We gathered at the Elder's house and were seated in the hall where yesterday's feast was held.

The four of us on the spot and about ten other representatives of the elves inside, including Lephania, her mother, Finola, and other elders.

Everyone on the spot was having a meeting about a raid story by the Orc Corps brought by Finola.

By the way, the settlement where Finola, Lephania's mother, was staying, is one of the largest elf settlements in this neighborhood, and the population is about four times the size of this elf settlement that we currently have -- or over three hundred people.

And Finola is said to be one of the best elf warriors in that settlement, well above Lephania in both sword arms and magic arms.

It should be noted that we are not in a position to be a party to this matter, but to take a step back.

Mixed with the conversation is the idea that joining the fight as a mercenary is not a rush if there is a request from the other party and an offer of adequate reward.

But you know it or not, Satsuki was an active participant in the Elves' discussion.

"But if it's about a hundred oaks, Will can do something about it, right? Is it a fireball (fireball) or a lightning bolt? If you put together some magic around there and bust it."

Satsuki's statement gathered the sights of the elves on me.

Now how did you answer?

We should not be more humble than we need to be in order to sell ourselves high as mercenaries, but we should also not give them exorbitant expectations.

... Well, it's best to be honest with my own views.

With that in mind, I decided to explain to the elves the perspective I had on the matter.

"I'm talking about how my magic can wipe out more than a hundred orcs - there's a part of them that depends on how they get out, but given that they're a dominant army led by oak emperors, you should see that it's not going to be that easy first. Consider the enemy not to be an idiot and think he should act"

When I answered that, the scene swung.

Lefania asks me questions with a surprise look on her face.

"... on the other hand, depending on how they come out, you can do it all by yourself, right?

"Right. This may not be possible without the opponent hitting the opponent's counter-technic against the split over the course of days and each destruction tactic. But it's not a very realistic story, and in that case, 'quality' is more likely to be a problem than enemy 'numbers'"

I answer that to Lephania, while I take the paper and pen out of the side luggage, and the ink out of it.

And when the removed paper was placed on the slab floor, a large pyramidal triangle was drawn there and presented so that it was visible to everyone in the car seat.

"I will first explain the general composition of the forces led by Oak Emperor. This is what is described in some reliable monster research paper, but it is said that the army of subracial (demi-human) -type monsters, led by the Emperor class, will normally consist of a pyramidal regiment. When it's the army of oaks this time, the first to be located at the top is the oak emperor. What the hell is this?"

That's what I say, take a small space at the top of the square triangle and describe it as an oak emperor, the whole thing.

Then add an oakload, a triplet, and a description to the space below it.

"Below the emperor class is usually followed by a load class of about three bodies. And it is assumed that there are about nine generals underneath it, about twenty-seven leaders and mages underneath it, and about eighty common species of oak at the bottom. In short, as we go downstairs, the numbers increase triple or triple the number of games."

I fill in the rest of the pyramid structure as I divide it with horizontal lines.

Next to the general oak at the bottom, fill in the rank "F".

"In terms of monster rank, the common species of oak is F-rank. And every time one hierarchy goes up from here, you just have to assume that the Monster Rank goes up one step. That is, Oak Mage or Oak Leader is ranked E, Oak General is ranked D, Oak Road is ranked C, and Oak Emperor is ranked B."

I ended up filling out the monster rank, and I ended up filling in the rank of Oak Emperor as "B."

Then lower the pen just one step down, circle the "C" next to Oak Road, and gaze at Satsuki and Lefania.

"I suspect Lefania has had the opportunity to see Satsuki's strength, but the current Satsuki's strength will probably be in a position of almost reciprocity with this oak road. In other words, the enemy has about three Satsuki classes."

From there, I move the pen one step upstairs, pointing again to the oak emperor.

And let me make an expression about the strength of the oak emperor that can only be passed on to three people: Satsuki, Mi, and Cyril.

"This oak emperor will probably be about as strong as Eileen and each other. And naturally, I have a lot of resistance and vitality to magic, so my magic doesn't mean I'm going to take a hit."

"Liar...... right......? Oak is that strong... ─ ─ So, during this time, is Will the lightning bolt? Which one of you defeated him with that spell? That was definitely a superior species."

That's what Satsuki asked me, and I point to the second hierarchy with a pen from under the pyramid.

"They think that's oak mage and oak reader. By the way, I guess I should say I was lucky enough to destroy that one along with a thunderbolt (lightning bolt) blow. Probably my current magic, I'd divulge it once every three times. And if you divulge that hand attack spell long enough to reach you, there's a good chance I'll be turned into a meatloaf in time for the next spell."

"Are you serious..."

Satsuki leaks bitter words.

Of course, the unspeakable meat chunks would have been my story if I had been alone, and if Satsuki and others would have stood in between, I would have gained some more respite from exercising the spell.

But even that satsuki can't be more optimistic in that regard than seeing each other, or even the existence of more enemies, almost certain.

The air of the venue is engulfed in a harsh atmosphere.

It was Cyril's statement that broke that silence.