Kokugensou wo Item Cheat de Ikinuku

Early in the morning, when I woke up in a hurry to slap Oracle and Hellman, I decided to leave early.

Even so early in the morning, Deacon Knight (Senecial) Kato is a little surprised to have been awake. Exactly. Old people are early in the morning...... I guess it's the deacon's head.

When I said I wanted to leave early, he said, "I'll take care of everything later," without asking why.

That's good to hear from Mr. Cato, he wants to hire us in.

But Lord Emmehardt, who seemed to have slept, also woke up.

"Your Royal Highness, at least don't let them have breakfast."

"I'm in a hurry!

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, Eleonora's up

But my wish is also vain, and Eleonora in Negrije wakes up because of the bummer. You're a princess. Sleep tight.

"Take this, brave man. You'll have trouble going to Imperial City with guns alone."

I thought I'd get some complaints from last night, and with a slightly strange face, Eleonora offers the 'Black Cedar Wooden Knife' that she had in her hand.

Indeed, a wooden knife more durable than steel becomes a weapon than a lousy magic sword. The color is also black, it fits my black robe perfectly and is just right for my hips.

"Oh, thank you"

Say thank you, or this is mine originally. If you think it's nowhere, did you still hold it without returning it? They finally returned one of the two bottles.

But it's not like Eleonora, who seems to feel uncommonly good because of it, is telling me to give her another bottle back, even though she'll drop it off with a clear smile.

"Be careful and come... Takel"

"I'm coming, Eleonora's breathing."

I knew it was last night, and, uh, dude. I thought it would get tangled up and loud again, and the crying crow laughed already, so I don't know about the woman's heart.

Is it because the princess knight looks slightly cute in the morning, smiling and waving her hand off in her princess outfit? If you were a woman, you'd be a beautiful princess.

When I looked at it like this, I was someone else last night.

It would be nice if Eleonora, the princess knight, meant she was somewhat of an adult.

Successfully, flying to the vicinity of the Imperial Capital, Herman tells me to get off in a village near him.

Exactly, flying to the Imperial City is too conspicuous.

"There is a village in the northwest of the Imperial capital lurking in the Resistance for His Majesty's rescue. It's a hassle around here."

"Maybe that smoky village."

"Become!"

Hellman was finally getting used to aerial levitation, but he was blueing his face again.

I'm not so surprised.

Because as we approached the imperial capital, we saw plenty of cities that had been plundered and places where devastated villages were burning.

Such a tragedy, it is stranger that only the village where the Imperial Army resides is safe.

This level of expansion is anticipated.

The question is whether the villages where the Resistance Army (Resistance) lurks against the New Empire are normally plundered by bandits or attacked by troops of the New Empire.

"Hellman. Anyway, let's go down."

"Yes, this means that the enemy has broken Ajito..."

Oh man, I tried to solve it crisply and retreat, but from the start this makes the ahead compassionate.

Upon entering the village, a group of coarse spears, dressed in matching leather armor and just bracketed a blade on a stick, were arguing with knights and soldiers who appeared to have been hiding in the village.

"Hitcher, burn it, burn it!

"Damn, the miscellaneous soldiers!

The people attacking the village were somewhat more tense miscellaneous soldiers.

You haven't heard that in a long time, Hitcher.

"You don't have a hitcher..."

"You're a typical villain."

Oracle is also frightened. I don't have a hitcher at all.

No, rather, it stays. Is that why you're a hitcher? Primitive footsteps, not just in the sense of being a bad guy. Perhaps these are the kind of people that the miscellaneous soldiers are organized as a medieval 'villain' for now.

I can't help but think so when I see that higher-looking miscellaneous fish fighting well against their former Imperial Army opponents just because of the momentum.

Knights and soldiers trained as regular armies are gradually being taken over, surrounded by numbers.

The way the enemy fought was already unscrupulous.

The guy who hasn't surrounded himself with a spear throws sickles and other blades. No, if you have a blade, it's better, and some guys are picking up stones and throwing them.

The Resistance used the village buildings to protect them, but they were caught on fire with pine lights.

I guess this is the regular army of the enemy, as far as the poverty of incompatible military uniforms and the outrage that sets fire to the village seem to be just bandits, but it is also a unit that has a sense of collaboration by rolling out lightly over a hundred people to such a small village.

Is the coup force originally like a rally of burglar breakdowns? The quality of the soldiers was, clearly, the lowest.

Herman, too, joined the knights in the battle, and I watched calmly the battle taking place in the village. I have some judgment on the situation, but I wanted to observe a guy called the Imperial Fist Army, who is going to be my enemy.

The enemy is not coming this way because he is wearing a black robe with some hidden effect. Neither Oracle nor Kaara will, because I won't get my hands on it.

"Dear brave man!

"Here! Shut up!

This is a covert operation. Since Hellman calls without reading the air, he only ordered Oracle and Kaala to join him appropriately.

I don't want to waste valuable ammunition on such a bandit opponent, but I carefully pick a target and decide that a relatively fine young man in iron armor with tungtung hair stretched out on his bowl-rolled head on horseback is the commander, carefully targeting his head and releasing the ammunition.

Bash and magic gun (rifle) make a dry noise, headshot!

A young man who was swinging a loud swing and scolding his men to make fun of him rolls off the horse.

As soon as possible, there were three commander Kingsguard-like miscellaneous soldiers over here who said, "How dare you do Captain Massive!" He pulled out his sword and came towards me, saying something like that. That you can see I knocked him down, I wonder if you know the guns, these guys. Or do you think it's some kind of magic?

I calmly shot myself in the shoulder with three heads coming at me, a chest and only one mistake at the end. Well, he won't die instantly on his shoulder, but it won't be possible to continue the fight because he's rolling around with gagging and groaning.

