Another Side
One of my men rushed in under Count Guerrera, who was in one of the old castles' rooms.
"Dear Barbatos!
"What's all this noise?"
Count Guerrera, who raised his face from the desk for clerical use, looked at his men annoyingly.
"Are the warehouse supplies - to be transferred somewhere?
"Warehouse supplies?
When it comes to supplies, large quantities of food and weapons.
They were all objects secretly gathered from various places in preparation for the collapse of the ferrind.
"I don't transfer. It's not time to use it yet."
It was when I inked the blade pen and tried to sign the paperwork.
"The soldiers are trying to take the supplies out of the warehouse."
"What?"
"The same thing is happening not only in this town, but in other towns - I was wondering if it was the instructions of Master Barbatos"
"That's not true! Make it stop!"
"Ha!"
That said, my men left the room in a great panic.
"Soldiers on their own...?
If so, what do we do with it?
I saved it in the warehouse. It is difficult to transfer overnight.
Count Guerrera looks out the window. It was just when I saw one of several warehouses.
From inside the warehouse, slight particles of magic appeared with a light green colour.
"Hey, what's happening -?"
I let my men go to stop me, but it wouldn't be one or two of them doing something unsolicited.
Ringing the bell at hand, one man appeared softly behind him.
"I'll lead my men to see how it goes. I will solemnly cleanse myself......! I need an escort."
The man, who nodded small, disappeared without sound.
◆ Lila ◆
"Master Lyrila, here, here. This is the last place."
"Let's draw the line, Roger."
"Yes! Please"
Lyla and Roger came to the warehouse on the map I got from Loran.
"Damn, that guy's a rough messenger too"
"But I don't feel bad about being relied on by a guy who doesn't do much favors."
"Master Lyrila spoils it, so he's on track."
"Well don't say that. Some of what the concubines are trying to do secretly and some of what they suffer."
That's right, but Roger, embarrassed, says dissatisfied.
"You were the only one who could use a" gate "to make a massive move."
The other day, when I thought I was back, Loran suddenly asked me that.
"Uhm. It's just the concubine. Anything that enters the formation can be moved. '
'Hey, Ningen. What are you going to let Lady Lyrila do?
Roger asked suspiciously.
"Ten Thousand People Take Massive Food, Enough To Eat For Nearly Six Months"
I said if I wondered what I was going to do, I would send food and weapons to the Principality of Badenhark at the same time.
"Draw me a huge" gate "formation by the warehouse I designated. That's all I need. Roger Sandsong, you will be Lila's escort during that time."
Upon being heard of it, Lyla was preparing for today by taking the magic paint from the enchantment world, which she said was the perfect way to draw a magic formation.
"But... no one's coming to stop you..."
"It's a good thing"
There are no people near the warehouse and no one is likely to come.
In the meantime, Lila gradually draws a giant magic formation.
"Being deprived of supplies means that we cannot continue to fight. You understand the importance of supplies well, a winning operation without a fight."
"If one doesn't get bored, there's a place for eagles to play......!
"It better not happen, such as a fight. You better not wake me up."
Roger raised an exclamation when he saw how the work was going.
"Sasa is Master Lily La! It's a beautiful magic formation."
"Uhm! That's all if the formation messes up, the magic failure rate increases. It's a waste of money to throw your supplies into subspace!
Ha ha! And when he sounded a high laugh, a soldier came, loosely.
That number was about 100.
"I already have. The teacher said we should put supplies inside this magic formation."
"Oh, Lord Sama's men are not coming. Let's carry them while we can!
Ooh! And the soldiers raised their voices.
From the direction where there is the first magic formation I drew, I can see the particles of magic rising.
"Here we go, I hear."
"Dear Lily La, you don't need to stay long. Let's go back to the castle of Baden at the gates of the eagle."
Lyla, guided by Roger, nodded, um,
◆ Loran ◆
Touch the edge of a magic formation that is too big to call the 'gate' painted by Lyla...
Within that formation were crates of supplies like mountains brought in earlier.
When I shed my magic, a light particle of magic rises.
When the magic formation was full of magic, Shuun, made a quiet noise and the supplies disappeared.
If Lyla has not failed, she will be transferred to the King's Capital of the Principality of Badenhark.
I trust Lyla when it comes to magic, so there won't be any mistakes first.
The soldiers in the platoon who were working with me had their mouths half-opened.
"Kee, gone..."
"Is it like giant metastatic magic..."
"With such a big magic formation, we can transfer them on a corps by corps basis..."
The majority of the soldiers in Guerrera territory are in favor of stopping my rebellion, and so far no one has waited or disturbed them.
Those soldiers will be bringing supplies into the magic formations that Lyla has painted these days.
The magic formations that had just happened were thinning and disappearing.
Apparently, Lyla set the magic activation at once so that someone wouldn't use it.
To prevent the hassle of erasing or abuse in case? She's still a woman who cares a lot.
"Let's go to the next place"
When the magic formations disappear, they call on the soldiers who were keeping their surroundings alert.
They got together quickly and all started moving.
As long as it was ready, anyone was activated with magic because just letting magic flow would transfer supplies.
The high degree of versatility around here was the hallmark of demonic magic.
Human magic is often elusive, with its own interpretation of the magic formations, different thoughts and procedures, and is often inactivated when magic is shed.
"Hey! Lorraine!
When you see the second warehouse, you can see the rabbi waving from afar.
I told Lyla to bring her in.
What matters in this' rebellion 'is that Barbatos bring out the supplies stored.
People like the rabbi, who can buy defense and time, were great for this operation.
"How's the end?"
I approached the buckwheat and asked the rabbi.
"Nah... looks like a bit of a lot, not all of it could have been brought up yet"
It's already piled up like a mountain, but now it's only about half.
I gave instructions to the platoon's men to help.
The quantity of supplies, we had heard in the report, was, in fact, considerable when we saw it.
Depending on the location, I've been working on it since midnight.
"'Forcefield'"
Rabbi activates the skill.
The warehouse and a strip of magic were covered with defensive walls.
"We can all work safely with this."
Rabbi said with a face like a deadbeat woman, like after a job.
"Right."
There are eight warehouses in total.
Lyla was instructed to draw their own magic formations by her side.
Seven more places to put in here.
I glanced at the ancient castle where the lord supposedly was.
Long hours of work. Soldier in disregard of orders. There's no way Lord Sama won't find out.
I had given up on secretly transferring supplies because of too much quantity.
Then you just have to do it with dignity and find it.
Even if my direct reports come, this one has a lot of heads. If you don't listen, Barbatos will definitely come out of the old castle.
I heard the sound of horseshoes.
"... you're on your way."
A man with an aristocratic style who runs the lead on a horse would be Barbatos.
Being brought out supplies can crush Barbatos' intentions.
The supplies are a gift to the often scarce Principality of Badenhark.
"You guys - heh! What are you doing there? - Huh!
Even if you are fortifying an ancient castle with traps and magic to protect yourself, it doesn't make any sense for you to come out of it.