I’m a NEET but When I Went to Hello Work I Got Taken to Another World (LN)

They say there are 20,000 men in General Erdo's unit. Even so, there are about four thousand just direct reports, and the rest seem to be temporary conscripts. Direct reports are so-called regular soldiers and professional servicemen, trained from day to day, highly trained, well equipped and morale.

Kensei must have watched it and strained it, but these are the side annoying soldiers who said let's do sword arches and so on during the whole day of battle.

By contrast, the conscript was discrete in equipment and proficiency, and the reward was about the tears of a sparrow, even if it came out. Besides, if you die, you don't even get that, just that the contact of death goes to your hometown.

"Of course you can't refuse!

Miriam explains while chappy in the bath with the Saties. At his age, the same or immediate generation is the prime recruiter, and he's heard a lot about this hand.

If pitiful conscripts also have salvation, would imitation suddenly hit the demons just not and the operation be auxiliary and supportive?

Even amateurs can expect to have a lot of combat power if they let them hold a spear on a troop-by-unit basis and stick it in, and there doesn't seem to be any need to fight at all, but there is a wide variety of chores to do such as transporting supplies, civil engineering, taking care of running and standing guards around using them, and night vigilance if you're defending them. With that luck, you can sometimes return to your hometown without ever having to cross a spear with a demon, with a guaranteed meal and a small amount of cash income. Sometimes I get paid for working well. Seems like it's never all bad...

"Wouldn't that suck this time?"

How long will you be held until you recapture all of Hilagis? On top of that, where a tough battle was originally foreseen, it is an inconvenience in the first battle between both the Northern and Southern armies. How desperate is the recruitment?

General Barbarossa's men and such conscripts make up more than half of them. Moreover, there is also a dispute over the birth of the general. Miriam says he would have gathered people by hanging out.

"So..."

"If we are active, they will greatly appreciate it, and elves will be our voice!

That's not what I'm talking about, either, but let's just say that. People's deaths are too heavy a story to think about when they're tired.

"Just in case, we'll keep an eye on General Barbarossa's trends."

Some information will come in even if the troops break up. Would it be all right if I asked General Erdo for information? Join Ellie and the others tomorrow morning to replace the Orange Squad...

Uh, no. Shit. We'll think about trouble tomorrow. Though not all four thousand participants were fought, there was no such thing as a hundred out of them. What a hassle Sati had on the way, so much so that he was dealing with five people at a time.

"I have fights after tomorrow."

So I sneaked up on my master and he convinced me that the soldiers would be with me, but the burden is too different for three vs. four thousand people. Well, in real life, I just have to be magically guarded, and if it's a defensive battle, the Saties, the avant-garde's turn is about a bow. I feel fine when it comes to the slightest impossibility.

Eventually, the tour elf said, "I'm the 200th person, wow! With the words," I decided to pull it up because the time was pretty late and the cuts were good. General Erdo also invited me to dinner, but I refused because I was tired, so I finished a brief meal in my quarters and finally got to the bath.

Later I flew back to the room just to sleep and fluttered with fatigue and drowsiness, just as the tour elves who refused to accompany me in the bath were making a bunk with a blanket in the corner of the room.

"You sleep there?

"Whatever."

That's what the eldest daughter of the tour elf answered. They teamed up with the sisters to win the prey collection competition. The youngest child is a little small, so the bath refused to be educated.

Well, okay. I just can't make it to a day like today and I don't even get naughty. If I just write a log, I'll go to bed.

A tour elf just started writing a journal, naturally I came to peek in with interest.

"It's a letter I've never seen"

Says the second daughter of the tour elf sisters. Doesn't the elf even know about the journal?

"This is my hometown letter, and I'm writing about every day."

"Oh, is that a diary," said the eldest daughter.

"I guess the log. I'm raising my daily report to God. Sometimes I get back to you. Oh, keep this to yourself. Don't tell anyone else."

"" Yep... Yep, yep ""

"I wrote about you, too, so God might be reading."

Probably reading it right. Even if I write something important between everyday things, I get a good response.

"Oh, that! Me, me, thank you..."

My youngest child, who had grown up behind my two sisters almost all the time, rarely complained about something.

"Thank you?"

