I Shall Survive Using Potions!

"The Second Prince, His Royal Highness Gislan..."

"No, I'm a king now. Sire, or call me Lady Gislan."

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The unfortunate person is very difficult to do.

But do we have to proceed as planned......

"It is clear that he tried to kill his father king, to kill his brother even if he could not seize the throne, and, furthermore, to break the treaty and unilaterally attack the friendly kingdom of Balmore in order to divert public attention from the act of usurpation. Why did you do this?

To my words, Gislan, the second prince with the face of, uh...

"What now... Brother, Fernan did disrespectful deeds to your servant, Lord Caorle, and he was hostile. Then it will be normal for me to abandon it and take over the throne."

Phew, I won't deny the killing of my father king or the attempted murder of my brother...

And even though Fernan called me "Your Highness", is he "Your Highness"?

No, I don't know if the brain translator conveys that exact nuance in Japanese, but I somehow know that I think I'm only superior to you.

Well, in the first place, 'As a reward, let's welcome you as my Lady!' So hey. How much do you think you're worth...... That, to me, is just a punishment game......

"But the First Prince did make me uncomfortable, but you waged war against the Baltimore kingdom I'm staying in, didn't you, breaking the treaty unilaterally? This is a declaration of war against me, a hostile act against the goddess to the point where the unpleasant words and actions of the First Prince are not a problem."

"Huh..."

A decent face, Second Prince.... No, you're not a prince now.

But it's also a business belly to say king, so just 'gislan', okay?

"Lord Caorle ran away, as far as the Baltimore kingdom is concerned..."

Oh, I knew you were thinking that.

"No, I was just on a little journey? For the one I enjoy, the national comic journey,.

The Kingdom of Baltimore still has a proper home for me.... Didn't someone fool you?

"Become!"

Gislan turned to the clerics, who looked back and refrained from doing so in amazement.

"Isn't that a different story! Oh, you..."

Yeah, those are the remnants of Rueda, the culprit.

... No, I knew from the moment I walked into this room.

But it's weird. You should have been cornered, but oddly enough you can afford it, clerics...

Indeed, there are large numbers of close guards between Gislan and the clergy and us. It is the close guard of the mission that protects the royal family, so naturally, we are all skilled. In contrast, this one puts in me with almost zero physical combat power, but only six.

But I don't think you know.

About the god Fran and the four Kingsguards who gave him the sword, the Four Walls.

And also about my 'Unphysical Combat Force'......

Francet and the others changed the formation and moved from the formation that had opened the front for my rebellion to the formation that surrounded me. Protecting me from enemy attacks is the number one priority, so is it natural?

Besides, you don't have to go all the way from yourself to the enemy, because if you're in front of me, you'll come from the other side, so you won't have to chase me around and it'll be efficient.

Positioned like a turtle's head and hands and feet, the head part, or the beginning of the formation, francette, of course. And I am in the heart of the Kohlo. This will destroy the nearby enemy, clean up all the soldiers on the enemy's side, and then capture Guislan and the clerics and tie them up. These five men with a divine sword would be able to execute that much at risk.

We need space to wave our swords, so everyone's spacing is wide enough. But don't worry, they're not the kind of people who allow themselves to break through and harm me.

And I followed after the francette, walking on a carpet laid in a straight line and approaching the gislan.

come on!

... fell.

"Ouch!

Suddenly the floor fell out, about four meters down.

I fell off my leg for once, but I got my ass cake straight, so I hit my tailbone hard, damn it!

Pitfalls. Oh, that's classic, Oi!

Did the fact that there was nothing when the francette walked through disarm the safety device or something supporting the stick after the francette went through...

But with this level of pitfalls, it's about spraining your ankle at best. If you're serious about killing me, it's something to plant a poisoned pile or something on the bottom, usually.

Besides, there's a little build-up of water inside, and dead tree branches with leaves attached, straw (straw) and hay, which seems to have been cushioned.

Is that a consideration to keep you from getting hurt?

If you were thinking... or something...

Boo!

"Ghaaaaaaaa! Oh, fever, hot, okay, no!!

All of a sudden, I'm in flames!

I'm accumulating downstairs, not water, oil-a-aah!

Wood branches, straw, dead grass, etc. are not cushions, but flammable materials to burn up oil all at once!!

"Shit, extinguishing fire..."

When I rushed to create an extinguishing agent, there was a shadow around me.

Reflectively, looking up......

"Ah."

I saw something round and big like a rock, perfect for the size of this hole, falling towards me.

If you have time.

With just a few seconds, some good ideas might have come to mind.

Super alloy, strong cage-shaped potion container that supports rocks.

Other possibilities that came up with some other proposal might not have been zero.

But it didn't take a second for the rock to fall over the height there for four meters.

Less than a second for sudden events, when consciousness was directed to extinguishing the fire.

It was too short a time to think about something and create it as a container of potion.

And......

"Yay! You finally crushed God's enemies! Literally, in a mess, in a petanco!

"Ha-ha! When one of my buddies raided four and a half years ago, he couldn't get through the blade of a knife and failed, but he was burned with flames, sucked in hot air and burned his chest from the inside out, crushed with big rocks, no matter how much blade-proof he wore, there's nothing he can do! And you can't even breathe in the flames! Burn to the bone, be ashes!!

The clerics, who had been discreetly quiet until now, were floating and screaming.

"Because you have a proper air hole, until the oil burns out, the flames never go out. By the time the rock fell, it would have already died. Ha-ha-ha!

"Huh..."

Stunning, francettes and four walls.

... But there was nothing I could do.

Round rock neatly embedded in a square hole. There's a little gap in the four corners, but it's not like people can get in, and even if they got down in the hole, they can't possibly take a giant rock out of the hole, etc. Besides, they say the flames are blowing up from below......

"Ha, the scale would be engraved on the wall of the hole, right? Calculating from that scale, there are only a few centimeters of clearance under the rock, to the extent that the trees are chopped or straw is caught.... I mean, your precious' messenger ', the devil's hand, is completely peppered.

Because we imitate the servants of the true goddess foolishly, divine punishment has come to pass.

Too bad, you traitors who tried to take control of the country by taking out the First Prince! Ha-ha-ha!

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Riddling......

Fransette, who ate her teeth so hard that she bled, and four men.

"Ki, you..."

My eyes were completely irrational.

"Kill...... Kill...... Die, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Gashaaaan!

On the verge of Francette waving her sword into it, the clerics jumped into the hidden passage behind her, and apparently manipulated something, a thick iron lattice fell from above the entrance to that passage. And the tip bit into the floor, and Cashan, it sounded like it was locked.

"Steel bars. It's completely secured, so you can't pull it out.

Keeping the exit route secure would be fundamental to military law? Well, maybe the knight doesn't want the priest to preach the law of war. Goodbye, then! hahaha, wow!!

I don't know where this loophole leads.

And if these people, who have been hiding their faces in the hood since earlier, change into civilian clothes somewhere and run away.

I will have already taken out my fortune, so I will go to another country as I go...

... but it was a story of, if it was a normal knight here.

No!

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The steel bars were lightly cut.

Naturally. What did Fransette think the sword of love was?

Divine sword.

That was by no means a fabrication flushed for popularity, nor a demma enlarged with a tail attached.

The sword was real.

Here and now......