Survival in Another World With My Master

The night the Magic Stone Bomb was put into action. The Liberation Army, which put its troops into the Berrich fort, which was last suppressed today, gave the soldiers plenty of food and a glass of fine alcohol.

It may seem like it stinks just to drink, but I can't let you drink too much because I'm fighting again tomorrow. I'm sure Sylphie would really like to give her a day or two off. Unfortunately, we don't have time for that right now. Because it's our job to eliminate the threat on the road and get to Merynesburg as soon as possible.

At that time, the soldiers were eating and drinking like they were licking a glass of alcohol.

"Kill them all and destroy the fort anyway. You should use cancer. It won't take much time or effort."

"After using the Magic Stone Bomb, the level of ambient magic concentration increased abnormally. Abuse can lead to some sort of magical disaster. As a magician, I can't support abuse."

"It's quick, but it's hard for every enemy soldier to blow up their forts and supplies. Although it is not difficult to rebuild the fort as much as it will cost Mr. Koske, it is difficult to abuse it as it could affect future governance. We can't plunder supplies."

"Regardless of how much it will be used in the future, morale boost effect is high. The soldiers who were worried about taking on the main battalion of the Holy King's Army also saw the power of the Magic Stone Bomb today and realized that it was worth more than enough. Conversely, the enemy soldiers who saw it would be terrified."

"I'm not worried about the operation of the Magic Stone Bomb itself. We were able to evacuate before the explosion. I'll drop it as many times as I can."

These are the opinions of Sir Leonard, Isla, Merti, Ms Zamir and Pirna, respectively.

What Sir Leonard says is all the more true. I'm in a hurry now, and it's not efficient to blow it off without hassle.

But you also need to listen to Isla. In the past, the Black Forest Elves created the Omit Great Wilderness, an uninhabitable land, as a result of a destructive attack with Spirit Stones. Misuse of the Magic Stone Bomb may have similar consequences. That's what Isla is warning you.

"Isn't Merti just dirty?

"I can't believe it's dirty. Forts and garrisons are built because they need to be there. Place soldiers there, monitor the streets, and use their power to destroy bandits and monsters if necessary. That's why they're built in birds. The loss of the fort will not have a significant impact in the short term, but it is likely that reconstruction will be necessary in the long term. Then you need to send Mr. Koske backwards. There's so much you want Mr. Koske to do, but it's inefficient to have to destroy the fort and send it back, right?

"Hi."

"Besides, we're at war right now. You will need arrows, medicine, food, and all kinds of other supplies to continue your military operations. The more there is, the better. You know that, don't you, Mr. Koske?

"Yes"

"I can't believe it's dirty... terrible."

Melty deliberately covers his eyes with the sleeves of his clothes. It's very annoying, but you said too much dirty, yes.

"All right, that was a terrible thing to say."

"I hope you understand."

Merti smiles nicely. Wakirika Egahaya Inner.

"So, morale. I knew it would have an impact."

"Yes, the samurai didn't seem very worried from the beginning, but the infantry was rather worried. Even though there was an aerial bombardment of Harpy, he thought it would be tough if the battlefield was thrown into large numbers of cavalry or if the magic squad shot him in a fishing bottle. The power of the Magic Stone Bomb, which destroys the fort with a single blow, seems to reassure them."

"Any army must be destroyed by shooting down Bokoska. Naturally."

"Since we have no agreement on war or any situation, there is no claim that we will be evacuated by any means. If you do too much, they'll poke you later."

"All you have to do is think about what comes after that. Winning is our priority now."

"Then I'll trouble Sylvie and the royals who are waiting for us at the castle."

"If you don't win, you won't be bothered or anything. If we have a weapon that can kill all those soldiers without killing them, we should use it without hesitation."

Merti and Sir Leonard hit the bees in the eye and scattered sparks into the void.

Pilna had a bitter smile as she looked at the two of them. I don't mind if I use it as her stance. It feels like you're following our decision. Maybe it's more to us than to me.

Looking at the neighborhood, Sylvie stared at Lord Leonard's interaction with Merti, who spoke out against the bees. Your gaze seems to be facing you, but you also seem to be thinking deeply. In fact, I think they are thinking about the operation of the Magic Stone Bomb.

The line of sight is turned towards us.

"What does Koske think?

"Me? I guess so...."

Sylvie's remarks brought me to the table of the meeting. If you see so much, you'll get a hole.

"To put it bluntly, the cost is not that high. The amount of Magic Stones used is known to be high, and if you want to use Magic Crystals, you can substitute for larger Magic Stones. That's why I can't do it, but I don't think I should shoot too stupid."

"What's in your heart?

