Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga - Chapter 301

Two days after our unexpected meeting with Cheryl and Seneran, Asillie and I finished preparing to head for Raviel after completing the request procedure at the guild.

“Then, I’ll take care of the house.”

“Have a good trip.”

I got on the horse with Yan Thie, whom I had hired at the perfect timing, to send me off.

The guy is dressed differently than usual. This time, in the process of buying my new clothes, I found something I really liked, so I bought it right away and put it on, but looking at it again, I was quite satisfied.

“Aren’t you uncomfortable?”

Laika, wearing something like a military dog tactical vest she had seen in her previous life, lifted her head and looked at me. To be honest, I was very surprised that there was such a thing, but the merchant explained that it was a fairly popular product in countries where there are many people who train and fight canine monsters, including wolves.

Of course, it was not a bag that was attached to the vest according to the specifications of another world, but something like a leather plate that had no meaning to Leica, so it cost a little extra to remove it and attach a bag, but that didn’t matter anyway.

It’s very cute.

Just as many cats can avoid death simply by being cute, Laika covered the extra cost with her cuteness.

Thanks to that, the merchant who touched some money kindly informed me that those who use this tactical vest are called beast trainers. It was to the point where I thought that maybe there were more reincarnated people than I thought.

Come to think of it, even if you look at the empire, there are a few cultural relics that seem to have skipped a few steps in the development of civilization.

Thanks to that, the possibility that there were more cases like me somewhere on the continent besides the hero suddenly rose, but I decided it wasn’t a problem to worry about right away. Not only could it simply be a legacy left by the warriors who flowed into the past, but there was no way to confirm it.

Anyway, as if it matched my ocher-colored hair, Laika, who was wearing a vest of a similar color, twirled around in place.

[Just like that!]

…It’s not like I gave him more magic power, but it seems like there’s a change in my vocabulary to express my emotions. Where do you pick up and eat something weird?

Just as I was about to fall into rational doubt with my eyes wide open, Asilie, who had just finished preparing, mounted the horse.

“Is it okay if I don’t say goodbye to Ragnis this time?”

“Ah, I stopped by while I was out shopping, but I heard that Sir Radnell Vandes was away training.”

I was halfway dying the last time I saw it, and I don’t know where or what I’m training for this winter.

Listening to Sir Lenissa’s explanation, it was quite a Spartan class, but the next time I met her, I wondered if she had really become a ‘combat’ wizard. There was nothing to be in a hurry, so I started off slowly and explained my feelings and situation, and Asilie smiled strangely.

“Didn’t I say that Ragnis had considerable magical talent?”

“I hear? Because the students of the Imperial Academy were surprised.”

“I heard that a born mage grows at a speed that cannot be ignored, so I’m looking forward to it. How strong will Ragnis become?”

“…why do you expect that?”

“Isn’t it obvious that Ragnis became so enthusiastic about magic because of Eldy’s influence? Isn’t it natural that the survival rate is higher if you go with a reliable ally rather than rushing into the demons alone?”

Still, there is a position as Marquis, but it’s a bit difficult to fight directly… What crossed her mind was that Ragnis was in a situation where he had to prove his abilities, so there might be a possibility unexpectedly.

Right now, Ragnis is already in a difficult situation, but the reality is that most of the people around him are trying to take advantage of her.

Honestly, when the royal family used her as a scapegoat to hit Envelde, I thought that Lord Radnell Vandes might be in the same line, but seeing her train so enthusiastically, it was because she had other intentions or was not interested in politics. I guess I didn’t know the aftermath.

Anyway, except for Lord Radnell Vandes, the only ones who really want to support and help her, rather than trying to use her, are only the Ogatorf family.

Of course, Sir Lenissa is a reliable ally, and I am a person who cannot stand by if something happens to Ragnis, and I will be able to provide my own help to Esmu within the realm of reality.

But that’s just the backstory of the Marquis of Levien. Neither Sir Lenissa nor I could annihilate the Demon King’s army alone, and Esmue couldn’t abuse the power of the princess at will to mobilize troops or money. If the empire’s breath comes in too much, it will cause problems.

We can’t help much with the manpower and money that Ragnis will need later.

Even if she recovers the territory by matching hands and feet with the royal family, what follows is not a pleasant manor life, but the beginning of new hardships and adversity in which she has to protect the manor from nothing and help the front line. All actions, such as receiving, eventually return to debt.

That alone is annoying enough, but it’s not the end. Even after reclaiming lost territories, the most important people will not come back if there is no assurance that they will not be taken again.

Do you believe in the military power of the Marquis and the kingdom? Did you miss anything before that? No matter how much they miss their hometown, most of the people they really miss will have died there, and in the end, refugees from other places will have to be put in the Marquis Command. Who would want to walk to death voluntarily? Due to the war that has already been going on for 7 years, it has reached a point where it is impossible to reassure the fugitives in the category of ordinary people.

