Takarakuji de 40-oku Atattandakedo Isekai ni Ijuu Suru

In the morning, eight days after Barletta failed to come and go between this world and Japan.

Together with Barletta, Ichiran was feeding two root-cutting birds in a fence built behind the village chief's mansion.

The feed we are feeding root-cutting birds is a nutritionally balanced formula, which Ichigo has purchased in Japan six days ago.

The two root-cutting birds are deliciously stuck with the bait sprinkled on the ground, and they look like Japanese chickens.

"All right, all right, you eat a lot and lay a good egg. Lay sperm eggs if you can."

In the past few days, root-cutting birds have laid two eggs in the last four days, wondering how effective it has been to give them Japanese feed.

Nothing my parents have warmed up so far, but it might be time to produce sperm eggs.

There are only two of them, so I give them Japanese feed because they are weak and have trouble dying, but they seem to improve as expected.

"If we have a lot more root-cutting birds coming up, we might be able to produce root-cutting birds into the village's new industry in a few years.... I need to learn more about chicken farming"

Since the discovery of the fact that it was not possible to go to Japan with Ichigo, Baretta has become more and more eager to study.

Even though Ichigo is working on his studies with Barletta, the speed with which Barletta swallows is too fast, from Barletta, who in some areas understood the contents first, and vice versa, such as Ichigo being taught to study.

I haven't studied anything about chicken farming yet, and when it comes to knowledgeable knowledge, Ichiyoshi told me from the clerk when buying feed at the home center, only about the basics of how to raise chickens.

"Next time you go back to Japan, you'll also buy a specialty book on chicken farming.... it's time for a bookshelf."

During the past eight days, Ichirano had returned to Japan several times to buy groceries, but he had also purchased a large number of books as a souvenir to Barletta.

Recently, however, the number of books has grown considerably, while books pile up in the corners of a good room if you don't have a storage area available.

"Well... there must be a lot of tax wood in front of the woods, let me use it a little bit to build a bookshelf"

"Do you make the one with the big eyes because it's a corner...... hmm? Looks like someone's been visiting."

As the two were feeding root-cutting birds as they talked, several people heard the village chief shouting his name from the entrance to the house.

Someone in the village seems to have visited, but it has a somewhat rushed atmosphere.

When they looked at each other in the atmosphere, they turned to the entrance to the mansion wondering what was going on.

When the two arrived at the entrance to the mansion, there the village chief and a dozen villagers were talking in some serious way.

When the villagers realize that Ichigo and Barletta have arrived, they all stare at the good in silence, with a uniformly uneasy and mixed look.

"... uh..."

"Gentlemen, is something wrong?

When suddenly a large crowd was staring at him and the good was in trouble, Barletta stepped forward and spoke to the villagers.

The voiced villagers had their eyes on the ground with their mouths shut, but the village chief who saw it opened his mouth instead of the villagers.

"... From the eastern streets, Isteria's army is coming to the village, apparently. They say there's a hundred of them."

"What!?

In the words of his own father, Baretta looked back at the good.

Until now, as far as Barletta knows, except for the legends of Graciol, such as the arrival of Isteria's army in the village of Grisea.

When he was at war with Barbell, there were three soldiers, if any, visiting the conscription.

"... uh, for now, I'm pulling into my room."

Now that everyone, including Barletta, had started staring at me, I decided to take the weight of the air on the spot and pull myself into my room.

Everyone in this room, except Valletta, including the village chief, should believe that the good is Graciol.

Because if they were here, the villagers wouldn't be able to talk properly.

When Ichirano said so, with everyone's gaze on his back, he vanished into the soot and the mansion.

When Yiliang confirmed that he had gone behind the mansion, the villagers turned to the village chief again.

"Village Chief...... The army coming towards the village must have been directed by Master Narson in an attempt to capture Master Kazra!

"No, it wasn't decided yet..."

"What other reason do you mean the army is coming to this village! Just like the legend as it is, Master Kazra...... Master Gracior will leave us again!!

The village chief was unexpectedly frightened by the villagers who cared for Ichiya in the mansion and whispered, but complained with an impatient look.

For the villagers, Ichigo is Graciol himself, who saved the village's predicament.

