence and illegal activity, it is nevertheless not optimistic......

Being able to raise a country's defense with a weapon called a gun is a pleasure to see as a nation, and there is no option to not build a gun from the beginning to prevent crime.

More than a prototype called a volcano gun has already been created in the Methodist realm of Metis, the only difference is whether the gun spreads quickly or slowly, and Delsasis also thought that information and technology would eventually diffuse.

It was only at an early stage, if so, that he informed the public of the danger to guns and made the decision that the deployment of the Knights to be handled under strict control should begin at the same time.

"Is that this [Magic Musketeers Concept]? What about this, Your Majesty?

"I've already told him. His Majesty said, 'Why are you planning that on your own? You're the king now. I'm totally decorated, aren't I? I'm just sitting on the throne...' he insisted. Unfortunately, I like to be thorough on the back, so I don't find the throne as appealing. You don't have to tell me you're gonna give it to me."

"" "" "" Your Majesty, ah!!

The royalties were painfully conveyed the king's mourning.

A masterpiece like the Duke of Delsassis has not even seen the history of the Solister Magic Kingdom, and I am certain that he is a terribly capable figure, but unfortunately not a vessel that fits in one small country.

Moreover, cumbersome, the person was not of such a character as to wish for a position of throne.

The point is that we want a mastermind position to manipulate the country from behind, and we are not more willing to stick our necks in key positions and troubles such as the Chancellor. Rather, it is possible that I am even annoyed by the position of Duke.

"Zveit, too, would just give up his Duke status if he was a little more worthy to rely on, but he's still out of the immature realm. I also thought about working out with rough therapy, but I just don't want my child's personality to break. I can't believe we're going to have to keep doing this important job for a while, but it's going to keep people growing..."

"" "" "" "" Son, you're running away!!

Instead of the possibility I was thinking, I was thinking with a bee.

I can't imagine what a rough cure would be like to break my personality, and it's really scary.

"Yes, no, Duke... Lord Zveit is brilliant, isn't he? Nothing, we don't have to rush that far..."

"The position of the Duke has a lot of work to do, and it takes a lot of work to make time to move freely. This status can only be pushed later. Don't you think?

"'' '' I said, 'I said this status, this man... I don't care if we ask you. What am I supposed to do?

The nobles don't know what to say to a man who does the chairmanship of a chamber of commerce in addition to his work as lord.

It's strange because even though we've had so much hard time, a lot of anecdotes are still coming after us. This is what happens when you're busy.

No one can even imagine what he would do if he gave the title to Zveit and was free.

"Well, you've derailed the story. This gun - officially known as the [Magic Gun] - has the potential to change the war. We need to create an experimental unit to operate correctly, so I need your help. In the days to come, the sword will be obsolete."

"When the time comes when swordsmanship doesn't make sense!? Well, if we count them, we can clear our enemies by putting up a barrage... We don't even have to bother approaching our enemies."

"But is that how it works? If you become a medium range specialist, won't you be disadvantaged when you're brought into melee?

"No, swordsmanship and martial arts won't be in vain either. If melee tactics are also tapped into, it will be possible to operate troops under a variety of circumstances. But don't worry about losing your tradition and pride as a nobleman. As far as this Demon Guided Musketeers concept goes, I don't think it's a very knightly tactic. Terribly reasonable..."

As far as the tactical proposals written in the Magic Guided Musketeers Concept were read, the way its troops operated was horribly organized and concentrated solely on winning the war.

Modern tactics, which are not as surprising as the Zeros and Ads can be seen, were also efficient and novel in this other world, but with no sense of humanity at all in the content with an emphasis on efficiency only.

It may be said that it protrudes in killing enemies.

For the nobles who value history, tradition, honor and pride, this proposed concept deserves to be fearful that could destroy their common sense. It is described as the pinnacle of stupidity, such as a single hit, at any rate, and gives priority to damaging the enemy before it reaches such a situation.

