Another World Transfer in Game Character

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"'Our stuff'!? Don't be ridiculous! This land, this labyrinth is mine!

The man (...) reveals his anger by ripping off the apparatus on the table.

Blood vessels were floating in his temples, manifesting the intensity of his anger.

"This is nobody's property! It doesn't belong to that woman, it doesn't belong to them! It's me, I'm here all the time! That 's-- what!

Not afraid of scratches on his fist, he punches the table with cancer.

I don't care because the core heals on its own in Ko (...) Ko (...) where I have suffered some scratches.

"The man who says that Hill is also sloppy. Running away... if this happens, I'll... waste my points, but position the monster externally - huh?

So the man revisited the screen on the crystal column again.

The pictured footage conveys the trends of the adventurers on the ground in real time.

They had entered the labyrinth and brought out some things.

"What, those guys... are you kidding me -? Funny, if that's what you're going to do, you can stay still for a while. You can't beat me inside the labyrinth anyway. Let's take a look."

While brewing tea from the pot, the man took his seat again.

On the surface of the cup, he had a funny face, as if to expect it rarely.

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The adventurers who managed to get back to the village with this body.

The expression was all uniformly cloudy.

Troops that may be able to summon infinitely, weapons that say the latest guns, and operational failures.

They were much heavier than usual and dropped shoulders.

It's the weight of a failed goal to protect the village.

"... how many people got hit?

One of the adventurers muttered so in a tired tone.

Another adventurer answers this.

"Not from what I've seen. Five. Maybe they're doing more."

"Seven. It's a smaller number than when we left. Definitely."

Seven people are dead.

The words hang heavily on Hill's chest.

This dead man is undoubtedly a lost sacrifice due to the awkwardness of his command.

"Hill, hey! 'Cause you're a bad commander."

"Come on, I'm not wrong about this guy"

Adrian controls the adventurer who tries to eat and hang Hill.

His words, approaching behind the enemy as a scout force, are heavier than anyone else's.

That was definitely because it was the most dangerous battlefield.

"But -!"

"Who could have imagined such an enemy? If it wasn't for me, I wouldn't have been able to make a decision about retreating until I was more anxious to do my job and stacked my sacrifices. That timing was perfect."

"But... you don't regret it!

Grabbing up Adrian's chest barn, the adventurer weeps.

Or maybe it's because his people are dead.

"I regret losing. But it's wrong to push it on Hill alone."

"Such an honest argument - I don't want to hear it!

A man who collapses to the ground when he drifts.

Karon is also exhausted by the lives he couldn't help.

It was exactly how the defeat looked.

"I don't mind, Mr. Adrian... he's right, I'm responsible too"

"It's not your responsibility alone."

"That too, I know. But I have to admit - we failed to defend the village."

A squeezed voice, as if to tell yourself.

That was the twelve manifestations of his remorse.

It will be more a line of defense involving the village than it was a defense at base.

That's not his intention, and there's no element that can beat that amount head-on.

But...

"I'm not going to end up like this either. If it's not appropriate to protect you, I'll take every hand and seal it in the hands of the Kennel Kingdom."

That was his statement of determination.

Then, when he returns to the village, Hill flies the instructions early in the arrow succession.

As if to feed on defeat and distract its remorse.

Allow the adventurer to retrieve the desired material, place it and evacuate the citizens.

Its impatient guidance led others with unspeakable force and was ready for interception before dawn.

"How's the arrangement of 'seedlings'?

"All is well. Don't worry, I did this."

"I don't mind. All responsibility should be pushed to the kennel. Our purpose is to shatter their thoughts."

"Map of the world, it changes, doesn't it?

"As long as history has a name and envy."

"Not infamous, huh?!?

The look on Hill's face responding to the adventurer seemed like a lot of fun.

A look like a child setting up a prank.

That used to be the same look that Regul-Talhan frequently floated around.

"What's the evacuation status?

"The majority of our citizens have already been transferred to safety zones. The union's distribution of 'fire boxes' is also over."

"That's a big deficit. Well, there's just no choice."

"Loading livestock, too?

"It's going well."

Ask another official to confirm the evacuation status this time.

A fire box is a fire resistant box that the union punishes when it deposits an adventurer's item, characterised by a selling complaint that it also withstands dragon braces.

Hill has never actually seen a dragon brace, so I don't know if it's right, but it still doesn't affect the inside at all if it's about a little fire.

"How are the slimes breeding?

"We're on a steep pitch, because it's not going to be that easy to breed melt slime,"

"Hurry up as much as you can. They need to attack."

"Yes, sir."

Hill circles his thoughts as he engraves the checks on the paperwork.

The man who says that Xynn can even summon a gun-equipped soldier.

Then the battle from the front is overwhelmingly unfavourable.

No matter how handsome the adventurers are, the sacrifice has to get bigger.

Surprises no longer work, and there is no time to strike.

In this spacious meadow, we can't even use formation to stand in our favor with tactics.