The villagers looked as if they were in a state of panic at the fear that the God of mercy and abundance, who appeared to save them, might again be taken away by the hands of their lords, just as they were told.

"We can't just repeat the same mistakes we made now as we told you. Open the armory of the Mansion."

"Hey, what are you talking about!? You're going to point a blade at Lord Narson's army! Don't be silly!!

The village chief drank the villagers who said something terrible about opening the armory.

Pointing a blade at Isteria's army is synonymous with rebellion against Arcadia.

The villagers shrunk for a moment to the village chief's sword screen, but now they glanced at the village chief and approached the village chief one step further forward.

"Hundreds of years ago our ancestors did not even try to protect our loveliness from Gracior, who was about to be captured, even though he had Gracior save his life. Master Gracior has forgiven us, the children of such sinners, and has once again reached out to us for salvation. If we make the same mistake here, this time we will be abandoned by Master Gracior."

"But poking at Lord Narson's army..."

To the words of the villagers, the village chief roared with the look of bitter worms chewed up.

I can understand what the villagers say, and as village chief personally, I definitely want to avoid things like Ichigo being captured.

But if you poke at Narson's army, what awaits later is extreme punishment or enslavement.

If you, the village chief, just need to be punished and put to death, you just want to do anything for the good, but the whole village will undoubtedly be heavily punished first.

It is only natural that the head of the village should be sentenced to death, and it is certain that all the villagers will also be sentenced to death or slapped down as slaves.

"I agree with what you all say, too. If Master Gracior is about to be captured, I think he should take his weapon and fight, even if his opponent is Lord Narson's army."

Barletta, who had been silent until then, expressed her own opinion, having difficulty with what the village chief should do.

The mayor of the village, who had no idea that Barletta would say such things, turns to his own daughter in surprise.

The villagers also seemed to have gained more momentum when they heard Barletta's opinion.

"But"

Barletta turned to the villagers and continued his words as he controlled with his eyes the village chief who opened his mouth to flatter himself in tune with the villagers' opinions.

"Unfortunately, even if we all took weapons and fought, it would be difficult to repel an army of nearly a hundred men. There are more than a dozen people in this village who can fight a decent army."

The villagers, who were concerned that Barletta was in tune with their opinions, obsessed with the allegations.

"But that's not why we don't fight! Didn't I just tell you, Mr. Barletta, we should just fight!

Barletta nodded, yes, as she looked straight at the villager of the man who was pressing nearby in an excited manner.

"Of course I'll fight if I have to. But that's a last resort. Our purpose is to protect Master Gracior, so if that's achieved, we don't have to fight Lord Narson's army."

"But the only way to protect Master Graciol is to fight..."

"There must be something else we can do before we fight. Does anyone know how soon the army coming to the village will arrive?

When Barletta said so and looked to the others, one young man's villager raised his hand.

I heard you were going to the village after about a minute.

"Who told you that?

"It's from a cavalry aboard Rata. He told me to tell the village chief to welcome him, because the army will arrive in the village in about a minute."

Barletta exhaled when she heard it.

It does not seem to me that the objective is to capture the good to observe the purpose of the army, which is coming from the current story to the village.

If the goal is to capture Ichigo, we shouldn't bother to let the cavalry get ahead of us and tell the village when the army arrives.

The villagers, who heard that the army was coming, must be in extreme thought, with a good presence and the legend of Gracior passing on to the village first in mind.

Barletta thought for a moment about explaining what she had just thought to the villagers to get an understanding, but immediately dismissed it.

I thought it would be better for the villagers in a state of excitement to do something else and let them calm down once they were done.

As soon as Baretta conceived on the spot for a few seconds, she began to give some instructions to the villagers.

When Barletta was giving instructions to the villagers, Ichigo was in the mansion's own room, packing clothes and other luggage in his Boston bag.

Earlier stories of village chiefs indicate that Isteria's army is approaching the village.

I don't know what purpose the army is coming to the village, but at least I decided for a while that I should disappear from the village.

If the army were to stay in the village for a few days, their presence could be exposed to some applause.

Originally, Ichiyoshi was not supposed to be in this village, so if the army had something like a registered copy of this village, they might be able to dress the same as the villagers.

When Ichigo packed his own things around him in a bag, Barletta, who had finished the discussion, came into the room looking at a pile of books piled up in the corner of the room and wondering if he should take these too.

