"It's going to be a long story, so wait for the explanation until everyone's allowance is over. Anyway, it may not surprise her."

"I don't think it's a mess anyway. It must be something I can explain to my mom."

"Well... I don't know if I can guarantee that."

"... I knew it. That's what I thought."

Mark grabbed the books with a stupid face and exhaled deeply before moving on to work.

"Again, what can I do for you? How many and what kind of supplies do you need?

"Refill the Magic Crystal. Please just pack it in this supplier."

"Have you run out already? You have quite a lot of capacity, right? I don't know what the hell was going on."

Receiving a waistpouch type magic supply (supplier) from me, Mark worked on the replenishment work with a ripe hand.

Quickly turn over the books to check the inventory, take the magic crystal wrapped in paper from the pile of supplies behind, and enter the number of minutes into the books.

Next, open the lid of the magic supply (supplier) and pour the wreckage of crushed and broken magic crystals into the debris cage to set up the magic crystal that removed the wrapper.

I've been working so hard that even my brothers don't care.

You're getting used to it a lot.

"The clerical work was thoroughly handled by Sir Sofia. I've had enough practical experience, and if I can't do this, I'll be disqualified as a knight."

Mark finished the work with an uncomfortable attitude and placed a magic supply (supplier) filled with magic crystals on the counter.

"By the way, Sir Garnett didn't bring you here. Unusual."

"He's resting outside. I just overdid it a little bit. You don't need an escort here, do you?

"Well, that's true...."

A mark that clouds words without saying anything.

I think it is difficult to tell, and even if I receive the magic supply (supplier), I will not leave this place immediately, and I will wait and see how it goes for a while.

After a short tour, Mark opened his mouth as he returned to supply management.

"... please explain to your mothers with your right eye. I'm not going to do this instead."

Yeah, I know.

It sounded like a point-blank gesture, but the emotions in it were essentially a statement worrying about my own safety.

I don't want to take the place of explaining my home to my family - it means turning around and going home alive from this battle.

Even if you are wrong, don't imitate this battle to lose your life and bring home false news.

Of course, my love for me and the feelings of my family may not come from such feelings.

I don't know what I'm going to do, but I think you're going to die because you don't want your parents to be sad.

But even if I did, I never felt bad.

Worries about being turned on by male brothers are pretty much the same in any family.

"You should be careful. Being on the battlefield is no different than being on the back."

"I don't need to be told that. I've just been made to understand with my arms. I thought I was going to die being switched off the ship."

A mark that distorts your face in a disgusting way.

I could only return the bitter smile to that expression with such a vivid sense of reality.

"But it's obvious that you're more dangerous than me than seeing fire. When this battle is over and you have finished the aftertreatment, please face your home. Of course, Alma will be with you."

"Haha, did you get another reminder letter? I wish you could send it directly to me."

"Even though it turns, I think the Knight Commander and a new knight are different in their business. I didn't want to bother you much, and I didn't even have to worry about it."

I can think about what happens after this battle, thinking that it's like being a mother.

Even if the battle were to be won, it would be a busy time for post-processing and analysis of materials.

If you finish taking possession of the Big Book, you may be tempted by the huge task of bringing important materials back to earth.

The Hilds will keep insisting that it's live from here, and the Knights of the White Wolf, entrusted with elucidating the mysteries of this dungeon, must continue to be unconscious until the end of their research.

But when it's over,

If the weapons dealer's job and the Knights' duties were done.

Then face home with Garnett (Alma).

Not the relationship between management and employees.

It's not about the Knights and the Regiment.

Visit your family again as a partner in your future life.

I may be reluctant to contact him in advance this time, but I might as well take Mark and surround him with my family.

"(... oh, yeah. If you could destroy Agart Lamb, it wouldn't make sense for Garnett to belong to the Silver Wings anymore. Instead of being seconded, I would invite you to officially become a member of the White Wolf Knights... and you don't have to lie to yourself...)"

As thoughts lean in that direction, one of the adventurers comes to the supply shed in search of supplies.

I think it would be annoying if I stopped here, and I try to stay behind to get to my next job.

But before that, he stopped and turned to Mark around the entrance to the cabin, pointing his thumb at the eyeballs covering his right eye.

"That's right. I'm going to gather Travis and Lord Sofia to explain the" Right Eye "situation when I'm done with the injured... and you can join me when the time comes."

"Optional? I can make as much time as I want... well, I'll go if I can."