Sevens

The preparation period was low from the beginning.

Besides, the village where demons are attacking seems to have been damaged for a long time.

Knights Expedition of Demonic Exorcism.

When I was asked to participate as a prostitute, I had a meeting with six ancestors in a conference room in the treasure ball.

How do we survive? And how do you protect your escort subjects?

I was thinking about these two points.

For me, having only a little experience as an adventurer, this is also my first experience with a request like this one.

Anyway, what I'm not in a position to command was making the problem easier.

The fourth generation of the facilitator summarizes the previous information on the blackboard.

"The Knights' departure is tomorrow, isn't it? The problem is with the two men being escorted. I don't have any protective equipment or weapons at all. Even though you can afford food and other consumables, this is really tough '

I raise my hand small.

Push the glasses up with your middle finger in your right hand, and the fourth generation stares at you correctly positioned.

"Yes, you can't, Lyell."

"No!? Isn't that terrible? Um, I don't know, I have equipment and weapons."

With that said, the third generation laughs a lot.

When I was surprised, the seventh generation was coughing and staring at the third generation.

Oh man, the third generation explains it with a look like that.

"You have enemies flying in the sky, but you don't have enough gear to match it. I've fought hippoglyphs many times, but I think it's hard to target them with magic. '

A second generation says to me that I was thinking of magically attacking an enemy flying in the sky.

"Bows and arrows are hard too. You might as well hit me in the eye, but how many good guys are there... you're not thinking of doing something with a sabel, are you?

Explain to both of you that I was going to do something magically.

"Magically trying to attack the face, not the dots..."

The same goes for hippoglyphs, but it's hard to hit a dot attack on an enemy flying in the sky. So what do we do?

All you have to do is push it in numbers or attack the surface.

A second generation says when they hear that.

"Baka! Where? Besides, what's the connection? You don't even know if the commander is competent, but you're likely to get ahead and get crushed, so what are you gonna do? '

If you use magic, you need to stay out of it.

You can't use magic if you have allies.

If that's what you're going to do with your allies, it's going to be different.

The fifth generation exhales.

"Did Ralph confirm the Knights' gear? I don't know what you're gonna exorcise with your sword and your spear. '

The Knights gear was still dominated by swords and spears.

Weapons such as crossbows and arrows, which are flying tools, do not hold Central knights.

No, I guess I just tend not to have it, as an equipment.

There was a convenient flying tool called magic, and there was a tide that such weapons were not worthy of knights.

The sixth generation laughs with their noses.

"There aren't many big men around Wang Capital. I guess the hippogriff is also underrated. True, it would be weaker than an auga... but you think too low about the threat of flying '

The seventh generation also agreed.

"If they're good men, they're only prey to hippoglyphs and such. I often ask my lords to crusade against thieves and demons. '

I feel the vibe of this place tingling.

(The nobles of the King's capital and the lord nobles are unfamiliar or something...)

I asked everyone.

"The nobles and knights of the court of the king's capital, your fathers, whose -"

That's it, in order from the second generation.

"You hate it."

"I hate kings, too."

"You don't like it."

"It's May Mouse."

"I Hate It"

'I don't like it or hate it. Remember to kill.'

But the first generation was also formerly a court knight.

There was also no court office to be succeeded by the three men, but the Walt family also had a relationship with the court nobles.

"Yes, but Mireia is married and has many other relationships..."

That's what the third generation says with a smile on their face.

'Shall I teach Lyell a good word... that's it, this is this!

When I make my cheeks crack, the fifth generation also says.

"You don't think a lot about the Lords over there either. Sometimes we kill each other. '

The seventh generation has a serious look.

'From today onwards, enemies, who were drinking until yesterday... not less. But that's not the world that can break it off. So.'

"Is that it, is this..."

When I was scared, everyone was snorting.

The fifth generation tells me.

"Even in factional strife, the lord cooperates if there is a benefit. If that's for each other. In fact, we should be flexible around there. Now, to get back to you, I can't get all my gear and manpower in a few days. It's not just Lyell's fault."

While thanking the fifth generation for following me plainly, I listen to everyone.

It is the second and third generations that can be relied upon in these expeditions.

The fifth and sixth generations seem to have done something similar, but they don't seem to have much experience fighting under someone.

Third generation says.

"You wanted to bribe me, knowing the knight in command's taste."

I also agree with the second generation.

'Right. If you could take it around Marcus, it'd be quick and helpful. "

"Huh? Bribes?

You two say with a serious look that I'm wondering about the boulder.

'You, that's really it. You're too good.'

In the second generation, the third generation, agreeing, says with a laugh.

