Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

The next day, when I woke up earlier than planned, I was hooking up and sewing copper coins on the hem of my skirt.

"What are you going to do? Wouldn't you like to be your own?

Makes me wonder, Master Horace. I'm getting pretty used to seeing this spoiled face, too, so I feel like my expression is coming through somehow.

"Stitching it as a weight on the hem makes the skirt harder to turn"

If you do it again, you'll climb to the high ground. I wanted to at least not flinch.

"I don't know... I want the temper to surprise my enemies with color."

"No, master. There's no color on me."

More than in previous life, people in this world grow up just a little bigger and faster, but, well, the growth of their breasts is in a slow mood... Much better than when I was Japanese, but slightly less comfortable. When I was in church school, I was watching older ladies and stuff, and I was really hoping.

But the master laughs itch.

"No, no. Not even growing up again... Ugh!

Stick another hell of a mentor in his blanket.

Change the crooked master to the side and secure the cape with brooches and strings.

Next, lower the belt on your hips with a large knife that looks good to say a dagger handed to you for protection.

The silver patterned knife with the slightest decoration unraveled was a gift from Reggie.

He didn't come directly. One of Reggie's escort knights said, "I've asked you to give it to the Sorcerer's Palace just in case."

The knife was a nostalgic size.

"You remembered..."

After Reggie and the others picked it up at the end of the rent-free ride. They told me to take the noisy stuff off, and it was the same size as the knife I threw away.

This is very good because the sword is too heavy and the blade was me to the limit of a knife.

And I guess Reggie, who let me have something to fight for, decided to admit that while I was somewhat dissatisfied, I was determined to get out on the battlefield.

If I recall the content of the operation, I think it would have been reluctant.

Nevertheless, in a knife, you have to jump into the opponent's pocket to get rid of spears and sword reach.

That's the impossible challenge, so we'll have to do something with magic.... if you want to use it.

Then I grabbed the master who was moving through the blanket, and next to the knife, I bracketed him on the belt with a leather strap. With a string caught in his torso.

Master Horace, fixed, seems somewhat dissatisfied.

"... Hey disciple. Don't you think my treatment is too much with a knife?

"You said you didn't like being thrown in your backpack. You can see the outside, can't you?

When thrown in the bag, it was Master Horace who complained that he was bored to see nothing.

When we had breakfast, 500 cavalry men were gathered near the castle gate.

The sky is finally just getting brighter.

I, who was to be lined up in front, stare at Reggie, who rode in front of me with 500 people.

Weaving a bright blue long cape, Reggie wore a white garment that looked prominent under a thin blue military garment that was likely to get dirty soon.

For beautiful silver hair, a gold decorative ring glittering in the light of day.

It's noticeable, it's too noticeable, Reggie. If I thought it was salvation that the horse was deer hair, when I rode it, the horse's fur was brilliantly floating Reggie. I'm getting just the right background color.

Beautiful though it was plugged into the youth year, the women in the tent who were sent to the edge of the courtyard looked intoxicating.

I am too dangerous to be comforted by that appearance of anxiety.

Honestly, it just looks like a bow and arrow. Even more scary because I know it's intentional.

"I think we all have a good understanding of today's operation"

Because of the injury, this time Uncle Vayne Borderline, who couldn't keep up, stood beside Reggie and raised his voice.

"Be sure to keep our flag dead. This battle will change our territory and the future of Falgia! Glory to our army!

"Glory to our army!

About 500 cavalry men responded simultaneously to all those who watched it and remained in the castle.

I... squeezed my hands together and prayed.

Glory. May you win.

Alan slaps me gently on the shoulder like that.

"... I know it bothers you, but don't hit the flow arrow first, okay?

"Yeah, thanks"

Pretending, Alan had a happy smile on his face. But I'm not laughing at those eyes. He's worried about me. And Alan, too, must be feeling anxious.

I am a little comforted by the presence of someone with the same emotions as myself.

We're all anxious. Alan still, the escort knight will reach out to him for salvation. But a soldier who can't defend himself with supernatural force, like me, jumps into a place where a white blade can be pointed at with one of his own.

I cling to my own cheek. It hurts a little too much.

"Ugh, it was too tight"

"What are you doing, you?

"Hey, I thought I'd get in the mood"

Alan, with his neck clenched, next said, "If you want to get in the mood, this is what you're gonna do, right?" and slapped me in the back with a basin.

"Ouch, Alan, a little too much!

This one's not wearing armor like you, is it? I can't wait to get slapped with my intentions from the top of steel armor.

Not a full armor like a medieval knight, by the way, but the Alans wear armor that protects their shoulders, breasts and backs. He's also equipped with leg armor, probably because he rides a horse.

"Bad, bad. I'm gonna be like the rest of them."

But Alan doesn't have a bad look at all. While we're doing that, everyone starts to line up to ride each other. Alan was trying to get on the horse as well, so I accidentally blurred small.

"How much did you faust? Because I'm weak."

"What the hell is Faust?

Alan asks me, and I realize my mouth is slipping again. But I can't go back on what I said. Then at last, I thought I didn't have to hide it from my friends who even drank it to the absurd.

"Contracting with the devil. How to be a magician, because I've heard it rumored that way. Bye."

I find Mr. Cain inviting me a little further away and head there.

At that time, a master hanging on his waist said, "Are you a demon... strange to say, Ichihihihi," with a smudged tone, but around laughing like a monster, I think it sounds like a master.

And everyone lined up.

