Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de

The movement of soldiers from a hundred people, in a nutshell, is all we need to talk about, but when we actually do it, it takes a lot of hassle to prepare and do the procedure.

All procedural relations have been left to Meilia, rather than cleaned up in a round-throated fashion, but now we have to figure out a way to actually get those 100 soldiers to the woods of disgust.

It takes two days by carriage from the city of Kuklika to the entrance to the woods.

At the end of the day, more time is wasted going on foot.

"Do you even tailor a carriage?

Lianya twisting her head in the reception room at home wondering what was wrong.

I look at Lianya like that, and I ask Shion, no way I shake my neck to the side.

There are too many to say 100 people to carry by carriage.

There's nothing you can't do if you tailor more than one carriage, but the cost is not stupid.

Since the state will have the cost anyway, I also felt that it would be fine otherwise as Lotus Ya, but the four-day blank, apart from the cost, is too much to lose than the main purpose of the training.

"I feel like I could run in a day right now..."

"That's not human walking power, is it?

Let me give it a try, etc., and Theon will stab the nail before suggesting that Lianya is outrageous.

From Sion's point of view, Lianya's abilities have already diverged a great deal from the realm of the human race in various parts.

Even though they told me to imitate it, it was an obvious fact that it was impossible.

As a matter of fact, Scion, seen from the soldiers, had similar feelings, but Scion had not noticed.

"Do you want me to ask May to let the Magic Guide ship out?

Scion thinks he would have enough carrying capacity to carry a hundred soldiers if he had one.

And the speed is pretty fast.

Theon thought it was a good suggestion, but Lianya immediately rejected it.

"Stop. The nobles seem annoyed."

Lotus Yakiya thinks that what she says about the people who follow the difficulty is what bites her there as soon as she finds any small thing.

If Theon asked Meliá to do that, he wouldn't know what kind of complaints he would take to Meliá.

"So what do we do? It's a blockage."

It was Zion, who raises his hands and does long live, but Lianya says without following it.

"Not really. If you don't have to choose the means, there's a way."

"Well, then let's do it"

Shion interrupts immediately without even listening to what Lianya says about the method.

"You. You don't even have to ask me what's in there?

"Good or bad, I have no alternative. Except for getting on Lianya's plan."

And Zion answered the words of Lotus Ya, who was a little shuddered, with a grand breast.

The attitude is splendid, but not prestigious.

"You don't have any thoughts or thoughts... that's a hard word to evaluate."

"Anyway, let's go with that. Must be a waste of time, huh?

I wonder if it is really okay, but I conclude that even though I have left my successor, Her Royal Highness the First Duchess of this country will give me ink, so I guess it's okay.

"Okay, so let's go. Can Theon get his supplies ready with Frau? Because I already told Frau what I needed. I'm supposed to buy it in the form of turning the bill over to Meilia, so help me."

"Okay. I'll take care of it."

Nodding forcefully, Theon goes looking for Frau.

After dropping off that back, Lianya said to herself in a room where no one was there, remaining on the spot.

"You're really not coming, are you?

"Yeah, well... it's a little local when it's in the woods."

It was Emil who showed up to stain out of the wall while answering.

Lotus Yaya didn't know what kind of logic it was, but occasionally Emil shows up sneaking out of a space with nothing.

In front of anyone but Lianya, Emil would never do it.

But apparently Lianya and Flau are noticing that they remain invisible, standing ears all over the house or observing them still.

So far, there seems to be no harm other than the invasion of privacy, so it was Lianya and Flau who left us alone more than not coming to their place.

"He said the destination was the woods, so Cloire was going to accompany him."

"Frau and Rhona seem to be staying."

"Frau... you can't leave the house or me. And because of that look... I have trouble getting soothed by the soldiers"

Flau, as Silky, has the constraint of saying that he must be near either the house he is protecting or his husband, Lianya.

Normally, anyway, I can't predict what kind of modulation it would have on that spirit if the soldiers who are now starting to slaughter all sorts of things saw Flau in a small, cute maid.

More than I could have expected, I couldn't have let them make contact right now.

"Lorna said she was going with Meyria, and she was going to some nobleman's restraint."

"That's a lot of hard work. I hope you're not bald."

"Don't say it in front of Lorna, okay? 'Cause you're gonna cry."

It's Emil who jokes and laughs, but even from Lianya's point of view, I wonder if Lorna works too many things.

Because even if I was worried, I'd be lying on Zion's amulet without Kiri, and there seemed to be other country-related jobs on my hands.

In addition to that, it is not surprising that the degree of fatigue and hard work is getting worse this time with the nobles at the aid of Meyria and if it is only a matter of words, but it can be done.

