One letter delivered to us that was resting between the armours, when he finished reading it, Sephiro opened his mouth in all likeness and said:

"We've decided how to duel."

"Is it a one-on-one battle?

I ask questions.

"That's not why"

"No, that's usually what duels are for"

"That strange and eccentric Dilocuten decides to fight in such a simple way."

Sephiro asserts so, he begins to explain how to duel.

"The dueling method is not a 50vs50 mock match. You can go on until one of them is completely destroyed or out of combat."

"Is it 50 vs 50?

"Exactly."

"That's unusual. A mass battle..."

Hmm, twisting his neck, that's the Demon King. He's a real freak.

"Then, from each brigade, we have to look for an armed demon tribe. There are currently 8 brigade leaders in our brigade. From that, we look at the powerful."

Thinking of the face of the rest of the brigade leader, Sephiro stops it.

"No, you don't have to"

"What do you mean?

"Those who are prepared in the duel will be prepared by the Demon King."

"What do you mean?

"Apparently, the Demon King wants to make sure that there is a concubine or a basteo, one of whom has a vessel as a general."

"I see, that's why demon kings are prepared to fight."

"I think you want to test the amount of equipment you have as a purely commander."

Cephiro affirms so.

"So your ability as Commander of the Regiment and Basteo will be tested..."

pounding, and leaks, but Sephiro hears the words,

"Hikaru!

and make the usual laugh.

"... what's wrong"

- No, it's largely speculative.

"Actually, this battle, the team leader doesn't have to participate,"

"I mean, you can stand for me, right?

"Exactly."

Sefiro answers instantly.

"No, but it's a duel with the captain's neck hanging. Shouldn't you be challenged yourself?

It doesn't seem like a captain to put his life in the hands of others, he adds.

"Ike, you know your concubine is a tall woman."

"... Yeah, I've been staining myself since I was a kid, up to the bone marrow."

"Then you'll see. The concubine bets on the good one."

"In other words?"

"It's as natural as ever. I mean, here's the thing. As a commander, the vessel is beyond a concubine."

"... the point is, I'll take command on your behalf?

"What, that face? I haven't seen myself yet."

"... you're right. There's no way I'm better than the captain. I'm such a kid who's only been alive for decades. More than a captain who's been alive for hundreds of years."

Stop the words in a hurry.

In front of Sephiro, the topic of age is contraindicated (taboo).

She frowned, but dared not touch the matter, and closed like this.

"But don't get me wrong. As Commander, you're better off, but as Commander, you're still better off as Concubine."

Sephiro sticks out his big breasts great when he affirms so.

These places are childish, regardless of age.

The demon king, who has a young appearance, still looks more like an adult.

I like pranks, childish, loathe to lose, rough manuscripts, ruinous, sucks as a boss, but I didn't hate it as a 'sister' I've known since I was a kid.

As much as I'd rather.

"Now, would you like to take one skin off to help that 'sister'"

Leaking that in my mind so that she wouldn't hear me, I just decided to figure out how to win this duel.

The day of the duel will be held just a month later, during a duel in Dbolberg, the castle of the Demon King.

The rules are a 50-50 mass match.

The commander, who is the representative, can command but not participate directly in the battle.

They see only the strength of that person as a commander.

Soldiers participating in mass warfare are magical creatures made of mud, called "puppet soldiers".

It works perfectly as the surgeon thinks, and there are no differences in abilities.

The point is, games played under perfectly fair rules, something like that?

No, Sephiro's life is at stake, it's dangerous to challenge him with a sense of game.

We have to make sure it doesn't move with the intention of winning.

When I returned to my own territory, Ivaris, I had Satti, my maid, bring me some tea.

I'm really a coffee party, but there doesn't seem to be any coffee in this world, so I just have to compromise with tea.

Is compromise rude?

The tea Satti put in with a lot of refinement is quite tasty.

I said to Sati, enjoying the scent of tea and mouthing it.