If so - Hill thinks.

"I hope we don't fight properly. Disrupt the enemy's purpose. If you think only about that one thing, you don't even have to fight."

Their aim is to get this Yumil village and make the labyrinth ours.

By doing so, I suppose the goal is to keep this meadow trading route in hand and get access to resources from the labyrinth as well as even the right of passage.

This village of Yumil has now found great significance as a new trading route in the meadows.

The rightful Yumil herself has no great obsession with profits, so he overlooks them… Tariff in this village and you can expect considerable profits.

Some taxes would be permissible because until now trade routes, like those that half-way around the continent by sea or land, would be able to cross the meadows and connect them in a straight line.

of Bupuls - no, I guess the aim of the Kennel Kingdom is at this tariff.

If we hold this back, we can expect to see less of an economic sanction for the Adventurer Support Union.

And that means getting out of the economic control of the Adventurer Support Union.

The birth of a new economic force, which will be a presence that will shake the balance of power on this continent.

I can anticipate that Kennel's aim is to replace the power of the Adventurer Support Union.

"If you think about it calmly, you'll find out what the purpose was... not at all, unless you're sorry you were confused"

As long as I know what the purpose is, I can think of any means of obstruction.

Of all these times, I just chose the doughnuts in particular.

"The mindless of the seven dead and the humiliation I have suffered. Shall I ask you to take it all together -"

With a nigga and an evil grin, Hill decided to evacuate with his staff.

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Clavan left the camp after the days turned out to be pretty high.

Because the aftermath of the outrage, which says it will set fire in this meadow, was prolonged.

"Damn, what were you going to do when the fire turned to the village, that fool. Next time we meet, they'll kill us all."

"Hmm, are you going to do that from the start anyway?

"... Xynn? That's, well."

"I'm in trouble to kill them all. Don't forget the reward?

Clavan is forced to pull his hips as he is turned to a shady gaze.

The King also knows what this man is capable of.

As long as we have the money, we can summon almost infinitely more troops. Besides, if you're going to call even an artillery squad equipped with the latest guns, you can't take it lightly.

"Oh, a slave, a mansion, and gold, right? As long as we hold down Yumir Village, we can take huge tariffs. It's easy to get what you want."

At the beginning of the encounter, he was a dwarfed young man, but with each passing year his nature is distorted and his transgressiveness appears on the table.

Does the person understand that, too, people were getting worse.

But still, it was far better than a gunman named Ox.

The man freely manipulated a weapon called a gun, and even his colleagues tried to ravage it lightly.

If Ox had still survived, Kravan's position would have been in jeopardy, too.

That's how good it is to fight alone.

This xin, on the contrary, is highly combatant in the military.

With the 'Warring States History Simulation Game' and the ability to do it, I could say that the ability to place troops is good for war.

Moreover, his own abilities are much higher than those of ordinary people, in addition to being able to summon soldiers armed with firearms, even if they are not as good as Ox.

For Clavan, who is in a position to say General, he is a potential competitor in the future.

That's why I took part in this operation to take in Xynn.

Take command of yourself and let Xin raise his martial arts to grace you. And if you make his wishes come true, you will not turn to the enemy.

The character of this young man is much easier to see than Ox.

"How's the money?

"If it's about three grand later, I can call it in without a problem. I don't have a general to direct it..."

Commanding an army is talented.

Those who possess it, besides General Klavan, only have a deputy general named Com and Dolph.

And Xynn, surprisingly, is inferior to its command. This is due to the narrow vision that leads the soldiers.

He is good at looking at maps and making tactics, but lacks the ability to understand the placement of soldiers when he stands on the actual battlefield.

I could tell he was behind Ox because of that.

Even the most Com and Dolph have five hundred limits at best they can command.

Even Clavan doesn't have much experience when it comes to commanding more than a thousand soldiers.

On this continent, where there is little war, there is not even enough experience to lead hundreds of soldiers in the first place.

Is it about the northern dragon exorcism or the time of the Great Flood?

"You can fight, twice or three times."

"Anyway, next time, the village can fall. It won't be a problem."

If only the village were to fall, the troops could be replenished with the funds there.

I can replenish my troops with the funds I replenished earlier I attacked.

Xynn's ability to march while ravaging assets, like Inago, could rightly be described as a threat.

"Do all transferees have the ability to be like the Lord?

"It depends on the person. Some are as good at personal combat as Ox, while others can only demonstrate their ability to ravage in limited situations like Tamon"

"Tamon..."

Another metastasizer, held by the Kingdom of Kennel.

Its doom outweighs even the ox lightly. However, because it is too destructive, its use is severely limited. There will be no appearance.

I mean, as long as we keep this xin in place, there's nothing to interrupt his prosperity.

Draw a future diagram you haven't seen yet, and Clavan laughs at it.

Not long after 200 soldiers began marching on the village of Yumir...

Unexpectedly, a great forest of depression appeared before them.