The Legendary Rebuilding of a World by a Realist Demon King

Accompanyers to the Count of Ismaria were Toshizo Hijikata and Jeanne.

Hijikata is a fancy person, but he is not prepared to meet a woman during the journey.

Jeanne also simply put on a white cloak on clothes that seemed to be an eclectic mix of armor and dresses, what he did to serve God.

As soon as they were ready for the trip, they rode a horse with them. I didn't use a carriage because I thought the horse would get to Ismalia sooner. And from the beginning I thought the negotiations would break.

Earl Ismaria will soon reveal its nature and seize us. I escaped from there and thought that it would be the real time after joining Eve and others.

If they are deprived anyway, the carriages are wasteful. When he spoke about it, Toshizo smiled cheerfully.

"Human is rational. Everything has reason from one to ten and convinces others."

"That's not it."

"It is assumed that horses will be robbed as well as carriages."

"Oh, my proud horse is on Eve."

"Is that black horse, by the way, that horse named?"

"Yes, it's called the Black King."

"Oh, it's a strong name. It's a name that's about to crush enemy troops on the battlefield."

"I'm not that monster."

Other demon kings may be sitting on monsters that truly trample on human-sized soldiers, but my horse was a normal horse anywhere.

Octopus Horse Before, Eve asked me, "Well, why not change it?"

The reason is that I was a servant of Takenaka Hanbei, a famous military master during the Sengoku period.

"Hou, did you respect the Hideyoshi's military officer?"

Toshizo is impressed. Jeanne curiously asks.

"Who is Hanbe?"

"It's a Japanese military commander during the Warring States era. A military master who served a great general named Hideyoshi Taiko Toyotomi. He never got on a famous horse even if he grew up under that Hideyoshi."

"why?"

Jeanne looks sorry.

"The reason is simple: riding a tall horse will value it."

"Yeah, cherish"

"Horse is a horse after all. Takenaka Hanbei did not ride on a famous horse for a lifetime, because sometimes he could not spare military horses on the battlefield, because cheap horses can be dropped off."

"Oh, reasonable."

"Oh, that's reasonable. I've learned that and don't ride a good horse."

That said, my black horse, the Black King, is a horse.

"Is the Demon King really reasonable? I want to emulate."

"Do not imitate Jeanne. Jeanne is a beautiful white horse."

"Thank you"

Jeanne strokes Hakuba, who is currently riding, with love. Hakuba happily shouted.

When I look at it with warm eyes, I notice that there is something. Stares at the brown horse on which Toshizo is riding.

"Speaking of which, Toshizo can ride a horse."

"Oh, I came to this world and trained."

"I used to say I couldn't ride before."

"I can't ride, but I didn't have much opportunity in Japan."

Shinsengumi Deputy Director Toshizo Hijikata is a child of a peasant in Musashi, Japan. He did not practice bow horses since childhood.

After entering Shinsengumi in Kyoto, he seemed to have had the opportunity to ride a horse like a samurai, but he did not ride since he was a child, so he did not seem to be very good at riding.

"This is an era when the Kurofune is crossing a large sea. I can still learn horseback riding, but horse riding is useful in this different world."

"Oh, this world has lots of flats. The mobility of horses is overwhelming.

If you expand your corps a little further and form an equestrian corps, of course, its commander must be a master of riding. At that time, he would have appointed a horse riding master as the commander, but he could have left the role of Toshizo if he was not qualified.

As I worked out such a concept, I saw smoke in the distance. It was Jeanne who reported that something seemed to be burning.

"Are you a thief? If you adventure with the Demon King, you will always be attacked by thieves."

Jeanne sighs.

I want to poison Jeanne for the same thing, but it seems unlikely that this time. Because it is not a bandit that is ahead.

It was Wyvern, not thieves, ahead.

A Wyvern, a type of flying dragon, was attacking a peasant who seemed to live nearby.

Burning were the wagons and their luggage that farmers would have pulled. Probably it was a return home to wholesale the crops in the city.

"The horses are eaten. Farmers are fighting back if they want to escape."

"The horses are the property of the peasants. I know I'm angry.

As soon as the peasants were visible to be eaten, I decided to help him. Nobody complained.

"Well, how do you beat Wyvern and think you haven't been rampaged recently?"

Gaze alternately at Toshizo and Jeanne, but both raise their hands as a matter of course.

"It's almost the same time, so take a moment and let me defeat."

There is such a thing! ? Jeanne complains, but if you ignore her, the wind starts to fly around me.

When you cast a magic called "Wind Blade", it raises a loud voice.

He raised his voice to sing, not to let the peasants know.

"Air cutter!"

When they shout, the peasants notice my presence.

They would have immediately realized that we were on our side. However, the expression was still steep.

Not surprisingly, they are exchanging lives with the flying dragon in front of them. I wanted to release it as soon as possible.

I throw the embodied blade of wind at Wyvern to see the relief of the farmers.

The wind blade stretches straight. The wind was a friend of the flying dragon, and therefore the flying dragon would have immediately realized the danger. Stop fighting with the farmers and fly into the sky. But my wind blade catches it.

"You have no resentment, but it was your luck to strike the peasants."

This is Ashtaroto territory. That is my garden. It was my people who lived there. He could not afford to suffer the people in the present and to leave them unharmed in the future.

When he puts his murder on the blade of the wind, he gives Wyvern a blow.

Wyvern might not even have the feeling of pain. It was such a sharp blow.

That's what it means. When the head and tail were cut off neatly, Wyvern's life activity was stopped instantly.

Wyvern was cut off, and the farmers who were watching the scene muttered.

"Wow, amazing ... it's like watching a miracle."

Jeanne, not me, responded to that impression. She concluded with a grim, pure expression, like a saint.

"Every monster that hurt the demons will be like this."

All the people who heard the oracle-like words bowed deeply at me.