Ore no Ongaeshi: High Spec Murazukuri

The recapture battle is over.

"Hih, it's a monster!?

"Retreat!

The mercenaries, who were protecting the slave traders, flee to scatter with the painful decree of evasion.

Running away before enemies can be a serious breach of contract for mercenaries, but everyone's life is best served by money.

"Vice Commander, what about that product (kid)!?

"Leave me alone with that! Hurry up!"

Especially this time, the client, the slave trader, has already become a "corpse without saying anything”, and the mercenaries were not obliged to protect the merchandise with their lives.

And by “monster," I mean maybe me?

Indeed, I stormed inside the mercenary regiment single-handedly to defeat a dozen mercenaries and the slave traders in the carriage.

Return the Great Axe, known as the "Commander” who has been attacked ever since, and all of the mercenaries.

But I made a surrender recommendation just before the assault, and mercy should have been given to refrain from futile resistance.

Nonetheless, it is rude to treat people as "monsters”.

"What do you do with them running away? Brother."

"There is no need for pursuit. Leaving this place every carriage."

"Yes!"

Mercenaries, whose brother-in-law remains hard, were also out of breath before the horseback archery of the Light Bow Horse Riders led by Han Girl Klan.

In the streets along the border in front of you lies the unbroken bodies of the mercenaries.

Whoever is on the move is in a situation where we are the only ones.

All right, Mountain Dogs. We're pulling out.

Having successfully ingested the children's carriage, we decided to leave the scene before the Border Guard arrived.

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"As long as we get here, we'll be fine."

We traveled quite a distance from the raid site.

I instruct everyone in the village accompanying me to de-alert.

"Ugh, finally"

"You're tired of keeping your mouth shut."

The Urd children of the wagon carriage fleet open their mouths and start chatting at the same time.

Of course, perimeter vigilance is not lazy, but young children still like to chat.

"I didn't want to see Brother Yamato storm either."

"Brother Yamato's fight was truly amazing..." I can't see the movement itself. "

"Is that true!? We wanted to see it too."

The children of the late rendezvous crossbow (crossbow) squad flatter the story of the Han Girl Clan.

Apparently, he stormed an earlier slave trader single-handedly, talking about my battle.

By the way, the kids who helped out are now moving to the rendezvous Uld carriage fleet.

The seized cage carriage was destroyed in the mountains and the evidence was destroyed.

Now you can safely return to the village without having to worry about robbing your feet.

"You're taking these kids to the village, too, Master Yamato."

"Oh. It's a choice these guys made themselves. I welcome you in the village as an immigrant, just like the Han children"

"That's great, Mr. Yamato"

Girl Riesha looks worried about the children riding powerless in the Uld carriage convoy.

The children are the sons of the demon people who saved them.

After I rescued him, I asked him and let him make future choices.

"Back to your birthplace? Or do you want to join us in the village of Uld? 'Two choices.

"Everyone was killed..."

"Dear Toto and Haha..."

According to that story, the adults of the "demon" were all killed by an earlier mercenary regiment of slave traders.

Returning to their homeland, they have no power to survive being orphaned.

That's where we all decided to go to the village of Uld.

Now with the grief of losing a family, every one of the children is nodding down.

But if you go to the village of Uld and give them a normal warm life and a job, they will gradually recover, just like the Han children.

The people of this other world, which is still a world of war, live hard and are resistant to misery and adversity.

"There are more" children ”in the village again... Yamato"

"Oh, yeah"

Reesha, the village chief's granddaughter, stares at the children with tender eyes.

Dozens of Han children who helped out of the windmill cabin bandits to the children of Uld, who were there from the beginning.

And with the addition of dozens of “demon" children this time around, the child rate in the village of Uld is quite high.

The only other adults are the old men of the people of Urd and the old men of the Mountain Hole tribe who have returned to the Rock Salt Mine.

The only two adults who are decent workers are the girl Risha and me from another world.

There is an unlikely bias in the population ratio if you think about it normally.

"You also have to recalculate your new home and clothing, plus food..."

"Oh. I'm sorry, but it's nice to meet you, Mr. Riesha."

The children of the village are all workers and highly physically capable.

But some mental ages are still young, and the final village decision is left to me and Riesha.

That is why the hardships of future village operations plans will become even more so.

"I'm fine because I like kids...... just like Master Yamato"

"I'm sorry, but I'm not good with kids."

Ever since I was in Japan, I haven't been very good with people.

Especially among them, dealing with small children is the most difficult and distressing.

As I approached him, the neighbor's kindergartener cried and tried his best to smile and he escaped... bringing back such bitter memories.

"Yamato did have an intimate atmosphere when he first came to the village. But now, I think the children of the village love me more than anyone."

With that said, Riesha turns a blind eye to the Urd children on the carrier, and to the Han children escorting her surroundings.

"Well... why don't we have a little more" smile ”practice?"

Answering that, I give her a mouth angle and a grin in her eyes.

It's the basic behavior of the smile that I read when I was in Japan and that was written in the interpersonal improvement book.

"Whew!? Brother Yamato looks amazing!?

"What's wrong!? Everybody hide!

"Pfft, you look amazing!

Apparently, my level of smiling skills is still low. The children around them react in unison.

(You mean I'm still immature too...)

Thus, with the carriage carrying the new inhabitants, we returned to the village of Uld.