Takarakuji de 40-oku Atattandakedo Isekai ni Ijuu Suru

"Kazura......"

To the weak Reese's voice, Ichiyoshi turned his gaze to the other side next to her.

Reese is snuggling up perfectly and well, looking up at him with an anxious look.

His hand, which gripped a good right hand hard, was covered with sweat.

Behind the good guys were Ayla and Marie too, watching the two of them in a tense manner.

"It's okay. I'll be in touch soon."

I smile, trying to reassure Liese.

I was good and nervous and anxious and my chest was about to rip open, but I couldn't have shown up like that in front of them.

"This is Rescue Squad. Isteria, can you hear me? Go ahead. '

At that time, Valletta's voice echoed in the earphones of the good men.

Bitter, Reese's body bounces with tension.

"This is Isteria. I hear it a lot. How's the operation progressing? Go ahead."

"We have successfully rescued Master Zirconia. But they found it during the rescue, and it took a chase. We are currently retreating to the back of the mountain forest. Go ahead. '

"Huh!"

As soon as I heard that, tears flowed from Reese's eyes.

You lost your mind, you're about to fall off your knees.

Ichiyana hurriedly held her shoulder and firmly supported her.

"Mr. Narson."

Ichigo speaks to Narson.

"Uhm. Looks like you made it. Let's start the operation as planned."

Narson gives instructions to the nearby guards who were waiting.

When the Kingsguard replied with a nervous voice, he rushed downstairs.

Ichirano saw it and pressed the transmit button on the radio.

"Copy that. This one goes to action too. Is it okay that the rescue team is headed to recovery point A? Go ahead."

In preparation for the Zirconia rescue, a group of fully armed Kingsguards are being lowered by the side of the street leading to the fort to retrieve them.

In case of unforeseen circumstances, multiple collection points were also selected.

I've given them the radio, too, and they should be waiting to hear from us by now.

By the way, the person who deposited the radio is Petite Isaac, Isaac's cousin's route.

The villagers of the village of Gricea have also been escorted by dozens, who have held dozens of improved crossbows.

Unless the extra people are opponents, you won't lose.

'That's the fact that Master Zirconia has been injured and is unlikely to travel very long distances. Once lurking tonight, we'll build a stretcher with branches and spreads at dawn and then start moving. The collection point should be at point C, which is the furthest from the fort. Go ahead.'

"What!?"

Hearing that, Reese raised her voice to her surprise.

Grab a good microphone and press the submit button.

"Is your mother okay with the injury?!? Hey!? What do you think?"

"Hey, wait a minute! Calm down!"

I can't rush Reese to scream.

Anyway, she can't seem to calm down when it comes to Zirconia.

He seemed terribly afraid of losing Zirconia.

"Mr. Barletta, how is Mr. Zirconia's wound? Go ahead."

'Mr. Isaac fitted it earlier because his left shoulder was dislocated. And my ankles are swollen. It doesn't seem to be broken, so I think it probably has a sprain or a crack in it. Go ahead.'

Listening to that, Ichigo and Leese leaked their relieved breath.

I'm worried about my legs being swollen, but if my life doesn't have anything else, I'm in full swing.

"Good. I'm surprised... Kazura, can I use the microphone?

"That's good. Here."

"Thanks."

Reese finally regained her composure and received a microphone.

"Barletta, how did your mother get hurt like that? Go ahead."

'Eh, I think I did it when I jumped off the fort's fence and got out. The truth is, Mr. Rosru was going to come down first and take it. Go ahead.'

"Huh? You jumped and jumped that height? You didn't take a ladder (ladder) or a rope? Go ahead."

'Yes, more importantly, because I didn't have time to do that. And during the rescue, it was a little bad… I threw a security buzzer inside the fort to divert the attention of the enemy soldiers'

To an unexpected report, Ichigo and Leese looked at each other.

Throw it in the fort, which means a security buzzer has crossed into the enemy's hands.

It is unknown what the consequences of this would be if the other person had a good kind of person.

I can only pray that the initial prediction that there will be no such person will be met.

