Takarakuji de 40-oku Atattandakedo Isekai ni Ijuu Suru

Night about a month later.

There seems to be a storm outside, and there's a lot of rain storms coming out the window.

In that case, Ichiyoshi was looking through the paperwork in his room.

The clock needle is about to point to 2: 00 in the middle of the night.

What we're looking at now is a summary of the progress of work in the realm and plans for the future.

River works, manufacture of machine tools, architecture of buildings for the reception of immigrants, as well as mass production of iron and manufacture of iron utensils.

All the work is going so well that only marginal margins are beginning to be created to turn the craftsmen to other tasks.

"... it's time to start"

Looking at the paperwork, Ichigo crumbles.

Arms craftsmen must be chosen from each workshop to have them manufactured in isolation from the outside world.

In the past month, Ichigo had redesigned the weapon (an improvement from what was in the book) so that it could be produced as efficiently as possible.

At the same time, we are also in the process of designing siege weapons such as catapults, and all work is carried out by ourselves.

If we start giving work instructions to the craftsmen, we will hear their opinions and think about more efficient production methods.

By then, I needed to keep the work going as far as I could with my own hands.

"Dear Kazura, it's a new tea"

Cotto, and a mug of hot air was placed on hand.

When I looked up, Eira stood next to me at some point.

"Thank you. Um, it's time to get some rest. It's already time."

"No, I will stay here until Master Kazura is off"

Smile and say so to her, Ichigo smiles back like trouble.

Ever since Eira found me working alone in the middle of the night a while back, she started visiting the best room every night.

I don't try hard to tell him to rest, so he's given up half the time.

Eira didn't say a word about a good job, and this is how she prepared tea, or became a talker when her focus was going to run out.

"Hmm, this is... lemon verbena and rosemary, I guess. Percentage is two and one."

"Hehe, you're right. What would it do?

"Relieving anxiety and tension"

"Ooh!

I took a sip of tea and immediately answered. For one thing, Eira claps her pussy.

This exchange had become the norm every time Eira drank the tea she had brewed for me.

She is presented with one book containing a herbal tea blend.

The main points of the page were riddled with the letters of this world, so that even Eira could read them.

She also said that she wanted a correspondence table (Hiragana and Katakana) between Japanese and the letters of this world, so she gave it to me.

While Ichiyoshi was working, Eira was using it to study Japanese.

"Um, did I look anxious?

"Because he seemed anxious or troubled"

"Hmm, is that right..."

I think back to my usual self wondering if I was in my face or attitude.

Reese and Barletta never said anything in particular, so I thought I could hide it well.

"It's okay."

When Ichiyoshi thought about it, Eira called out.

As usual, she smiles gently.

"Trust yourself. I'm sure everything will be fine."

"Mr. Eira......"

When Yi Liang loosened her cheeks to her words, the door of the room was knocked con,.

I've never had anyone visit me at such a time before, so I accidentally look at each other.

"Um... are you still awake?

"Mr. Barletta?

Yiliang said, the door opened quietly and Valletta peered into his face.

"Sorry, this is such a time...... eh"

Seeing Eira standing beside the good guy sitting there, Barletta wandered.

"Haha, I finally found out"

"Ha!? No, what are you talking about! Mr. Barletta, no! Because it's not!?

"Ka, Mr. Kazura..."

Barletta begins to cry with a good rush.

"... eh, it's a joke. I was just helping you do your job."

Empty between one-temps, Eira smiles mischievously.

"Help, is it?

"Yes, I only asked you to help me tonight."

"What do you do?

"Translation of documents. It's a lot of jargon and it's hard. I was just finishing up, and I was about to take a sip of tea."

That's what I say, I look on the table.

A notebook with a correspondence table between Japanese and the letters of this world was left open.

Barletta seemed convinced to see it and came into the room relieved.

"Mr. Barletta, what's going on in the middle of the night like this? Is something wrong?

"Uh..."

Baretta looked at Eira with a little hesitation.