If this world was a gnostic fantasy world led by Ragnis, it might have been possible to create a plausible situation with numerous talented people around as vassals, but even if it were only capital, it was in a situation where it was struggling with a talent shortage, so I couldn’t even dream of such a thing.

It is not a problem that can be solved by one or two people and solved with a few pennies. It might have been a simple land battle, but as long as the opponent was a demon, most of the things following Ragnis were uncertain profits and huge debts. Nobles want to roll that debt and make a long-term return.

In the end, the best scenario for her was to create a kick-ass epic that could pass as one of the clichés of many stories in her previous life.

Something that stands out on the battlefield, becomes a hero with both arms and intellect, gains wealth, fame, and connections, and lays a solid foundation.

If that really came true, as Asilier said, the situation of stirring up the wire with me wouldn’t be absurd at all.

“What are you so worried about?”

“It’s just. The first time I heard it, it was negative, but when I thought about it, I thought it might be like that.”

“Huh-huh. Right?”

It feels like there are only girls around me who know how to fight properly.

I drove on, thinking that if I continued like this, I would not be in a position to say anything to Siegfried.

◈

It was a very cold day. It was a bloody cold day with a strong blizzard overshadowing the campfire next to it.

Winter is like that, but since I’ve been doing most of my recent activities indoors, it was even more chilling. Originally, I didn’t even plan to go through this cold, so I didn’t know if it would be. I was doing an outside commissioned activity that wasn’t even planned, but I didn’t hate it. Because it was better than dying unluckily.

Abnam, a rank-and-file adventurer who had settled down in Englem and fled to the edge of the East, where he had no clue about because of the appearance of Eldmia, knew very well that a life shivering in the cold was better than a corpse that could not feel anything.

“Uh, maybe it’s because it’s closer to the north than Englem. It’s filthy cold, Captain.”

One of the men who stood guard with him trembled while uttering a nonsensical sound. Yes, Raviel is closer to the north than Englem. If another ignorant person had said something like that, he would have clicked his tongue.

“Bastard, the talent of making people laugh with nonsense is excellent. Put in some more firewood. The work is still far from finished.”

“I’ll warmly put in two.”

The subordinate, who smirked and kicked the guy putting in the firewood and scolded him to put in another one, acted like a clown, saying good things, and gave a laugh in a desolate atmosphere. Even though he acts like that, his skill at using people is amazing, so I can’t hate him.

“It’s comfortable because it’s a job that only requires people to do the hard work and protect it.”

“If you’re comfortable, your pockets will be tight, dude. Even if it wasn’t for Raviel’s talk about freeing money, I wouldn’t have.”

Excluding the guys left behind to maintain the business, the 15-year-old subordinates cost money just to move.

However, it was impossible to tell those who insisted on taking refuge only by themselves and tell them to take care of themselves with their own money, so Abnam had no choice but to find a job where he could naturally earn money as a group and pose less risk while he was hiding.

“It’s rare to be as dangerous as a monster that’s gone blind in winter, but it’s cheap compared to risking your life. Didn’t a couple of other guys say they were attacked by goblins yesterday too?”

“It was an orc.”

“Ah, I see. At least they were better friends.”

A bunch of orcs near the fucking gateway city. Apparently, the evacuation procession caused by the demons was not the exclusive property of humans. It was clear that he would have to be busy for a while even after returning to Englem, but Abnam decided to clear his head and enjoy a break, not a break.

But even that wasn’t enough. Abnam sighed as he wrinkled his nose as he chewed the handful of snow thrown into his mouth by the blizzard that didn’t seem to stop even while he was yawning.

“When will this fucking blizzard stop?”

“By the way… Captain. Someone’s coming.”

The subordinate, who was laughing and playing clown, pulled out the sword he was wearing around his waist in a natural but very fast motion and spoke. Because he believed in those subordinates, rather than being nervous following them, Abnam looked into the forest, which was hidden by the blizzard, with an expression that everything was boring.

“I can’t see very well. Two? They must be on horseback, right?’

“yes. One is big… and the other is rather slim. It might be a woman.”

Raviel’s officials always rode in wagons, so it was highly likely that they were travelers passing by or adventurers who came to replenish the staff after receiving a request. With an extremely low probability, it could have been psychopaths approaching to destroy the village, but Abnam I didn’t bother discussing that possibility .

wearing a woman I can’t even remember when was the last time I smelled flesh.” ”

You smell it all the time.”

“My armpit is enough for the smell of a boy’s sweat,

dude. ” In the meantime, the visitors passed through the blizzard and approached their location, which could be called a temporary checkpoint, and thanks to the close distance, the subordinates who were able to identify the other person felt admiration, caution, and absurdity at the same time.

Vigilance saw the warrior next to him. Lastly, absurdity saw the dog panting and jumping between the two horses. Only

Abnam had to feel a different emotion this time alone, unlike his subordinates.

‘What the fuck Eldmia did? Come out of here?!’

the feeling of fear.