Fairy Tale Chronicles

When Honda returned to Susha village, the accommodation was wrapped in the smell of curry.

"Oh, welcome back"

I find the Machines who are back, and Makoto, who was somehow writing on the map, speaks up.

"Ooh, I'm home. So, why are you making curry?

"Hey, there's a simple, but complicated situation."

"What, what?

"It has to do with the carbuncle anomaly. Honestly, as far as I'm concerned, I'd like to hope this doesn't work..."

To a true harp like that with some annoying air, the three of us have no choice but to look suspicious: Hiroshi, Haruyaki and Tatsuya. Angelica, who is back with me, seems to be intrigued by the curry itself in one way or another, and has not shown any interest by saying this in the Honda conversation.

Angelica basically doesn't pinch her mouth for what Honda does. Because the simple strength is above the masters, on top of too many differences in behavioral principles and values. Sometimes Honda is more overwhelmingly familiar with the world today, and Angelica has nothing to say about her opinions unless she is asked to, apart from the status quo, relationships and special race entanglements.

"Hmm. It smells really spicy, but what kind of dish is this?

"Curry is the national food of our hometown. Eat this over cooked rice"

"Well? That much, but I've never seen your lords make it before?

"I hadn't made it in a while because it was a bit spice based dish"

"I see."

Angelica turns her anticipating gaze to the pan for a little while convinced by Mio's explanation. The smell of appetizing spices by the time of the violence was irresistibly appealing to Angelica, who had moved the entire village until just before.

"... it seems so."

"Almost can do it"

"Do you have my share?

"I'm making it for about fifty people, so think about it normally. There's got to be something for us for dinner."

"Right. I appreciate that."

At a time when that conversation is about over or not, the retreat and something draw the grass closer.

"Looks like you're here..."

"Mm-hmm. I wish I'd come, it was about..."

Small animals surround the tent where Mio is making curry in such numbers that they want to describe it as a dozen dozen. Whatever that looks like, a long-eared squirrel with yellow fur.

It is a variant of Carbuncle, no matter what you think, including the presence of gems on your forehead.

"Grr!!"

"Grrr!!"

The carbuncles squeeze and shrink their siege nets as they squeak as they were listening. Its eyes are serious in many ways.

"Calm down because I haven't done it yet"

To Mio's sharp voice, the carbuncles stop moving perfectly. Exactly, he's not as retarded as trying to take what he hasn't done yet.

Still, he doesn't want to stop pressuring Mio until he puts pressure on him, and he keeps pouring even a glance at something like a certain killer.

"Master, Sister Chun. Probably not enough."

"Yeah, we'll make it, too."

"If I shorten it, I won't make it."

Hiroshi and Spring Vegetables already in the pot before receiving Mio's SOS. It's a great collaboration every time Carbuncle is sorting vegetables before they show up.

"It's about time the rice used to cook this hand became more subtle in stock."

"You can't use Kamikaze badly."

Spring vegetables agree with the ambition to speak of stock insecurity while grinding rice in large quantities. Although the Azma Workshop ensures unusable ingredients, ordinary ingredients that can be purchased at any time do not have an out-of-the-box inventory.

Especially these days, Higashi himself has spoken only of God's ingredients, and he has not purchased them especially additionally, except for something that makes him feel regional. The influence around it tends to come out at times like this.

"Oh, yeah, yeah. Mio is curry meat, what did you use?

"Bullhorn. 'Cause I had about three heads left in the ground."

"Oh, that would have been too much."

Spring vegetables shake their necks vertically over and over again in a very convincing manner to the name of the monster Mio spoke of.

The bullhorn is the strongest monster to live in the meadows of eastern Ursus, almost the cow itself in appearance and nature.

It's a constant of non-wolf monsters living in the meadows of eastern Urs, and this bullhorn basically doesn't strike either unless you hand it out. But once in a combat posture, you show exactly what a monster's name deserves, showing you enough aggression to sprinkle your life in an instant, such as a runaway adventurer, and perseverance not to loosen your attacking hand until you are sure to stop the enemy's breath root.

Naturally, the meat is a little less expensive than a troll bird, a luxury product to the extent that if we can hunt this steadily, we can serve one person in battle, which is a dragon climbing monster.

As Tatsuya and Makoto came to rest in their spare time, it was bullhorn meat until they hunted Galvalenzia and Behemoth when it came to beef in the Azma workshop. The remnants, or the meat from the bullhorn, were well stocked.