"Thank you. Send Master Masaru. Thank you. Give me the Spirit. I appreciate it. Thank you so much."

"Fine. Write it down."

When I snorted, my youngest child started crying pompous. There is no temple in the elf, but the elf also has a firm faith. It is said that God is the one who once gave magic to people, and that God, who pitied an elf who was frail and persecuted, is handed down as a fact that no doubt gave the Spirit away. So the elf prays directly to God, without passing through the temple or anything else. Seems like a primitive religion with no doctrine of its own free will. Or should it also be called the original religion? Just give thanks to God.

Lilia didn't have that aspect, but I guess her youngest child had a strong religious mind.

"Your word has reached God."

I closed my notebook and spoke softly. Saties are waiting in bed. It's been a long day. I can finally sleep...

■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■

When I woke up in the morning, my youngest had protection.

Mornings here always bulge up early. Exchange of information and meetings while meeting Ellie and the others for breakfast to replace the Orange Squad. By the time I realized Ellie was already here, and I decided to put it behind me to make an announcement as I moved.

You're on schedule.

We know that Erie's situation is more or less Tirica's summons, so our explanation of the situation is the main one. Speaking first of all of the upside down with General Barbarossa, Ellie gargled and said. After that, an audition with General Erdo's subordinate.

"Again like that... you never would have done anything to get hurt or fall?

"Good luck. I didn't get a shot."

Yes, I know. That's not what this is about, is it? But there was nothing I could do, Mr. Angela.

"Well, for that matter, I'm resting as much as I can today."

Soldiers will need rest in preparation for the march, and no matter how many masters you have tomorrow, let alone impotence. The rest depends on the demon's movements, but I can rest if my youngest child works with a new protective test and earned experience. He is also a long-awaited second wind spirit. It comes with protection, and Lilia's burden will be reduced.

"And then another one. Uh, over here."

Calling the tour elves to the dining table, who had always refrained from doing so in the corner of the room. Breakfast was quick while standing with bread and soup. Seems desperate not to miss me for a moment. So the youngest child at heart is either sleepless or weak awake, letting her eyes squeeze and grabbing her by the second daughter and finally standing.

"What is it, Master Masal?"

It is more or less Marguerite, the eldest daughter, who answers in the representative. It's Chiaralia who cares about her youngest daughter, who looks like she's sleeping. And my youngest is Charlencia. The name had plenty of free time yesterday, so I was asked to interact a little bit. I'm glad it didn't come from asking for a name even though it's already covered.

"You're the daughters of the Orange Squad going around with the Massal in reward, aren't you?," Ellie snaps her neck.

"I'll introduce you, the three of you are sisters. This girl is my youngest, Charlencia."

"Charlencia still has excellent wind spirits. I'm a little young to put on the battlefield, but I have two sisters attached to me and I don't know if it's any good... yesterday!?

Lilia immediately remembered yesterday before she went to bed and seemed to guess what it meant.

"Yeah. It's got protection"

"To?"

I'm clinging to my second daughter, and my youngest, who was looking at my face, is decent.

"Again! How dare you!

"Yesterday, Masaru, hands on such a little girl!?

"What, eh?

There's some surrounding confusion that happened all of a sudden, and my youngest doesn't seem to be catching up with my understanding.

"I'm glad Charles got some protection."

My second daughter is calmly telling my youngest child.

"Really? Really?

"Even if it's true. I'll give you protection while I talk to you later. And there. Because I haven't got my hands on it. Because I didn't touch a finger."

Mostly I'm with everyone for a while, and the tour elves are set for three, and I can't steal my eyes and do anything about it. In the meantime, I'll tell you briefly about yesterday's pre-bedtime journal in order to clear my wet clothes.

"Yeah. I guess I should put it on my side, huh?

"But we're going to get more people."

Even my daughter-in-law's trying to reach double digits. On top of that, there's a dozen maids back in the village, and 200 Orange Squad. Add new additions and you'll get 400 people. The idea is to mess with the current system, even if it's good, because it's more protective.

"Bring in the maid squad you left in the village? You'd better have a choreographer, wouldn't you?

"You're two days away from being in the comb, and then you're on the move and fighting. Why don't we just maintain the status quo?

