I Said Make My Abilities Average!

The captured enemy soldiers tied up, especially the sorcerer blindfolded with monkeys and his ears blocked, and Miles magically pruned his consciousness. There is no obstacle to a few fewer interrogators. Safety comes first.

The enemy soldiers initially insisted that they were bandits, but that would not apply the arrangements regarding prisoners, so they were quite upset to be told that after torture, there was zero chance that they could return to their country with heavy labor in hell, political deals, etc. in mines until they died as tying necks or criminal slaves, and that if they knew their identity, they would notify their original family and those around them that they were 'extremely evil people who committed banditry in another country'.

And after examining the belongings, although there is no conclusive evidence, the mastermind was almost definitive because the money in the wipes bag is the currency of the Alburn Empire and the name of the weapon belongs to the famous workshop located in the Alburn Empire, etc. I would never wear that if this were an undercover operative on modern Earth, but such a place was quite appropriate in this level of the world. Besides, even if there is some circumstantial evidence, all you have to do is say, 'I don't know that stuff', 'It's a makeover, it's an argument'.

So it was Bert's valve that there would be no country that would work so fine to lay sin on the Empire.

"So, who do I negotiate with?

To Bart's inquiry, after a while, one man named himself.

"... it's me"

It was the platoon leader of a commander who was seriously wounded but still survived. Miles of healing magic had taken his life away, his ribs and right arm remained fractured, and his flank lacerations were far from being fully healed, although hemostasis had been stopped, but he had recovered enough to have a conversation.

"So, you really can handle it as a bandit, huh? No honor or pride as a soldier, you end your life as a mine slave as a despicable criminal, and in some cases you pass that on to your family, too?

"Hih, cowardly!

"Huh? What are you talking about, I don't know what you're talking about, 'We're bandits'?

"Gu..."

Pauline helped out a mudship to a commander who was stuck in words with a remorseful face.

"I have a good idea! You just have to let these motherland and surrounding countries know, 'Everyone in the Trade Destruction Unit, an illegal activity from the Alburn Empire, told me everything honestly and received fifty gold coins each for the reward'. That way, you will all be military men who risked their lives under the orders of the state, and your family will have a very high nose."

"Hey..."

Out of the question commander.

If such rumors were circulated, we would treat traitors in our motherland and not even relatives and friends and acquaintances would be seen by family.

"To those of you who spoke truly honestly, 'It's the relic of a guy who tortured me but didn't speak to the end. Send this because he was a fine man while he was an enemy. Give it to the survivors, too,' he said, and even deliver it to him in a writing that could tell it was his stuff, and then sneak his family out of the country later...

After that, there are as many options as there are to become an Imperial military advisor in our country, to normally serve in the military, to become a hunter, to go to another country, etc. "

"What...,..."

"That's a good idea. So these guys were soldiers of the Empire. Hey, in fact, these guys are just bandits, so there's no real family you're gonna see really bad. It's just a reason for our country to mess with the Empire. That's right, everyone's been honest with me, so that's good, for reward and for my own safety.

Hey, good for you, my family's in the empire, not some real imperial soldier or something!

"Hey..."

Pauline is talking on the assumption that they are Imperial soldiers, whereas Bart is only saying, 'You guys are just bandits, aren't you?' He talks without breaking his attitude. So the two conversations do not engage, but what is said is obvious. Commander to pale. The other prisoners are also bothering.

"Prisoners, don't you have to have so many? If you leave someone to help you, and dispose of anyone who doesn't want to talk, and then they tell you everything that other people told you later, they paid you a fortune and went to another country..."

To Pauline's words, silence came. To our enemies, to our allies...

"Well, yeah, even a little less..."

Bert's words are just a little pully, too.

"Ma, wait! That's as the treatment of prisoners..."

"Prisoners? You're not soldiers, you're bandits, right? It also kills all the merchants who surrender, of the outward path of habit breaking. Besides, you didn't surrender. The last five, too, are not conditional surrenders: 'If you don't hand it over, don't fight it', but 'I'll throw down my weapon, please don't kill me', just surrenders. Well, I won't kill those five. Unlike you, we keep our promises."

…………

As the enemy commander was stuck in words and silenced, a voice rose from among the soldiers.

"I don't like it! I don't like it! I didn't become a soldier to get killed as a bandit!

This mission is a clear violation of the treaty! Everybody knows that, too!