Although it has become a dish made from luxury products that can only be handled by wealthy people, such as curry flour made from plain bullhorn meat and azuma workshop, what Honda makes in the first place is basic, and all but some of the products sold in stalls are luxury products, so we will be talking about it now.

"At the Azma Workshop, when it comes to curry, beef curry"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah."

Spring vegetables that nod to the words of Mio while proceeding to cook at super high speeds. If you don't finish it quickly and get into the simmering operation, the carbuncles will burst out.

At a tremendous rate, the curry that Mio was making is finally complete around the point where Hong and Spring Vegetables simmer the ingredients. Carbuncles who decide Mio stopped the fire and put more pressure on him to eat it. Mio quickly serves curry rice on a plate, bitterly laughing at its oppressive interviewing behavior.

The moment Angelica put the finished product on the ground, the Carbuncles arrived with tremendous momentum.

"Wait a minute, lords, calm down a little!!

Angelica screams as she was about to be ravaged by the carbuncle she killed and fled in a great panic using her vampire special abilities. The picture surface of a fur-based small animal waggling together in bait, is very nearly adorable, but the reality is not such a raw and warm one.

Besides, it's not a hoarding thing because the Carbuncles who heard the screams, those who lost the competition for survival and didn't put it on the curry, are turning their gaze that was killer. No matter how many true ancestral vampires, there are only two hands. You can't have such a large amount of meals at once.

"... a toddler girl who can't move because she's been bitten by small animals. Even though it's visually perfect..."

"Mio, do you think this is such a swallowing thing?

Angelica, who is desperate to hand out curries and turns around, argues with a tight face to Mio's statement that she can agree with if only on the picture.

Normally, small animals do not threaten young girls with beams.

"Sorry! I'll help you!

Tian, who had been called there by the village chief to take his seat off, returns and sees misery, turning to help Angelica in a great panic. Using the magnificent butler skills cultivated in Sebastian as they are, they serve the curry to the Carbuncles gracefully, carefully and quickly.

"... um, I knew it wasn't enough..."

Fifty servings of curry consumed instantly by car bundles that come later and later. I'm eating a few dishes at the end of the day. It would at least be salvation not to imitate that the way you eat is usually animal.

Even then, you can imagine how many carbuncles we caught in the curry.

"Just wait a little longer. Because it's time to finish simmering."

"It's time to cook dinner."

Did you hear the words of Spring Vegetables and Macro who were making the additions, or the carbuncles changing their targets from Mio to those two? Undoubtedly these guys pretend to be speechless to that overly honest reaction, together with the perception.

At any rate, if they eat at this rate, we lose our own dinner. Ingredients are fine, but not enough time to cook.

"When this is over, stop it."

"Grrr!!"

"If you complain, don't let them eat you."

"Grr!!"

"Threatening me with a beam is no different than being a dick. Curry eaten by a guy like that."

In the words of the Macro, the carbuncles stop the pittance and intimidation system from moving. Again, I don't like coming all the way here and keeping it.

"... Master, do you understand what Carbuncle is saying?

"You don't get it. In this situation, this attitude, this attitude, maybe all I'm trying to say is, let's just imagine it."

"... that way after all?

Mio shows just a bit of disappointment in some sort of natural response to Hiroshi's, pets, etc. I thought maybe if you were a macro, you can't even decipher the forced squeal of the system you're just doing on purpose.

"I don't know, what do you expect..."

"No, I know what Hirohiro said, so maybe the master will understand."

"I know what Hirohiro is saying, but we're not gonna do it together."

Hiroshi argues relentlessly with Mio, who puts out a mysterious creature that only rings with Kyu. That logic would have shown all the humans in the Azma Workshop, and conversely, Ra, who was supposed to have been deposited as a family, is broken by reason at a time when he doesn't even understand what the Lord is supposed to be an ambition.

It should be noted, for the record, that Ra returns to Urs' workshop the morning he heads to the village of Olga, before heading out to the Royal Palace of Marcto, where he deposits it with the young trees of the world tree. By now the fams should be taking turns giving God cabbage to take care of.

"So, I've got about three hundred people ready for now, can we?

"... maybe it's okay"

"Well, if it's not enough, the sooner you win, the better."

That proclamation of the Horn changes the way Carbuncle and the others look. Exactly the number of carbuncles added is a little over a thousand, but some guys come out that can't follow depending on their allocation for a plate.

