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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 326

The spirit's head tilted to the side after reading my expression. Even though I couldn't read the expression in the burning flames, I could tell that it was a gesture expressing doubt..

[I sense something undesirable about you. Why do you worry about your physical safety but feel uncomfortable about the fact that nothing is wrong??]

After all, even through words, does it mean that it is the sense of a spirit? After thinking for a moment about what the appropriate answer would be, I explained it as simply as possible..

"It's good that my body is fine... but I don't know why. I thought I felt my body's limits every time I used my magical power excessively. So what I'm feeling right now is... it's like the fear of the unknown.."

'I was using magic power, but it turned out that I was doing it at the cost of my lifespan, so my body was fine.' If it's the same thing, it's really not good. Because I didn’t want this life to be short-lived.

[Um... I see. Since you live with death by your side, you are worried about the anxiety and threats that unknown territory brings..]

"That's correct. Even if it's later."

The spirit was silent for a while and seemed to be thinking about something. I waited for a while, feeling the cool breeze blowing from the forest burning everywhere, and soon the spirit's finger slowly moved towards my heart..

[Is this the ‘limitation of the body’ you felt??]

Ugh?! No, no matter what, it's a bit difficult to feel it directly...?

"what."

For a moment, I remembered the huge fantasizing party I felt when fighting the orcs, and I flinched. What I felt was the feeling I get when I consume excessively the magical power in my body..

"Uh, yeah. This feels right."

[This is just a signal that the magic power in your body is running out. You just have to fill it in like you did when fighting orcs.?]

"...yes?"

No, what does this mean? Does this feeling of your whole body aching and even breathing difficult just mean that your magical power is depleted? The spirit's head tilted once again, perhaps because he sensed shock beyond surprise on my face..

[In the first place, you......]

Oh wait.

Just wait a minute. This isn't real, this isn't real!!

Oh, don't be so damn cool! ah!!

The sensations that were clearly felt just a moment ago disappear, and the voice of the spirit begins to become unheard. His eyes, which had been open wide, tried to force themselves to close, and his entire body felt weak..

[...After... horsepower......]

The blazing fire that placed its hand on my forehead, whose expression was still unreadable, seemed to be smiling gently for some reason. As if you understand what I'm up to.

But that was the spirit's situation, and of course I couldn't laugh at all, so I raised my upper body with all my strength and shouted..

"No, it's not really like this. It's a spirit.!"

"Wow!!"

And then I woke up to a huge headbutt with someone in real life. Thanks to you, I came to my senses, but my head was busy cursing about this situation..

Even if it's vicious, it's too vicious. How can the timing be cut off like this?!!

However, without any time to wallow in the unfairness and the intense pain I felt from my forehead, Asilier next to me started touching my face again and again with wide eyes..

"Eh, L.D.!? Have you come to your senses!? It's okay?"

"...huh. I'm okay, sister."

Seeing Asilier, who must have not slept well for several days, was emaciated and her ears had fallen down to her shoulders, my resentment and anger faded away. After checking her complexion several more times, Asilier eventually burst into tears, and I had to hug her and soothe her without being able to do anything..

"But who on earth did I bump into?..."

Without even having time to check my surroundings, I turned my head to apologize to the person caught up in the unfortunate accident.,

"...this."

There was a Seneran who had passed out with his eyes closed and falling backwards..

At first, I was worried about my forehead because I hit it too hard, but it was time to start worrying about others..

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Fortunately, Seneran quickly came to his senses. Even though she had a protruding lump on her forehead, she seemed more concerned about the fact that I was awake than that..

"You used magical power as if you were splashing in a river?! how was it!? What kind of feeling is it?!?"

At first, she closely checked to see if anything was wrong with my body, but as soon as it was proven that there was nothing wrong and my remarks became more frequent, she showed her mad scientist nature and bombarded me with questions..

To be honest, I was in a state of low energy due to the unintentional mutilation from the spirit, so I wanted to do something roughly, but as soon as I heard about my condition, I heard that as soon as I heard about my condition, I put everything aside and ran, so it wasn't easy. In the end, I was able to have a normal conversation with Asilier after completing some of her testimony that satisfied her research needs..

"How are you feeling? I slept for three days, but I'm not uncomfortable at all.?"

Crazy fuck oh my god. Three days? I'm not hungry and I don't feel like I have any body odor.?

I was very surprised, but I decided not to show it for now and reassured Asili..

"Rather, it’s refreshing. There is nothing wrong with my body. however..."

Honestly, from my perspective, I don’t feel like I’m ‘awakened.’ I guess I had come to my senses when I opened my eyes while receiving the spirit's knee pillow. The only thing that has changed is whether or not it is separated from the body. Thanks to this, even though I woke up three days later, I was able to look around with a clear mind..

Even though it's been three days, we're not in the village, nor are we in our tent..

The place I was in was a large tent that would normally be used as the commander's personal quarters in another world's military. In a space large enough to make a bonfire inside, there were tools for convenience, a closet, and a magic stone stove that I don't know where they came from. Of course, that's not our equipment either. The bed I woke up to wasn't even a field bed, but a prefabricated bed that nobles would take with them when they went on an expedition, and there was even a carpet on the floor..

"...What the hell happened??"

I was dumbfounded by the fact that I was being treated as a VIP, so I looked at Asilier, who was still checking my condition by placing her hand on my forehead or touching my body, and answered..

"Well, a lot happened. After Eldi blocked the Orcs, full-scale support came from the capital, and in the process of fighting the Orcs on a large scale, a front line was created. In the meantime, Eldi's condition was unknown, so they could not move hastily, so they were treated like this...."

