Survival in Another World With My Master

Our actions were swift.

Leaving a minimum number of stockpiles in the inventory, releasing materials that could be used to develop tools, I, Sylvie, and the five Harpy men at the fort, all seven of them, ran to the front line shelter. Leave Gizma's sentry to Harpy and the others to run at speeds unlikely in a normal march.

Sylphie originally has a ghostly health, and I can run much faster and longer than a marathoner, even if I combine movement and running in command action.

On the way, I encounter a gizma.

I don't have time for this.

Fires rifle slag rounds from guns, guns, guns and pump-action shotguns to quickly kill gizmas. I put it in the inventory for a moment.

"How can Koske fight enough?"

"As long as we have weapons."

I reloaded the ammunition I had shot and ran again. The first day passed the first shelter, the second shelter, and reached the third shelter. It was originally supposed to move one shelter a day, so it came here at three times the rate of travel.

"Let's go in the bath, eat, and sleep."

"Flo?"

I make hot tubs in brick blocks with Sylvie and Harpy tilting their necks. The size itself is the same as an infinite source of water. In other words, it is 2 m vertical x 2 m horizontal x 1 m deep. It will be large enough for an extraordinary bath.

I put hot water in here...

There's hardly any time in my inventory. So, I have a lot of hot water boiled in a large pot in my inventory. I didn't prepare it for a temporary bath, but I prepared it for a defensive battle at the fort.

Then I adjusted the temperature with water...

Instead of placing bucket water in command action, normally pour it into hot water to adjust the temperature. Um, here's the thing.

"That's it! Let's take turns and soak in the bath."

"What is this? Hot water?"

"Oh, my God, there's no bath culture."

Speaking of which, it was the default in this world to wipe your body with a bath and a damp cloth. Explain the bath lightly and instruct them to pass the towels and go in sequentially. I'll prepare dinner in the meantime.

"Ah, my pussy is luxurious....."

"Soaking in warm water feels so good."

"Yeah, this is good. But it's luxurious. It's going to be hard to prepare this kind of water every day."

Hearing the yellow voices of Harpy and Silfi on my back, I prepare a meal without thinking. Harpy and the others aren't very clever, so it would be nice to have something to eat with a hand grip. Would you like a hamburger and salad sandwich?

I think it was a force majeure to see everyone taking a little bath while preparing their meal. They don't seem to resist being seen naked, either because they're in a group of women or because they're a culture in this world.

Well, I didn't prepare for an impulse or anything like that because it's a temporary bath! I got it!

While enjoying the sights that make it easy for me to take care of my eyes, while adding hot water to the bath, I serve meals to the Harpy and Silfi who have come out of the bath sequentially, and I also take a bath. It was a little warm so I added hot water.

Oh, Mr. Harpy's feathers are floating. Mmm, it's beautiful. Harpy's feathers are quite different shades from person to person. Pilna is overall blue, and the Harpy and I are accompanying her now in pink, orange, turquoise, brown, and black. This feather is blue, so it's fronte.

Pink Harpy is Brown, Orange Harpy is Fitch, Brown Harpy is Framed, and Black Harpy is Ray. They've made an airplane bomb, they've actually tested its power in exercises, and then they've all admired me. He didn't like toilet birds so much.

Hmm, and even so, Fronte's wings are quite beautiful. It feels good if you slip your fingers on the wings, and it has moderate elasticity. Bird wings are cool, right? Perhaps there is beauty in grasping the air and flying in the sky.

Relax your severely used legs today in warm water, warm enough, and then leave the bath. Naturally, I am naked, but I feel your eyes are focused. No, no, man naked is not like seeing it during dinner.

My body has been a little tight since I came here, but my muscles are not very tight. I don't think it's a pleasant body to see.

"What? That feather...."

When I changed and moved to the table where everyone was eating, Ray the Black Harpy noticed the Fronte feathers I had in my hand. Everyone's eyes are now focused on Fronte's feathers.

"Hiya!? Hey, hey! Please throw that away!

Fronte, the landlord, blushes his face and flaps his wings. No, she's cute.

"No, it's beautiful. The wings are beautiful and cool."

"Hyuuu...."

She slipped her fingertips on Fronte's wings and leaned over her bright red face with her wings. Seeing this, other Harpy's face became red and fluffy. Did you do something wrong?

"Sylvie, did I do something bad?

"Koske... what would you think if you were teasing your lost hair with a mellow expression?

"Ooh...."

Either you feel disgusted or you feel ashamed. If you drop your shrunk hair and let the opposite sex tease you... it's so embarrassing.