'It's good to be able to think that way. It's just...'

I just stopped the third generation from laughing and got a serious look.

'If that saves your life, I think it's cheap stuff. And we're not the only ones this time. You're useless and you're both following me with an omelet. Besides, I'm even taking on a request for an escort. "

Neither Mr. Marcus nor Mr. Bread have any experience of going out and camping or defeating demons.

Mr. Marcus has only done security work on an ad hoc basis.

Second generation says.

'If you can't do it, give priority to your people, and abandon the two of you. If Nowem dies, she'll be gone forever. "

When I swallowed the gokuri and spit on the two threats, they broke their expressions whether they thought the threats were advantageous or not.

The third generation says with laughter.

For both of us, it was one of the means, such as bribery.

A bribe, to put it badly. In fact, they say it's a means to facilitate relationships.

'It's one of the means. Thank you for the souvenir, I mean. Don't think deeply about it. We do what we do. However, this time the opponent may be subtle. He's the type of person I want to handle.'

The second generation seems to agree.

'You're here. The guy who uses it to keep the handles to himself. Probably the last time I bought a grudge around me, it wasn't the last time. "

The fourth generation has pinched my mouth.

"Were you a knight who wasn't even twenty? It would be unexperienced and unexperienced to command this scale. '

[Norma Arnett], a female knight, is being investigated slightly.

He was a person with a strong appetite for birth and constant bad rumors because he had been forced to do so before.

Considering how such a person was chosen to be in charge, it still gets there in the end -.

'I guess you're a good knight, whether you're here or not. Excellent but disturbing the sum.'

When the third generation said, everyone was nodding.

Seventh generation says.

'There you are. That kind of guy. I often do extra things and buy grudges around me. "

The fourth generation slaps his hand.

'Yes, I've been out of line. Now, let's think about how the Lyells will improve their chances of survival.'

The second generation puts its head on.

'Cause I can't get more manpower poorly. If only we had a little more time...'

He said he expected to participate in the proselytizing soldiers this time, and that supplies are also available at some leisure.

It's just that we don't know much here.

I didn't even work as an adventurer, so I didn't even know what kind of people were in the industry.

There's no reason to take people who can't use them, there's not enough time if you try to find them.

Third generation says.

'It might be a good idea for you to gather acquaintances of Marcus and Bred, but you don't even seem to have the gear. Besides, it's gonna be a foot job.'

Fifth generation says.

'If I only had a little more time, I could have hired people with experience for money. This time, I'm asking you to protect these two, and you don't have to defeat the demon. "

Sixth generation says.

'Then those two won't be convinced. Sometimes you're in a hurry to get a handle on it, whether you can move aggressively or not. "

When I open my mouth, the air on the spot becomes subtle.

"Um, if you were training, you could move somewhat, right? I was wondering if there was any chance of a boulder. Besides, since I'm a knight, I'm well trained..."

The second generation puts his hand on his face and says:

'Yeah. That's right. If everyone's solid, there's nothing wrong with it... "If you're firm."

The seventh generation follows me.

'... because Lyell is a child who can. Look, besides, it hasn't been a year since I went out to the public. I was wondering if I could really understand the area.'

The fifth generation looked at me with a subtle look.

'No, yeah. I think you can. In fact, I've done everything I've ever done, and I've achieved more than I imagined. It's just.'

Fourth generation says.

'You're too good to do this. I don't understand the surroundings. "

The third generation also says.

'Cause there are all kinds of kids around, including Nowem. You mean, like Shannon?

The sixth generation disagrees with that opinion.

"You can't have that kid, but he's cute!

The sixth generation is playing Shannon with Miranda.

The second generation says I'm in trouble.

'That is. What we're trying to say is, there aren't as many smart people around as you think. "

I didn't really understand that word.

We stopped leaving tomorrow, and we were checking everyone's gear.

Mr. Bred, who bought chainmail and weapons, is more prestigious than before.

Mr. Marcus, too, had a sword that was lowering to his waist that had turned into a new object.

We're wearing robes with fur from the top of what we were equipped with at Aramsarth.

My gear feels like a bow on a sabel, and everyone else is the same gear as usual.

I also thought about letting everyone have bows and arrows and crossbows, but I came to the conclusion that even if so many people had the means to attack at a distance without the time they were training, they wouldn't use them well up there.

Besides, the number of people is low.

If you have more manpower, I also thought about buying and collecting crossbows.

However, there is a good chance that you won't trust your surroundings even if you have a small number of people, and the normal equipment that you can defend yourself is safer.

(Do I have to pay attention to my allies when I go to defeat demons)

This time, it's my job to protect Mr. Marcus and Mr. Bread.

