No Fatigue: 24-jikan Tatakaeru Otoko no Tenseitan

"- Wait. Something's wrong."

Stop on Mr. Lutwara's words.

On the road so far, I knew exactly how good Mr. Rutwara was.

The principle is unknown, but I sometimes perceive signs of enemies sooner than perceived by my skills (now integrated into the class).

Fighting ability is another thing, but as an A-rank adventurer, there will be about below inside. Compared to me and Melvi, it's cruel.

Now, those are the words of Mr. Lutwara.

"Weird, what?

I'll listen.

"It's not a dangerous sign, but there's an anomaly, it feels like it."

With that word, we proceed with caution.

Eventually, I found out what Mr. Rutwara was saying.

"Flaming Cactus."

Chopped cliff mountain roads. Cactus crowded with red flowers everywhere along the cliff.

"... is there a problem?

"Hmmm...... if you don't stimulate it, there shouldn't be a problem. However, there should be very little flame cactus around here usually."

Flame Cactus says it rains flames when stimulated.

Sounds unusual. Let's see the status.

Flame Cactus (Tree Shaped)

Level 1

HP3/3

MP 125/125

Abilities

Flamethrowing (Spit out flammable sap and ignite.

This guy... demon, what is it?

"Hmm, as far as [wave detection] goes, it doesn't look like it's a bad thing, does it?

Melvi answers my inner questions.

[Wave Detection] That's what Melvi used to get from the goddess, the skill of detecting Curse.

"Well, let's pass softly"

Mr. Rutwara nods to my words.

We start walking down the mountain path to avoid irritating flame cactus that grows on our sides.

but as soon as we took a step, the Flame Cactus and the others moved together (...).

"Hey, what's this?!?"

Mr. Rutwara screams.

The Flame Cactus pulled their hairy roots off the ground and surrounded us.

But I'm not doing any more than that.

I was preparing the magic of putting a curtain on the water because it would rain a flame...

"What? Tusher Lavati?

Melvi snaps.

"What's going on?

"Yes, Tushire Lavati wants to leave."

That's what Melvi said, Tooshire Ravati out of dimensional storage - took the rainbow cactus I gave him before.

Toshiya has been able to communicate her intentions to Melvi in the last decade with something like telepathy.... I don't think I know what you're talking about, but I can't help it because it actually is.

Junya's appearance from dimensional storage is the same as before, a rainbow cactus potted plant.

but did you see that? As soon as the flame cactus surrounding us lay flat.

... No, I don't think I know what you're talking about (hereinafter abbreviated)

"Hey, what the hell!

Mr. Rutwara screams spookily.

But there is no one here who can answer that. Even I'd like you to explain this.

Junya twisted her arms toward the Flame Cactus? moved.

The Flame Cactas are similarly moving their arms to tell Toshiya something.

The word?, Toshiya is telling Melvi... Apparently.

A while later, Melvi said.

"According to them, the volcano is now active, and the fire attribute demons and flame cactus are getting better"

"Heh."

What do you want me to say unexpectedly...

"Except they feel something unusual about the volcano's activation. So we're trying to move the settlement out of danger."

"... we can move, these guys"

No, I actually did.

"I can't usually do that, but when it's dangerous, they're gonna move after we've discussed it within their people."

We're gonna talk about it.

"They're dormant when there's no danger. When danger looms, it creates awareness as a 'herd'."

"You're a mysterious creature..."

I'm Toshiya and I'm immune, but Mr. Rutwara is hardened.

"Regardless of their ecology, is it useful information"

Ryuga Peak, which was thought to be a dead volcano, was enlivened.

But these guys say they feel something unusual there.

"I think Lord Tushiravati will be fine, but if we're going to get close to the fire escape, we should be careful..."

"My lord. That's not where you hang on."

I'll think about it for a second and then I'll say it.

"Anything else you know about Ryuga Peak?

Melvi tells Toshiya what I said to the Flame Cactus, and Toshiya tells the Flame Cactus. The opposite route is communicated and the reply returns.

