Fushi no Kami: Rebuilding Civilization Starts With a Village

The Sakura Border Territories also decided on the basic policy and made preparations day by day.

This is how the footsteps of war sound.

However, there are things to do before a full-scale war begins.

Diplomatic persuasion "Don't do anything stupid" and diplomatic intimidation "Hit until you cry if you don't stop."

After all, they are civilized people, so they don't start beating each other without even greeting them.

Especially as a barbarian pretending to be a civilized man, I am a clean civilized man.

After all the preparations and the money, I really think that if we can still avoid the war from now on, we will never go beyond that.

But I don't really think we can avoid the war. Look, that's the savage over there.

Me and Micah went to greet the barbarians as civilized representatives. Of course I don't like it.

I'm sure they'll have an uncomfortable time, laughing at each other, and taking the ten knights of the guard into the territorial capital of Viscount Yasoga.

My escort diplomat, Micah and I, can also fight, so we can change to scouting units as quickly as we can.

You'll be guided through the city streets of the capital, where you can see the depressed economic situation of the Vicomte de Yasoga, and to the rugged administration hall, which is splendid but poorly maintained.

Did Marquis d 'Atara teach you a certain civilized response, and Count Yasoga welcomed me and Micah into the reception room.

It was a bad relationship just before the war, so they left each other armed with escorts, but me and Micah, who served as diplomats, are disarming. If anything happens, the guards will give you a spare sword.

"Long time no see, Countess Yasoga. It's a pleasure to see you again."

The owner of this hall, who is flirting in the upper seat, had the impression that it had become rounder than before. It's not a spiritual expression, it's a physical expression.

In this situation, it is unlikely that we can expect a hot episode of reforming the defeat of the duel.

"Hmm, you're still a knight. Lucky kid."

"Yes, thanks to you, I've earned points by defeating the other lords. Thank you for taking care of that passage."

I came early with a linguistic blow to the reunion, so I will respond with a linguistic foot.

Apparently, he doesn't intend to have a decent diplomatic conversation. A barbarian, after all.

The smile of my neighbor becomes even more glamorous for barbaric intercultural communication.

"Suddenly you have an original greeting, my lord. If they replace you suddenly, you'll change your manners."

Translating Mayka's words nowadays makes the pig who unjustly took the lord's seat less polite and less nuanced.

There was a lot going on with Vicomte Yasoga, and since he sold me a fight from the beginning, it seems like Micah would try her best to buy a fight.

"There's no need for a respectful word against a peasant kid or a girl who's happy to be her son-in-law."

"That's a novel view, my lord. May I speak to the Grand Priest and Her Royal Highness next time?

Gracefully, Micah laughs with her hands around her mouth.

The appeal of diplomacy is that the kids and daughters you make fools of are enough to laugh at the top of the crowd in King's Landing.

Count Yasoga, who wasn't even able to attend the party to catch up with Marquis d 'Atara, will regret it.

"The little girl! You think I'd be so frightened to be this Vicomte Yasoga with the help of others!

"Well, that's a misunderstanding. I don't need a swing of my sword to talk to you. Even a jewel-like sword."

I agree with the view that there is no need to intimidate someone who can physically kill with bare hands.

Even civilized people get peace of mind with their arms. However, I miss the expression "jewel-like sword". Vicomte Yasoga also had a convincing red face for cursing that he didn't even need a defective sword for the ravens.

Well, that's the extent of the chat.

Since I am barren enough to go out with vocabularies like the children of Countess Yasoga any longer, I proceed.

Viscount Yasoga looks very dissatisfied, but I think it is you who will be ashamed to continue like this.

"Madam President, on behalf of the Sakura Border Territories, We cannot afford any more of the repeated unlawful acts from the territory of Viscount Yasoga. Stop this illegal activity as soon as possible and ask for a full apology."

"How rude! If you're going to make an apology, you're going to have to! I know you are abducting innocent people from my territory!

It seems to describe the refugees who abandoned their homes and fled for their lives in neighboring territories with no living foundation, as in the case of Viscount Yasoga.

I sigh and check in a non-etiquette, plain language.

Are you sure? You can't go back any further. As you may know, when we fight, a herd of monsters may break in. "

Why should I tell such a thing to an older person?