I wanted to make sure they weren't in danger, but it was also possible for the two of them to elope if they couldn't be active.

Mr. Bread would like to thank me.

"Thank you, Mr. Lyell. Now I can finally stand on the starting line"

Returning a bitter laugh to Mr. Bled, who was pleased, Mr. Miranda was in a grumpy mood.

Mr. Marcus was delighted when he didn't know why.

"Now you look good. Okay, so you're the leader of this group."

Leader.

Yes, I'm not the leader of this group.

Some things are identical, but I'm only in a position where the Circleys are asking me to protect Mr. Marcus and Mr. Bread.

The form is that of participation in the form in which Mr. Marcus hired him.

Mr. Bread's expression goes from smiling to grumpy at once.

"It must be you in your capacity. But I'm not going under you."

"... hey, are you gonna act on your own?

When Mr. Marcus' expression also becomes serious, the pair in the dress he was looking at -.

Mr. Doris and Mr. Lucy come pinching their mouths.

"A leader would be Bread! Who were you guys going to get under? It would be your father's instructions. Then follow Bred, a member of the Circleys!

Mr. Doris staring at us.

And Mr. Lucy...

"Why should Marcus obey a servant who's not even a knight! If you obey, you obey Marcus!

If you let me tell you, I don't rely on either of them for lack of experience.

(No, I can't even handle this without cooperating)

I can't seem to cooperate on this occasion.

Then Mr. Miranda slaps his hand.

When the surrounding gaze gathers, he gives instructions with tequila.

"On the surface, Mr. Marcus is the leader, and the substance moves at Lyell's behest. If you don't want to, don't join us."

Then Mr. Bread leaves in front of Mr. Miranda.

"Ma'am, that's very convincing."

I'm not convinced.

Because you're younger, or do you want to be your leader?

However, Mr. Miranda was staring.

"I can't even get my own arsenal. I've never even fought. Not to mention this is the first time you're getting out of Wang Du, right? I can't follow human instructions like that."

Nowem agrees.

"Right. On the face of it, Mr. Marcus is the leader, and I was wondering if Mr. Bread would be good under it. For what Mr. Marcus, the knight, leads, nothing is wrong. On the contrary, it's a little..."

Servants will not be convinced around to lead the knights.

We live in that kind of society, and many knights actually have the same position as Mr. Marcus.

Mr. Bread says with a determined look.

"Then I'll be alone..."

"Who gave you money for that weapon? I'm telling you because I don't care if you die on your own. The guarantor of the debt is your father. Your father asked me to escort you to the head of the Circle Clay family. If you move on your own, you'll have to stop participating. If you don't like it, put your gear down and join us alone."

To Miranda, who says tough things, Marcus also had a look on his face.

You whisper to me.

"Hey, I heard the eldest daughter of the Circleys is kind or something?

I say it cheeky.

"Oh, no... no, it's sweet."

From the treasure balls, a third generation of voices can be heard.

'That's sweet indeed. To Lyle and Shannon, I think.'

The same was true of Mr Doris and Mr Lucy, who seemed dissatisfied.

To both of them, Miranda says.

"If you're going to say something great, you're going to give it all out and then you're going to say it. Understand that you are driving your lover to the dead."

Mr. Doris has said it back.

"What! It's not an expedition for the Knights. Besides, Bred can't even be a one-generation knight without doing this! He's not like the bad guy there!

Mr. Marcus was putting his head on and doing so at first.

I guess you're aware that you look bad yourself.

Thanks, the atmosphere feels light.

Mr. Lucy will also participate.

"Marcus is a fine knight! Don't go with the servant flair!

And Mr. Lucy looks at me and says:

"I, I know. The man there was originally taken from the Count's house, and he was thrown out because he couldn't do it well. It suits your sister, doesn't it? Between the fallen."

I saw Mr. Bread's gaze as I thought I was going to poke where it hurt.

There, I feel something dim like never before.

(Do I have to exorcise demons in such a way? It's very difficult.)

This would be considerably better for us to participate on our own.

But I couldn't help it because I got the request.

(That was a sweet idea)

Then Mr. Miranda flattened Mr. Lucy's cheek.

I hear voices from the treasure balls.

Third generation.

"You're loved, Lyell."

Mr. Miranda approached Mr. Lucy, who fell to the ground.

The servants I was watching nearby were horny.

Even though he was expelled from the house, he was formerly the eldest daughter of the Circleys.

When one of them ran to the mansion, he heard a voice entering the stop.

"Oh, lady, more than that."

