Takarakuji de 40-oku Atattandakedo Isekai ni Ijuu Suru

Around that time, on the barrier at the south gate of the fort, Barletta was training for shooting along with the soldiers in charge of the cannon cannon.

There are three cannon cannons lined up beside her, and only one gate in the center is preparing to fire.

- I think it's time for one rain.

Barletta looks out at the cloudier skies.

It's dry season now, and it hardly rains in normal years, but it's been down here a couple of times lately.

I hope it's cool during the descent, but the heat and humidity is pretty hard after the ascent.

As for Barletta, the more rain it rains, the more inviting the depletion of the Barbell army that is positioning itself across the hill, so a rainy flame is most welcome.

"Dear Valletta, we're at the placement!

A soldier, who was beside one cannon cannon, speaks to Valletta when he sees his companions arrive at the holding.

A total of five people are on the placement: those with shells, those by the gunpowder box, those with arrows, those with sticks on fire to ignite, and those who calculate the angle of fire and the amount of gunpowder.

An inlet arrow is a cloth wrapped around each end of a stick.

They push shells and gunpowder into the back of the barrel on one side and clean the barrel after firing on the other side.

"Ah, yes. Let's get ready to fire."

The soldiers replied, using a military compass to adjust the left and right angles and angles of shot, and stuffed the gunpowder bag.

The cannon cannon used is the same type of cannon used in the fort attack.

In the fort attack, we knew that the shells were too small and too much gunpowder had penetrated the shelled castle gate.

A larger calibre cannon cannon would need to be developed if things were to strike inside Barbell in the future.

"Load it!

"Aim good!

When the soldiers declared themselves ready, they joined hands as the other soldiers watching over it prayed.

"One, you got it! Make up your mind!

"Really, please. I've been worshipping you for days, and I finally got my word!

"Master Barletta will cook you a meal in the morning, noon and evening! If I take it off, I'll screw Summer imo in your assholes!

"Ah, haha...... well, start shooting"

To the noisy soldiers Barletta gives the shooting instructions with a dry laugh.

When the igniter plugged the lit stick into the ignition port, a roar rang.

A few seconds later, earthen smoke rose from the far ground.

Baretta puts her binoculars in her eyes and looks at the point of landing.

On the ground slightly behind the red painted sign, an iron shell hit the ground.

There are a number of bars lined up in front and back of the sign showing the distance at intervals of one meter, but the stiffness appears to be attached near the third one, counting from the back of the sign.

The shells are bouncing as-is and blowing away far rearward.

"Landing position, left and right. Okay. Error, about three meters rearward. Please fix it."

Barletta tells the soldiers as she peeks into her binoculars.

"You can't!

"Ah! I'm putting too much gunpowder in it! It's a hit judgment for a bullet to jump once, so keep your eyes peeled!

"You asshole! Ponky Soldier!"

"Seriously, I'm sorry! I can't believe I took it off..."

"I could have used this amount of gunpowder when I shot you before! I followed the scale of the military compass and calculated it! I'm not bad!

"Though there will be a chase wind today! That's all you have to think about!

"All of you, it's summer imo's sentence!

"Apologize is fine, get your ass out of here!

When the soldiers you were watching made a scene, you defeat the soldiers who fired.

When did you prepare it, it's the end of having even soldiers with summer imos in their hands.

"Dear Valletta!

As Barletta was wrapped up when she saw the soldiers about to get their pants down, her voice echoed from under the protective wall behind her.

Barletta looks you in the eye.

A short distance from the stairs up to the walls was Woodbell's appearance.

There are guard soldiers standing on the stairs, which are now closed to traffic.

"Mr. Woodbell. Long time no see."

"Long time no see! Hey, I want to show you something. You're going that way."

"Oh, woodbells."

"Wait, wait, no traffic here."

As Woodbell rushed over to the stairs, soldiers on watch blocked the way.