"Mr. Kazra... Oh, had you packed already"

After finishing packing her bags and seeing Ichigo looking at the loaded book, Barletta smiled.

"Yeah, I'll be evacuating to Japan for a while. This is the Isterian army that Mr. Balin was saying earlier, will you be arriving in the village soon?

"No, we have one more minute... we have about two hours. In the meantime, if you're seen, you have to hide everything that's bad..."

When Yiliang heard it, she turned her attention again to the book that was piling up in front of her.

"I wonder if I have to do something about this book too...... what purpose is the army coming to the village?

When Barletta was asked a good question, she put her hand on her mouth and showed a bare gesture of thinking a little.

"I'm not sure what the purpose is, but it looks like Mr. Kazra isn't headed for the village at least for it, as he seems to have dropped a cavalry for contact first. You're going to go to another destination via this village, or maybe you just happened to stop by as part of some kind of training."

When he heard that he was not the purpose, Ichigo caressed his chest down with relief.

Before, when I went to Isteria, I was worried that something had happened because I was about to get into trouble with Narson's daughter.

If, as Barletta expected, the purpose of the army was only to stop for training and expeditions, he might be able to return to the village again soon.

"That's good. But, well, just in case I should go back to Japan... so should this book, but I have to be careful that I don't find the violin that I give to the villagers."

Baretta smiled, saying, to a good word, it's okay.

"Earlier, I told everyone in the village to hide under the edge all the tools Mr. Kazra gave me. Even if they peek under the edge, they won't be able to tell if it's a dim spot, so I don't think they'll find it."

"Oh, that's Mr. Barletta. So why don't you put this book or something in the bag and put it in the corner of the storage room?

"Right...... I think you should put something else on the top of the bag just in case it's in a Zuta bag in the house"

If the purpose of the army on its way to the village is not to capture the good, there should be no such thing as being pryed through the village, so if it is found, it should be fine to the extent that the bad stuff is left out of sight.

Yiliang nodded at Barletta's reply, turning again to the mountain of books.

"So do you want to get rid of this book early"

"Yes, I'll get a bag to put the book in"

Thus, they began cleaning up the books that were piling up in a different way than they had originally planned.

About two hours after the inhabitants of the village of Grisea began their cover-up.

Isaac, who had taken the troops, had instructed his deputy to prepare the camp at a position about 200 metres from the entrance to the village.

The time is still before noon and it's much earlier to prepare for the camp, but Isaac, the head of the unit, temporarily leaves the unit for an inspection of the village of Grisea, so he decided to have it ready for the camp in the meantime.

Besides, I've brought a few packing latas for this march, but not a single squire, so I've never had time to cross it, and it actually takes a lot of time, because all the soldiers in the unit have to prepare for camp on their own.

All those who belong to Isaac's troops are of aristocratic origin, and usually only those who let their squire do everything around them, so there is no choice but to take some time to work unfamiliar, but the poor hands far exceeded Isaac's expectations.

It's the third day since I left Isteria today, but the first day of camp preparation is already a scattered result, and by the time I started setting up the tents before dusk and finished putting up all the tents and finishing the dining order, the stars were shining in the night sky.

Yesterday I was able to get ready for camp with somewhat better speed compared to the first day, but it was thought to take quite a while today.

"Well, I'm coming to visit the village. It'll probably take till dusk, so I'll be in charge until then."

"Copy that… Ah, Captain, may I use the waterway located in the village of Grisea to replenish the water?

During the march to this point, Isaac talked to his deputy about the state of the village of Grisea and the surrounding geography, but the deputy remembered the newly built waterway in the village.

It takes quite a while to get water from here to the river, but it would be very easy if water were obtained from the waterway that it was made in the village.

"Mm-hmm... okay, let's just say I ask the village chief, Mr. Balin, to let me use the waterway. Select four people to fill the water supply."

The deputy, so instructed, frowned for a moment at Isaac's dialogue, but got it, replying, he spoke to the soldiers sitting in close position.

As soon as the voiced soldiers stood up, they rushed to the carriage to pick up the water bucket.

Isaac sighed in his heart as he saw his deputy dropping off the soldiers who had gone off, and he turned his attention to the village of Grisea, where he was headed.