Sweet bullshit about fighting squarely and so on is completely ignored and efficiency is always the only thing that matters. Really reliable as an army of defence, but the nobles felt as if it were an army of the dead and creepy.

"First of all, the creation of an experimental unit, but before that, will we make the Magic Gun in time? Only gather people, they're unarmed, so let's not talk about it..."

"Marquis Embar, you have nothing to worry about. Several prototypes have already been completed. All we have to do is actually use it and try to organize it. Anyway, the dwarves are hanging out."

"" "" 'Come on, soloist magicians and craftsmen... you're dead, aren't you?

Aristocrats fighting in a different way from the Magic Musketeers concept.

Dwarf's artisanal temperament is off track and their workplace is just hell. Especially treating runaway artisans such as apprentices is worse than slaves.

There is no such thing as human rights there, and all there is is to be narrowed down to the choice of just making something good.

Eighty percent of their lives are hobby-related work priorities, just like severe job addicts. Or artisanal ghosts (working orgs).

The remaining 20%, by the way, are meals and liquor.

"During the remodeling of the mansion I was beaten to the thought of just demanding a rework later..."

"When I told him to flaunt the decorations, he said, 'I refuse such a nasty demand!' and he boycotted the work from the next day"

"You guys are still good. In the case of Noh, when I asked him to design a new mansion, he was shut down for more than two months to check the design...... When I was liberated, I believed in God."

"'"' 'Those guys are crazy... Poor wizards who were victimized......' '' ''

Craftsman race that even powerful nobles fear, that is the Dwarf.

If you order designs and decorations that are equal to suicidal behavior, such as opinions on them that do not allow compromise, and have a slight loss of character, you are so mad that you are beaten up by both young and old.

When I think of the magicians who have sacrificed such dwarves, somehow tears of sympathy overflow from the eyes of the nobles. The nobles may have remembered the trauma engraved in their hearts.

The meeting went on for a while, regardless of the mood of such aristocrats.

Various discussions were held, including a draft budget in troop formation and the selection of places to train, the selection of candidates for credible commanders, and a review of previous training methods because they are special weapons.

And two hours later...

"Well, we still have a lot of budget talking and troop bases and other things to cut down on, but let's just say we put in a little break here. The rest of the story is that we'll be gathered in this place in an hour."

"Oh, right. I was worried my son would get to know a woman."

"I'm just wondering if my daughter shot the man she wants, too. I hope we meet well."

"My son, he's only interested in same-sex and in trouble. Can't you handle it?

"Oh, is that you too? My daughter seems only interested in women..."

"The lords are still good...... Non's grandson is a feminine costume addict, isn't he? The other attacked several men in other countries, put them in jail and have a priori... I moaned 'I couldn't eat the young fruit' without even reflecting"

Night clubs are places of interaction between nobles.

Naturally, it is also a meeting place to connect the successors with the ladies of other houses, but they do not know that their role was already broken at this time.

Because two old men somewhere had started a hot battle.

The nobles, who know nothing, bow their heads to Delsassis and leave the room, leaving him also taking his seat at the end.

When he leaves the door with his confession, Delsassis confirms the appearance of a juvenile youth he found out about.

It was you, Soukis, on the run away from under Zveit.

"I wonder where you're going, Soukis. You're supposed to be at the ball at this hour?

"De, Duke of Delsassis...... Haha, it's a ball. I wonder if that's discontinued."

"Well, what does that mean?

"Yep... Former Duke of Creston starts a bee fight with his gutty giant grandfather. Come on, it's not about dancing. I think that hall's incandescent in a different way by now, huh?

"... that Jizzy, you started again"

Delsassis was in the hall, which serves as a venue for the night club, to check on old Sargas.

I thought meeting my real father would definitely be a fight, but I didn't think things would go any faster either. Even if it's hosted by the Duke.

Creston also thought there was a little more discernment in public, but it seems that the encounter between rivals was beyond Delsassis' expectations.

This prevents the marriage of the son of the few aristocrats we meet from proceeding.

"I didn't know you were going to smash a night club in my family name, even though you hid it. As a physical manipulation from me later on to Father..."

