On that day, Baron Mikoshiba and Count Salzberg territory. A man appeared in the second-floor window of the fort built near the border of the two neighboring territories.

''I'm finally here.''

　Ryoma nodded with satisfaction as he watched the pressure of the black colored soldiers lined up neatly below him.
　It's been several years since Mikoshiba Ryoma, a mere high school student, was summoned to this earthly world by a prank played by the goddess of destiny.
　How much effort and blood was spent to arrive at this place?
　Number is power. That principle is not so different in the Earth and the Earth World.
　And now, for the first time, Ryoma was about to show the world the power he had cultivated over the years. The power that he had been hiding and cultivating for so many years.
　But what rises in Ryoma's mind is a bit of anxiety.
(Once you start, there's no turning back. You have no choice but to win at all costs.
　I am fully aware that I, as an individual, am being neglected by those around me.
　In the eyes of most of the Roserian nobles, he is just an upstart commoner, and in the eyes of the knights, he is the very object of envy.
　There are some people who see through Ryoma's power and try to help him, but their numbers are enough for the fingers of both hands.
　Mikoshiba Ryoma is a heretic to most of the people living in Roselia.
　And people hate heretics and exclude them. That mentality is no different on Earth or in the Earth World 《Earth》.
　But even so, the reason why I've managed to avoid being crushed by the people around me until now is because Ryoma himself has tried to hide his own power as much as possible, and adjusted it so that it would be underestimated as much as possible.
(Don't worry.......I've already talked with Elena-san. I got a satisfactory enough reply from that woman as well. Everything is going according to my plan........the rest)
　This is an army that I have trained with great care. It's not that I don't have confidence in them.　
　But except for a small percentage of the soldiers I brought to reinforce Zaruda, the vast majority of them have never seen a real battle before.
　Naturally, they are competent. They have been hunting the monsters that inhabit the Woltenia Peninsula for years. If it were a fighting force, each one of them is surely more powerful than the mid-level knights of other countries.
　But the battlefield of man versus man killing is different from fighting against the monsters of the abnormal form.
　The strong don't always win.
　People have an intense desire to kill and a thirst for life. The air where these things are mixed together is still special.

'It's okay. I'm sure........

　It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
　It's a very good idea to be able to have a good time with them.
　It's not just about Mikoshiba Ryoma's personal future.

"Finally, you're taking the first step in your long-sought dream, isn't it? Mikoshiba-dono.

　In the middle of such a place, which is usually never shown to others, a voice suddenly called out to him from behind, and Ryoma slowly turned his head with a shy smile on his face.

''Please don't surprise me. Nercios-san.''

Well, excuse me. It's one of the things we do for a living, and it's a habit that makes us go away.

　Ryoma cowered at the dark-skinned man who scratched his silver hair while laughing at him.
　Behind him, several soldiers kneeled behind him, perhaps as guards, hiding their faces with hooded cloaks.

''Thank you for coming to see me off today,''

　Nelsios' position is still ambiguous.
　Although he frequents the mansion built by Ryoma of Seilios, and Nelsios is usually present at important meetings, he is not a vassal of Baron Mikoshiba.
　He is not a member of the Mikoshiba family, although he is usually present at important meetings.

It's a good thing Mikoshiba-dono is an important trading partner for us now. We can't do much for you, but we will help you as much as we can.

　As he said this, Nercios reached into the inside pocket of his clothes and took out a cigar.
　Then he spun it around with his finger a couple of times and bit off the tip.

Excuse me. I can't help but feel restless these days without this in my mouth...

　As he said this, Nelsios brought the fire of the legal arts lit on his fingertips closer to his mouth.

''I'm glad to see that you are pleased with it, as well.

　Although Nelsios' attitude was by no means polite, Ryoma nodded with a gentle smile.　
　The sub-race who live in Woltenia, as a result of making full use of their physical abilities and race characteristics, are living in this magical world at a certain level. They took a long time to adapt to life in this magical world.
　However, their lives are not rich by any means.
　They can get their daily bread from the meat of the monsters and the mushrooms and nuts that grow wild in the dense forest, but it is almost impossible to get any kind of food.
　The only thing they can produce is alcohol from nuts, but the amount of alcohol produced is quite limited.　
　They couldn't afford to live on their own.
　They just have to live. Of course, that may be natural considering that they live in an environment called the Woltenia Peninsula. Compared to their high production capacity of armor and knowledge of the legal arts, the cultural aspects of luxury and entertainment were too low.
　That's why Ryojin gave them their tastes and taught them to enjoy life.
　He wanted to get into the pockets of those sub-people who had little in the way of entertainment.

''It is indeed a spectacular sight. The sight of all these soldiers standing in a line looks like an army of mythical heroes.

