CH 42

The result of the counterattack

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After finishing the chairman's care at Lastock's garrison, I had lunch from the knight's dining room and continued the reconnaissance.

What I'm looking for right now is the resting place for the maids.

I'm not going to look at them changing clothes, my purpose is to find Camilla's exclusive maid.

"Wait, seriously stop it. That, you make it seem like I am walking around talking."

"Well, aren't you? Everyone thinks it's from Rosalie."

"That's not the case, really stop it!"

"Is it really true?"

"S, such a thing, there's no way that I can say that with my own mouth, right."

"No way, is it really true? It's not a joke?"

"Like I said, I can't say that with my mouth ..."

Yeah, Camilla's exclusive maid, Rosalie, seems to have finally realized, even though she said something outragerous.

I can't say that with my mouth, means that it is something you're not allowed to say.

"No! No! No, no, there is no such thing! No!"

She denied it in a hurry, but the maids around her have an incredibly difficult look on their faces.

"You're wrong! It's really not me, I didn't talk about anything! Uuhhhhh ..."

"Okay, okay ... it's not Rosalie."

The other maids hurriedly began to calm down Rosalie who had been cornered and started crying.

"But if it's not Rosalie, who talked ..."

"Oh! Maybe someone saw Rosalie cleaning up her bedding ..."

"Yeah, everyone knows that Rosalie is in charge of Camilla-sama."

"That's right, Camilla-sama's bedding is different from the other knights."

Hmmm, I see, you guessed that the information came from there, being a spectator is amusing, isn't it.

In other words, it seems that the fact that Camilla wet her bed was recognized as a fact among the maids. Congratulations, congratulations.

The result of my work is almost perfect, so this is fine.

All I have to do is wait for it to become exaggerated.

Even if the knights go to a place where they can rest, it seems that they are all talking about Camilla's rumor.

Perhaps, unlike Japan, where there is no shortage of topics such as television, radio, and the Internet, they're hungry for entertainment in a sense.

I can see them talking to each other here and there.

To that extent, being both severe and sympathetic, Camilla was yearned for by the knights, and they would likely have never imagined her to ever wet her bed.

"Is it true?"

"Is there something wrong with her physical condition?"

"It can't be helped, I'm sure she's had a lot of trouble since she summoned people from a different world."

"My loyalty won't change at this level."

"That's natural, I'm the same."

"Yes, rather it's almost like a reward ..."

Yeah, there's a few people who look dangerous, but let's ignore them.

Again, it seems to be recognized as a truth that Camilla wet her bed, but I don't like the fact that their impression of Camilla isn't shaken.

When I was looking at the resting place of the knights, one knight caught my eye.

"Hey, wake up Paul, hey!"

"Hmm ... what is it, another job?"

"That's right, you, do your job crisply, don't let those damn kids underestimate us."

"Snort, against such stupid brats, this Paul-sama will teach them to underestimate us, such a thing."

"Well, don't hit them too hard and break them."

"Hmm, I can't guarantee that ... it's all for the benefit of Resenburg."

At the edge of the resting place, a knight named Paul, who was awakened by a knight colleague and had a grinning smile, is familiar.

Yes, he is the knight who was beating Funayama up.

[ Kent ... this guy ... ]

[ Yeah, I know, I want to do something about this guy. ]

Fred also remembered Paul and occasionally watched his actions.

[ What kind of person is this Paul? ]

[ Not very good ... he likes to drink ... ]

[ Someone who likes to drink, is there any way we can use that? ]

[ Maybe ... he seems to have messed up several times ... ]

After the break, Paul looked like he was heading to the training ground for earth-based magicians, and then turned to the training ground for attack magic.

According to Fred, the knights change places to monitor and guide.

Paul, holding a wooden stick in his right hand, roams behind my classmates training in attack magic.

This wooden stick is also familiar.

It seems that what kind of person he is has spread among my classmates, and some girls stiffened their bodies just by having him pass behind them and failed to activate their magic.

When that happens, Paul mercilessly swings the stick down with a natural look.

"What a failure, do you want to die in the actual battle!"

"Aguuu ... I'm sorry, I'm sorry ..."

"Stupid guy, who said you can rest! Stand up and keep going!"

"Agiiii ... I'm sorry ..."

Even if Paul hits her on the back, the girl stands up with tears in her eyes and tries to continue training.

"Hey, quit it, there's no way we can get better if you hit us so much!"

"What did you say bastard ... are you defying me?"

"Yeah! We grew up in a world without magic, and we were only taught to chant words we don't know in a world we don't know, in order to use magic ... it doesn't work!"

The person who lashed out at Paul, belonged to the kendo club, and is called the sword princess by the girls and sword demon by the boys, her name is Motomiya Aoi.

"Shut up! If you have time to talk, shoot as much magic as you can, if you're scared of just this do you really think you can fight against monsters? They'll seriously come to kill you. That's it!"

He was saying the same thing when he was beating Funayama, and I thought it might be reasonable at that time, but thinking about it now, it's just an excuse to justify his violence, right.

Motomiya-san is likely to get beaten up at this rate, so let's try something that comes to mind.

