I’m an Adventurer! ~Musou Skill is Plane Magic~

Beyond the mountains on the northern side of the Lute Sea, it was a densely populated sea of conifers. The snow, which covered the mountains white, was already melting and sprouting green at the bottom of the mountain. Spring seems to be coming to the north as well.

This is the Democratic Republic of Noran. It is a large country with the north of the continent as its national territory. However, the inner context is not very clear. Because the state of the continent has been at war for a long time, and Noran is at war with the countries bordering it without leaking an example.

Since information transmission is not yet developed in this world, information can only be moved by transmission (one by one), such as rumours and letters. There are communication magic devices, but they are not popular in general, and they are not connected outside the country. Therefore, when borders are sealed in a war, the movement of people is restricted, so information cannot flow out. There's only one way we can get it from the soldiers we captured in the battle.

The impression of a country called Nolan, accumulated from the piecemeal information gathered in this way, was, quite simply, a dictatorship. Close to that country on the northern side of a peninsula in Asia.

Politics operates on the basis of a resolution made by a representative of the people, not just a republic. However, the people have no right to choose their representatives. There is a great aristocracy called the Three Sons, whose representatives are elected by the nomination of the three principals. There is no other way to become a senator. There can be no genuine policy debate in such a situation, and only a convenient resolution in Congress is passed by the three sectarians, and parliamentarians simply endorse it.

The names of the three families are House Goldias, House Oro, House Zolotto. Each house has marital kinship, essentially a dictatorship that can also be called the Royal Nolan.

The land is mostly cold and not very suitable for agriculture. Most of the harvest from a small amount of cultivated land is collected as taxes, and the people are constantly moaning about poverty.

It is armaments and education that are holding back a situation where rebellion is imminent. If civilians want a decent life at all, they will have to become military personnel, and in the education given at that time, they will be taught, "Nolan is the world's most advanced country", "Foreign countries are just uncultivated savages", and "The people of our country with the three great families as leaders are happy." We are suppressing dissatisfaction by brainwashing voters' thoughts and giving them a sense of superiority.

The main means of acquiring foreign currency is looting by banditry. A pirate in the mountains, a pirate in the sea. It seems that by attacking, committing, and taking away, we are educating the barbarians that Noran is the superior. The capture of women and children is a rescue from a savage foreign country. Afterwards, abuse in the name of education is still awaited. In other words, they will be enslaved illegally.

That's what the Adventurer Alliance and the Commercial Alliance gathered for a country called Nolan.

"I don't know, it's a pretty word for nothing, it's a country that's nothing."

"I wonder if it was education that burned Atai's house! Don't mess with me!"

"Oh, we have to educate them correctly."

It was information sharing before we took action, but, as expected, everyone had a bad impression of Nolan. Of course. He usually carries a black flame on his background, even a warm luka. I'm just scared of a smile that doesn't change my face.

Now, I'm getting off the flat magic cigar-type UFO and resting by the spring that gushed into the tree sea. The time is before noon. I'm not tired, but I need a restroom break.

There were quite a few large monsters around, such as herringbones and giant bears, but they have already turned into meat chunks. The Magic Stone was as big as the monster in the big forest, so it might actually be quite a magical place here. Well, we're used to it in the woods. It's like everyday life.

Incidentally, about this revenge trip, the Adventurers Guild has been told, "I'm going north of the Sea of Lute on a pirate remnant hunt." I haven't told a single lie. The remnant is the Nolan leadership, and Nolan is north of the Lute Sea.

"So, Mr. Beat, what are you going to do now?

"Let's start by gathering information about the Three Sons. It seems difficult to eliminate all of them, so I'm going to inherit from the current owner of each house and educate (...) them up to that preliminary candidate. To do that, we need to find out where he is. I want to know your face if I can."

"Well, if there's a city on the way to Kagan, you'd better stop by."

"Maybe we should quit the big city. You may be alerted to the fact that unfamiliar people (in the first place) have arrived, conveyed by the magic equipment of communication. If you're in a small town or village, you'll be fine."

"That's right. Even if there is a small village, we should scout first. The redundant will be warned."

If voter education is spreading to local villages, it might be dangerous just to stop by.

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It is dangerous to stop by. That's for sure. But this is a little unexpected. The type of danger is different. No, in a way, as usual?

Guahh!

"Ben!? Ben's down! Somebody get some cover!

Don't be ridiculous! There's no free hand!

"Damn, these are the villagers from the east! I don't know if I could make it through the winter this year, but they were good guys."

