Takarakuji de 40-oku Atattandakedo Isekai ni Ijuu Suru

"Hey! Secretary Titis, what the hell is this imitation!?

Marquez exasperates at the appearance of the wounded in the Sixth Regiment being carried on a stretcher.

Even from the front line, successively the wounded get their shoulders lent to their companions to escape.

Titis was sweating on his forehead and arrowing to the soldiers around him to skip the instructions early.

Everything concerns the retreat of the defensive forces and the preparation of the injured for transport.

"We retreat as we hold back our enemies. Perhaps this fort won't last another day."

"Become!? Don't let this get out of your way! We still have enough troops left!

Marquez was right, if the survival of the Sixth Regiment was combined, there would have been a considerable amount of combatable force left.

Soldiers assigned on the fence and near the castle gate are still desperately fighting to stop enemy incursions.

"Right. Now there's still a lot left."

"Then we should fight it out thoroughly!? Do you know what losing this fort means!?

"I know. But in a series of anomalies, the soldiers are frightened. You can't fight any more. There are too many smoke-related injuries."

An iron bullet that roars and flies from far away.

A flame kettle that triggers a stifling fire at the same time as a landing.

A hand cannon that fills the cavalry with holes for every rata.

And a poison gas bullet that just inhales smoke and makes you physically immobile.

I was forced to bathe these together for a short time, and the morale of the Barbell soldiers was rattled.

Soldiers who have survived years of fighting barbarians are frightened out by the unknown terror.

In contrast, the high morale of enemy soldiers is dull.

Everyone burns their eyes in hatred and anger, clearing their grudges or penetrating death.

Even if we fought like this, we could fight each other well, and if we were bad, we could even have the fort on our pillows to kill them all.

"I can't tell the soldiers to 'die here' or anything like that. I don't think I need to do that."

"Fool! Seal the alley and draw a line of defense around the central mansion until the arrival of the Friends -"

"Mr. Marquez. If you die, there's nothing you can do."

Behind Marquez, Philexia ran.

In the hand, a rounded leather paper is gripped.

Was he using charcoal to paint something, his palm turning black?

"If you think it's dangerous, you just have to run away. Why don't we get ready again and fight this time so we can win"

"We're military men! I can't believe I'm saying this!

"Ugh, I'm not talking about emotional theory. We're talking about which makes sense."

Bend the end of your mouth, like Philexia was in trouble.

"It's the results that matter. Whatever you do, if you win eventually, that's fine. Driven by a temporary passion, you hit it badly, you get deeper and deeper and you can't stand up."

"Mm..."

Whatever you do, you just have to win eventually.

To that dialogue, Marquez stuffed the words.

Because these are the words he himself has been saying to himself for the last 11 years.

"So now let's get away with it. If you run away now, you'll get a lot of help. It's easy to rebuild."

……

Marquez pushes silence with a bitter look.

Phlexia turned to Titis.

"Mr. Tittis, the time has come to use the trap you have made. Running away, you're going to sprinkle that one anyway. At the exit of the fort, bury and sand as much as this is still the case. It helps to blunt the enemy's legs."

"Okay. Mr. Filexia, get in the carriage there and get away first. I'll give you an escort."

"Copy that! See you later!"

Philexia smiled and nodded, just getting in the carriage.

Follow some of the cavalry of the escort and run out towards the North Gate.

"Dear Marquez, I will issue an order for all troops to withdraw."

"... aye ok. Set fire to everything in the building. Don't leave supplies for your enemies."

"Yes, I did. Marquez, run away first."

"Secretary Titis, do you have any experience with retreat fights?

"Along with Master Kaylene, I've been running away from my barbarian opponents all the time. I also have Deputy Seiden, so I'm fine. Regards to the wounded."

"... um"

Marquez nods and leaves with his back turned.

Titis took a breath and turned to the south gate.

I hear a lot of people screaming and metal bumping into each other.

"Dear Kaylen..."

I'm not here, crush the name of the beloved.

If he were here, could we break this situation?

Titis clenched her fist so as to arouse herself.

Several hours had passed since the soldiers began entering the fort, and the sun had risen overhead and daylight.

The soldiers waiting outside the fort, all sitting on the spot, watching the black smoke rising from the fort.

The enemy seemed to have set fire to the building and could see the battle plugged to the end.

Currently, there is a McGregor inside the fort who is gathering the soldiers and hunting down the enemy soldiers to the north.

The servants who pull the baggage truck go between the soldiers and distribute the lunch bread (the one that is well preserved but very hard).

Ichiyoshi and the Narsons kept the energy bar that Ichiyoshi had brought aboard Rata.

Havel is shooting everyone with the handicam in one hand and the energy bar in the other.

Totally photographed.

I don't feel like I have to shoot a scene like this, but I let it go because the person I'm shooting is fun.

