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Published at 20th of October 2022 12:32:02 PM


Chapter 242: 269 - Little bird's field of view

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The Darmskale Empire was at the foot of a certain mountain range.

This is the armory adjacent to the emperor's castle, barracks, etc.

There was the appearance of a West Castle bird, carrying an iron vessel packed in a wooden box.

Its lightweight black leather clothing is made to imperial specifications and is lightweight for indoor use.

The chest is sewn with a black dragon emblem wrapped around its neck.

"Saijo, make this guy next time"

I saw a beast man with armor there.

The ears and hairy bodies grown on the head, and the pattern, are reminiscent of tigers.

The little bird confirms that he is receiving a piece of paper that is rounded.

"It's a straight sword to let the Warriors have it. It's mediocre, but if it's in your hands, it'll be rare or national treasure."

"Is it for ten teams?

Little birds had doubts that production was lower than they thought.

Since I've been here, I've also been made some weapons from stand-alone items, such as shields, protective equipment, or oversized swords and large axes apart from mass production.

When it became an empire, the number of soldiers exceeded 10,000, which was not accurate but it was also known to the little birds.

The little bird was initially in shape.

But the number of weapons and protective equipment produced in mass is much smaller than expected.

"Oh, it's Master Gazelle's squad. There are about 10 people in about one squad, and that's about 100 in 10 squads."

"But I did hear there were more than 10,000 soldiers."

"I'm not going to leave it all to you. Whatever you say, you're a senior forger. There are a few forgers in this country, and they'll take care of the rest. But you're the only senior worker. This is the most efficient way to get ready in the shortest possible time. Besides, so far, they're only willing to let the Warrior Chief Class troops have your weapons. Good luck with your temper."

To the relatively friendly tiger beast man, unlike trust, the little bird kept a certain amount of credibility.

That's credibility in the sense that it's okay while you're following orders.

"I forgot to tell you, 100 bottles alone on a boulder is tough, right? Get a friend to help you. But do it all by yourself when it comes to forging. The quality of the weapon is good. I need you to help me with chores and stuff."

That's what I left behind, and the beast man left the arsenal.



"Workout!"

The little bird was given a dedicated workshop.

It's a multi-purpose workshop in a forge.

The light leaks out of the room at the same time as the chant.

The little birds were doing this again and again until their magic ran out.

"Let's take a break"

During the chant, it is the role of Hanoi Shawoven to support the underlying minerals or carry them on the table.

In a nice spot in Kiri, the two of them lowered their hips on the couch.

"Since Artemias was attacked by a dragon's heart, it's been difficult to secure a forger. When Gazelle's team was on their way, they were all murdered... that's terrible."

"That's why you've come to solicit me."

"The senior worker seems invaluable. Artemias had the skill to create a special magic item called Trifoul. All of its developers are senior blacksmiths and senior alchemists, and maybe the emperor originally wanted them. But because they've all killed us..."

Coming here, for quite a few days, both Hanoi and the little birds were able to see the real state of the empire quite well.

This hour of warm honey liquor overlooking the fireplace fire is the only bliss for birds today.

But I think it's better if there is one.

That day, the mind of the little bird, solicited and momentously accepted, was subtle.

It's not clear if I was right to take it, or wrong.

"How did you follow me? I think Hanoi should have stayed with everyone."

"Now? I can't leave you alone. I can't believe I let you go to the Empire alone, because if you do that, you don't have a face that fits Hitachi."

"I don't care about you, Majong-kun... because I didn't care"

"... I was still mistaken"

"It's not a mistake. 'Cause that's political junta stuff. I know... Hanoi knows what that means?

"What do you mean, what?

When I noticed, the rain was hitting the window.

The sky is also dark with rain clouds.

"I know. 'Cause you've been saying it for a long time. I've been whining all alone. Besides, that day, I told you to make it sound right to everyone, right?

"... hey, Mr. West Castle? What are you talking about?

"As I said, you've come to see us properly."

……

"Why was Kyoko-kun killed? Koizumi, Orange and Tadoko disappeared without saying anything...... I've been thinking about it. But Hanoi would know, wouldn't he? Koizumi was about to change. That's what he said it was important for us all to be together. You didn't really think Koizumi went on a journey without saying a word, did you?