"What! It's not hard!

Melvi was surprised.

"What's going on?

"Someone's attacking the Dwarves!

Me and Mr. Lutwara (recovered from rigidity) were inadvertently turning away.

- The carriage is under attack.

That would be the case if we gave a partial representation of the situation.

However,

"... what the hell?

I was groaning by accident.

Indeed, the carriage is under attack.

As the Flame Cactus and the others have informed us, it is the Dwarf population that is being attacked.

If that's all, you might say it's more of a reasonable sight in this fantastic world.

But all the other elements were strange.

The Dwarves are forming dense formations with heavy steel shields and intercepting enemies in hand cannons (...) from behind them. The iron sphere flies with the explosion sound, smashing alpine shrubs.

In the middle of the dense formation, a steel carriage stops. The side walls of the carriage stretched all the way up to the ceiling, behind which seemed to be a Dwarf with a bowgun hidden.

Heavy Artillery Regiment by Dwarf, but a group to be called. That's just surprising, but the front of the carriage, the table in front of the horse, is considerably larger than the normal one. Besides, I still see steel wheels underneath it.

"No way...... is it an engine?

Are some horses disguised as carriages, or is the engine not enough output?

It would be tight to tow a carriage like a chunk of iron on a regular horse alone, so it might be rather odd without auxiliary power.

but I can't afford to be observing something that looks like an engine for a long time.

Against this semi-modern army of dwarves, its enemies are creating a state of antagonism.

The identity of the enemy is:

"Elves!?"

I was surprised by the voice Mr. Rutwara suppressed.

Yes. It's a bunch of elves with green cloth that are raiding the Dwarves' heavy artillery regiment.

"That's a lot of practice... what kind of force is that?

As Melvi twinkles, the elves are highly skilled.

Cut off the Dwarf shelling and scratch. Don't let the Dwarves narrow their focus as they rush from the shadows of sparse rocks and shrubs to the shadows.

And pull the trigger on the weapon in your hand.

That's...

"That's a gun!

What the elves were holding was a long-barrelled rifle.

The loading is bolt-actionable, so the projectile is not high. but the bullet speed was faster than the Dwarf shell.

The bulk of the shooting is prevented by a large shield, but some bullets have jerked off their defenses and injured Dwarves with their hands.

Ranger Squad of Dwarf's Heavy Artillery Regiment VS Elves.

What is happening here is nothing else, a "shootout" that shouldn't be possible in this world.

"Doh, what are you gonna do, Edgar!

Melvi raises a bewildered voice.

Honestly, I don't know what it is, but sometimes I just know one thing.

"The Elves are raiding, the Dwarves are raiding."

Of course, it is not possible that the Dwarf side is the questioner and there is justice on the Elf side.

But it could also be the other way around. And in that case, static observation of Dwarf being killed here is irrevocable.

"You can only ask what's going on after you stop fighting for now"

I took some of the stuff out of the dimensional storage.

From those about the size of a grip, pull the pins together with caution power. Wait just one second and then throw it inside the elf group.

Then, pay attention in a hurry.

"Mr. Rutwara, block your eyes and ears!

"What? Ahhh!

Flash and burst sound. Mr. Rutwara's screams.

Of course it was a self-developed flash grenade that I threw.

... Excuse me, Mr. Rutwara. I forgot to pay attention first......

Most importantly, Mr. Rutwara was distant from the blast site.

The elf group that was nearer is stuffing by holding their eyes and ears.

The Dwarves have been harmed... but they've saved us, so let's have patience. If you don't disable this one, you could be attacked by an elf if there is a non-existent one on the Dwarf side.

I show myself in front of the group as I speak out.

"- Close both spears!

I didn't use "spears" on either side, but it would also be lame to say "guns".

"My name is Edgar Culver! He's a special ambassador to the Union of Southern Midgard! I don't know what's going on, but they let me intervene in the fight as an emergency measure! Anyone with a say, step forward!

Between Dwarves and Elves, I declare so.

I dared to choose a dangerous place where I could be shot from both. I didn't want to reveal my identity, but I can't help it at this time.

