Netooku Otoko no Tanoshii Isekai Boueki (WN)

I'm Olica.

Olica Flaberim.

I'm a maid who serves in Zillow Ayase's mansion.

You've been trapped in that mirror for days.

Everyone is trying so hard to find a way to fix the mirror, but so far they haven't found anything. But Mr. Rebecca and the clergyman are looking for me. I'm sure you'll find it soon.

So I think I'll do what I can.

The maid's duty is to protect the mansion.

It's my job to support everyone in the mansion working hard right now.

Cook first.

Not only does it make for everyone in the mansion, but it also makes for all sorts of things.

What you eat, you can send it to the other side.

So every day, I make a nutritious meal and give it to you. All kinds of people will eat properly and return the dishes. I guess it's not like there's no dinner in the other world, but apart from that and this. I can't imagine not making your share.

Anyway, I'm relieved while you're eating.

In terms of meals, Deanna is more worried about you. Because I haven't eaten at all.

Mr. Shamash said that it's hard to work all the time without eating rice because there's no longer a connection to retaining spiritual power...... but regardless of the race, I think you have to eat the rice properly.

In that regard, Mr. Marina is great.

Even Mr. Marina is supposed to be hard, but he's shaking it so well. Aeon says it's painfully hard to train, so that's not good......

Mr. Aeon works hard on his maid's job, and he's quick to remember his job.

You think you have an amazing vocation and a triple job with "General" and "Holy Knight" and "Mage"?

I don't know why such an amazing person is doing a maid of honor in this mansion, but she's a beauty, and I'm sure there's something wacky about it.

Anyway, thanks to Mr. Aeon's presence, I could afford the job.

What I can do.

There is only one more thing.

Let's get everyone to work together on this and move on.

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On the day the parade took place, I was in the venue first as a support clerk.

After the parade, there will be a brief party in the central square of Eliche.

As a pastime for the party, a mock battle is also scheduled to be fought by the Summoning Warcraft and the Knights, summoned by Mr. Shamash.

Guys, Mr. Aeon and Etowa will join us as Knights of Women, so it's just me and all of you who do the backside.

Just a little bit, I wanted to join in, Na, I don't know, but there were all kinds of people there, and there was nothing wrong with the back at all.

We will prepare the venue by arranging the treats and drinks that you brought from Nippon and the dishes that I and Ion have made.

We talked about being a little late, but I can't really see him. She said she could run errands, so maybe she can't help it.

Today, everyone explains the ceremonial steps, and the rehearsal is done yesterday. In case you can't come...

After all, there was no such thing as coming.

The parade itself was a great success, and the party and entertainment proceeded without delay.

The food and treats were popular, and all the Knights receiving souvenir badges from the mayor were cool.

Of course, I don't think that means that all of the Knights will be accepted soon.

Even in the venue, I heard chills about knights in women's asses...... or even demons and Turks are no different than lowlife mercenaries......

But the majority of the people, at least ostensibly, were friendly.

I don't know what's going to happen to the Knights from now on, but Rebecca said she's got some work, and maybe even a little change, as you said, for sure.

When the parade was over and I was on my way home, a frigid merchant-style man spoke to Deanna. I've got a bunch of escort warriors stuck together, jalajara and lots of jewelry on them, and they look like some rich merchant.

The man who laughs and talks to Niyanya is apparently familiar with Deanna.

but he doesn't seem to be a very good relationship person and Deanna seems blatantly disgusted.

Immediately beside Deanna, Hetty, in a mask, stands and listens with her. Is Mr. Hetty someone you know, too?

I was somewhat concerned and went as far as the Kossoli side to get my ears up.

Apparently, the merchant-style man praises the Knights and Deanna.

"With such a great cavalry, there will be as much place to play, whether it be in Imperial Capital or Marishera. I can do it. What if it's possible to advance to the Emperor and enroll as an official Knights...?

I'm kind of making up stories I want to dream about.

The emperor, the official knighthood. I wonder if he's such a great guy. Doesn't look that way though.

"I don't care if they tell me that story."

Deanna the only untouched reply.

This is a pattern that I'm really not interested in.

Deanna is someone who is not genuinely interested in what she is not interested in… or someone who is so tough besides herself. Instead, it's sweet and gentle on the inside.

"This squad belongs to my husband. Including me."

