Isekai Mahou wa Okureteru!

Since Trinity and Titania announced their participation in the battle between the Empire and the Demons, the Kingdom of Astel has responded quickly.

The brave man's earlier willingness to fight the demons and the princess of his country's adherence to it prevented him from sitting down, announcing that he would immediately provide support for the Empire.

With Titania standing out, I guess I had to move. Later contact showed that the information had just not been passed on to the Wang capital, and it was impressive that Titania was relieved.

"Good for you"

"I don't feel safe yet. Yeah, but it's not like I'm going to tell you it's going to take me a while to get ready and not come out right away."

is the interaction between Trinity and Graziella. It worked, but it depends on what she says and what she wants to do. It may be that the army will not move against the will of the King's capital because the cause of why the information was stopped is not yet known, or that if the Empire is driven to a disadvantage in this battle, it will have to pull back against its will to prevent secondary damage.

We must bear in mind the condition that the Empire must always retain its dominance.

Whatever it was, the Mizumins were generally in the area ahead of them from where the Demons were proceeding with the army.

The northern part of the empire is a mountainous area, with a number of mountains at high altitudes, and where the Mizumins are now, they are still lush in low mountain areas, but if we go any further, the ups and downs become more intense.

In that case, the soldiers who gave out the full number were left to work and the positions could not be created. That's why we're building the main unit in the hilly area in front of us, while trying to intercept the Demons.

The cliff-backed main formation is widely taken and lined with numerous tents. Other than that, impromptu walls, barricades made by sharpening out round-tails like horse fences, trenches and bunkers containing wizards and bowmen were built on multiple fronts.

Not so many days have passed since the army moved out. Besides, the land is also a wasteland prone to wind and wind damage. The position being built at a rate no less than that of modern architectural capability in such a situation would depend heavily on magical power.

In empires, when creating positions, many wizards specializing in soil and rocks are assembled, such as soil attribute users for work that requires terrain fluctuations, and wood attribute users for work that requires wood, etc., and they build huge formations in the major factors.

Things around it would be the strength of a wizard's rich empire.

In a painting of a formation as if it were unrelated to Amplification, Shuiming looks up at the clear sky and opens her mouth.

"Don't get cold when it's just this high..."

That's the coolness of the wind blowing, so I'm not telling anyone alone. Not enough to whiten my breath, but the temperature difference from around the Imperial City of Philia Filas made me feel pretty chilly right now.

The current season is early summer. Even when it started to get hot, it was an easy environment to spend time in because of the north when you were in Imperial Capital, but because of the wind flowing over the mountain ranges, it seems that just going a little north would make the area colder. The breath you inhale is always refreshing and makes you feel like after eating a menthol-based treat. Her throat was refreshing and her breath was refreshing.

After a glimpse of the dark blue sky characteristic of the mountains, Shuiming drops his gaze on the gravel path. There was a refill still small, rocking a red ponytail.

"Refi, how's the body? Looks like we're gonna make it?

Refile answers quietly to the question whether to return to Mizumino.

"It's cheap. Just a little more... I'll be back to where I was in a few days"

"Then you're gonna be okay."

If Refille feels at home herself, there won't be any particular problem. Since it has become smaller, it is time to build a magic formation and perform rituals to restore strength, so it is time to consider the period.

As for Blank while she was getting smaller, she seemed to have even less of a problem. It is unclear whether it is because of the power of the Spirit, but as long as I envy the side that said so.

Pretending to wear clothes is uncomfortable on this battlefield. However, the view of the distant sky is somewhat distressing. Even in this chilly environment, is it because the birth is further north than here?

In the corner of the position where the soldiers still move busily, looking at the blue sky between them, a voice is heard from behind the lid.

"Lord Swimey, Refile"

Turning to the call, there was a look of Fermenia walking in the presence of the soldiers.

"What's going on? Fermenia."

"They can show you their future policies in the big tent behind them. Lord Reggie and Her Royal Highness are on their way, and they want you to come, especially if you don't have anything."

"Okay."

Shuiming nods, accompanied by Fermenia and Lefir, to the tent behind him.

After passing a tent filled with cluttered drawings, objects and gulls, and close-knit martial arts officers, we finally reach the front of the great tent after two checks.