Because I'm still a civilized man and a barbarian.

And he was still a barbarian.

The Vicomte de Yasoga seems to have taken my concerns lightly and stretches his chest to rush out his slutty stomach.

"Hmm! I'm not afraid of monsters, neither am I! This is your last chance!

Ah, I knew it didn't make sense - and the murky gaze of Viscount Yasoga turned towards Micah as I was silently devoting my wasted resources and effort.

"If you want to apologize now, you need to behave accordingly. Come on, little girl. Are you prepared to sacrifice yourself for the people if you draw the blood of the nobles, too?

The part of his mouth that governed my warmth burst into flames and anger exploded.

Nevertheless, I am a civilized man. Unlike the barbarians, I don't yell or swing my sword just because I'm angry. It was enough to make a careless noise to block the words.

When I hit my fist lightly - very lightly, one in ten thousandth of my total fury weight - on the wooden table in front of me, a louder shattering sound sounded than I thought.

"Oh, excuse me. I coughed a little."

Still, this table is quite soft.

Ha, I just touched it lightly, but it broke.

"So, what did you just say?

Say it again. Next, I'll break your five bodies like this table.

Asked with a full-faced smile that mobilized the expression muscles of anger, Vicomte Yasoga silenced with a chicken-like face with a tight throat.

Hmm? What's wrong? Until now, it was a very unpleasant mouth to go around with.

Perhaps I was nervous about this meeting dealing with a serious matter. At this time, if you talk too much from me, they will say that you interfere in internal affairs, so I turn my attention to Yasoga's guard knight.

Hey, you guys over there, my husband looks sick. Don't you have to worry about it?

The two bodyguards, who had my eyes full of care, silenced with their pale faces as if they had sucked all the blood out of their bodies.

I see. If it's your husband, you don't have to worry about anything like that. That's a reliable thing.

I stare at a trustworthy man from my men.

The next time you say something bad, you stare at it with a plan of how to take it down.

I carefully stare at you trying to inflict as much pain as possible.

Soon, when I heard the noise, the outside of the room became noisy, but I kept staring and gave him a last chance.

"Apologize"

With a focus on my disrespect for Mayka, I demand an apology for all that exists, from the harassment of Sakura Border Territories to my current breathing.

If you can't even do such a simple thing, that's fine.

Let's go to war.

I look forward to seeing your face in a state of war. Carelessly, your lips will hang.

"Oh, Bo...."

It was bubbles that came out of the mouth of the Count of Yasoga while the meat was crushed. Also, the customer's eyes are turned white on her mouth.

"Oh, I thought it was a pig... oh, no, excuse me. Looks like you're not feeling well."

Then this is unlikely to be a discussion. Either way, if the results don't come out, it will be a feather to stay long.

Damn, that stinks. I wonder if anyone can negotiate on behalf of me.

"Now... leave this alone, and there are others in Vladimir Yasoga's realm who are willing to go to war..."

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I was called.

What? I don't know.

But something called me.

I look at the source as if I had been shot.

That's the direction of the big forest beyond the window, with the Dragon Naruto Mountains.

There is no sound, no light, no shadow, no shape from the direction where the trail should have gone untouched, but there is definitely some signal calling out to me.

There is no aura or aura, and I remember this signal that the brain perceives directly.

When I first met a werewolf, when I fought Trent, they came with this feeling.

"Coming."

Beyond your gaze, the alarm sounds.

That's not the usual way to ring. It is not so much a tone of danger as a scream at the end.

My mysterious senses also support the hunch of hearing. The number or scale of signals is unprecedented.

"Micah, ladies and gentlemen, this is the end of the negotiations. I'll do my best to get back to the fortress."

"If the bell rings like that, you can't tell me what to do or what to summarize here."

You must have felt the seriousness of the situation on your skin. Micah turns her foot outside quickly, ignoring the flipped person of each negotiation.

"Yes, yes! Sakura, gather! Ah, get me and Ash's weapon, yeah, thanks."

We gathered the guards who were waiting outside the building and recovered the equipment we had left behind.

The Viscount Yasoga is in great chaos. Well, after the meeting, I think it would be awesome if we could treat it properly, such as if the main person was spraying bubbles and imitating frogs.