"Hmm? But Princess Deanna. What happened to you, the slave print?

"I cancelled my contract once for this parade. What's that?

"Hmm. I see. So you belong to nobody else. Didn't I?

A merchant in Pocciari shape who throws up such a line with a decision face that looks like a wink.

I have enough goosebumps to tell from Mr. Hetty's arms.

"It has nothing to do with slavery contracts. Me and the Knights belong to your husband."

"Heh... Well, I guess I'll need to discuss it with your husband. So, where are you with your husband?

It's a playful trick, a man who lets you look around with a chirp.

I don't know, it feels so bad.

"I'm a little behind on errands today."

"Delay? Even though the parade and the party are over already?

"... what do you want?"

"No, what? We've been talking about a lot of noise around here lately."

Niyaniya and the man.

Very, very unpleasant.

"... well, I don't care about that. So, Princess Deanna, what's going on with the example guide? I'm here in the name of the solo family, so if you don't mind about the Knights, I'd like you to accomplish it early. If you can't accomplish it, you have to work even here, so hey..."

"We should be able to accomplish this soon."

I know that Deanna and Deanna talked in the garden in the middle of the night a long time ago about her special guidance because she and Marina had been hiding and listening.

Deanna says it's been two years since she left home to accomplish that guidance. Even at the beginning of his familiarity with you, he seems to lead the way.

"I hope so."

A man shrugs his shoulder.

Mr. Hetty is moving his fingers tonnes as he arms with frustration.

"But I can't even afford to be a solo family. You can't let them play forever at a man who doesn't even lead you to the achievement of guidance.... Princess Deanna is giving herself away now, with her husband... isn't that irrelevant to your guidance?

"... no, no doubt about it"

"Hmm. But how could you not come today?

"What do you want to say?"

"No, what if? That when he died - that was the ordained destiny of your guidance... Isn't that what happens?

"That's never going to happen."

To the merchant who tells the story of something caught in his back teeth, he finally cut the paralysis, when Mr. Hetty pulled out his sword at a rate that could not even be stopped by his eyes, stopping it perfectly at the man's throat.

The warriors of the escort can't move a single step. Early work.

"... what are you. It's disrespectful, who do you think I am?

He doesn't even give me a glance at the sword that hits his throat, strengthens his tone and stares at Mr. Hetty, says.

"Of course I do. He kidnapped a daughter of the Barbaclo Chamber of Commerce and took over the Chamber of Commerce. Was he the brother of the solo owner?"

"Oh, you......! its voice......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

A man raises his voice in amazement.

When Mr. Hetty took the mask and exposed his face, the man's face turned bright blue.

I still seemed to know him.

"Heh... Henrietta...! You... why are you here...? No, my brother told me you were dead..."

"Hehe, it's not like I'm going to die. By the way, I'm part of this cavalry too, uncle, but do you still want this cavalry?

"Just kidding......! Some idiot wants to put Reaper in his nose."

"I guess.... so, uncle. At the Barbacro Chamber of Commerce, you must be very rich, how strange it is to want a Knights like this again? Sure, it's grainy, but still, you could have as many as you want, right?

"That's not true...... It's hard to get good people."

"Heh... you're lying. Your uncle's aim must be Deanna. I didn't know what the purpose was at first, but on second thought, otherwise you don't have to move straight away."

The man's face gets even bluer.

Apparently, it's a drawing star.

"So I was on this side too... it was a detour. Hey, uncle. I wonder what happened to my Zillow. I've been telling you a lot of interesting stories, though? Depends on your response... Pom... huh?... I just wanted to kill you and I've been a wuss"

Wow, Mr. Hetty is cool.

I heard about Mr. Hetty being a pretty famous mercenary back in the day, but the atmosphere is out of step by aura.

Neither can the slaves, who are supposed to escort men, move at all, just to see how jizzy they are.

"Shit, I don't know! I didn't do anything."

"You can't even shine on me. Answer me."

Mr Hetty says in a bottom-cold voice.

"I don't know! There's no way you know more or less about a man who hasn't been here!

The man, sweating, cut Shira if he didn't know.

I'm pretty desperate to see how scared Mr. Hetty is.