"Hmm? You were listening to me, weren't you? I have to show Barletta."

"No, on Master Narson's orders, I can't let anyone up on the fence right now. I'm in training for cannon fire."

"Oh, you just made the sound of a shot. It's a lot harsher that you can't even let me come near you."

"Well, there are things called confidentiality for once, but it's dangerous to come close to the detour. It could make your ears worse with the firing noise, and the smoke stinks. That's why I can't let you through."

"Oh well. Then…"

Guards and Woodbell look up at Barletta.

"Excuse me, I'll be there right now. Gentlemen, keep the shooting drill going. It's going to rain, so please get it done quickly."

Barletta hands her binoculars to a young soldier.

"If the next squad hits in one shot, can you cook me a meal!?

"Uh... that also means next time"

"" "Er..." "

The soldiers raise their dissatisfied voices.

As for Barletta, I wanted her to be motivated, so I had no choice, I smiled bitterly and opened my mouth.

"Then if you train to shoot again tomorrow and hit it with one shot, the samurai will also invite you to make a three-meal treat! So good luck with your temper!

To Barletta's suggestion, the soldiers said, "Whoa!" He raised his voice.

Gone is gained.

"Yay! You guys, train for dying! We'll be ready for tomorrow!

"If it rains like this, you can't shoot anymore! Hurry, hurry!"

Barletta takes a small run down the stairs, receiving the energetic voices of the soldiers behind her back.

"Thank you for waiting. So, what do you want to show me?

"Sorry for the hassle. This is it."

Woodbell hands Barletta the grass braided sandal in his hand.

Baretta looked at it and saw Woodbell with a stiff face.

"Sandals for kids...... where did you get this?

"It's the shadow of the dining building. Maybe it's the Colts'."

"When did you find it?

"Last night, right? I helped Melfi in the cooking area and went to throw away the leftovers, and I found her falling out there."

"Were you... Um, who's Mr. Melfi?

Woodbell scratches his head on Barletta tilting his little neck.

"My girlfriend. We've been dating for a while. I'm working as a servant of the army right now."

"That's right. Thanks for letting me know. I'll look inside the fort again."

Barletta grins.

"Please. I'll find some free time and look everywhere."

"Yes. Nice to meet you -"

"Mr. Barletta, it's a kazla. Go ahead. '

When Barletta was about to say it, a good voice echoed from the radio she was wearing on her hips.

Barletta said, "Shit! Faces like," I rush to reach for the radio and turn it off.

I wear earphones on my ears when things happen, but my ears hurt when I always leave them on, so I usually use them without wearing earphones like this.

Woodbell has a slightly surprised face and his eyes are on Barletta's radio.

"What? Didn't you hear a voice from that waist right now?

"Uh... well, it's classified, so I can't go into details. I'm sorry."

"Oh, no! I'm not going to pry into anything!

Woodbell waves hastily at Barletta, who lowers her head with a dust.

"Well, here I am! I'll be back!

Woodbell lowers his head gently to Valletta and runs away.

When Barretta looked at it, she took the radio and turned it on.

"Mr. Kazra, it's Barletta. Go ahead."

'Mr. Barletta, it's about the rebels, but Lugro and Mr. Sylvestria have done well. We're gathering in the dormitory conference room right now, so can you come? Go ahead.'

"Okay. I'll be right there."

When Baretta put the radio back on her hips, she ran with her sandals to her quarters.

When Barletta entered the conference room, there was already plenty of leadership, including a good one.

From the Isteel Army, there are several heavy towns: Narson, Zirconia, Ichilian, Reese, Ixios, McGregor, and Martial and Civilian.

From the Wang Metropolitan Army and the French Leadership Army, the Legion Leader and Deputy Legion Leader of each Legion are present.

"Sorry to keep you waiting"

Barletta takes the seat next door to Sosa and Ichigo.

