Survival in Another World With My Master

"Stupid! It's impossible!"

Having heard the information from my men, I screamed out of my mind. The man who heard the scream trembled on his shoulders. As I saw it, I meditated in my eyes, and sanctified the holy phrase in my heart, and calmed the rough heart. The rough wave of hearts that normally settles quickly will hardly settle this time around.

That should be it. Twenty thousand saints sent to destroy all the thieves in the border country were destroyed in the first battle, and the Lord's general was killed or captured by thieves, and the remnants fled back to the Holy Kingdom. When I first heard it, I thought it was a joke, but it was true no matter how many times I asked my subordinates.

It's true.

"Yes... I got the information directly from the survivors of the crusaders who arrived in Kyrgyzstan"

"What do you mean...."

Initially, I thought it would be enough to send 10,000 troops to fight the bandits, so I arranged for them. However, I prepared twenty thousand doubles just in case.

I knew that the bandits were calling themselves the Liberation Army, and I knew that thousands of units of damage had been done to the soldiers of the Holy King who were already stationed in the Kingdom of Merinard - the incompetent pigs on the ground were trying to crush the information.

At the same time, he understood that the leaders of the bandits who named the Liberation Army were black elves called black forest witches, and that the core figure of the Liberation Army was the remnant of the rebellion that took place in the Kingdom in Merinard three years ago.

I used the War Department's handlers to give me some advice on the force, but I made some calculations. Perhaps, no matter how many enemies there were, they could not support anything more than 1,000 to 3,000. Soldiers basically don't produce anything. Depending on the operation, the economic effect of improving security and the procurement of meat due to the demon slaughter are not slightly expected, but the effect does not exceed the maintenance cost.

It was the military's view, and common sense, that the bandits would be able to cover it to some extent by raising funds and food from the occupied cities and villages, but they would still be able to sustain between 1,000 and 3,000.

These people are basically less skilled, and they are second-class equipment looted from villages and towns that also attacked the equipment. Therefore, if there are 10,000 regular army elites, it is possible to scatter them. That should be it.

"Survival...?

"It was almost 7,000 people who arrived in Kyrgyzstan. They say this is the first healthy soldier to arrive, about half of the total. There are almost the same number of wounded and soldiers looking after them, and you will arrive one after the other."

"... how many people died?

"They say it's just under 4,000. He was unilaterally attacked by an unidentified explosion, a Harpy attack with explosive magic tools, and an unidentified attack from a mysterious vehicle that operates without a horse."

"I still know the explosive magic tools used by Harpy... but what is an unidentified explosion or an unidentified attack?

That's what I asked my men.

Explosive magic equipment is still understandable. It is not unusual to have a large number of disposable magic tools to attack. The cost of manufacturing and the cost of raw materials are not impossible. But what does it mean not to know who the attack is?

"Even the soldiers who stood there didn't know the identity of the attack... they heard a loud thunderbolt or a Killerbee feather, something flew in at an unstoppable speed, an explosion occurred without any premonition, and the testimony was fragmented. I think it's some kind of new weapon."

"What kind of damage happened?

"It seems to have come to the conclusion that the unidentified explosion is not similar to the magical instrument of the explosion used by Harpy and the others. But they had no idea where it was coming from or how it was projected. And a weapon that sounded like a lot of damaged thunder, or Killerby's feathers, was mounted on a wheeless carriage, and a soldier who was in the vanguard fell down like a pruned wheat hoe, thinking that he had fired with a fierce sound. He wore a metal shield, shattered his armor, pierced the soldier's body, and even killed the soldier who stood behind him… I was told that he was flying a lot of things like metal barrels at an unseen speed, but there was no confirmation."

I had a problem with my subordinate's report. As far as I can hear, I don't think about thieves or anything like that. Being in the kingdom of Merinard is worse for us than the most elite units of the Imperial Army deployed on the Great Plains of Amagara.

"Just in case, there were thousands of enemies...?

"Except for the flying harpy, the only thing on the front line was the mysterious vehicle that knocked down the soldiers. In other words... it was less than a hundred."

I looked up at the ceiling.

What the hell is that? What on earth are we dealing with?

"We need to find out what's going on... that the bandits are accompanied by a nostalgic deck, right?

"Ha, that's right....."

"Meet Cardinal Dalton. Send a message."

The men who listened to my instructions hurried out of the room.

Dalton is a nostalgic leader. Recently, he has lost power rapidly because he has taken the Sage away from him. We also know that the Virgin had been sent to the Kingdom of Merinard a long time ago. They say she stayed in Merynesburg, so the Liberation Army would have already taken her into custody. Worst case scenario, he could be in a fight and dead.

I am also puzzled by the movement of the cards in my stomach. Why were you heading to the Kingdom of Merinard at that time, and why were you acting with the Liberation Army? Within the Holy King, the forces of the nostalgia are rapidly being lost. In some cases, there is even a move to interrogate as heresy. I am also in a position to acquiesce and not interfere with it...

"What the hell are you up to...? What are you hiding?

There is no one to answer my secret whisper. Still, I couldn't help but murmur.

Three days after that meeting.

The acceptance of the diplomatic corps of the Kirilovich Empire was officially decided, and the noble mansion just near the imperial castle of Merynesburg was decided to be used as the Imperial Embassy. Along with that, the renovation and maintenance of the Mansion was to be carried out, but I also joined in the work.

Well, even if you say you're going to join the work, basically it's about transporting materials, a little demolition work, adding or rebuilding walls to strengthen the safety surface. I'm not very good at detailed interior work. I'm not saying I can't. Not that I can't!

I'm a utilitarian tofu house type, but I don't hate elaborate architecture. I also think that really elaborate architecture is no longer an area of art. But I'm a tofu house type. I don't think you've ever had any taste in tofu houses... * giggle *, I can't fool myself.

It's all right. Even if I work hard, it will only lead to a complex and strange return to contemporary art. I'll take a pragmatic turn... and leave that to someone with sense. It's all right, if we can get to practicality, we'll reach a certain kind of art. For example, a utilitarian axe or a weapon that specializes in killing people is beautiful and cool without extra decoration. I'll explore your direction. Mm-hmm.

Well, after I finished my work, I was mowing grass in a garden that wasn't always well maintained and was covered in grass.

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He hid his whole body in a robe behind the mansion, and the hood was facing a suspicious person who was hiding his face under his eyes. I can't see the look on your face, but it's clearly a sign of vigilance. On the other hand, I am also alert to the recently made mythrill lawn mowing sickle +9 in one hand.

"... Jakyun"

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Slowly removing the barricades from the inventory and showing them, the robe bastard was apparently upset. The sound of Jakin Jakin begins to tremble little by little. You'll see from this reaction.

"... what are you doing here?

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The robe bastard just shivers and doesn't say anything. Apparently, it's quite a mess.

"Ah... won't it change to winter hair?

"They cut my hair in the winter...."

"Um, what about summer hair...?

"It's early spring...."

"... good luck"

It's before winter. It feels like winter is coming in half a month from now, and then about a month to two months from now, there is not half a year until winter and spring, but there are still more than three months. The robe bastard in front of him - Cubby has to spend the rest of his life with his whole body mowed.

"So, why are you here?

"... there's a craftsman here to finish the upholstery."

"Oh, I see. Don't let them see you... well, don't worry, I'll go when I mow the grass."

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Without answering any of my words, Cubby decided to stay low in the corner. Huh? Wouldn't it be rude to go to the Imperial Embassy to act alone and contact Cubi? It's okay. It's okay. There's Harpy on the roof. There's a tree over there, too. It's spinning over the sky. The surveillance system is perfect. Ha ha ha.