"I think you can strangle yourself by mistakenly looking at the time of cutting. If you can do something by other means, I think it would be better to use that means without hesitating to cause some damage or trouble. Honestly, I'm afraid of the Magic Stone Bomb, which takes hundreds and thousands of lives in an instant. I don't think you should hesitate to use it when you should, but I don't feel comfortable abusing it. Besides, given what happens later, it's not good to kill more soldiers in the Holy King's Landing than you need to.

"That's right. It's not a good idea to stir up hostility more than necessary."

That's right. Our current landing point is to take over Merynesburg, drive back the crusaders from the Holy King's Landing and rebuild the Kingdom of Merinard, right? Ultimately, the Holy King will have to admit it by diplomatic means. Isn't that right?

That's what I said. I looked around the conference room.

"The Magic Stone Bomb will be one of the trumpets in the diplomatic arena. That's why I think it would be better to operate carefully."

"That's Mr. Koske. Not like the Brain Lion Man."

"I only put efficiency and the safety of my soldiers first. What does Zamir think?

"I don't hesitate to use it when I should. I wonder if that's all right."

That said, Ms Zamir turned to Sylphie. That means that Sylphie should make the final decision about whether or not to use it.

"Okay. I will use the Magic Stone Bomb at my discretion, taking into account the subsequent diplomatic implications. All right, Koske?"

"... ahh"

That said, I am the one who makes the final decision in the essential sense. Whether or not to retrieve the Magic Stone bomb from the inventory at Sylphie's request is always up to me.

Because Sylvie doesn't have a way to take anything out of my inventory in total disregard of my will. I'm the last safety valve for the massacre. I don't like the way it works.

Don't look like that.

Sylphie smiles bitterly when she sees my expression. He looked terrible.

"Is that all you need to know about the Magic Stone Bomb operation? Now, let's disband for tomorrow."

Each is dissolved by Sylvie's declaration. Only me and Sylvie left.

"What about the others?

"Am I alone dissatisfied?

"No, I was just wondering."

Normally, I don't get to be alone at these times. I think we should all get along somehow, because it feels like we should all share it deliciously. If I hadn't had the health and stamina systems associated with this mysterious ability, I'd be dead of kidney failure. No kidding.

"What kind of blowing is that? What kind of thing?

Store the tables and chairs used for the meeting in the inventory, and install a wooden long chair and a wooden low table. It's an instant for me to change from a conference room to a living room. [M] I'm capable.

"Nothing in particular has a reason. Merti couldn't leave the management of the looted supplies to his men, so he just went to see, and Isla said it was a meeting of the Wizard Corps. Pilna said she would forgive Harpy and the others for being too tense with the bombing and the Magic Stone Bomb."

I see.

Sitting side-by-side in a wooden bench while nodding. Something really didn't happen. Well, there may be some consideration for leaving Sylvie and me alone.

"It's only the second day, but you must be tired. Koske is not very good at situations where people like this die a lot."

Well, I guess so.

I used to play a lot of miserable things in games, but I'm naturally not familiar with them in real life. Still, I think I've gotten used to it a lot compared to when I first came to this world. You shot the King's Army spy with your own hands.

"Walking with me is like this. You don't like it, do you?

That sounds mentally tough. But it's more important to me to be with Sylvie than that. "

"... I see."

That's what Sylvie said, leaned over and leaned against me. Normally, I'm about to take out a bottle of honey wine, but today's Sylphie feels sweeter to me than honey wine.

"All right, all right."

I'll gently pull down Sylvie as she leans over and stroke her head on my lap. Silfi narrowed her eyes like a caressed cat. Silfi's hair retains a rough feel even in the dusty environment of the battlefield. I wonder, is elf a protective force that keeps her body beautiful?

"Sylphie's working hard. It's hard to make decisions at the expense of everyone's lives."

"Yeah, it's tough."

Silfi sighs as I stroke her head.

The Liberation Army soldiers die at their own discretion. In one decision, the Holy King's Army soldiers vanish in hundreds of units. Sylphie has been making those decisions for the last two days. That will save you a lot of effort.

"Sylphie does a good job. Everyone thinks so, and so do I."

"Really?

"It's true. That's why I'm going to make Sylvie a little sweeter today. If there's anything I can do, I'll ask you to be selfish."

"Really? Well then..."

Sylvie was too selfish to say it anymore. Yes, yes, it's Daddy.

"Silfi, huh?

……

The next morning, Silfi returned to me, wrapped in a sheet for the first time in worm mode.

"What did you do yesterday?

Can I tell you something?

"... if you say so, I won't do it."

It is a magitone. I mean it.

That's right.

"Then I can't ask. I'm sorry."

I honestly gave up on the question of whether Merty felt the seriousness of Silfi. I think that's better. Because I don't want to accidentally slip my mouth and get hurt.