Off north of downtown Wang capital, south edge of Pleasure Street if you change your mind.
Built there, the third floor of a three-story building.
Everyone on the top floor was in a room with a garden, and I was getting ready for a business trip.
"The northern countries are about to be attacked by the Empire."
Explain to the imosques as they pack their clothes and accessories in their bags.
The family head Imosuke is a spiritual beast that looks like a five-year-old larvae from a magpie butterfly. It's about twenty centimeters long.
Dangolo is a friend of Imosque's.
It's fifteen centimetres long, and this is the same spiritual beast. They're my family now.
By the way, he is also a deputy chief and general of The Dying Regiment, led by Doctor Slime. I haven't introduced him, but he's in a better position than Mr. Cool for eating his first food (unicorn).
"The Knights are at the western border."
Imosques and dangolows are on the bath towels laid on the floor, as usual.
Both are listening to me as I lean my body, posing in so-called thoughts.
If it were meant to be, a matter for the Knights to head to.
But the Knights are now greatly reduced in numbers, both knights and pilots, after much damage. Very far to other countries, I can't get around to supporting them.
I'll look out the window for the killers, the heavy horse riders, the Heavy Lancers.
He was eating grass peacefully, rolling through the garden forest.
"So for some reason, the Knight of the Merchant Alliance is your nominee."
The king of the Niceacasian kingdom said there was an immediate call.
"Lightning would be entanglement"
I'm meeting with Lightning about the stone golem in the meantime.
The neighborhood must be connected to this nomination.
By the way, there's a reason why I'm putting things in my mouth.
Imosques are anxious when I'm silent. So I try my best to put it into words.
"I wonder if it's something like this"
Ready to travel and take a breather.
The day after the guild chief talked to me, that is, today, I'm leaving.
Shortly before I left the house, I took plenty of skinning with the Imosques on my head, brushing, etc.
"Well, I'm going out for a bit. I need you to stay away."
"Come on in."
Imosques and dangolows to drop off.
By the way, I miss heavy horse riding Heavy Lancer to the Imosques, but not so much to me.
"Well, it looks like they're still paying me for what I respect."
Dangolow gets angry when he gets in the way of my garden tease.
Then I took a bullet. I've seen him peel a few times.
"... Hmm"
On the verge of closing the front door, he looked over the back window at the garden forest.
Heavy horse riding Heavy Lancers run around in the abundance of greenery, or bathe in water.
Burn its peaceful landscape into your eyes, close the door and lock it.
I went down the stairs to the street and caught a golem carriage taxi.
Then tell him where to go, and head to the hangar of the east gate of the king's capital.
I have a change of clothes and luggage today, so it's a carriage trip.
(Already ready ready? That's a herbivore mechanic)
Waiting for me in the hangar was Old Lady, a perfectly maintained and polished old lady.
A herbivore mechanic prompts me to open the cockpit hatch.
He then pushed his luggage into the gap behind the cockpit, buried himself in the chair and poured magic into it.
Along with the quiet and heavy sounds, the old lady Old Lady wakes up.
Good luck.
Answer the herbivore mechanic's drop-off by waving from the cockpit hatch still open.
And out of the east gate of the king's capital, we head to Shizuku.
The country of Nicea Cassia is on its way. It is the geographical centre of the northern countries.
Based there, bounce back the pressure of the Empire.
A few, but some of the northern countries are friendly to the Empire. Even to keep them quiet, the Knight Garrison seems to make a lot of sense.
Let's go.
I evolve Old Lady.
Immediately after leaving the Wang capital, he walked slowly on his feet, increasing his speed as the traffic decreased, and on his way, Barnia moved with the wind magic blowing out of his legs.
In the northern wilderness, the streets are sickened in a straight line as they draw sand smoke.
We camped along the way and the next day we arrived in the town of the Niceacasian country.
(This is the king's capital of the Niceacasian nation?
When I arrive at my destination, I feel confused.
I imagined a town as small as King's Capital, Landburn or Awok.
(Close to this is the lodging town that was between Awok and Wang Capital)
Running away from Elder Ricci lurking in Awok's whorehouse, Elsaille, I spent the night in town on my way to King's Capital in a golem carriage.
(No, maybe smaller)
It's bigger than the lodging town between Landburn and Awok. Is that about it?
Restore your mind and stop in front of the town for the most part.
A knight is a symbol of military power.
When entering another country, it is polite to stay away and wait to be picked up. Yeah, I think I learned that at the pilot's school.
A moment later, I saw what I thought was a knight picking me up.
(Coming. Coming. I knew it was that knight)
Gachan Gachan and Footsteps High, a simple, retro-looking knight approaches.
And standing in front of the old lady "Old Lady," she pulled one leg and put one hand on her chest, what a gentleman's thank you.
(I have to return something here, too)
Very anxious.
I don't have that kind of upbringing. It's a common bow to be stained in the body, but then I felt it didn't fit the knight.
The move I made the old lady "Old Lady" take was to gently bend her knees and bow with her spine extended.
(Oh, this is the lady's guy)
Understand failure right after you go.