"What? Why are you looking at me?

Delsassis' glance shoots through Soukis.

It was him who accidentally dropped back later, but by the time I met Delsasis, it was too late.

"Soukis... I've been asked by your father to connect me with some courtier, crying?

"No, but that noise doesn't make sense. Besides, I can feel it as a friend to get in the way of Zveit."

"Hmm, did you have that kind of edge on that zvate? Interesting story."

"Yeah, well, he said Viscount Elwell's or something. You can't put it in the corner, Park Min-Jen."

"Is that the girl... Hmm, that's not a bad story. And what does that have to do with you leaving the venue? You're supposed to be in a position to find someone, too, but let me ask you why you're here."

"Ugh!?

Soukis also attends nightclubs in the name of the Duke of Libyant family, but the reason for this naturally lies in searching for a warrant worthy of his fiancé. He is also a trace of the Duke's house.

Positively, you must welcome your daughter-in-law in the same way as Zveit.

"I am already aware that in the name of the name of the House of the Duke of Libyant, I have come to our territory to find a woman who really deserves to marry. So you're relinquishing your duties as a nobleman? It's also a banquet venue hosted by me..."

"Yeah, and you just can't do that situation. Bets are starting, and you can't pack anymore."

"Still, that's no reason to leave the venue. Did you say the Daimyo Tsvate guy and disperse the scene? He's immature."

"Ugh..."

The objection was an unacceptable air.

It was surprising that there was a woman who cared about Zveit, but this fortunately succeeded in saying something stupid and dispersing from the venue, saying that it would be convenient to leave such a troublesome seat.

But it is unexpected, such as running into the troublesome Duke of Delsassis on the way out.

No, it was more than a fully anticipated matter than it was the mansion of the Duke of Solister's house.

A frog state stared at by a snake even if you wanted to escape. I just felt so hard about marriage that I suddenly hit a wall called Delsassis and was too reckless to cross it.

I can't escape.

"I'm heading to the venue, too, so let me introduce you to the noble lady I know." If you want to escape, you can force him to get engaged to an affordable opponent. "

"Father... whatever it is you want me to marry"

"Would it be natural? What, if you make a grandson early, there's nothing wrong with that. Sure, you had a daughter your age at Uncle Grune's."

"Hey, that girl is fat! You have a good personality, but you're heavyweight!!

"If you're fat, why don't you let her lose weight as a man? Whether or not it can be done means that a man's instrumentality will be tested. I think you're just the right guy to run away from things, huh?

"Oh no, for once, but I'm into appearance too!?

"Although her mother is quite a beautiful woman? If you lose weight, you'll probably be as beautiful as your mother. Uncle Grune drowned her daughter too much, and if she did it cleverly, she might start a diet too. It's all up to you."

Soukis is wary.

As it was, I was forced to get engaged, and if I tried to escape, I could even be forced into marriage. Soukis' father had given up his marriage in the middle of nowhere, but the trace could be somewhat impotent because it was really necessary.

If it's for the survival of your house, it's only worth less than garbage, such as the will of Soukis.

"Um... By the way, I wonder if you can't be the daughter of the Duke of Delsassis... oh my god, no!?

Soukis put Celestina, the only daughter of the Duke of Delsassis, as a candidate for the engagement.

But the moment I hear that word, the Duke of Delsassis releases an outrageous killing spirit.

"Think carefully about the words and make fun of them. I am not going to make Celestina a nobleman. Because I want that kid to live a free life. If you say anything extra, you'll have every house disappear from the world, but still, you ask for Celestina? I'm ready."

"Yes, no...... sorry. Forget what I just said, please..."

"Fine. You only miss it once, but you know what happens next if you say the same thing?

"Yes, I won't say it again!

"Great. Then let's head to the venue together. Before I was asked, I decided to ask another house to introduce you to a few ladies. Don't ever say anything stupid again, though."

"Onegaisimus"

Soukis' cause of defeat.

That is that the Duke of Delsassis was more of a protégé than you can imagine.