"Honestly, I'm sorry."

"Ah, no... if you like it, well..."

Fronte still blushed his face, but he shook his wings with a smile. Uh, what do we do? This feather. Should I return it?

"Well, please take care of it.

Ah, yeah.

I decided to keep it in the inventory because I got the flow as it is. The item name is a Fronte feather. Oh, it's a unique item? There's a proper noun for it.

Um, well, so am I.

"If you like...."

Wow, mine, too.

"Yes"

For some reason, I got one feather at a time from another Mr. Harpy. Colorful feathers gather in my hands. Hmm, it looks like a treasure. Beautiful. When I was a kid, I kind of felt like I found a treasure when I picked up a bird feather. Even the crow feathers look beautiful.

"Koske... your eyes are shining."

"Oh, yeah? No, I remember picking up bird feathers and putting them in a treasure chest when I was a kid. I don't know if I'm going back to childhood or not... there wasn't a Harpy in my world. I didn't see a lot of birds in my neighborhood, so I didn't have to."

I tell everyone about my childhood while enjoying the touch of the feathers. I used to read insect and animal atlases when I was a kid, even though it wasn't an environment that made a lot of contact with nature. Perhaps the actions of those days gave rise to a yearning for nature and survival.

Nevertheless, every time I slip my fingers on the wings, Harpy and the others are worried, okay? Are you breathing heavily? I'm starting to feel dangerous.

"Anyway, let's go to bed tomorrow. Tomorrow we'll get to the front line shelter."

I see.

That night, I dreamed of being tickled with my feathers. I don't remember the contents clearly, but it was kind of an erotic dream... I wonder if I had such a dream because Mr. Harpy's angry figure was so colorful.

"... it feels like I'm feeling drowsy."

"... it must be my fault."

The next day, I felt light-headed and tilted my neck. Sylphie can't keep an eye on me for some reason. Hmm, why is your lower body so refreshing...? Are you crazy? I think my body feels lightheaded because of yesterday's fatigue.

"Good morning!

"Good morning, it's nice weather today."

"Good morning....."

Good morning, sir.

Oh, my God.

Harpy and the others are fine today. I feel fine and strangely shiny skin and wings. Did the bath work? I don't know why, but everybody feels a little red on their face, and they approach me and stroke their body at the tip of their wings. For some reason my body is freaking out, but what is this?

"Something weird...?

"Don't worry about it. I don't care."

I felt Sylphie murmured that it was necessary. What are you talking about...? No way, while I was asleep, Mr. Harpy and the others did something nasty to me? No, no, that can't be happening. I'm better off asleep. I can't possibly get up while I'm asleep. I don't think so. You don't have one?

Without that, I tried to tease Sylvie and Harpy, but I couldn't catch the truth. It's muddy and moody.

Abandon the truth, prepare breakfast, clean up the makeshift bath, and run in the wilderness again. I don't know if any of the gizmas around here paid to raid Merinard Kingdom territory. Currently, there may only be gizzards near the center of the Omit Great Wilderness.

He even ran past the fourth shelter, reaching the front shelter by noon. Me and Sylvie are here to build the fort and escort me. Have Harpy and the others scout the area.

Use the blue print feature to create crisp walls and build a dormitory. Stockpile warehouses and water plants will be constructed, and final means will be set up at each location. What's the last resort? That's what it is. Ha ha ha. Explosion is art, isn't it?

Next, enter the underground shelter and expand the deepest to create an escape route. We need a way out when we're surrounded by armies. Considering that 800 people and 1,000 or more people will escape if they succeed, the tunnel for escape shall be made widely. Of course, this tunnel will also be equipped with the last resort. If you follow me, it won't be a dog.

Next, a block of agricultural land is laid inside the barrier to sow crop seeds. Now that we can harvest it in three days, we should be able to afford some food.

Now that you've sprayed the water, install a Golem barista on the barrier. Place about twenty arrows for the barista together. After all, it rarely rains around here, and sometimes it gets so degraded.

If we get there, we'll just have to wait for the Liberation Army to return. The brown harpy's flame is very effective at night, so she asked her to scout the fort of the Holy King's Army in the Kingdom of Merinard at night.

There seems to be no major movement so far.

Spend three days in a makeshift fortress with front-line shelters expanded like that. Over the past three days, I have further increased the production of improved crossbows and mass produced crossbow bolts as well. In some cases, liberators must also fight.