The old lady's "Old Lady" move is the so-called Cartesy. It's the temple of the god of commerce, where my opponent came from.
(Well, this knight is an old lady, "Old Lady," so even Cartesy is fine)
Force yourself to convince yourself.
Then, led by the barrel-shaped knight in front of him, he proceeded to the whole city of the Niceacasian nation.
(Is that the Knight of the Northern Friends?)
Two horsemen are already on one knee in the square in the center of town.
Both were in the form of simple, less machining accuracy, efficient figures, like stacked boxes and barrels.
(Lightning. Ah. Long time no see.)
I miss seeing the pilot coming down from the barrel-shaped knight.
Last time we stayed seated in the cockpit together, so it's been seen raw since the divine match in the Holy Capital.
An old man with a soaking face, who built up a mustache between his nose and lips. Just as I remember it.
I also descend from Old Lady to the ground and say hello.
"This is Tauro, affiliated with the Kingdom Merchant Guild. Best regards,"
Lightning also returns a greeting and politely acknowledges the other day's incident with Stonegolem.
And the look on my face is going to dazzle me for some reason.
What is it?
It is a gaze I have never experienced before.
I can't believe you're interested in me. If I even got a lightning sword on my back, this time I'd be flown to the soul restitution field.
(Hmm, like this)
If I dare to look for something close, will it be when I receive entertainment from the ordering side?
I run my gaze all over the town of Nicea Cassia. It's a poor and nothing landscape.
(I guess I'm like a regular employee of some listed companies here)
The Kingdom Merchant Alliance is a large and powerful organization. If the guild chief cares about it, he won't build it enough to dry up this country.
If that's the case, then you don't know the same atmosphere of respect that can be directed at me.
(Do you still mean Daiki in every world?)
I remember when I was a student, my teacher used to say 'after the chicken cow' very well.
Whatever it means, it seems, is to tell you to be at the top of a smaller organization than to be at the bottom of a larger one.
(wrong person to say)
By and large, the characters in Chinese stories and others, whether they say it or not, are the kind of elite that moves the country. They won't even see people, like Shirai's men like me.
If you're a civilian who can only be a cow or a chicken, you'd definitely prefer a cow. I think so.
A big, well-treated employee is what I envied deeply.
(oops)
It was me who was in the depths of emotion, but the lightning was followed by greetings from two men as well, surfacing from the bottom of the water of thought.
And I started introducing myself again.
Both of them are older than me, just like me.
(Well, there's more people living here than it looks)
While I listen to them introduce themselves, I'm really distracted by what's going on in the back square.
Because the people of the town were pushing to see the knights gathered there at first sight.
(I knew you'd look good)
Square filled with knights of the four horsemen, including the old lady Old Lady. Quite spectacular.
This is all the opportunity to see the view, it's not so good. There will be no way for residents to come out into the square.
(Hmm. Old Lady is still the most popular)
I feel a little better.
A knight with a different piece of armor, crafted with only one horse in mind, in the kind of knights who stacked boxes and buckets.
From what I can tell, it's a different world. It would be natural to draw attention to people.
A little closer to the old lady Old Lady. Soldiers who build walls of flesh and make struggles.
It is a smiling sight. I'll take care of the security.
"Come here, then"
Lightning foresaw the end of each introduction. At that prompting, the two pilots are drawn into the common hall.
I was brought to a small room behind a short hallway.
"I'm from the Kingdom Merchant Guild, my name is Tauro"
With that said, I kneel before an old man without majesty, dressed like a king who comes out of a middle school cultural festival play.
Apparently, this old man, he's the king.
I have been able to speak without much nervousness because of the way I perceived 'Mr. President of the Subcontractor'. Read the ambient air to determine if that's a good idea.
(... looks ok)
The king doesn't look like he cared about anything either, and he doesn't give a bad vibe to the ha-shaped grandfather next door or the lightning.
In the sight of the king, Grandpa Ha's letter-eyebrow advances and opens his mouth that he is a minister.
"I'm sorry just as soon as I get there, but would you mind if I started as soon as possible"
As soon as there was no objection to us, a meeting on the future policy of activities began.
"Now let me explain the current situation"
Lightning speaks that way and talks about the map he spread out in front of him.
No one listens to you and pinches your mouth.
(Wow, I'm totally partitioning the place)
The king, the grandfather with the ha-ha eyebrow that he's a minister, two old pilots from another country, and me. While the youngest of these seems to be recognized by everyone.
Looking at it with admiration, suddenly, I throw a suggestion that I didn't anticipate and give it to you.
"On the battlefield, I'd love to have Lord Tauro in command."
Beanball flew in at the end of the expected time, place, power of battle, and such explanation of the entry of the Empire.
It wasn't a threat, it was totally aimed at my head.
Surprising, often incomprehensible and silent.
I guess I got that look as a roundabout. Lightning came over words to persuade.
"All our knights are C-class. The difference in combat power between Lord Tauro and the Knight, Class B, is obvious. This place should be led by the strongest."
I frown and think.
In terms of a knight's ability to fight, it certainly could be.