As a result, he starts pointing the intimidation he's been pointing at Higashi, this time at his peers.

"... when I look at these places, I think even the phantom beast is a beast."

"Well, there are quite a few people like you."

"Even humans are a kind of beast, if you say so. Some people act like wildlife."

Hiroshi leaks his rather rude feelings about how Carbuncle has begun to take hold of each other in a modest way. Spring vegetables and Tatsuya adding perhaps rude comments about whether they are quite a follower to such a macro sentiment.

Carbuncles flatten more and more from the supplied handkerchief, not to mention such rude people in their eyes. Still, an implicit understanding, or even a sip of an individual wouldn't storm another plate, might behave better than a human living in some slaughtered environment.

"So, are we going to stay for dinner?

"It's subtle to go around the investigation team, but we've managed to secure Alchem and Angelica's share. I can't change it."

"If you change things in this situation, that's what beam feeds you."

The biggest concern is the question of dinner. A true harp subtly restrains Mio, who eats fine for ten servings if curry, while showing a little relief in his answer to the macro about it.

"Nevertheless, if this even begins to have an indefinite biological nature, it's out perfectly."

"Exactly, let's not have that much degeneration happen right away. I think I've been here about a month."

"I don't get it, do I? This kind of anomaly, when it comes out on the table, it sets the price at once."

"Either way, if we can do it the same way as unicorns, we'll make it tomorrow or the day after, and as long as we don't move in between, we'll be fine."

"I hope so,"

True harp that can't hide anxiety from the optimistic opinions of the macro. In the end, thanks to this day's curry party, there will be no more obstruction from the carbuncle, and the cause of the anomaly itself will be completely eliminated for about two days of work, as Macho said.

"We'll have to wait until we get back."

"Right. So, Griffon goes back at once, too?

"If you do what Alanwen says right, don't do it."

"I hope so. So, I just thought, what was Griffon's anomaly like?

In response to that question of spring vegetables, the gaze of those involved concentrates on Tian. Take that gaze and explain the contents of the anomaly in Tian's hands somehow and unexpectedly.

"Griffon, right? Suddenly he said, 'You don't want to work!' I hear you're starting to scream, and you're starting to get rid of people who were worried and went to see how they were doing, by some pretty dangerous means that you said nails and braces."

"Griffon or even Neat..."

"Does Griffon apply to the definition of Neat...?

"Sister Chun, I don't think that's where I care..."

After all, it was Hiroshi who listened to the unusual anomalies as expected and had some deviant conversation with all sorts of difficulty reacting.

"Captain! No more!!

"What is the evacuation status of the people!?

"We have a third left!

"We'll buy time while we retreat!!

"Yes!!

Urban State Altastok on the north side of Waldis, in the mountains about fifty kilometres from the border. With a total population of about five thousand, this small country was in danger of annihilation at the hands of the King Prince Army of Waldis.

"You Waldis! They are rotten everywhere that they attack without good reason or a declaration of war!!

Driven by anger, the Knights of Altastok take advantage of local interests and obstacles to tailor the monsters of the Waldis army. Most of all, when it comes to the Knights of Altastok, the total is about a hundred. Only five of them are dedicated to defence and policing, including the head of the regiment, the majority of whom combine so-called civilians, and knights who are not exclusively, but not civilians, as farmers and hunters.

It is a preached urban state, and therefore cannot devote as many as a hundred human beings to knighthood. But on the contrary, it is possible for nearly half of the people to fight under the command of the Knights. The citizens and knights of Altastok are also much stronger than the private knights of lousy powers, often in peripheral urban states and rural areas.

But sad, the mindset is a small urban state. Gathering all the people together, this small country, which does not extend to the village of Ortem, was exposed to an overwhelming number of violence and was still falling.

"We're breaking down the gate!

"Anytime!!

A trick planted on the city wall in case it sucks. Altastok Knights to activate it at the most effective time. With the uniquely thoughtful goodness of a small nation, but also with the means to be hailed, the passage is completely blocked after a large number of Waldis troops.

Altastok cannot move forward without passing through the city on its terrain, where the north street is sandwiched by a cliff and the city itself is on a high platform. Nearly seventy percent of city walls are also natural cliffs, and if they break down the southern gates, the Waldis won't be able to get through easily.

