Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

Vehicles traveling along idyllic plains while raising earthly smoke.

Normally carriages are common, but the steel armor is fully stretched and sounds like curaculla and tracks. That was clearly heterogeneous from the surrounding view.

When a tank with a single turret stretched out at the top of the vehicle moves to the right, the cargo vehicle coupled to the rear also travels to the right late.

The breakdown of vehicles in all six formations consists of small tanks leading and towing, passenger cars with trident members in the second and freight cars loaded with support supplies to Hex in all the remaining four.

"So I'm currently on my way to Hex in a tank with support supplies with Mr. Lunaria"

"Who are you telling, you?

Two seats set side-by-side in a tank. I sit in the driver's seat, and Mr. Lunaria looks at this one with a frown in the passenger's seat.

Orion, Chris and G-13 are in a hiking mood on the second passenger vehicle in the rear, and they seem to be thriving in card games.

I'm steering the tank with a joyful voice coming from behind me to the BGM, moving a stick handle while stepping on the accelerator pedal.

I think the operation of the tank is inherently more complicated, but thanks to the joystick that allows the steering wheel and gear to be operated at the same time, I was able to steer it in a dull racing game mood.

At first, however, it was fun, but it's true now that I'm getting slightly tired of traveling three hours down the undulating plain.

Sitting in the passenger seat like an automobile license instructor, Lunaria is passionate about the smartphone game I gave her while putting her own foot on the brake.

I lent him a smartphone thinking he was bored, but apparently he's in an orthodox falling thing puzzle game.

"It's so simple... in the back... deep... cum, step by step speed, ah I can't, I can't!

The demon girl, feathering her white coat on top of a military uniform like an army officer, apparently games over, looking up to the top plate as she weakens. But I immediately restarted the game.

Terrorists seem to be popular in different worlds.

Peace indeed. There are no stupid wild thieves or monsters selling fights to tanks. The wild animals look unusual from between the trees. When he thought the engine sounded loud and bad, his tracks seemed to have stepped on a big stone, shaking inside the tank. At the same time, the sound of tapon and water echoes from the freight vehicle in the rear third pair.

Included in the support supplies was hot water boiling in our hot springs, which rocked heavily.

"Danger. Danger."

"I feel like I'd rather take the magic stone of water and turn it into hot water over there than take the hot water"

"It's good to call it hot spring water.... I don't know what works."

When you say I don't get it, Lunaria leans her neck without distracting herself from her smartphone.

"We'll be sure to cool down by the time we get over there, won't we?

"I'm laying the magic stone of the fire on the floor of the carrier for thermal insulation."

"Is it the one called love more than cost?

"Say it."

"You're incomprehensible. I don't understand as much as a soldier in the Demon Army (our) who cares about style and fashion"

"Are you someone who doesn't care too much for stylish?

"On a somewhat unashamed level, I will. But don't you think you should pay for your hobby rather than hone your external aesthetic sense?

"Really? Mr. Lunaria is cute, so I think he'll have the pleasure of being stylish."

When I said that, Lunaria took my smartphone off the hook.

"Don't break it."

"I know."

"Why don't you pick your own clothes?

"... because you don't have to buy clothes to buy them"

"Could it be a contribution?

There are many things to say about being an executive of the Demon Army. It is no surprise that there are those among them who bring their contributions.

"No, I'm not. Mr. Bael will buy it for you."

"Oh... that guy, Mr. Lunaria, is crazy."

I met him in jail, and no matter what, he remembered the red of a frog and a red ghost who wouldn't take off his armor.

Because we were both feeling pretty overprotective......

Then for a while, I said, "Wait, wait. I can't do that!" and keeps driving as she thinks Lunaria is cute who is passionate about the game.

"Uh, game over again."

"What is it, how far did you go to level?

This game, every time the level goes up, the block drops faster, and it's getting so fast that it's unusual from around beyond level 20 that your fingers can't keep up.

By the way, my highest terroris level is 48 and my finger reflex nerves are pretty good.

"I won't tell you. You're playing this game, right?

"Well, it's no big deal to say hello. (Humble) Well, well, it's enough to go over level 10."

