Ohanabatake no Maousama

"Now, the biggest problem with this operation is ... the difference in numbers. Kuders. Do you know the exact number over there?" When the gunnard pours water, Kuders doesn't respond immediately and his hand on his chin. I guessed for a while.

"I'm sorry, but I don't know the exact number. It's hard to say because it's likely to be bred on its own, but there will be at least 600. The purpose is to recapture the prince. I have to say that it is a bit difficult with your number. "Gannard nodded.

If the enemy has messed up our strategy with numbers, it will be difficult to locate the Prince and perhaps not possible to respond. And your opponent has the number and intelligence to make such a tactic possible.

However, there were those who came in there. Elder. "But if it's a decent way ... I don't forget that there's a good scout here." Yes, if the enemy appeals to violence called number, this is a trick or surprise There is nothing else. The basics are information gathering. In other words, Elder's specialty. However, that was already noticed by everyone here.

"I don't forget, of course, Elder. However, there's no point in doing the diversion," Gunnard looks at Girari and Kuders.

"In other words, do you want to get your hand out of me?" "It's a lot of trouble hearing people. I want you to say that you're asking for cooperation." Gunnard's eyes guard this mansion. Watermelon butlers. It was not noticeable earlier because of the Sanatria rampage, but it was quietly repelling watermelon farmers beside it. Gunnard can't overlook it.

"I'm sorry. In my experience, the experience has been that the negotiation time is prolonged even if I say too much about it." "No doubt. However, there is no way to create unnecessary friction Don't be with your former political opponents or colleagues, but what you're doing may not change much, but from a standpoint Can you forgive me a little more emotionally? Gunnard sniffs unsatisfactorily, smelling that ...

"Oh, this is rude. Did you get a little sick?" "I'm very sick. I'm sorry that I didn't have a handkerchief with onions." To talk about this topic, we speak not by words but by attitude. Elder and Darten secretly turned their tongues and turned their tongues away in response to the exquisite craftsmanship of the upper class.

"Well, joking aside. There is no objection to using watermelon humans, who are my private soldiers. I guess the cause of this situation." "... How much can I get out?" Gunnard swiftly ate to Kuders, who had modified his conversation. And with a smile like a dog eating and fishing. Kuders smiles involuntarily at the brutal reaction.

"Any number of units can be proliferated in thousands of units at once. If you are told to prepare a hundred million units, you want a certain amount of time, but if you have about ten thousand units, we will prepare immediately." Then, not only from Gunnard, but also from Elder, a weird voice came out of his throat. As for Darten, his ability to win against hundreds of millions of watermelons is no problem, and he has not heard of Adelia in the sky.

"... I think you're really good, not a fighting personality." Gannard's mouth sighed, sighing, both stunned and abandoned.

In the first place, Kouders intended to solve the case on his own from the outset, and did not require any intervention from the Gunnards from the outset. To admit it was honest, but Gunnard wasn't stupid enough to see reality.

Well, good. Demon King in the flower garden Let's have fun as originally planned.

Gunnard, who had completely reopened, laughed and spoke to Kudels.

"Then, let's assume that there are 1000 enemies in the castle, and prepare 10,000 soldiers." "Well, Gunnard ... are you going to fight in earnest?" That's a troubling thing, and it is said that the force needed to capture is about ten times that of your opponent. It's not a shortage of force, but it's not too much, and it's a request that I can only imagine enjoying the consequences of reaching the last minute.

"It's a matter of course. I told you that if you had ten thousand soldiers, I'll let you do just that. No way, I'm not saying that I can't do it right now?" You can't say that you don't like it. Do you like war? "Kudels asks Gunnard with a glance that seems to be both curious and ridiculous.

"Oh, I love you," he said.

"No matter how emphasis is placed on the emptiness and ugliness of the battle, I will not lie in front of this throbbing chest."