Isekai Taneuma

Gunshots roared all over the city. Not enough bullets, wounded over here, furious whispers, suddenly medics rushing in. Everyone's face was half black because of the gunpowder spray, and tears were constantly overflowing from the congested eyes.

The people were hiding behind the shadow of the earthen base built around the city and were shooting Imperial soldiers as they approached from the cracks in the walls surrounding the city. If we get out of here, there won't be any more. There are two choices: kill or be killed. That fact had turned the refugees, who knew nothing of the war, into powerful soldiers. It is a backwater formation.

Mixed with men with such bloody eyes, Feng kept holding his unfamiliar rifle and pulling the trigger toward the other side of the wall. Gunfire comes from the other side, so there's no way you can aim. So it would hardly hit me, but I was sure some of them died from the shots fired by Feng. Anyway, even the helmet he's wearing has made many high-end metal sounds in the last few hours. Had it not been for this, Feng would have been dead eight times before.

That's why Feng's firearm must have hit a stranger. But there were no shards of the feeling of killing people. I can't afford to think about it if I'm surrounded by a crowd of allies and I keep shooting in a state of selflessness. It is said that the war became more miserable after the gun was produced than when fighting with a sword or spear, but I felt like I understood why.

Feng realized that he had shot up all the bullets and retreated to give way to the front line and roll. When I left the earth base and came to a safe place, I was more nervous than I expected, and my knees were about to shake and fall to the ground. Sweat is spraying all over your body and your breathing is disturbed. I didn't think you'd come to another world to imitate a war.

... no, it's not like that. It feels like other HR, but this was a war.

Looking gently at the palm of his hand. It is said to stain with blood, but it is actually black and only smelled of gunpowder, dust and iron.

Remembering the dryness of his throat, he came to the Adventurers Guild in the heart of the city in search of water and ammunition. As the leader of the guild was happy or unhappy, the Adventurer Guild became the main team and replenishment center.

Looking through the Alliance's open doors, Lucy, who was busy running around inside, found out about him.

"Ah, Feng-kun! Welcome back!"

and called out.

Everyone in the supply depot stabbed him in the eye at once. Her favorite girlfriend seems to be already a nightingale in the city. Some of you are looking at Feng who just called out his name, so I wanted to scream that you're at war.

Feng slipped his gaze like such a needle and came to the counter in the back of the shop. It's usually where the Master silently polishes the glass, but now it's a place for supplies.

When he took out ammunition and bandages, a replacement handpick and MP potion, he hammered the high-purity crystal with a gun, pulled the line so that it was in a straight line on the paper from which he took out the powdered white powder, and pushed the straw out of his pocket into the hole of his nose, barely inhaling it....

"What are you doing with that silly face, you idiot!

Suddenly, the back of his head was beaten as hard as he could, and the straw that was poking into the hole of his nose was stuck in the back, forcing Feng to exhale the breath he was trying to inhale.

"Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho... hey!? This is expensive!? What are you doing all of a sudden, you stupid idiot!?

"Sutcodokkoy was your fault! We were all fighting to death, but what the hell are you doing, you fool!

Guillaume, who stood behind Feng for some time, mercilessly struck him in the back of the head. Feng wears a helmet to protect his head, protesting that it hurts.

"Don't hit me like that! I'm serious, too. I thought you were just here to resupply."

"I don't think you have an MP to replenish."

"I don't mind if I lose another MP. I mean, is this how it's supposed to be used? Try to relieve a little fear on the battlefield."

"You know what? Anyway, this is forfeiture."

"It's tyranny!

"It's embarrassing! You're spreading this... look!

Guillaume pointed to the war-torn adventurers who stood in the guild tavern in disgrace.

Gargantuar the Beast King... the Werewolf, the leader of the Great Forest tribe, who once was saved by the brave, has contributed to the heroic leader as an adventurer for generations. The strongest of the tribes inherits the name of the Beast King, and at the same time he becomes captain. He is one of the highest ranked A-Class adventurers in the Adventurers Alliance.

Deva King Samson, known as Kaiju from childhood, was unstoppable in local sumo wrestling. Even though he was human, he had the body of legendary steel called STR19 and VIT19, and his tough strength was unrivalled and extraordinary, and he was shocked by the appearance of Jeanne in STR23.

Commander Scarsaha. A rare tactician who has mastered contemporary magic while being a priest over 300 years old. He is a curious figure among the priests, who jumped out of the Empire and now lives in the New World. I am familiar with you and call him a master. [M] On that occasion he answered his call, and came from the New World.