The increased production of improved crossbows is a new model that makes it possible to pull strings using the principle of the leech. The item name registered on the craft menu is a goats foot crossbow. Does the shape of the lever resemble a goats foot, or goat's leg? It certainly doesn't look that way.

By the way, I feel strangely asleep for the past three days.

When I go to bed at night, I feel completely refreshed until the next morning. I feel like I'm dreaming, but I don't know the details clearly. It's like an erotic dream, so you're saving it? I thought it was nothing like that. Rather, it feels refreshing.

And I feel that not only Harpy's skin, but also Sylphie's skin is shiny. After all, is this sleeping in some way, and in the meantime...? Doubt builds up, but there is no way to confirm it. Shouldn't it be time to seriously question Silfi?

With that in mind, Mr. Harpy, who was on reconnaissance, reported that a backpacked Liberation Army unit was moving away from the forward fort. They must have left after us.

I apologize to the approximately 50 PLA members who have arrived, but I need you to help me harvest the crops quickly. This is the maximum number of 50 Liberation Army soldiers here and 60 who have not yet returned from the realm of the Kingdom of Merinard, and a total of 110 trained soldiers we can send to the temporary fort as it stands.

There are actually a few more trained soldiers, but we need to allocate a certain amount of troops to defend our main base, front-line fortifications, and small bases along the way, so this is the number.

We could increase the number of people just shooting crossbows by about a hundred. This is the number of trained soldiers who can fight white soldiers to some extent.

"Da Nang is still at the front line."

"We need a place to put it together."

As it stands, only Danang, Silfi and Sir Leonard and Ms. Zamir can serve as generals entrusted with the base. Sir Leonard commands the Liberation Army in the realm of the Kingdom of Merinard, and Ms. Zamir has been entrusted with this base. If Sylvie is here, Danang can't move from the front lines.

Stabilize the defenses of the temporary fort, seed the farmland, and wait for another three days while steadily accumulating stockpiles.

I feel the depth of sleep has returned to normal since the reinforcements arrived. Yeah, I figured I'd get Sylvie when it settles down. Crafting a meal that was ready to be eaten while making up his mind, Harpy, who was out on reconnaissance, reported that he had found the liberators.

"Looks like they're being pursued by the Holy King's Army. The army hasn't caught up with me, but I think I'm being eaten by fast cavalry."

"Sir Leonard and the others seem to be in charge. Offer air support."

Fitch of Orange Harpy and Ray of Black Harpy report and make suggestions. Sylphie nodded loudly in response.

"Well, I guess it's the place to use it. Koske"

Oh, you want to do it?

Remove the air bomb for Harpy and nod. This is the official version of the Harpy aerial bomb that has been tested several times since then to adjust the operating time of the fuse, the amount of explosives, and improve the shell shell. The shape has not changed significantly, but the power has increased by about 30% compared to the prototype.

Attach the Happy Air Bomb to the feet of the five Happy people who have returned from scouting in sequence.

"I've told you many times, your safety is paramount. Try to drop it from a high altitude that will never be destroyed. And be very careful not to involve your allies. Because it really doesn't look stylish."

Yes!

Five Harpy took off and soared up in the sky, responding energetically. And when he reached enough altitude, he flew away in formation in the direction of the realm of the Kingdom of Merinard. I went up to the Wall and followed him with my eyes, but soon he was blind to me.

Are you okay?

"I would have had a lot of dropping training with a mock bullet. I'm sure she'll be fine."

I hope we follow the training.

Sir Leonard and Schmel are also worried. I don't think an old man loyal to his desires or a chaotic Schmel can do it so easily, but if he protects the liberated people, it will force him to struggle.

Besides, the cavalry who is chasing is also said to be the natural enemy of the infantry... If we can intercept it with a crossbow, and since we have distributed two patterned grenades to each of them as hidden balls, I wonder if we can manage to use them... no matter how many army horses we have, we won't be able to catch a single grenade or freak out with the sound. I want to think it's okay.

Let's get ready to defend ourselves.

I see.

I really wanted to get rid of pitfalls and mines, but those kinds of traps could hurt the liberators coming to the fort. I can't help it, so this time I have something like an empty moat with Dr. Woodspike on it. Barista, Crossbow, and Harpy's aerial bombardment and grenades will help push back the Holy King's Army.

If that's impossible, we're gonna abandon the fort, get everyone out of the tunnel and retreat to the front line fort. In doing so, he draws his enemies into the fort and executes the last resort. I don't have to do that.

"A real war, or... what happens?"

Personnel probably ran out. All we have to do is wait for our fate.