"That should be..."

"You don't want to believe it. 'Cause if it's political sect, it's scary stuff. They're all scared, so they don't believe it."

Then the little bird stood up and placed the empty cup on the table.

"You're in the demonic kingdom right now."

"What, demon country?

"I'm sure you're happier than before ~. I traveled, saw what I wanted to see, ate what I wanted... I wanted to follow you too"

"Wait a minute. Mr. Nishijo, how do you know that?

There is no information out there that the adventurer Nito has entered the demonic kingdom.

The world hasn't grabbed Nito's footsteps since he left Darmsaldan.

"But... I'm sure that wasn't what started it now, long ago, before I was summoned to this world, I think that's what Majong-kun was"

Hanoi has a strange look on the words of a bird whose story flies two or three times.

"I wonder who's next..."

A little bird that twists the sink faucet and washes the cup that was on the table.

"What are you saying from earlier? You've said over and over that was Mr. Nishijo's mistake, haven't you? That's not possible, is it? He can't be alive."

Little birds don't answer. From the tone in Hanoi, agitation appears, as if in the meantime it is the answer.

"How did you get so far?"

Close the faucet and stand the glass and the little bird looks back.

And I smiled.

"'Cause I like politicians."

"That's just dependence. No more. It won't do you any good if you keep thinking about it."

Hanoi thinks it's a distorted favor.

Not even in my heart is the expression "love" a metaphor.

But now the little bird, in his favor, was violent (Abba) that Nito was a political minister.

"Mr. Hanoi doesn't have a purpose. But that's why I'm in trouble if they're after me."

"I didn't mean to follow you..."

"If you didn't mean to, you should go back to everyone. You're not going to die after graduation. You're going to create an organization of adventurers. But if we don't hurry up, we're all gonna die, right? Majong-kun isn't even that patient of a type, and someone will come out on the journey silently again"

"Mr. Nishijo!

"Now let's get back to work, shall we?

The little bird's mouth contained a slight grin. But my eyes are not laughing.

Hanoi looks a little angry at such a little bird.

But the look on the little bird's face remains the same.

Then I heard an alarm from outside the room called Cancun.

"What!?" and Hanoi.

"... an intruder?

"Intruder?

"'Cause there's gotta be a war yet, and it's either that or some country's been setting it up."

So when the momentum opens well, an earlier tiger beast man enters.

"Oh my god! Someone broke into the castle!

"I knew..."

"Keep your guard up, too. Especially Saijo, I can't let them take you away. If that happens, my neck will fly. Keep quiet here if you have the right weapon, okay?

"Okay. But what do you mean I'll be taken? Is it true that the blacksmith was captured?

"No, it's not. It was the White Cats who were caught. It seems that all the captives of the White Cat Clan and the Beast Man who have been grabbed from the Beast Nation by the mouth seal of the Beast King have disappeared from their cellars underground."

"White cat..."

But the story was the first for both of us.

"It's a hell of a story. I can't carry that number first, even with metastatic magic. But using such magic should leave traces. But they have no trace of magic."

"So you're still lurking in the castle."

"Yes, if you know what I mean, stay still. The question is over."

That said the tiger beast man left the room.

"It was a hit," the little bird whines at the aperture.

"I can't believe I caught you... I knew this country wasn't normal"

The little bird laughed couscous at that word in Hanoi.

"What? …"

"Yeah, it's a little bit more now - I just thought. 'Cause I'm talking more about it now. That was a little funny, that's all."

This is probably what chewing down bitter bugs is all about. Hanoi looked like that.

"Is that it?"

"Hey, now what!?

Suddenly, a black vortex appeared in front of them.

It was small at first and stayed at a certain size as it expanded gradually as it wound the vortex.

It's a vortex that twists and bends the space.

Then a white robe wrapped around him from among the vortexes, and he who concealed his face with an unusual full-face mask appears.

There are two twisted horns growing in the mask, and is the model a human skull?

But the mouth is stunning with beastly peeling fangs.

And he showed up completely.

"They can't find me. Because you can't sense magic. And then I hope you guys don't make a scene."

- Anc Amadeus.

The blood of the merciful, supreme leader. A white demon appeared before the two of them.




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