'I'm sorry. In that situation, I just had to... go ahead'

To the sunken Barletta voice, Ichigo receives a microphone from Reese.

"No, that must have helped the Zirconians, right? It's not about Mr. Barletta apologizing. You did a good job. Go ahead."

'Yes. When I get back, you'll report back in detail. Oh, because of that, you take the place of Master Zirconia. Wait a minute, please.'

Barretta shut down communication, decades later.

On the earphones of the good guys, the noise ran again.

"Uh, can we talk now? But nothing... yeah, I'm pushing it. This button, right? And yet, I can't hear anything.... Oh, can't you hear me while I'm pushing? Huh? You sound that way now!? Hey! You mean you hear all this dumb conversation too!? Tell me first!

"Sounds like something's going on."

One good leaks a distracted voice into Zirconia's speech.

When Narson smiled all the time, he glanced at her best.

"Apparently, you're going to be okay. Lord Kazura, I'm going downstairs first. After a paragraph, come down."

"Oh, Mr. Narson, don't you have to talk to me?

"What, we're going to be face-to-face again soon. It would be a good time to talk."

From the face of Narson, who said so, the kind of danger that had existed earlier had disappeared.

Then he lowered his head gently and went downstairs.

"Uh, this is Zirconia. My shoulders and ankles hurt so bad, but I'm fine.... Huh? Do I have to say" go ahead "when I'm done?... go ahead '

"Mother, well done, you're safe... hurry up, I want to see you... eh"

Reese grabbed the radio with both hands looking important and began to squeeze away tears.

'... I'm sorry, take it easy. I'll see you soon, just wait a little longer. Go ahead.'

"Ha!"

Reese replies with a smile to Zirconia's voice like a gentle one.

Yiliang receives the radio and opens his mouth.

"Mr. Zirconia, I'm glad you're okay. We have a bunch of shaved ice and ice cream, so stay tuned. Go ahead."

"Ice cream? What is that? Go ahead. '

"It's about cold, sweet treats. The chocolate I sent Mr. Zirconia... tastes the same as the potato worm treats, but it has a cold, melting texture and many different flavors. Go ahead."

"What!? Was that potato worm a treat?!? And is it true that you have as many as a pile ready for me!? Go ahead!

Suddenly in a cheerful voice, Leese unwittingly blows out.

He doesn't need to worry at all.

"Mother, you look perfectly fine."

"You look great."

"Mr. Kazra! Could I also eat whatever food Mr. Kazra has already!? Go ahead!

Zirconia's voice, like a freshman, echoes in the ears of two people.

"Yes, sir. You can eat anything you want. I'll feed you whatever you want."

For some time after that, there was a lively voice on the roof of the Narson Mansion.

Lots of people rush along the city's boulevards lit by thin slats and morning sunshine.

From the houses that had been offered to convene, the citizens dressed in weapons were jumping out in a panic.

The protective equipment that everyone wears is their own, as are the weapons in their hands.

"Oh, hey, is it true we're going out now? We're not even trained for dullness, are we?

A young man, who was running towards the barrel and the military compartment, spoke to a friend who was going next door.

"I don't even know. I was suddenly woken up in the middle of the night by an emergency call, and I didn't get any explanations."

The two of them are citizens of the fourth class, lightweight infantry dealing with throwing spears and short spears.

Ever since the fort was taken by Balbert, when they were ordered to be summoned, they received rapid training every day.

Though it was received, its number is only about twenty days.

Only march training, basic health training and camp set-up training are conducted intensively, and throwing spears and melee training are only conducted to the extent of our apologies.

Also, only those in the third to fifth classes were trained with them.

The wealthy first- and second-class people were apparently isolated and trained elsewhere.

From time to time, many times an awesome sound sounded from an isolated training field, but what the hell was going on?

"But... if it's really a raid to reclaim the fort..."

"... we're going to die. I don't care what you think."

Situations like sending undertrained soldiers to the front line are terminal as an army.

Defensive combat stops at cities and positions are still somewhat profitable, except when it comes to going where the enemy is waiting.

The battle depends on the circumstances because it is a creature, but it is likely that the Barbell army will be defeated without being able to fight as if it were more than the same.

