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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 405

In the end, Siegfried, whose only purpose was to show his face and give a friendly warning, naturally disappeared into the crowded crowd after a brief conversation..

I don't know if the tension has eased, but in fact, considering the imperial forces that will be around him, even if he is nervous, there won't be any problem. In the first place, my future is more problematic than his, so who can worry about whom?.

After parting ways with Siegfried, we looked around and played around among people who were in the midst of a festival before heading home. Cheryl had been showing a bit of a strange reaction since Siegfried's sudden appearance, but she seemed to have calmed down by the time she left..

"So I decided to cover the ax with the same metal as your sword.?"

"huh. They say that if you place it around the middle of the ax handle, the center of gravity will not shift too much.."

Because the other person was Cheryl, most of our conversations while moving were about swordsmanship, combat, and weapons..

It was mainly just Cheryl actively asking questions and me answering, but perhaps she found it quite interesting to add a homing instinct to the axe, so she turned back on her way home and headed to the dwarf district with me..

"I heard that all blacksmiths are busy these days, but seeing that they can complete such work in half a day must have caught my eye.."

"Every time I show my face, I buy a gift, so I guess they look at me kindly.?"

I also understood Cheryl's surprised reaction. I thought it would take three or four days before I could receive it this time. He said that it was natural since he had done so much for me and that he did it voluntarily, so it was a bit difficult for him to refuse..

"Chimseonjang, too, is very talented in many ways... Ah, they are soldiers.."

I was wondering why he was reacting to the soldier so suddenly, so I followed his gaze and saw that there were quite a lot of people in the dwarf district who could easily be called knights and soldiers. I was surprised to see this for the first time in my life living in the capital, but all the equipment they were wearing was something I had seen in the parade earlier..

"Are they returning soldiers? Why are you here fully armed??"

"...I have no idea."

I wondered if something had happened, but when I saw them laughing and talking, it wasn't anything like that..

"Could it be that you were just enjoying your free time, but came out fully armed??"

Sheryl mumbled it as if she was dumbfounded, but after hearing it, it actually turned out to be a pretty plausible hypothesis. Since they were veterans who would be deployed in important operations, they would have been at the front line for a long time, so it seemed likely that they would feel awkward or anxious about taking off their equipment. When she told Cheryl what she was thinking, she opened her eyes slightly and shook her head as if she hadn't even thought about it..

"If that's really the case, it would be rude to look at it too much. Go quickly."

haha. A polite guy. It would have been nice if I had been just as polite when we first met..

As we passed the soldiers with her, giggling at an old memory that suddenly came to mind, the eyes of those who were laughing and talking were focused on us for a brief moment and then naturally dispersed..

No, it would be more accurate to say that he glanced briefly at Cheryl, then looked at me, and then naturally dispersed as if he had made a promise..

"...Is it an overreaction?...?"

something is awkward.

I have a strong feeling that he is deliberately pretending not to be interested..

There were many other people in the Dwarven Earth, but there were also many soldiers. However, the soldiers are not all gathered together; they are really scattered roughly as if looking around the street. Most of them didn't pay any attention to us, but those who happened to move their eyes all showed a similar reaction and looked away..

It would not be a coincidence if the action of giving a signal to the soldiers with him and turning his eyes elsewhere was repeated three times. The nerves that were relaxed just a moment ago tighten, and a cold feeling creeps up from my spine to the back of my neck..

At the same time, the smile disappeared from Cheryl's relaxed lips..

"Eldmia. are under siege."

"know. But I don't know why."

Why do soldiers returning from the front suddenly react to me?.

There were too many people who didn't pay attention to us at all, and there were too many civilians, and the location was strange to say that it was planned. Because it was Cheryl's whim that brought me here in the first place..

Because I’m Eldmia? It's a world right now where I can't tell the difference between a bunch of idiots doing shit, so there's no way for them to recognize me at the same time..

"Is it really magical power?...?"

"How could someone of the same race notice that??"

"I don't know either."

But what can I do? That's the only possibility that comes to mind right now..

They noticed that I was using magical power and recognized me as a potential enemy, but since it was in the middle of the capital, if they were approaching cautiously and concerned about civilian casualties, they would fit in. The next question is how did you notice it?.

Still, it didn't look like they were taking any action right away, so we didn't show it as much as possible, and when we arrived in front of Mr. Balkun's blacksmith shop, we were stopped by soldiers and knights who were not at all familiar with it..