Moreover, the city walls of Altastok, packed with the wisdom of its forefathers, have been designed in such a way that breaking down the gates will have no effect on defence. In the meantime, evacuate the royalty and the people to the city state Primstock, the alliance's opponent, and even the middle state and Gordonastan to the north, and ask them to help take back the land in consideration for the time they have earned and the information on what has happened. That was Altastok's survival strategy.

Whether it's Primstock or Goldnastan, if Altastok doesn't buy me time this way, I'll be ravaged by threats in no time, including Waldis. When population five thousand, which is also an incident/anomaly that would destroy a city with more than half the fighting power, both countries can suffer the kind of damage involved in the survival of the country.

As far as Primstock is concerned, it remains very much the same in size as Altastok. When Altastok perishes, he will undoubtedly perish with a lotus of trustees first. Therefore, these two countries and Gordonastan are actively accepting refugees as a community of destiny.

Again, if we buy some time here exactly, the royal family will call for reinforcements. That's what they thought. But......

"Captain, the wall!!

"Become!?

Along with the collapsed gate, the city walls are crushed in an instant. Seeing the sight, the Knights of Altastok understand that the Waldis army deliberately took their hands off to vanquish themselves from the beginning.

Something is thrown in front of them, more than one, so as to strike a chase.

"Hey what...!?

"... Huh!?

"... you're lying...?

thrown in. It belonged to the human head, no matter how he saw it, who also knew it well.

"Your Majesty...? Your Highness...?

Throwed in were the kings and princes of Altastok, and all other royalties and the necks of the guards. They all show that their expressions were distorted by fear, pain and remorse and were not the last of the usual.

And in Altastok's case, the fact that the royal family was all discussed leads to a truly fatal fact.

The royal family of Altastok will always be at the forefront of the evacuees during the events of this hand. Because I run first, not. To protect the people from frontal enemies as their strongest force of war, and to negotiate quickly with Primstock and Gordonastan.

The royal family was wiped out. The people who evacuated with us are probably all losing their lives.

At least, it is sandwiched by cliffs over a hundred meters high, near Primstock, because there is no such thing as a sidewalk.

"Captain, could..."

"Oh, that would be the thing, you bastard!!

Primstock has already fallen. As a result of having to make that determination, the captain lays down his weapon as he throws up rough.

In fact, the Altastok evacuees had been unilaterally ravaged by Waldis alien soldiers with resistance and overwhelming combat capabilities, who had been ambushed by Waldis troops jumping from the cliff. I was properly prepared for an ambush from above, but when a thousand alien soldiers were flying off a cliff and launching raids, it was pointless on their scale to prepare.

But no matter how monstrous the opponent is, I couldn't seem to imagine the Knights on this occasion doing so much in an insane way.

Most importantly, it will be only a matter of time before Primstock is ravaged, beyond the confirmation of the demise of Altastok. The order is just different, and the head of the regiment is not otherwise wrong.

"At least I'll take one of these guys on the road!!

"Yes!!

Thirty guardians of the Altastok Knights who simultaneously lost the Lord, who swore allegiance to the people to be defended. They use the trick, which is the last resort in the true sense, to take Waldis' alien soldiers three thousand on the road and vanish with the city of Altastok itself.

On this day when Honda resolved the anomaly of the herd of Carbuncle, about five thousand of the people of Altastok were eaten and killed by the anomalous soldiers of King Waldis' army.

Same time. Northwest Waldis border.

"Chi!

Not so impressive, that's what seemed like everywhere. There were a few men standing around against the alien.

"This monster again!!

"How the hell do you keep these guys!?

If you hadn't seen that move, you probably wouldn't have thought you were capable of fighting, mediocre and seemingly poor men. Such men were fighting a brilliant battle against a notoriously human alien opponent with a body beyond the Forest Giant.

That said, all I have in my hand are daggers and throwing knives. The sharpness is enough, but it seems a little too light to give a decisive beating, and I don't see the alien weakening.

"Use the big moves! I'm sorry, but follow me!

"Whoa!"

The rest of the men respond to the words of one of the men with a voice of temper. Anyway, in their case, the weapon is incompatible, and they can't pin this monster down unless someone uses a major move.

The rest of the members interfere with the movement of the monster with those hands so as to distract attention from the man who went into the stash of great moves. Surrounded by its very sticky jamming, the monster beats his first blow to the ground.

its decisive gap. A man who aims there and taps into the moves he was hoarding to be able to activate at any time. A special attack that emits vibrating waves from pierced cuttings and squeezes the interior with resonance, which is extremely effective except for golems and creatures whose contents are cavity. That works brilliantly, and the monster swells up and bursts.