But as soon as he breathed, he opened his mouth.

"Isaac told me to stay next to Mr. Kazra tonight."

That's what I said, I dropped my eyes on my left hand.

Look at the long sword that fits in the sheath gripped there, and Ichigo rounds his eyes.

"That's a sword, isn't it?

"Yes, no matter what, I was told not to leave Mr. Kazra's side, and he gave it to me. And don't let anyone in the room."

"Does that mean someone's attacking you?

With an anxious look, Eira says.

"If that's the case, I think Isaac would explain it to me... and I think it's a weird story to send one Mr. Barletta over. Didn't Mr. Barletta hear anything?

"Yes, if you ask, you won't tell me anything."

"I will check with Master Zirconia."

"Oh, wait!

Barletta grabs Eira's arm as she tries to pop out.

"Don't tell anyone about this. Isaac says it's tough on you."

"Is there a Master Isaac? How could you do that?

"I don't know. But they told me never to tell anyone."

"I don't know what your intentions are with Master Isaac, but there shouldn't be anything you should say to Master Narson or Master Zirconia. You should report it immediately and ask for a response."

"No, I think there's a reason. I think we should follow instructions here."

"Then let's at least call the guards. If you call me out loud, someone will come."

The guards are not stationed in front of a good room (because it can be a hassle if you look inside the room) and are placed dotted in the aisle leading to the room.

If you open the door and call into the aisle, you'll realize who it is.

"No, don't do that either. As I said earlier, I'm told not to tell anyone."

"But if anything happens, it's too dangerous as it is. We should get people together."

"No, you can't. Mr. Isaac is not someone who says that without meaning. You should follow the instructions."

"That's why you're not an ex or a child if you put Kazura in danger! Which do you think is more important, Kazra's safety or Isaac's instructions!!

It's not even like her, Eira eats it for Baretta.

Baretta keeps an eye on Eira and doesn't move in front of the door.

"E., Mr. Eira, calm down."

Between the two of them, who are in a state of lucidity, Ichigo interrupts himself.

I held Baretta's hand, which was grasping Eira's arm, and let her go of that hand.

"In the meantime, Mr. Barletta is right here, let's follow Isaac's instructions"

"So, but"

"It's okay. Mr. Barletta will be with us. Right, Mr. Barletta?

When Ichiyoshi shook at Barletta, Barletta smiled.

"Yes, I will protect Mr. Kazra."

"Ugh, I'm reliable, but when they say that, I feel sorry for myself."

"Oh, that's not true! I usually get a lot of protection from Mr. Kazra!

"Well, I don't think that's happening at all these days. What's all this about?

"Uh... let me tell you, I'm getting my life protected! I'm working for you, and thanks to you, I'm a little rich now!

"It's Mr. Narson who's giving you the money."

"Ugh, that sounds kind of mean, Mr. Kazra"

I don't know.

"Yes, I am."

I don't know.

"That's right."

……

Eira stares slightly at the two people who talk to each other in a light manner to make fun of each other.

When I noticed her like that, I coughed.

Ichigo dared to slap a light mouth to get rid of the air that was going to be sinister, and I instantly noticed Barletta on it, but it didn't seem to work very well.

"Mr. Eira, Mr. Isaac and Mr. Baretta are attached to me. Whatever happens, you'll be fine. Let's stay here till morning."

"... Yes. If that's what Master Kazura said."

Yiliang and Barletta looked at each other as if they were troubled by Eira, who answered and leaned down in disgust.

Havel was walking alone in the hallway of the Narson Mansion, where the sound of a severe wind storm sounded.

Stop once and casually stare at your right palm.

I grabbed her tightly and slowly opened her.

Put your hands down and, uh, exhale.

I slowly raised my face and turned my gaze forward.

Turning around the corner ahead and going straight for a few dozen meters, there is a good room ahead.

……

Keep quiet and continue down the hallway again.

I walked a few steps and stopped to feel some sign.