After all, since I don't hate everything about Viscount Yasoga, while Mayka was preparing us all together, I gave some advice to the Yasoga people.

You know what they say when people try to go to war?

And the alarm will sound in the direction of the Dragon Naruto Mountains, the largest garrison of monsters, and you will be able to predict what is happening.

What, a pig like Count Yasoga plays with frogs there, but he's never been here since he was just playing in King's Landing. Quiet is easier to move, isn't it?

Now, let's move as fast as we can.

Oh, wait a minute. If you want to escape, I suggest the Sacramento perimeter.

I told people in various capacities, such as civilians, military officers, and servants who wanted to pass.

The ratio of servants increased because they nodded enthusiastically and went to reward the surroundings.

Higher-ranking people, such as civilians and military officers, did not have the point of conveying information by speaking out against us or ignoring us in the first place.

After all, it's unlikely that decent people will grow up under pigs.

While acquiring insights that seem to be of little applicability, we are aiming for the south gate of the city.

I tried to avoid the West Gate, where the alarm was rampant, but it might not have made much sense.

A fierce roar that suppresses the rising scream.

If you're a warrior living in Sakura, you'll never miss a monster's roar.

"I wonder why they're all of a sudden inside..."

Micah groaned and one of the guards smiled bitterly.

"I wonder if the quality of the gatekeeper is bad. The guards were always in contact when they entered, and the superiors and the knights couldn't be found near the gate."

"Hmm, too incompetent."

With a sigh, Micah draws out her love sword and gives instructions.

"At a minimum, fight in self-defence. The citizens here are pathetic, but we can't handle them. Our mission is not to protect the Yasoga people, but to protect the Sakura people."

Micah blamed herself for directing against the general human conscience in the following words:

"Abandoning all but your allies and returning to Sakura alive. That's what I'm ordering in the name of Amanobe Saccura."

The knights of the guards who replied to the acknowledgement would have been deeply grateful for the ability of the blood of their Lord. You're so cute.

You can see the thick beast in front of the south gate on the street and the red patterns that it eats.

"Hey, not one or two heads."

When the knight of the guard leaked in a stupid manner, the knight next to him immediately raised his mouth and said back.

"What are you talking about now? Didn't your father or your mother tell you that if you were fighting, a herd of monsters would come?

"My neighbor's sister arbitrated when I was fighting with my brother. You know I'm weak on older beauties, right?

"You haven't heard the sermon stretching under your nose since you were a kid?

We stormed through the gates occupied by the werewolves with a sound laugh.

Even though the werewolf has eaten away, the werewolf does not eat humans.

It may bite and tear, but it will not swallow and digest. The remains of a man defeated by a werewolf tell the story.

So is Trent, but then I don't know why he attacked people.

I don't know, but the wolf, who doesn't eat humans anyway, didn't mean he was obsessed with eating, but he immediately took a combat stance when he perceived us approaching.

"Lots! We're going through this all at once!

Micah immediately looks at the number of werewolves in the square in front of the gate.

The first mica is the target of the werewolf, and three claws are shaken.

It was a horrible sight.

A vicious substitute with five daggers lined up attacked me with a lot of centrifugal force, like a log. The wind pressure alone is likely to tear it apart.

That special herd,

Yoo-hoo

With a soft voice, Micah slips through lightly. It's also a bonus that knocks one arm at a time and breaks the werewolf's posture.

No matter how special the stiffness, it is not the number of things such as large swings that can see the preliminary operation.

The mystery of not saying so greatly helped the following knights. The first three were almost ready.

In addition, two, three, and three people and wolves continue to attack, but the movement that relies only on the strength of the hand without coordination is no match for Micah, the head hunting princess.

If we defeat this, we will struggle with the unique defenses and vitality of the werewolf, and if we are surrounded, it will be dangerous, but it seems like we can afford to just pass by.

Even if I focused on defense, I almost died.

"All right, keep walking through the gates!

Above Micah, a moment of shadow. Micah avoided the object that fell from above the gate, the body of the guard who lost it from his neck, by throwing herself aside.

I would like to call it the brilliant reflex nerve that succeeded in evading in an instant, but that blunts Micah's feet.

Now that more than a dozen wolves have been dodged from behind, peeking into vicious fangs, it is a deadly time loss.