"Bastard, you're going to die if you go into the actual battle ... like ... what, suddenly ... damn, keep training ... what's, going on ..."

Paul walked to the corner of the training ground, and as soon as he sat down at the root of the tree, he falls asleep and starts snoring.

Yeah, this is what happens with three sleeping pills.

Once he's fallen asleep, it's decided what to do next, the ale mug is getting another turn.

However, it won't soak into the bedding like it did with Camilla, so it's hard for someone else to know, but be shocked by yourself.

Seeing Paul starting to fall asleep, my classmates stopped training and watched.

"Motomiya-san, what should we do ...?"

"Since it would be bad if other knights come, let's continue training, because in any case, if our magic doesn't improve, it's highly likely that we'll die."

"That's right, there is no choice but to do it ..."

"Yeah, but there is no obstacle, so let's practice calmly."

"Yes, I understand."

Throwing the sleeping pill directly into the stomach seems to be a very effective method.

If you won't wake up even by being hit or kicked, you'll probably stay asleep for seven or eight hours, during which time I'll be able to rescue my classmates.

The problem is that they are sleeping pills, so they may smell like medicine, so let's go back to Volzard and check with Muell-san.

[ Kent-sama ... this will work ... ]

[ Well, if I put more and more knights to sleep this way, I think I can rescue my classmates without bloodshed. ]

[ I think it's better to take a carriage and run away ... ]

[ Yes, that's right ... but we haven't dealt with carriages or horses, so maybe we can't drive them properly ... ]

I've seen carriages running in movies and dramas, but I've never actually driven one, and I don't know how to handle the reins.

[ Should I have Fred drive it? ]

[ That's ... probably impossible ... ]

[ Why? Can't all of you drive a carriage? ]

[ Horse ... is afraid of monsters ... ]

[ Oh, that's right ... ]

Fred and the others would have been able to drive the carriage, but now that they have become skeletons, the horses would be scared and it would be difficult to approach them.

[ Kent-sama ... Training with five people ... ]

[ Yes, I should learn how to handle the carriage with everyone else that I rescued and have them help with the rescue operation together. ]

[ If it's a carriage ... it's fast to move ... ]

When we were first summoned, everyone was taken in a carriage to the garrison.

I was left behind, and but I sang 'Dona Dona' as I was sent off.(TN: Again, Dona Dona is a song about a calf being led to slaughter.)

So there should be a carriage in the garrison that can carry everyone.

This would speed up the rescue.

[ It's nice to be able to rescue them quickly, but it feels like my actions are hit and miss ... ]

[ Kent ... the situation changes ... you should choose the best option at the time ... ]

[ Oh, that's right ... ]

A child like me can't look into the future, and I have no choice but to settle with what I can do now.

Besides, I can't do this operation alone, so it's better to go back and talk with the five people and ask Reinhardt, Donovan-san, and Klaus-san for advice.

Then, I'll finish Project Meisa and take care of the chairman in the evening before returning to Volzard.

Camilla Resenburg is inspecting the training situation with a strong appearance.

It's natural to be worried because the progress of the training will be directly linked to the promotion of her plan.

My classmates are wearing slave bracelets and should not be able to do any harm, but Camilla wears only the chestpiece of the shiny golden armor.

[ That is ... it's to show off her position ... and measures against stray magic ... ]

As Fred says, the shiny golden armor has a silent presence in the training grounds.

At first glance, it seems that she continues to inspect with a dignified expression, but today's Camilla sometimes throws her gaze in a different direction.

When that happens, there are always moody, anxious wrinkles between her eyebrows.

Apparently, the effect of Project Meisa is appearing without me having to do anything, but let's finish it to be done with it.

Camilla stands out anyway because she is wearing golden armor.

However, there are moments when the knights avert their gaze while she goes around the large garrison and training ground.

I think it's time for the finishing touch.

After observing the training of the earth attribute mages, Camilla returns to the building where her office is located.

On the way, she will pass between the dormitory and the warehouse, but there are no people around, making it suitable.

So let's whisper from the ventilation hole in the warehouse.

"Bed-wetting! That Camilla-sama?"

"Idiot, lower your voice ..."

"I'm sorry ... but you're not joking?"

"No, it's likely ..."

As Camilla passed by, she stopped and looked back at the vent with an awkward movement that seemed to make a squeaking noise.

After that, when she looked around, she leaned to the side of the ventilation hole and started to listen.

The ventilation holes are made by stacking thin plates like window blinds, so you cannot see the inside from the outside.

Even so, I continued to put on an act alone from a place that was in the shadow of the luggage.

"Is that story believable ..."

"But if it's true ..."

"That Camilla-sama, just how old do you think she is, no way, no way ..."

"But if it was true."

"There is no such thing!"

Camilla patted her chest in relief when I said that during my solo act.

"But if it's true, I'm disillusioned ..."

"That's right ..."

Camilla's face turned pale, and when she left the ventilation hole with a creaking noise, she began to walk unsteadily.

Her appearance is like a royal family member who lost a battle and is running away.