For the moment, that might be a good idea if you're on the northern side dedicated to defense, but I've got a protective hand out of the Orange Squad, and now while I'm deepening my interaction with the Orange Squad, I just need to settle down with the maids, and then once again, deepen my close and plentiful rapport.

And I'm talking to Ellie and the others. Behind me, the three sisters were acting like the last goodbye.

"Do you listen carefully to Lilia and Satti and make sure they don't bother Masaru?

"Yeah."

"And wake up properly in the morning..."

"No, wait. You three can stay together for now."

"Oh, okay!? Yay!

"Shull, he said we could stay together forever."

For some reason, Charlencia was already coming to my daughter-in-law by herself, but she's smaller than Satie. I feel a little bad about the same response as the other daughters.

"Right. I was wondering if the three of them would pull it out of the Orange Squad and leave it to Masaru alone."

"Then again, the three of you introduce yourselves..."

I was finally able to get back to Comb town and go check on the defense forces. A few of the Orange Squad had already packed it over the usual castle gate and reported back to me on the status quo. So far the demon movement seems dull.

From today onwards, one of the countries in the Eastern group of nations will be in charge of the defense of the town. When I said we were going to work together, they raised their hands and said they were very welcome. Nevertheless, if the demons don't come in big numbers, there's no turning for me. You can keep Miriam in the Orange Squad on the Wall, and the Orange Squad can do as much work as the Black Magic Squad.

"Speaking of which, there were stalls out there. Why don't you go check it out?

One of the Orange Squads told me that so I went to see it and the town square was busy with lots of stalls and dewstores.

"Merchant soul misses you."

Food is the focus, only the battlefield, and the price is a lot higher. I guess I'll do it too. There's no transportation costs, and I think I can make some money out of it.

But if you're actually gonna do it, is it the North? The town of Comb is close enough to its rear base to form a huge market the day after it was suppressed, and there is little time soon to do business on the move again. The town of Lachna, by contrast, exceeds the threshold, and carriage takes considerable escort and time.

But if it's regular groceries, the sale doesn't seem that good. Anyway, I just got a ton of food yesterday. Demand is for luxury products, liquor and sweetness. Would the rest be laborious dishes? Production of alcohol at our house has just begun, and laborious dishes have manpower. It seems difficult to make money easily.

The outdoor liquor store still seems popular. A few beautiful ladies were dealing with the soldiers. When I look at it, that group takes me in and walks into the building. Do you also have a whorehouse? That's the most luxurious thing on the battlefield. I'm getting a little murky, too.

I wonder what other services are in demand on the battlefield. A weapons dealer? A blacksmith? But repairing the weapons of the soldiers on the front line is a good way to get rid of the money. And then the groceries? I have a march, and I think I can sell some goods or some changed underwear or shoes like I would use for a trip.

I don't know about the rest of it. But there seems to be demand, but can't we take much money?

Well, I don't care if I try to make money, so sometimes I get in the way of merchants who are coming to the battlefield for their lives.

"Let's go back to your quarters and rest."

Nap...... nice bath too. The quarters are close to the walls, so if anything goes wrong, we'll know soon enough.

But when I went back to my quarters, there was a master.

"Are you free?

When I say I'm free, but I'm free, I'm going to say I'm training again or something.

"I have time, but I don't like to move my body today, do I? I'm off."

"Eldo wants to talk to you."

Hmm. It's time for some proper talks. And before that, I had something to ask my master. To what extent can General Erdo be trusted?

In the first place. For some reason, we haven't been able to identify ourselves yet. Unlike Satie and Miriam, who show their ears and tails from their armor, I'm a mysterious elf. It is supposed to be the guardian of the elves. I feel like I should keep it a secret if I can keep it a secret, and I was going to confirm my response to General Erdo with my master.

How far do we talk? Can you talk? Can I trust you?

"I know what you're talking about, but if you tell me, it's not a monster. I'd try to use you guys if I could."

But the master goes on.

"I can't resist the eagle. Keep your mouth shut. You'll keep your mouth shut if you ask me."

In any case, the main force behind General Erdo's troops are the Swordsmen of Biels. General Erdo came up in an army organization with his sword moves and the strength of his swordsmen. In other words, it is also a master's connection. Against the master, the organization itself would cease to stand.

"It's in General Erdo's interest, too. There's no problem if the general doesn't greed you."