"Wait a minute, front line? We still haven't defeated the orcs.?"

Even so, if troop support arrives, it's normal to stop everything right away, right? Asili lifted my eyelids and began to check the fine veins in her eyes. Perhaps she was convinced that there was really nothing wrong, and then she spoke with a sigh of relief..

"that's right. Numbers are numbers, but... those orcs weren't ordinary orcs.."

I thought my life was so spectacular that I wouldn't be surprised by anything I heard anymore, but the unusual answer that I wasn't an ordinary orc surprised me..

Even if those bipedal pigs aren't common, aren't they just bipedal wild boars?...?

"Even Eldie knows the steppes beyond the Western Kingdoms.?"

"know. It's a place with a lot of orcs. The great expansion war between the orcs that destroyed the kingdom also came from there.."

Are you saying there are orcs there? I was very curious as to what gate had been opened so that they could fly all the way here, ignoring the great distance, but the perception that orcs were still orcs was still strong..

"They are the ones who are uniting the orcs there once again. Nightmare of the Plains Clan of Kakula. It is known that he commands thousands of orcs.."

And after hearing Asilier’s answer, I decided to put that perception aside. Yeah, that's not common..

"What the fuck is the Western Kingdom doing?..."

Not only the orcs, but even the five western kingdoms that have to keep them in check..

I'm not a nationalist, but it's clear that those in the Western Kingdom have a lot of problems with their heads or are a country of national imbeciles. You opened your eyes and released the sight of thousands of orcs gathering together? In a monumental land mass that has already wiped out three kingdoms in the past,?

These fucking low-level adventurers aren't you bastards.?

As soon as I opened my eyes, while feeling like I was going to collapse again due to high blood pressure, I realized that the name Asilier uttered was somewhat familiar..

"for a moment. Kakula?"

"huh. why?"

"...Uhm, nothing.."

Apparently, the name of the guy I killed during the first reconnaissance was Kakula Vashem. Was he the child of that warchief? I feel like the orcs' movements have changed based on that bastard's death, but why is he giving a damn about his child's death??

Oh, no way. If that was going to be the case, I shouldn't have been sent out on reconnaissance. This sad month probably didn't happen for such a stupid reason..

"Anyway, Kakula has been a famous orc for a long time. I've been hearing your name since I was still in my hometown. Back then he was called the Head Collector, but now he's called Warchief Kakula.."

Warchief Kakula.

Asilier's additional explanation was that he was a shaman and warrior, and lived a very long life for an orc. They even said that he was smart because he was born as a shaman, one of the smarter among the orcs... but since it was by orc standards, it wasn't something to worry about..

The problem was that the bastard was an unorcish shaman who became the chieftain, so the welfare for shamans was not bad..

Normally, regardless of whether there were thousands or tens of thousands of them, if the Drake Knights flew in formation and dropped a bombardment, the Orcs, who would have been completely exterminated, had a means of checking them. They even use cavalry, so it is said that the dragon knights are busy moving to the outskirts of the front lines to prevent them from spreading in all directions..

Of course, the royal family wants to take action in earnest, but another problem is that the orcs came from the west through the gate..

Since the demons already have a history of manipulating the gate, the possibility that it is a trap aimed at the capital cannot be ruled out. This was the biggest reason why the regular army and real elites could not move even though they were mobilizing academy cadets, private soldiers from other local lords, and private soldiers from nobles living in the capital..

It was a reasonable decision. Right now, even I'm wondering if it's bait spread by demons..

"As soon as I open my eyes, things are going well.."

I got out of bed, put on my gear again, and picked up my sword. Since people had moved there, I could vaguely guess the identity of the tent I was staying in. I guess they treated him well because he was credited with blocking the Orc cavalry..

Thanks to you, I felt like I woke up well-rested, so it was time to pay for dinner again..

"That, L.D.? Why don't we wait until Bisquent comes??"

"Where is the time for that? If it's clear that it's connected to the grassland, it means that as long as that gate is open, the orcs there will continue to come over here.."

If I had to choose one of the most shitty things in the world, it would be cleaning up other people's poop. I didn't want to be in a situation where I had to deal with all the shit made by bastards from the Western Kingdom whom I didn't even know in person..

"My body is in perfect shape and I have something in mind, so I should quickly join in and help out. If I had moved this far, I would have seen some familiar faces.."

"That's right... but... it'll be a bit difficult if I leave...."

"Hey, I'm fine.."

Leaving behind Asilier, who was trying to dissuade me with a strange expression, and Seneran, who was immersed in his own world holding the note recording my testimony, I rolled up the tent's entrance tent and went outside, and an inarticulate military garrison unfolded before my eyes. People busily moving around, people eating, people doing maintenance, etc. It makes you wonder if this is really the temporary camp where they fought the Orc cavalry..

But those sentiments didn't really matter..

"Ugh, that's fucking disgusting. I feel like I've been in the military twice."

What was important was that the image was very reminiscent of the military of my past life. I frowned and wondered where I should go, but for some reason the eyes of the people around me began to turn to me..

"...Eldmiada."

"Oh, Eldmia has woken up.."

But there was something unusual about that reaction. Reactions as if they had seen a ghost occurred simultaneously, and it did not end with just one or two people, but spread throughout the camp..

"Eldmia woke up!!"

"The orc slayer finally opened his eyes!"

"Call Lord Visquente! Eldmia woke up!!"

And it was followed by sudden cheers..

"Oh, fuck."

It seems like I lost another honorary title by subduing the evil dragon..