"But you were trying to do something, weren't you? Didn't you think I'd kill Zillow anyway and plunder everything with my mouth full? Oh, no. No. I wonder why the solo men are so secluded. I really hate it when I wonder if blood is connected to this. I wonder if that's the kind of word you use when you have hair."

I really don't like throwing up, Mr. Hetty.

Kill him... What, you were after me...?

So what prevented you from coming today...?

"Stupid...... What would use such a hand against such a country merchant? I thought it would be enough to tighten it up a little and let him grip even a bag of gold coins!

"Huh, really? What does Becky think?

Mr. Hetty turns the water to Mr. Rebecca, who was asking how he was doing a little further away.

Mr. Rebecca shrugged his shoulder so that he didn't know.

Neither do I. I don't know, but it looks like I've been trying to do something, and there's a reason why you're late... I think that's likely.

But I guess that doesn't mean I kill just the possibility...

"I can't help it. I'll miss you today. Zillow, I want to talk to you. Besides, it's boring to pollute the revelations of the Knights because of your blood.... but when I feel like it, I mean I can always kill you, even if you're my uncle... Remember"

"Damn......"

When Mr. Hetty drew his sword, he took a escort slave to escape and the man left.

"Heh... Hetty...? What are you talking about... Your husband...?

The man leaves, and Deanna, who was behaving in a temperament, trembles her lips and asks Mr. Hetty.

"I'm sorry, Deanna. I didn't know you were going after Master Zillow directly...... No, it was my responsibility to leave him alone, even though that possibility was ample.... To be honest, I thought if I even got there before that guy, the rest would matter. If it was, I thought I'd lure you in and kill you. I can't deny I even had that extra thought."

"Stop! Stop! Your husband is fine......! It's supposed to be okay......! He even gave me a replacement bracelet..."

"Of course, I don't think it would be that easy to get hit...... No, I have to check. Was it after something else or was it still coming..."

What? Huh?

After all, how could you have been targeted and killed...?

Liar...... It's okay...... right?

Even Marina always boasted that she was so strong...

Mr. Hetty told everyone about the situation and decided to go back to the mansion anyway.

"... because I wasn't right... If you leave Marina as an escort...... You said it was a Knights or a parade... you were floating"

"Tycho is not bad. Marina... Marina, I've always... decided where to stay from the Lord at all..."

"What is it, both of you! Your husband is fine! Even today, I'm just prolonging some errands over there......! Absolutely... that's all it's supposed to be..."

Everyone has a sad look.

The parade went well, and I was just about to, and I'm shocked.

Still, I don't know what happened, but something called a human being is an unexpected and easy thing to die for.

In my village, too, a child my age died quickly from illness. Mr. Rebecca and Mr. Hetty, who have lived in a world of havoc, will have a stronger sense of it than I do.

Shortly after I got out of Eliche, Deanna screamed.

Some of the ground on the street is stained in perfect red and black.

"Remnants of spiritual power...... Looks like a replacement bracelet was used here..."

"So this blood belongs to Ayase?"

Deanna said that once a deadly attack took place, she was giving away something called a "substitute bracelet" that would take her place and shatter.

That, he said, shows signs of being used here. I mean, someone attacked me here, and I was fatally injured.

But I don't see you anywhere.

"... ah! It's Chro! Cro!"

A horse runs over to Mr. Marina and leans his nose against Mr. Marina.

It's the Black King, your beloved horse.

The rider is absent.

Cro is not so much a bull, he stares at this one with sad eyes.

"... Anyway, let's go back to the mansion. Be careful on the road."

Mr Rebecca says.

Take care on the road.

Does that mean that you might be down somewhere...

I shook my head desperately trying to shake off a bad feeling.

I haven't been able to return any favors yet.

I can't believe we broke up like this.

Reaching the front of the mansion, Deanna screamed again.

Mr. Shamash is also looking around with a harsh look.

"Duh... what's going on?

For a moment, my heart bounced, wondering if you had even been found unharmed.

But it wasn't, and apparently the 'junction' that was being put on the mansion was broken. I don't know, Deanna and Shamash do.

We rushed to the mansion.

One window of the mansion is broken.

Hurry inside. There is no one to look for in the house.

All you have to do is that room.

And you were there.

The magic mirror had been broken unbroken and trapped in its shards.

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A girl who attacked you like that and supposedly broke a mirror was standing up at the scene. With his vain eyes, he just stands bonkers.