"Then how do you defeat the octopus-shaped monster that comes out at this level 120?

"What... (confused)"

When Lunaria poses for the game, the screen shows her playing a race battle with an octopus-shaped monster.

That's not the terrorist squirrel I know.

"You're also a strong 3D video type boss coming out at level 80, aren't you? We couldn't win without a ripple gun."

"Oh... a ripple cannon, yeah, a ripple cannon... I get it. I get it."

"How many levels do you have?

"I wonder if it was about 200..."

When I say the right thing, Lunaria takes it for real, okay, nodding loudly to try her best.

Afterwards the tank moves on as he looks sideways at her passionate about the game.

Why are girls so cute looking like they're having fun playing games?

The weather outside gradually became cloudy, but the car's interior was slightly relaxed with air, followed by an idyllic atmosphere.

When I'm thinking of singing even a nose song, Lunaria raises her voice as if she remembered something: "Oh, yeah".

"You know, I need to ask you something."

"What is it? I'll take care of the terrorist squirrel. Because I am proud to be a falling monomaster."

"No, you're not talking about this game."

"Yes. Oh, maybe you want to do a different genre? It's still got gay, shooting and RPG in it, so I like it."

"No, I'm not. What I want to hear is"

Lunaria looks up from her smartphone all the time and she looks at my arm. There was a bracelet fitted with a flame engraving.

"Is that a Christmas present?

"Oh, yeah..."

"... Really?"

"At a gift exchange the other day... I hit it"

I don't know what's going on, I feel like Lunaria's voice has suddenly gone low and cold.

In contrast, I also return a bunch of replies that somehow seem to have found evidence of an affair.

She resumes the game when she drops her gaze on the smartphone again.

"I... I was after you, wasn't I?"

"Ko, is this it?

"No, not a bracelet............ pocket watch"

Lunaria's voice is as low and dark as some resentment.

I don't know why. I can't stop sweating.

"That moon and star pocket watch, it's yours, isn't it?

"Oh, yeah... it's what I prepared"

"Yes...... I won a pocket watch, that twint woman... she's cute, isn't she?"

So why is the tone so low?

I don't think I'm the same person who was playing the game as I just said catchy.

As you read the disturbing air in the cockpit, there start to be more black clouds in the sky that sound gobbly and grumpy.

"I asked Mr. Freia not to.... Can I have that pocket watch? I'll pay you as much as you want."

"Ha ha..."

"Then she says this is Atashi's treasure for life, so bad but no matter how much it piles up..."

"Ki, you liked it, like, so..."

Saying so, she kicked the armored plate on the front with her boots as she peeked at her white legs from her miniskirt.

A gunny metal noise sounds. At the same time, golo, golo, pisha! And the thunder went off.

………………

The armor plate in front of me is recessed into the sole shape of the boot. Looks like he kicked it pretty serious.

A heavy silence persists for a while.

"I... wish..."

With that said, Lunaria shakes her face, her long hair flows sarcastically like a curtain, and her sliced long eyes look at this one.

Oh, this human must be Mr. Ingrid's sister. This intimidation is seriously half-assed.

I shake, I fix it for her.

"Ru, I'll give Mr. Lunaria the same thing! If you'll just give me a moment, I'll take your pocket watch."

"No, it's not the watch I said I wanted, it's the kid with you"

…………

What, what's this heavy air? What do you got here, oxygen?

The heart strikes an early bell with Bakubaku, and a sweat dripping from his forehead goes through his neck muscles. He opens his mouth to so much breathlessness that he swallows his saliva gobbly. All my moisture was cold sweating and pouring out of my forehead.

"Oh yeah, I can get to the top all at once if I can have the most kids, right?" and the devil who doth more terrible things.

"Uh... the... the..."

What can I say? Is there any good way to avoid this situation!?

When I got sweaty, Lunaria smiled all the time.

"It's a joke. I'm not brave enough to make kids with my momentum."

When she says so, the severely painful air spreads all at once.

"Yes, do you want to see my prepared gift? It's for you, but there was something caught up in Dee's censorship."

Wait, isn't it pretty quick to get caught up in Dee's censorship?

What the hell are you going to put out?