If you want to protect your country and family, you can fight with your life at stake. That's what made me a soldier. I'm not trying so hard to break the treaty, slaughter civilians in other countries, and be executed as bandits!

Besides, if you stay like this, your family will be abused as the wife of a traitor and you will be killed! That's what the state did to us!

…………

Surprisingly, the commander never yelled at it and denied it.

Soldiers and commanders alike, leaned down and remained silent.

"... I don't like it either"

"Me too..."

"The Empire has betrayed us. You don't have to go out with me any more..."

Too easy for things to carry and vice versa amazing merchant force.

(Let's not turn Mr. Pauline to the enemy...)

When Miles looked to the side with that in mind, she looked subtle like Lena and Mavis were thinking the same thing. That's right, party buddy, I feel good.

At the time of the fall of a few, there was no point in others working hard. Anyway, the truth will be revealed, and those who did not speak will only be hanged or sent to the mine under all the stigma.

"Talk!"

"Me too!

"Me too!

The soldiers turned back one after the other, and finally the commander joined them.

In the end, all but the unconscious magicians agreed to testify, so the externally publicized traitor would mean six dead. I'm sorry for their relatives, but even though the theory of results is "those who tried to kill the merchants as soldiers of the empire until the end, without turning back" I don't even take that much into account.

The interrogation continued as it stood until the morning, when he heard about the Alburn Empire's political situation, financial condition, speculation of the reasons for this outrage, the presence of merchants carrying food, etc., and so on.

It was never meaningless to ask a lot of questions here, beyond the possibility that we would be talking about the same thing in Wang Du, but it would be blocked somewhere.

The Commander's story was that Amros has no insiders, but he doesn't know if it's okay to believe it, and the Commander just hasn't been informed.

In the morning, the sorcerer regained consciousness, so I only took the earplugs and the commander explained to me how it was last night, and all the sorcerers agreed. However, the magician did not go to "take away the weapon", so he had no choice but to leave the monkey groove and blindfold on. Unchanted cannot be prevented, but that would greatly diminish the power, and the proper exercise of magic would not be possible if the eyes were blocked. I always watch not to cut the rope that binds me. Only when I drank the water, I decided to take the monkey grub off for a few seconds with a strict watch.

No food for the prisoners. Humans, you don't have to eat anything for a few days to die. Besides, it's odd that a merchant army that arrives at its destination in one day can provide food for nearly twice the number of prisoners in the merchant army. Besides, the arrival is going to be extended for a day...

Those on the merchant side thought that there might be enough food for storing miles, but they were not at all willing to let their hands go free to give them a chance to attack back or to teach their enemy soldiers the ability to go out of their way and be interrogated many times from now on.

For this reason, only the merchants eat. Yesterday, after all, only a little lunch and dinner were skipped, so the face of the escort was hungry.

Miles pretends to carry them out of the carriage carriage carriage, meat and fruit and firewood out of the item box to prepare meals. Lena ignites, Mavis cuts, Pauline prepares warm drinks.

As always, it was a convenient four.

Before noon, a hunter-like man on a horse passed. It is the direction from Amros to the king's capital.

He seemed to have met us when he passed.

"... maybe it's a decree Fergus hired. Perhaps one more ride will come soon"

As Bert said, soon another horse appeared and passed.

"One for the Alliance and the Royal Palace, right? Later, it would be on foot with the carriage so as not to stand out. Fast but conspicuous, and slow but inconspicuous, halfway between them. With three kinds, any of them will arrive."

It would be quite expensive to include horseback riding in six groups, but that is not the case. Besides, you should get paid as a reward and a necessary expense separate from that.

And around noon, a dozen horseback riders arrived. from the Hunter Guild and about half the soldiers of the Lords.

"Well done!

Upon arrival, a man over forty years old descended from the leading horseback riding smiled and spoke.

"It's Connery from the Lords Army of Amros. The merchant squad stopped coming and was in trouble. The thief won't show up when we get out, and this is news to where we've been in real trouble. Hey, thanks! Our lords are usually assholes, but they are fat for those who have handled them. You can expect a reward!

Apparently, 'Keep our handles sidetracked!' It didn't seem like anything like it, and Burt was relieved. Sometimes there are people like that...

Next, an old man approached.

"Hunter Guild, Amros Branch Guildmaster. Well done. There is no designated crusade request, but there will be a bandit crusade reward for handling the request all the time, hope! Besides, those who sell as criminal slaves get 70% of what they capture.