Mr. Shamash captured the girl (albeit with no resistance whatsoever) and, most importantly, opened his back buggily.

"This kid is called" Automata, "and he's a doll that moves with spiritual stones and demonic stones in his power. Apparently, you used this kid as an assassin. Well, I just got the Spirit Stone, just fine."

As Mr. Shamash removed the spirit stone from the girl's back, the girl closed her eyes and collapsed to the spot. It's a very well made doll.

I heard later that this Automata is a relic of the Spiritual Civilization Era and that Mr. Shamash has only seen it once.

When the Spirit Stone and the Demon Stone are given power, they say that they faithfully adhere to what their master says as a moving doll.

It seems that being here means that he was sent in as an assassin or not...

But the doll, from what I've seen, feels like it's just a little girl. How can you do this with so much training?

I wonder if they did what I was alarmed about.

She looks like a pretty girl, and she might be.

While I was thinking about it, the Spirit Stone was handed to Deanna.

Deanna lost her complexion so much that she thought she'd lost her soul that she wasn't shocked.

Deanna began to cast her magic, as Shamash had asked her to.

Looks like he's going to fix the mirror with spiritual magic using spiritual stones.

Deanna told me that you can only use magic on a limited basis.

The dim basement is surrounded by bright light, and Deanna's spiritual magic is emitted into the mirror.

"Ah..."

However, the mirror became several light spheres without accepting the light, which could be bounced off and disappeared.

"... no... was it? I had no idea you wouldn't accept it at all. Again, it's probably the fastest way to find a producer... but with so much product, it's probably definitely a relic of the Spiritual Civilization Era... fixing it is..."

Mr. Shamash shakes his head.

"... No, yes, why...? Hih, even the princess can't...?

"Marina......"

Marina shakes Deanna's shoulder.

There are large tears in those deep purple eyes.

"It's okay... it is, isn't it? Look, look, Lord, which one is looking this way......! If you look so sad, ugh..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"I don't know... I don't know..."

- And so we were separated from the other world.

Only a tiny piece of mirror became the only thing that connected us.

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Then, Deanna and Marina spent a while crying.

After a while, Mr. Marina stood up and started training from morning to evening, saying, "We need to be stronger and be able to absolutely protect the Lord which".

Deanna keeps herself locked up in the mansion all the time without letting go of her mirror shards.

Mr. Shamash says he solves the mystery of the mirror and does some research all day long.

That mirror was cleverly knitted with spirituality and witchcraft, and I knew that far, but vice versa, I only knew that far.

Mr. Shamash had tried everything to see if he could communicate with any of the other people on the other side. But it really didn't work out.

Deanna stopped letting Mr. Shamash touch the mirror, who was too unscrupulous and afraid the mirror would break even more or lose its function.

Mr. Shamash re-stretched the mansion's boundaries pretty much the same.

Talking about a powerful juncture that no one but the clan members could enter, and certainly no one could get to it, even if they tried to get the villagers to deliver vegetables and feed. The previous junction was knitted with fairly advanced magic, and even Mr. Shamash said it was difficult to reproduce it.

She laughed at herself when she was reminded that she was so clumsy, but even someone who could even summon a dragon was weirdly impressed that she had troubles.

Mr. Rebecca is out with Mr. Hetty looking for a way to fix the mirror.

Apart from that, in this case, you decided to kill some flashy merchant the other day, and you're currently in the process of summoning "Mr. Hetty's former mercenary boys" to hunt him down with a jitter?

It's just that Mr. Rebecca wants you to kill him with your own hands, so he's putting a stop to Mr. Hetty. Whatever. "As for the experience of killing people, there's no more chance" so what?

Rebecca is a normal sweet sister when she's around, but she's really such a tough and scary person.

"Don't just piss off Mr. Rebecca"

Anyone in the village knows that.

Mr. Aeon, while also working on the mansion, is attached to Mr. Marina's training.

He seems to keep training pretty hard, and even though he comes home hectic every day, it's hard to stop him because he's serious or even trying to do the mansion job.

But I'm worried about Mr. Marina by herself, and there's only one person I can go out with right now, like Mr. Ion. I'm glad Mr. Aeon is here.

Mr. Elepi is protecting Eliche's shop with Etowa.

The new store is said to be postponing opening for now.