To avoid exposure to that fluid, the man who unleashed the move is leaving when he pierces the dagger.

"... All right"

"This time, you did something."

The men sigh of relief as they make sure that the alien monster does not come back to life and wipe the monster's body fluids with an unnecessary cloth.

"No secret detective from any country returns at all..."

"I just didn't think you'd be so persistent..."

"I don't really want to think about what happened to my colleagues."

While leaving the scene early enough, the men are stupidly fed up with their mouths.

Yes. They were secret detectives from all over the country, sent to explore Waldis' insights.

"But if you get to the Rhodists, they won't set you up either."

"I hope so."

Darr's snitch reacts skeptically to the optimistically audible words of one of the snitches, the person sent in by Lauren. For the record, it was Dar's secret detective who earlier marked the monster with a major move.

"At least you won't get that monster all the way down here. Sooner or later I'm sure they'll set me up with Marcto, but nothing but a real fall, such as ramming that monster in Marcto's second largest city for the purpose of wiping out witnesses."

"Sure, yeah. The problem is that there is still a long way to go to that roadist..."

"That too, we'll figure it out soon. I don't even know what way you're doing it, but apparently the transfer and the jamming of communications are all the way to Agaza."

"Is that true?

"If I hadn't been misled in my detection, I'd be sure"

Farlane's secret detectives, which also make the faces of other nations shine in the words of men trained in special detection in the temple.

Think of it, the only reason they've survived so far is because there was this Farlane spy. If Farlane's secret detectives hadn't stopped them from trying to escape, they would probably have minced not being left alone the moment they first left the big city near the border they were infiltrating.

In that big city of Yankin, human food, with some exceptions, is planted with special parasites, and when you move more than a certain distance from the king's capital, Jayan, the parasites become massive all at once, a feather that bursts from the inside.

It was this Farlane spy who noticed the presence of that parasite and eradicated it by special means.

After that, he found obstruction with his own hands, eliminated it, and gave instructions to the detectives to overcome the difficulties, and anyway, Farlane's detectives are playing one of their out-of-head activities.

However, for that matter, he was probably unable to escape alone because he was inferior to other detectives in terms of combat capability. In that regard, he also fully acknowledges it.

One thing to add is that Farlane's secret detective spoke of Agaza, a small country that should also be known as Waldis' semi-dependant country. It is there and another, by passing through a small country called Reaga, that we finally arrive in Marcto.

"If even Agaza falls out, now is the time to use metastatic magic and transfer stones, right?

"Oh."

"Then we'll hurry that far!

"I feel bad enough, but I look like a customer"

Farlane's spy tells of the existence of something in his way, as he waters down Faure's spy temper. Apparently there is no idea of hiding and ambushing, etc., and the alien appears snug from the woods. Five of them.

"Hmm. That's the guy called Absolute Destiny."

"What if I'm saying something cheerful!?

"I'm sorry, but my big move is tough this time. I haven't recovered yet."

"Long-term battles are unfavourable, is that why? There you go."

And so on and whilst making weak noises, the snitches attack pale and alien with learned movements. Though the numbers have increased, what we do is the same as before. Only concentrate the attack as integral as possible and ensure that it is terminated.

I have smudged and understood in the last few days that I cannot escape where I have tried to escape.

"Anyway, first of all, the hell. It's a lot easier just to cut it down."

"I know that, but that's a pretty tough goal."

While judging all the alien attacks, the detectives concentrate their fateful attacks on the one thing that Faure's first detectives did damage to. It would take a lot of time if you didn't use a major move, but you have to reduce the number in order to use that major move. He lays a reluctant face on that dilemma, while even escaping and overlapping the attack.

Where such desperate adhesion persisted for about thirty minutes, Farlane's secret detectives utter even more desperate things.

"Someone, or something, is approaching us"

"What's the distance?

"I can't say for sure because of the presence of a disturbance factor in front of me, but about five hundred meters or so? Probably, but they can see us from the other side."

"Pretty bad, that's..."

Without loosening the hand of the attack, the snitches indulge in information from Farlane's snitches. It would be a dozen and eighty-nine hostile beings, such as the presence that comes into disruption in this situation. We can't deny the possibility of being on our side, but people with congratulatory head structures that make it count cannot survive as detectives.

When this happens, you better figure out a way to let one person escape Agaza somehow.

"Farlane's. Can't you shake these guys off and get away with it?

