172-The End of the Bandit



 After dinner, we each head to our posts.
 This time, the capture of the bandits was divided into three groups.

 Pina has an idea to sing a song of sleep, but it's rejected because it's too dangerous for the people in charge of high places, such as the watchtower. Instead, she is assigned to prevent the bandits from escaping with a lighting paratrooper and an eye-staining sansho powder bomb. What they surrender during their escape is Pina's score.

 Midia and Manya are responsible for catching the bandit who fell into the numbing water moat. The numbing moat, which appears to be in the process of being made up, has a doll that moves with the fluctuating pressure of balloons. Basically, they're dozing off, but they're very clever when they occasionally wake up, scurry around, and start dozing off again.

 It's a great way to catch the bandit off guard.

 Next up is the numbing moat. Midia and Manya are in charge. It's a physical job to land the bandits who have been hooked up with a stipend and tie them up with a bandage. Several staff members from the experimental farm are assigned to assist, but the teams are divided so the score is clearly divided.

 A showdown for the Earth supply quota. In terms of overall strength, it's Anya, but her shortness is her weakness. Midea's arm strength is weak, but she'll be able to counter with her powerful legs and feet that incorporate jiu-jitsu. I think it would be a good match.

 The last thing I want to do is take charge of a job I don't want to do and me and Windowflower will operate the barbed wire. Window flowers are the ones who deploy the barbed wire buried in the ground. The wire is tied to a stake at one end, so that when pulled by the winch of the armored car, the wire hidden under the soil will pop out.

 I'm the witness sniper. It's the key point, but it's a plan to sell him as a criminal slave to the less technologically advanced western part of the hot continent and have him disappear.

 It's only a matter of a sneak thief, putting a bullet in it and selling it overseas....
 I hate it, it's no different than a black business.
 But it's barely legal in this world, and you can't tell people what to do.

 Thieves.
 I won't say anything bad, so please get us all caught in a numbing dig.
 Please, please!


A bandit or a sniper.

 With Window Flower's exquisite arrangement of guards and patrols, the bandits were successfully led into the false moat.

''I heard you were an idiot, but I didn't expect you to really come. With the moat, earthen mounds and watchtowers suddenly being built, aren't you alerted?''

"An apparently unfinished moat. "It's a seemingly unfinished moat, and if we let it go now, we'll lose our chance.

 And so, Window Flower's strategy succeeded ruthlessly, as usual.

 First of all, the bandits at the front of the line get into the numbing dig. The middle bandit and half of the rear were also antsy and eventually went into the moat. After entering the moat, the energetic ones are pushed back into the moat with a hook stipend, and those who are sufficiently numb are hooked up and landed like tuna.

 The rear group escaped, but Pina's relentless dropping of sansho bombs and lighting paratroopers made them go right and left, and finally they ran out of energy and surrendered as a group. Thanks to that, no one was missing.

 I didn't make any money for my pocketbook, but I was working on retrieving barbed wire. But it was better than doing a job I didn't like. Congratulations to you.


The next morning

'Good morning, thieves. Now that the exterminators have you, you will become criminal slaves. But unfortunately, Mr. Bernando of Roberto's Trading Company has a very special proposal for you. I'm sorry, but please consider it once.

 You guys are really lucky, aren't you? You can thank the good Mr. Bernand for that, right?

I'm Bernando of Roberto and Company, and I'm happy to accept your offer. I will now be able to explain my proposal to you for your consideration.

 Normally, it would be a minimum of five years of criminal slavery. But Bernando's proposal was to reduce the sentence to three years if I helped him with his research diligently.

 And if you have a good work ethic, he even offered to hire you as a cotton grower and hire you as an employee of Roberto's Trading Company.

We're ex-thieves, aren't we? And now you are a criminal slave. And yet, if I work hard for three years, I can get hired by the Roberto Chamber of Commerce?

"Doesn't motivate you to be a crime slave? It would be more helpful to me to have you work diligently for three years. Besides, you are all townspeople and can read and write, right? If you know a lot about cotton farming and can keep a written record of it, shouldn't we hire you?

"We'll work hard too, if it's only three years. Besides, if Roberto's company will hire me, I don't need to be a thief. I was originally in need of work, and my money was gone, so I had no choice but to steal.

 I knew what it was about, but....

 What is this trifecta? Thieving and getting a job at a big company, you suck! This isn't fair! I don't get it! I'd be a thief too if I could get a job like this!

[Ryota-sama, your heart is leaking out, though it's a little, right? It looks like it's coming together nicely now, so can you stay quiet in the distance until we're done talking?]

[Siren! I'm going to go reflect on that in the corner for a minute!

 I was scribbling on the ground in a corner, thinking about the unreasonableness of life, when Mr. Bernand came in to see if I was done talking... sucky, did he hear my mind?

Thank you, Ryota-san. There were not many farmers who could write, and we were having a hard time finding someone who could. I even had a moat built for him, so we can now protect our experimental farm from vermin.

 I'm a miserable person who was teasing because I was jealous just now and it's a little complicated when you thank me.

This is what I offered, and I have received the extermination fee. No need to be grateful...

 I am a small person.
 I'm not the kind of person who likes to be thanked.

Well, well, you've done well. Also, you should receive a separate letter of introduction from your reward. This is a letter of introduction to the King of the Southern Knights. It will be signed by the Chairman and Representative Xina as introducers.

 Wow! The connections I want at my throat! But how do you know that?

''It's what the chairman had prepared that Ryota would surely help us. ''You can't lick the information network of the Grand Chamber of Commerce, can you? I can predict how you guys will work. It's a fair reward, so don't hesitate to take it], but I'm really scared of the chairman that Ryota-san is coming.

 Yeah. I'm afraid of the chairman now, too.

 So, we said goodbye to the village chief and Bernand-san, and then it was just a matter of waiting for Hasty-san in Xina.


★ Confirmation of the introduction letter, just in case.

I checked the contents without breaking the seal.

 Window flower, I don't know anything about what happened after that, okay?

'Ryota, you're a historian? I didn't know I'm not good at school, you know?
Pina, language, hate.
I'm an excavator, so I'll make you a dress that historians have seen before.
Mogoo!

 Midea, I'm not an academic, okay?
 Pina, Aresian is compulsory and I won't miss it.
 Scholarly clothes are good for props. Anya is a safe bet.
 Mog, I'm sorry, I'm not very good at Mog language.

"The part of the scholar is just a setup. But who am I to imitate a scholar?

 Isn't that why it looks like this? The discussion began.

 They gathered their opinions, and Madoha became the acting coach, and while they practiced, it was impossible, wasn't it? I am on my way to Kishina to wait for Mr. Hasty.



* A free city
You are the three newly assigned patrolmen, and I am the captain of this unit. We will test you in a detention exercise first! Bring it on!

""Yes."

What's this powder? Gah! It hurts my eyes! Now it's Beulah! Oh, yeah, you're getting in trouble for my leg! What's next, a two-way spear? It's stinging and it's stuck on my clothes! Oh my God, I've passed... but all the rounds of arguing remind me of the factory manager.

(((Who is the factory manager?)))