"Okay, let's start the meeting. As I said earlier, thanks to His Highness, the persuasion of the Gregorian army packing into Gregoria went well. Also, those who were on their way to the village of Grisea seem to have responded to the persuasion. Nibel, the mastermind, could also be captured alive"

Everyone snorts at Narson.

It has been reported that Lugro, who joined the Wang Metropolitan Army, persuaded the citizens of Gregoria to free the city, and that the fort on the coastline had the Wang Metropolitan Army take a loudspeaker towards it.

Lugro should be making a quick motorcycle ride to the village of Gricea, where the Sylvestrians are.

"We must wash out those who have guided the rebellion as soon as possible. But the mastermind is confirmed at Nibel, but we still don't know who the other collaborators are."

"Let Nibel throw up. That's the quickest way."

One of the commanders of the Wang Metropolitan Army proposes.

"Nibel seems to have been translated by his peers, so the names of those people should throw up at all costs. It's easy."

"Uhm. But if you do poorly, you could even eat the convolutions to the ones you really fooled. It can't just be Nibel's confession."

Narson turns his attention to Kazla.

"Lord Kazura. Again, I think we should let the chiefs of the troops, who were the lords, tell us what the hell is going on here."

"Well... is that the most certain?"

Ichigo nods to Narson's opinion.

If you are told that if you die without redemption while lying, you will go to hell, you will also have to confess to those who are lying that they were deceived.

However, when it comes to Nibel, who is guilty of too heavy a sin, it can, on the contrary, be desperate and self-inflicted.

You can't even let it go to the field to make redemption, so you'd better think of treating it differently.

"Dear Graciol,"

Then, this time, the Legion Leader of another Wang Metropolitan Army opened his mouth.

He is of royal blood.

"The punishment for anyone who plots or executes a conspiracy against the royal family is determined to be a 'stoning sentence' in public… May I advise Your Majesty that you will be executed as usual?

"Stone crushing? What kind of punishment?

"It's the punishment of putting horizontally processed stones one at a time from the tip of your foot and crushing your body slightly. Stack stones on top until they crumble in order such as nail tips, tibia, knees, etc., then move to the next area when they crumble securely. Live or die, but if you crush it to the head, it's over. It is a punishment to the effect that it will crush the existence of those who have teeth against the royal family."

"At the end of the day, they spit their guts out of their mouths alive, but, you know, the last time it happened was over a hundred years ago. You may need to discuss this punishment once and for all now."

Another Legion Leader tells me to supplement it.

But even if he asks me if I can execute him, I'm in trouble for the best.

Once in the past, I remembered that Isaac had pronounced me a "sentence of tongue extraction".

"Oh, really? Well, we'll see about executions later."

"Is there any problem with carrying out executions per se? the... like the virtues of those who instructed it would be lowered"

"Hmm... I don't know for sure why I'm out of charge either, but I was wondering if it would be okay if I didn't wield power and punish you for unfair reasons. Well, I'll tell Librassiol not to be your sin."

In a good response, the Legion Leaders leaked "oh".

I know that it is actually possible to speak to other gods, and yet I am sincerely determined to try to make a good impression on Yi Liang.

"Mr. Kazra."

Until then, Zirconia kept her mouth shut.

"Perhaps Nibel knows that she will be executed. In time, if you show hell, you may be desperate and self-inflicted."

"Right. I thought that too."

When the good snorted at Zirconia's opinion, the Legion leaders agreed and nodded.

It's easy to understand, and he even speaks out, "Sure," or "It's the best."

"So I don't think we should show hell here, but we should get the information out in exchange for a life-saving promise. Don't execute me."

Zirconia said, the Legion leaders of the Wang Metropolitan Army struck and changed into a surprised face.

"Hey, do something stupid!

"That's right! There can't be any such thing as keeping those who defy the royal family alive!

I see the commanders of the legions calling out loud, with Zirconia's chilled eyes.

