Fun Territory Defense of the Easy-Going Lord ~The Nameless Village Is Made Into the Strongest Fortif

"No, I'm sorry I laughed"

That's all I managed to say. [M] My mouth is still loose, but is it calmer than before?

Panamera looking at me with suspicious eyes and Arte looking at me worried. Espada and Dee, Kamsin are still watching Panamera without alarm, but there will be no more clashes here.

I'm not aware of it at all, but the sense of urgency seems to have diminished thanks to my laughter. The boulder is you, Van.

I smile bitterly and open my mouth against Panamera.

"Now let's correct that mistake"

"Mistake?"

Nod and answer to the panamera that frowns at the root.

"The only men I had put on were two kids there named Kamsin and a maid Till. I didn't get much money."

Saying so, Panamera's eyes narrowed.

"... then what are the knights and butlers there? I don't care what you think of the two young knights outside."

When Panamera hears that, Dee opens his mouth faster than I answer.

"We voluntarily followed Master Van. He said it was a drop-off and escort, so he jumped out. The other day, the Knights Commander gave me an immediate return order, but I ignored it."

And laugh luxuriously. No, it's not a laugh.

"If we have a return order, we need to go home. They're gonna let you leave, aren't they?

I will say so, but Dee only laughs joyfully and painfully. As I looked at it in disdain, Espada opened her mouth this time.

"I'm already an old bone on this street, and I heard Master Van was going to the country, and I retired and came here as a good opportunity. As a hobby in old age, I teach Van all about my knowledge."

What an annoying hobby. Harassment?

I would like to complain about that, but lately Espada's lecture time has decreased, and since it takes about an hour a day, it is not so bitter.

Dee teaches swords not only to me and Kamsin, but also to the children of the village, so the training time has been reduced slightly.

Well, neither of them makes a difference to what I do every day.

Do you still train this evening and study after dinner? When I thought so and smiled bitterly, Panamera opened her mouth with an indescribable face.

"... So how are you going to explain the transformation of this village?

I answer that question. [M]

"Shall we actually have a look?"

"Mm-hmm? Where are you going?

Standing up with an answer, Panamera frowns suspiciously again.

"It's outside. We were just about to build a new outer wall."

Saying so, Panamera stood silently and Arte also hurried up his hips.

When I take him out, the soldiers, who were brilliantly aligned, turn this way in unison. No, you saw Panamera.

As I looked sideways at the soldiers, I headed to the front entrance and exit of the village. Then Panamera, who followed right behind him, turns sideways to the soldiers.

"Go on an inspection. Continue after five meters. Longitudinal."

That's all I said in the end and walked out, the soldiers quickly rearranged themselves and continued later.

The villagers are gathering to say what they are in the atmosphere, but I wave one hand instead of greeting them. Anyway, there are nobles in the back, not noble children. It is disrespectful to be dealing with the villagers.

Well, if a child talks to him, he laughs as much, but as an aristocratic society, if there is a nobleman of the highest rank, that's the priority. Oh, it stinks.

"Oh, will you all bring the woodblock?

Remind him of the lack of materials and tell the villagers who were nearby. When the villagers replied, they ran to gather manpower.

Um, measure it well.

Then he crosses the bridge through the gate, and as he goes down the street for a while, Panamera opens his mouth in a hurry.

"How far are we going?

Are you still suspicious? Well, that would happen if we took him out without even explaining why.

So stop on the spot, check around and see Esperda.

"Around here?

"Right. If it's one side of the hexagon, it won't be a problem here. The corners are a little further."

"Right. Well, let's make it about two meters wide so we can fix it later"

Copy that, sir.

After such an exchange, I look back to Panamera.

"Well, we'll build the walls."

"... now?

Send an eye contact to Espada, roughly a surprise panamela. Espada, silently consenting, begins chanting on the spot. In about ten seconds the chant was over and the magic activated.

Just beside the street, the soil instantly rises and huge walls of soil appear. The width of the left and right is about two meters, but will it be more than five meters thick? It is also likely to be ten meters tall.

"Mm, was this... were you a retired leading four-element magician? But when magic is lost, this wall breaks down and loses its power."

In front of Panamera, pointing that out, I turned to the wall of dirt I had just done and put my palm on it.

Is it because it is rising from the earth? It is a wall that contains not only earth, rocks, but also bones, volcanic rocks and some ore. Then there is as much material to bond.

I would like to aim for complete concrete if it were meant to be, but I don't have enough material for each material. So it's first aid.

After seeing the walls solidify, we take the wood blocks that the villagers carried in total.

"… was the ingredient used in the house?"

As Panamera looks at it with interest, I'm just joining the woodblocks and creating the gates at once. The shape and ruggedness were consciously constructed as well as the coating of metal later.

Van, a woodblock craftsman, built a five-meter two-way gate in just over a dozen minutes. By the way, the shape lasts five minutes. I spend ten minutes on patterns and decorations.

The top of the gate will now be as good as this as connecting to the opposite wall later.

"Okay, I guess this is it"

So he shrugged and looked back, and the Panameras looked up at the gate with a flashing face.

Those disciplined soldiers who were marching correctly also round their eyes and mouths, exposing their missing faces between them.

In a situation where everyone uttered nothing, a confused alte opened his mouth.

"... of Master Van, what is his magical aptitude"

To that word, Panamera regains her sanity.

"Oh, yeah. What's that? How can you do this? What the hell..."

It still seems confusing, but Panamera has managed to calmly ask questions.

I laugh vaguely as I flaunt my shoulders at it.

"Unfortunately, it's the magical aptitude of the production system. So all you can do is make things."

Telling him that in a sense of self-derision, Panamera opened her eyes and shifted her gaze to the gate she had just been able to do.

"... this is all I can do and I don't know what I'm sorry about. This power is a threat. If you're bad, you can build a base in a month. After all, the Marquis Fertio intends to attack Count territory with this force..."

"Oh, my father doesn't know anything about my powers. Because he was thrown out the moment he found out he was unfit for four-element magic."

Answering that, Panamera narrowed her eyes as if she were frightened and exhaled.

"... stupid. What an inconvenient choice. With this power, the Marquis has become more dramatically mighty than ever... no, if you don't know, can't you even imagine? I couldn't have guessed that a production magician would have this much potential with me."

I point in the direction of the village to Panamera, who is whining about it with a rugged face.

"Shall we go home, then? We'll be building walls tomorrow."

Saying so, Panamera nodded with a complicated face.

"... Got it. I still wanted to see this wall built, but I had no choice."

And I nod honestly. Apparently, Panamera's misunderstanding was solved successfully.

Good. Good.