"If you have time to grieve, move your hands! If this place is destroyed, our village will be one of them!

The first village to be found on the plains beyond the Tree Sea was attacked by monsters. Again. The town and village were attacked by monsters and bandits ahead of me. What do you mean? Is this a roundup, or is this normal in this world? Either way, it's not a bummer.

The monster that is attacking is a zombie, an undead monster I've never seen before. There are quite a few. There will be more than 200 of them. In contrast, there are more than twenty villagers fighting with barricades and sticks made of logs. There is no doubt that it is disadvantageous.

Zombie herds are concentrated on the eastern side of the village. There seems to be no wisdom surrounding the village or going around. Literally, there's no blood on my head.

The movement is also slow. Some people are walking along with their feet, and others are crawling with cheating on their bellies. Some people walk with their hands up front, like zombie movies and games. Exactly horror.

Honestly, I don't want to fight zombies. I don't like horror. No, I'm fine with bones and muscles, but it's disgusting that they rot and protrude. I'm used to demolishing monsters, so I'm fine, but it's true that I want you to give up on demolishing zombies. But can't you say that?

"I can't help but wake up and throw it away!

"" "" "" Hi!

Lower the cigar type UFO back into the wasteland about 500 meters south of the village and release the plane. The stowed luggage fell apart. I'm fine because there's nothing broken.

All weapons and bodies are then coated with planar magic. If you ever say, "Undead can't be defeated without a magic weapon," this solves the problem. The planar magic, the demons are handsome.

"Unfortunately...."

The wind magic doesn't help, and it's a shame.

Kikka and Christella, who remain on the luggage list, make a sad voice.

It is simply a matter of compatibility that we left these two behind. Attacks that strike and cut Zombies are effective, but attacks that thrust are less effective. Because if you don't break the bones or slash the limbs, you can't stop moving. Kikka's bow and Kristella's fine sword do not deal effective damage.

Samantha's spear is also a pointy weapon, but this one can also be attacked like a swinging stick. Better than you two.

Well, luggage is also an important task. I want you to encourage me not to rot.

Push into the herd of zombies with the rest of us. Woo-chan is here about me too, but it looks like she has no heart or low tension. Well, it's rotten meat. I can't help it if I'm not ridiculous. You can't eat it because it breaks your stomach.

"I'm a traveler! Come and help!?"

When I tried to name my boyfriend about a hundred meters away, the zombies turned towards me all at once. It's already disgusting at once. No, actually, it's disgusting, but have you caught my attention with your voice? Do you still have your tympanic membrane?

And the zombies will kill me. It's horrible. I don't see Daisy, Luca, Samantha, or Argna around me. No, my eyeballs aren't as cloudy as white anymore. Still, why me?

Well, in a sense, it's convenient.

Everybody out! I'll attract you, scrape it from the outside!

Everyone gets distanced by my orders. You didn't understand, but you're standing beside me. Are you going to protect me? Love.

Zombies moving toward are slow. You don't have to use physical enhancement to pull it apart. I don't have any weapons, and I don't use magic. Honestly, it's a slime of junk.

I don't like to wait. Jumps into a herd of zombies and slashes the swords and swords on the left and right. Ugh, that smells pretty good. "It's rotting, it's too early" is not a bad time. I may have to wash my gear set later.

Neck, ankle, wrist. The zombies that gather together are slashed as soon as they are treated. However, I don't feel like it has decreased at all, whether it's slashed or not. I feel like a hero in a zombie movie. Oh, come on.

The man with his hands and feet is raging, but the body with his neck cut is stopped moving. The detached head is moving its mouth with the corn, so it appears that there is a part of the head that is the nucleus of the zombie. I wonder, won't you die even if you only have a neck? No, he's already dead. It's confusing.

"Looks like my head is weak! Slash it or crush it to stop it!

Got it!

"... I'll slap you!

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What? I haven't heard back from Luca and Samantha. No way!? No, there are signs. Looks like they're both a little far away.

Luka rubs Samantha's back, crouching down. Ah, that's what I mean. The smell or appearance made me feel sick anyway. I wonder if my eyeballs are jumping out or if there are marks around my neck that have been eaten. I don't know.

After this, I'm going to do the same thing to a human being who lives in Kagan, okay? I'm a little worried. Maybe we need to get used to it.

For now, we need to clear the zombie in front of us. There's no point in moving from one place to the next. Blow it up with a rocket launcher!