Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

The castle was not large, but only a small stone pile on the outside.

There are no high walls because there are walls that cover them, including the castle towns.

If the wall is broken, we'll have to surrender. Unless it is broken instead, it has been the way Baron Cassia has fought so far that the townspeople will also participate in the defensive battle.

The castle is not huge either. Due to its lack of function as a fortress, the interior is also decorated with beautiful paintings on the walls of the fun white lacquer called the spicy hall.

One of those rooms, in a room that entertained visitors, was kneeling on the floor in front of the person sitting on the couch, Viscount Weber, the Louain nobleman who now owns Cassia Castle.

A boy with blonde hair stretched to his shoulders standing behind the youth stared at Viscount Weber, who was all over the gray hair, snapping at him as a young man.

"We sincerely apologize for relaxing in such a small room..."

"No, never mind. I'll be done for anyway. Just give me this."

The red-haired young man sitting on the couch offered him a small bottle that he deserved to hold with a pinch at his fingertips. The colour of the sand accumulating at the bottom of the bottle is black red.

"Oh, oh. The magician's powder on me?

As Viscount Weber admired, he looks up at the bottle the young man holds.

"It's from the Viscount of Sorcery in Falgia. Evrard's Prince's army has magicians, right? I'm guessing you're going to use this to exterminate it."

Viscount Weber gives thanks for the momentum he frames.

"Thank you! Fort Cronfard fell faster than I imagined, and the soldiers were coming upset. Now we can use a little countermeasure."

I guess I was in a pretty hurry. Viscount Weber's grin seemed heartfelt.

"Then I'll go. Good luck."

The young man gets up and walks out with the blonde samurai boy.

"I will drop you off, Your Highness Isaac"

Isaac held Viscount Weber down with his hand as he tried to follow him.

"Never mind. I came here for the wild. I don't want to be overlooked too much.... and I'm not Your Highness"

"Excuse me, Your Majesty Isaac."

When he sees Viscount Weber, Isaac just leaves the room.

As he left the castle grounds, Mikhail boy, who was walking one step back, snapped to a sigh.

"If I were to make you say it again, I should have had a crowning ceremony..."

"You have no choice. My dad smashed it and it was just the right time to lock my brother up when he was going to negotiate with Falgia. Now would be the best time for you to do it."

He said it was a small voice, but it seemed to sound like Isaac. To his response, Mikhail adds, "I know,"

"I didn't have to participate in the Falgia attack at the same time as Ruein."

"I can sell my thanks to Luain. I can look around at the situation in Falzia, so it's also advantageous later when it breaks with Ruein. When I held Trisfeed down, all I had to do was re-enter a healthy soldier, so I had no problem making about 10,000 soldiers travel longer. I guess the advantage you gave me was too good."

"Guuuuu..."

That's what Mikhail did in wisdom.

"But you used to get extra sand from that magician."

Asked Mikhail says it's obvious.

"It's easy. Because I just switched trying to mix it with someone else's food and drink. Who did I say? Trisfeed's daughter. The people leaving with him had two bottles, and I borrowed one of them."

"... what?

Pocahontas and Isaac, who opened his mouth, said to Mikhail slightly.

"You can do tricks or something, Kuchi?

"I'm surprised. Is that what I ask you? I got lost in the departure, so it worked. It was the lady who didn't need to be vigilant with her strength or her head, so the knights with her were very alert."

Isaac laughs when he hears it.

"You, so you drop another guy in the underworld for this experiment"

"Because this is all for the country, too. … once you don't try to make it fail, you won't be able to wash out the problem"

I knew there was a magician, so if you want to measure its power, you just have to direct it to get the magician out. Then the magician's deviation is best.

"I knew you were smart."

To a laughing Isaac, pompous Mikhail.

"I'm... I'm not smart. It must be like bad wisdom. Why are you praising me for getting involved and abandoning my happiness?"

Even if you stare, Isaac answers nothing.

But Isaac's legs, who tried to rush ahead for fun, stop when he heard screams, anger and cheers.

Its origins are far away… it looks like one of the gates on all sides of the wall that surrounds the town.

"... not too soon?

Mikhail blinked and nodded, too, at Isaac's words.

"If you leave after a croford without much rest, that may be the case..."

"I guess I'll say. We can't even get out of this, can we?

"Let's hide, Master Isaac. We can't stand out."

Mikhail says to sigh.

"Anyway, this place will fall soon. The inhabitants will also let Evrar's army inside through the other gates in order to bear out the Luainian army. If someone in that town decides to be old and young and starts waving an axe, you can't beat a soldier stationed in Cassia first. It was an unexpectedly fast raid."

You don't have to put down an ambush, but if you're inviting soldiers, you have sesame seeds. The Luainian army, whose readiness has been delayed, must soon cause soldiers to break into the town of Cassia.

"No, no, Mikhail. It's good to hide, but we need to see the experimental results."

Mikhail grabbed and stopped Isaac's cloak as he walked out that he should go near the gate to do so.

"Is that what you can say!? You're the general! Salehardo's!"