"Well, what do you think? Given what's been going on, even if we manage to escape here, we'll encounter it again anyway on our way to Agaza. Then I can't do anything by myself."

"... I bet you do"

In Farlane's callous, rather ruthless words, this spreads a sense of stuffing among the scouts. Still not self-inflicted, calmly trying to tail the opponent, or looking at gaps and trying to run away, would be proof that they are skilled.

To them like that, fate was reaching out for salvation.

"I don't know who it is, but I'll help you with the machete!

At the same time as that word of a young man, an intact alien is united and his arm is slashed off.

"I don't know who it is, but it helped!

"Whatever, we have a heart too. Besides, they're our enemies!

Along with that word, a group of about twenty people, who would probably be formally trained, will tailor the anomaly in a brilliant move.

Their intrusion wiped out the anomalies of the five bodies in just a few minutes.

"Really, thank you"

"As I said earlier, we also have a lower heart. Besides, they are also the enemy of our people."

The scouts thank a group of people who have broken in, perhaps knights have collapsed, or are believed to be mutilated.

"I'm sorry to say thank you for your help, but could you please share the food? I was able to procure only the least amount of weapons along the way, but unfortunately I didn't get a lot more food."

"Oh, I don't mind. Even so, we can't afford that much either, so we can't say enough..."

"As much as you can share, thank you. And one more thing. Sounds like a thick wish, but if we're going to Marcto, will you let us accompany him?

"Exactly. I can't do that without you telling me who you are."

"Excuse me for this. We are the remnants of one of the factions that flagged the third princess of Waldis. I am not willing to ask for power or anything now, but at least I want to put a little stop to the outburst of my country. In order to do this, one of us has to survive to reach Marcto."

If that's the case, this wreck is a more important group than I thought. So, the snitches face to face without being able to determine the veracity.

Breaking that air was once again a Farlane spy.

"They're not lying. You'll have no problem with me accompanying you."

"Is that true?

"Oh. Because I'm not caught up in the magic of lying discovery."

"... why do you, the man of Farlane, remember the magic that was discovered in the realm of my Dar, which is also worn only by a very small part of Dar's people?

"With the generosity of Her Majesty the Queen, we have also been allowed to train a number of Farlane and Faure humans in the presence of the people of the earth. That's when they taught me."

Followed by the Temple of Alfemina, Farlane's secret detective exposes once again his extraordinary background. Apparently, he's a big shot for a long time, considering his strength and background outside of combat.

"... Found a lie? You have that kind of magic?

"It's magic that a people called the people of the earth have, living beneath the scorching desert of Dar. As he said in Dar, it's magic that can only be used in a small part because of its importance and the difficulty of handling it."

"Difficult to handle, huh? It's not always good to know you're not lying when you scrutinize information."

Snorting at Farlane's secret detective words, the secret detectives began to imagine exactly who he was. But if that's correct, it's enough to run and stretch to the Rhodists before checking.

"Well, I don't care about the details. In the meantime, if what you just said is true, I'd rather have it accompanied."

"Well, that would be appreciated"

Because of the fatigue accumulated so far, the secret detectives decided to embrace the remnants of the Third Princess while having a conversation where all they could say was that their identity was lost.

The status quo of Waldis wrapped up in a secret veil until now. The time had finally come for it to pass on to the outside world.

"Father, may I have a moment?

The day before Honda removed the cause of the carbuncle aberration. Aeris came abruptly to the kings who were discussing against Waldis at the Azma Workshop.

"I'm in the middle of an important meeting right now..."

"If it's a meeting to deal with Waldis, my business isn't irrelevant either"

"Right..."

He interacts with his daughter like that at the entrance to the Japanese room and turns his gaze to the other kings where King Farlane is indoors. Representing the other kings who were receiving that gaze and listening to the interaction, King Faure opens his mouth.

"The princess is going out of her way to interrupt this meeting. Is it either that urgent or something we should talk to you about in person?

"Yes, when Waldis has moved his army, it's a story we really need."

"If so, there is no reason to reject our princess."

To King Faure's words, Aeris bows his head small. King Farlane nodding to King Faure's words and allowing Aeris to enter.

"So, what can I do for you?

"We're talking about the armies that Waldis would use to invade, and the equipment that he would need when he's relative to it."

"Hmm. More"

"Yes. Yesterday morning, in a communication from Master Hiroshi and an announcement from Master Alfemina, Waldis told us about the special monsters he uses. The monster said that although the combat capability itself cannot be extremely low and threatening, it is likely that just watching will erode the spirit and eventually be taken away.