I find it oddly long to be reflecting Marie's appearance, but is it my fault?

By the way, the battery has been replaced with a second one.

"Hmm, this is quite delicious..."

Nalson roars at the taste of strawberry flavored energy bars as they chew.

Moist texture and a hint of sweetness make it really delicious.

Despite the portable food, he was also quite surprised that it was not dry on the kachikachi.

"Really, that's so delicious. Oh, that's Narson's strawberry flavor."

Zirconia peeks into the packaging in Narson's hand from next door.

Zirconia was eating something chocolate-flavoured.

"Hmm? Really?

"Yeah, it's in the bag."

"Hmm. Sure, there's a flavor similar to the chocolate I ate before... Jill, you, can you read this letter?

Zirconia is good at it.

"Sometimes I read and studied Mr. Kazra's books. When I used my computer, I thought it would be useful to remember, so I did my best."

"When... Speaking of which, Ayla used to read books sometimes too. No way, can you read it, too?

Narson looks back behind him and turns to Eira, who is holding back.

Eira also had a blueberry-flavored energy bar in her hand.

Next to it, Marie sways a banana-flavored energy bar.

"Yes! Hiragana, Katakana, and a little kanji."

"What! Eira, you're amazing! Even I still remember Katakana."

Reese turns her surprised face to Ella.

To her like that, Eira smiled.

"Yes, because every day, I worked pretty hard"

"Every day? You used to have time like that."

"Uh... well, Barletta is totally more amazing than that! You can read all the kanji, and you can read English! Right, Master Barletta?

"Yes. For once, you can read as many words as were in the dictionary."

Leese and Narson look at Barletta with the same eyes as they look at even scary objects.

"... what's going on with Valletta's head? I'd like to take a peek inside once."

"Uhm, don't let them leave me if I can study too..."

As we all talked about that, I saw an army flag flying on the fort's fence.

Wow, the soldiers who were sitting around cheering.

Apparently, control of the fort is complete.

Reports that the enemy was beginning to escape the fort had been received about two hours earlier.

It was unknown how long it would take, but it seemed to have been done unexpectedly quickly.

"All right, apparently it's over. Let's try to get to the fort, too."

"Mr. Narson, as soon as we get to the fort, we'll radio Isteria. I'm sure you don't mind, Mr. Ixios."

"Yes. I intend to. Barletta, get ready."

"With a portable antenna, we can still contact you from here, but what do you want to do?

"No, it'll be fine after we get to the fort. I want to see what's going on inside."

"Okay. I'll get you an antenna."

Barletta threw the energy bar into her mouth and drove off Rata to the carriage.

"Is the one your mother's eating delicious?

"Yeah, it's delicious. Your that, green, but what's it taste like?

"It tastes like matcha. It's bitter and delicious."

"Really? Eira, give me one of the same. And give Reese one of those chocolate flavors."

"Yes, sir."

We watched the Legion Flag in the wind, while for a little while we continued our relaxing lunch.

Lead Zirconia and follow the escorts to dive the fort's castle gate.

There were bodies lying everywhere, near the castle gate was bloody.

Soldiers on my side are cheering to see Zirconia.

"Wow, there's corpses everywhere..."

I see a faint number of corpses and crush them like a good one.

I didn't feel nauseous or disgusted because I was so blind to it in the fight the other day.

Apparently, he's gotten used to it.

The soldiers are pulling the bodies by the side of the road at best so that they don't get in the way of everyone's progress.

Looks like your buddy's body has already been transported elsewhere, and it's just the bodies of enemy soldiers lying around.

Moving for a while towards the center of the fort, McGregor came running on a lata.

"What's going on at the end?

"All the enemies fled through the North Gate. There are no more in the fort."

"Uhm. What happened to the chase?

"It looks like the enemy set a massive trap on the ground as they fled, and we stopped pursuing them in the infantry because the wounded continued."

That said, I hand Nalson the little piece of board McGregor had in his hand.

A few thin nails were punched. I received that, and Narson gave me an impressive look.

"Is that a nail trap? I can't stop this."

"Yes, it's been sprinkled around the north, probably not to the advantage of a thousand. There are many who have been pierced in the soles of their feet, carefully hidden in the sand."

The soldiers are basically equipped with leather boots and sandals, so when they step on a nail, they penetrate and pierce the soles of their feet as they should.

It's a very plain trap, but it's a very nasty substitute for being inexpensive, easy to manufacture, and even worrying about an infection after being lethal.

"Are you letting the cavalry chase you?

"Yes, a cavalry marching out of the East Gate is following the enemy. I'm ordering you not to engage in melee combat. When I ran out of throwing spears, I thought I'd come back."

"Um, that's fine. Soldiers in the fort, gather them where there are no bodies and let them eat. Just let him rest till evening."

That said, Narson offers McGregor a cloth wrap.