"By the way, Satie, do you know how to definitely win a battle?

Satti asks back with a look on her face.

"... I don't know"

"Well, you are."

I wouldn't have a hard time with something like that.

I don't think I can get that answer out of Sati in the first place.

It's just that this girl is quite smart and oddly follows the core from time to time.

So when I hit the wall, I tried to talk to her.

Because even if you don't get the answer itself, it could be a hint to the right answer.

"Well, then, for example, yeah. Let's say Satie fought around the same age with her daughter in the same outfit. How do we fight?

"... I don't want to fight"

"... sounds like Sati. But no. Fighting, presupposes. That's a premise to win, too."

When Satti hears the question, she arms and worries with "... mmmm".

Repeating the same words for a while, she seems to have come to a certain conclusion.

"I will fight with a broom. So, eh! I slap the other guy."

"That's a pretty good answer. Tactical fundamentals attack from further than the opponent. It is overwhelmingly more advantageous to attack from outside the target's reach than a dagger, a spear rather than a dagger, a spear more than a spear, a long spear more than a bow, a long bow more than a bow."

If I don't get dived into my nostalgia, though.

"Hmm."

And I divulge myself.

"Then should I have a bow for the puppet soldiers?"

It is the point of the idea.

Is it reasonable to have 20 puppet soldiers with bows, the remaining 20 with spears and the remaining 10 with swords?

It may be the better-off maneuver to carry enemy soldiers with spears, while at the same time attacking them at a distance with a bow, and allowing puppet soldiers with swords to enter and ravage the target by looking at gaps.

"... no"

But they'll be thinking the same thing.

The opponent is the 3rd Commander of the Demon King's Army.

Underestimated and not a good opponent.

There is also the possibility of losing if you try the same method of warfare.

Then we have to go over them.

I have a problem with my head.

"Hmm, something going on the bow..."

"... on the bow? The lord of Arsenum said that bowguns are amazing."

"Bowguns are perfect for bringing to untrained soldiers. A bow is an outgoing, cumbersome weapon. It can't be handled properly without a lot of workout. In that regard, bowguns can be used considerably even if given to untrained peasants. It's just that the problem isn't with the serial firing, is it?...... hmm?

I react unexpectedly to my words.

Even untrained peasants can fight that, or...

Plus I recall my earlier conversation with Sati.

The best tactic is to attack from outside enemy range.

The reason is that that way you won't get a counterattack.

When you think of them in combination, you see one scale of the strongest weapon of its own.

I say the name of the weapon.

"Right! All you have to do is build a gun!

Satti looks surprised whether she was surprised by the shout or by the unfamiliar words she heard.

"... is it Joo?

"That's right, yeah. You just have to make a gun."

"... I don't know Satti, but is that thing called Joo strong?

"It's not like I'm strong. There's no problem with the opponent wearing armor, he can attack from hundreds of meters away, and if he hits his torso or head, he dies in one blow. No, I guess I just hit my hands and feet with a bump. If you don't get decent treatment, you die of an infection."

"... that's a scary weapon"

Satti is frightened. She's a really weak daughter.

She asks terribly.

"But, your husband, how do you make something called that ju? I don't know about Satti, but I've never heard of a weapon like that in this country."

Well, to this country, not to this other world, is the right thing to do, but we won't have to talk about it in detail.

She knows I'm human, but she doesn't know I have memories of my past life.

I didn't dare explain it because it's a hassle, but anyway, I knew how to make a gun.

Explain that.

"As I've told you before, the leader of my 7th Regiment Brigade is an alchemist with enough madness on his head"

"Aren't you a witch?

"The race is a witch, but you're essentially an alchemist"

Scientist, you can call me a mechanical nerd.

Sephiro would build about a gun without any construction.

confidently,

"It's not impossible for a concubine!

And you should say it all.

I assure you so. Imagining Sephiro's face, I headed to her castle, Valenzelle.