The fact that the story came to me is probably irresistible in the ordinary army. That's what I decided, and yesterday I prototyped what could be a countermeasure at the temple. But the temple is basically, not an organization to fight. Also, I can't judge how many I have to make.

So after looking at the prototype, I'd like you to tell me what you need to change, and on top of that, I'd like you to show me the minimum number you'll need. "

That being said, the gaze of kings of nations nails the medal Aeris took out.

As for the shape, it's really simple, and it's just strapped to a normally small circular plate. If you look at where all ten or so discs are roughly shaped and sized, the condition of the surface, etc., it's probably just something that was cast out in cast and stranded intact.

For the record, a blacksmith also exists in the temple to create a little talisman and a tool for junctional tearing. Even so, we have not done so much advanced work with regard to forging, and the main work carried out is casting work such as this one. Make it a talisman, make it a tool for junctions, because most of them are disposable consumables, so you can't exactly forge them.

Advanced metals like Mithril can't be handled equipmentally or technically, but instead it can be a woven fabric called the Temple of this world that has amazing proprietary technology that makes and casts special formulations of metals that even a macro doesn't know about.

"Hmm, just a prototype, bye."

"Yes, we brought it in with the condition that we need to make a number, so we just need to function"

"It's no big deal to say you're gonna get it."

"I'm sorry, that's what happens."

The kings laugh bitterly at Aeris' honest response. Since the temple is not a for-profit organization in the first place, having special technology cannot be a big deal in terms of productivity or otherwise. The number can also be made about the same talisman and holy water that Aeris prepared this time.

It is not possible to request such an unscrupulous change of specification from such a temple.

"For now, I'm not willing to ask you to make a splendid shape of what you need to make a number of, etc., but can you at least do something about the surface? Let's do things differently."

"For once, the polishing work was planned to be done. However, unfortunately that number was the limit when the decision to process formulas and blessings took time and we got there in time for today's meeting."

"Hmm, I see. So, how long can you do the polishing work and make it?

"Turn all the talisman production over there, and the technician produces everything but meal and sleep time, and it's hard to get a thousand a day."

King Farlane gives a reluctant face to the answer.

"Turn it all around, a thousand,"

"I'm sorry, but this is the limit in the Temple of Alfemina"

"No, I have no choice about that. Rather, the problem is that if you turn all the production capacity around until you have the required quantity, you will have problems with the stock of regular talismans..."

"Right. Given the current usage, it would be a week."

"A week, huh? Seven thousand I could make. That's a subtle place..."

To the very subtle number of seven thousand, King Farlane with his head. After much thought, we twist out a compromise proposal.

"So how about every other day, or in the form of making a three-day medal to produce a two-day regular talisman?

"If that's the case, you might be able to handle it somewhat by creating a week that mixes medal-only weeks with the production of talismans every week. However, whatever the funeral is for a while, there will be no room for a wedding..."

"I don't have a choice there. Probably not anymore."

King Farlane affirms that he has no problem with Aeris' seemingly sorry words. In fact, the only weddings that are likely to involve the problem, the temple, are those of Elaine and Julius as they stand. Those of you still have a detailed schedule to schedule, and it will probably be next year as soon as possible. Otherwise, this time, we are still likely to be ahead of us at a stage when we are struggling to find a daughter-in-law or son-in-law whose age is commensurate.

Either way, if Waldis storms out in earnest, it won't be the same story, and it's an implicit understanding that it's a matter of time. When you interrupt the wedding with your own eyes, you only need to be able to see it with your white eyes.

Rather, it may be said that even funerals take place in the Minutes Hall rather than in the Main Hall, which is now the noble nobility that remains in Farlane. Aeris' concerns would be worrying.

"Can't you make that medal, in the temple of another god?

"According to Alfemina-sama's story, space-time attributes seem to be important to enhance resistance, so perhaps even if we make them in other temples, they will either be ineffective enough or terribly heavy production costs," he said. If at least Zanafel-sama's temple is functioning, we can create something with the same degree of productivity and the same effect... "

Aeris answers King Lauren's question, unfortunately indeed. Honestly, too many portions would be required to do it alone in the Temple of Alfemina. Too many, but it's hard to swing to other temples.

"Based on what I said, I'd like you to tell me the minimum you need to compromise."