Once inside, the general and staff before the advance hung it in a solemn manner. Follow Fermenian guidance and lower your hips near the Trinity Two who had already arrived.

And the commander in chief was Renate Philus Riseld, brother of Graziella and first prince of the Empire.

Beautifully wrapped in a luxurious outfit with long blonde hair and a number of ball hair embellishments. Next door follows Graziella and sits majestically in the upper seat.

That's what happened during the incident in the Empire, but he seems to be quite the type of person who comes out on the scene. In this case, it would also be the creation of a track record for the succession of the Emperor at a time, whatever that may be.

Lennart muttered quietly, "Are you all set..." He stood up and turned to Mizumi and Trinity.

"Let's greet the generals first. Her Royal Highness Princess Titania, you've come a long way. Astel wouldn't have moved without your participation. Thank you."

"Because I also had doubts about how to get out of my country. It's a pleasure to help you."

Titania interprets Renate's apology with grace.

Just to say hello, there was a great deal of trouble, but even then, after finishing an exchange that smelled like frigidity, like pre-construction and rhetorical rhetoric, Renate also gives tribute to Trinity and Fermenia.

Eventually, the glance will also be on Liliana sitting in the last seat and

"It's a strange thing to speak to someone who is no longer a subordinate on this occasion. Liliana Zandaik."

Renate makes a slight grin on his face, like when he is shown even sarcastically. I guess there is no mixing of sounds to blame on the voice because it was the result of the negotiations bent away from Twelve Youjie.

"I followed Sumei as she joined the team."

"A guest hall in another world."

"Yeah, we're out of time."

Shuiming meets gently towards Renate. I was going to take a seemingly attitude, but Graziella originally gave the look of Renate, who also had a bit of a taste for it.

"Hmm? You're talking differently today than you used to."

"This time I'm in a different position than I was then."

"Right. Careful. It hurts."

Last time we negotiated the case - there was also the exchange of Liliana and Romion, which was a delicate position, but this time we came to cooperate. He is not an enemy, he must be treated carefully, he must be older, and he must also take account of Shuiming. Renate, on the other hand, is in a delicate position of being a guest of the other world, so the treatment is appropriate.

"First of all, thank you, too. I thank you for teaching me how to move the Union and the Autonomous Prefectures"

After Renate's apology, Graziella turns a delightful grin.

"I didn't expect Reggie to make that statement."

"Oh......"

Mizumi, who didn't expect to be thanked for the change in the matter, remembers when she took the measure.

That was the end of the meeting at the Eight-Key Mansion. The story of the Union and the Autonomous Provinces not moving had not been resolved,

- If you don't provide reinforcements or support, try to tell me you're not going to help.

That's what I suggested as I sat in my living room chair on my way to Trippe II with half a laugh.

Full of pranks, it's also new to my memory that I was told I was whispering about the devil.

Trinidad and Trinidad snorted at it and combined it with a hand in moving the Union and the Autonomous Prefectures.

When such a circular was given in the name of the Salvation Church, both the Autonomous Prefecture and the Coalition, which had just decided to be static, ate bubbles, and summarily sentenced support for soldiers, supplies, etc. It was once again confirmed that the power of the brave was strong, although it was not certain how effective it was for the brave not to come to the rescue or whether they would be abandoned by the goddess, even if they were attacked by the demonic tribe and in crisis.

"That was a total oddity. We don't follow that one. At first, it would have been your word if even refugees coming from the north would have accepted it, but I couldn't afford it. It was one of Kaishin's best hands."

"No, I don't think it's as good as that... it leaves me wondering if anyone else could have come up with it"

"That would be because it is repelled to impose on the brave for man in this world. There are past examples of how if you take revenge on a brave man, he will surely come back. It's the most restrictive thing to do, such as make people say they won't save other countries. That is against the will of the goddess. Even if I do, I can't tell you how scared I am."

"I see, you mean you couldn't do it from the ground up"

Listen to me, and I'll convince Shuiming too. As Lennart put it, other countries also positioned the brave men as the use of goddesses - that is, absolutes, and neither Astel nor the Sardias Union thought hard about manipulating Trinity or Hatsumi. Hadrias' obsessive behavior would be the exception, but it would seem to draw attention to forcing the brave, even without malice. I don't know what kind of calamity would come down if I bought a brave man's unhappiness with it, and more importantly, it could be treason against the goddess, so I can't get him around the plot badly.

