Takarakuji de 40-oku Atattandakedo Isekai ni Ijuu Suru

The next afternoon.

Leaving the fort the day before, Sylvestria arrived in the village of Gricea by running Rata all day and night.

Crossing the bouncing bridge and entering the village, soldiers from the defense, including Celet, gathered.

All the defensive squad tents that were placed outside the village have been withdrawn and relocated to the village square.

"Everybody, hiccup!

Sylvestria jumps off Rata and smiles at everyone.

"Dear Sylvestria, I've been waiting for you. That was fast."

Celet smiles at me.

"Yeah. Hardly rest since yesterday, 'cause I've been running Lata"

"What! In just one day, did you get here from the fort?

"That's right. Oh, everyone else get back to work. I'm gonna have a little chat with Celet."

Sylvestria told the soldiers that he took Rata and left Celet and the spot.

"Is it because of Lady Graciole's food?

"Sort of. With this food, you can keep moving as much as you want. He's healthy, too, because he's fed for Rata."

Silvestria strokes Rata.

Lata looks very healthy, but she was making her eyes flash (maba) with Shipashipa.

Looks like a lot of sleep.

"Want to try the celet, too? It's delicious."

Silvestria takes the energy bar out of the Zda bag bracketed in the lata and hands it to Celet.

Celet received it and took a serious look.

"Thank you. It's such a beautiful packaging... it's called canning, I'm really surprised that something like this exists"

Celet and the defensive soldiers have been instructed to eat the food they have stockpiled in the village.

The story of Gracior's support for Arcadia had also been told to everyone at Narson's direction.

However, the efficacy of food is only communicated to Celet.

"The rumor that Master Graciole had descended was true."

"Yeah. He's got a lot of support for Arcadia. Food, weapons."

"Are weapons like scorpions and crossbows the same?

"That's right. So this country is absolutely fine! Oh, my God, because God is on my side!

Sylvestria smiles and says it out.

Celet also smiled at the way it looked.

"Right. Has Lady Sylvestria ever met Lady Graciole?

"Hmm? Uh... I just heard from Master Narson, too"

When Sylvestria replied, Celet nodded in a convincing manner.

"Really... if I ever get a chance to see you, I'd like to thank you in person. I can't thank you enough enough for helping us so much."

"Right. Well, that feeling counts. It's God, and I'm sure it's telling you."

"Yes. I guess the only place I can see you is in a position like Master Narson's. The villagers said they'd never met."

"Yeah. I guess it doesn't mean you show up in front of anyone. God must be like that."

When Sylvestria said so, several men entered through the entrance to the village.

Roslu and five young people from the village of Gricea who were in Isteria.

Roslu has three large Zuda bags down his shoulder, and three young people each have one Zuda bag in their hands.

The rest of the young men are bare hands.

"Ha, ha... Ya, we're finally here"

"And die... I can't do it anymore..."

The young men enter the scene, and they whisper their breath.

Roslu saw it and scratched his head like he was in trouble.

"Dude... you're too poor for anything to make a sound like this"

"Yeah...... something is wrong with Mr. Rosru. I can't believe you didn't run for hours at full speed."

"That's right. He only gave me two breaks."

"So, somebody give me some water. My water bottle, not one more drop left."

Compared to the butterflies youngsters, Roslu is energetic in itself.

Breathing, which was a little disturbed, is already in place, and I look at the young people with a squeaky face.

"To that extent, we're not going in at full speed. I've always had a relaxed life, so I feel weak."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! I trained with the soldiers every day!

"Even the muscle tread did it right. Mr. Roslu is unusual."

"That's not true. Even Mr. Barletta, from Isteria to the village, can run through without a single break. You guys are too weak."

"Oh, that's silly"

"Barletta, are you stronger than us..."

The youngsters will look stunned.

"I'm not in the mood with you guys. Mr. Barletta, while I was doing all my chores every day, I practiced swords and spears to the point where my hands were covered in blood, and I didn't even skip running in or arm-studded muscle tresses. And then it's like I've been studying all night."

"" "Yeah......" "

Rosru walked over to Sylvestria, grinning at how the youngsters were doing.

"Dear Sylvestria, I'm sorry to bother you."

"Hissing. Master Kazura told me, Mr. Rosru, you're going to be on reconnaissance, right?

"Yes, as soon as we find the rebels, we'll report them on the radio."

"Yeah, please. So, what about those people over there?

Sylvestria turns a blind eye to the young people on the ground.

"He asked me to be his apprentice, so I brought him here."

"Apprentice? You mean we're taking him on reconnaissance together?

"Yes, I think that if something like this happens again, I won't have enough hands on my own, so I've asked Master Kazura for permission to bring me here"

"Oh well. But you're such a butterfly. Are you all right?

Sylvestria turns a worrying eye on the young people.

Everyone is still breathless.

"Me too, I didn't think those guys were so poor... I'd have to work them out again"

"Haha. Right. Give him a sniff."

"Yes, of course."

