Survival in Another World With My Master

"I am Sylvie's slave. Using precious Mythrill Ore to make weapons without Sylvie's permission is outrageous. If that's the case, get Sylvie permission."

That's what I said and ran away. If you say so, even if you're an old Leonard loyal to your desires, you can't force me. In fact, when he said that... the old man retracted.

"Your Highness, how dare you give me a Mythrill Sword...!

"Sir Leonard, I'm not a good runner. Your Highness, I hope so."

I was the only one involved with Sylvie. I can't believe you're going to press charges without cowardice, even if you look at this rehab... it's a lie. I thought it would be a bit like that. Just a little bit.

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"Hyah....."

I'm afraid Sylvie's gaze is coming at us. But wait, Sylphie said she'd protect me. Isn't this Sylvie? He and I communicate desperately with gestures.

Has my gesture been conveyed or not? In any case, Sylphie exhaled with an expression that she couldn't help but breathe. He then opened his eyes and opened his mouth to Sir Leonard and Miss Zamir.

"I am about to admit the sergeant's work so far. But when it comes to Mythrill weaponry, there's something on the boulder. That's right. Peace and quiet don't say," All right, let's get ready. "You see? As you can see when you look at the pail moon, Koske's Mythrill weapon is a treasure sword, and its value is immeasurable. If I succeed, it's not a noble territory, it's a substitute for even a country."

"Mhh..."

Sir Leonard and Miss Zamir are silent on Silfi's remarks, but I'm surprised.

Well, they did say it was a national treasure, but that's it? Am I a leaning craftsman? Isn't that bad?

"In other words, when it comes to giving Mythrill's sword and spear in my values, the criterion becomes strict. You'll need some credit for taking down enemy generals and defeating catastrophic monsters."

Is that it? Something's wrong with the clouds.

"But Koske is not a resident of this world. Therefore, we are not bound by the values of this world. For Koske, making a weapon is a little more laborious than making a regular weapon, such as a Mythrill weapon. If you deepen your friendship personally and pay just the right amount of money for your trouble, you will definitely make it. What, Koske is supposed to be my slave, but it's just a symbol of my personal relationship with Koske. Slave collars don't work either."

Hey, Mr. Sylvie?

"It means..."

"As Master Koske, you don't intend to tie him up in particular, do you?

"... well, that's right."

Sylvie whispers in the direction of the day after tomorrow. At that moment, grunt! Sir Leonard and Miss Zamir's faces turned towards us.

I ran away with the dash.

"Kh!? Surprisingly early!?

"How to walk like a monster....!

I used all my skills to get around the fort. Running at speeds beyond your senses with shift keys and forward awareness while dashing with all your might, you jump on top of the building with a soft command jump and your own jump.

But the opponent is also tough. The samurai said to have this man in the kingdom of Merinard and the royal spear guide are not Date. I was roughly hunted down, finally 10 meters above ground, on a lumber block tower with ten lumber clocks in the middle of the square.

"Mr. Koske, it's coming down. We're not afraid."

Even so, Mr. Koske.

Sir Leonard and Miss Zamir scream for surrender. Fuchsia! I threatened you. But we've been cornered. Come on, what do we do? Think, think, think!

"Mr. Koske, you're in trouble!

When I was thinking about how to cut through this place at 10 meters above ground, Happy's Pilna flew in. Oh, help!?

"I'm on Koske's side. I can hold Mr. Koske and get him out of here!

"That's great! But how?

"I can catch Mr. Koske and fly a little bit! I can afford a wall!

"Well then...."

"Ah, but I don't know, I'm not feeling well enough, but if Mr. Koske could build us a new weapon that we could use for Harpy, I'd be fine."

"I thought you were on my side. It was a new predator."

"Pilna! We'll catch Koske and come down."

"You can't shake us off at your speed. We should be able to help."

"Fufu, that's right. What should we do?

Pilna smiles and smiles like an angel. Are you on my side?

"How long have you been playing... let's make breakfast!"

Jagila yawns while polishing the bolt action rifle with a cloth. Silfi was also taking care of the pail moon next to it. On the other hand, Sir Leonard and Miss Zamir, and Pirna, who are hunting me down. What you have and what you don't have. Here was a social sketch.

"That's good enough. Koske, come back."

When Sylphie had finished taking care of the pail moon, Pilna, Sir Leonard, and Ms Zamir walked to Sylphie and the others, saying, "I was almost there," "I missed it," and "I was careless."

I also tilt my neck to destroy the timber block at my feet and descend to the ground.

"Well, Koske... it must have been hard, huh?

When he arrived at Sylvie, Sylvie said so with a serious look.

"Well, yeah. Let's not do this."

Both of you... no, both of you. I've been chasing you with quite serious tension, but it wasn't as if you were kidding, so it was very difficult, but I think it was a little fun. I feel like I'm playing tricks back in my childhood.

"In the future, I think there will be more people who will personally try to approach us, like Sir Leonard and others, aiming at Koske's abilities and his deliverables. Now that I, Danang, Sir Leonard and other powerful and capable people are always around Koske, I don't like to say this sort of thing... but there are no direct complaints from ordinary people."

Sylvie says that ordinary people are not particularly qualified for positions, but are typical refugees who are particularly capable of fighting and do not have such characteristics.

"I swore to protect Koske. Therefore, I will take all possible measures to keep those who have such feelings for Koske from approaching. For example, if I can't be by my side, I'll always have someone beside me, Danang or Lord Leonard or Zamir's Spear Guide."

"The guards will be asking for a Mythrill weapon."

"I'm sorry, but I want you to listen to both of us on the matter. Instead, I plan to have the two of them defend Koske in their stead."