[ Kukuku, in a situation where none of her followers are near, she only returns to her office, walking like she drank muddy water. ]

[ Kent-sama has ... has become dark Kent-sama ... ]

Even after entering the building where her office is located, I used the shadow of the stairs to play a similar solo act.

By the time she reached her office, Camilla looked like she had run out of HP, and the guards guarding the door had painful expressions.

After taking off her armor and heading to her desk in the office, Camilla held her head with both hands and gave a deep sigh.

"Uwa ... what am I doing ... deplorable ..."

It's only been one day, but it seems that Camilla has been exhausted considerably.

If it takes too long to rescue everyone, let's set it up again later.

Instead of taking a nap, the chairman was absorbed in treating her classmates when I headed to the doctor's office in the evening.

Apparently, the knight-type mock battle is over, and the injured people there are streaming in.

A girl who has blue bruises on her face and has eyes that are out of focus.

In the same way, there is also a boy who is groaning while holding his left shoulder.

I feel like I'm lost in a field hospital.

"Prioritize those woh have sever bleeding and those who hit their heads hard!"

"Yuika, don't overdo it."

"That's right, Chairman, we can still stand it ..."

"I'm sorry ... I'm sorry everyone ..."

Perhaps if we were still in Japan, if they had to wait in such a state, there would have been someone who would copmlain, but when you see the chairman who is desperately continuing treatment, you can't complain.

I mean, the chairman is likely to pass out at this rate.

I searched my pocket, took out the blue case I brought just in case, and threw a pill into the chairman's stomach to help restore magical power.

I don't know how effective it is, and it's just a quick fix, but it's better than doing nothing.

After a while, the chairman, who had been enthusiastic about the treatment, stopped her hand and began to look around.

"What's wrong, chairman."

"Eh? Ah ... I felt like my prince ..."

"Huh? Prince ...?"

The boy, who was being treated for a large laceration on his arm, had an expression of incomprehension.

Apparently, it worked fast.

I mean, aren't there any medicines or potions that help restore magical power here?

It didn't seem like a dramatic recover, but the chairman seems to have finished treating her urgently injured classmates.

"I'll eat later ..."

The chairman said without looking at Erna and sank onto the sofa.

I immediately put my hand on the chairman's back and let the healing magic flow.

"Ah ... Prince ..."

The chairman, who pulled her blanked up to her mouth, repeatedly opened and closed her left hand under the blanket.

She's asking to hold hands, right?

As my right hand continued to heal, her left hand stretched out and grabbed it, and the chairman squeezed my fingers tightly.

"Thank you ..."

The chairman started to sigh, but uh ... I can't go home like this.

I've finished casting the healing magic, but I can't go home ... what should I do?

Well, it won't be that long, as it's only until Erna returns.

I also took a rest while thinking about what to do after returning to Volzard.

I have to talk to the five people about the rescue operation using sleeping pills, I have to ask the garrison to train us to drive a carriage, and I have to ask Muell-san to confirm the medicine smell, but above all, Manon's misunderstanding is not solved at all.

Thinking about Manon while holding the chairman's hand seems to be the act of scum, but I still think about it.

Also I don't know what Beatrice is thinking, the same thing is likely to happen again ...

I mean, I know I shouldn't be wavering, but I can't abandon the chairman, Beatrice is coming after me, and Manon is cute ...

Ah, what should I do now, it's too difficult for me with a love standard score of 30 or less.

[ Simple ... Kent-sama all you have to do is make them all yours ... ]

[ Uwa? Did you read my thoughts? Ugyaaaaa ... it's bad. ]

[ If it's Kent-sama ... the chairman, that boku girl, the lord's daughter, also ... Camilla should all be taken in together ... ]

[ No, no, Fred, that's impossible. ]

[ But Kent-sama ... you're thinking ... ]

[ Guha, because, that's right, I yearn for a harem ... ]

[ You can realize it ... There is polygamy in Resenburg ... ]

[ Uh ... is that so? Well, it's not Japan ... ]

Fred's words shake my heart.

Because it's a different world, I got a little cheat, and so I dream of it.

When I go back to Japan, I'm just a useless person, but in this world, I can make a lot of money, so I think I can live my life ...

But when I compare myself to Klaus-san, Donovan-san, Kartz-san, and other adults, it's no good at all.

If I say something like making a harem, I will be killed by the evil old man.(TN: Klaus, if you forgot)

[ Kent-sama ... the caretaker is back. ]

[ OK ... I'll worry about it after returning to Volzard ... ]

Erna quietly opened the door of the examination room and returned, and after seeing the chairman's sleeping face, hesistated a little and then called out.

"Saint-sama, let's have a meal ..."

"Hmm ... Hmm ... I understand ..."

While replying to Erna, the chairman squeezed my hand.

After she squeezes my hand and I return the squeeze, the chairman relaxes her hand and lets go.

The chairman got up, folded the blanket, winked hidden from Erna, and smiled.

After seeing the chairman leave the examination room, I returned to Volzard.

If possible, I would like to meet up with the five people and talk about the rescue operation, but after the class is over, I hvae to find out where they are and what they are doing.

I went out from the shadow of the back alley and headed to the entrance of the guild.