Chapter 25 (1/2)
After a Different World Transition, I Founded a Nation in a Week
AN: If the earl's heart stops, Ren is the culprit.
The author’s reasoning power s.h.i.+nes!
—Earl Villiers POV—
A variety of races descend from heaven one after another.
Humans, beastmen, elves, dwarves, a crowd of people from various races from all over the world are falling from the sky.
Neither the knights commander, the knights, nor the gatekeepers who were watching from a faraway place was able to say anything upon seeing the spectacle which does not seem to be real.
Meanwhile, Bowarei yelled at the people descending from the sky as soon as he confirmed their faces.
「What are you imitating! Earl Villiers is here! You're all rude!」
You are stupid!
They are a group of magicians who can cast flight magic. They might be court magicians from the country of elves.
They are only around 20 people but can still be called a threat.
Because not many people from our kingdom can do that.
Because he stupidly barked at the group of outstanding magicians, even Zackson gives Bowarei a penetrating glare.
「Baron Bowarei! Be a little quiet!」
When I scold Bowarei, he had a fake smile while being surprised and bowed many times.
It’s not a n.o.ble thing to do. But now is not the time to care about it.
Which country has such a magician group? The only thing that can do this is an alliance of three or four countries.
Then, within the five great powers, the other four countries formed an alliance excluding the Rembrandt Kingdom?
That would be the worst. The threat of the group of magicians who uses flight magic will make a diversion from the west and the horde will be attacking the north, south and east at the same time.
When I was blowing cold sweats in my head with the Rembrandt Kingdom's destruction in my mind, the last one of the group that came down from the sky came down.
Looking at that face, I was again astonished.
「What, you haven’t been out of town yet?」
The guild master said that he's an exceptional rookie, the one who took a rude att.i.tude to me, the Earl, the adventurer Ren.
The group of magicians follows behind Ren and builds formation in an instant as Ren moves forward.
While I was still speechless by the magicians with amazing degree of kneading, Ren is already standing in front of me and looked straight at me.
「Sorry. All the mercenaries who came to Grado village has been captured.」
「…Hou. That's excellent. Did it end without uselessly marching here and putting out extra expense? Well, I only moved my private knights and the resident force.」
I will keep talking to Ren in a natural way as much as possible.
If you look at the att.i.tudes of the group that is lined up behind Ren, it is easy to imagine that this person is the one who put these abnormal magicians together.
The problem is if Ren was a general or a royal of some country.
If Ren and the people in the back are just mercenaries, it may be called a revelation for me.
When I was thinking about various situations in my mind, again a stupid baron opened his mouth.
「This idiot! You're in a situation where you hindered the great n.o.ble like the earl's movement without permission! Your head is still intact because the earl is gentle! A n.o.ble face…」
「Shut up! Bowarei!」
Did you not feel this bloodl.u.s.t? This idiot!
The bloodl.u.s.t are swelling up from behind Ren.
The resident knights of Ramblas, who have experiences of war, seemed to have looked at Bowarei with wrath from behind.
Do you understand that a place is necessary to drop a topic like a n.o.ble face!
「Is that so? I’m sorry for that. Then, let me at least show you hospitality in our base. Ah, the knight order are invited to.」
「… Base? Did you make it in some city? I’ve never heard of such a story.」
I asked unintentionally because of the content of Ren's dialogue and his very poor suggestion.
Bowarei is already dissatisfied to the point that it already appeared on the entire surface of his face.