If she was a man, she might have had to worry about the extinction of her hair, Lianya thought without joking.

I just thought it wasn't something I could do instead.

"So Lenya. What do we use to get around, huh?

"Hmm? Oh, hey. I'm gonna go do you a favor next door. In the meantime, I need Emil to have something for me."

Lotus Yaya invites Emil for a moment.

As he was invited, Emil approached Lianya and put his ears close to his mouth.

"Huh? Yeah? Uh... oh, yes. Okay, but... why don't we make a fuss?

"Not now, is it?

Lotus herself left the room to visit Az's neighbor's house for a favor, saying he was worried about the demons.

The next day, the city of Kuklika made a fuss as Emil worried.

The following Keith soldiers, who were willing to have to train at the practice field from first thing in the morning onwards today, will look worried that almost everyone will be made to do what the hell they are going to do with Lianya's words telling them to equip themselves with a real sword and leave their backpack behind this time, trying to get their usual gear as they are ordered by Lianya, who appeared abruptly.

Still, the instructor's orders were absolute to them.

In fact, it was them who had been put together for a little over two weeks per Lotus Yan training, but it was at first that I mourned myself being made to participate in this crazy training, and I also cursed Lotus Yan imposing such training, but I was doing some training this way by believing a word from Lotus Yan who said he would give me strength.

However, at one point in time as a frontier, I realized that the training, which had been so hard until then, was still too much, but it was easier to do than the previous day, and the next day was easier than the previous day.

Lianya did not reduce the amount of training.

Then it is thought that the soldier's body is accustomed to the amount of training Lotus Yakiya, or that the soldier's ability is approaching the capacity that needs training.

When they realized it, the soldiers fell prey to the fact that they were already sloppy.

I got one shot yesterday and I was down, and I couldn't stand three shots today, or something.

You put an extra hammer in your backpack and you said you could move it yesterday as well?

If the soldiers who want to be strong experience that feeling, they can't get out of there anymore.

If you carry out the training that Lianya imposed, you will know that you will only be able to do it.

Soldiers thank Lotus Yay for taking themselves to a level they don't know, and from there on, the training content escalates at a place Lotus Yay doesn't know anymore.

Increasing quantities of hammers in the backpack, or some additional lead wrapped around the pattern of the bamboo at some point, are the prelude to the beginning and end of betting on the magical attacks of Emil and Lianya by who the hell can prevent the most.

Of course, Lianya doesn't know that such a bet is being made.

I just kind of thought the bullet rate was coming up.

For the record, whatever you say about people doesn't grow up to make that much noise.

But once destroyed, a person's body has the ability to strengthen itself in an attempt to overcome the conditions when it is destroyed.

It was supposed to take a long time to do that, with a short cycle of precious ingredients that were sneaky mixed into the diet like you wouldn't normally get, and a level of Emil's medication that said you wouldn't get it around once it was just a healing agent, in fact such a powerful healing agent, and at an unusual rate.

It's Emil's word because it's not a human modification, it's just a boost to the abilities they originally had.

Aside from that, the soldiers wear their gear as ordered by Lianya, and when they hang a sword with a blade on their hips that they do not use in training, they rush out on their feet to the plains outside the city designated as Lianya.

The time slot was still early in the morning, and moreover the plains a little further from the streets had been designated, so there were few eyes.

In that place Emil had already begun to prepare, and there were about twenty cages lined up around her of a size that seemed like she could still afford even if a few large adults came in together, plus about two other cages loaded with some kind of supplies.

The cage was given a rope in those four corners and made to be able to hang on something, but the soldiers couldn't imagine what they were going to hang that huge cage on.

"Well done. Soldiers."

Wait for them all to be aligned, and Lianya will raise her voice.

Next to Lianya, who stands in front of the soldiers and speaks out loud, a cloire in a grassy elf costume stands with a strange face.

The soldiers missed the instructor's words, and decided to shelf the questions, etc. for now, and listened to Lianya's words.

That seriousness is rarely seen elf's, and quite a few beautiful girls among them, so much so that they don't take their gaze away from you.

"Recently, Her Royal Highness the Duchess of Meyria received one request. It's separate from your training."

Once the words are separated, Lianya looks over at the soldiers.

Even if Lianya cuts her words, there's nothing to pinch her mouth there.

"Her Royal Highness's request is to show the results of that month's training in the eyes of the nobles of the Principality after a month separated by a period of time in charge of your training."

Just for a moment, but the blurring runs among the soldiers.

Lianya suppressed the blurring with her gaze alone and went on even further.

"The result is that the noblemen say," Go to mock wars with the soldiers they possess. "

I get a slightly bigger twitch than I did earlier.