"Shut up! Lucy, I'm not involved with the Circleys anymore. Because they kicked me out of the house. But you can't tell that escort what's good and what's bad about your lover heading to the dead?

Mr. Doris was hiding behind Mr. Bread.

I guess I never saw Mr. Miranda angry.

Mr. Lucy is also frightened.

"But on the Knights' expedition..."

"... ask your father. If it's safe, we won't ask for it."

That's how Mr. Miranda looked back at us.

"Our representative will make it look like Marcus. You're a knight, so there's no problem, and you won't have any bread or experience fighting. If you don't want to, I'll leave you. And forfeit your weapons."

When Mr. Marcus and Mr. Bread snort reluctantly, Mr. Miranda divides the place as it is.

"Look, you two are in the way, so go away."

I was to drive my two sisters back and discuss an expedition from tomorrow.

Fourth generation says.

"Lyell, the truth is, you have to divide up."

I knew it myself, but Miranda's momentum pushed me not to speak out.

(One, I'll be careful next)

- The day of departure.

In the Wang capital, expedition troops were preparing to leave.

[Norma Arnett], a knight, sees a prostitute gathered with blue eyes.

The crisp brown hair cut off around the shoulder shakes in the wind.

"It's still cold."

A knight, a deputy secretary, agreed to Norma.

"We're getting a lot more together than we expected. Food, too, but maybe not enough firewood. Let me gather them along the way."

A middle-aged man, he sees a chowbeard-grown deputy.

"Travel speed drops. Save it and you'll be fine."

"So, but in this cold, it's on boulders"

A man who was older than himself but could not even be born was a deputy.

His name is [Clark Asher].

My forehead was spreading and I was stretching my forehead to hide it. He had brown hair, black eyes, and was a small, fat knight.

(That's why I can't be born, you... with a knight like this as your deputy, what are you thinking up there?)

The weapon in your possession is also a crossbow.

The sword is lowered on his waist, but when he heard of Hippogriff in the demonic exorcism, he brought the crossbow out of the warehouse managed by the Knights.

Norma hated deputies acting on their own accord like that.

"Can you stay with prostitutes and others? It's just been suggested because we don't have enough."

That's what they say, Clark drops his shoulder.

"... I'm going to check the number of prostitutes"

Norma laughs with her nose when she sees Clark leaving the scene.

The standing figure is also wearing armor and painting, but she was a woman with a stabbing impression somewhere.

View the soldiers around you.

(I need to do something about this expedition. But that's a lot of prostitutes. I don't even think there are people who can name their manners.)

I belong to the Knights, and a confident norm in my arms.

Waiting for her time to leave suddenly makes a scene.

"What. What the hell..."

At the end of his gaze, a mass of iron was coming this way.

There were two men and women in front who were also equipped, and men and women in light clothing.

Pushing over noisy soldiers and prostitutes, Clark comes running.

"Captain Norma, this is Marcus Canning, who was applying to participate. Looks like I hired an adventurer, and he said I was like a carriage of adventurers."

Norma is stunned by Clark.

"Where's the horse? Let's see if we can find out!

"No, it's just that they call me a golem or a porter, and I don't actually have a horse, but I definitely use it to carry loads..."

Norma wanted to avoid coming here and getting confused.

I'm just in a hurry, but I'm in good shape, and driving back makes me warriorly anxious.

Some prostitutes are not properly equipped.

"Shit, that's enough! I'll leave if I can get confirmation. The people who have applied to join now, if they don't have all the weapons, drive them back!

Clark says he hates it.

"Captain Norma, you usually have to check in advance. I suddenly joined you as a deputy secretary, but if you've known for a long time, get ready."

"I can't stay on such a chore! Get ready to go."

Driving Clark away, Norma heads to where his horse is.

There the knights were talking to their own men.

When Norma comes, stop the conversation.

(Too lazy. How can my people only have these people...)

In a position to command on this assignment, Norma tried to strike a variety of hands on her own.

We even went to the Viscount's mansion, where we even talked about the budget.

As a result, even if it can be increased somewhat, the number of prostitutes has increased and we are in trouble with supplies.

(We also have magical knights. You can do something about hippogriff over there later)

I used to work under someone, but I was in command today.

After a while, Clark comes running.

"Captain Norma. Too many people are not equipped. Get ready to go back here."

"It's tough, Clark!

Seeing Clark yelled at by his younger female knights, the young knights around him were niggling.

Clark turns to his horse and decides to follow him in silence.

Make sure you're ready, Norma says.

"Now we're heading to the village of Zioni for a hippogriff crusade!

It was a norm to hold a large gate in the Wang capital with a group that could not be equipped satisfactorily -.