When I realized it, I noticed that the severity of the gaze being directed from my surroundings was greatly alleviated. It was all about gazing at which horsebone you were looking when you entered the great tent, but thanks to finding out you were a summoned friend with the brave, swordswallowing, including gaze, has just been lost, turned into an admiration, an admiration, a favor.

Even aristocrats and military seem to treat them quite sacred when it comes to brave related matters.

"- So it's quick, but I want to make sure about future moves. Some of these will know, but the vanguard has already moved it, causing the demons to stop. Until you get reinforcements, support, etc. from every realm, I want you to move on every side to stop the Demons from legging."

Lennart poking his hand at the desk and skipping the rough guiding principles. The point is to buy some time until you're ready, but in contrast, Lephile raises his hand with doubts.

"His Royal Highness Prince Renate. There is too much difficulty in separating soldiers on this scale and stopping them. Thoughtful, shouldn't we intercept with all our footprints in place?

She must have listened to Lennart's instructions and associated such bad hands as the gradual putting into battle. It is true that the task is a stumbling block, but given the depletion in combat, etc., it is not otherwise strange to think that sending a large number of soldiers only to a stumbling block is a waste of battle power. Then it would be tactically more reasonable to make full use of this position and the interests of the land to intercept it.

But there was no response to Refill's objectionable opinion. Instead, Lennart, whose eyes are rounded like a plate, leans his neck more suspiciously.

"His Royal Highness Prince Renate, how are you?

"Oh, no. I just realized, are you absolutely certain that you are the Temple of Nothias?

"Yeah, yeah, but"

"Really... uhm"

Renate growls, confirming it was Refile. Its trouble-mixed tannic side still represents confusion about self, as if my eyes and memories had gone crazy.

If you don't ice dispel his suspicions like that, Graziella tells you what she sounds like.

"Brother." It seems that the Spirit's power can cause the Shinto Temple to spin like that. "

"What a dick!! What is penis!!

Graziella gives an abusive grin against Refill, who protests. A convicted criminal. To make fun of her, I guess I said it on purpose.

Refill glances at Graziella, then pinches a cough that doesn't look good on her little body and tells Renate she's still stunned.

"We're looking like this now that we have a few things going on, but we'll be back to where we were in a few days. Don't worry."

"Oh well. It's hard to give yourself the power of the Spirit..."

Is this the end of Lephire's story about her body, or Lennart had nothing more to ask.

... When people see an unknown phenomenon, they say they sometimes give up thinking about it, but I guess this is the same as it is.

peripheral reaction, on the other hand, but there was not a single suspicion or complaint about the matter. This seems to be because it's the same reason we talked earlier about the power of the brave.

Stop, the switch seems quick after the conversation is over, and Renate quickly returns to his flashing face.

"Now, the answer to my earlier question is that I'm committed to stopping, probably because I anticipated that the reinforcements would arrive later than planned."

"And say?

"As Lord Shinto put it, it's more important in battle to bump into one unit at a time than to divide up a number of troops. After stopping with no current force left, he pushes back the Demon Clan with his merged reinforcements. It's a tough fight. Initially I thought so too, but decided that it may not be possible to align my footprints in this formation due to the changing circumstances. Therefore, while holding back the demons marching from all sides with their present forces, we will have a showdown in the rear than here - so we have taken certainty."

Teatania raises her hand this time to Lennart, who explained himself somewhere mocking.

"His Royal Highness Prince Renate. So it sounds like we're abandoning this formation?

"Exactly. Does Her Royal Highness Princess Titania seem like a waste?

"Shallow."

"No, you said mean things like a stupid sister. Our army is rich in wizards, so abandoning this formation is not too painful. I mean, you fish the Demons. Stay to the point of stopping until you are ready, abandon formation and retreat promptly. After that, we're going to fight in a bigger formation than here."

I see. That would be a reasonable measure in the present situation. I am not forced to rush to the handle and I am conscious of dealing with them with many soldiers.