The Class C knights gathered here all look nostalgic like brisk toys.
If it all only has the same fighting power as the Knight of Lightning, it's not the enemy of Old Lady, the old lady who took the distance.
But I'm an amateur.
Yes, I don't have any experience at all, and I've never even learned how to fight in a group.
I can't help but put myself in a predicament with a stupid decision, but I won't be able to get my side on the road.
"Certainly, the old lady, The Old Lady, is grade B. But I have no experience with combat command myself. I don't think I should be here."
Answer yes.
The three of them, including Lightning, gaze at each other, and Lightning opens his mouth again.
"That's the same for us. Warcraft exorcism and hunting only, no battlefield experience as one"
I don't seem to be the only amateur.
But there's a definitive difference between me and them.
"But I'm not a pilot driving a national knight like you. As you know, the old lady Old Lady is a guild knight in the Kingdom Merchant's Guild."
Yes, it is. I don't represent the country like they do.
I didn't think I could stand on top of them, the representatives of the country.
They gaze at each other with a flicker.
And Lightning uttered words again. For some reason, I have power in my eyes.
"I understand your position. But still, we will command Lord Tauro."
(Pushing a lot)
It's goofy.
"The power when you helped me the other day, it was overwhelming. If Lord Tauro has the power to do so, we can obey him honestly. But if one of us commands, there will probably be dissatisfaction."
That's why I gave it, and I bowed my head.
"So please take it on. I'd really like you to stand in Lord Tauro to establish your chain of command."
I'm worried about too much responsibility.
Honestly, I don't want to take a responsible stand or anything. I want to join at the bottom and put myself in a position where I can get away when it gets worse.
Being a commander or something, it's not very good, but I can't imitate it like that.
(but)
I have a few thoughts, I think.
Lightning's statement also made sense. Strong things take command on the battlefield, in that.
After worrying about it for a while, I decided to take it.
(Do what you want, do what you want. So if you can't, then that's the time)
'Live as you please', that's my signpost in this world. The stone statue also said 'Live as you please'.
It is inexcusable that you will be forced to give unintentional instructions and about to be crushed, as you did when you served in the Heavy Lancer battle on heavy horseback.
Then it would be better if you were in a position to give instructions.
"Okay. I'm going to do my best."
In response to my reply, Lightning has a horrible look on his face. But the two old pilots don't. See how you're doing, it looks like that.
One old man came for quick instructions on the evidence. It makes me feel very much like I'm being tried.
(Okay, so what do we do)
Repeat in your head the explanation you have just received.
The Empire's power ranges from one to two Class B knights and four to six Class C knights. The invading destination is a gathering of knights here.
In the battle between knights, war in this world is determined by victory and defeat. They settle all at once and often avoid wear and tear.
But before that, they won't be sure to attack us.
Conversely, I can say that I am here as a deterrent not to attack you.
I decided to dig up a little knowledge and respond in general.
(Let's go with Emergency Launch Scramble)
Let the northern nations be vigilant and detect the invasion of the Empire.
When I get my first report, I'll be the old lady's Old Lady, making use of the high-eyed resolution to identify the enemy shadow.
And wait for the Lightnings as they tow in a long-range magic attack, and intercept.
Well, there's only one thing I can do.
No matter how big or small the magic, or the rank of the knight, I'm not fit for melee. Lack of heart and skill.
So it's a long-range magic attack single spear.
(We'll also line up on the hill and line up the lightnings in front. So focus on long-range magic attacks, and the Lightnings keep their enemies away from the old lady Old Lady)
I don't feel like I can win, even if I'm a Class C knight, if something like Lightning showed up at close range.
On this occasion I refrained from fighting just before, I decided to reconfirm my mindset.
I fear killing more than being killed.
One of the walls that appears in front of the recruits.
Bare hands, blades, pole wapons, and flying tools. I say the further away the distance, the lower the height of this wall.
Me, who defeated many warcraft and indirectly drove the Knights pilots to death.
But I've never shot anybody directly yet.
If there is fear when it is necessary, you will die.
(If it's a long-range magic attack, no hesitation)
Nod.
Regardless of the handy vivid melee, a shootout would be fine.
(I can definitely do it)
Drop your eyes on both palms on your knees. I gripped hard with certainty.
And one more thing to consider, about deductions.
(No enemies at all and end everything with Ranged Attack magic)
Depending on the strength of the opponent, it would be possible in some circumstances.
C-rank magic that destroyed Hell Bee Hell Diver's nest. Put that in the cane Rifle and you can choose between the ground and the woods.
(But if you do that, what happens)
Temporarily, I could be a hero. But after that, it's the enemy certification of humanity.
That's what my sensibilities whisper.
(depending on the situation, we have to do it)
I'm absolutely sorry to die.
But overdoing also leads to social death.
Repertory-rich women to play with, family members to a good meal, and a cozy place to work.
I didn't want to lose my current life. In order to live happily ever after, you have to do a lot of things well.
I glance around and open my mouth.
And I started explaining to everyone the idea of an emergency launch, Scramble.