"Keep going, please."

When I gave orders to the guards on behalf of Micah, they were convinced and complained, and two types of expressions appeared on their faces.

Convinced that my fiancée would do so if she were in danger.

They complain that they have to abandon it.

I responded slightly dressed for both.

"For the first time in a while, I'll show you what it looks like to be a feral bird."

Push your feet against the ground, flip over, and watch Micah move as you rush back.

Even if she ran away now, she was caught and attacked from her back, and she decided to judge her enemies once.

It's not a bad decision.

As I showed you earlier, with Micah's power, it's possible to make a man and a wolf.

However, if more than a dozen bodies appear one after the other, it is more difficult than to keep judging. Continuing to defend is likely to defeat the limitless health of werewolves.

Even I lost one-on-one like that.

Micah scratches the claws of the wolf who came first. Passing by, Micah's sword scattered sparks. I slashed a werewolf's neck like a slipper.

If the opponent is a human, it may have been a sufficient wound if it was about the size of a bear, but a human wolf with more defense than a human wearing full-body metal armor does not have a scratch.

Micah's mouth is distorted. However, her swordsmanship is undisturbed and there is no delay in her foot judgment.

More than a dozen werewolves attacked and were surrounded in cool motion.

"Hmm... wolves are wolves too. You're good at siege... what about there, Ash?

"Each attack is awkward, but the overall movement seems to be manageable. It must still be a herd."

Before the siege was completed, I fought behind Micah's back to share the results of my examination of the countless battle records left in the territorial capital.

"That's right. It's hard to be surrounded by boulders at this distance. And then, it didn't work at all, so I was surprised."

"The inside of eyes and mouth is soft, but the part with fur is not good. Also, please be careful, even if you stab me in the eye, mouth and brain, I won't kill you right away."

"Hmm, there's only so much that Ash gets hurt. It's really embarrassing."

Besides, there are more than ten of them this time. To put it simply, it's utterly lifeless.

But I know. Eyelashes work well for them too.

"Micah, when you signal, close your eyes and ears."

"Oh? Is that it?

Driftstone and Micah smile.

Due to the character of Countess Yasoga, I thought there would be a raid after the declaration of war, so I didn't expect the flash grenade to be useful in this way.

Moreover, this is the latest type of detonator that uses mercuric thunder acid as a detonator and does not require ignition work.

Watching the werewolves move, I put my hand on the safety pins--

"Don't move there, brother."

Someone's will that resonates directly into the brain.

It sounded clearer and clearer than it was in the Battle of Trent, and it came in the form of a dragon shortly after.

At the same time, the five bodies.

While crushing each wolf from above.

"You don't know where to start with the boulder."

I had my first experience in an emergency and it was an anomaly.

My judgment ability as a man of common sense is full.

They talk to me in my brain to help me think like that.

"My brother, I apologize for my late arrival."

"My brother, this is my place."

"Take a man, my brother."

"My brothers, this compatriot will never stop."

"My brother, this fellow man wants to sleep by the hand of his brother."

The dragons of the five bodies sound like each other's voices, and all the voices that feel the same are told together.

"My brother, my mission as a protector and regenerator."

Wait, wait, wait.

I wonder if suddenly you can push such a serious secret at once in such an emergency.

Without really knowing what was going on, I pulled Micah's hand and ran out.

Micah was nervous as she passed by the dragon, but the dragons did not glance.

Instead, they growl at the wolves who are going after us, knock on their arms, and push them with their tails to help us.

"Oh, oh? Ash, a dragon... is it the kind of monster that helps humans?

No way, I look back and recall the information of the destruction record rather than the battle record.

Most of the late ancient civilizations were destroyed by dragons, and the dragons were the first to fly when mankind tried to war.

"The dragon is the most powerful enemy of mankind."

At least that's what I know about the records.

Helping people, not to mention having some kind of communication with people, was not part of the story.

"Your mission as a regenerator....."

I've heard it for the first time, but strangely familiar words calm down in my body like flames.

It's as if we've recovered what was there from the beginning.

I knew it. And I forgot that.

But what the hell is that?

On that day, the territorial capital of Vicomte Yasoga was destroyed by the assault of wolves and dragons.