Survival in Another World With My Master

"A messenger from the Empire... what do you think?

Finish communication with Silfi and ask Ellen. Ellen, who was listening to the communication, already had a difficult look on her face.

"It's too soon. It will take months or six months for the situation in the Kingdom of Merinard to spread to the empire beyond the Holy King's kingdom. Moreover, the information should be uncertain after that time and distance....."

"If the information is passed on, we consider it, we form a mission, and then we send it to the Kingdom of Merinard... no matter what we think, it doesn't make sense."

It's only been six months, maybe a month, since the Liberation Army took over Merynesburg and defeated the crusaders from the Holy King. It shouldn't have been six months since we took over Arihibourg.

"That's how it will be. But...."

"But?

"I can't predict what the Empire will do. Something that seemed to be futile and pointless at first glance was a later stone, or something that seemed to fail was a later stone, even though it should have crushed the other party's intentions."

"I see. Doesn't that mean we can't start without face-to-face contact with the messenger on the ground, or just thinking about it is futile?

That's what I'm talking about.

Very well. So, here it is.

"I'm going back to Merlinesburg with Grande...."

"I'm going back with you... but I can't just leave you to Da Nang."

"I also need a moderator on the Adolese side."

"Yes, we will stay here"

As Ellen turned to Amarillier and the others, Amarillier and Berta nodded.

"Shouldn't concubines carry koske?

"Can I ask you something?

"Hmm, there's nothing to make. You want to fly right now?

"No, just say no to Danang. I mean, if you fly right now, Danang and the others will dry up."

I use the airboard to carry a certain amount of supplies, but I have a much larger amount. I built a warehouse and stockpiled supplies while I was working in Griselburg, but it would be better to check with Danang.

"Please do. It's not funny that we're stuck in the middle of a domestic peace struggle with money or food."

I finished my discussions with Da Nang, dumped food weapons, arrows, ammunition and other supplies in some newly built warehouses, and handed over cash and other highly exchangeable supplies such as gemstones and mythrills to the clerk. I flew with Grande to Melinesburg. Ms. Zamir tried to follow me, but Ellen and the others stayed with him. If I go back there, I'll have plenty of security.

But the airboards are a pretty fast ride, too, but they don't compete with the Grande flying over the boulders. They ignore every terrain and fly at high speeds.

I'd like to make something for the plane sometime. I have a propulsion system that uses wind magic, so I wonder how to secure buoyancy. After all, I think it's better to use magical means.

Hmm, should we start developing a fantasy classic airship here? I don't think my craftsmanship is capable of making a large airship on boulders... should I aim to develop something like a dedicated workbench for making large vehicles?

While I was thinking about it, I saw Merynesburg. What, you don't think about the messenger? I can't help thinking about the people who say it's useless to think about Ellen. What I know about the Empire is like a multiracial nation at war with the Holy King.

Even though I was passing through the Holy King's Landing, I wasn't interested in a country that was too far away for a few months.

Koske, let's get out of here.

"Okay. Be careful."

Hmm, leave it to me.

Grande starts descending. Hmm, I'm really not used to how this gut feels when it descends. I don't think this is going to happen if we gradually lower altitude toward our destination, rather than descending sharply after we reach it. I'll suggest it to Grande next time.

Grande landed in the courtyard of the royal castle in Merynesburg. No one could blame him because he knew it was Grande who flew in. Thinking about the future, should we set up an air defense system? Is it too soon for a boulder? Let's just move forward with the development of anti-aircraft guns and machine guns. I think I should suggest it to the R&D department.

Thank you, Grande.

"Nothing like this. But if you give me anything, I won't give it to you."

"What would be good? All right, here we go."

Throw candy balls with nectar into Grande's small mouth to make the elf's honey wine. Hey, don't roar with a rattling sound.

It's nice to have teeth.

"Because it's not something to eat. Because it's a licking thing that rolls and licks in your mouth."

"One more."

"Yes, yes."

Umm, I'm gonna open my mouth, so I'm gonna throw another one in. That's why you're telling me not to eat it, huh? And as he was playing Grande toward the office where Silfi would be, Merti appeared from the corner.

"Hyah....."

"Hiu....."

What a smile. It's a smile, but the fighting spirit is overflowing. Huh? Nande!? Melty, are you mad, Nande? Neither I nor Grande did anything wrong!? We're not bad guys!

"Thank you for coming back."

"Oh, oh... well, what's wrong?

"I was hoping you'd follow me."

I'm afraid of Merty's sticky smile. The atmosphere is different from usual even words spoken only by the fluent. What do you mean, bar reading? I know exactly what you're desperately enduring. A frightened grande is hiding behind my back and desperately clinging to my torso. It's tangled up my leg to the tail. I know you're scared, but I can't move either, so let me go.

She dragged the frightened grande behind Merti, who was overflowing with anger. Looks like we're headed for the dock... but we've seen walkers pull their faces against the wall, turn around suddenly, and evacuate to a nearby room many times. And what did you do? He turned his face like that. I didn't do anything. Because I'm innocent. So stop looking at that poor thing. I'm glad you're safe, but I don't feel comfortable. I'm not bad! I'm innocent!

"This way."

When Merty knocked on the door with a smile... I heard Silfi's "in" voice inside. It's not Sylvie's usual voice. It is a low voice with a chaotic, sword-eating atmosphere.

Really? Merti "Excuse me," then opens the door and prompts me to go inside with the smile on my face. I don't want to go in because I'm so scared, but if I run away from here, I'm scared of the aftermath, so I'm ready to go in.

And I went into the reception room, and I saw one of them, and I took the pump shotgun out of the shortcut, and I quickly pumped the action and loaded the pharmacy with the first bullet.

"I've seen you here for a hundred years."

I won't forget. The rattles.

"Whoa, now I'm a full member of the Vallag Empire's mission. I know what he's capable of, but there's a lot of trouble with him."

That's what they said before they pointed the gun at me, and I stopped my hand. That's what he said to me, raising his hands and laughing at me was a fox-faced son of a bitch in the sense of words.

I knew very well why Merti and Sylphie were angry. I didn't notice Sylvie or the fucking fox first, but there were also Isla and Lord Leonard in this reception room. Both pretend to be calm and expressionless on the surface, but are seeping with uncontrollable anger and hostility.

"Long time no see, Koske. I'm glad you're doing well."

"What the fuck are you talking about, you fucking fox?"

That's what I threw up in Cubi, a fucking fox who still smiles at us with our hostility and anger.