Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

May 6, 7451

Lunch.

Gimari Fortress.

The 254 squadron stationed in the village of Zend has not yet arrived.

As long as the majority of them are imprisoned, they will arrive no sooner than tonight.

I think it will be tomorrow afternoon... in the evening, if you think about it properly.

Well, that's one of the troublesome jobs.

Let's start by removing the soil, soil, and slate walls that filled the old camp.

... ah, let's do it.

On the south side of the settlement, standing at the C-shaped gap, he raised his right hand toward the soil in front of him.

"Nh...!"

Using the magic of the anti-magic field, the shape is elongated to a width of 1 m and a length of 100 m with enthusiasm.

Horizontally inserted into a giant earthen pancake about 1 m from the ground, slowly moving it down.

Of course there is no resistance.

In front of you, a cave will be built up before you know it.

"Amazing....."

"I don't know how big it is, but when I say it's that short concentration time...."

There's something in the field, but it's the usual thing.

But I want to be as careful as I can, so why don't you just shut up?

When the hand was lowered until it touched the ground, the field was now rotated vertically and vertically.

Then move carefully to the right.

Huh?

"What!?"

"Are you moving with your magic?"

A voice of astonishment echoes around the Knights of Dressler.

Shhh, I'm just moving carefully with my waist, so let me concentrate quietly.

The cave began to collapse when it moved about 20 meters and could not bear its own weight.

Hurry up and swing the field back horizontally to the left and right to catch the collapsing soil.

Since the anti-magic field being deployed is elongated, it will be fan-shaped when swinging left and right.

Of course, the amplitude at the back of the cave is much greater than the width of the cave.

However, the anti-magic field seems to be a complete two-dimensional plane in the first place, so if you try to reduce the vertical amplitude as much as possible, it will have little impact on the cave itself.

Hmm.

In the case of soil, if the height is about 8 m, will it start to collapse if a hole about 20 m wide is drilled at a height of 1 m?

Well, the width is more important than the height of the hole and the amount of soil on the hole.

……

I was able to grasp the general characteristics anyway.

All you have to do is turn it off.

Quickly swing up and down the anti-magic field that was moving horizontally back to the starting position.

The antimagic field minimizes the dust that should occur with the collapse, and the dwelling area is 20 m wide and 100 m long... what?

Ah, the dirt at the end of the crushed house has not disappeared?

It was only in the residence area, and there were buildings built everywhere (almost all of them were crushed to the ground, but still there were tens of centimeters above ground level), and it seems that the building and the building had to go somewhat closer to each other to disappear.

After all, it took roughly three hours to erase the soil buried in this settlement.

It took a lot of time.

We were unable to maintain the anti-magic field on the boulder for so long that we had to take several breaks and run around the camp.

Ah, it seems no one survived.

In fact, there may have been a basement or someone who was running into it, but I didn't think it was necessary to investigate it that much.

Finally, we will work on cleaning the passage of the C-shaped gap.

This passage is as simple as it is 20 m wide and extends straight south from the C-shaped gap.

On both sides stands a wall of slate that is more brittle than the granite that covers the cultivated land of Gimari, which is 14 to 15 m thick and 10 m high.

Start by grabbing the ground and erasing the wreckage of the shattered earth wall.

I felt like I saw it and it went away pretty well.

Probably because it wasn't too mixed with impurities.

Next is the removal of slate walls standing on the left and right side of the C-shaped gap.

There is little trouble other than moving here.

Just swing the horizontal anti-magic field up and down and walk.

In fact, I thought it would be better to keep the anti-magic field shaped 10 m tall and 15 m wide (even 50 m wide if you erase both sides at once) straight toward the exit, so I tried to do so at first.

But I couldn't walk exactly straight, and it was inevitable that I would blur.

As a result, the marks on the walls that have disappeared become uneven.

This was unacceptable to my aesthetics.

In other words, I planned to make a protrusion that would also serve as an intercept tortica for intruders in every part of the aisle after the wall was removed, so I didn't think I could shape it to match the irregularities.

I just thought it would be less bumpy to shake up and down while maintaining an antimagic field with a perfect straight line.

No, I understand that after climbing on the wall, it's better to deploy an antimagic field on the soles of your feet and jump off the wall without any more bumps.

But I don't think I'm going to jump off a height of 10 meters and be completely intact.

It would be painful if I had a fracture.

I'm sure it can be cured with healing magic, but I was just wondering what was sad and I had to jump off in preparation for a fracture.

However, it will take quite a while because it will be in kilometers.

My spiritual strength also gradually diminishes over time.

By the time the work was finished, it was completely heavy.



May 7, 7451

"Are you here?"

As the 254 Squadron arrived last night, it arrived in Gimari well after noon.

Time is running out, so I'll have you rest today and start cleaning up the old quarters with the fortress guards tomorrow.

This cleanup will probably take about two months.

My magic isn't the only thing I can do to clean it up (not exactly anything I can't do if I'm quite reckless, but it will take longer than leaving it to a squadron).

Today, I spent the whole day setting up tochica on both sides of the southern aisle.

Until the inside of the camp is cleared and the ground level is even, this is all I have to do.

It will be two months or so before you come here.

At that time, we must build a tower around the outer wall of the fortress, and build a defensive structure and barracks on the rock that also serves as the outer wall.

It will also be necessary to construct a structure that will serve as the main body of the fortress inside the settlement.

That's not all.

