The Peerless Kobold (WN)

Thus, after a few days of treading land, we stayed at the docks and took a small pause with a slightly gloomy (depressing) look, similar to when we stopped at the port on the way.

I went on my first voyage since I became a werewolf dog man... but apparently, unlike in the age of mercenaries, I got seasick easily (yasu).

(In the first place, it's a cobolt of forest species... are you physically weak?)

There were several moments leading up to Buster when he was ill, peeled off his make-up skin, and became a macho big man with dog ears, enough to delude the occasional (by chance) witnessed sailors that it was a fashion accessory.

The guy who just got off the boat is still snug and looks worse than me or my sister.

"Gruo, Kluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu? (Everyone doesn't have a good complexion, okay?)"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa... (You can afford it, Lancer is...)"

Waiting for the seasickness to gradually wake up, he threw his gaze at only one energetic, slender, hairy, large dog.

Perhaps she was the only one safe as a gift of the Holy Class magic she lived in, but as long as she was jealous that she was repeatedly nauseated on board and didn't pass her throat satisfactorily with her meal.

That's what I was thinking. Buster and the little fox sister seem to be with me, with some jito eyes to zero stupidity.

"Ugh, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh."

"Ugh, gaaah ~ (Ugh, sloppy ~)"

"Gwaau Oruan...... Khu, Ghula

(Even if they say that... hey, boss) "

He nodded at Lancer, who had been perplexed, waiting for his companions other than her to demodulate and take him all over the city.

Originally, the former kingdom of Athos had a history of cultural influences from Western countries due to geographical factors, and today's streets were moving east-west reconciliation forward more than it can be remembered.

In spite of the distance that is not far away, I find myself looking at the scenery with the whole roof of the Lunar Divine Temple and the spires of the Cathedral Church, and somehow feeling the passing of time.

"Ha, I'm a rotor too..."

Subjectively, even if it was only about three years after I was born in the Easteria Forest, I actually only missed it a little bit when I understood that the quarter century had passed.

Feeling a slight difference from the atmosphere of the country I was hoping for, we continue down a mixed boulevard with people from the east and west, and I dare not look for the inn tonight.

Even though the fox can be brought in without being blamed, the large dog cannot be taken to the room, so he will be asked to spend time in the courtyard for the carriage... The person in question gave a disgusting look.

"Grugawofa...... Gah, Kluaaan

(I'm the only one who feels alienated... well, good) "

As soon as he temporarily broke up with Lancer, who once walked out to the edge of the garden, gave the general the upfront payment and entered the borrowing room, the skeleton snarled and Buster returned to his original werewolf dog.

"Galu, Voluagaru (after all, nature is the best)"

"I guess, so do I."

For once, I take great care not to be seen by the others, and then I go out on the street again with a fox on my shoulder and roll out to the clutter.

A large bag of imitating gems that I used to buy from a handbag (once) when I was making rough money on a luggage haul request and brought all the way from Western countries… in other words, to sell colorful glass crystals.

Oriental countries worship after-dust when it comes to processing technology, and sell it at high prices as a decorative material.

(Well, you should take advantage of the opportunity... to make a little money!)

(Find something delicious and buy it for your brother.)

Subtly different thoughts, when silver-haired greats and little foxes were all brothers and sisters laughing... In Edil, the king's capital of Almedia, just a short distance from Port Town, powerful petitioners gathered in a room in the royal castle for military discussions in places unknown to the too young king.

"Hmm, does it move at a time when this one (this one) is rebuilding from defeat..."

"That's why, Chancellor Shardy."

Even naturally, the ancient ginseng general Dowd flaunted his big shoulder and told him that, as the kingdom side is doing, the Republic of Zagato should also be releasing undercover detectives dressed as merchants and so forth, gathering the inside information of the hostile forces.

"Well, naturally... how do you see it better than that?

"Judging by the amount of supplies brought in, the siege weapon, and the character of the enemy general, this is where the aim will be."

Even if it is convenient in terms of not causing harm to the inhabitants of the surrounding cities and towns, it is clear that if the King's capital falls, the country will perish and many people will eventually be treated unfairly.

"If we were to intercept, the Nia Plains, the formation..."

A voice hangs from one of the silent lords as Shardy reaches out to a pawn who looks out to a more assembled army than anywhere else, pointing to a map of the suburbs spread out on the tabletop.

"Chancellor, I'd like to ask you something first."

"What is it, Sir Myrus?"

"What about the restructuring of Lord Wiad's army, who was wounded and lay low on the floor?

"Right, I want to know that too"

He receives the words of a skinny man who looks nervous, and his cousin, Serrado, lord of the adjacent lands, also synchronizes.

At the military conference the other day, they were plotting to incorporate two squadrons of cavalry, two battalions of spear soldiers, one squadron of archers, etc. under their command on the grounds that the remote wiad was not capable of joining the ranks.

(For the most part, you want to use it instead of a shield to reduce the wear and tear of your own territory...)

Dowd sighed in his heart, wondering if he should succeed in (or perhaps) looking ahead to the first battle, when the country's rise and fall would take place.