But if you refuse to conscript, which is the duty of the people, you will fall into slavery after confiscating your property.

"After all, I wonder if the rumors that have been circulating lately have been true. Instead of the fort, because it fell into the hands of the enemy even to his wife, Master Narson -"

"Idiot, don't say anything rare! If the guards ask you, they'll pull you off!

"But have you heard any strange rumors lately? So did Mr. Narson's rumors, but now I hear that Mr. Graciole's rumors have been made."

"Oh... the resurrection of the barn zone is the power of Master Gracior, or the district that was bound to flood every year was safe this year, because Master Gracior gave us wisdom, right?

"Yeah. You've heard a lot of rumors since the fort was taken."

"Right. But rumors are rumors. We were all anxious when they took the fort, and someone started to tell us what a god it was?

"No, thanks for that, they don't. Look, Mr. Reese's fiancée in the example. That sounds like Graciole."

To a friend who said strange things, the man turned his suspicious face.

"Ha? My fiancée means the guy who walks the city or rides a carriage with two people every once in a while, right? I've only seen him once, but he was a normal person."

"He said it was Graciole. I don't know the details, but I'm talking about the Istaels being granted Graciole protection. With the power of God, the Isthère realm developed greatly after rebuilding in just one year."

"What the hell. It's like a fairy tale. You, you believe me?

"I mean, I believe you, I want to believe you. If so, we might not have to die."

He hit the boulevard and reached the training ground of a military facility in the heart of the city.

The location, which had been designated as a meeting point in the event of an incident, had already been repulsed by many armed citizens.

"Align per squad! Don't slap me in the mouth!

Squadron leaders raise their voices in front of a big flag bearing the troop numbers.

From the number of flags, apparently, two legions were summoned.

Nalson and McGregor lined up on a stage built to a height that looked down on everyone.

Both of you, you look like armor.

The civic soldiers close their mouths and quickly align themselves, posturing correctly and waiting for instructions.

The light alignment was over and McGregor opened his mouth.

"From now on, our Istel army will be in formation for the border fort!

Loud enough to echo all over the training ground, McGregor says it off.

"The purpose is to recapture the fort that was taken! Destroy the Barbell army caged in the fort and take the fort back from their hands!

The look on the faces of the civic soldiers turned into stunning ones.

He knows rumours of what happened in the fort battle about a month ago and how the Barbell army possesses terrible weapons.

Large stone throwers that can easily destroy the fort's walls as well.

The opponent possesses such a weapon, but also two legions made up of professional soldiers.

Though a large number of ancient conscripts are mixed, I don't think a rushed Isthère army made up mostly of civic militias can be overpowered.

Narson opens his mouth on behalf of McGregor to the citizens who lose color.

"O inhabitants! Barbell broke the truce unilaterally, cowardly, and took away our fort by accident! If we leave them like this, they won't even go far into this city!

No less than McGregor earlier, Nalson's shout echoes the training ground.

Citizens stared at him with anxious eyes, but changed his expression when he heard the next word.

"But they misjudged our strength! It was the fort that was taken away by a cowardly ambush, but we succeeded in recapturing General Zirconia! If we leave here, we'll be able to rendezvous with her in a few days of things!

Citizens turned their flashing faces to Narson for a few seconds.

But soon a whimpering cheer arose.

After listening to the citizens cheer for dozens of seconds, Narson raised one hand to quiet everyone down.

"Gentlemen! The Barbell army can't even keep one prisoner satisfied! When I take her back, I'll tell you how many soldiers this one sent in. There's only one! Only one, that too, that soldier is not a regular soldier! He's a hunter from the village of Grisea!

Hearing it, the citizens turned.

Several percent of the citizens are bluffing face-to-face with those in the vicinity.

While Narson acknowledges it at the edge of his sight, he opens his mouth to continue.

"Their defense is monkey! Even if we don't send a massive rescue unit, the best evidence is that we could recapture General Zirconia! Now is your chance to reclaim the fort! Together with our General Zirconia, we will take back the fort from them!

Narson's speech continued over the next few minutes.