Being subjected to intense killing, he was donned into the hall, the venue of a nightclub, like a cow destined to be meat from now on.

In a few weeks' time, Soukis will be engaged to Miss Pocciari.

He already regretted violently that he pissed off someone he shouldn't have pissed off...

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In conclusion, the fight between Sagas and Creston was not settled.

Creston rewards him with light footwork and skillful moves for his age, as well as a one-hit special type of sagas that can be attacked with overwhelming toughness and defense.

We're not deciding on each other, we just beat each other up and time just goes by.

If Delsassis had had a drink, he would have done the same thing over and over again.

But the Delsassis arbitration was also after some time, during which time many nobles were thriving for the first time in battle between the two.

The place of the wedding turned into a match venue for the title match, and it was already too late.

And right now, Sargas and Creston are being made to sit down and heard Delsassis' novel.

"... Doctor, why did you do such a stupid imitation? I don't know what men think."

"No, I don't know either. Aren't those two just special?

Looking at the two old men taking Delsassis sermons while sitting in their seats, Zveit and Christine were in a terrible mood.

Even if it is a place where many nobles gather, grandfathers and esteemed teachers who have stood around a great deal.

Whereas it is normal to have such moderation if they are aristocrats, even with the term rude courtesy in front of the building, these two were just rudely rampaged around.

Moreover, there are two extremes: the person of the Duke's house, the host side of the feast, and, in fact, the civilian magician and the two extremes.

The other nobles who start accepting it until the bet are also crazy.

"Sometimes lately, I wonder if the common sense of the nobility of this country is at odds with other countries"

"Exactly, you won't be rambling around in a place like this... You're crossing the threshold of rudeness."

"When this happens, the story of a spectacular beating in front of His Majesty also adds credibility"

"What is it? I've never heard that before!?

Within the nobility of the Solister Magic Kingdom, 'No, it can't be normal. What is it!?' There are many rumors. It was said that the nobility of the Wizard family was insane.

I thought it was true that there were not many Zvates, but I didn't believe in everything. It's just that I'm convinced that there's an insane race close to me.

At first against his father and his real brother, but these days he realized that his grandfather was the same.

It's done.

"I decide to go for serious nobility. Absolutely not."

"I don't think all nobles are insane."

"No, nobles in the Wizard family... especially the Dukes. There are many insane ones. To my father, to my grandfather, to my brother. So is the guy from Soukis. Why would a troublemaker with one head removed..."

"Oh, is that it!?

"... Huh. Sometimes in my family, I feel like I'm the only one floating around. My sister... can't say she's decent."

The eyes on Zveit's family had recently been very cold.

A grandfather who drowns his granddaughter so much that he has no idea what he's doing back there.

A best-selling author's sister who stuck her foot in the path of decay if she thought she was decent to her brother, who calls it an experiment and causes some noise.

It sounds good when it comes to individuality, but everyone but Zveit had a strong impact beating common sense from the ground up. Only Zveit seriously took a turn among them.

No distinctive personality, no weird tastes, no interesting shards.

Would it be a scratch if I dared to mention it?

"Personality says it's attractive, but I don't need it if it's such an intense personality... You don't have to be bored. You're human."

"Master Zveit, you have coal on your back!? Actually, I only admire a little bit of a strong personality..."

"I don't deny it"

Intense personality can seem attractive to the side, and I just think it's seriously flat out.

His father, Delsasis, for example, has performed numerous jobs efficiently and has acted freely during his free time. It's unclear what you're doing, but that makes it a mysterious attraction.

Those who have something that stands out are all that attractive to see.

It wouldn't be a mistake to have admired or envied there.

Is Zveit aware of the area as well, and he gave a light affirmation to Christine's inquiry.

"Well, I think I know just a little bit about how Master Zveit feels. I don't have this personality either. [M] My mother and sisters are gorgeous, but I'm the only one so plain..."

"Really? It looks fascinating to me. Few guys go for knighthood on their own, and where they go hard down the path they believed in, they don't fall within the charm?