The carriage for the escort will be there by evening. We're leaving tomorrow morning. Don't worry, the food is loaded in the carriage. There's booze, too. Don't worry, Nan and I will take the watch without swallowing, so you can swallow a little and get some rest. "

Behind me, cheered by the 'Flaming Wolves'. That's for the prize money, for the alcohol...

Perhaps these days, I haven't been able to make as much money as I'd like and almost drink alcohol.

"I appreciate it...... By the way, I have to explain something..."

And Burt elaborated on the circumstances of this one.

There is nothing special about it later, before evening the carriage for escort arrives, the face of 'Flaming Wolf' enjoys alcohol and food, and 'Dragon Breath' only food. No matter how many Lords Army soldiers and other hunters there are, they're not stupid enough to get drunk in a place like this. "The Red Vow" is an adult except for Miles because Pauline is fifteen years old for her birthday, but she only drinks enough to drink a little wine at meals.

The merchants who haven't slept last night, went to bed right after. "Dragon Breath" seems to take turns putting up a sleepless turn. Exactly. "The Red Vow," Miles said, "I'll keep the junction magic and the automatic alarm magic up," and put up a tent and we all slept together. Exactly tonight, there was no "Japanese Fukashi Tale".

The next day, we had breakfast prepared by the escort carriage crew and left immediately. The body of the soldier and seven bandits are not forgotten.

There can be no such thing as bandits challenging this force, and convoys proceeding slowly to match the loaded merchants arrived in the city of Amros without a thing before the evening.

The line goes straight to the Lords' facility, where the prisoners are held. Even when it comes to restraint, it doesn't mean tying hands and feet, it feels like house arrest indoors. However, each of the commander and each surviving senior corporal is in a private room, and others are divided into several sections, and no interaction with each other is permitted. so that it is impossible to match the back of the mouth. At first, he has become a fallen collaborator, but he is not likely to escape if he has the opportunity to escape, so he is not alarmed around it.

Hand over the prisoner, next up the bandit in the Hunter Guild, and decide that the settlement is the next day, along with the merchant's carriage, to his final destination.

"We've been waiting for you! You've arrived safely, above all."

Yes, it's at the client's merchants' dealers, who pick up the load.

"As promised, we will sell it at the usual price. So so are you..."

"I understand. We will sell at the usual price without increasing the value."

And merchants with a lightly gripped right fist on their left chest. Perhaps it's an oath or something.

"As a matter of fact, I brought the product in addition to what I promised you, but I was wondering if you could buy it too"

"Huh? Because it's thin, of course, I'd be happy to buy it, but isn't this the only load of carriages?

To the words of the merchant on the buying side, the client turned around and spoke to Miles.

"Mr. Miles, please"

"Oh, yes!

Answering that, Miles took out the load. Storage, from the item box that is supposed to be, two tons of supplies as nominal.

"Hey..."

A merchant who unexpectedly retreats after a few steps into a pile of supplies that suddenly emerged from a space of nothing.

What emerged, however, was a pile of merchandise that almost stopped the merchant fleet from operating and became thin. The merchant jumped quickly.

"The usual price, right? I bought it!

The merchant, of course, knows the news of the destruction of the Bandits. However, even if we start preparing for the formation of the merchant corps now, it is long before the goods arrive. I'm not going to sell it for a high price and make rough money, but with this much, I can make enough money. Besides, it makes customers happy. There can't be any other option than to buy it.

"Storage, right? But what stupid capacity...... They found some amazing talent, I envy them..."

A magic bag with a load of two tons, which seems to last for more than fifty years. For a merchant, I might not have spared a thousand gold coins or so if I could get miles. A merchant who seems sincerely envious.

"No, unfortunately, it's not ours... If you're a hunter who's been escorted this time, and you want to carry a lot more baggage, I'll take it, just say so and get dressed. So my share of the money for this is half that of Mr. Miles..."

Pauline's eyes opened when she heard it and grabbed Miles' chest.

"Kee, I didn't ask you, Miles!

"Yes, you didn't say, Mr. Pauline...... Um, that's enough for Mr. Lena..."

Miles taps pampered Pauline's arm as she strangles her.

"So, that money..."

"Pa, it's the party, of course!

Hearing that, Pauline finally let go of her hand.

"So, Miles..."

"Yes, what is it?

In reply to Miles, Pauline said with a smiley face.

"We'll take care of the luggage on the way home, of course!