When I say soldiers from the Principality of Triden, I create one organization mixed with the participation of aristocratic related human beings as a duty and the voluntary participation of citizens, etc.

Therefore, as an organization, it is quite coherent, but there is considerable variation in the quality of individual soldiers.

By contrast, to say the private soldiers that the nobility has is to do with the nobility's faculties as well. Since they put quite a bit of money into collecting those who stand up in arms, cohesion as an organization is unknown, but many are of high quality.

One hundred soldiers under Commander Keith, trained by Lianya, were volunteers from citizens.

That's why I get the anxiety that we'll feel awkward about the existence of saying nobility, and that we can fathom ourselves to the strength of the private soldiers we hear rumors about.

That appears to have emerged as a slightly larger blur.

"Don't make a scene. I was asked by Her Highness the Duchess. I won't fight if I can't win."

The soldier's bluffing is satisfied by Lianya, who confidently speaks out.

It was the soldiers who thought that there might be some way to do it, but Lianya immediately smashed the thought.

"I'll tell you what, there's no plan. Hit decent from the front."

"Dear Teacher... then we have a winning eye..."

I tell Lianya the way Keith said it would be roughed up.

Lianya glanced at Keith like that and laughed with her nose.

"I don't think you guys can win without a hard time, but the way you think about it is not yet suitable for battle. Suddenly you think you're not going to win is proof of that."

Certainly you may be right, I have no objection from the soldiers I think.

I really think of it as a difference in status between nobility and civilians, or as an elite mustered by volunteers.

"To rebuild your spirits and conduct combat training, we will now conduct an expedition."

At the same time that Lianya proclaimed so, signs of the city of Kuklika, far from them, panicked.

If the soldiers who noticed it looked toward the city, they could see the soldiers of the sights and the gatekeepers rushing off somewhere, and the travellers waiting in turn to enter the city early in the morning could see that the judges would also be directed into the city as if they were going to flee there.

"What the hell..."

Keith, who was about to say what, shuddered herself into a chill that felt like running up her back.

That was a good resemblance to the intimidation that Lianya suddenly activated without foreshadowing during the training, but felt somewhat weaker than that.

Still, I think if we weren't used to Lianya's intimidation, Keith, we might have been in enough panic to escape the scene ourselves.

At the end of that gaze, on the other side of the sky, Keith found a number of black dots.

"No way that..."

It was something I had seen before.

There was only one thing I saw at that time, and then the real dragon cavalry, long lost in the city of Kuklika, returned.

The exact same thing that I saw at that time, I saw a number of things ahead of Keith's gaze.

"Stupid! Dragon!? And he said it was more than one!?

"Don't wander around, soldier chief, it's noisy. You won't be able to carry a hundred people without that."

"... now what?

I thought Lianya had spoken an incredible word, and Keith overheard.

"So you can't carry a hundred soldiers in a cage without about a haulier's dragon, can you?

"In a dragon? Carry us?

"Who else do you carry... thank you guys for taking the trouble to ask the dragon rider dragon through the dragon cavalry rearis"

It can be an unlimited, close request to blackmail, but the circumstances around it are unwilling to explain Lianya either.

I'm just wondering if you said a little too much about it because you were half crying when you asked me to, Dora.

"Okay, gentlemen. The destination of this expedition is the forest of exasperation. So do combat training and prepare for mock warfare. Whether the location is the only place, it cannot be said to be safe. Rather dangerous. So whoever refuses to participate can stay."

Gradually approaching dragon figure.

Keith and the others don't make it slight, as if they were fascinated by it.

Lianya feels anxious to say if she is listening.

The destination was supposed to be a pretty shocking place, but it doesn't seem like a reaction about you.

From the soldiers' point of view, before the reality that the dragons would carry themselves and fly, I was in the mood for no more shock no matter what I heard.

The forest of temper is certainly a danger zone, but it is also not so desperate compared to the dragon.

"However, as far as those who participated are concerned. Let me assure you that when you are a private soldier of nobility, you will gain more strength than you will suffer. Well, what do we do?

Keith looked back at the men behind him and shouted to Lianya, who asked.

"Let's go, you guys! There's no way the dragons will ever carry us, and we'll never live again for decades to come!

"Huh? That way? Eat up over there you guys......?

Soldiers who raise their voices and rush into cages.

Lotus Ya feels kind of left out.

A small sigh of sigh sighed as he watched what was going on beside him.

"Nori is very... hot and painful."

Kroir has become a little fluent in speaking the common language.

While stroking that head with a good effort, Lianya reflects on one person wondering if he took the story the wrong way.

"Is that it? What about Scion?

"First, caged, thrust, went"

Lotus Yakiya was impressed with the answered croir and watched closely.