It wasn't that difficult to tell the knights apart even though they weren't wearing any cloaks or anything. The guys wearing ridiculously heavy-looking armor are probably knights..

"I didn't expect to see a familiar face here. How have you been, Cheryl?."

It's a sphere?

The first to open his mouth, pretending to know, was a young man who looked quite young among the knights. As he came forward, those who had followed us so far and those in front of us very naturally formed a siege network. Then, other ordinary people thought something had happened and began to hurriedly leave, and some even took refuge inside the store..

"Article Ruber. I'm glad you're okay, but before that, I'd like to ask what the situation is.."

Cheryl also responded politely, but it was too subtle to say she was completely polite. Well, since we were suddenly surrounded, from a noble's point of view, that shows a lot of respect for the other party..

The knight named Ruber knew this well, so he bowed politely and answered..

"Although the years I spent on the battlefield were a bit long, I never forgot my manners. However, as the situation may be urgent, we apologize for any unintentional rudeness.."

"Let’s first listen and decide what the urgent situation is.."

"That's a fair statement. First of all, may I know who your companion is??"

He throws a fastball. Thanks to you, I am very grateful to know that I am the cause..

"At least you are not the one who can suddenly surround and claim legitimacy like this.."

"I'm sorry, but I don't think it's an issue that can be decided right away.."

"Article Ruber. It hasn't changed much from 4 years ago. Get to the point first.."

Hmm, it's been 4 years since that friend went to the battlefield. I don't know what Cheryl was like 4 years ago, but at least Cheryl 2 years ago and Cheryl now have the same temperament, so it may not be entirely wrong..

Unlike me, who was mired in trivial sentimentality, the words that came out of Ruber's mouth were slightly creepy to me..

"Haha, it was like that. Well... when I deal with demons on the battlefield for a long time, I get a strange feeling. Oh, even if you can't see the horns, that guy is a demon. It has horns, but it doesn't look like a demon. Something like this."

Because a nuanced answer came out that might actually be sensing magical power. It seemed like it was just a matter of relying on intuition, but the fact that something like that was possible as a group was surprising enough..

As soon as he finished speaking, I could see that not only Ruber but everyone around me was tense, trying to predict my next move and respond. I didn't pull out the knife myself, but it was clear that if I showed any intention of attacking, it would come out right away..

Cheryl, who saw their reaction, frowned and answered..

"This person is Eldmia Egar. You may not have heard about him yet, but he has accomplished numerous feats and not only recently received a Royal Order of Merit, but has also become a Wandering Knight recognized by the Empire and the Royal Family. Are you saying that such a person is a demon??"

In books, usually in cases like this, 'We made a big mistake by not knowing the hero!' The reaction was the same, but unfortunately, they were different..

Even after listening to everything Cheryl said, Ruber nodded and answered firmly..

"Demons are not monsters, but people. And people can fool those around them as much as they want for a greater cause.."

"You probably don't know that that's a very rude comment.."

"That's right."

I was surprised twice. Once again, they treat the demons like humans, and once again, they completely trust their shared intuition..

Although I was a little surprised to hear my identity, I did not relax or hesitate. I thought it was a respectable attitude to be able to trust the senses that had fed me through years of fighting on the battlefield, so for the first time in a while, I applauded in real terms, not just in my heart..

Although this made them more wary, it didn't bother me too much because I was confident that they wouldn't draw the sword first unless I did..

They moved only because of their heart. If he could really detect magical power in detail, he would have presented physical evidence right now, rather than answering Sheryl and asking for permission..

With that alone, the situation was already over..

"Let us respect the intuition of the heroes on the battlefield. What can I do to prove my innocence??"

They can never prove that I use magic power. At best, all you can do is touch the head in case anyone suspects transformation magic or is cutting off the horns and hiding them. If it was just to start a fight, I would have tried to make people feel bad, but since I was considering the possibility that demons had infiltrated the capital, I decided to end it on a good note..

These are the people who will be moving with Ragnis anyway, so they are the people I will also encounter. There is no need to get tired from losing..

"Just stay still. Our wizard will then cast Dispel, and then we'll check his head for signs of horns growing.."

The method suggested by Ruber did not deviate from my expectations at all, and I was able to laugh heartily..