Whether excited or anxious, countless horse breaths filled the front of the quiet castle gate.

When the enemy is not yet approaching just beside the castle, he receives confirmation from the sight and the castle gate is opened.

Soldiers jumping out on the run.

Waiting for them to go too far, just outside the castle gate, down on earth I lay my hands on the earth.

"... come out!

Just like yesterday, a groundhog (golem) in the shape of a stack of stones cut into squares appears to gush.

The feeling of losing vitality from the inside of your body is due to the use of magic.

And I ride on the shoulders of the Earthlings (Golem) like I did yesterday. Mr. Cain is with us today.

"Hold on tight. He was about to shake it off yesterday."

Tell him like nothing happened, and Mr. Cain grabs my left arm.

My shoulders almost bounced. I think I shouldn't be conscious and I nod pretending to be as calm as possible.

I want to take a big, deep breath inside to quell the upset, but I also have trouble being distracted from it, so I breathe small, deep and let myself fall.

'Cause yesterday was what Mr. Cain was trying to make fun of the girl. Yeah.

Master Horace, who was looking at one of yesterday's cases, laughs "Isisi" differently than usual, but ignores it.

To be honest, if you think you're liked or something and you're different, I don't care because you're going to be so embarrassed!

Okay, so I'll check the area.

For the creation of the earthly form (the Golem), a deep trench existed in front of the castle.

This deep, integral conundrum will also protect the castle. I can't carry a big broken castle hammer without burying it. To the extent that it can be carried around, it won't be broken that way.

It takes a lot of time to fill, so you can easily increase your defense in front of the castle gate just by not donating soldiers.

I was secretly wrapping my tongue around Reggie's measures conceived that far. I have a wider horizon than I was just playing a game where I just level up and let them storm and destroy my enemies.

The soldiers who left were moving a little further.

"All right, I'm coming!

Speaking to Mr. Cain, I let him walk in the earthly form (Golem).

"Whoa, I want to see a moving flag."

He looks out from the gap in the dirt fence with his master hanging on his hips.

Beyond that, I can see the enemy troops who were asking about this one moving in a clear direction.

It was as if the little ants were moving in the direction we were going as they prepared to go right and left.

The enemy sees the Earthlings I ride (the Golem) and then turns his attention to the whitish shadow that runs ahead.

"Ugh. Remarkable, Reggie. No, no."

I don't care, I'm the prince! It equals screaming. I rush a little earthly (golem) so that I can follow Reggie's side.

Just a little bit. I wanted to hide that noticeable figure.

Then Reggie, who noticed, is instructed to step back a little with a hand gesture.

I can't hear you. I pretended not to see you, and when I tried to go sideways, I was scolded immediately.

"Where was your placement? Just do what you're told."

I almost stuck my breath in Reggie's stabbing gaze. I'm getting anxiety that I might have been abandoned...... I don't know what to do, I kind of want to cry so badly.

"Mr. Chiara. Don't ignore orders during military operations."

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Mr. Cain also urged me to move backwards as I sneered.

"You mustn't change the tactics you've decided. There are 300 of us this time, so we can fix it, but when it reaches 10,000, your behavior, which is particularly influential, can inhibit tactics."

"Excuse me......"

I just had to apologize.

I know. Because it was this operation to move Reggie dare.

Reinforcements are far away. But if we keep putting aside the time, this side will become unnecessarily poor.

Then Reggie's suggestion was to 'pick up reinforcements here'.

Pull enemies away from the castle at the same time. If you're after Reggie, if Reggie's in trouble, the enemy will come after you. I also create earthly shapes (golems) and chase them to increase the credibility of who I'm looking for.

I was told to return to the castle in the unlikely event that the enemy forces showed me the way to attack the castle because there were fewer soldiers in the castle.

So Reggie has to stand out.

Moreover, this operation needs to take the form of Evrard letting the prince escape to those with more troops than hanging hands until the battle of Cage Castle is prolonged and the food is exhausted.

If the sorcerer finds out he's moved too, he'll have more credibility in letting the prince go. That's why I was asked to follow Reggie's line.

Because it is important to stand out, at the time of departure, let the earthlings walk (golem), and at the break, let them scratch the earthlings (golem) in order not to think that they cannot be raided.

That's what I do.

Of course, if the enemy attacked us while we were erasing the Earthlings (Golem), Mr. Cain would hold us and let us flee as soon as possible.

Reggie said, "Mages are more precious. If it's just the right to inherit the throne, I can claim it if Alan stays at worst," because I told him to prioritize me and Alan.

Although word of denial appeared on that occasion from Uncle Vayne Borderline as well, and it was decided to give priority to protecting Reggie.

Reggie still seems satisfied. Anyway, because of what he said himself, he planted in everyone's head the path of recognition that we would all protect Alan and me if Reggie was gone.

I've never regretted it so much, not to mention my previous life.

Reggie knows that if he dies, Alan will lead the soldiers and defeat Luain. So in case anything happens to me, I guess you thought I'd be protected.

And as planned, if you rush safely to reinforcements. Now with that number, the Luainian army can easily make it into a situation where it cannot attack and come.

I don't have to be aggressive.

At the same time, if you manipulate the Earthlings (Golem) all the way on the move, it's hard to figure out that you won't be able to enter the war for a long time.

"I decided to fight..."

It was like being told I was scared to kill people and still give them time to tour and get used to fighting for me when I decided to fight.

But I didn't want to lose my mind.

Always unexpected things happen in the world. Because at that time, it would be too late if your mind wasn't even ready.