Well, the most important part, if not the shelter or the apostle, is not as important as the others. Rewards and rewards, all merit and birth, are irrelevant, and if we can fight together, that's enough. It will become.

"You can finally talk slowly!

That's what he told us when he walked into the room, and General Erdo laughed lavishly. If you think a fine beard resembles something, it's Sekiyu of the Three Kingdoms. So General Barbarossa is Zhang Fei. The armor is windy this way, and the face is deeply sculpted western. So when you look at it alone, it's not, but we're both in good shape, and when you look at it side by side, it's a starting point.

The attendance at this meeting is to the master, to the general, to me and Lilia, to Satti, to the tour Elf, to Charlencia. It's the same style that hides everyone's face.

And finally, Armand with two swords. Armand seems to have just missed us, but he doesn't mind because his master mentioned it.

No heart or Armand seems in a good mood because he was freed from his service. They branded him Kensei's successor search and let him wander around the world for a while. If I was traveling normally, it would be tough to come from Biels to the kingdom. If they told me to walk back to the kingdom, I'd look absolutely nasty.

"Apparently, Barbarossa's abalone caused trouble. Commander struggles that his men are incompetent. Don't you think?

"Right. If you keep one of your heads down, you're a total idiot."

Two of us. Yeah. Nodding. Like yesterday's brief contact, General Erdo seems to feel fine.

"Well, let's go briefly. I have heard from your master. We were just collecting swordsmen, and we really don't have enough wizard power. No more stories if you'll make it up to me there. Lower as much as you want with this smart!

I bowed my head a lot when I said that.

"Mm-hmm. Don't hesitate to rely on it, but it's good. Let me show you ten times more work than the Black Magic Corps."

"Oh, as long as he's reliable. So I'm talking about the reward..."

We work for free is fundamental, but just so you know, doesn't the master take the liberty of talking that far?

"No need for anything. Because of the supply, I just need you to hit the enemy."

"Then why don't you just talk to my side too much?

It is common sense in every world that gifts have consideration, but work has rewards. Well, that goes on if it's a reciprocal opponent.

"I have something to gain. The concubine is despised again that the elves are empires and neighboring countries, subordinates, lowlifes, etc., and wants a voice that just won't be overlooked."

"I see. Rather, it seems strange that the Elf's power was overlooked to see the results so far"

"That's not true..."

"Hi, Elf."

Look at me and say it. You said it was a secret, but you've already told me so much about it. Well, when we talked about the high elves in the town of Lachna, there was a lot going on looking like an executive under General Rigoberd. I thought it would leak, and it's convenient because I was originally going to spread the word.

"When I heard the story, I thought it was an elf with special powers and so on, but I had to believe that when I actually saw the power,"

"High elves are different. If it's limited to magic, then the elves are the best of the people. Prove it to me in this battle."

"I got it! The power of the elves, at best, should hustle and hustle, right? Leave it to me!

"No, you can keep looking. No unwanted decorations required. That'll tell you enough."

General Erdo laughed once again at my words.

"That's the patron hall of the elves. Sometimes you just beat Armand in an instant! Fine. Let's try to convey the facts without any decoration at all."

I wonder if this concludes the talks. Yeah, well, we need to make sure about General Barbarossa, too.

"I should keep in touch with him from time to time. Though there is a different march, there must be some degree of collaboration in the repression of southern Hilagis. If there's anything in Barbarossa's army, we'll tell them right away."

"That's fine. Then I'll go back to my quarters. This place is too far from the battlefield..."

That's what I say and get up. The Lords' Hall becomes almost impossible to detect outside in the center of town. Besides, it's hot and humid again today. I was going to take a bath first when I got back.

"That's the Guardian of Elves... Isn't that a lot of force in that physique?

I heard General Erdo in my ear leaving the room. Small is superfluous.

"Seems a lot in there. Did you finally find what you were looking for, Master?" And this is Armand.

"Right. It's a little different than the one I was looking for, but that's the one..."

I didn't hear the last word very well, but well, I don't care. Bath, bath. Regardless of Charlencia, I wonder if the two of us up there would be okay. I'm with you for the time being, and maybe I can ask you out. It would be very, very important to deepen interaction to increase protective capacity, wouldn't it?