Easy Lords Fun Territorial Defense - Unnamed Village in Productive Sorcery to the Strongest Castle C

The soldiers of my men also rush to pay tribute to the promises exchanged on the walls under construction. I'm not familiar with the way things work around here, but for now I see Till and Kamsin.

Then, the two panicked and thanked each other. And, for some reason, Arte will also give thanks to everyone. I'm guessing you're not one of my men.

Determining that the alliance was formed, Panamera smiles forcefully and spreads one hand that was on her chest.

"This is the first cooperation to be remembered. If you can give me one of those baristas, I'll lend you one hundred of my soldiers for two weeks. Use it to help me with my work. But don't forgive me if I'm missing it when I return it, okay?

When Panamera said so with a pranky look on his face, the soldiers in the back line saluted him in unison. Considering Panamera's character, he'd be a pretty well-trained and powerful soldier. Hundreds of them. I can rely more than hire a mercenary regiment.

"It's good. So, this one's good with one of those baristas, right? What about trolleys for transport or arrows to be loaded?

Confirming that, Panamera walks towards the barista and observes.

"It looks pretty heavy. Looks like we should arrange one carriage for that. Is the arrow... a chunk of iron? If you do, you can create it here."

And Panamera answers. Till and Kamsin looked at each other in the words.

"Dear Panamera, I was wondering if I should keep at least one or two arrows of Master Van..."

When Camsin tells him so, Panamera tilts her neck.

"Why?

"This is a sword called a machete that Master Van made for me..."

With that said, Kamsin pulled out of the two swords he had laid on his hips the long one. The other day, during the festival, the festival was presented with an iron knife. The length is just over a meter on the part of the body and is quite heavy when shaken. but Kamsin is crying and happy to do a bare gesture before going to bed every day.

This knife thickens the thickness of the body a little so that it can be used for a long time, but the sharpness is still the best.

Kamsin showed the sword to Panamera.

"... interesting sword. You have a shape I've never seen before. But I don't feel comfortable with someone equipped with armor or a shield."

To the surprised panamera, Kamsin nods and opens his mouth.

"An unimportant sword, is there?

"Not important? Well, because the sword is a consumable. I don't give a shit where it's broken..."

That said, Panamera set up her sword. Thick, twisted sword. No, would it be close to Matchett or something?

"This is my spare. It is a treasured substitute in many wars. A little short is easy to handle."

"I see... Now if you'll excuse me"

"Oh. It would be great if I could make it even with a blade spill"

Panamera said so with a bitter smile to Camsin, who lays the knife. But Kamsin looks sorry and waves his sword down against Panamera's sword.

The sound of cutting the wind and the clear sound of a quinn sounded, and Panamera tilted her neck.

"I thought you hit it, but you just plundered it? Most of the shock..."

In front of Panamera, who spoke of discomfort as she leaned her neck strangely, the sword fell about halfway through her body, momentarily delayed.

The sound of half of the broken body falling to the ground is heard and the eyes of all are opened.

Kamsin somewhere proudly delivered his knife to the sheath, and Till gasped small to see everyone look surprised.

And then, after a while, Panamera raises her sword and opens her mouth.

"... broken? No, you cut it? It's high purity steel... that sword, isn't it iron?

Asked, I shook my head left and right.

"No, it's iron. It's just not the same."

Answering that, Panamera stares silently at the sword she holds.

So I finally remembered what the original story was and saw this one with a hazy face.

"... wait a minute. No way, that barista arrow..."

"As with that knife, it's a little sharper than normal iron arrow. Two or three armored lizards will penetrate."

"Pierce Armored Lizard!?

Panamera shouts out and reveals her surprise. The soldiers also saw the barista with a stunned look.

"... I don't mind the price in words. In addition to the barista body, sell the arrows. Let me buy as long as my financial resources are loose."

"Maido, thank you"

I smiled and replied to Panamera, who would be a customer in the future.

That night. The village thrived in a second festive mood.

No, as a lord, it's just a barbecue party, and it's not a festival by no means, but sadly, the time and scale of the festival were very much the same.

So the villagers decided to take the shark off a lot as a festival.

"Really! Master Arte is a lady of the Count's house......! Hey, thank you, Master Van!

"Master Van became my lord, and I didn't see the village!

"I'd be happy to marry someone as beautiful as Master Arte to Master Van. Come on! It's a jade!

"Silly! Master Van, we're out of the Marquis' house!

"Which one's up there?

"Stupid, you. It's the king!

Entangled by the villagers who are perfectly capable, Arte is about to turn his eyes. Panamera swallows alcohol and eats meat as she laughs at how it goes.

No, help me.

"Look, guys! Don't get involved with customers!

When I went to Arte with my hands together making a sound with my patsy, my teary-eyed Arte ran.

"The prince is here to pick you up."

"The boulder is Master Van. And now Master Arte is mellow."

"Definitely. It's the first night, the first night."

Is it with you everywhere that a drunk old man is a tough guy?

Arte's face stains bright red on the men who thrive on the lower care stories.

"Yes, sir. Swallow your uncles a little harder. No booze substitutes."

"Er!?

"I don't know how you are..."

I heard a mourning voice behind me, but I am categorically ignoring it. When Till turned his face red but frozen gaze, he quieted back like he hit the water, so let's be good.

"Do you want to eat with me?

When he heard that, Arte nodded silently.

"Well, the surveys are on the horizon, and will the wall-building be over in a month or so?

"Right. I thought this time it would take a month because of the wide range."

"In the meantime, I hope there's nothing..."

Arte leans his neck in conversation with me and Kamsin and Till.

"Um, does that mean the walled part facing the street is complete?

"No, all of it"

"Why, not at all...?

Alte to stutter. Really? Usually the walls take longer. Sure, it seems the Wang du took three years to complete first. Subsequent enlargement works are also carried out on an annual basis.

It is normal to take a horrible amount of time to do a large number of workers.

Incidentally, the world's prints changed dramatically, especially in the past, when there were fierce territorial disputes, when new nations were created or ancient kingdoms swallowed up.

For this reason, valuable four-element magicians were mostly used to protect battlefields or strongholds in intense war zones, and it was common for war prisoners, slaves, and some civilians to be used to build new castles and cities.

Sometimes, there must have been no one like me who would have engaged a leading four-element magician in building walls every day.

Well, it's just a dirt mass if you magically build up a dirt wall but leave it as it is. Can anyone help but place a production magician there?

"In the meantime, I'll ignore the normal procedures and the duration of the construction. Ideally, I'd like to build the inner walls before Rango, the pedestrian, comes to the village."

"A pedestrian? Why not? Are you dangerous?

I smile at Arte, who seems anxious.

"Anyway, I want to surprise you."