Survival in Another World With My Master

That night, Ellen visited the room where I was resting again. Were you busy today? I haven't shown my face since I visited in the morning. Is something wrong?

"Are you okay? Something wrong?

"Yes, it's a little embarrassing."

Although it is expressionless, I feel that an uneasy atmosphere is seeping out of Ellen.

"Trouble...? That said, the south smells worse."

"Yes, it's related."

I don't think I'm going to tell you the details, but apparently there's been some movement in the PLA. It's been more than half a month since I disappeared. I don't think the peace in the south is complete yet, but if the Sub-Slaves who were operating across the south were freed, the total strength of the Liberation Army would have improved considerably.

It is delicate whether the equipment will be distributed in time, but some of the equipment we have acquired from the Holy King's Army will also have begun mass production of Goats foot crossbows at the rear production base. They will also be using the materials and prototype weapons I have from my inventory. The R&D people were also developing their own weapons based on the weapons I had created.

But no matter how much power we have, it's still impossible to attack up to Merynesburg... maybe we can win the battle, but we don't have control over the dominated towns or villages. There must be only a few Katsukatsuki people in control of the south.

Besides, the newly rendezvoused subhuman slaves have suffered considerable health loss due to their long and harsh lives. Fighting, marching, and even training should be slow in a week or so of rest.

That means it's too soon for the Liberation Army to take the next action.

If you were going to rescue me, I thought you'd use a handful of elites to infiltrate me.

You're thinking about it.

"I have a lot of things to do."

A lot of things?

A lot of things.

She nodded to Ellen tilting her neck. Rumor has it she can't tell a lie. It would be better not to talk than to lie.

"Ellen, you said if I was a messenger of God."

"Yes, did you feel comfortable talking to me?

"That's right...."

Think about telling Ellen everything.

From Ellen's point of view, I am her enemy altogether. It's only natural that many of the Holy King's Army soldiers were killed in an explosion and provided the Liberation Army with a lot of weapons and food. If you tell her everything straight, she and I will have a decisive rift in our relationship. You're driven by the urge to destroy everything without thinking about it, but you're enduring it.

"I want to talk to you alone."

"Are you alone... you're going to hold me back by yourself. This beast."

"You're serious right now, right? If a true virgin says something like that, it won't be fashionable, okay?

You see, Amarier and Berta's gaze is steep because they say bad things! No, it's not. I'm not thinking about that! I mean, I'm not doing so well! You know Mr. Amarillier!

You're desperate.

"Can I just knock it down?

"How about violence against a weak woman?"

"I think it would be nice to tease the weak sick, I..."

"Sure, that makes sense. I won't stop, though."

"Don't do that, okay?

Either my desperate complaint was accepted or she was satisfied with making fun of me, Ellen turned to Amarier and Berta and forced them out of the room.

Is this okay?

"Yeah, that's good. Nobody's eavesdropping, right?

"I don't think so. The walls in this room are thick and there is only one door. The door is thick, so you won't hear it outside unless you raise your voice too loud."

I see.

"So if you attack like a beast, you don't have to shout."

"I won't attack you. First of all... yes. Let's talk about whether I'm a messenger of God or not."

"Yes"

Ellen corrected her position and entered a listening position. As usual, I'm nervous about her face. It conveys a tight atmosphere.

"Honestly, I don't know. I've never met God, and he didn't tell me you're his messenger. But I'm sure he's not from this world."

"Aren't you human in this world?"

"That's right. There was not such a big planet covering the sky in the world I lived on. There was no magic, and there was no monster. There were no subhumans. It was a world of human beings."

"I mean, you're a resident of another world that's not here, right?

"That's right. I'm not from this world."

Answer Ellen's question and gaze at the red balls looking straight at us.

"I see... a rare person."

You know what, Raiden?

"It's Ellen. Of course I do. Because there are rare human legacies everywhere. I've never seen anything real before."

I see.

Sylphie also said that there are many legacies about rare people. I'm sure Ellen knows one of them.

"So, I have a little special power. According to the magician who crushed the power, the phenomenon of my ability is not magical, but similar to the miracle of sacred magic."

"Your abilities... can you also plead for miracles?

"No. But I can do this."

I took the hot cake plate out of the inventory and showed it to him. It's a dish made of flour, eggs, milk, and flower honey. Silence what eggs and milk are. If I don't keep quiet, I'll keep quiet.

"What is this...? It smells sweet."

"It's called a hot cake. Sweet, fluffy and delicious. Yes, ahn"

She sliced the hot cake into bites with a fork that was also removed from the inventory and took it to Ellen's mouth, where she opened her little mouth after a little confusion. Gently push the hot cake stuck in the fork into your mouth and let it eat.

"... so delicious"

"Yes, yes, yes. Yes, ahn"

"... ahn"

I'll carry a hot cake sliced into Ellen's mouth like a chick. What's so fun about this?

There's milk, too.

"I'll take it."

When she gave Ellen the milk in a wooden cup, she took the cup with both hands and chuckled her throat.

"It's delicious milk. It doesn't seem to belong to a goat... but what kind of milk is it?

Beef, kana

That's a lie.

"It's basically a cow, basically."

It's basically a cow. About half of them. It seems that if I don't squeeze it regularly, it will cause pain and disease. Somehow it seems quite troublesome to leave without a child.

"... well, that's fine. So, what the hell is this?

Yes, ahn

"Mogging....."

Prepare yourself. There's no turning back.

"I'm not making something out of nothing. I'm just taking out what's in there. Well, it's like an invisible bag or a warehouse."

"Nhm... is it like space magic?"

"I don't know what space magic is, but maybe it is. Feel free to store and remove various items anytime, anywhere. Without consideration."

It's a plain ability.

"Compared to the eyes that see the truth."

She tried to give Ellen the plate, but she opened her mouth without receiving it. I can't help it, so I'll let you eat the hot cake.

"I've never eaten anything like this."

"Really? I think there's something like that."

I'll just knead the flour with eggs, milk, and sugar and fry it up. Oh, no, that's not all. Is there a baking powder or something? But I've heard of Garrett as a kind of hot cake in a way... well, fine details are good.

"Anyway, I'm a rare person. I honestly don't know if it's the Apostle of God. But I'm sure it's rare."

"As a saying, rare people appear in this world guided by God. Because other gods have said to me," Fate, "you will not be a problem because you are a messenger of God."

I see. I don't have any pieces of faith. "

"You just have to grow up now. Ahhn"

"Yes, yes."

Think while carrying a hot cake into Ellen's mouth. As Ellen, it seems that I am not a problem because I am a messenger of God. Now, how are we going to get this story out of here?

"Name"

Yeah?

"Speaking of which, I didn't hear your name."

That's my name.

I think it would be decisive if I named it Koske here. No, maybe they've already found out.

Ellen is quite likely to hear from Cubi about my abilities. If you're listening, you're just looking at the inventory's capabilities to figure out who I am. Cubby knew I was a rare person.

Well, it's possible that Ellen knew about it from the beginning. It's no wonder Cubi told me what I look like.

Koske.

"Really.... nh"

Ellen opens her mouth, so I'll take the last piece to Ellen's mouth. Ellen slowly chewed and swallowed the hot cake without expression.

Are you sure?

"Yes, it is."

Really?

The conversation stopped. Ellen is looking away from me and staring into the cup at me.

"God said. I want to stay close to my fate and live."

I see. It's a tough trial for God. "

"... I see."

Silence reigns over the room. Well, I wonder how it was cut out.