"That's right. It depends on when Waldis moves and on what scale, but even if we think about stopping and buying time, we probably need 10,000."

"Uhm. If I may say so in my mind, it must still not arrive at the minimum necessary."

"But when it comes to 20,000, there's absolutely not enough time this time. I won't have to say after I have all the minimum number I need, etc., I'll just have to make it as much as I can in time first and provide it to Marcto in turn"

King Faure hits the bill of Queen Dar with a negative opinion, and King Lauren presents a drop point as a compromise.

Nobody gives the opinion that we should focus on medals because we will be producing talismans on our shoulders. Regardless of the general purpose items, the kings know very well that there are quite a few things that can't be made precisely, which are only made in each temple, and that it is largely around there that they will be missing.

Perhaps even with regard to the dates offered by Aeris, it would be a story on the assumption that they would be offered generic items by the temples of other countries. After guessing it, the kings still refuse to say 10,000 is not enough.

"In the meantime, we have to figure out how to increase production while we squeeze in."

"Perhaps I can make more if I don't get my hands on what I pull out of the template and just finish it to function as it is, but I can't ignore the practical problems just as it is. We need to think shorter elsewhere about the increased polishing process."

"But this is a simple cast everywhere. I assure you that casting is one of the specialties of Nong et al., but at best there is only enough to increase the number of furnaces and polishers, but there is no means to increase production dramatically. Sekiyama said it would increase the working speed, and it would be a little faster to pull out of the template. The time to melt iron and the time to cool and solidify is so much shorter."

"And because it can't be polished if it's not cold, it takes a brake on production. Why don't you get it delivered in this condition and polish it here?

"Is that means possible?

To King Lauren's suggestion, Aerys shakes his head small and sideways. In this case, the reality is that if you polish it, it loses function, not becomes strong enough not to get one scratch in a person's hand at the time of finishing in the first place.

"... Isn't it the quickest way to talk to the workshop owner about that?

"Right. Aeris, do you want to know when Hiroshi will be back here?

"They'll be back once they've solved the cause of the carbuncle anomaly, for now."

"Right. Then I'll ask you to consult me."

If you want to make things, talk to Macro. Kings of countries who decide that no matter how much wisdom they squeeze, once again increase the number of round-throw cases to the Azma Workshop.

Most only this time, Aeris is on his own, at least until he mass-produces the product, and he only talks about how to increase its production, so it's somewhat better than the cases he's relied on from one to ten years ago.

"We talked all the way to the production method at once, but I was so annoyed, there's one other thing that bothers me."

"What is it?

"This medal, is it bad if it's not a string to lower it off your neck?

"No."

"So you also need to make something for lowering from your neck, in the Temple of Alfemina?

"The only thing that needs to be made in the Temple of Alfemina from start to finish is the main body. As for the strings, after they were finished, we just made a match."

"Right. Now, if it is possible to change the mould, I would ask you to make this hole a little bigger. It's too unreliable and anxious for that string, so I want to change it to a chain. As for the chains, you can use the thin, sturdy ones for the ornaments that we make in our country."

Aeris nodding small to King Faure's request. Larger holes through the strings are not a big hassle, and Faure specializes in thin, sturdy chains for ornaments.

"In the meantime, the basic specifications have been determined. Until Hiroshi returns, follow the policy set here and make as much as you can after modifying the part to be modified. Sprinkle the cost out of the alliance."

"Yes, sir."

"If there is anything that is likely to be missing in the ingredients, the concubines will prepare via here. The cost naturally comes from the cost of the alliance. Don't hesitate to order more and more princess witches."

"Thank you. Now if you'll excuse me."

Decide on the immediate policy and what to decide, and Aeris exits for work. After dropping it off, King Lauren opens his mouth.

"Now, King Farlane. I need to ask you something."

"As for the Macro report, it was last night that I received it. Truth be told, I didn't know what the report was about until I spoke to Aeris on this occasion."

"I see. How many people in your country know about the matter?

"A central human being, including Rayot, just glanced at the report as a whole. Consideration of the details was scheduled after this meeting, but unfortunately I jumped over here yesterday and didn't have time to calm down and look at the paperwork"

"Right. I can't just relax about things. I'm sorry, but you have to turn that report over to us as soon as you can."

"Arrangements have already been made. Perhaps by the time this meeting opens, we will be ready."

King Lauren snorts one at King Farlane's words and decides to return to the first agenda. Even so, there was a steady progress in the political arena.