Four energy bars in total: Apple, Peanut, Mixed Berry and Plain.

And Lipo D.

"It's from Lord Kazura. I'm sorry, but I need you to eat this and stick with me till night."

"I'll take care of it. With this, you'll be able to work your eyes out until morning."

McGregor turned his face in good stead, thanking him and bowing his head.

You're welcome, and I reply with one hand up.

"Dear Narson, may I communicate from the rooftops of the buildings around here to the Isteria?

Barletta looks up at the nearby building.

A white cloth hangs by the window on the landmark confirming that there are no enemy soldiers already.

Looks like all the buildings around here have been confirmed.

"No, let's say we go to the central hall. We have to get all the instructions out of there."

"Father, let's go. I need to get back to you soon."

Nalson laughs bitterly at Reese for hurrying.

"All right, all right. Don't be so hasty."

"I want to reassure the people quickly. I'm sure they're all worried."

"I'll be in touch, but it won't be until three days before I tell the people. They don't know about radios."

"Still, I want to tell you quickly. If we contact him now, we can tell him in three days' time at noon, right?

"Well, yeah...... ok. So, do we run to the hall? Let's say we race."

Narson kicks Rata's belly and rushes out.

"What!? Ma, wait! So sudden!"

"Show me the results of your daily training! You don't seem to catch up to me either, you know the extent!

"Oh, my God! 'Cause I'm definitely going to skip you!!

Zirconia laughs and drops off the two running away.

"Those two are getting along."

"What? We've been friends, haven't we?

Ichigo tilts his little neck.

"Oh, it's only since Mr. Kazra came. Reese was reluctant to go somewhere, and Narson was always so uptight that he didn't have time to play."

"Really..."

"Come on, shall we go too? If you're too late, they'll complain."

Zirconia runs after them.

"Hey, I don't like to run fast..."

"Mr. Kazra, I'll hold the reins. Just make it run, do it."

"Excuse me, please"

We left the reins with Barletta and followed them.

When they arrived at the hall, they all went up to the roof and looked over into the fort.

Those who are cleaning up the bodies and providing for the wounds of the wounded are seen there.

There still seemed to be more than one flaming building, with black smoke rising from all over the place.

The hall was not set on fire because of its stone construction, and it was a beautiful one, especially without any trace of destruction.

Barletta attaches a portable antenna to Narson's radio and points it in the direction of the Isteria.

"Go ahead."

"Uhm."

Narson receives the radio and presses the transmit switch.

"This is Narson, Isteria. Come in. Go ahead."

Soon after Narson uttered the word, a noise ran into everyone's ears.

Communication reaches everyone because there is a high-sensitivity Yagi antenna that is mounted there.

"This is Isteria. It's Ixios. Go ahead. '

"The fort was subdued. There was some damage, but both regiments are almost alive and well. Is that the same for you? Go ahead."

'Congratulations. Here are two, we have a report.'

Everyone laughs bitterly at the untouched words of Ixios.

I think you could be a little happier.

'It's the first one. A group of cavalry and light infantry arrived from Gregorn territory last night. Go ahead.'

"What? Did you send reinforcements so quickly to Lord Diaz? How many? Go ahead."

Narson raises his voice to his surprise.

Gregorn territory borders Barbell, so there shouldn't be too much room for reinforcements here.

He originally said he was sending a cavalry, but I wasn't expecting him to even send a light infantry.

"There are about 200 cavalry and 600 light infantry. I said I was headed over there right away, so I told him to stay here because I can't make it now, and I'm letting him stay in the city. Go ahead. '

"Hmm, what a halfway point...... no, that's what it is given the training period. In three days, tell them the news of fortification control before you go home. We need help over there, too. Go ahead."

'Yes, I did. How about reinforcements coming from milling territory? Go ahead.'

"Send that one back in a hurry. You may use all available ships. If Clayrats attacked you now, the milling realm would be in trouble. Go ahead."

Three squadrons of heavily armed infantry and 400 cavalry, who came from the territory of milling, were letting Isteria stay in case the fort offensive army was defeated.

But now that we have won the battle at the fort, the defense of the border with the Clayrats is the primary source of concern.

We have to return troops to them as soon as possible and have them hit the defense.

'It's about that, but a rather distracting report came in this morning. Go ahead.'

"That? You mean Clayratz? Go ahead."

"Yes."

Tension runs on everyone wondering if the Clayrats have finally made a move.

'For about seven days now, there has been a vote in all the cities of Kreilatz by all citizens with political participation. Go ahead.'

"Vote...? What the hell's the vote? Go ahead."

The unexpected has a confusing color on everyone's face.

But everyone on the spot breathed into the words of Ixios, who had spoken since.

'It's a vote to decide whether to bet your freedom to fight with Arcadia or give in to Barbell to survive'