Others, such as the bakery coop, the carpenter's son, the virginity, the son of a bitch... why are the two names of the adventurer so awful...? There are a lot of names lined up that make you want to twist your neck, but even those names are all strong fighters.

The Adventurers, the Alliance's prized Powerful, are now in an Alliance Tavern transformed into a Supply Depot, strawing into their nostrils.

"Ah... kick kick. This is kick." "This is good. It's completely different." "I feel like I'm really coming back to life." "Wow... this is the first time I've seen this." "God..."

I was kicking my MP potion with some ecstatic expression on my face. I'm not nervous. Because it recovers much faster than usual, it's probably because it's filled with satisfaction. Maybe...

Guillaume looked at the adventurers and lamented.

"Because of you, it's like the Alliance is in Akatsu!?

"No, I didn't think it would be such a reputation for myself... I can't believe it."

"I'm not complimenting you!

"But are you sure people who need to recover their MP are happy?

"That's true, but...."

How did this happen... Guillaume is shaking his head with his hands on his forehead. Feng gave up that he wouldn't be able to cum while he was there, offering Guillaume a drink and changing the subject.

"By the way, how was the castle? You've been scouting."

"Hmm? Oh, yes... the castle, as most expected, is completely destroyed. I can't find another word."

Guillaume continued to lower the tone slightly so as not to be asked around while receiving the drink. If they ask me, I promise I'll lose my morale.

"... the castle town is a pile of rubble with holes everywhere. The castle was burnt down and covered in black soot. Non-combatants are packed in camps built outside the city. Probably a slave. But maybe it's better to be alive. The combatants felt relentless and were gathered in one place and their necks were stiffened one after another."

"I see....."

"And I'm one of you...."

Guillaume looked at Chilari and Feng's expression.

Did you say "kazuya"? The one I met the day I snuck into the castle... was exposed as a great sinner. I think it was your people who were lined up together. "

"... were there two of you? Togchan and I are nerdy."

"I don't know. I think so....."

"Okay. Thank you for your report."

Feng tilted the tumbler he had when he answered. Alcohol stains your stomach and pays off your chest. Guillaume looked at him like that.

"Surprisingly cool. I thought we were going to get more upset."

"It's not cool at all. I wonder if the shock is too big to boil. Besides... because the other party is rough..."

Since the start of the battle, Jeanne has been fighting on the front lines almost without rest. When he first arrived in this world, he, who would have hesitated to kill the monster, slashed and incapacitated his enemies without showing any hesitation against humans. After he passes by, there is a bloodstain, and the state of the war is certain to change.

The fierce battle of the Onigami had been greeted with unstinting praise by his enemies, but his ears would not have heard such words. He kept killing his enemies as if he were being punished. I'm sure his regret for not being able to help his people has changed him.

This world can be killed, killed, or if you say something sweet, you'll just be killed. Feng looked at his rifle and remembered it.

Ah, Mr. Guillaume, Mr. Feng

As they continued the conversation at the counter, Meatier blurted out through the back entrance leading to the Guild Chief's office. She invites them to find them in the tavern.

"The sentry spotted a group of well-dressed soldiers on a nearby hill. I've checked it out and it looks like he's an Imperial General."

So?

"The Guild Leader is calling for negotiations by raising a white flag. The attack from the other party has stopped, so they will probably respond."

"Hah... is it finally over?"

Hearing the words, a sigh of breath leaks from the people who were in the tavern. There were people running to the city to let everyone know quickly, but I hope it doesn't make them happy.....

Meatier tried to stop them, but thought it might be useless to say so, and turned back to Feng.

"In the meantime, could you both gather in the Guild Chief's office? I would also like your opinion when deciding on future policy."

Okay, let's go.

"Am I okay?

Feng pointed at herself and said so unexpectedly, what did Meatier take for granted?

"Feng is no better than Jeanne, isn't he now the face of this city? You could have thought of this operation alone, right?

"No, I just answered because I was asked, and I don't think so...."

Feng was about to say that, and now, in humility, he thought that nothing would happen, and decided to respond honestly. Honestly, there was only the other party's sense of inverter....

"Is Jeanne also called?

"Yeah."

"Then I'll go. We haven't seen each other since the battle started, so let's work hard."

When he said so, he walked through the door behind the guild with Guillaume.