"Then you want me to show all the thousands of soldiers and tens of thousands of citizens how hell I am? Not all the troop leaders know all the traitors, are they? What's important, isn't it, broiling out all the traitors and turning down the hindsight worries?

I get the most pointers, and the Legion Chiefs get stuck in the words "Ugh".

"Let's also say that Nibel was publicly ill and dead in prison. After the truth is told, he will be managed by the Istel family responsibly until the end."

"... shouldn't we just publicly execute him after we get the truth out? Nothing. You won't have to keep your promise to the rebels to justice."

"Hmmm... it seems like fanned folk grass won't fit unless you drag Nibel out and kill her right in front of you."

The commanders of the Wang Du Army say to them.

When she heard it, Zirconia looked frightened.

"Are you saying you're a criminal, so you break your word and kill him? You can often say that in front of Master Graciole. Do you want to lower your virtue?

When Zirconia said, they saw the good in a stiff way.

"Ah! Yes, no, that's the Aya of the Word now!

"For example! For example!

"Yeah, yeah. I know. Your virtues will not go down. Don't worry, it's okay."

When Ichigo followed them in, they breathed in relief.

"I will now leave it to the Istell family to investigate the treatment of Nibel and other traitors. Is that all right with you?

Legion leaders sweating on their foreheads and saying, looking at a good thing as a flicker.

Neither could the others, when this had happened, be disputed, and they immediately nodded.

Ichigo says, "This is a bit of a bad trend," I think inside.

It's also troublesome to be all Jesus man for fear of making extra remarks and virtue going down.

If you don't take the initiative, the meeting will be meaningless.

You should probably put some sort of follow up on them later.

"Okay, it's settled. Thank you, Lord Zirconia."

"Yeah, I'm fine. 'Cause I'm responsible for making Nibel speak clearly about who the traitor is."

Zirconia grins.

Neighbor Narson said nothing and was arm-wrapped with a difficult face.

"Now, citizens who have been deceived and fanned by the Nibels, but they have only been deceived, so I was wondering if I should advise His Majesty to take the most generous steps possible"

"Uhm. That's not exactly innocent, but you should refrain from harsh punishments like execution and enslavement. They must have been put in Nibel's truck, thinking of their country and their family."

The earlier Legion leaders took the initiative and proceeded with the conversation as they put together the meeting.

Every once in a while, he spits out words like "generous treatment" and "merciful response to the inhabitants who were being deceived".

All this time, he's trying to raise his virtues.

Sometimes I am strongly aware of the One Good, the God of mercy and abundance.

"Um, Mr. Kazra"

When everyone was discussing this, Valletta spoke quietly and nicely.

"Hmm, what's up?

"Just now, Mr. Woodbell told me he found this"

Barletta makes the sandals look good.

"Is this... Could it be yours, Colts?

"I don't know. But Mr. Woodbell said he was falling somewhere to throw away the leftovers, so maybe..."

"Hmm...... hmm?

"What's up?

A good way to notice something, Barletta tilts her little neck.

"That sandal, it says something behind the string."

"What?"

Barletta looks inside the string of sandals.

It was embroidered with "Lili" in the letters of this world with black thread.

"Isn't that the name of the owner of that sandal?

"Really...... haha, I thought I finally found a clue"

Barletta drops her shoulders, and she has a slightly darker face.

"I guess I'm not in the fort... I haven't even found Isteria, and I wonder where she's gone"

"Right...... ah! Could you please ask Mr. Uribou and the others to help? Follow the smell and ask them to look for it."

"I see, they might know something. Would you like to go to the woods with me tonight?"

"Dear Graciole, would you mind with this policy?

When Ichigo and Barletta were talking in, the Legion Leader, who was in the process of meeting, spoke up nicely.

"Uh..."

Ichiyoshi sees Leese all the time.

Reese seemed to have guessed with it and nodded coddly and small.

Apparently, there's nothing wrong with that policy.

Ichigo replied, "It's okay," and thanked Reese in his heart.