Roslu turns his face to the young people.

"Look, how long have you been in there? Let's eat and go scout. I won't be back for a few days."

"What!? Shortly after dinner!?

"That's right. I don't even know if the rebels are going to make it, so I can't bring it."

Roslu opens the Zuda bag and puts out the Gilly suit.

It's two kinds: one that mimics blue grass and one that's a little bit like dead grass mixed together.

There are still a few of the same things left in Isteria.

"When you've finished your meal, put on the blue grass over here. I'll take the dead grass mixture too, so I'll pack it in a bundle."

I look at the Gilly suit that looks hot and bitter to see and the youngsters look sincerely disgusted.

"What, that face... uh, you're Master Celet, right?

"Yes. Nice to meet you. Best regards,"

Celet smiles at Roslu.

"Best regards, Quick, but are you ready to eat?

"Yes. I have it ready for you by the house there. I also keep the food I take in that house. It's just canned and water, right?

"Yeah, that's enough. Now if you'll excuse me."

Roslu forced the young men to stand and walked over to the house.

"Well, we have to get ready, too."

Sylvestria turns back to Celet.

"Reinforcements from Isteria will come soon, won't they?

"Yes, I hear you will arrive by the end of the day"

"By the end of today? Then maybe at night. We're surrounding the village. We'll fill the open moat with water, so gather some people. to draw directly from the waterway."

"Yes, sir."

"And give the soldiers instructions to make this in bulk,"

Sylvestria removed a small piece of slab from her luggage.

The plate has a number of thin nails punched in, with long tips popping out.

"What's this?

"Nail trap. Spread this around the village, and cover it with sand."

"I see. If you step on it, even thick boots are going to pierce it"

"Yeah. They've been using it by the Barbell Army, but it looks like a pretty nasty substitute. It's easy to make, so I'll make it and bury it as much as I can by the time the rebels get here. Because I also told reinforcements from Isteria to bring nails."

"So you can step on this and shower arrows with a crossbow and a scorpion where the movement is dull."

"Worst case scenario, you will. I don't want to fight my allies if I can, but I have to be there... Now I hope you keep me in mind."

That said, Sylvestria took the white object out of the bag.

"What's that?

"It's called a loudspeaker. Uh, press this button..."

Silvestria presses the power button on the loudspeaker.

The mess and the loud noise messing around at hand leaked out of the loudspeaker.

"Wow!? What is it!?

"It's a tool that keeps my voice up. If the rebels came, they would now call me to stand still. Tell me about Master Gracior and convince him."

Sylvestria says to the loudspeaker, "Uh, uh".

The amplified voice spread all over the village, and the villagers came out of the house wondering what it was.

The children, who noticed what Sylvestria looked like, rushed over.

"Well, then, give the guards work orders."

"Or, yes, I did."

"Nice to meet you! Guys, hiccup!

Silvestria rushed over to the children with the loudspeaker in her hand.

That night.

The Lugros, who made a big detour around Gregorn territory and ran motorcycles, were camping around the fire.

Already in royal territory, it fits when we can capture the Wang Metropolitan Army heading for Gregorn territory.

"Kah, yummy! This can is awesome too!

Rugro hits a skewered lunch meat and loosens his cheeks.

Luncheon meats are sausage ingredients.

The lunch meat I'm eating right now is an American can put in a square can.

A little greasy and salty, but tasted just right for Lugro, who scratched a big sweat after a long drive.

"Right... I didn't know this kind of thing could be saved without rotting for years"

A nearby guard chewing meat next to Lugro roars at its deliciousness.

The taste and satisfaction of dried meat brought as a portable meal for the army are different from that of cloud mud.

"The beans over here called corn are delicious too! Look, you try it, too!

Lugro cheeks a can of corn and gives it to the Kingsguard with every spoon.

Lugro doesn't care about the use of spoons.

"Thank you.... Mmm! This is delicious too!

"Right? It's juicy and refreshing, and slightly sweet. The cans called Lasagna I ate yesterday were delicious, and they're all delicious!

On Lugro's departure, Barletta packed into her luggage by sorting it so that she could eat something different each meal so she wouldn't get tired of eating.

Variable lineups of peach cans, minkan cans, paellas, stews, red rice, etc. keep all food types from wearing for a few days.

Thanks to this, every meal we ate was in a wolf state together.

"I had no idea you could eat something as good as this in this camp. This meat is seriously a big win."

"Right. But I feel a little too salty..."

"Really? I think I'm just fine."

As we were all eating naughty, the young man with the dark-sighted scope returned from reconnaissance.

He is a resident of the village of Gricea who has followed him from Isteria.

"Your Highness. Quite far away, but I have discovered the lights of the camp"

"Whoa, did you find it? The King's army, isn't it?

"It was pretty massive, so I think it is"

"Oi. We'll rendezvous with them after dinner. Look, you too, come here and eat. This meat is delicious!

"Thank you!

The Lugros rushed to finish their meals in order to join the Wang Du Army as soon as possible.