Melvi also comes next to me late. Mr. Rutwara is confused by flash grenades, so let's have him stay hidden.

A voice rises to my call.

It's from behind Dwarf's line.

"I am Zijarak, the family representative of Steel. Thank you for your intervention… it was a rough intervention."

The woman's voice was heard from inside a steel carriage.

The carriage door opens. It was a drawer like a wagon car in a previous life.

What came out of it was a little young woman. No, is it the average back length as a dwarf? Dwarf's age is hard to tell by other races, but he still looks like a teenager.

It would be luxurious for a dwarf and look good. Dressed like a Central and South American ethnic costume, the hair is carefully braided. There were jewelry peeks all over the costume.

The Dwarves who were out there are all at once.

Dwarf girl opens her mouth.

"Are you sure you want to detain the Raiders?

Thin, bell-ringing voice.

"Wait for that. I want to know what's going on."

"But I have time to talk for a long time..."

The gunshot sounds blocking the girl's voice.

Grab the bullet fired at my fingertips after me.

"What!?"

To the stunning elf, Melvi shoots into the spellbox.

Open magic is sleep. The elf fell asleep in an instant.

"Elves! I don't know what's going on, but I can disable this one in an instant by attacking, escaping, or taking any action."

"... what are you going to do?

Said another elf as he got up.

Apparently, this is the leader.

Like other members, he dresses in multiple combinations of green cloth. What I have in my hand is a wooden rifle. Wooden isn't the only thing I'm saying about stock (gunbeds), like in previous life. Even the barrel is made of wood.

"Nothing like this. I don't know what's going on. Either way, explain it to me."

"You've been sticking your mouth in without even knowing what's going on? Rumor has it, Edgar Culver."

Raise your eyebrows at the words of the elf leader.

"You know me?

"Know what I mean? The heretics who disturb the reason of this world - the reincarnators who use people and create distortions in the world!

An elf leader who throws up hateful.

"A heretic?

"Well, in a way, it's causing distortion."

Melvi mixes it up.

"It's not like I'm unconscious. Nevertheless, have you come with heretics"

Now the Dwarf girl said I was frowning.

"They are spiritual supremacists (elementalists) elves. They have attacked us unilaterally by arguing that we are heretics and by saying that we will repudiate them."

"... Huh?

I mean, not just me, but these girls are heretics, too.

Indeed, this heavily loaded artillery regiment may be "heretical" in light of the standards of this world.... They're going to tell you not to.

"You're elementary elves. You sure about that?

When I checked, the elf leader nodded.

"Exactly. We are hunters who destroy those who cause distortion in the world! Fear, heretic Edgar Culver! You are already subject to our acquittal!

"So, these Dwarves - yeah, they were attacking Mr. Zijarak, too, because of 'bringing distortion to the world', right?

"That's right! Cut down the mountain, which belongs to the Spirit, and play with iron, and sulphur, and make it an instrument of destruction! That this isn't a distortion, that's what!

The leader screams.

"Wait! We have enriched our lives and honed our iron making techniques to protect people from demons!

Mr Zijarak argues.

"... is that all you call Mr. Zijarak's 'sin'?

"Is there more sin than defying the will of the Spirit!

"So, Mr. Zijarak and the others were just developing technology, and you didn't use it to work evil, did you?

A leader gets stuck in my words.

"So, you elementalists and others attacked Mr. Zijarak by unilaterally identifying him as heretical and pleading guilty."

"Hey, what's wrong!

"You've decided to be bad. This area of Central Mountain Ridge is once considered the territory of the Middle Plains Empire. What you did is no different than what the bandits do."

"Come... do what the heretics seem great...!

"I think you're better off."

"Then what a look at this eruption of Ryuga Peak! You heretics are not the result of a distortion in the world!

I see. Is that the world view?

Then, when the heretics, the Zijaraks, came after Dwarves, another heretic, I came in to help. I guess this would also mean, from them, evidence that heretics are trying to consign and adversely affect the world.