Of course it would end well, but I had no intention of ending it as if nothing happened..

This is the last registered session.

Of course, there were no horns on my head, and I had never used transformation magic before, so Ruber and other soldiers collected hooks from above my head as soon as they completed the verification..

The reaction up to that point was expected, but the action that followed was a little different..

"We sincerely apologize for bringing the code of the front line to the capital, violating the manners, and causing a commotion.."

I really didn't know that they would kneel down and apologize at the same time without any backlash or denial of reality. I was even truly relieved that I wasn't a demon. To be honest, I thought there would be a little friction since at least one person must have taken great pride in being a soldier who endured on the front line... but there was no sign of that at all, so I was surprised..

Thanks to this, I ended up slightly modifying my original plan to eat up all the life allowances I earned at the front..

"This is a measure taken out of devotion to the defense of the kingdom, so I will accept only half, taking this into account.."

Maintaining good relationships with people who have such a strong work ethic will be helpful in recapturing the Margrave of Lévien.?

Cheryl was astonished at my extremely lenient treatment, and Ruber asked back with an expression that seemed like he couldn't believe his ears..

"yes?"

"What I'm saying is that I'll only get half of what's in my pocket.."

In a situation where not only the other soldiers around but even Cheryl could not help but be amazed, I waved my money pouch as a sign to hurry up, and Ruber, who was the most impressed, burst into laughter and willingly opened his pocket..

The money raised that way was quite valuable. Five of the twenty who surrounded us were knights, so their pockets were deep, but the fact that they had no opportunity to lighten their pockets while guarding the front lines also seemed to play a significant role. After checking the settlement amount they offered, I took out a gold coin and returned it to Ruber..

He, who had suddenly received back about 20% of the money he had paid, looked at me with an expression asking me what on earth this was, I explained with a bright smile..

"However, regardless of the unintended friction, we as a people are grateful for your dedication to protecting the kingdom. This is a sign of my gratitude to you, so please use it to relieve the fatigue accumulated during the long journey.."

"......thank you..."

Ruber's expression as he struggled to answer was quite worth seeing..

Still, it's a problem caused by you guys being so outstanding, so don't think too badly about it. We need to set a precedent that it can drain our pockets so others will be careful too..

It's better than having your head blown off, physically or politically.?

Anyway, thanks to everything being resolved amicably, not only the soldiers and knights who survived with little money, but also I, who earned extra income, became happier. After paying for the ax modification with our fat pockets, we left Mr. Balkun's shop. At the end of a strangely tiring day, I headed home..

"How on earth is it possible to come up with the idea of ​​extorting money from soldiers on the front lines?...?"

Cheryl, who was watching from the side, expressed a very different opinion from me, who thought that everyone was happy. Of course, there was nothing to lose, so I confidently answered Cheryl's bewildered mutterings..

"Extortion of money is better. If you make a mistake, your life will be stolen.."

"That's... but."

Even though wandering knights are considered somewhere between a semi-knight and a rank knight, I am already different from general wandering knights in that I am an entity approved by both the royal and imperial families..

Even with the addition of the medal he received this time, he has become an amazing wandering knight that most knights and nobles can't even look down on, but they accused him of being a demon, and even if it was the best decision, they really risked their lives and posed a threat to the kingdom. It was no different from keeping the belief of exclusion..

"I, the person involved, have a chill in my mouth, but I will rightfully acknowledge that some crazy person is suspicious based on intuition alone. It's for the benefit of those people to just write it off as a trivial matter that can be solved with money and then say goodbye.."

If they had made a formal complaint, it would have saved their pockets, but it would have been a huge political headache. Those in power in the capital will be outraged that they attacked an innocent person, even a person who received a medal, based solely on intuition while ignoring the laws of the kingdom, and the military at the front will say that it was a justified response because they know that their intuition is not something to be ignored..

After saying that, Cheryl looked surprised and expressed her thoughts on my claim..

"I thought they were just trying to extort money out of annoyance.."

"......"

Somehow, it seems like the people around me are very harsh in their evaluations these days..

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Knight Ruber was a veteran who had served on the front lines for three and a half years..

The process of being the youngest member of a baron family whose name was not properly known, graduated from the academy, survived on the battlefield, and became a rank knight was not at all smooth, but Ruber managed it somehow. As I went on like that, I began to be recognized as a knight with good skills and skills, and after accumulating such evaluation, I was able to be selected for this operation to recapture Levien..