Putting aside a beat, a figure showed up from a bend a few meters away.

"... Dear Isaac?

That was Isaac.

He wears a bronze breast plate instead of the usual light leather armor.

Fully armed with a circular shield on his left hand and even a shin on his leg.

"What are you dressed up for at this hour? Are you going to war, too?

"Where are you going in the middle of the night?

When Isaac glanced at Havel, he questioned back the other way around.

"Dear Kazura, I really needed to tell you something. Dear Isaac, where are you going at this late hour?

"My men have caused a terrible scandal. I had to deal with that."

"... that's an odd encounter. I'm something like that."

Isaac gives Habel's answer a much blurrier look.

Once again, Havel walks out, approaching Isaac trying to get past the side.

Isaac stepped forward, blocking Havel's path.

Havel stops his leg.

"Havel."

"Yes."

"We can't let you through here."

Isaac pulls his sword out of his waist.

"It's at least a pity. I will kill you with this hand before you are judged by law."

To Isaac pointing his sword tip, Habel glanced slightly.

Set aside for a little while and leak a leak of "oh......"

"Is that what you mean? Well, that's a natural reward."

When I told him to twinkle, Havel looked up.

Slowly, approach the windows that are closed.

"Hey."

"I'm not going to run away."

I put my hand on the window and opened it.

Rain and wind enter the corridor vigorously, and the candlestick lights hanging on the wall fade away after a few seconds.

Havel looked up at the sky, struck by the rain.

"Dear Isaac, I have two favors to ask."

"What?"

"For a long time, I really wanted to make arrangements with Isaac once. Things have changed a lot compared to before, may I borrow your breasts?"

"... oh"

"And."

Havel turns a little to Isaac.

"Regards, Marie"

"... let's promise"

Havel smiles, relieved.

Isaac stays fit and doesn't change one expression.

"The rendezvous is here, that's not why. It's raining heavily outside, and what shall we do? I'd rather be out of sight."

It's like a normal conversation, says Habel.

"... a western underground training ground in a military section would not disturb anyone. There's one way in and out, and there's no escape."

"That's why I'm not running. If you're so worried, would you even put a rope on your arm before you go there?

"Fine. Let's go."

When Isaac sheathed his sword, he stood right behind Havel and nodded to go ahead.

"Shall I give you my sword?

"I don't mind. Keep it."

"You're careless. Don't you think I'm gonna poke a gap and try to kill you?

"Do you want to eat something unexpected?"

"That's what you call alarm."

"Shut up! Walk away!

"Yes, sir."

Havel tapping lightly at this situation.

Isaac proceeded with his legs without putting it on the table, even though he was baffled inside.

I walked a few minutes and came to the underground training ground.

The soldiers who train are in and out during the day, but now they are quiet without anyone.

"Can I use my shield, too?

"Whatever you want."

Havel walked over to the armor lined up on the wall of the training ground and took one medium-sized shield.

In slow motion, secure with a leather belt on your left hand.

"But you're a real hiccup. Has it been more than six months since we last met?"

"... Havel"

"Yes?"

"Why did you imitate betrayal?

To Isaac, who asks, Hubbell closes his mouth to think a little as he fastens his belt.

"... because we have limited this country, is it? Even if we stay in this country, there's nothing but ruin, it's only going to destroy us by Barbell, because that's what we thought."

"Is that really what you think?

"Yes."

"We have Master Kazura and Master Graciol on us. What do we lose when we have God on our side?"

"Perhaps so. With that one, maybe."

Isaac looks surprised at Hubbell answering.

When Havel ascertained the condition of the shield he had put on his left hand, he proceeded to the centre of the training ground.

Pull out the sword and look to Isaac.

"Either way, it's past story. That would be pointless."

"... right"

Isaac pulled out his sword and crossed his gaze with Havel.

Stick your shield forward and set up your sword.

"Let's go."

"Yes."

Isaac progressed as Havel, with his shield, responded.