Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

"Plump...... Mmm, puffy."

Celia shakes her head gently to jump droplets dripping from her forehead.

But the constantly pouring rain grains quickly wet the lovely Celia.

The rain that began to fall shortly after the shelling the other day still wets enemy allies equally.

Not so much heavy rain. It doesn't keep swinging indefinitely.

Just clearly wet my body. It was already raining for three days, intermittently, to the point of creating a build-up of water on the ground.

"Why don't you put on a hood?

Call on Celia.

"You can't make your vision worse in front of your enemies. If you get ambushed, it's tough!

Celia shakes her head pully again as she says.

"Pretty, but when your body gets cold, you're gonna break it again."

"Wow, don't be weird!

I can turn my back on you. I'll move my gaze from Celia to Myra.

Myra then rushes to take the hood she was firmly wearing. I told him to wear it.

"Mmmm..."

Myra flies sassy with her left hand droplets dripping down her face.

Its done looks so beautiful with wet hair, as opposed to cute Celia but both are good.

I've kind of been craving it.

Then transfer your gaze to Pipi.

"Rain, I'm tired of it"

Pipi sits next to Porch, rubbing the scales with boredom.

Porch spreads his wings as he rings low as he feels good to keep Pipi from getting wet.

A heightened porn scatters over a smiling sight.

"Porch gets wet and stinks more and more....... Ah, mold on the scales"

Sounds like a sad cry.

"Anyway, I can't help but be a wet rat for nothing. Stand closer..."

Transfer your gaze to Tristan as you say.

"I agree with that."

Tristan is not wearing a hood or anything. No, you won't have to.

Because he's sitting in a wooden bench, standing beside a clothed umbrella, drinking tea and reading a book.

"If a sufficient number of watchmen are being handed out, others should rest their bodies in a better environment - Ouch! Why are you kicking me?

Transfer your gaze from Tristan to Leoporto, who will be defeated by Celia.

I felt like I could see a bunch of muscles showering naked, but I blame myself.

He was also staring ahead without his hood on again.

It doesn't make you tremble like Celia, it doesn't make you wipe with your hands like Myra.

It's like I don't care about the rain or something that tells me my short hair and runs down my face...

"creepy beyond ruthless... and even looked like an asshole"

When I put it in my mouth, Leoporto moves only my eyes and looks at this one.

His gaze was not directed at Trisnia, where the enemy was caged, or at an ally hit by rain.

At the end of his gaze was the air...... which meant it seemed poised for the momentum of rain.

"Don't keep coming down."

"Five interruptions, 10 hours, more than 60 hours from the start."

I don't know that much.

"Isn't this season... unusual for you?

"Yes, there is some cohesive rainfall along the banks of the river including Trisnia in the summer. Sometimes it comes down enough to cause floods and other disasters in some years…"

"Sounds like it's not raining that much."

Rain continues to fall but not heavy rain.

Nevertheless, is it descending a lot near the water sources in the Great Mountains, the water volume of the river was gradually increasing......

"What hurts is that cannons can be used"

What we're overwhelming over our enemies is the firepower of the cannon.

If it rains, the gunpowder will be damp and the shell will have water in it, which is very dangerous.

If we were to fight in the Great Crossbow and Catapult, and the Battle of the White Soldiers, we would be disadvantaged to attack.

"There is also the problem with example walls. The military council would have been rough."

Eirich's men's staff pull out the city drawings, and continue to argue that it's not like that.

Now the city walls of Trisnia, which are not supposed to be heavy, bounced off the castle hammer, so I can't help it.

It has not been six months since the occupation, either at times, and I don't even think it has replaced the walls in full.

It can't be that the shapes are totally together in the first place.

"Did you use magic?"

I don't know if there is such convenient and powerful magic.

The walls are stubborn and the harbour is disappointingly sealed off.

Dwarf cannons are the only way out of the situation, but this rain prevents the cannons from being used.

"In any case, I just re-assume that the wall is stubborn, and I just thought I'd make a breakthrough measure on it"

I laugh unexpectedly at Leopold's answers.

I don't care if the enemy quickly renovated the wall, strengthened it with unknown magic, or if the hidden powers were freed. If the premise has changed, it is only after the war that we can revise the terms and think about it and argue with 'why', 'Ariem', etc.

"There is?

Leoporto nods small.

And he pointed to a fleet of allies coming and going hands-free on the river.

"The river is also gradually increasing in water. Shall we draw the fleet into a safe stream?"

What was proposed sounded unrelated to bold measures was just fleet evacuation.

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Hours later

"Pull harder -!"

"Vertical to the flow! There's no way you can pull it diagonally!

Battleships are drawn one after the other from the North Terriers of the Great River into an unnamed creek.

It is difficult for a battleship to enter a small river on its own, so soldiers are pulling the rope draped from both sides of the deck and at the crawling speed of a turtle.

"The oars are shallow and fast. If we stick it in the roots, we'll break it!

"Let go of the food and water. If it's too heavy, it won't rub the bottom of the ship!

Even though it is a creek, it is more than a dozen meters wide because of the end-of-life and rainfall that pours into North Terriers.

If it hasn't increased water in the first place, it will rub the bottom of the ship, so I can't even get in.

"Hey...... why are you bothering to pull me in here? If the river is getting more water, why don't we just evacuate it to the proper inlet? The enemy doesn't already have a powerful fleet, does it?

"You know even if I tell you. I'm just doing it because they told me to.