If you leave the formation as it was like Lennart said and retreat, they'll make you think you've eaten bubbles and escaped, and if the demonic troops who saw it get on track and go out on their own pursuit, it's profitable. It is not impossible to wait in the rear line and destroy each. The devils who move the ground and the devils who move the sky, the speed and slowness of their feet also make a difference in the march, yet this rugged mountainous area. The other side has difficulty in aligning footprints, so there is a large formula that fits into the measures.

However, it will also have to be borne in mind that if people move beyond what they think is common sense of tactics, like the last time Hatsumi was trapped, it would turn around and become dangerous.

Whatever it is, I can't do anything about it. As Shuiming rubs his jaw to keep it in the corner of his mind, Renate mentions the movements of Shuiming.

"At last, the warrior lords, the general, will be at the mercy of the main army and will be able to move flexibly."

"Yes, I understand."

Trinity nods without any doubt at Renate's instructions.

On the other hand, Teatania and Refill were muttering their words in a half-garden way: "I guess," "I guess," he said.

Trinity leans shoulder to Mizumi, who was also in her chair.

(... Hey Mizumi. We both knew what His Royal Highness Lennart was saying. Wind, but why not?

(Because it's a bad thing to have someone from another country take a handle on it within the beginning. First of all, if you don't let the Empire's generals handle it, it could sound like morale. Tia and Refi, who are accustomed to battle, know very well that we are a tough force to deal with)

(Oh......)

(If an Imperial General can name a winning star in the first battle, he'll have to wait until the situation puts him in, or even a backwards showdown)

Wins and spears in the first battle are the most important on the old battlefield. If it was Titania, the general, who got it, the Medal First Class would be hers. That would be an uninteresting story for imperial humans. For the same reason, Trinity, called in Astel, was also avoided. It is often said that we will keep it in formation so that it can move flexibly.

(It's tough having to think about that too...)

(Totally)

(Then we did our part just by moving other countries)

(Most of them. Well, for being a brave man, you'd expect a proper showdown)

That said, a large part of the role would have ended, as Trinity said. It's basically the treatment of famous humans in battle and such. You can either use your name for publicity (propaganda) or you can impersonate your responsibility for defeat.

When we are done talking about the movements of the Mizuki and Trinity, we now begin to move on to the fine assignment of the imperial generals. Until earlier, they began to argue, listening very hard, as they took the lead in taking dangerous assignments to earn medals. I cry out loudly, how brave my army is, how dangerous it is for your country.

When the previous stage of such a handicap was at the end, the curtain of the entrance was opened on the lid.

As he turned his gaze to the sound of the cloth rubbing, a large figure stood with a robe together at the entrance to the great tent.

Upon greeting, when the hood of the robe was taken, there was the face of the old man. White hair, dripping cheeks, countless wrinkles that make you feel old, and dimpled eyes buried in a tired look with a glimmer of glance. There he was an old man with a certain kind of pregnancy, with a strong temper that he would never say old and handicapped in old age.

When the old man on his knees bows his head, Renate speaks.

"Gorgan? How's it going?

"First of all, I would like to apologize to His Royal Highnesses for all that has gone wrong in the middle of the military debate. I want every general who's been trampled on to forgive me peacefully."

That's what I say. I'll bow my head once now, old man. He hung up Lennart's question and pinched his apology, and he just told the general he was no better than he was in that apology. Smell the old age from words and deeds. In this way this old man is also an imperial general - a fairly high wizard, I guess.

Liliana whispers in her ear as Mizuming looks to Old Master.

"That one, Gorgan Bartwood Gort. The leader of Empire Twelve."

"That means"

Who hits a boss under Liliana or Rogue? If it is a battle that will shape the fate of the Empire, it will also be imperative to come out.

Renate asks Gorgan again, who doesn't apologize and try to open his mouth.

"So?"

"Ha. As soon as His Royal Highness has the courtesy to ask for it"

"You know what? Did you? Something unusual happened."

Is it rare to ask for a favor? When Lennart unexpectedly raises the eye lid, Gorgan's gaze falls on Mizuminos.

"What's up? Is there something in the valiant lords?

"This time they will join the ranks, and we will hear them fight."

"Yeah, but? What's wrong with that?