When I entered the Guild Chief's office, the owner of the room was busy moving around. He just told me that the enemy was willing to negotiate, so he seems to be heading to the meeting as the person in charge. He found Meatier among the visitors who came in.

"Ah, Meatier. Perfect. Come with me."

"Ah... why should I?

"I can't come to the meeting alone. But I can't let you accompany the adventurer, so you're qualified as an employee."

I thought you were here.

"On the contrary, when he leaves, it becomes more important. I need to emphasize that the Adventurers Guild here did this alone."

"Sorry, miss."

He inhales high-purity crystals of MP potion from his nose and says, "Fugafuga." It was kind of shocking to see an old man like that, but he's just recovering his MP, so don't get me wrong.

"Oh no... please forgive me. I applied for this job because it was easy.

"It's not that sweet in the world. I just want to mourn Baba for pulling me out. Be prepared and follow me."

Poor Meatier was dragged by the Guild Leader into cheating. Feng clapped his hands and dropped it off.

When I entered the room, there were three customers. Two of them were Daimyo and Mary, and the other was a priest called Commander Scarsaha.

Rumor has it that he is a disciple of the Great, but I am afraid he will let a priest who has lived for hundreds of years call him Master. You must have taught me modern magic, but he is truly a mysterious grandfather. I don't suppose it's a mistress... but when I had a nasty hunch, the priest approached me.

"You're a spider. He said he made an improved MP potion. Excellent! Thanks to that, we were able to fight without worrying about MP consumption. Had it not been for that, there would not have been a victory. Exactly magic revolution. You are the Messiah of the City."

"Look at that. That's a big compliment."

When Feng looked at Guillaume with a warm welcome from Scarsaha, he whistled towards him the day after tomorrow. No, well, I don't know how you're not convinced...

Subsequently, Mary, who had been shrinking in her room throughout the battle, rushed in.

"Spider, are you all right out there?

Mary asks with a trembling voice. Ever since the battle began, it seems that I've been shaking my ears in this room with a bullet. I should have stepped out of the border in fear of the soldiers' voices, but I had to be afraid of the war even where I left off, so I would have liked to tell her the story was different.

"Oh, it'll be all right now. If the Guild Leader goes to negotiate and pays, it's over."

Really?

"Maybe. You know it takes a lot of power to crush this city, and there's no reason to fight it anymore."

Feng explains that to Mary, the door of the room is knocked, and Jeanne comes in from outside. It is the number one success of the Adventurers Alliance. Feng wanted to work on it, and raised his hand to speak up.

"Ah, White... I was there"

When Jeanne realized that Feng was in the room, she was stunned for a moment and awkwardly lost her sight. Did Feng do anything to make you hate him? I thought the reason was not trivial.

Unlike Feng, Jeanne, who had been fighting his enemies on the front lines, knew exactly how to respond. I wish I had fought with full adrenaline during the battle, but once it calms down, it's only a grievous fact that I killed people. Given his feelings, a bad word of consolation would hurt him.

When Feng was confused without saying anything, Guillaume instead approached and called out light labor. How comfortable would it be to have a comrade at a time like this? At this time, Feng came to this world and resented his incompetence the most. It's ridiculous that you have to feel that way about this.

After that, the room was quiet. I didn't know what to say, but I just felt like I was waiting for time to pass.

Is the negotiation going well? Is there anything else you want, not just money? I can't believe we're back in combat....

There was a lot to discuss, but after all, nobody opened their mouth because they had no choice but to speculate until the two people who went to the negotiation came back.

And then an hour went by. Meanwhile, the people who were stuck in the office exchanged conversations as if they remembered from time to time, so as to distract them from the harsh air, but nothing came out of them.

Eventually, the door opened with a loud noise that ripped the air apart, and the Guild Chiefs returned. Feng was relieved to finally be released from this difficult situation... but in the meantime, looking at the faces of the two returned, it seemed to tell the story that the negotiations had ended in an unfavourable outcome.

What the hell happened? When Guillaume asked on behalf of him while the restless air dominated the scene, the Guild Leader, who had kept his body tightly in the executive chair, said in a depleted state.

"They say they will stop attacking the city. Just let me give you a condition....."

"Conditions? What?

"Oh, there are two conditions. The first was Jeanne... handing you over as one of the brave men. They... decided that you were the remnant of Ser Hermes, and they wouldn't take a step back."

The eyes of all those present turned towards Jeanne at once. He frowned with astonishment and crouched without strength on the spot.