"Yes... the ship is completely closed until it stops raining. So much rain, huh? If it rains like this in Wang Du, it's gonna rain a little bit, right?

"It rains a lot from time to time, especially by the river. Because there's a levee in a creek like this. I don't even think we need to be afraid of a little rain."

The soldiers don't seem to be convinced of one thing right now while following orders.

I can hear more enemy mockery provoking us.

"Hey! Will Gordonian sailors take a vacation when it rains -?

"We can still play in the water, right?

I'm on the side of ignoring enemies who can curse from above the wall and keep working, but I still don't get morale.

By the way, Ivanna, the fleet commander, after a scattered protest, caged herself in the captain's office and never showed her face.

Sekrito, who is likely to complain as well, leaked a word with 'Phew' and caged himself in the room as well.

It's the same thing not showing up, but this one feels different from being angry.

"Are you afraid of water, too, Devil Hardlet? -! Well, I can see you swimming, ha-ha!

"... hey does this evasion make sense?

I don't care about the curse of the enemy, but I don't know what evacuation means myself.

I don't care about enemy provocation.

"Coward - is the only thing splendid about appearance? When the devil gets wet, he sees things in his groin."

"Weird!"

Reflectively grabbing the stone at your feet and throwing it toward the city.

The stone becomes invisible by drawing a large parabola into the grey sky......

"Yikes!"

The head of the enemy soldier, who was riding himself out of the city wall and skipping a curse, cracked and fell.

At the same time, sporadic arrow rewards begin from enemy allies.

"I don't care at all about enemy cursing and murmuring. But what's the point of evacuating the fleet?

Shut up and stare at me. Don't worry about Myra. Ask Leopold again.

Then he returns it pale with a thin eye that he doesn't know if it's open or closed.

"That doesn't make any sense. I don't even think that this level of rain will increase the water to the point where North Terriers is dangerous. Narrower streams are more at risk of rapid water increase in the first place. It's an impossible choice for an enemy without a decent ship."

"What?

"Wow! Meh, I'm doomed!

I accidentally pull Celia next door and squeal her hair.

The wetness has made it amazing.

"If we evacuate the fleet or something, the enemy will, fortunately, summon an army from the West Bank that has been transformed into a parade. Crossing the increased river is difficult for transporters, but with tens of thousands of troops reinforced in Trisnia, the offensive will be extremely difficult."

"... hey"

"Ahhh... I'm not going back"

I've got hair like a mythical monster. Put Celia down and approach Leoporto.

I mean, all we do is think about preserving the fleet, and you're a total fool.

Well, how can you?

Does the girl who said her date Nina or something for now go to bed right away?

A transmission enters more than the allies who were monitoring the river there.

"An enemy convoy has emerged from the West Bank! It looks like he's looking to Trisnia forcefully, though flushed!

From beside what I said?

"One overturned...... one gave up arriving and moved downstream...... three entered the port of Trinidad! Then there were five more ships!"

An ally on the shore rushes to fire the cannon, but it doesn't arrive at all.

In the meantime the gunpowder got wet, the cannon made a strange noise and spewed out dust and stopped moving.

This fleet is being pulled into a shallow creek by a rope, and of course you can't go after the enemy.

"It's all in favor of the enemy."

Leoporto says so and nods small, taking his eyes off his enemies and allies and dropping his eyes on the old stinking material.

"What do you mean!

"Please explain!

An unconvincing Myra and an explosion-headed Celia cram into Leoporto one late.

I held them down, and then Myra's hair was ruined and I sat down next to Leoporto.

"So, when will we be in our favor?

"Tomorrow at noon"

Hmm, you're close.

"What do you need?

"Enemy mockery and some luck"

Then I won't do anything extra.

"If we do well, will we have a piece by tomorrow?

Leoporto did not reply.

"Fine. I'll take care of it after. I'll get a woman."

That's all I say and get up.

On the way through between Celia and Myra, desperately trying to fix her hair, I saw the material Leoporto was loading on my desk.

"Ancient Map of the Surrounding Areas of Trisnia," "Great Floods in the Age of Age 00," "Water Treatment Network of the Kingdom of Triea," "How to Move a retarded monarch"

I laugh lightly.

"Heh... Looks more or less like you figured it out. Damn, if I did this, the city would end up being a mess... well, it'd still be better than a sea of fire."

Tristan exhales a perky, turning sigh of material.

"Am I right? There's no way you know what Leopold wants to do."

Then Tristan opens his eyes wide and even opens his mouth.

"... Then why did you leave it to me? If you don't know the truth, isn't what Mr. Leopold is doing a little betrayal?

That's you...

"Turns out from noon tomorrow is the battle. Then I can't help knowing the process all the time."

Although it would be unpleasant to receive a detailed explanation from the top of that Buddha.

I want to hold a woman fast, so I'm going.

"... that's an interesting relationship"

Listening to Tristan's intriguing voice, I boarded the special carriage of the heavy squad - that is, the carriage of whores accompanying him on the battlefield.

"Yes next person - one shot for a voucher, OK for a self-stomach cut - Dear Hardlett!?

"I'm just surprised... this is a playground for soldiers, so no way... of course you're welcome... does that make you so much!?

"Any play if this is all you can give me... yeah! Big! Shh!!

"Exactly broken and unable to do business...... if broken, my concubine...... ho, really? Take on all your debts too...? Take care of it if you have kids...?

"... go ahead. With Doshin in one thought- higgoooooo!!

I was looking forward to seeing what Leopold would show me tomorrow while gently stroking the fainted woman's head.