Takarakuji de 40-oku Atattandakedo Isekai ni Ijuu Suru

"Dear Kazla, it's Sylvestria. Go ahead."

'It's a kazla. What's happening? Go ahead.'

Responding to the voice of Sylvestria, a good voice echoes from the radio.

"Now the rebel scouts are coming in front of the village, but it seems impossible to persuade them. As planned, we will persuade you with loudspeakers. Go ahead."

Silvestria releases her finger from the send button.

Put it down for a few seconds and a good voice sounded from the radio.

'Okay. I don't care what you say, so do something and try to avoid the fight. Go ahead.'

"Thank you. If His Highness seems to be able to persuade the Gregorians, could you tell him to head this way with the military men who persuaded him? If there were words from the people who responded to the persuasion and His Highness, I think it would work. Go ahead."

'Sure, then maybe we can work it out. I'll keep Lugro in touch so he can get there as soon as he's convinced. Go ahead.'

"Thank you. Best regards, End of Communication"

"Mr. Silvestria."

When Sylvestria tried to put the radio back on her hips, a good voice sounded again from the radio.

Sylvestria rushes, putting the radio back to its mouth.

'I'm so sorry for making you act so nasty. It will be hard in case, thank you. Go ahead.'

Silvestria bites her teeth all the way to a good voice that squeezes them out.

In his eyes, there was a faint colour of anger.

He remembered his boiling anger at the rebels who had made him sound so spicy.

"If it's for Master Kazura, there's nothing unpleasant about it. The rebels will surely let us stop them. I will contact you later. Go ahead."

'... thank you. Best wishes. End of Communication'

Silvestria returns the radio to her waist and opens the Zuda bag she has beside her.

He took the loudspeaker out of the inside and turned to Morse, who was outraged by the defensive captain.

Inhale heavily and stare at him in angry form.

"Wow, listen! You big rebel idiots!!

Suddenly loud voices, even rebel soldiers, defensive captains and soldiers, including Morse, turn to Sylvestria with a slight face.

Celet, who was next to her, also made her shoulder jump in a squeaky rage that stumbled on her ears.

"All that you have done is wipe out the royal family, the Fryce family, the Istell family, and Master Gracior!

Jen-royal Sylvestria points to them.

"Hey, what's that shout!? Hey, what the hell is that woman doing!?

Tell Sylvestria, who emits a loud voice out of common sense with a strange object on her mouth, the defensive captain with the look of Morse turning away from his angry phase.

The defensive captain turned his eyes to Morse, including pity.

The defensive captain also watches the video of hell and is firmly aware of the horror of dying with sin on his back.

"... I'm not saying anything bad. If you don't want to be chopped up by monsters in the afterlife, surrender now."

"Well, I don't know what to do."

"Dress Master Diaz in the wet clothes that he conspired with the Istell family to fall back on Barbell and so on! Drag out the intestines (annoyed) in front of the people along with Heavy Town! Incitement of a stopped village or city dweller to forcibly incorporate into the rebels! At the end of the sentence, we would have sent them to attack the villages and cities of Istel territory! But all our inhabitants have been evacuated to Isteria!

The look on Morse's face is strong.

After crossing the border, the Morse were stopping at one of the cities on Istel territory.

But there was already no one there, the whole food was gone, and it was a totally stuffy shell.

Even if there was an interlocutor within the rebels, they were too quick to respond and were surprised that something was wrong.

If their actions were seen in scouts, it is understandable that they have grasped them.

But what does it mean that we have already evacuated all the inhabitants to Isteria?

Morse thought it was too handy.

"In the name of Lord Gracior, who descended upon the Arcadia kingdom, I now give you divine life! Listen to me!"

Try to fold into an upsetting morse, and Sylvestria will unleash the word.

"Disarm all rebel forces now and surrender to us! If you surrender now, I will hang you with Lady Graciole so you can plan a generous treatment!

Sylvestria continues the words.

"If you flip a flag against the royal family and continue to commit heinous acts without fear of God, you will be exposed to corpses in this land! Even if I die, I will not visit you with peace! Forever in the future, because we are doomed to be torn apart by the dead in hell!

"Hey, Master Sylvestria! Talking like that won't tell those people!

Tell Sylvestria how Celet panicked.

Silvestria switched off the loudspeaker and looked sideways at the celet.

"At the point where that man is, I can't even convince the people over there. First of all, now we're going back. They should only be able to move on now, so I'll try to convince them again with this loudspeaker when I bring in the other soldiers"

"... Indeed, at a time when you are using Istail territory's conspiracy as an excuse, it is impossible to turn back. The citizens I've brought with me are all over the place."

"Yeah. Now we need to upset the cavalry behind that guy"

Silvestria switches on the loudspeaker again.

"Now choose! This is the last path of salvation you have been shown! Rest assured that unthinkable eternal suffering awaits those who are not afraid of God!!

"Dear Morse, what the hell is that!?

"How could such a shout...... wasn't the rumor that Master Gracior had descended on Istell territory true!?

The cavalry, who refrain from being around Morse, asks him in an upset manner.

Morse returned to me the whole time.

"Don't be silly! That's their gossip! We have justice!!

Morse yells at the cavalry.

"But I don't care what you think.

"Shut up! That's some kind of evil sorcery they use! Once we get back to the main unit!

Morse kicks Rata's belly and drives back down the road he came to.