"Ugh, the battle is over because the commander has been hit..."

... you haven't. Shit.

Even without a commander to issue the command, the rebels will not stop because of the momentum, on top of the disorderly attacks from the beginning.

"I see, a mob is a pain in the ass. Kaara, I'm done!

"Yes, Father! Kaala Demonia Demonics commands the earth, the earth, the hissing ground, tearing, and returning the lowly enemy to the earth!

Kaala unleashed the advanced magic of the earthly system, the magic of the Great Earthquake (Earthshake), when her hands were spread out that she could do all she could for the first time in a long time.

The earth shaking violently, the cracks of the ground, and the cracks of the earth making a boggling noise and opening swallowing enemies. The enemies that were raging around were wolfed when they saw their fellow buried alive in an instant.

If this happens, only enemies who lose command will lose ahead of us. I didn't care about the guy running away, but Kaala's stone bullet and Oracle's shock wave took over quite a few.

If you say so, a senior magician is a natural threat in itself, there is nothing you can do from the beginning where it took about a hundred soldiers per miscellaneous army.

I just don't use the massive magic that knocks everything down in a flash.

For once, they're distinguishing between enemy allies.

On the contrary, Kaala judged herself, even if I did not order it, with the magic of the rain clouds, and even put out the fire on the village.

Whether it's rounded or getting used to the way humans fight each other, Kaala has become more user-friendly with her ability to apply and subtract force. Sounds good.

"Kaara, I'll give you a compliment. You just have to do it like this."

"Yes, it is a fitting honor for the Father of the Nation!

When I praise Kaala, Oracle will praise me, so I'll stroke your head.

There came a village daughter with long curly hair of honey color and thanked me.

"Thank you for your help, give me that name"

"This is Silesier's..."

"Hellman!

Hellman usually startles me because he tries to introduce me to being a brave man. You, I've told you many times that this time it's covert.

When you find out I'm cooperating over here, it's a subtle diplomatic matter.

"I'm, uh... a displaced black musketeer (Driff Gunner). That's why I came to the scissors."

I put a black hood on my eyes and let it decide, but that, my cool name. Are they pulling something?

Something to say, the girl, with a deep smile that seemed complicated, lay down her pale brown (hazel) eyes and still repeated, "Thank you, Master Gunner".

Why did you look away?

Yeah, I guess I made some mistakes. I thought I was not a bad name, but is Black Musketeer (Gunner) odd by this country's standards?

Should I have given it a more decent pseudonym?

No, this kind of thing will settle in as I say it. Even if it sounds odd at first, it's going to get cooler and cooler, it should be a out-of-the-box win.

Having made up my mind, I wore a black hood that burned in the sun and greyed, letting my gun stand against the setting sunset.

Cook, why don't you make a decision pose and a decision dialogue?

Wake the Bandit King was saying, it's the same type of shooting, so you can pack Wake or something. This is how you trick a robe into putting up a gun, like "The Extinct and Rebellious Demon Bullet"!

"Dear Mr/Mrs State, that's cool!

"Driff Gunner, that's cool."

Stop it, you guys, it's embarrassing me. It was my fault. After all, it is difficult to get to the frontiers of the wake.

The villagers were watching us in that stupid conversation. It kind of hurts my gaze.

Well, I guess they're not really villagers. It seems that all the thirty or so inhabitants of this village are knights and soldiers, disguising the villagers.

My gaze at us coming with a light nori is cold because they are the ones who are staging a decisive resistance to rescue the old emperor and his granddaughter.

Or it feels obviously suspicious.

I'd like Hellman to follow me, but this guy is a Cottecote knight and he's the type who can't do any abdominal arts, so if he sucks, he'll have trouble being revealed who he is again.

An earlier honey-colored curly haired girl came on behalf of the villagers, or soldiers of the resistance dressed as villagers.

"I'm late, Master Gunner. My name is Twitter, and I'm a court musician."

It's back to normal, but the musician Twitter laughed.

The girl who thought I was a pretty village girl, she said, was a court musician.

By the way, when I asked her how old she was, she said she was twenty-four, and she was wearing a so-called village daughter style apron dress (Deandre) with a white blouse on her green torso, so I thought she was a cute girl, but was she a sister more than me?

Well observed, her well-maintained, moist, elegant curly hair doesn't look like a village daughter. No matter how you look at it, you only look like a teenage little daughter, but you're an elderly man and a court musician.

You can't even look at my girl. Is the voice cute also because I'm a musician?

But when I hear more about how even musicians participate in the resistance, it seems there are special circumstances to her participation.

If you ask me, it seems that this rescue unit was formed because Twitter identified the position of the old emperor and his granddaughter, who are imprisoned in Imperial Castle.

"Well, don't worry, Twitter. Hey, Hellman."

I send my gaze to Hellman and I send eye contact asking him to follow me.

"Oh yes, I say this... no, this is like winning because you are an invincible black musketeer who can follow the Demons"

"Did such an amazing person come to you for a grant"

Twitter's voice is bright. Exactly, musician, he has a good voice.

Well, it's hard to help a claustrophobic royal family in Imperial Castle with just about thirty people, even suspicious reinforcements like me would appreciate it.

If I'm on your side, it's like winning, so I'll take care of it.

It's a coup, even if I say it's a fistman emperor, I guess the enemy is full of such mutts. Just us and Hellman can get us out.

Of course, I've never crossed it to have more allies, but a small number is easier to do rescue operations.

This village will have to give up because its enemies have found out, but that will be fine too.

When we joined the Imperial Resistance, we launched an invasion operation into the Imperial capital of Nortmarc in order to move immediately to a rescue operation.