Survival in Another World With My Master

An advance march of gunmen came into contact with Ellen and the others who had raised a white flag and told him on a Golem communicator that Ellen and the others had offered to surrender and asked for help for the wounded.

"The three of us, Leonard and Merty, come to the negotiation. I'll have Koske make the place. Sure, go around there. It would be nice to have a table and chairs on the stone floor. I need you to put the field back later."

That said, Sylvie pointed to the field beside the street. Looks like they picked a place where they couldn't get the bows and arrows from the walls. Someone's field. It does not seem that the crop is growing, whether it is a fallow plot or before planting.

Copy that.

"Okay."

"Zamir, stay with Koske. Isla, use the samurai squad to protect the wounded."

"I understand."

"Nh, okay."

At Sylvie's behest, each one of them moves. There was another voice.

"Where's my concubine? I thought you were busy.

It is a grande that has been watching the battlefield in a boring way, devouring idleness and sweets in the airboard.

"I don't know what Grande would do... if he could go back to his old self, he wouldn't be able to use it for intimidation, but Grande wouldn't be interested in our fight in the first place, would he? I don't think there's any reason to help."

"Isn't that right? But I don't think I have time to walk about Koske."

"I don't care how much Koske's escort hands are."

Sir Leonard also joined us from behind as we all got off the airboard and stowed it in the inventory. Everyone walks in the same direction. It is the direction of the castle gate. It's just different how far you walk.

Be careful.

"Oh, no problem."

Me, Miss Zamir and Grande, who work first, will be the first to break up with everyone.

Come on, let's give it a break.

Dig through the area in one dig with the Mithrill Shovel and lay down rock blocks. And one large long table and a chair with ten legs ready. In the meantime, it's only a few minutes.

"As always, the power of Koske is not the face demon."

It's amazing.

"Hahahaha, you won't get a compliment."

Is there anything else you need while saying that? I twisted my head. Should I have enough to drink? That said, this is a place where the wind blows and the sand dances. There are no walls. Even if you prepare a drink, the sand and dust may enter the glass just because the wind blows. Considering that, a pet bottle is a convenient container. I wouldn't worry about that if I closed the lid.

"Should I have a drink or something?

I asked Miss Zamir.

"I don't think it makes much sense. Probably won't do it....."

Isn't that right?

It is Ms Zamir's idea that she will be careful not to poison her hands.

"Koske, my concubine is hungry."

"Hmm... we're almost there, so let's be patient."

"Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah."

"Ahh! Customer! Customer! Customer! No, customer! Don't gong tail cornered stone floors, Guest! Ahhh!"

Grande starts wasting time reading bars. This is trying to get me into trouble, isn't it? I don't know if I just want it or if I have any ideas. However, if you leave it like this, the cornered stone floor will be destroyed. Maybe so. The stone fragments are already starting to splash. Phew.

"Okay, okay. What do you want to eat? A hamburger?"

"Pankyu. Cream and jam stuff."

"Oh, pancakes. You can't eat it standing up, can you?

"There's a table there, isn't there?

That said, Grande is smiling and innocent - no, he seems innocent, but he's planning something. No doubt about it. What is it?

"No, I'm going to use it now.

"Ah, it's starting to swell up. I'm starting to get a bit nervous about this crawl and stuff."

Grande's sharp clawed hands are stirring up. That nail has the power of a Grand Dragon nail, right? If you think about it, you can tear apart steel armor 10 mm thick from the table.

"Okay, okay. Is this it? Is that all right?

That said, he gave out a table and chair for one person, but Grande shook his head sideways.

"No, that's better."

Grande pointed to a point on the long table for the meeting. It is a so-called birthday seat. Hmm....?

"Mr. Grande?

"I've been hiccups for the last few days. Isn't that nice?"

"Er...."

I turned to Ms Zamir for help, but I was distracted. Why are you turning away? Will you help me? For religious reasons? Oh, yes, for religious reasons. Well, we can't stop Grande if he's serious in the first place. No, I wonder if Miss Zamir has a wangchan.

After a little negotiation, Grande did not hesitate to give up sitting in the birthday seat, so I had to prepare a chair in the birthday seat and prepare pancakes as requested. If you finish eating before the Sylphies come over here...!

"Refill"

"Yes"

Grande couldn't be satisfied with just one pancake. Apparently, Grande is also able to stack up and occasionally eats fools impulsively like this... Isn't this child's belly connected to another dimension?

Then Silfi and the others came back as they had no choice but to serve Grande. Bring Ellen and her sisters and priests.

"... Koske?

"Force majeure."

Pointing at the broken stone floor, Sylvie pointed silently at the grande.

"Isn't it good? Well, that's what I'm talking about. It's like a reporter."

Silfi had been looking at Grande for a while after hearing his words, but he finally gave up or breathed and quickly took his seat.

"Adolphs, please sit down."

Sylphie sat on the other side of Merti's guide, where Adolphian faces, including Ellen, sat. All I know is Ellen and Amarilier. There was one other grand man wearing a slightly luxurious monk dress that looked like a high-ranking priest, and not just a samurai wearing armor ─ ─ but a grand man like a guard. There were four of them.

Our team against this is Sylvie, Merty, and Sir Leonard. Merti and Sir Leonard are perfectly armed and intimidating anyway.

"Who's that girl...? I'm not a person to look at."

Her eyes, like Ellen's red balls, turned towards Grande and narrowed as if she saw something dazzling. Maybe the grande has a sparkle, too?

"The Grand Dragon turned into something close to humans by secret magic. His name is Grande. We are not joining the Liberation Army, we are accompanied by a personal friendship to a man named Koske who is there."

"It's not Grande. Well, it's like seeing a reporter. Think of it as a figurine."

A white cream and red jam stained Grande's chest stretched thinly on Doya's face. The face of Adolphus who saw it seems to be confused about how to react. No, I guess not. I can't trust you even if you tell me that this penis is a dragon. Not if I'm in their shoes.

"It doesn't seem like a lie."

But when Ellen said that, the degree of confusion in the face of Adolphus intensified even more. They probably have absolute confidence in Ellen's ability to tell the truth, also known as the Virgin of Truth. If she says that Sylphie and the others are not lying, it's probably not... but it's an incredible atmosphere.

"Don't worry about her. Like I said, I'm just gonna watch this place. Instead, let's continue the story."

When Sylphie says so, the Adolese face turns straight to Sylphie as if they were following her words ─ ─ No, Ellen is looking at the grande or the pancakes? And you noticed my gaze, and now you're staring me in the face.

No, I can't get it out in this situation. With the thoughts of giving up? When I shook my head with pull pull, Ellen gave up a little breath with an attitude like "I can't use it, you can't use it." Don't be ridiculous.

"Don't worry, let's do it. Shall we continue the discussion?"

That's how Ellen turned her red eyes toward Silfi, and Silfi's amber eyes toward Ellen.

There will probably be no occasion for me to speak up here. I decided to watch the meeting between the two factions as I wiped Grande's mouth.