The other cavalry followed him, looking terribly upset.

"... you're home"

Celet says as she looks at the Morse leaving.

"Well, you have to, don't you? I can't explain how I can shout like this."

"Sylvestria! Did Master Graciole instruct you to do that?

The defensive captain, along with the soldiers, rushes back under the two.

"No, Master Gracior told me to say whatever I wanted, so I said whoa."

"Oh well. Well, that was pretty powerful and good."

"hehe, hi"

The defensive captain looks back and sees the smaller and smaller Morse.

"But from the looks of the man, I don't think he'll respond to our persuasion. He said something about evil sorcery, and he might incite the soldiers to attack him."

"Right. I think we should prepare the entire army for the worst."

"Sounds like you should do that."

The defensive captain nods and looks over at the soldiers gathering.

"You're right! It could be a battle with a large army of rebels! All troops, put them in position!!

The soldiers responded in unison to their understandings and rushed out to their respective quarters.

"Dear Nibel!

Morse, who was returning to the rebel main unit marching towards the village of Grisea, traversed Rata to Nibel's carriage, which was leading the way.

Nibel opens the window and peeks into his face.

"Oh. Morse, are you back?"

Next to Nibel, a blonde girl was leaning on him perfectly.

Morse sees her clothes disturbed, and at this difficult time, he hits her in the heart.

"What do you say, guys, you'd have been surprised? Were you able to show Fiona to the soldiers?

"No, it looks like I hid it in the village early, and I've pushed it through the unknown, even if this one asks."

"Well, well, well."

Nibel laughs.

The cavalry that accompanied Morse was told and told that Fiona had fled Gregoria and fled to the village of Grisea.

If you can show Fiona on the spot, fine.

Even if he was hidden, Niebel thought he should just drag her out after he had taken control of the village.

The point is, if you can use her to stir up the anger of soldiers and the people, that's fine.

"But those guys, I wonder why they were deploying large armies in that village. It seems to be an ample number of ambushes, but it's as if it foresaw our movement -"

"Dear Nibel, about that, something unexpected happened."

Morse glimpses the girl.

"Hmm? What, say it"

"No, I'd like to ask for a payment if possible..."

"I don't mind. Speak."

"No, not like that"

Nibel pounds her tongue and looks at the girl.

The girl nodded and got off the carriage as she quickly got her clothes done.

Morse makes sure she leaves and turns her face to Nibel.

"What's up, what happened?

"That's when one of the enemy soldiers suddenly spoke to us out loud and impossible."

"What is that? You mean you've been yelling at me?

"No. It sounded like it was going around, and that's what made it sound like a thunderbolt. It's not a people's business."

Nibel makes a strange face.

What is this guy talking about, things like that were obvious to me.

"I don't know what that means. You mean the owner of the stupid big voice has been yelling at me?

"No. That's not the amount of voice a person can give. Moreover, they have spoken of the name of Lady Graciole and have advised us to surrender. Something's wrong."

"I don't know what you're talking about, idiot!! You're hanging around!

Suddenly, Nibel raised a blue muscle on her forehead and yelled at Morse.

The soldiers watching over the far-roll turn a slight face to the two of them.

"Do you ever hear such a joke?! There's got to be some kind of tease!

"But I don't care what you think about that..."

"Shut up! What are you saying when it comes to fighting this moment! I don't remember putting out a child!

Nibel blocks Morse's words and yells again.

"We're marching into the village now, driving them out and dragging Fiona out! Not if you're talking about four or five!

"Dear Nibel, soldiers are watching."

Morse points me out and I look around as Nibel breathes with her shoulders.

Nibel tongues at the soldiers with anxious eyes.

"Look, it's Morse. Whatever they're thinking, if they take control of the village and show Fiona to the soldiers, it's this one. It's time to spare."

"But the village defense team I spoke to said something that seemed to capture all our movements. The village we stopped in was a mushroom, and I thought it might be dangerous to keep going."

"Think about it. There would have been talk that the village could be picked with soil strongly equipped with the power of blessing"

Hitting and changing from earlier, Nibel speaks to Morse in a soft tone.

"I guess it's really because of that soil that the Istel realm took off from hunger. Can it not be assumed that we are placing soldiers so that they are not attacked by bandits in the gaps paid for by the army from Isteria in time of war?

"Even so, there were only about 50 soldiers before when I visited. What we have now is far more troops than that. Whatever it takes, it won't be natural."

"Then what is it? You think they've gathered soldiers to intercept us here in anticipation of pointing our troops at Isteria?

Say it with the look of Nibel making a little fool of herself.

"Think a little. Even if the decree leaves Gregoria the day we execute Diaz, do you think it can be done in this short period of time to pass it on to Narson, who is in the fort, and to form a unit and send it to the village?

"That's right..."

"Right? I honestly don't know why they have so many troops in the village, but like you said, there's no way the Narsons know everything about our movement."

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"Probably something like using it as a staging base for supplies. Didn't a convoy from milling territory happen to arrive?

"But how dare you shout..."

"Yeah! You don't know!

To a morse that doesn't boil off, Nibel cuts off the paralysis and roughs up the words.

"I don't care why the troops are there, etc! We just take control of the village, show Fiona to the soldiers, and march straight to Isteria! Take command now!

Nibel distorts her face to anger.

Morse bit his back teeth a long time and replied, "Yes, I did."