There doesn't seem to be room for discussion.

"... hey, can I put them all to sleep now?

Nod to Melvi's words.

A spellbox is thrown at the elves, opening up the magic of sleep.

I was surprised the Dwarves just dropped their jaws at the insignificance.

Says Mr. Zijarak.

"Ha, thank you...... uh, Mr. Edgar"

Mr. Zijarak has a subtle expression on his face.

"You're welcome. Yeah, I did it on my own, so thank you and so on."

The situation could also be swallowed, so I switch to polite language.

"Nevertheless, how did Mr. Zijarak and the others get here?

"Call me Jiji. Uh, I was here because I've been evacuated."

"Evacuation? Oh, is it a volcano?

"Yes, our family of steel lived hidden near the crater at Dragon Gap Peak."

"How could you be in such a dangerous place..."

"Because it's convenient to build steel. I can't tell you any more because it's a family secret..."

"Oh, you used the volcano to build a melting furnace"

"Huh! How could that be..."

"As that leader said earlier, I'm a reincarnator. In the pre-reincarnation world, steel technology was common"

"There's steel technology... the general world!

Jiji makes her eyes shine. The surrounding Dwarves also bothered.

"So, Mr. Edgar also makes iron in this world!?"

I'm going to say it in momentum.

"No, I was going to do it, but the fact is that the basic technology in this world is low and it's not going as far as I think it is going"

Railroads are also being developed, but it is only possible for me or my ancestral elf, Mr. Alphesia, to manufacture rails in the class of "Inventor".

Tell Mr. Jiji about the railroad.

"Shh, it's great! There is such technology in the other world! Oh, I want to see it with these eyes!

Put your hands together and say Jiji in a worshipping position.

"More than that, you said evacuation. Were you going down the mountain and out into the middle plains?

When I hear it, Mr. Jiji returns to his dark expression.

"Yes... Dwarves live mainly on the western side of Central Mountain Ridge, but the western side is heavily monitored by elementalists"

"Do these guys have that much power?

"Yes, the Elementalist has a monopoly on a special wooded area called wooden cannon trees. Wooden cannon trees become hollow, non-flammable and sturdy wood that can be easily processed into the 'wooden cannon' they use"

"What about gunpowder?

"If you shredded and dried wood cannon tree fruit, it means you can make gunpowder that burns explosively. Except for our gunpowder."

I see, was it a "wooden cannon," not an iron cannon? Now that's a plant you just told me to make a gun out of.

"Elementalists who have a monopoly on wooden cannons are both military and powerful, but they also have a wide range of influence as a religion. In particular, it seems widely believed by elves and beasts living in the woods. Most of all, I think there are a limited number of followers as fanatical as they have attacked..."

"So you came down to the east side... Do you expect Nakahara to accept it?

"No, that's..."

Jiji mumbles.

"You don't have connections, do you? Then let me speak to the Empire or the Federation."

"Are you sure!?"

"Rather, it's as much as I'd like to ask you from this side. The small amount of steel produced is the bottleneck of development."

When I take paper and pens out of dimensional storage, I write letters addressed to emperors and hundreds of supergenerals of empires, embassy agents and, in the Federation, kings Vistogard I and Prime Minister David (brother), Alfred's father and Mr. Alphesia. This much will do anything.

Remove the imperial and federal passes from the dimensional storage and give them to Mr. Jiji along with the letter.

Anything around here can be handed over solely by my authority as a special ambassador.

"Oh, thank you! I will never forget this imperial grace!

You're so impressed, you're gonna hold my hand, Mr. Jiji.

I wanted to hear a lot about it, but there's also a volcano investigation.

Ask the Elves Elementarists to hold them in rope and keep them with Mr. Jiji and have them notified to the city of their original. He also gave an additional letter to the Alliance Master in Kreutz, as well as a letter for the Lords with the signature of the Special Ambassador.

We broke up with the Dwarf Heavy Artillery Regiment and started climbing the road to the summit again.

... with Rutwara, who is stunned by a lot of things and has fewer and fewer words.