　Nelsios felt a slight tug at the casual flattery of Ryoma for equating him with the heroes from the myths, and for Nelsios to make an unspoken appeal as to who was responsible for the creation of that legion.
　However, it wasn't so much discomfort as bitterness at the desperation he felt from Nelsios was a laugh.
(Well, considering his position, it can't be helped. It would be impossible to cut off contact with the outside world now.)
　Once the quality of life is raised, it takes an extraordinary amount of effort and strong will to lower it.

'That's all thanks to the help of Nercios and the rest of the tribe. I'm grateful. It's not easy for a human being to have such a complete set of armor carved with the granted Dharma techniques. Besides, your knowledge of legal arts is more advanced than mine.

　Nelsios nodded with satisfaction at the words of gratitude that were released from Liang Zhen's mouth.
In fact, if a knight from another country caught a glimpse of the armor worn by the soldiers, he would peel his eyes away and shout in amazement.
　Granting Dharma masters are even less numerous and valuable than grammar masters, and many of them are surrounded by the state and powerful merchants.
　It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get your hands on a new one. And also limited to a few units, including the Kingsguard and Kingsguard units that are under the king's command.
　The unnaturalness of such an expensive armor being worn by the soldiers of Mikoshiba Ryoma, a provincial lord, could be said to be an abnormality felt by anyone who saw this corps.
　And the driving force that made this abnormality possible was the sub-people living on the Woltenia Peninsula.

We are very happy to hear that. We'd like to continue to do business with you in the future... so...

　As he said this, Nercios made the soldiers who were kneeling behind him stand up.

''Actually, today I have a proposal to take our relationship further forward.

What do you mean?

Boys, let me see your faces.

　Smiling at Liangma's question as he tilted his head at Nelsios' words, Nelsios ordered the soldiers to take off their hoods.
　The living jewel in Ryouma's eyes revealed its divine form.

''This is........''

"I have selected the best looking and most powerful men in my tribe. Use them as you see fit. I'm sure he is skilled as both a guard and a magician. And if you want, you can even make a baby with me. All of us have already agreed to that.

　Ryoma had no words to say in return to Nelsios, who laughed out loud while smiling like a mischievous child.

　Ryouma's mind begins to turn full speed to try to figure out the aim of this surprise attack.
(Considering Nelsios-san's thoughts, it would be a bad idea not to take it... whether I hold it or not, I'll just have to keep it by my side as an escort.)　
　This is a unique opportunity for Nercios and his friends to connect with the world outside the peninsula by exchanging their own specialties for liquor, tobacco and other luxury goods, as well as vegetables and medicines that the Woltenia Peninsula could not possibly produce for itself.
　And there was only one person in the world with whom to negotiate, and that was Mikoshiba Ryoma.
　At the very least, it would be safe to say that it would be impossible for Nercios to find other business partners on his own.
　Even though the Western Continent has varying degrees of influence on it, the teachings of the Light God Sect, which basically advocates the exclusion of subhumans, are spreading.
　That's why the sub-humans have been hiding and living in this dangerous zone called the Worthenian Peninsula.
　How many lords really exist on the continent who do not try to suppress sub-humans? And even if there were, what was the likelihood of Nercios meeting that lord?
　Considering these factors, the man Mikoshiba Ryoma is an irreplaceable and important pawn for Nelsios.
　At the very least, as long as Ryoma doesn't push his demands too absurdly, there's no need to worry about Nelsios betraying him.
(That's probably why Nelsios-san is worried.......maybe we should increase the amount of transactions a bit more.)
　From Ryoushin's point of view, Nelsios is worthy enough to hold his hand, but as one who leads a people that has been hunted and persecuted, it's only natural that he would want to strengthen the connection.　

''Then, as a thank you, let's increase the amount of alcohol and cigarettes that you previously requested.

Oh, that's very kind of you. They're both very popular with everyone.

　Nelsios smiled a big smile when he was able to guess exactly what he wanted to wish for.
　Naturally, he wanted something in return for his cooperation. However, putting their wishes into words would be a rather risky gamble in this case.
　This is because it could be perceived as a favor to them, and it could cause Ryoma to be in a bad mood.
　Nevertheless, not saying anything about your demands could also cause problems, so I say that's a balance.　

'Time...........Then that's it for today. If any problems arise while I'm away, please talk to Simone and Boltz about it.

　I nodded a little to the ear of Laura, who was standing by my side, and said goodbye to Ryoma.

I understand. Good luck.........

　Ryouma Nelsios bowed deeply as he gallantly flipped his cloak and headed for the meeting.
　It was a vassal's courtesy to the High King.


　Thus, on that day in the year two thousand eight hundred and eighty-four of the Western Continent Calendar, the two-headed serpent with gold and silver heads quietly began to bare its fangs in an attempt to swallow this continent.
　Of course, no one had yet to know about it. Even the prey that would be the first to have its venomous fangs pointed at them.......