"In a nutshell, let's say dissatisfied,"

"Disgruntled? So you're saying the brave men are unhappy with their participation?

Gorgan goes on with the look he said he was unfamiliar when he sends a similar gaze to blame for what Lennart meant.

"If it's already been decided, we're not going to make a difference either. But since some of them have fallen out, there is a voice among us, the Twelve Youjie, that we are not convinced."

"It doesn't mean they have command over everything, and I don't fly instructions to you guys. You don't think I'm convinced, despite that?

"It's not a question of whether you have command."

Gorgan slashed Lennart's words below his words. Lennart narrowed his eyes, unable to measure the meaning of the word, and instead, Graziella, who had guessed as soon as possible, rattled his nose.

"Hmm. The point is, are we good enough to line ourselves up?"

Gorgan nods and affirms Graziella's unraveling. Then it was Titania, not anyone, who reacted to it.

"Old bones, do you disrespect Master Reggie, the valiant savior, or me?"

Was Gogan's word of dissatisfaction a statement beyond tolerance for her? Usual, is, flips from tone to tone, and speaks out in such harsh terms as those in a high position use. The atmosphere of the venue is gradually daunted by her temper, to sword swallowing. The eye is filled with anger, just because the next strange thing to say is I don't quit slaughtering on this occasion either.

Even every general present on this occasion was enough to sweat on his forehead. Teatania is a swordsman nicknamed the thin slayer princess. The air that can be obeyed has sharpness over the blade of the escape.

But I'm still exposed to such a blade-style cage. Can you afford a gorgan, and I spin the words in the same way.

"No, there is no doubt about the strength of Her Royal Highness Princess Titania, who is accused of being a valiant princess or a thin slayer. Therefore, dissatisfaction and so on and so forth. But how many of the other people you take with you can call it enough?"

Who, it was not identified, but I wonder if Shuiming, Io Kuzami, or Liliana are the places where the words are going to question their qualities. There is no mistake, as there was a prerequisite in advance with the 'loose', except Trinidad and Titania. It's not straightforward, so it also solicits disgust.

Then Graziella opens her mouth.

"Gorgan, I tell you before, all but the valiant of salvation and Her Royal Highness Princess Titania are treated as if I had brought them here. Oh, yeah. You still think I'm unhappy?

"Afraid."

"Grandpa."

Graziella glances at Gorgan, who does not give way as strong, and then throws up in dissatisfaction. Now it seems that Graziella's accompaniment and the anger of some generals have also increased, and the swordswallowing inside the Great Tent was applauded.

... In this case, even if you're unhappy, you just have to shut up. But the problem is the influence of them Twelve Youjie. If you tell your surroundings that you have a problem with the power of your fellow brave men and that a human being with as much status as Gorgan presented it in a military council, there will be a lot of dissatisfaction and morale there. That's not a good idea to keep the army. If there is a clear spear of dissatisfaction, it will surely shed its shadow.

Gorgan can be said to have taken military morale hostage to pass his claims.

There is no way to judge a war because it helps. Graziella, if you will, but the general of the main army is Renate now.

Gorgan opens his mouth in the air with numbness.

"As for Lord Brave Reggie, Her Royal Highness Princess Titania and Uncle Whiteflame, I have no complaints"

"So you doubt the qualities of others"

"Ha. It was Liliana Zandaik and guests from different worlds who were named among the Twelve Youjie"

Among Gorgan's designees, there was no refil in it. Maybe he hasn't noticed because he's getting smaller, just like Renate.

Io Kuzami narrows his eyes as if he had heard even jokes that aren't funny.

"Hmm? You mean doubt my prowess, you have good balls. How desirable it is to gather dead branches and make them look thick."

Gogan's eyebrows hoisted at a dangerous angle at Io Kuzami's insolent tales.

"Daughter, watch your mouth."

"That's my dialogue. Aren't you the smart one? Have you been too old to forget the importance of language? Hmm?"

Gorgan only stared quietly. I guess I decided that the contention was barren. Eventually we divide ourselves into staggers with a fierce eye, and now we turn to Liliana.

"I think you know what Liliana's capable of.