"Oh, no... I just wanted to catch up with my father, who I admired, when he died, so I'm not sure this is his personality."

"You know that at first. I think I'm something like that."

As Christine admired the figure of her father's knight, Zveit also admired the figure of her grandfather as his exorcist mentor. I have been drilling with that longing since I was a young child and I have what I am now.

However, due to the addition of factors such as gender and birth lineage, various intentions can be directed from the surrounding eyes. In Christine's case, it's a mockery, and in Zveit's case, it's the desires and ambitions of those who seek to exploit the Duke's status.

Christine, who is said to be 'in the habit of a woman' so hard at work, and Zveit, who can really only be seen as a trace of the Duke's house. I had a lot of longing for strong personality and a complex against myself in my chest.

The point is, these two are alike.

"Woman knights, okay? You're challenging me not to be a person, aren't you? I think it looks appealing enough. You don't have to be humble."

"Don't you, Master Zveit, escape the heavy pressures of being a Duke's house and try your best to be worthy? I'm lying about not being attractive."

"You think so? Although the Duke's duty is only a duty, and I don't think there are any praiseworthy elements"

"You're in a position to stand above the people next to the royal family, right? I think it's amazing that you're not running away from it."

Zveit accepts his responsibilities as a Duke's house, but he only considered it an inescapable reality where he was born as his eldest brother. Instead of not being able to escape, he was imprisoned by a kind of obsessive notion that he was not even allowed to escape.

I've told Celestina before that 'there's only one way to be a bearer of the Duke's house', but that's also because these thoughts were within.

Maybe there was something like giving up there.

But I felt the thought of 'I wasn't wrong' springing up in Christine's words that would call me such a pitiful self 'awesome'.

'Ha... there was a line that the man was simple, but it sounds like you're right. The woman told me and I'm worried about it. Seriously, that's simple.'

Zveit laughs in his heart with a sense of self-derision.

Christine has a serious eye for him like that. I get embarrassed by those straight eyes, and at the same time I get joy.

"By the way, Christine. Your name is back in Me, right?

"What!? its...... sorry! If I were you, would you excuse me?

"Don't worry about it. I can't accept that much, it's not too narrow. I think it's cute."

"What!?

……………

At the next moment, each other's faces dye bright red.

We realized each other what we had said and what they had said, and we hardened ourselves with shame.

There were unexpectedly three people staring nearby at the two of them pushing one page of such youth.

"Hmm, good for Zvate, but still blue..."

"I remember when I was younger. Just watching makes my butt itch..."

"Hmm, I thought it was somewhat of a boney young builder, but I can't seem to get the depression out of a woman strong enough. It is only by abandoning everything and working out that we can reach the true strong. Well, it's a slight problem that Christine ends up unmarried like this..."

Delsassis watches the young two with a sinister grin and Creston delighted at the arrival of his grandson in the spring of this world. Sagas, who cared a lot about the future of his goddaughter.

I'm not interrupting, but normally people call this debauchery.

"Your lord, that's why his wife ran away. You twitch about being single for the rest of your life, and you think Noon doesn't know?

"Become, you...... did you know!?

"It just so happens. You forced my wife to do some muscle strengthening training, too, didn't you? I don't want to be a donkey to that penetrating muscle idea."

"It's not that Grunt, Noon is bad...... The world is bad for not understanding the ideals of Nong!! What a magician needs is a flesh that can handle all phases. Yes, muscle!!

"Lord Sagas. I think that's a kind of distorted terrorist thought, but it just sounds like an ugly excuse in the present situation. We should be silent here."

The two of us, Zveit and Christine, were in our own world and unaware, but naturally there were other people watching besides the Delsassis.

There was also the jealous eye of the mistress of the other house who was after Christine and of the ambitious courtier who aimed for the next Duchess status, but regardless of these two, the youthful brazenness of the initial bad-couple state.

Objectively speaking, it is just a rear filling.

There was a whirlwind of happy and shy love blowing around without worrying about other people's eyes or anything.