The truth is, he wanted to open the store while there was a fever for the parade, but you don't think his apprentice can open the store without the owner?

The stock for continuing the original store was fairly stocked in the mansion, so she said it was still okay for a while.

However, Etowa was worried that she might need to think about it from then on as it would all go away......

Our lives are all dependent on the sales of Eliche's stores.

It will still take until the Knights can earn their income.

If…….

What if it stays like this?

Will I not be able to stay in this mansion?

Debt for spiritual stones may be chara, but I don't care about that. I wanted to serve you so badly.

You watched me study in my free time at night.

"Hongo" was a difficult word to use in your hometown.

It's not a dictionary, so I wrote it on my own notebook one word at a time.

I haven't done it at all yet.

Even though there is guidance out there to "learn another language".

Even though my vocation is to be a "secretary".

"Ah. Right."

Let's write a letter.

Oh, I thought so.

You can't read Lusad characters, and you don't speak Lusad.

But if you speak Japanese, you can communicate.

Why, I didn't realize right away, I don't like my silliness additions and subtractions.

But I'm sure the Great Spirit has given me this vocation and guidance for this time.

If I decided to, I would have acted fast.

I don't know anything about Japanese enough to write to you yet.

Whatever the word, writing sentences is tough.

But I can't help crying. I don't know what it's like to be on the other side.

Besides, I can get a lot of responses from you.

It may be difficult to decipher, but you should be able to do it.

"All right......! Mr. Ion, Mr. Marina. May I have a word?"

I decided to tell the two of them what was going on and ask them to help me with the majority of the mansion's work.

I need a little time to write.

Not with one hassle, as it has always been.

The two of them took it on quickly.

Instead, he wants me to get the message across.

Of course, I was going to do that from the beginning, so I agreed to it.

Let's gather all the messages.

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It wasn't until about 20 days after the letter was written up.

It's almost just "hiragana," but I think it's well written.

I hope it conveys its meaning properly......

The message from everyone was already collected by Mr. Marina, so it also says it properly.

All you have to do is take Deanna's share.

"Oh, um... Deanna"

"What's going on? Orica."

"I... just wrote a letter in Japanese. You know, so far, we're all fine..."

"I know."

"So, get everyone a message... and then, Deanna, it's just for you. What do you want to do with your message?"

Deanna, while smiling gently, has lost a little weight in the past month or so.

Like a flower on the verge of scattering, shuddering, beautiful, painful.

Deanna, I'm sure you'll feel a little better when you hear back from me.

"So... will you write this?

Write a message from Deanna.

All right, now all you have to do is give it to me...

"Orica. Hey, can I write my own?

"Oh, but Deanna..."

"I know. Just one word."

Deanna wrote a word of love in Lusad letters.

The two of them were really close, even from me. I've always been with him and I've never seen him stop smiling.

Right now, Deanna and all of you are in pain of being cut off.

It's too whispering to say grace, but I hope you're at all happy with this letter.

I sealed the completed letter and wrote on the table, "Better than Orica."

The truth is, I have a message for everyone, and is "better than everyone" or something? I thought... that's good, right?

The letter is handed to me directly.

Sometimes you just have to give it to me at the right time because there are times when you can get your hands out of the mirror.

Deanna asked for a letter and handed it to her, and the next moment, a little girl appeared in the air with the sound of a pong.

"Ah! What, yeah?

I have heard of it from people who have accomplished guidance.

The Spirit said he had a stick in his hand, a cute hat on his twirling blonde hair, shaking his little feathers and floating fluffy.

Right now, right in front of you, this girl is exactly...

"Let... spirits...? So...?

"Yes. Well done, Orica. Congratulations on achieving your first 'guide'."

"What, but I still don't know how to master it properly..."

"If you can properly convey your thoughts in words, you can say you have mastered that. Then this will be your first spiritual stone, won't it? Take care."

The spirits disappear.

In my hand, a clear spiritual stone is gripped.

I was not lost and chose to have the stone handed over with me.

Now I can only thank you for one thing.

It is said that if there is one spiritual stone, one can live for a year.

Now we'll also be able to afford a temporal respite until the mirror is fixed.

I exhaled, confirming that I had received the letter and the Spirit Stone.

Come on, the mansion's accumulating work, too. You have to work hard on that one!