"Let us have the merit of our previous work as Twelve Youjie and the matter of our role in solving the case of Imperial Capital, but in the end the one who has fallen out. Doubts about qualities are inevitable even from the Twelve Yukie."

"Can't you believe the one who slipped out?"

"Not just our Twelve Youjie, but each general and soldier will too. I'm sure you'll have a reputation for the case in question, but the same goes for the number of voices you don't like."

Gogan says, but isn't Liliana going to make an inadvertent statement? He listens in silence as he is told.

Eventually, when I finished talking to Liliana, my indented eye gaze turned to Shuiming.

And then there's me.

Gorgan didn't have anything to say in particular, he nodded loudly and said nothing more.

"So Gorgan. What do you want me to do?

"Those three, if you'll let us try it"

"Try, what?

To Lennart's inquiry, Gorgan looked up to the ceiling in a white manner,

"Right. How about working with the three of us?

"I understand your request. But I don't know what they're going to get. Now that we know what they're capable of, how does that affect them? Even if you don't put your glasses on, there's no way you won't let them fight you, is there? This is a demon opponent, too. There should be more than one person."

"Whatever the outcome, it's pretty good to join the fight. But all we need is the fact that we tried."

"I see. Then you mean to show the admiration of the Twelve Youjie."

Lennart seems to have understood Gorgan's stomach, and he speaks out like he was good at it.

It is no longer a simple plan to convey the strength of outsiders (jibbers) to the surrounding area by combining them, and to lose the pan. One of the reasons would be to seal the objections that rise from the Twelve Youjie, but from the flow of the story, I guess we'll use the fight against outsiders as bait and show the authority of the Twelve Youjie again around us. They were sacrificed. It's bad to try the brave, but if you're one of the brave ones, you'll almost drop it, and it's easier to give than the brave ones. Whether you win or not, it's when you can boost the fame of Twelve Youjie to Dashi the Brave.

Now that a star called the Brave One is flowing from elsewhere, the thought of trying to make one star shine stronger than another is clear.

Shuiming sighs in a pioneering manner that all the talk is going on and hence coming to the frontier of whether it is that or not.

"I can't help it."

Spitting out without even trying to hide the billionaire was against the constitution of the organization and what would happen next.

But it's not like Mizumi doesn't remember either. There are these people in the other world. It is often easy to be arrogant to be powerful, not just magicians. They are fighting to doubt the strength of the opponent they have batted against, and to gain strength and leadership on the spot.

It is so barbaric, then, that in the other world a thousand nightclubs are brokered in advance, but there can be no such intense authority or anything in this world.

Gorgan thought the puked sensation of Mizumino was unsatisfactory, or a slightly sticky gaze poured in. But to Shuiming, who has crossed with many sorcerers so far, such a gloomy awesomeness is already the wind to Willow. He nodded without looking at the gaze he had been directed at, saying that he was not going to care even for the feelings he often tended to say.

And the indented eye gaze folds away, his gaze narrowly flanks his eyes, and he looks at Gorgan again.

He looks like a big old man and is a skilled user dressed in a moss green robe. It must have come not only with the magic of the elements, but also with unrestrained hands on every mystery. It can be seen that the left end of the evidence, which is no longer overwhelmed by a small amount of influence, is beginning to appear on the body.

Cloudiness occurs in the eyes, and fingertips are thin yellow as dead grass. I guess the guts aren't better for this minute either. Contrary to his robust appearance, his torn body is already worn out. But the mystery seeker can see a glimpse of extraordinary ferocity from within. It will be the work of those who thirst for mystery to shine the light that old baboons will show in their eyes.

It's not that Mizumi doesn't feel anything like it, but when she looks at her body, she still has a strong sense of the tenacity she gathered with dead branches, as Io Kuzami reputed by looking inside out.

Fulfilling, Gogan's desired game will come true in the words of Io Kuzami.

"I don't mind. Kick away what you insult. Isn't that a pleasant story? I love Japanese situations."

"I don't mind, either."

The word was followed by Liliana. The glimpse of unwavering confidence, with no whimsy whatsoever, is it because of the new mystery gained?

The last thing to answer, however, is Shuiming.

"Wow. I'll do it too."

With their agreement, he ends up having to do it, too. Even though I think they've been flushing me lately, Shuiming gave up sighing.

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