I Shall Survive Using Potions!

"C of Assumption 1, right?

"Yeah, maybe. Let's make it number two, just in case it wasn't C."

"Okay!

When I told her how to deal with it, Marial blew a caller whistle.

And the carriage slowed slightly, and the escort's horseback packed the intervals. The dogs also gathered near the carriage, and the birds jumped into the carriage, one after the other, where the doors were opened.

"Yes, don't push yourself, pick the one you can certainly carry."

That's what I put out, the birds choosing for themselves each of the "glass spheres of various sizes and spheres of thin film with handles to make it easy for the birds to grasp with their feet," and grabbing the handle part firmly with their feet and flying off.

Yeah, I practiced it over and over, so it's a dangerous take-off (take off).

Let's go!

"Stop! Stop or I'll kill you all..."

No, no, no!

Ahhh, Francette went in and tried to give me some warning. The bandits' leading men under one knife...

There was a murder notice, so it's a confirmed bandit and self-defense, so no problem.

"Oh, my God..."

Shut up!

"Nah! Let's talk..."

Shh!

"Ha, listen..."

Drop it! Drop it!

Oh, Roland and Emile, plus the Viscount escorts. The eat-in condition...... is a little different? Anyway, one bandit after another is slashed and thrown away unilaterally. Too different strength......

"Ha, the story, the story is different! Wait, wait. Yeah!!

Shuuuuuuuuuu!

The bandits, who had more than twenty, had already reduced their numbers to nearly half.

And......

"We're getting away! Retreat! Retreat! No!"

That's what I shouted at, the bandits-like man.

... but got turned around.

"Let him go! Heh heh. Heh heh..."

Francette, then, you're a villain...

'It's working!

A message from the bird army came. It is a discreet, plain colored little bird.

"All right, let the attack begin!

'Okay!

Reply so, little bird of the decree flying away fine.

All right, well, let's just get this over with.

"Guys ~, captivate the other half or so ~! All the bandits ~ Hey, whoever resists has decided to kill and whoever honestly surrenders has decided to capture, so pick whoever you like ~!

crouch!

Well, all the remaining bandits threw away their weapons at once. I don't have the guts......

And around that time.

Don't, don't, don't!

"" "" "" "Wow!

One platoon of infantry and more than a dozen cavalry men rushed to advance as the wait was over, and the ground in front of them suddenly exploded (ha), causing havoc by horses who had barbed or suddenly changed their needles. Yes, a glass sphere containing 'something like nitroglycerin' was thrown down from above.

And even more......

Shh.

Psst, Psst...

Somehow, the soldiers hit something soft.

"" "" "" Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!! "" "" "

A terrible stench spread around.

A spitting soldier.

A horse that goes half frenzied and rumbles trying to shake the soldier off his back, who is the source of the smell.

The birds, which struck the soldiers one after the other by a sudden descent bombardment of "a thin membrane-shaped container, with a handle, containing liquid emitting a very bad odor," caused the fuselage (from) with the drop, and took altitude again. And he confirmed the fruits of the bombing, and flew away.

You can't forgive a violent horse, and you can't get close to your goal with this stench.

If we can't get close enough, the other horses will burst out and we won't be able to help if they think we're raiders, and I don't think they can let us get close with this stench in the first place.

Such a thing, would be nothing but malice.

And if, when the target approached, such suspicious explosions stopped themselves on the street and blocked the road...

It will almost certainly be perceived as an enemy. I don't think you can listen to me or allow me to act with you.

And even though it is not the use of His Majesty the King, it cannot be tolerated by ourselves, who are only private soldiers of other aristocrats, such as to order unilaterally against nobility. That is what it is not strange to be instantly attacked after being determined to be a malicious raider.

"Damn it, what the hell! To my unclear command, my unclear explosion, my unclear bird, and my unclear, this awful stinking bird shit...

Get rid of the bandits attacking a line of nobility without killing or injuring them, and escort the line to the King's Capital, which means it's, like, an array, the "selfie" one... Because I plan such an evil thing, I don't think I should be offended by the goddess!

Ugh, the commander faded like blood from his face.

Yes, the end of those who bought the misfortune of the goddess Celestine has been heard many times since childhood. Not as a 'myth' but as a 'true story'......

And this commander had also recently heard rumours of a goddess miracle in a city aristocrat.

In this order, I did not think that it had anything to do with the matter, because I had not heard anything related to it, but the word "Goddess's Unhappiness", which came out of my mouth in a frustrating half, brought the worst to mind with the keywords: aristocracy, birds, inexplicable events beyond human intelligence.

"Bird nobility... Hey, hey! Call off the operation. No! Get off the street, hurry! Travel from the street to an invisible position!!

In a hurry the commander raised his voice and everyone hurried off the street and began to move the meadow toward the woods. I managed to force a reluctant horse to pull......

"The men in front of us have retreated off the road."

"Thank you. So, please keep watching if there's anything wrong with this one."

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This time the conductor is a bit of a big bird of the body. There may be specific instructions from me, which means that the brain capacity is large, … I mean, I wonder if a smart person has been dispatched. Not just a simple message, but also a little more complicated instructions to understand...... hence, bird, you're too smart! It's not "Birdhead"!

Again, Ceres is temporarily forced to think of intelligence to enable his ability to "speak all languages…" Don't think about it, don't think about it!

"Ma'am, the soldiers in front seem to have cleared the way. Seventy percent chance of letting us pass without letting us go. Chance to show up and make contact, 20 percent. They think there's less than 10 percent chance of it hitting us."

"Really...... Okay, let's keep going."

He nodded at my proper report and Marial made that decision. Bell then conveyed the words of Marial to you, and by the signal of the caller whistle, to the other carriages and escorts, and began to prepare for departure.

Eight bandits captured alive, already tied up and in the carriage.

I consume a lot of food, leaves, and other consumables, and I'm not a merchant carriage, and there's no way a carriage for noble travel is packing my stuff into a giddy. There's plenty of room in the carriage for the people with you and the escorts, and I can put about eight people on it.... you don't have to consider the comfort of their ride.

There are five of us in this carriage right now.

Me, Marial, Belle, Layette,... and one bandit.

Yes, one of the bandits is in our carriage right now.

"Come on, it's time for some fun Q&A!