The area that hits the C-shaped notch and will become like the main gate of the fortress in the future is going to be blocked with large granite masses.

Besides, it is intended to install a gate similar to a real gate in the position where the gate would have been originally installed.

Of course, this gate will not open, and behind it is a hard granite that is 20 meters thick.

I mistakenly thought that the attacker against the fortress would be a real gate, and they would use broken castle hammers and cats to storm it.

However, the surface is a slightly thick slab gate, but the truth is that it is just a mass of granite, so it can never be broken or penetrated.

That's how it hurts from above the aisle.

Drop lattices shall also be installed near the fortress side exit of other passages.

I'm not going to use the drop lattice itself to attack, so I'm not going to sharpen the tip of the metal lattice, but I'm going to drop a scattered lattice that only has a gap of about 30 cm across the passage 20 meters.

Even if the outside enemy reaches there, the mounted assault will be negligible and infantry infiltration will be impossible.

Well, these gimmicks are well planned for now.

I took a rest today and left for Beglitz tomorrow.



On the streets of the south-east of the Granan Empire.

Wally Heimdall lost his carriage and moved on foot.

Even the Great Ghost, Peggy (Margaret Ziebex), is carrying heavy baggage and is being torn and deprived of health by the sunny weather from the fold.

While wiping your forehead sweat with your hands and back of your hands, the group continues along the streets through the woods.

And the grass rang from my left hand.

A monster or bandit raid!?

Tension runs in the line.

With the title of Jihad (Paladin), Irina (Irina Blistaron), now the Church's greatest warrior, quickly drops her luggage and releases her sword.

"Who was it!?"

The voice said, "Wadashidez. Gigdez."

Gig is a pig (oak) that Wheeley taught him the taste of drugs.

It is a “usable” person who is unusually smart for orcs and is good at suppressing emotions that tend to run wild racially.

Digoshasama, Digoshasama, Digoshasama, Digoshasama, Digoshasama.

Everyone looked at Peggy and Wally as Gigg knelt before them to report.

Augusta doesn't make much of a herd, but it's also the reverse of the meaning that it's a small number, but it often operates in multiple groups.

It also seemed that Irina, a mujahideen (paladin), would not be delayed, even if it was one-on-one.

Currently, they will have at most two augers against them in ten.

Besides, the damage is expected to be "there".

How many? How many have you seen?

"... Koledakedez"

Counting with his fingers up hard, Gig answered with his left hand folded with his thumb on the open right hand.

"Nine!?"

"Oh no...."

Peggy and Killun's face is cloudy.

No matter what you think, you can't take on nine Orgasms.

If one or two of them escape after being attacked first, it's the difference in combat power.

According to Gig, Augusta and the others were eating something in a square a few hundred meters down the street.

"Let's go back to the previous division."

There was no objection to Wally's immediate dismissal.

However, it is anticipated that the journey will be quite difficult if the distance to the previous junction is returned to the main road.

Even the road that I have just walked is a convex road that has not been fully developed, but the detour is a worse road situation, and the distance to the destination, Heskes, is considerably longer.

But I couldn't change my back, so the line started turning back awesomely.



"Hey, that's mine!(Author's note: intent) "

The leader of the august herd yelled at the young august who was about to roar the soft belly of the white deer with a turbid voice.

Originally, this leader did not like raw meat, except for the belly of white deer.

There is a layer of fat on top of the softness, and it is quite delicious.

The leader snatched the bloodthirsty deer from the crowd's most proud auger and hit his guts.

The white-haired deer, which is still warm, has fairly sturdy skin, but if it is exposed to an auger, it is as if there is no such thing.

--Whoa, here...

When the bitter gallbladder is carefully peeled off with thick fingers and discarded, the leader draws the rich and nourishing liver from the stomach, small intestine, and stomach stuffed with undigested grass and stuffs it into his mouth.

--It smells a little raw, but it's not just a white-haired deer... it doesn't have much to throw away, it's a good prey.

Handle the dung colon and let it out.

Unlike the elongated small intestine, which is only about 3 m long, the fluffy, soft, fatty large intestine combines a certain thickness and thickness, making it the most delicious of the white-haired deer's internal organs.

And...

"Nh...!"

He used magic by applying his hand to one of the cleaved incisions of the colon.

I used elemental magic just to drain water, but it seems that I drained quite a lot of water, and the loose colon swelled linearly with the pin like a fire hose on the brink of radiation, spraying dirty water from the other side.

Apparently, the leader was an orgasm that used magic, whether it was an organ or an organ.

Wally and the others, who did not carry out one or eight ambushes on this group, may have made a wise decision.

The leader was a little bit small as an auger, but he was fairly smart and obeyed the group due to his command and leadership supported by his thought.

And today, I was patrolling the "territory" with people close to me from my own group.

What this means is that the true number of people this leader is following is not so many as nine.

The leader is a leftover man who arrived here years ago.

According to his story, he was born and raised far south of the mountains.

However, when the herd he belonged to carried out the hunt before it was fully grown, he was attacked by a group of small prey, and he was left alone.

Though a herd, Auga is based on a nuclear family.

Incidentally, siblings, sometimes even between parents and children, can become children.

That's right, there were a lot of them, and he wandered around, killed an adult auger who was also his guardian.

And he came to the land, and in the process he seemed to have acquired all kinds of wisdom.

--Well, there's salt and pepper, so why don't you cook it on fire?Hang on, my tongue is getting worse...