When I heard that my name was listed on the list of participants in an operation where I had only heard rumors that people who could be considered elite, even if not the most elite, would participate, the pride I had forgotten rose up slightly..

It started out as a way to fulfill the duties of a noble and prove loyalty to the royal family, but at some point, military life became more of a day-to-day struggle just to survive, protect comrades, and prevent the merciless violence of those demons from invading the kingdom. It was no exaggeration to say that it was a new turning point for.

The capital he arrived at gave a grand welcome to him and the soldiers on the front lines, and Ruber, who had been ordered to take a rest, went out to see the capital for the first time in a while, feeling the heroism that he thought had died down after three years on the battlefield flickering like a lingering fire..

It was definitely fun up to that point....

How did it happen that now I'm stuck in the middle of a moonlit parade ground?.

Of course, I knew the reason, but it was unfair..

"What the fuck did I say to you outcasts??"

No one could answer the question of the woman who spoke in a clear voice. The woman was very uncomfortable, and usually at times like this, she would say, ‘Aren’t you going to answer?’ She answered in vain before the words came out, and everyone knew that she would only get criticized..

Yes, not just Ruber, but all the twenty knights and soldiers who were banging their heads together. Even though they took out their resentment by drinking alcohol with crooked noses using the money they received as a reward after painful expenses, it was possible because their minds were not crooked..

Although my body is a little crooked.

"Fuck, don't answer?"

"Don't be like a dog on a wire! He told me not to get into trouble even if it means getting hit.!"

"Those who remember that cause major accidents like this.?!"

It was a truly strange situation. It's unfair, but it shouldn't be unfair. Not only Lou Vert, but all those who were pounding his head into it did the same..

No, fuck. I really felt like a demon.?

The woman continued to shout and scold them above their heads as they mumbled the words they couldn't get out of their mouths..

"You bastards! Surrounding people in the middle of the dwarf district in broad daylight just because they feel like demons? Also, Ogatorp Sogaju and the hot wandering knight who is at the peak of fame in the capital? Why not just stick a knife in the stomach? Haven't you ever fought with those bastards who transform right before they are defeated? Why don't you check that? Why didn't you do it?!!"

Cough! The woman's kick kicked someone's side, making a clear metallic sound. It wasn't a kick loaded with aurors, and everyone was wearing armor in a posture, so there was no damage. It just piles up resentment.

Even if there were only three people on the front line, they were definitely demons. But who would have dared to think that the person that Twenty was so sure of was actually an ordinary human being? To be honest, even when Cheryl defended him, Ruber believed there was a high possibility that there was some mistake and that he was being deceived..

That was not the problem. No, I'm glad it wasn't... but it was unfair anyway..

And they didn't know it, but their superior, the woman, was now in a very unfair situation..

"Did you guys mess with that person after finding out what made him a wandering knight? Envelde said that the person who picked on that bastard was that person. But that's not the end, it's not the end of the Empire... We save the First Princess, we save Margrave Levien, who we'll be helping this time, and we save the Academy by picking off the evil dragon head that was stuck in it without even the rats in the fucking academy's basement knowing! Fuck even the recent invasion by the orc bastards! That human! Smash the gate! Save the capital!! very! Fuck! Damn it! Saved! A human! this! You guys!!"

Why can’t I trust the intuition of my subordinates?.

These are subordinates who not only lasted more than two years at the front, but also achieved many meritorious feats. Her lady could boast of trusting her own men more than any of her considerable nobles..

However, that was only limited to his sword fighting skills, and the problem was that I only found out today that there was a problem with the political aspect and clever use of the head. Since I found out about it so loudly, I felt like I wanted to complain somewhere..

"No matter what!! Even if it looks like a demon! You should have reported it first! Even if, to put it bluntly, that person was a fucking demon!! In that short period of time when you report and understand the progress!! Would a man who had been staying in the capital for more than two years suddenly go crazy and cause trouble? If they didn't end it well, you would all have been sent to the punishment unit, you bastards!! Punishment unit! Where is this dog??!"

-Kyaang!

The woman, who had been enjoying a peaceful nap for the first time in years, was suddenly dragged away and verbally beaten by both the nobles and the royal family. The kicking continued for a long time afterwards..

This is the last registered session.