Turning to me, Lord Leonard smiled at me with a lion's face. I'm afraid of tough fangs peeking at me. Ms Zamir stared at me with an emotionally insensitive reptile face. However, I feel that my eyes are very shiny.

I see, this samurai in the Kingdom of Merinard and the Royal Spear Guide will be your exclusive bodyguards. As a matter of fact, I don't mind making weapons alone.

The day before yesterday's mining, we got more Mythrill Ore, and if we want to build a workbench, we have enough material to make it right away. We can build two or three Mithrill weapons in one day by adding one more and making a craft reservation.

"If that's the case, let's build a mythrill weapon."

"Mr. Kaiseki, I understand the story."

"Thank you."

Pyruna looked sad at the two people who looked satisfied. Yeah, I know how you feel. I know.

"No, we've already developed a new weapon for Harpy."

That's how I got the weapon out of the inventory. Everyone but me tilts their necks when they see what they've taken out.

"Club?"

You're a club.

I can't use a stick for a while.

"No, I'm not a club."

Grab what you put on the table with a bitter smile. Sure, it looks like a stick. It would also look like a potato masher crushing steamed eel. Some of you may have already noticed that this is a so-called grenade with a pattern.

"I think it's faster for you to see it than to say it, so just wait on the fence. I'll put the target outside."

"A target is a weapon that attacks distant enemies."

That's right.

"I will be your escort."

Ask Lord Leonard to accompany you and climb the Wall by placing logs for targets outside the Wall. Round logs have been placed in several groups.

"This is a weapon called a grenade or a hand-thrown bullet. Throw it by hand and throw it near the target, exploding near the target for damage. I'll show you how to use it."

First remove the safety cap at the end of the pattern. Then the string with the weight comes out of the hollow pattern, so wrap it around your finger and grasp the pattern together with the weight. Now we're ready to throw.

"Without this string, the part ahead of this pattern explodes violently in three to four seconds. If it is removed, the explosion will no longer stop, so careful handling is required. And there's going to be a lot of explosions, so keep it in mind."

That's when I threw a patterned grenade at the target. The string is removed from the handle at the same time as it is removed from the hand and ignited by frictional heat to the conductive wire in the bomb. It's like a match.

The patterned grenade that was thrown landed on one of the logs that had been placed exactly as it was intended. And the explosion.

Don, there was a roar echoing from the bottom of my belly, and most of the logs that I had installed were shattered to pieces of dust. This is also a weapon used in Mr. Beard's country, but it's not my hobby. Either way, I prefer a hamburger country weapon.

I have studied grenades online before, so I have a little knowledge of them. When I was playing survival games, guns and handmade bombs came out, so I searched for them. You don't think so? There is, right?

So, why did you choose a hand-pattered grenade, commonly known as a potato masher, because it was simple to move and manipulate, and I thought it was easy to carry even Harpy's feet because of the pattern.

There may be something more suitable, but in my memory, this was the only thing I could think of as a weapon for Harpy. I didn't have any oil to make a flame bottle.

I would like to make a flame emitter if there is a lot of liquid fuel.

I'm thinking of building a more optimized bomb for Harpy to run, yeah. If it seems okay to be a little heavier, I would like to make what should be called a "Harpy aerial bomb" that increases the amount of gunpowder and spreads debris around.

Now, it looks like everybody who was surprised and lost their words while thinking is back in the real world.

"Koske, that was... kind of amazing."

It's like the explosive magic of a high magician.

"If every soldier has this, everyone will have the same firepower as a high magician."

"Eh, does Harpy drop this from the sky? Seriously?"

"Wow!!! Please let me try!!!

Sir Leonard and Miss Zamir are calm. Sylphie and Jagila are attracted to power and Pirna is excited. Even with me, I wanted Harpy to actually use it, so Pilna's offer was to cross the ship.

"For the record, this is a very dangerous weapon. If you mishandle it, you will die instantly, and people around you may get involved. Be very careful."

"Yes"

When I paid attention with a serious face, Pilna nodded with a mysterious expression that correctly corrected her residence. That's why I decided to detonate the pilna.

"Yes, first grab the pattern with your feet."

"Yes, my feet are ticklish."

Harpy Pilna's feet have sharp, sharp nails like a bird of prey, which is surprisingly flirtatious or looks strong. I saw Pilna grasping the handle. I removed the safety cap at the end of the handle and tied the weighted string that came out of the hollow handle to the ankle of Pilna. I'll do it both left and right.

"How's the weight?

"It's nothing at all. You can carry it even heavier."

"I see. How do you feel about grasping the pattern?

It would be nice if it were a little thicker

"Well, that's helpful. Never let go except when you throw. If the string comes off, it will explode."

"I see. Okay, I'll get going."

Pyruna soars up in the sky with the wind. Looks like you're using magic to fly. Those feathers won't release the current wind pressure.

Soaring up in the sky, Pilna threw one of the bombs at the target logs. The bomb landed slightly off the target and exploded. Still, some of the logs that have been raised more than once become dust.

It looks like we're going to throw more altitude this time. Pilna drops a bomb at an altitude where her bows and arrows are not likely to reach. Bombs accelerated by the force and gravity of Pilna's feet fell to a location where logs stood.

And then it explodes, and the logs are brilliantly dusty. Hmm, maybe this has become more vicious than I thought. Pilnah says a heavier and more powerful bomb would be fine. Now let's try making some dummy bombs that have changed the thickness and weight of the pattern.

"I did it!

"It's amazing."

"From that altitude... that might change the battlefield."

"Wow, I'm hungry."

Jagila was so hungry that everyone welcomed back the joyful Pilna... Sylphie seems to be thinking about something with her arms around her.

I don't know what Sylvie's thinking, but breakfast for now.

We need to get back to work. Ah, we have to build a mythrill weapon, and we have to dig a well... we have work to do! A lot to do!